You let go of the biggest boss

"What else did her father say?"

The agent thought for a while, and said, "I didn't seem to say anything. I just hope you can go there. Oh, are you going?"

Sheng Yu said, "You don't want me to go."

The agent paused as he was packing up the takeout. He looked at Sheng Yu cautiously and said, "It's not that I don't want it. It's just that everyone you know in the dungeon...I haven't asked yet, what's the situation with that Zuo?" , are you familiar with him?"

Sheng Yu said, "It's okay."

If you really want to say that you are very familiar with Zuo Zicheng, that's not enough.But at any rate, it is a friendship of common adversity, and it cannot be said that they are completely unfamiliar.

The agent said worriedly: "He is now a popular resident, and his Weibo hit rate in the past five days has been unmatched by everyone. I heard that someone seems to have found his house and splashed red paint outside his door, but he Probably not at home. If you are really as familiar with him, then stay away as soon as possible, the group of ghost kings can't be provoked, we can hide, don't follow along."

Sheng Yu: "..."

He's kind of funny.If the manager knew that he was also a member of the ghost king camp, his jaw would probably drop.Then shed tears in his room for three days and three nights, like mourning.

There are still two days before entering the new dungeon. After thinking about it, Sheng Yu still took care of the manager's emotions and didn't plan to talk about it for the time being.

He turned and said, "Which floor are you on now?"

The manager blushed and said, "Why are you asking this!"

Sheng Yu said, "The fourth floor?"

The manager still blushed and had a thick neck, and did not speak.

Sheng Yu raised his eyebrows, a little shocked: "You are still on the first floor, aren't you?"

The agent said angrily: "You look down on me too much, I'm on the second floor now! It's been a long way to go up a floor, you think everyone is like you, and you took a bazooka. I know what netizens say about you Well, they say you don't call it climbing stairs, it's called flying, flying!"

In the past few days, the manager is always worried about the confirmation of the previous risk assessment, so he checks it on Weibo every now and then.I run to the company every day, wanting to see the faces of the people above the company.

I thought that if I exposed my strength, the artists I had brought for ten years would be mobilized and attacked. Who knew that whether it was watching Weibo or going to the company, the manager felt like he was hit by an easter egg.

Not only was he not scolded, but he was also praised everywhere!

Seeing Sheng Yu's face full of distrust, the manager hurriedly took out his mobile phone and said, "Don't believe me, I'm not trying to comfort you."

Sheng Yu's expression tightened: "Just say it, don't read the comments."

In order to maintain a good attitude, the company advised him not to look at the wind direction on the Internet.When he was harassed by the Internet a few years ago, even his mobile phone was confiscated, and he lived like a savage out of date.In the past five days, he rarely opened Weibo, so he only heard from his agent that he had whitewashed his IQ Waterloo reputation, and he really didn't know the exact situation.

Under his strong restraint, the manager still read Weibo comments tenaciously. Maybe he might not be able to smile so happily when he got married: "Hey, you are on the trending search again!"

Sheng Yu: "..."

The agent clicked in and continued to read Weibo comments excitedly.

"I was at the scene! I really saw it! My brother destroyed the altar of the gods, and then blew up the cafeteria! My God, you really can't believe it!!!"

"The party in the swimming pool is really amazing. I didn't have any feelings for Sheng Yu before, but that dungeon is really terrifying. Those dolls have big eyeballs, black and bright, and they can be said to be the shadow of my life. At that time, I was just across from the swimming pool, and I almost watched Sheng Yu climbing up the stairs in the swimming pool. My doll still smiled and said in my ear: You can climb too. How is it possible? Far... Well, if there was no escape room variety show, I would definitely follow Sheng Yu and enter the swimming pool. Maybe I'm not on the fifth floor now, and I'll be in the Silver Realm in the morning."

"Escape room editing team! Come out, don't play dead!!"

"I've been a fan of Yuyu for ten years. To be honest, last week when a few people vaguely said that Yuyu was strong, I still didn't believe it. I felt that the company was an old hermaphrodite, and even bought a navy at this time. Who Knowing that a week has passed, I have been completely fucking slapped in the face. What netizens said last week is actually true, why am I so happy when I was slapped in the face..."

