Chapter 35 Ghost Castle 8
As soon as the words fell, Lin Erda disappeared from everyone's sight.

Gu Hanhan and his party also realized the crisis and ran back to the castle quickly.

When we returned to the castle, the sun had gradually set and night was coming.

"Master, calm down, what you see is fake, you are in the house now, and you are about to have a hot dinner with your friends.

This is not a battlefield, no one was injured, no one died, you don't need to kill the enemy, and you don't need to..."

Everyone pushed open the door and saw that Uncle Duke was in a state of rage, with scarlet blood stains on his snow-white shirt.

The old deacon was holding his arms tightly to prevent him from swinging the sword in his hand and chopping around the house.

"Come on, everyone, help keep him under control."

The old deacon yelled at Gu Hanhan and his group at the door. His black dress turned bright red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before the dress turned completely red, the old deacon left the hall like a ghost.

Before Gu Hanhan and the others stepped forward to control him, the uncle suddenly stopped rioting and froze in place, as if seeing some terrible monster, his scarlet eyes filled with fear.

"They, here they come..."

As night fell, the night bell rang, and there were dense footsteps in the hall.

"Da da da... Ba da... Da..."

ten?twenty?Thirty?Not only that, the footsteps were louder and louder than ever before, as if thousands of troops were attacking, it was deafening.

Gu Hanhan and his group, who were already ready for the battle mode, were stunned. Seeing that Uncle Duke seemed to have grown much older all of a sudden, he was squatting on the ground and curled up like a wounded bear cub, feeling an indescribable sense of vulnerability. .

"They're here... a lot of people... there's going to be another war... no... they're here to seek revenge... they're here to kill me..."

Gu Hanhan was the first to react, walked up to the uncle Duke, and couldn't help stroking his generous back.

In an instant, Gu Hanhan saw the world in the uncle's eyes.

Thousands of ghost troops attacked, they shouted: "Kill!", waving the shield and sword in their hands, the blurred translucent phantom appeared in blue like will-o'-the-wisp, as if they were going to kill everyone in the next moment. People devoured cleanly.

"It's okay, really, those are all fake."

Gu Hanhan patted the uncle Duke's back, like a rabbit comforting a bear, this scene looked a little funny.

"Really, I don't want to fight at all, I don't want to kill people.

You know, I couldn't even kill a chicken until I was caught and drafted.

But... I have no choice, if I don't kill them, they will kill me, I don't want to die, really, I don't want to..."

Uncle Duke began to cry, looking embarrassed and ridiculous, like a wronged child, howling hysterically.

"Uncle, how long have you lived?"

Uncle Duke was taken aback for a moment, forgetting to cry, as if he was thinking about this issue seriously.

"70 years? 80 years? Or 100 years? 1000 years? Can't tell.

Do you really think a person can live that long?

And you and that Mr. Deacon haven't changed at all in appearance over the years?

Don't you think it's weird?Uncle Duke? "

The uncle remained silent, as if realizing something, with an expression of disbelief.

"No, don't listen to this weird nun, don't..."

"Mr. Lieutenant General, it's time for us to let go, this is also for the good of Anderson, isn't it?
Trapped in this small space day after day, suffering from inner torment, do you have the heart to watch him live in vain forever like this?
It's time for us all to wake up, it's time for this dream to end. "

Mr. Old Deacon and Lin Erda appeared in the hall almost at the same time. The dress worn by the old deacon was mixed with red and black, and it was hard to tell what color it was.

"So you call these people from other worlds, just because we can't tell the truth, so you invite someone to tell him?
You spy, traitor, lackey, you..."

"Do you know why I called you here?"

Lin Erda ignored the old deacon's scolding, and stared at Gu Hanhan with a smile.

"Only a ray of soul can survive in the world with a strong obsession, and an undead can only survive for a long time with human will only if it firmly denies the fact of its own death.

The obsessions of Mr. Lieutenant General and I are all related to Anderson, and our obsessions are intertwined and restrict each other, so we cannot tell him this fact. "

Lin Erda smiled helplessly, and looked at Gu Hanhan solemnly.

"I'm counting on you guys."

"No, no..."

The old deacon howled, but did not step forward to stop him. He squatted on the ground, his eyes were red, and his face was full of entanglement and pain.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, we should look away. Hundreds of years have passed, and a new era has come, but Anderson and we are still trapped in that dark age, and we have to suffer in the vain self-doubt every night.

Mr. Lieutenant General, I know that you are actually in more pain than Anderson. At least he still firmly believes in the reality of the illusion, but you are sober.

You should be more aware of the pain of self-deception than I am, so let yourself go and let the general go..."

Lin Erda walked up to the old deacon, and gracefully handed the old gentleman a snow-white silk handkerchief.

"I get it, I won't stop you, go ahead, tell the truth, young people."

The old deacon wiped away his tears, his expression gradually returned to calm, and the dress on his body turned completely black. He calmly looked at Gu Hanhan and the others, and said solemnly.

Gu Hanhan nodded, squatted down, and looked directly at the uncle Duke whose eyes were already empty.

"Uncle Duke, you are already dead, on a battlefield long, long ago.

You are right, it is the rulers who force you to be a beast, a monster, a sharp knife in their hands.

Don't be immersed in guilt anymore, you should be relieved, the new era has arrived, no one is hungry, there is no war, there is no life-and-death fight. "

Uncle Duke's eyes gradually regained their brilliance, he stared blankly at Gu Hanhan's eyes and asked, "Really?"

"real."

Gu Hanhan replied with a smile, although her words were not all true, but she still wanted to fabricate a beautiful lie for this poor old man, so that he could look forward to future generations.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

The uncle's body gradually became transparent, as well as the old deacon and Lin Erda, they were gradually disappearing.

"Lin Erda, what will happen to the world after you disappear?"

Gu Hanhan looked at Lin Erda who had become transparent into a phantom, and asked.

"Someone will take over from me. You must know that God is not a rare existence."

(End of this chapter)

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