The Game Show of Death: Demons of Reason

Nian Wei already slanted his body, occupying most of Wei Zixu's bed like a dead dog.Wei Zixu poked a cool one, the year is not usually useful, and he caused trouble in the game, not only did not repent, but also secretly used skill cards on Wei Zixu.Wei Zixu was really angry when he found out about this, but he couldn't really vent his anger on Nian Weiyi. His body, which has not been tossed about, would be very difficult to deal with if it was broken.So Wei Zixu secretly poked the young Liwo to vent his anger for a long time, and when he stopped, he was also surprised by this childish behavior.

"Hey, can't you go to sleep on your own bed?" Wei Zixu pushed Nian Weiji's shoulder, and Nian Weiji slumped over, sprawled on the bed, not even giving Wei Zixu a place to lie on his side.

"Just throw him to the ground..."

Wei Zixu stood up, bent over and lifted the inner half of Nianwei's body, just about to do this, but stopped in the middle.

He heard faint voices intermittently.The voice is very low, appearing and disappearing from time to time, but the frequency is like the voice of a human speaking.Wei Zixu held his breath, turned around and looked around, his bed was far away from the door, it could not be coming from outside the door, the surrounding walls are very soundproof, at least he never heard the noise from the next door when he was in the room before. sound.Wei Zixu's eyes fell on the window.His room is fan-shaped, and the outer wall of the fan has floor-to-ceiling windows that almost take up the entire wall. Apart from the door, this is the only place that communicates with the outside world.

Wei Zixu walked to the window and pressed his index finger on the transparent glass. After successful fingerprint recognition, Wei Zixu easily pushed the glass away.The floor-to-ceiling windows were originally locked, but after the fourth day of the game, they could be unlocked with fingerprints.This should be because the game on the fourth day was outside. After the game was over, they could freely enter and exit the building. Wei Zixu found that the floor-to-ceiling windows could also be opened.

After opening a gap in the glass window, the sound became more obvious. Wei Zixu listened to it through the gap. The sound was very gentle, accompanied by some kind of musical instrument, and it whirled regularly.

It seemed to be singing.

Maybe someone is playing music.Wei Zixu thought, it's not like he hasn't bumped into someone from Nian playing English songs and dancing with skeletons, although there are not many people as heartless as him.

Wei Zixu listened quietly for a while, but couldn't hear any familiar piece, and the accompanying instruments seemed too monotonous, or rather boring.Wei Zixu took a look at Nian Weiji who had fallen asleep, he should have closed the window, pushed Nian Weiji out of bed or took a nap on the sofa.But the singing outside the window made him very concerned. Who was singing just after the execution?There are only two days left before the end of the game. What kind of mental state are the others now, and what are they planning secretly?The closer it is to the end, the more cautious we should be. It is obvious that Wei Zixu's attention has been focused on Nian Weiyi recently, and he has observed too little about others.

If you can hear music coming from other people's rooms, you might be able to hear voices too.Wei Zixu stroked his chin and looked down the window. Although they are on the first floor, they are still seven or eight meters away from the ground.However, the outer wall of the building is not completely smooth, there is a horizontal line between the building materials, with a gap of about two centimeters, which is enough width for Wei Zixu.He opened the window, turned around, and squatted down.He supported the floor with his hands, one leg hung down, and carefully stepped on the gap, followed by the other leg, and then his body sank, with the front facing the outer wall of the building, moving towards the window where the sound came from.

Wei Zixu leaned against the wall and raised his head with difficulty to find the window sill.The window sill where the sound came from was on the left side of his room, and he moved with difficulty to under the first window sill on the left. He remembered that it was Xu Qixiang's room, but it had been empty for several days now. Xu Qixiang's death was probably the most inexplicable thing he thought. thing.

There was dead silence in Xu Qixiang's room. It seemed that neither he nor his undead had the habit of singing.

Wei Zixu continued to move to the next room, when his right toe suddenly slipped out of the gap, Wei Zixu's breath stopped, and his whole body stuck to the smooth outer wall of the building, barely maintaining his balance with the strength of his waist and abdomen.He is now seven or eight meters above the ground, and there is no buffer below him. Although he won't be killed if he falls, and Wei Zixu doesn't care about small wounds such as fractures and abrasions, but if he makes a loud noise and is noticed Not good.For Wei Zixu, the matter of achieving his goal naturally takes precedence over his own safety.

