"Wang Xiaoming, you will go to the execution ground tomorrow. Does anyone want to see you?" Because you are about to be executed, Don Quixote has been transferred to a single room at this moment. The police officer in charge of guarding him also knows that this person is
Why come in? Although he hated those who oppressed the people, he did not have the courage of Don Quixote, and could only do his best to help this young man, such as giving him a silenced meal. Of course
, That's what it used to be.
Don Quixote, who was leaning against one side of the wall, shook his head, and seemed not very concerned about his death penalty. Obviously, he had seen life and death very early, and he was not afraid of death. If he was afraid, he would be
I will not avenge my father.
It has been a few months since Don Quixote had that "dream". Of course, that was just his illusion. In fact, this was just a switch between two scenes. The middle demon faked the whole process.
, and the purpose is to make Don Quixote believe that he is an ordinary person, and everything in the world of Faren is just a dream. If he accepts the death penalty with this idea, then he is really dead and killed himself
You, and the inner demon can replace it and become the new Wang Xiaoming, or Don Quixote. The difference is that this "Don Quixote" will integrate all the negative emotions of Don Quixote.
For example, this inner demon will not be affected by Don Quixote's oath. He will make Don Quixote's desire for intercourse in his heart and want the clouds of beauties around him to the extreme. No woman he likes can do.
Can escape, whether it is Carol, Rommel, or even Angela Yulia. In short, if this inner demon successfully replaced Don Quixote, he might even push down Osilis the god of death, after all
His soul talent was too perverted, and the perverted Don Quixote himself was afraid of having to swear.
And not only that, the inner demon Don Quixote will also exert Don Quixote's caution to the extreme. Anyone who knows his secrets and anyone who may threaten him will be killed, and among them will be
It will include Kyle, because the inner demon knows that this woman is the common weakness of Don Quixote and him. As long as you kill her, there is nothing that can threaten this man, but even if the inner demon is crazy,
It is useless to look forward to everything after this. At this moment, he must use his best to erase the real Don Quixote.
"There are no relatives and friends? You must know that this is really the last one." The policeman seemed to have not given up because he was the incarnation of the inner demon. The more he believed that this world was really one point, then
He is only one more minute away from entering death.
"Nothing," Don Quixote shrugged, "In this world, I have nothing to miss and nothing to imagine," he grabbed the cup next to him, and Don Quixo, which was filled with plastic cups.
De Gudu took a few sips, obviously this glass of wine was also given to him by this policeman.
"That's a pity," sighed the policeman leaning outside. "I respect you as a man. Tell me if you have any requests, if I can do it."
"Are you asking?" Don Quixote tilted his head and suddenly remembered the women in his dreams. Several months have passed, and he has forgotten most of the faces, but there is still a person's face.
His eyes were lingering, and naturally, this person was Kyle, "I want to draw, can I give me a few pieces of paper and a pencil?"
"Pencil..." The police hesitated a little, "There are some of this thing, but there are rules. Such sharp things cannot be given to prisoners." Obviously, the inner demon who needs to do a full set of acting will definitely not make such low-level mistakes.
When fighting wits and courage with his own sect and origin, even a little negligence may lead to a loss of the whole situation.
"No pencils..." Don Quixote looked down at the cement floor, "How can I get me a few pieces of chalk? I don't need paper anymore, I'll just draw it on the floor for a while."
"This is OK, wait a moment."
After a while, the policeman actually came back with a whole box of chalk, which was quite interesting, and gave him a big cup of Erguotou, "Brother, I can help you here."
"Thank you," Don Quixote picked up the corner of his mouth slightly. After taking the chalk, he didn't bother to feel the cold on the ground, so he sat on the floor and started drawing.
Don Quixote had never learned to paint, but the shadow in his mind was so real that he could even spread the shadow down. With the sound of chalk rubbing against the concrete floor, a lifelike woman appeared on the ground.
On the top, from the perspective of appearance, I am not Chinese, but I am indeed very beautiful.
"Have you learned to draw?" After watching for a long time, the policeman suddenly asked curiously, "Which country is this star? He doesn't look like a Chinese."
"Celebrity...haha," Don Quixote patted the dust on his hands and sat back on the bed, "British movie stars are very famous!"
"What's the name?"
"Kyle Beat."
"I haven't heard it..."
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Late at night, only Don Quixote was left in the silent cell, lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The prison guard left after chatting with Don Quixote for a few words. If he had stayed here,
It is inevitable that Don Quixote will be suspicious, and from now on, the inner demon thinks that he has a high probability of winning. Although Don Quixote still hopes that the things in the Feren world are true, he cannot resist preconceived ideas.
After nearly thirty years of education on the earth, I still instinctively think that this is the real world.
"Life is like fog and dreams, fate is still free, fate is still free," Don Quixote said inexplicably, "It was not written by anyone, but from a Hong Kong movie, but it was written very philosophical.
.
After a long time, Don Quixote yawned. Because he drank too much wine, he slowly closed his eyes, "I really hope that everything is true, such a beautiful world..."
