The Trial Game of Life

"I, I heard... I heard someone calling for help..." The mouse squatted down holding his head in pain. The more he listened carefully, the stronger the impact on his brain, but he had no way to control it.

In the past few days, he has actually been able to slowly start to control the reading range of the mind reading technique and master the switch.But the voice he heard at this moment was too strong, so strong that he seemed to have come to the dark sea, and was knocked down on the shore by the huge waves that swept in, and he couldn't even get up, let alone resist.

When he finally recovered from his initial bewilderment, he found himself on an isolated island in the sea.The isolated island was deserted, no matter which direction he looked, it was the sea, the black and deep sea, angry and roaring.

Someone in the sea is calling for help.

The mouse can always hear the voice suppressed in the deepest part of the heart, pushing away the heavy fog and darkness, and the voice reaches his mind directly, making his soul tremble.

In the sight of Tang Cuo and others, the mouse was shaking like chaff.After so many days, he no longer resists the approach of others, but he still hasn't washed off the paint on his body.Those oil paints seemed to have been baptized by time, and had penetrated deeply into the skin, but the colors were still bright, covering up his original appearance.

His panting and howling at the moment didn't seem like his own, but like someone else was speaking through his mouth.

"Don't be afraid." Tang Cuo silently chanted a concentrating spell, and put his hand on the mouse's shoulder again. The vast but peaceful spiritual power poured down and wrapped the mouse, as if building a barrier for him.

The mouse was startled, then turned its head, and the moment it saw Tang Cuo, tears welled up in its eyes.

"Who is calling for help?" Tang Cuo asked.

"It's me..." The mouse opened its mouth, but it was in a trance for a moment, and it took a few seconds to react, "It was that voice that said, save him, save him..."

Hearing this, Xiao Tong suddenly clenched his fists tightly, and his already serious face became so serious that water dripped out.He immediately walked quickly to the black iron cage, but when he knelt down to look at Lin Yandong, his movement was unusually slow, and his outstretched hand was also slightly stiff.

But Lin Yandong still sat motionless, maintaining a half body collapsed posture, with his head down, a drop of blood stuck to his chin, which was about to fall.He seemed to have isolated all the sounds from the outside world, and nothing could make him open his eyes.

"He has always kept this movement, and it hasn't changed." Zhang San's trembling voice came from behind.Looking at Xiao Tong at this moment, he felt even more afraid, his life was in danger.

But Tang Cuo suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and asked again: "Did he say 'help me' or 'help him'?"

The words that are relayed by others, whose tone is used, and the meaning of the expression are different.The mouse hurriedly replied: "He said 'help him', I heard him say 'help him'!"

Tang Cuo: "Miao Qi."

At this moment, only Miao Qi is the one who is still protecting Lin Yandong.It was Miao Qi who sent out a distress signal in this body, which was heard by the mice, and he was asking them to save Lin Yandong.

What about Lin Yandong?

"What else did you hear? Is there anyone else?" Xiao Tong's gaze suddenly sharpened, like a knife piercing a mouse's eye.He trembled with fright, as if he had returned to the state he had just transformed from Mr. Crow into a human being, nervous, hysterical, and overly panicked.

Tang Cuo raised his hand to protect him, and stopped Xiao Tong with cold eyes, "If you want to know about Lin Yandong, just shut up."

Xiao Tong narrowed his eyes, the two confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Zhang San yelled "Mamma Mia" a lot in his heart, marveling at Tang Cuo's boldness, but what surprised him even more was that Xiao Tong really forbeared.

He pursed his lips, angry all over his body, but didn't speak again.

Under Tang Cuo's spiritual comfort, the mouse gradually settled down. Although it was still trembling, it finally cleared up its thoughts, "There are still many, many voices, the whole sea is... many, many faces of people floating in the sea, very Distorted and insane...they're all talking...everyone is talking and I can't hear you...my brain is going to explode...so painful..."

In the deep black sea, there are countless faces howling and shouting, like the scene of hell, just looking at it makes people feel cold through the body.Those faces are distorted and deformed, and the voices they shout are harsh and dissonant, like nails rubbing against glass, and heavy objects squeezing your chest, making you breathless along with it.

It's painful and depressing, and you can't get relief, you can only sink together.

very scary.

This reminded the mouse of the past. He knelt down on the ground, clutching his head and trembling, "Help me, save me——"

Stop talking.

I can't take it anymore.

Who can help me.

Who--

"Okay." A pair of hands suddenly covered his ears from behind, and all the voices receded like a tide, making the mouse's body freeze like a movie screen.

He raised his head, bent his neck in a fragile arc, and saw the owner of those hands.With tears in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to the vague figure.

"God, is that you..."

"I'm not a god." The cold words brought the mouse back to reality. He blinked and saw Tang Cuo's face clearly, and his loss enveloped him.

But Tang Cuo's spiritual consolation made him feel relieved. He pryed into people's hearts and insight into secrets, so he knew how much courage it takes for a person to open his spiritual sea to another person and take him into his protection.

No one spoke anymore, the mouse closed its eyes for a while, and then said: "I don't know if the voice of Lin Yandong you mentioned is among those voices, it's too complicated."