But is it really necessary to climb the wall like this to eavesdrop on other people's walls?Or was he just plain curious?After getting along with fools for a long time, people will also become stupid, and the stupid research spirit of Nian Wei seems to have affected him.

The singing came from the window on Xu Qixiang's left, maybe the owner of the room didn't notice that the window was opened a little.Wei Zixu hung under the window sill like a gecko, and whispered that the sound insulation of the building is really good, even if there are gaps, the leaking sound is still barely audible.

This is Mick's room, of course Wei Zixu has an impression.

Listening at such a close distance, Wei Zixu recognized that it was indeed a singing voice, a man's singing voice, it was Mick's voice, but the pitch was higher than his usual, and it sounded very pastoral. Mick's voice is not very magnetic, and Wei Zixu never thought how amazing his singing would be, and it doesn't sound too bad now, probably because of his years of fitness, his breath is very stable, and he has a good understanding of rhythm and voice. The control is also very comfortable to listen to.

Wei Zixu remained motionless until the end of the song.

"Huh, huh——" Mick took a few deep breaths and said, "It's been a long time since I played the harp, and I'm sure my hand was born."

It turned out to be a harp, and Wei Zixu finally understood what the instrument was for the accompaniment. It is really a rare instrument.

"I never play this song in front of people, maybe because I was laughed at when I played it in front of adults for the first time. They said that this song is neither hymn nor pop song, and it has no characteristics. I still It's better to sing from the score."

Evaluating the quality of a song is not what Wei Zixu is good at. He is good at fabricating some artistic value according to the preferences of the audience, but he has no research on the real artistic value.Even so, when he recalled the song just now, he still felt that it was flat and bland, and it was a melody that people would forget after hearing it, as if many familiar tunes were blended together.

"This is the only song I haven't published, and it's also the only song I wrote myself. Sure enough, mediocre people must not have disproportionate fame and wealth, otherwise they will be lost in the pressure and fear, and dare not even give people what really belongs to them. Look."

Mick seemed to pluck the strings casually while speaking, making a pleasant harmony.If he said it was published, then he really is an artist, Wei Zi thought humbly, but when he asked him the next day, he quickly denied it.

"I also thought about it before, why didn't the Lord guide me and teach me how to be talented? Later I realized that he didn't help his children because he believed that his children had the ability to go through by themselves. As for the way to go Right or wrong, it just depends on whether it is suitable or not. Jin, thank you for listening to me carefully every time, this is the only thing that makes me happy in DEATHSHOW."

Jin!

As soon as the name appeared in Wei Zixu's mind, he subconsciously let go of his hand, and then landed on his back, his mouth suddenly sweetened.

"Jin, what's the matter?"

Before Mick could finish his sentence, Jin, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly jumped over him and rushed to the window.The moment before Jin pushed open the window, there seemed to be the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. Mick hurriedly followed up to look, but only saw that there was nothing outside the window, and there were rustling sounds from the bushes behind the building, as if someone had run away.

"Damn it, is it Chen Luyao again? Why does he keep staring at me!" Mick said angrily, turning his head to see Jin staring unblinkingly at the depths of the bushes, Mick scratched his head in confusion Chin: "But he was able to lurk so close to eavesdrop, Jin, didn't you notice?"

Jin didn't respond, just raised his finger to the harp.

It is because listening to this piece of music is too focused and ignores other sounds. Mick didn't know how much he understood, so he didn't continue to ask, and turned his head to talk about another topic: "I'm sorry, I used 'lover' on you during the game today. Is there anyone here? But even if today's incident hadn't happened, Chen Luyao should have discovered the ability of 'The Fool' long ago, otherwise he wouldn't have targeted me secretly—fortunately, Qin Guican died, and now no one can kill him me."

boom!

At the end of the year, he opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the white ceiling, which was gently intertwined with the afternoon sun.He slept not long ago, and there was still the sweet aroma of strawberry milkshake in the air, but at the end of the year, he felt tight in his chest, and he had to take a deep breath to relieve it.Nian Wei looked around the room, but there was no sign of Wei Zixu, and a gap was opened in the window.

