Lao Gong begs you not to seek death

Lin Yusheng's pupils shrank when he heard the words, as if remembering something extremely terrifying, he murmured: "You... say it again..."

The little ghost didn't answer him, but grabbed the persimmon not far away, and stuffed it into his mouth. The sound of "guji guji" came, and Lin Yusheng was furious. He turned around and squeezed his shoulders tightly. With a fierce look, "Is it you!"

The little ghost hadn't finished eating the food in his mouth, so he muttered an "ah" back.

Lin Yusheng swung his right fist vigorously, and with a "bang", he sent him flying to the top of the stairs. Wang An's body obviously couldn't bear it, his back collided heavily with the stairs, and the unswallowed food suddenly overflowed. Wet the skirt of his chest, at first glance he looked like a drunkard foaming at the mouth.

Lin Yusheng's jaw was clenched, and a line of red marks appeared on the bones of his fist. He felt a burst of burning pain, but he didn't notice it. He took a step forward and lifted his collar involuntarily, "I asked if it was You! Did you kill grandma!"

The little ghost hurriedly picked up the spit out food, stuffed it into his mouth again, and muttered: "The rule of the game is to guess the number of people, and you are not asked to guess the number."

The veins on Lin Yusheng's forehead jumped out one by one, "I want you to answer me!"

The little ghost said irritably: "The rules of the game are the rules of the game. If you guess correctly, just say, don't give me these moths."

Lin Yusheng pinched his clothes to the point of tearing them apart, and stared fiercely at him for a while, finally let go, took out a dart swiftly, and stabbed fiercely at the black spot on his neck.

The part that belonged to the mortal body suddenly gushed bright red. Without blinking an eye, Lin Yusheng stretched out his hand, pulled out a dart and stabbed him again, "Whoever kills grandma will die!"

The tip of a dart is a little thicker than the tip of a needle, and it is definitely a sharp weapon for hurting others and yourself.

Wang An's eyes gradually darkened, and a drop of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Lin Yusheng pushed him away, stood up and took a few breaths, "How about it, it's time to be out of your wits now."

However, the little ghost shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and got up staggeringly. The blood dripped on the ground like a fresh spring, ticking and spreading on the edge of the steps. Wang An's face became paler, but the little ghost forcibly pulled out a strange Coordinating smiles, "Sorry, not seven."

The bloody dart in his hand disappeared with a "bang", Lin Yusheng's eyes widened suddenly, he took out a second dart, and shot it towards his forehead.

The little ghost tilted his head slightly, and easily avoided it.

Lin Yusheng put on a lifeless face, "You can hide without telling me."

There was another "bang", and the missed dart turned into a cloud of air and disappeared.

Lin Yusheng still has one dart left, but he still has two targets. If he is unlucky and misses it or guesses wrong, let alone saving people, he himself will be like a bodhisattva crossing the river.

As soon as he had this idea, the kid raised his dart unsteadily, "Not only can I hide, but you can too." As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yusheng suddenly felt a sharp wind cutting towards him. Unclear, he had to rely on instinct to hide to the side, but he only moved a step, and saw that the clothes around his waist were torn, and a ball of blood oozes from the skin inside, staining the sides red.

"Boom."

The dart disappears.

The little ghost resentfully said: "It's not thirty, I guessed wrong."

Lin Yusheng smiled and approached him step by step, "Maybe I saved 29 people, who knows."

The kid was taken aback after hearing this, "29?"

Lin Yusheng waved his hand, "Ghost knows if your numbers in this game are accurate."

"It seems you haven't figured it out yet."

"?"

The kid took out the second dart and shook it in front of him, "This thing will disappear if you guess wrong, and it will not disappear if you guess wrong. The rules of the game are absolute. If there is a negative, there will be positive. You can't play tricks under the rules."

It means that the question and the answer can correspond, not that it is made up.

"Okay, let me be rude, okay?" Lin Yusheng silently reached into his pocket, touched the dart, and prepared for the next attack. At this moment, the kid suddenly turned around and jumped, and pushed open the door leading to the rooftop with a "squeak" The iron gate, the whole person rushed up like a falcon, and fled without a trace in a blink of an eye.

There was a clanging sound of the iron door, Lin Yusheng clicked his tongue, and strode after him.

He took a big stride, and a sharp blade flew at him with a "swoosh". Fortunately, he felt the murderous aura the moment he entered, and he turned to the right side and fell over, rolling around several times.

It still couldn't avoid a slanted wound next to the arm.

"Boom", the dart disappeared.

Immediately, the brat sighed, "Why is twenty wrong? Lin Yu, are you a 'God-given Yin-Yang pupil'?"

Lin Yusheng immediately slapped the ground and "bounced" himself up, "I don't change my name if I want to sit down! My surname is Lin and my name is Yusheng! You fucking read all the words for me!"

"Lin Yu is Lin Yu. Where did Lin Yusheng come from?" The little ghost took out the third dart in the next second, and aimed his eyes at his neck. Lin Yusheng almost yelled out the words "you cheated".

But he thought about it, and then said: "If you are still alive, I must teach you how to talk to adults. First of all, it is basic to pronounce the name correctly..."

It's a pity that the kid didn't wait for him to finish his sentence, his complexion sank, like a dog baring its teeth, it instantly showed its most fierce side, rushed over and threw him to the ground, raised the flying dart, and stabbed it at the fair neck .

Lin Yusheng knew that this time it must be the correct answer, and the raging anxiety suddenly shot up from the depths of his heart, jumping straight to the top of his forehead.

Seeing that the sharp silver needle was about to pierce him, he subconsciously stretched out his elbow to grab the opponent's dart, while holding his own dart in his palm and pierced his chest.

The little ghost was obviously in a mess, and he used too much force when he avoided it, and retreated to the edge of the roof with a "pong", fortunately there were iron railings blocking it, otherwise Wang An would have become a lump of meat at this time.

Immediately afterwards, only a "bang" sound was heard.

Lin Yusheng enlarged his eyes in disbelief...

The dart in the kid's hand disappeared, but his own didn't.

It shows that the number of people killed by the little ghost is indeed six, but the number of people saved by himself is not "ten"...

The first three are all wrong, so the only remaining number is——

zero.

In other words, from childhood to adulthood, from beginning to end, he has never saved anyone...

No one is saved because of him, and no one is lucky because of him. "God-given Yin-Yang pupils" can see all karma and long-cherished wishes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are "half-gods"...

And yet you tell me you haven't saved anyone? ? ?

In the middle of nowhere, a familiar voice rang in my ears, "You can't understand the long-term, and you can't break through life and death! You have been trapped in the cage of karma and reincarnation all your life, trying to tamper with the secrets of heaven, harming others and yourself! Disregarding human relations! Heavenly principles No!"