Sheng Yu felt that the comments related to the dungeon were not bad, and he was very happy to hear them.Looking up, the manager raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face suddenly deepened, it was obvious that he was going to do something bad.

Sheng Yu immediately went to grab his cell phone, and scolded with a smile: "Stop it. Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed at you on the first floor!"

The manager dodged and said, "How can that be done? There were so many people who sent notices to bully your IQ, but now they have all been found out. You are all fucking digging your own grave hahahahahahaha..."

He continued to read:

"Brother is a star that fell from the sky, we in the mortal world want to reach out to pick it up, to feel the beauty of the stars~"

"What Yuyu has is a vast and beautiful future. He can go south, north, west or east. But we, one and only, only want to go to him."

"I was fortunate enough to look at each other with Sheng Yu. In the crowd of countless people, he looked back and smiled at me. At that moment, I saw the brilliance of the stars and the romance of the universe. I tossed and turned every night and kept thinking about it. That look, I didn't realize until later that the stars are bright and the universe is romantic, nothing compares to his light smile."

"..."

The manager looked at Sheng Yu and shivered with aversion: "Fans are all talented people, and I can squeeze out four rooms and one living room with my five toes."

"So why do you want to read it?" Sheng Yu looked at him funny and said, "They also like me. I don't know how happy I am when I write these things. You don't know that the older you are, the less ability to feel happiness Well, if they are happy, then I am also happy."

The agent said: "Since you are happy, I will continue reading."

Sheng Yu got up immediately, and ran towards the room as if fleeing, covering her ears seriously while running.The manager yelled amusedly: "Didn't you say you're not embarrassed? Then why are you shy!"

"I'm not shy, I'm a strategic shift!!!"

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Soon it was the last day before entering the dungeon.

There are few people on the street. It seems that everyone cherishes the beauty of the real world. When they think that they will face terror again tomorrow night, they have no intention of having fun and just want to hide at home.

This has led to the usual traffic congestion, and the capital's wide and narrow avenues, which can be blocked at any time, are now unimpeded.However, when the car passed the Kuanzhai Avenue and drove forward for a certain distance, Sheng Yu was still stuck in a traffic jam.

The manager honked the horn irritably: "We specially waited for the funeral to come to the end, why are there still so many people?"

Sheng Yu said: "It is normal for social events to have a large number of people."

Next to the driveway is the sidewalk. There are many people on the road, all wearing black clothes.Looking at it from a distance, it was very dark and oppressive.Those people were all wearing masks, and some were holding banners saying, 'Please give Ms. Liao justice'.

After watching for a while, seeing the severe traffic jam, Sheng Yu lowered the brim of his hat and raised his black mask: "I'll go there by myself, it's only a 10-minute walk."

The agent said worriedly, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Sheng Yu shook his head and said, "Will you go with me and leave the car on the driveway to make the traffic jam worse?"

Manager: "...Then go and come back quickly."

Along the way, Sheng Yu kept lowering the brim of his hat, and at the end he could hardly see the road clearly. There were still young men and women around who seemed to recognize him, and wanted to speak nervously.But perhaps because of the occasion, they considered it again and again, but they still didn't go forward.

Liao Yimei's funeral is located at a four-way intersection, where traffic is not allowed to pass, so she can only walk by foot.At this time, the night was dark, Sheng Yu followed the flow of people, and found the wrong entrance several times, and went around for nearly half an hour before finding the correct entrance.

There are many people here too.

Passers-by holding placards to beg for justice, and all kinds of onlookers.This is the only way to get in, so there are many photographers with cameras and reporters with microphones.

When I got close, I could see a girl wearing a mask choking in front of the camera: "I may have some empathy. I will not be afraid when facing ghosts or even gods. But sometimes when facing teammates, I will I feel very scared. I don’t know them, and I don’t know their character. Many times I was injured not because of ghosts and gods, but because of the betrayal of human teammates.”

Sheng Yu passed behind the camera, and the reporter could still be heard asking, "What do you think about this incident?"

"Of course it is to seek justice! Isn't this intentional killing? Why would he be punished for doing such a thing in the real world, and would be wiped away lightly on the 21st floor! Liu Weijie must get the punishment he deserves, otherwise You can't convince people because of emotion and reason!"