"Didn't you say you want to rest, where did you go?" Nian Weiji got up muttering, walked to the window and looked, there was nothing unusual.He has been tossing around all morning, this little rest time is definitely not enough, but at the moment he is completely sleepless, staring at the grass outside the window in a daze.

What's going on, his heart seems to be pinched by a claw, the blood is blocked in a chest and cannot flow out, and his temples are throbbing.Obviously nothing happened, but at the end of the year, I felt a rush of anxiety from head to toe, like a beast that had a premonition of a flood, full of indescribable unease.Even when he almost drowned in the well on the third day, was about to be torn apart by hungry wolves on the fourth day, and fell into inexplicable symptoms of madness on the fifth day, he was never so disturbed as he is now.

This uneasiness was so strong that Nian Wei had to slap himself twice before his body recovered from the stiffness.

fear.

This is the game of death.Putting aside power, money and status, here everyone has only life, and they use what they have left to play games.Nian Wei already knew the rules, and he also witnessed the tragic death of familiar people, but before that, he looked at the world as if he was put in a glass bottle, just observing, and curious without knowing how to feel.But something has changed. After he was pulled back from the world of ignorance, cracks appeared in the barrier that had always been irrelevant to him, and countless vivid emotions were gaining momentum.Curious about everything outside like an empty shell, that kind of life is easy, but it also misses the more rare scenery.

That is curiosity about himself.

But there are more important things right now, Wei Zixu disappeared without saying hello, especially now that it would be very unfavorable for the two of them to separate, Nian Wei couldn't calm down.He raised his right hand, the blue light of the terminal flickered under his skin, but he put it down quickly, he couldn't use the terminal to contact Wei Zixu, Jinhou was still alive, and the feeling of being monitored by the communication tool made him very uncomfortable.He planned to wait for Wei Zixu in the room for another half an hour, and after 10 minutes he finally couldn't bear it and walked out the door.

The hall on the first floor was still the same as when they went downstairs, empty and lifeless.Nian Wei walked along the gravel path, approaching the gate, he smelled a strong fragrance, and the scent became stronger as he walked towards the gate.I can smell it at the end of the year, this is the smell of smoky barbecue.The gate of the building is now wide open, and a person is sitting on a small horse, with a small charcoal stove and several bottles of beer in front of him.When Nian Weiye saw him, he was waving to Nian Weiji heartily.

That person is Chen Luyao.

Chen Luyao changed into a clean denim jacket. He flipped the meat skewers on the charcoal stove casually, and he was not hostile when he greeted Nian Weiwei.Looking at the quality of the barbecue, he had been sitting here for a while. At the end of the year, he remembered that the view from the entrance of the building was good. Maybe he had seen Wei Zixu and wanted to ask him, but he walked five steps in front of Chen Luyao. Stop, no closer to Chen Luyao.

"Oh, this really reminds me of when I was in college, a group of us from the police academy often went out to barbecue on weekends." Chen Luyao recalled: "One dorm room was drunk, and the next day was picked up by the counselor and ran away. Fuck." His words should be true, he is very skilled in grilling skewers, and the oily fresh meat is golden on both sides by him.He picked up the heavy bunch, invited Nian Weiji and said, "Come and taste it, the things refrigerated in the kitchen and the things on those creepy wax figures can't be called food."

"Forget it, I'm not hungry."

Chen Luyao was not annoyed when he was directly rejected, he happily disposed of the skewer of barbecued meat: "Then I will eat it for you, people who waste food will become pigs in their next life."

"You see--"

"Wei Zixu?" Chen Luyao took up the conversation one step ahead of him: "You two are really interesting, either you are looking for him or he is looking for you. I didn't see Wei Zixu, but there was a report of falling to the ground outside the building just now There was no sound, and then there was no movement. I think there is no riot, which means that both sides are safe now, and you don't have to worry about it."

"Oh, by the way, let's talk about Wei Zixu." Chen Luyao suddenly remembered something, glanced at the small charcoal stove, then moved it away by pinching the legs of the stove, and said at the same time: "Wei Zixu is not here, but there is another one of you." An acquaintance is here." Although the ground at the door was blackened by the charcoal fire, a line of writing could still be seen faintly.The line on the ground is a name, and the date is "June 2022, 6"