Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

In the evening, five people had a small meeting in Qianwu's room.

"There are seven people left. Apart from us, there are Jiang Yangyang and the male model Shi Liang." Zhong Liye said, "There are unnecessary downsizing every day, and there are still five rounds of elimination, which is too cruel."

"Jiang Yangyang came to look for me today, and she was in a bad mood." Qu Ying said softly, "She is considered a player with rare sensitivity and talent, but she has no clue about this."

Hearing this, Qianwu chuckled, resting his chin on the table, "This is the fourth book, and I'm still relying on finding clues to survive. It's a fool's luck to survive."

"You scolded everyone in this room with one sentence." Peng Peng said indifferently, and then pointed to his side, "Including Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen said calmly, "Just get used to it."

Peng Peng: "..."

There was still some wine left in the wine glass at hand, Qian Wu begged for it from the little girl after dinner.Qujing's good wine is sweet Zhuyeqing, a little bit makes the whole person seem to be up.

His cheeks were slightly flushed, and he sat up straight, "Swiping the book in his nerves, from the first second he entered the dungeon, he had to figure out what kind of person the boss is. Only when he fully understands it, will he naturally know how to get out."

"Then who is Ah Jiu?" Peng Peng asked.

Qian Wu raised his chin at Jiang Shen, "Open the Code of Survival."

"That's right, I almost forgot that there was such a thing. Once I entered this dungeon, I was dominated by the fear of tearing up tickets." Peng Peng couldn't help being speechless, "But we don't seem to have any clues to verify it now."

"Why not." Qianwu glanced at him, "Let's bet on three survival rules related to Ah Jiu."

Jiang Chen had already opened the code, glanced at him, and erected the code.

Qianwu smiled and shook the small wooden cup lightly, "Ah Jiu pities talented people, he can't bear them to follow in his footsteps, and wants to kill them."

"I hit it." Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and stared at the code.

Qian Wu continued, "But Ah Jiu is a gentle person, if the other party is persistent, she will not intervene forcibly."

Jiang Chen continued to nod silently.

Qianwu smiled, and drank the bottom of the remaining glass of wine, "Ah Jiu is not paranoid about killing people, but she is also too lazy to take the initiative to save people. She is very lonely, her hatred, stories, and help are only for her. People. So if you want something from her, you must first make her like you."

In the quiet room, Tang Jianzhu crackled and burst the candles.After Qianwu was slightly drunk, he was in a good mood, and fiddled with the dancing candle flame with a brass candle scissors.

"Quanzhong." Jiang Chen spread the law code in front of everyone.

【Ajiu】

【#1 Ajiu cherishes talent, pities him and kills him】

【#2 Ajiu is merciful, even take and release the murder knife】

【#3 Ajiu is proud, only lends a helping hand to those she favors】

"I think—" Peng Peng pointed to the stool, "Qianwu may be the creator of the nerves, no, he may be the body of the nerves, and the transformation hides among us to watch jokes."

Qian Wu laughed softly, and reached out to take the small wine jar stuffed next to it, "It's what you say."

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and pressed on the altar stopper, "It's almost done, the insomnia has been cured, and the problem of alcoholism has not changed."

Qian Wu raised his eyebrows, "Who told Lord Fa today that a stinky painter like me doesn't listen, and the more I control, the easier it is to rebel?"

Jiang Chen sighed softly and withdrew his hand, with indulgent helplessness in his expression, "I didn't say today that you are a bad painter."

"Some words, once I hear them, I will remember them forever." Qian Wu sneered, poured himself half a glass, and offered it to Jiang Chen, "Do you want it?"

There seemed to be a heartbeat in Jiang Chen's eyes, but he finally restrained himself from shaking his head, "There must be someone sober tonight."

Zhong Liye stood up and said, "It's late at night, let's go back, we'll all come out to gather after midnight."

"Don't make too much noise." Jiang Chen thought for a while, then tapped his fingers on the table, "Zhongli is going to act together with us, Qu Ying is watching the movements of other players, Peng Peng, keep an eye on Master Fa, don't let him come out to play tricks in the middle of the night .”

"Okay." Peng Peng stood up following Zhong Liye, turned around and walked two steps towards the door, then turned his head, and said to Qianwu, "Before you go to bed, you tie the auspicious plaque on your wrist, do you hear me?"