As soon as he approached the entrance, the cameras all turned around, and Sheng Yu felt that there were many people looking in this direction from behind.He quickly pulled down his mask at the guard and slipped in.

There are still many people whispering in doubt outside the glass turnstile.

"Didn't you say that you can only enter with an invitation letter?"

"Looking at the back, it looks familiar. Could it be Sheng Yu? Didn't the Internet say that he has a good relationship with Ms. Liao?"

"Damn it, it seems like you're saying it like that!"

Sheng Yu couldn't feel how surprised these people were.As soon as he entered this building, he was enveloped in a cool air, and the chill went from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

After walking for a while, Sheng Yu turned his eyes slightly backwards, and glanced behind him with the help of the reflection from the corridor glass.

A man was following him.

If he hadn't been on the 21st floor, Sheng Yu might not have noticed that he was being followed.But after many copies of life and death experience, if he can't even be found by being followed, then he doesn't have to continue climbing the stairs later, and he probably will return to the west in a short time.

Going around the long corridor, the more you go to the third floor where the funeral is, the fewer and fewer people are in the corridor.

When passing through a certain safe passage, Sheng Yu's heartbeat inevitably accelerated, but his expression remained normal.He casually walked into the safe passage and disappeared behind the door.

He seemed to be in a hurry to follow the man, worried that he would lose face, trotted all the way to the safe passage, and was about to rush up the stairs with the door open.Before he could carry out this action, he was tripped by a person behind the door, crossed his hands behind him, and pressed down hard to the ground.

Sheng Yu's eyes were cold, and he shouted in a low voice: "Who are you? What are you doing with me, be honest, or I will call the police."

"Wait, wait, don't call the police!"

The man screamed in pain, and shouted in a panic: "Oh my god, you don't know me anymore? Take a closer look at who I am!"

Sheng Yu really looked at it carefully.

This person... is too tight.

Hats, masks, glasses, and even scarves, hardly an inch of skin is "exposed" to the air from head to toe.Just by looking, even if Sheng Yu has a clairvoyant eye, he may not be able to recognize it.

But the sound is still audible.

Sheng Yu said helplessly: "Zuo Zicheng? Why are you sneaking around with me? I almost thought you were an illegitimate fan."

Zuo Zicheng said airily: "Can you let go of your hand before reminiscing about the old days, it hurts like hell, I almost twisted and broke my arm by you."

Sheng Yu quickly let go and pulled Zuo Zicheng up.

The two sat side by side on the steps, Zuo Zicheng took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, lit the cigarette and took a puff, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Would you like one? Good cigarettes, if it weren't for special circumstances, Sitting next to me is the Heavenly King, and I will not disperse the smoke."

The situation is indeed quite special.

The upper floor is the cold body of the colleague, and the lower floor is filled with smoke, so that people can't open their eyes because of the choking.

Sheng Yu shook his head: "I don't smoke."

"I don't know how to appreciate."

Zuo Zicheng didn't force it, he finished smoking the cigarette by himself, and put it out, "I quit smoking for a long time, this time I really couldn't hold back. I went up once before you came, afraid of being recognized, I also I didn't stay for too long. I really didn't expect that the seven ghost kings are all men... that's what it means."

Sheng Yu was silent for a while, and asked, "Did you see the other two people up there?"

"The fat man didn't seem to come at all. Anyway, I didn't see him. Maybe he came in the morning and left again."

Zuo Zicheng lit another cigarette and said, "Is there another one you mentioned, Mr. Fu? If it's him, then he can't come."

Sheng Yu gave an 'hmm' and looked at Zuo Zicheng with doubts.

The latter sighed and said: "He is one of the only ghost kings who revealed his identity in the human camp, and he lives in the big villa area. Now their area is crowded with many people, and the network cables have been pinched by someone. I can’t get out. Speaking of it, I’m also responsible for him, but I still have to be thankful, fortunately, I ran away as soon as the copy came out, and I didn’t dare to stay at home, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to come now.”

Sheng Yu was dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly understood why Fu Liye couldn't be contacted, and the network cables were all cut, which was too miserable.