After a pause, he continued: "I have heard a lot of inner voices before, but they were the voices of countless people fed back to me, and the sources are different. But this person already contains countless kinds of voices in his heart. Sounds, like an overflowing container, and these sounds are negative and full of resentment."

Opening his eyes, the mouse said with certainty, "He will collapse."

Zhang San couldn't help being speechless, "But where did these voices come from?"

Tang Cuo: "Evil ghost badge. There must be some additional conditions that we don't know about the issuance of the evil ghost badge. As the badge issuer, Lin Yandong must have learned something from it."

Badge of evil spirits, since they are evil spirits, they must have resentment.

Resentment is also a kind of energy. Tang Cuo prefers Lin Yandong as the issuer of the badge, and absorbs the resentment, or some negative energy in the player's heart, from each badge.

He will collapse, or become a demon.

"You don't want to kill him, now is your chance." Tang Cuo looked at Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong clutched the railing of the cage tightly, but he hesitated again when this opportunity was presented to him.He turned his head, "Didn't you negotiate the conditions with Yan Yun, the celebration is not over yet, you are going to kill him now, and don't care about anything else?"

Tang Cuo: "It doesn't matter."

Xiao Tong was at a loss for words.

Tang Cuo: "Slash the mess with a sharp knife."

After finishing speaking, Tang Cuo softly said "Sorry" to the mouse, then let go of his hand covering his ears, and drew his knife and stepped forward.His movements were always agile, from drawing the knife to stabbing into the black iron cage, the whole process took less than two seconds.

No matter how fast Xiao Tong was, it could not be as fast as Tang Cuo's determination to kill.

No one could have imagined that Tang Cuo would be so decisive.

Only seen in my life.

But Tang Cuo's knife still didn't go in, because when the tip of the knife pierced the skin of Lin Yandong's heart, a swirling black air blocked his sword tip.

Although the black air seemed illusory, it was like an iron wall, making it difficult for Tang Cuo's knife to penetrate an inch.In the next moment, the Holy Light of Judgment erupted, and light and darkness had an ultimate duel in this narrow cage. The two sides pulled each other and were evenly matched.

The mouse once again covered its head in pain, knelt down and couldn't speak.Zhang San couldn't help but cover his eyes, admiring in his heart.

Leng Miao clenched his fists tightly, staring fixedly at the dark battlefield.Finally, Xiao Tong couldn't hold back his strike, he swung his stick to hold Tang Cuo's saber, and said, "Wait a little longer."

Tang Cuo: "What are you waiting for?"

Xiao Tong: "You can't kill him now, can you? Let me try, maybe I can."

Tang Cuo withdrew his knife, and the light and darkness disappeared without a trace in an instant. Only his slightly pale face told you how dangerous the confrontation was just now.

"You're wrong, we still have the second movement." Tang Cuo looked at Lin Yandong who was still unresponsive, and said, "The second movement is not good, and there is still the first movement. Apart from these, do you think Jin Cheng is in the third movement of Eternal Night City?" Years, don’t you have any other cards?”

Hearing this, Xiao Tong looked at Tang Cuo, his eyes deepened, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

"The previous agreement still counts." Tang Cuo took a step back, "You want to release Lin Yandong's soul from Miao Qi's body, and you are going to die with him, right? As long as you can do it, I promise you. But you must Know one thing clearly, Lord Warden, this is not our compromise. We can sacrifice for the righteousness of this world, for the light and hope that may exist, but compromise is not included. You are from the war years, I I think you understand me better."

After finishing speaking, Tang Cuo didn't wait for Xiao Tong to answer, he turned his head to look at Leng Miao, "Send me out."

Leng Miao: "Where are you going?"

Tang Cuo: "Go see the real Mr. Crow."

If there is only one person in Eternal Night City who knows what the evil spirit badge and Lin Yandong's current abnormal state represent, and what consequences it will cause, it is only him.

At the same time, Chi Yan's trio came to the central area on a shared bicycle.

"This thing really sucks your ass." Qian Wei muttered as he parked the car on the side of the road, after all, he still felt sorry for the points he had spent.He really misses his foot fitness running shoes.

"Keep your voice down." Chi Yan pulled him.

"I said, how come you Ouhuang are less courageous than me?" Qian Wei's mouth was firm, but his body was very honest.The three of them quietly disappeared in the crowd, continuing to look for the next game.

After searching and searching, the three of them didn't find any simple games, but they found their former enemy——Meng Yufei.

"Do you think that is a Meng dog?"

"seems like it."

"Why did he come out again?"

"Waiting for you to send him in again."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Why is Yan Yun still telling stories? Is he going to hold a story conference?"

"Slaying God is just his sideline."

"You tell the truth, bro."

"Menggou listened very carefully."

"At this time, we should go up and give him a knife."

It is obviously a movie of three people, but Qian Wei and Chi Yan are always the ones talking about cross talk.They turned to look at Peng Mingfan. Peng Mingfan pushed his glasses and said, "Don't you think that pushing Meng Yufei to Yan Yun's side is more like planting a ticking time bomb? Has Meng Yufei really accomplished anything?" something?"

Qian Wei: "It seems that he just went to jail."

Chi Yan: "Wow."

What a master in prison.