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The weather is very good, and occasionally there are a few clouds in the blue sky. Don Quixote, tied up with a large number of flowers, knelt on the ground. It is desolate everywhere. You can even see weeds that have not been seen for a long time. According to Chinese laws, the site for execution of death row prisoners
There must be no outsiders. The reason is roughly to preserve a little face. It is not to be watched at the Caishikou like in the past. Of course, there are other reasons, but it doesn't matter. In a while, Don Quixote will
He was executed by gunfire.
"Wang Xiaoming. Do you have any last words?"
Don Quixote slowly raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky all day long. The sunshine at noon was so dazzling that he couldn't help but want to cry. Of course, this was not regret, but the most basic physiological reaction. As for the words
The man was standing behind him. Don Quixote didn't see his face, and of course he didn't plan to see it. Anyway, he was going to die, so why bother to care who asked that?
But if Don Quixote turned around, he would have been surprised to find that this person was exactly the same as him, but with a hint of evil on his face, and he was laughing at the moment, obviously this was victory. When the gunshots sounded, Don
Quixote will die completely, and he will replace him and have everything about him!
"Yes," after thinking for a long time, Don Quixote nodded, "Where will people go after they die?"
"You can't go anywhere. It's all feudal superstition. If a person dies, he will be wiped out. Apart from a corpse, all you can leave to others is memories."
"Wrong," Don Quixote laughed inexplicably, "When a person dies, he will go to the underworld and become the slave of the great goddess Osilis."
"Oh," a sigh came from behind him, "Execute, this person is already crazy."
"Yes! Prepare!" Under the slogan of a policeman, Don Quixote had heard the sound of pulling the bolt.
"Real, illusory," Don Quixote, who looked up at the sun in the sky, still had a smile on his face, "I have no hope of being born in this world, even if it is true, so what if it is true? Even if the world of Feren
So what if it’s illusory?”
"For me, this world should be illusory, the great goddess Osilis. If you can hear my prayers, please take my soul away and bring it to the underworld..."
"Bang!" A crisp gunshot rang out in the wilderness. However, the bullet did not penetrate Don Quixote's head as expected, because at this moment, the sun in the sky turned into a sickle.
, and this wilderness-like world also stopped.
"A humble servant, as you wish."
The next moment, Osilis, wearing a long dress and holding a sickle, really appeared in front of Don Quixote, because the anger he had not come to pay his respects for three days was already because Don Quixote was about to die.
This time she had lost no trace of prayer, and even at this moment she had an inexplicable feeling of happiness in her heart, because at the last moment of this illusion, the person Don Quixote was talking about was her, not someone else.
Of course, Osilis herself was not very clear about why she felt like she had won. Obviously, Osilis had been peeping for a long time, and she had fantasies about Don Quixote, so even if Don Quixote did not wake up in the end,
He wouldn't be in danger of life, because Osilis would definitely save him.
"Brush!" Osilis gently waved the sickle, and the rope on Don Quixote's body was cut off directly. "Humble slave, what is this place?"
After the secretly happy mood, Osilis then looked at the world in front of him, the cars, the pistols, and everything that Don Quixote had imagined before, she had never heard of, and what was even more strange was that Don Quixote had never seen,
Quixote's appearance has also changed a lot. Compared to Don Quixote, she is familiar with, this one looks obviously much more ordinary, just like the public can't find it if they are thrown into the crowd.
But Osilis didn't feel awkward, because she could feel clearly that this person was Don Quixote, and because of this, this Don Quixote made her feel more pleasing to the eye, which was probably in the eyes of her lover.
Xi Shi, although Osilis herself doesn't know that she may have fallen into it.
"Hu~" Don Quixote, who stood up, took a deep breath, as if he had a feeling of rebirth. Obviously, at the last moment of his life, in the eyes of outsiders, he was crazy, but in fact, he was in the eyes of others.
But Don Quixote made a transition from outside to inside. Now he is a real Faren person because he has modified his core consciousness. From now on, even Don Quixote will be once again
When he fell into this kind of scene, his instinct would also tell him that everything related to the earth is illusory, and only the world of Feren is real.
"The past world," Don Quixote turned around and looked at the inner demon who was exactly the same as himself, "It's really terrible, but it's a pity that from now on, there will be no place for you in my heart anymore.
.”
Another gust of wind blew. After Don Quixote figured it out, the inner demon turned into a wave of ashes and disappeared without a trace without a trace. Obviously, this is the real seeing through the inner demon.
The benefits afterwards will not leave a trace of tail.
"You're from another world?"
"Bang!" Don Quixote half-kneeled in front of Osilis, grabbed her hand skillfully and placed it on his head, but I will always be the great goddess Osilis.
"Humble voter," Osilis rubbed Don Quixote's head angrily, "I actually deceive the great Lord Osilis. I want to punish you. After your soul leaps successfully, I must tell me everything!
”
"Abide by the order! My greatest goddess!"
"Hmph~" Before leaving, Osilis rubbed Don Quixote's head again before removing his divine power from Don Quixote's life case. (To be continued...)
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