While thinking, Zuo Zicheng said: "Liao Yimei's wave is a bit strong, and it directly caused a sensation in the United Nations. Their company went public this week, and many people are applying for preferential treatment for the children of martyrs for her father. When I went up just now, her father I was still chatting and laughing with people at the funeral, I don’t feel sad at all. It’s strange that his wife and daughter have all passed away, and he still has time to eat, drink, and work.”

When he said this, Zuo Zicheng was obviously a little dissatisfied, as if he was complaining to Liao Yimei.

Sheng Yu said: "Why do people feel sad in front of your eyes when they are sad. Maybe when there is no one... Forget it, let's stop talking about these things behind our backs, the left and right are not the parties."

Zuo Zicheng was surprised: "We are not the parties involved. If Liao Yimei hears this, no matter how strong she is, she will have to suffer a little bit. She has gone through so much life and death. I haven't asked yet. Is it true, that guy Liu Weijie?"

"Basically true."

What Sheng Yu meant was that Liao Yimei's father had been with her for so many years, and they only spent so much time together, it was inappropriate to talk about other people's family members behind their backs, but he didn't bother to explain.

Instead, he said, "I haven't asked yet. What happened to your Drum Bridge dungeon, you ran to a safe place by yourself, so what can you do to get everyone out of here?"

Mentioning this, Zuo Zicheng was a little annoyed: "I was tricked by Weng Bushun."

Sheng Yu glanced at him and said, "You and Weng Bushun are facing each other? How about it, is it an enemy or a friend?"

Zuo Zicheng said, "He's a lunatic!"

"..."

This evaluation is really unexpected and reasonable.

Before Sheng Yu asked, Zuo Zicheng had a lot of things to say, "You should know the basic situation of that dungeon. I didn't know until now that I have been eating melons on the Internet, and it is very likely that all I eat are Fake melons. It’s like all the drumbeat bridges on the Internet are wrong, they don’t know what happened at the time.”

"I reached a safe place. Do you know why my place is safe? Because no matter which button I press, I will be fine, but I have to press, otherwise I will fall when the drumbeat ends , was killed by the gods."

"Weng Bushun is also a ruthless person. I wonder if I had a grudge against him in my previous life. He even divided the ghosts and players into the left and right ends of the bridge. Press the left and the ghost will fall, press the right and the player will fall , This is to "force" me to choose between ghosts and players. The drums are getting more and more urgent, and both sides are crying. I was also anxious at the time, so anxious that my legs were shaking. When the last drum beat , I finally made a choice."

Sheng Yu said clearly: "You choose to let the player die."

Zuo Zicheng shook his head and said, "If I really make this choice, it has nothing to do with Weng Bushun. Even if I face scolding when I come out, I will never regret it. To be honest, I really thought about killing the players and protecting the ghosts." .Because before reaching a safe place, I have fought against people seven times in total. During these seven times, the opponent chose to press the button every time. You also know that if neither side presses the button, both sides can survive. But Every time, without exception, it was always my side that fell. If it weren't for a little life-saving means, I would have been killed by the gods in that copy."

Speaking of this, Zuo Zicheng had perfectly digested the original anger, and his tone finally calmed down: "I chose the left side, to save the players."

Sheng Yu was taken aback: "But the ones who fell were also players."

Zuo Zicheng said: "At the beginning, Weng Bushun told me that whichever button I press will fall down. I didn't doubt it. I didn't realize which button I pressed after I made my own choice. , whichever side can be kept, the other side will fall. He lied to me."

Sheng Yu: "..."

His brain reacted quickly and he understood immediately.

Weng Bushun's move... is really poisonous!

What Zuo Zicheng chose to give up was the ghosts, but in the end he unintentionally harmed the players. The worst thing is that Weng Bushun saved those people.This caused Zuo Zicheng to be separated from ghosts on the 21st floor. In the real world, Zuo Zicheng was spurned by humans.

Neither side pleases, neither side is human.

Sheng Yu said, "Then you think he is an enemy or a friend."

Zuo Zicheng wiped his face and said weakly: "Maybe you misunderstood. I just said he was a lunatic. I was not scolding him. I was stating the facts. He didn't kill me because I had a grudge against him, but because, He just wants to harm me, he is such a person. No, it should be said that he is such a god."