Hearing this, Qianwu remembered that there was still such a thing, lowered his head and patted on his body, took out the small card, and waved it around twice with his fingertips.

"Worry about yourself." Qianwu said to him with a smile, "Wash your face well before going to bed, and be careful not to rub your blush on the pillow."

"..."

Peng Peng turned away cursing, Qu Ying and Zhong Liye followed behind with a smile.

After everyone left, Qianwu lay on the table and looked at the night sky outside the window. After a while, he opened his mouth and let out a drunken belch.

"..." Jiang Chen's voice was gentle and helpless, "What's the matter with you, you suddenly started drinking? You haven't figured out Ah Jiu's story yet, so substitute it in advance?"

"No." Qianwu's voice was very soft, his throat was limp after drinking, and there was even a hint of hoarseness.

He looked at the moon outside the window, and suddenly moved back after a while, looking into Jiang Chen's eyes.

"You knew about that at the time." He said firmly in a low voice.

Jiang Chen paused for cleaning up the scattered wine glasses and jars on the table, then continued to clean up, looked down at the table and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"Don't pretend." Qianwu frowned lightly, sighed with alcohol, "The first small touring art exhibition in my life was smashed in England."

Jiang Chen froze his wrist, put down his wine glass after a while, and said in a low voice: "You are full of drunken talk, go to bed quickly."

As he spoke, he got up and went to the bathroom, but Qianwu said to his back: "Do you think that the understanding of a person can also disappear with a breakup?"

"I have been with you since I was ten years old. Don't talk about breaking up for three years, even if you have changed a lot in 30 years, I can know what you are thinking." Qianwu blew on his forehead drunkenly. "If it's the first time you've heard about that incident today, it's impossible for you to react in such a calm and breezy way. To perfuse me with pretentious and perfunctory remarks about the banquet lady can only show that you are guilty."

Jiang Chen stopped with his back facing him.

"That night at England Bar, did you call Biro?" Qianwu continued to ask.

Jiang Chen turned his head, the pair of black eyes waiting behind seemed to be blurred by drunkenness, but they were so clear that it made one's heart soften.

"It's me." He finally lost the battle, sighed silently, and said, "I had a dinner party that day, and I encountered that incident on the road, so I couldn't leave, so I had to ask Biro to look for you on the street for me. .”

"Still lying." Qianwu smiled helplessly, "I still remember that night when I was so drunk on the table at the bar, I always felt so drunk that I saw you, and I thought it was an illusion at the time."

Jiang Chen was speechless, Qian Wu stood up slowly with drunkenness, and walked forward.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Chen finally lowered his eyes and said: "Yes, I found Biro, and I also watched you in the bar for a while, I was really worried... But you don't have to worry too much, I have never seen you in a mess The meaning of the joke."

"I know." Qianwu looked up at him.

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time, breaking the silence, "Then..."

"Suddenly I really want to kiss you." Qianwu said.

Jiang Chen was startled, "What..."

"Just once. No, just once tentatively. I can't help but talk about it later."

The drunk painter indulged himself and stretched his arms around the back of his ex-lover's neck, leaned forward with the smell of alcohol, and pressed lightly on his lips.It was a touch away, just a millimeter away, but couldn't help but press it again, and bit that lip again.

After a long time, Qianwu pushed him away, rested his forehead on his collarbone, and took a deep breath of alcohol on his chest.

"Just once tentatively, I can't help but talk about it later." Jiang Chen said in a low voice, "

Do you know how inhuman that sounds to you? "

Qianwu laughed, "Indeed. But it's okay, after all, being with an ex-lover doesn't seem to require so many moral pretense."

Jiang Chen didn't say a word, and after a while, he put his hand around his head and rubbed it gently.

"Nerves are the abyss." He buried his head in Jiang Chen's chest and murmured, "I already had a premonition that I stepped on it with one foot."

There was still a trace of pain on Jiang Chen's lips. After a long time, the young commander raised his hand and gently pressed his fingers against the kissed place.

"If I were the abyss." He whispered: "Whether here or outside, I am willing to sink with you."

Qianwu buried his face in his chest and hissed, raised his head after a while, his forehead was a little red, his black eyes were as clear as water, and his red lips were a little clear.

"I'm going to sleep." He pushed Jiang Chen, "There's still a while before the ion time, I'll take a rest first."

