death game

When Cui Zihua received a call during lunch, he frowned slightly, looking a little surprised, "Grandpa."

Chen Yi didn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, but Cui Zihua glanced at him and said, "I see."

Wang Lin turned his head from the next table and said, "I'm not going to join in the fun with you."

Cui Zihua nodded, not surprised, this old man stopped following them all day long, and would go out to play for a while by himself from time to time.

He hesitated for a while and said to Chen Yi: "Grandpa wants to see you, so let's go to the old house with me tonight."

"Ah?" Chen Yi raised his head in surprise, his expression a little bewildered, is he going to see his parents?Will the old man be dissatisfied with him, will he and Zihua be separated?After all, their family rumors would marry or something.

"You don't have to be nervous, grandpa is actually very gentle." Cui Zihua comforted, but this did not relieve Chen Yi's nervousness, until he was still thinking about whether he should change into more formal clothes or not.

Wang Lin watched the car drive away, he narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and lay back in the arms of the fluffy ones.

It is very troublesome for human beings to fall in love. They have to pursue, prepare gifts, meet parents, and there are such things as the passionate love period and the seven-year itch.And the relationship between him and Sheng Ming seems to be very ordinary, no, not ordinary, but natural. Before we got together, Sheng Ming created him, taught him, and took care of him meticulously. After we got together, their way of getting along has not changed. Maybe The biggest difference is that he wanted to have a lively home like a human being and created his precious daughter Emily.The time of the gods is long, so the vigor among human beings is like crushed candy, blended into the long river of time, seemingly plain and without waves, every minute and every second is sweet when savored carefully.He couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth to show a smile. Actually, it's not bad, but... I don't know how long he can have this kind of happiness.

It was already very late when Cui Zihua and Chen Yi came back, Cui Zihua took advantage of his worried face, while Chen Yi looked at him worriedly.Grandpa Cui did not embarrass them, and let them live a good life, but what makes people worry is Grandpa Cui's physical condition.

Cui Zihua patted his head and said, "Go and rest, I'm fine."

"Ah."

After more than a month, the two often stayed away from the villa, but went to visit Grandpa Cui in the old house. Grandpa Cui was considered healthy before, but he became weak during this period of time. Maybe he felt that his time was approaching, so he called Cui Zihua. go back.

Sure enough, the news of Mr. Cui's death soon came out. Wang Lin was not interested in human death and funerals, which he had seen a lot.Cui Zihua was so busy with the funeral that Chen Yi got involved because of the old man's approval. Cui's father strongly opposed it when he first heard about it. Under Shuang's persuasion, she finally chose to turn a blind eye.

At the end of the funeral, the lawyer read out Mr. Cui's will. He left nearly half of his property to Cui Zihua, and even Chen Yi left a share, but what was left to Cui Min was far less than Cui Zihua's, and Ye Shuang didn't know anything. Didn't catch it.Cui Min got into trouble on the spot because of this will, and Cui's father had an ugly face, and he was extremely dissatisfied with this will, but he also didn't want to lose face in front of many distinguished guests, so he stopped Cui Min rarely.

The will was notarized, and no matter how dissatisfied they were, they couldn't change it now, and in the end they could only end it hastily.

On the way back, Cui Zihua looked at the flying scenery outside the window, and tapped on the window sill, his eyes were dark, as if he was thinking.

After the funeral, there was a period of calm. Cui Min and others seemed to know that the facts could not be changed and gave up. The relationship between Cui Zihua and Chen Yi was not affected at all. Whether it was career, love or health, they were all developing in a positive direction.

Wang Lin watched the two go to work in the car, he put down the doll in his arms, disappeared and floated to the car to follow them.

It was still early, Chen Yi was a little sleepy, and yawned from time to time, he didn't have a good rest during this time.Cui Zihua held his shoulders, let someone lean on him, and said, "Take a rest when you're sleepy, and I'll call you when you're tired."

"Hmm." Chen Yi answered vaguely, his eyelids drooping quickly.

From the corner of the driver's eyes, he glanced at the two people behind him from the rearview mirror, and swallowed nervously. His palms were sweating now, but... as if he had made up his mind, the driver turned around at the decelerating corner. Stepping on the accelerator on the road, the car seemed to lose control and rushed towards the guardrail.

Cui Zihua raised his head in an instant, and he saw the rapidly zooming in on the approaching guardrail. Without thinking, he turned to the side and took Chen Yi into his arms to protect him tightly.

