Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Blood slowly oozes from the bones of the skeleton.

Wei Chi's heart was trembling, he wanted to tell Ji Jingzhe to stop, but he couldn't make a sound, he wanted to hold Ji Jingzhe down, but before he could make any movement, he was "rewinded" again.

Later, he felt a weight on his shoulders, and the picture in front of him became not so fast.

Ji Jingzhe fell on his shoulder.

He finally had a chance to act, he held Ji Jingzhe's hand holding the sickle, and shook his head violently at Ji Jingzhe.

The next second, with a sound of "boom", the third cousin put the bowl of placenta in front of him again, stretched out his face from behind him, and said mysteriously: "Eat it quickly, it is specially prepared for you."

Wei Chi hugged Ji Jingzhe tightly, and was thinking of ways to escape, but the third cousin didn't give him this chance, grabbed his shoulder and pulled it violently——Wei Chi realized again that this was in an abnormal world, because the reality It is impossible for the third cousin in the book to have such great strength——he was pulled with a crisp sound from his shoulders, and once again met the third cousin's crying face.

The strange thing is that among all the smiling faces, only this man is a crying face.

A sense of despair rose in Wei Chi's heart.

Suddenly, he felt the head on his shoulder harden again, and with the temperature like a soldering iron.

Ji Jingzhe swung the knife again.

Third Cousin's face cracked again.

The next second, it still came back.

Ji Jingzhe didn't lean towards him this time, but fell backwards on his back, Wei Chi's heart suddenly sank, fortunately all his attention was on Ji Jingzhe, and he jumped back in time to catch Ji Jingzhe's blow Body.

He felt that Ji Jingzhe's body was as hot as fire.

The third cousin came out of the kitchen again, put the bowl of placenta in front of him, looked down at him and said, "Eat quickly, it's specially prepared for you."

Wei Chi felt Ji Jingzhe in his arms move, and grabbed his wrist tightly. His heart ached like a wrenching pain, and a short cry came from his throat. Immediately, he realized that in "this kind of world", You can speak for yourself.

"Don't move." He suppressed his crying, touched Ji Jingzhe's ear secretly, then straightened his expression, and said back, "He has a high fever, I'm going to send him to the hospital."

"Send it off." The third cousin's crying face suddenly turned into a smiling face, and his voice was a little anxious, and he ordered the most active cousin at this table to say, "Yinyin, you dial 120!"

The cousin took out her mobile phone: "OK!"

Wei Chi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, another voice sounded, it was the uncle: "What's the matter, I still have to eat breakfast." He raised his chin towards the bowl of placenta on the table, "Xiao Chi, eat this bowl of 'Zihe Che' , it’s bad luck for your grandma. Grandma doesn’t have any grandchildren, so it’s okay if you are grandma’s grandson.

Wei Chi's scalp went numb, and he insisted, "I'm going to send him to the hospital!"

"Then eat quickly." The uncle said, "There will be no delay for two minutes."

Wei Chi wanted to refuse, but when he looked back, his whole body was cold.

Everyone at the table, including the cousin who was on the phone, looked at him fixedly, with bright eyes and unanimous smiles.

He realized that it was impossible for him to lead Ji Jingzhe away by brute force.

He swallowed, and said, "Then I will help him in."

"No need." The uncle pointed to a bench with a backrest under the jujube tree and said, "Go there and rest for a while, so you can go directly to the hospital later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Third Cousin and another relative came to help Ji Jingzhe pass.

Wei Chi finally touched Ji Jingzhe's forehead, took another deep look at him, turned around and sat back on his seat.

Grandma smiled very kindly beside her: "Xiaochi, eat, eat, it's a good thing."

Yu>Xi=Zheng uncle also said: "Eat quickly."

Wei Chi looked at the bowl of placenta in front of him, thinking that it was fine to eat in the previous world, but this one is probably just a little disgusting, so let it pass.

He picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and just brought it to his mouth, a hand behind him suddenly pushed his hand holding the spoon down, knocking over the bowl.

Immediately, he felt a hot body pressing against his back.

He heard Ji Jingzhe's angry voice: "I can't... eat."

He suddenly felt very uncomfortable and wronged, and let out a hoarse cry, and the skeleton behind him raised his hand again, splitting the world again.

But things haven't changed.

He was still sitting there, facing a table of relatives with strange expressions and fierce eyes.

He couldn't take it anymore, and finally broke down and cried.

For a while after that, the knife light and white light flashed alternately, and he felt hot blood splashing on his body.

But there was nothing he could do but cry.

Until, the skeleton could no longer lift its scythe.

Ji Jingzhe turned back into a human again, hanging on his back, with two bloods hanging under his nose, almost lifeless.

The world stopped flickering.

Wei Chi bears the weight on his back, wipes away his tears, and raises his eyes to face the table of people.

The current world is no longer the "placenta-eating" world.

It becomes night.

The people were still those people, sitting on the round table in the yard, and he was still sitting in his seat, with the uncle beside him, and the grandmother on the other side of the uncle, the difference was that Ji Jingzhe was originally in the position , sitting now is his third cousin.