"Okay." Jiang Chen picked up the windbreaker that was put aside, "I've been outside."

"Whatever you want." Qianwu said, "Leave the windbreaker."

As soon as midnight came, Qianwu, lying on the bed covered with a windbreaker and resting his mind, clearly felt that his consciousness was vague and lax.

The phonograph on the bedside table suddenly started working again, playing Ah Jiu's singing. After a long time, he struggled to wake up.

It was still the same stage, but Ah Jiu faced him this time with a calm and empty expression. After a long time, she raised her hand to cover the bright red on her neck.

"It hurts." Qian Wu said in a low voice: "The diva whose throat was gouged out is like if I cut off my own hand yesterday—"

Ah Jiu suddenly said, "If you are painting for yourself, keep it."

Qianwu listened carefully to her voice, it seemed to be a stolen voice, or she had a player in her mouth, which was a strong dissonance with her personality.

"I was stabbed by someone who liked me." Qianwu smiled lightly, "They smashed the paintings I have accumulated for more than ten years, which is like cutting off half of my hand. After that, I never I don’t care about the so-called admirers, whether to paint or not is my own business, and has nothing to do with the viewers.”

There was no sound on the stage, Qianwu looked up, Ah Jiu was looking at him with a gentle smile.

She is really a woman who can amaze the times, even if her youth is destroyed, she is still shining brightly just standing there.Even if it's just a ghost, it still retains the tenderness it had when it was alive.

"By the way, I have something for you." Qianwu took out the collar button from his pocket and handed it over.

The moment their eyes met, Ah Jiu's body suddenly trembled.The collar button suddenly disappeared in Qianwu's hands, and in the next second, it appeared in Ah Jiu's hands.

She held her collar button close to her and watched Mo Shu carefully, with tears streaming down her face.

"Show me the Nine Chapters of Lovely Sing, on September [-]th, I want to perform on stage." Qian Wu said suddenly.

Ah Jiu raised her head when she heard the words, "Why?"

"Let happiness return to Qujing." Qianwu said, a look of contempt suddenly appeared in his eyes, he looked at Ah Jiu and said: "When a person dies and his sins are paid off, he will naturally be happy."

As the voice fell, Ah Jiu's expression suddenly became serious, and Qianwu raised his lips and smiled lightly, "If I guessed correctly, Jiuhuiyan was originally a work of gratitude for you at that time. After becoming a ghost, this song became a curse. Those who longed for People who hear this song and get rid of their sins don't know that on September [-]th, those who hear this performance will die instead."

Ah Jiu suddenly walked towards him, he stood in place, the female ghost approached with a cold breath, making false gestures in the air, Qianwu stretched out his hand unconsciously following her movements, and spread out his palms.

Ah Jiu put the collar button back into his palm, and said coldly, "I don't like to owe people."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly stretched out her hand and gave Qianwu a hard push on the shoulder.

With this push, while the body fell backwards, the consciousness seemed to drift away again.

The sound of the phonograph sounded again, and Qianwu suddenly felt the buttons on Jiang Chen's windbreaker, and he realized that he had returned to the room just like that.

However, he seemed to be unable to open his eyes and was very sleepy, so he turned over and continued to sleep.

Fragmented dreams gradually emerged.

The woman in the red cheongsam took off her makeup in the background and stepped into the car.The little girl followed her, holding for her the flowers, snacks and jewelry sent by the audience today.The car drove through the streets and alleys of Qujing, and she smiled brightly behind the window and waved goodbye to them.

A few months before her birthday, she stopped performing and devoted herself to writing lyrics and music.This is the ninth year she has been in Qujing. Her birthday is on September [-]th. When she first came to Qujing, she gave herself the stage name Ah Jiu.She sat at the table and thought for a long time, and named the new song "Jiuhuiyan".

The boss Fa Ye suddenly came to her one afternoon and told her a lot about the selection of other stars, hoping that she would vote together.He said that she has been nine years old, and now she is nearly [-] years old, and it is time to plan to retire from the stage life in a few years.She flatly vetoed it, saying she would sing until the day the last audience left.

That night, she drank a lot of wine, and when she was in a daze, Fa Ye broke into her room.