Seeing Sheng Yu pondering, he continued: "I think I might want to remind you that I should be able to go upstairs in this dungeon, but I'm not sure about your side. But the chances of us encountering each other are relatively small. If you're still with Fatty and Mr. Fu, I reckon he'll have to go to your dungeon this time, because there are so many ghost kings and it's very lively."

Sheng Yu said, "Fatty can't get promoted."

Zuo Zicheng was stunned: "Huh?"

Sheng Yu said, "He didn't climb the stairs at that time."

Zuo Zicheng let out a 'ha': "That's terrible. Tomorrow it is very likely that you and Mr. Fu will have one dungeon, and Fatty and I will have two dungeons alone. Either he or I will meet the King of Jealousy, and we will get two dungeons of ghost kings together." Human head, that will definitely attract Weng Bushun. After all, weng Bushun should not be happy to see the reincarnation of the boss ten thousand years ago, and the person who stole his things ten thousand years ago."

Sheng Yu felt a little ashamed when he heard 'the person who stole his own things'.

In fact, it is useless to guess now, maybe Zuo Zicheng will be promoted, he and Fu Liye will also be promoted, and the three of them will be promoted to the same floor and in the same instance.It’s also possible that they thought they could go up the building, but they were actually standing still. Maybe everyone bumped into each other and wandered around on the eighth floor.

When thinking about this, Zuo Zicheng was also rambling.

"The King of Jealousy hasn't appeared yet. I thought I could hide, but now the whole world knows that I am the King of Ghosts, but he hasn't appeared yet." After making complaints, he continued: "By the way, why didn't the fat man show up?" Successfully climbed the stairs?"

Sheng Yu thought for a few seconds, the matter was too complicated, and finally he could only say: "Maybe he wants to spend more time with Liao Yimei."

"..."

Zuo Zicheng's eyes were reddish, he shook his head and put those children's love behind him, and asked very realistically: "Something happened to Liao Yimei, what about her lazy throne? Should we wait for the new king to be born?" Right? I have to wait until she grows up, so she will have to wait 20 years."

There was the sound of mourning and music from the top of the stairs, followed by the crying spirit, a burst of small whispers, which sounded sad and mournful.

Sheng Yu remained silent, and Zuo Zicheng also remained silent.After the two of them listened to the sad song quietly, Sheng Yu said: "You are not here this time, so there are too many things missing."

He explained the soul imprint and ghost king disqualification to Zuo Zicheng, and said: "Maybe Liao Yimei was the lazy king in the previous life, so the card in this life will choose her. After her death, the card will consciously choose a new one." Master, it’s not a forcible plunder, so I guess that this new lazy king may have sat in this position in his previous life. I just don’t know if he is the later plunderer or the original heir to the throne.”

Zuo Zicheng sorted out the huge amount of information and said, "It doesn't matter who he was at the beginning, I just want to know who the lazy one is now."

"It's Sheng Dongli."

"Sheng...'fuck', isn't this your brother?!"

"Ah."

This time Zuo Zicheng's expression was blank for a long time, he got up suddenly, walked back and forth, frowning and muttering for a long time.Against the background of mourning and joy, others could not hear what he was saying clearly.

After a full minute, he sat down again, and said with a serious expression he had never seen before, "I thought of one thing. Don't feel bad when you hear it. This is just my guess."

Sheng Yu paused slightly, and said, "What's the matter?"

Zuo Zicheng said: "You said that the ghost king is disqualified. Liao Yimei can't be disqualified because of being too hardworking. Think about it, your brother is not lazy. Putting aside the magical principles of the past and present, the two of them The only thing they have in common is that they are lazy to survive. Liao Yimei wants to live now, so she is disqualified."

Sheng Yu's complexion changed: "You mean..."

"You understand what I mean. Disqualified for the throne, the card will not recognize the king. Once the card is all black, the owner of the card will definitely die. How about not being disqualified? Of course it is a good thing for our other six ghost kings, But for laziness, not being disqualified is equivalent to wanting to die all the time, maybe one day you can't think about it, and you choose to leave."

Speaking of this, the expression on Zuo Zicheng's face changed from seriousness to pity: "So this is a high-risk card. As long as you get it, the end of that person is already doomed, and it must... end tragically."