A loud noise broke the tranquility of the morning, and soon the screams of passers-by and the sirens of police cars sounded here, but neither the regular news nor the lawyer's statement had anything to do with them.

Standing on the edge of the floating island, Wang Lin overlooked the entire underworld. With his ability, he could easily find two familiar souls among the countless undead. It takes time for people to meet.

The tall man hugged him tightly from behind, resting his head on his shoulders, his black hair hanging down, shaking slightly with his movements.

Sheng Ming closed his eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pressed. The short-term love, hatred, life and death of a human being did not touch him much. The only thing that made him feel heartbroken was Cui Zihua's feeling when he hugged Chen Yi at the end, which reminded him of Maybe one day in the future, he will see Wang Lin dissipating before his eyes, but he is powerless to stop him, and he can't even accompany him!

He couldn't accept that such a thing happened, no matter what the price, he wanted to keep his only treasure!

Wang Lin held his hands on his waist and said, "Uncomfortable?"

"One thing, it will be fine soon." Sheng Ming whispered, "What about you? How do you feel in the human world?"

"Not good." Wang Lin said as if complaining, "Without you, I feel like doing nothing interesting."

Sheng Ming laughed softly, "Then I'll be with you from now on, okay?"

"Ah."

There was a sudden fluctuation on the floating island opposite, and two figures appeared there. Sheng Ming raised his brows, opened the barrier with his hand and let them in.

The two people who came here knew each other. The gentle and handsome blond gentleman with a sapphire-encrusted cane was Edmund, and beside him was a young man with golden eyes and full of elegance and scholarly air. No need to guess. It's Lambert.

"Why are you here?"

"If we don't come, you should come and cry with me in a while, little Ruier." Perhaps because of his good mood, Edmund's brows and eyes had a relaxed smile. He teased Sheng Ming and said to him Wang Lin, who couldn't help shrinking into Sheng Ming's arms, smiled and said, "Little Phil, is your game finished?"

"what?"

"Edmont told me about your previous games. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, it's not difficult to speculate that you failed in a mess." Lambert said, "Since it is to accumulate the power of faith in death and fear, You should have planned for this from the beginning, not really treating it as a game."

"Lack of specific guidance is the first mistake you make. The second is that you give too much power to the participants. The power makes them full of self-confidence, which also lacks the fear of death. This makes you waste too much The third is the choice of game participants. Some people are tenacious in nature. They have powerful talents and possibilities, but they are not suitable candidates for collecting the power of fear. Those who are afraid of death are the main body that provides the power of fear. Fourth, your game is too complicated and too casual. Creatures like humans are best at scaring themselves, and the demons of hell are experts in this field..."

Lambert talked eloquently, listing a lot of their flaws in a row, which made Wang Lin look dazed, but Sheng Ming began to think seriously after listening.

"You should keep the memories of these undead's first life. Although undead without memory have wisdom, their minds will be relatively simple. This kind of simplicity is not suitable for the growth of fear. The evil of human nature is hidden in complexity, and memory is a good nourishment. "

Sheng Ming nodded. It is not difficult to restore the memory of the first life. He is just afraid of trouble, but if it is helpful to Wang Lin, it doesn't matter if it is troublesome.

Lambert is worthy of his title of wisdom. After pointing out the flaws, he told Sheng Ming how to build this game better.

"Are you going to leave some undead to become the power of the underworld?" Lambert asked.

"That's the plan."

"If this is the case, then those who lack fear but are talented can also stay. You can provide games to select and train these strong people. After this part is selected, you can develop your own strength. If this is the case, you cannot The fear value is the only scoring criterion, and the task completion should be added."

Wang Lin had some ideas before, and now he discussed with Lambert enthusiastically. With the help of Lambert, a think tank, several people re-formulated the rules of the game, and then modified and perfected the copy of the game. It took almost a year for them to finish all the construction.

Of course, since the Lambert people have already arrived, Wang Lin will not let go of such a good opportunity. By the way, he asked people to improve the construction inside and outside the underworld.

A few people looked down at the underworld that had changed drastically. Lambert said: "This is almost the same. Before the end comes, it allows you to gain enough faith power to repair the spiritual core, but in the end you need to condense false laws to become a god." , it can only depend on yourselves.”

Sheng Ming nodded, "I know, thank you."

"You don't need to thank me. If you can really succeed in creating gods, it will also prove that my calculations are correct." Lambert said.