She asked the doctor to abort the child for her, but Master Fa refused.Master Fat prohibited her from having any private contact with the doctor, and once again asked her to gradually withdraw from the stage, to be the wife of the boss with peace of mind, and to support future generations before quitting.She once again rejected Master Fa's request, and went back to sing a few times like a demonstration. The applause and cheers remained the same, and the love of Qujing people for her seemed to never fade.

On September [-]th, she was four months pregnant, and she looked slightly pregnant in the cheongsam.She wore a gown over the cheongsam, hoping to confess to her beloved audience after the performance.She is too obsessed with her acting career, and her attitude towards these things is almost indifferent.She even thought that if Master Fa insisted on having this child, she would give it to him and she could continue to sing for the audience who loved her.

On her birthday, she did not choose a car as usual, but took a rickshaw around the city for half a circle.The accident happened very suddenly. The people on the street were not cheering enthusiastically like in the past. They looked at her with cruelty and contempt. Someone shouted in the crowd, "Ah Jiu, take off your coat and let us see her." Your stomach!"

She turned her head in panic, but she couldn't find the person who yelled this.But one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and doubts followed.

"It turns out that you have been committing adultery for so long, why didn't you behave yourself!"

"We love you so much, but you do such ugly things!"

"Get off your hands! Let's see your big belly!"

"We thought you didn't come out to perform because you wanted to write songs for us, but it turned out that you secretly gave birth to a man!"

"You are old, even if you don't go on stage, why would you do such a thing!"

"You let us down so much!"

"So disappointed! You don't deserve Qu Jing's love!"

The crowd became more and more excited, rushing towards the frail and flimsy rickshaw from all directions.The driver suddenly stopped in his tracks, stopped in the middle of the crowd, turned to her and said, "Master Fa asked me to convey it."

"What?" Ah Jiu looked at him in horror.

The coachman said with a blank expression: "Everything you have is given by him, and it is all alms from Qu Jing. I don't know how the heavens are high and the earth is thick, and you deserve to be here today."

Then, the coachman put down his handle and turned to walk into the crowd.Those fanatical audiences who admired her in the past came up and surrounded her. They tore off her dress, splashed dirt on her face and into her eyes.Anger spread in the crowd like a plague beast. Those people screamed and were dominated by inexplicable anger, and it intensified. Finally, someone pulled out a knife and screamed to kill this ruthless woman. They held her down and cut her open. throat, forever robbing her of the ability to sing.

The peerless singer, her nine-year youth, abruptly ended in a street riot.

She didn't get on stage to sing that loving song, she was ruined by her beloved audience.

In his dream, Qianwu squeezed hard into the crowd, trying to get in the middle and grab Ah Jiu's hand and bring her out.But more and more people surrounded that street. He had never seen so many people, and the whole Qujing was surrounded by indifference. He saw her completely destroyed in the middle.

"Qianwu..."

A hand gently stroked his face, his consciousness suddenly pulled away, and he slowly opened his eyes while shivering.

The stage was empty, Zhong Liye stood under the stage holding the phonograph, Jiang Chen squatted beside him, patted his cheek lightly, and said with a sigh of relief: "I'm awake."

"Where is Ah Jiu!" Qian Wu sat up all of a sudden, looked around, "How is she?!"

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, "Ah Jiu? We don't know, only you can see her, we just follow you."

"I..." Qianwu lowered his head subconsciously, he was still wrapped in Jiang Chen's windbreaker, and fell down on the stage.

"You are the same as yesterday. You sleepwalked out of the room after midnight, came all the way to this stage, and then stood on the stage and continued to mutter, but today you have no intention of hurting yourself." Jiang Chen stroked his hair ,"how's it going?"

Qian Wu was speechless.His heart was beating very fast, and the great fear lingered in his heart for a long time. He lowered his head and covered his forehead, and could almost still feel Ah Jiu's despair.

"What is in your hand?" Jiang Chen asked suddenly.

Only then did Qianwu feel that there seemed to be a layer between the palm and the forehead.He was in a daze, and suddenly remembered the collar button Ah Jiu gave him back, so he raised his head and looked at his hand.

A ballot was quietly stuck in the palm of his hand, soft and delicate to the touch, like the skin of a diva.There are two lines of small bright red characters written on it.

Love me with falsehood, destroy me with falsehood.

Qu Jing Ah Jiu.

The author has something to say: Congratulations to the player for getting the clearance item.

The little nerve slapped the floor in boredom.

It's so hot, turn on the air conditioner!