Everyone still looked at him with a smile.

Uncle said: "Go."

He found that after the uncle finished saying this sentence, the expressions of the people at the table changed subtly in an instant—grandmother still had that smiling face, but the third cousin turned into a crying face. It turned into crying eyes and smiling mouth. As for other people, their expressions have also changed more or less. Looking at it, most of the old people are smiling faces, most of the young people are crying faces, and some are like Uncle's upper and lower faces have different expressions.

Wei Chi asked, "Where are you going?"

The uncle said, "Go up the mountain."

Wei Chi: "What are you doing up the mountain?"

"What are you talking about, Xiao Chi?" Third Cousin interrupted, "Didn't you agree to carry him up the mountain?"

Wei Chi's heart trembled: "...Who?"

"Xiao Ji." The third cousin pointed at his back and said, "Isn't he going to die?"

Wei Chi felt a coolness rushing from the tailbone to the Tianling cover, and immediately touched the person on the back with his backhand. At the same time, he turned his head to look, and found that it was not Ji Jingzhe who was on the back at all, but a straw doll wearing Ji Jingzhe's clothes!

But he just confirmed that the one on his back is obviously Ji Jingzhe!He remembered Ji Jingzhe's pale face and two lines of nosebleeds seen from this angle. Moreover, the person on his body was obviously the weight of a human being, and the straw could never be so heavy!

His liver and gallbladder were torn apart, his voice was split, and he asked, "Where are the others?"

"I just got back from the hospital, didn't I?" Third Cousin said, "The doctor said it's hopeless... If you don't go this time, he will have to wait to die."

Wei Chi suddenly remembered an old custom here in the past. It has not been passed on for a long time. He only heard it when he was a child when he heard Grandpa Ji Jingzhe bragging. It is called "false burial". Take the patient's "substitute" to the graveyard for a "fake burial", and maybe use that dummy to trick the ghost messenger over.

Uncle said: "Xiao Ji has no family anymore, you were the one who volunteered to go up the mountain just now, why? Don't you want to?"

Wei Chi looked at him, and felt that the scene in front of him was the same as the one that had appeared countless times before—everyone was staring at him, the only difference was the time.

The sky is completely dark now, there are no stars and no moon, and the mountains and forests are silent.

He paused, and said, "I'm just afraid that I won't know the way at night."

"How come? Don't you come back with Xiao Ji every year to pay homage to Mr. Ji and your grandfather?" Uncle Sanbiao said, pointing to the mountain, "Just walk up that path."

Wei Chi's forehead twitched, he was really going to the grave.

"Got it," he said, "I want to see him again."

"Hurry up." The uncle said, "Don't waste time."

The scarecrow had already been tied up on him, and it was hard to take it off, so he could only carry it into the house, and saw Ji Jingzhe on the master bed.

Ji Jingzhe was lying in the dark fancy quilt, as white as a plaster statue, as if she had already died.

Wei Chi felt a pain in his heart, and walked over to touch his face, his hands were cold and covered with sweat, but the hot air from his nostrils was scalding.

When Wei Chi walked out of the house, the third cousin handed him a basket, which contained a pile of paper money and a box of matches, and told him: "Remember, burn four pieces of paper in front of every passing grave, or they will report to the ghost messenger. "

With a scarecrow on his back and a basket of paper money, Wei Chi went up the mountain with a flashlight under the strange eyes of a group of relatives.

The cemetery in Yunquan Village is on the shaded side of the mountain. It takes about an hour to walk from grandma's house during the day, and longer at night.

Wei Chi could actually find the way, the question just now was to confirm the "fake burial".

He walked with deep feet and shallow feet while thinking.

The behavioral logic of the "behind the scenes" is not completely without rules to follow.

From the Second City Hospital, Sanqing University to the Provincial Library, the first three worlds tried to kill him by accident—the rioting medical staff, the collapsed canteen, and the falling elevator.

After Avalon, things moved out of the category of "accidents" and became magical and weird.

Arriving at the "World of Magritte Exhibition", it makes people feel that the mastermind behind the scenes has let himself go. There are many undisguised artificial traces-copy-pasted heads, huge warnings, and began to show emotions.

He believes that all this proves that that person was also pushed into a hurry.

In the "Painting Exhibition World", that person forcibly separated him from Ji Jingzhe, and created many sub-worlds, making it impossible for Ji Jingzhe to find him all at once.But in this world now, that person put many worlds together layer by layer, and severely injured Ji Jingzhe, probably in order to block Ji Jingzhe's ability.

The purpose... besides killing him, is... forcing him to solve the mystery?

Judging from the previous situation of being forced to eat the placenta, he seems to have no other choice. At present, he can only follow the instructions of those people first.

As he thought about it, he had already walked a long way, and the lights of his grandma's house had completely disappeared.

The scarecrow on his back was very heavy, which was exactly the weight of an adult man. He was a little tired, so he stopped to take a breath, and had an illusion in a trance, as if the person on his back took a breath with him.

As he walked, he came across the first grave.

He squatted in front of the grave, counted out four pieces of paper money, and started touching matches for burning.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and took the paper money in his hand.