The end of the day [unlimited flow]

When they heard "the last mission", the hearts of the three trembled. This was the first time they felt that victory was so close to them.

"Please create an urban legend."

"..."

ill?

The three of them reached a high degree of agreement at this moment.

"Just want us to play tricks?" Lin Rang translated very bluntly.

The man in the sunglasses still hasn't turned off the microphone, "You can understand it this way, the mission is considered successful when it reaches a certain level of popularity."

"Actually, I think the 'mentally ill' one is pretty good." Fang Zhiyou said to Lin Rang for some reason, "Just stop on the street and pretend to be crazy."

After feeling Fang Zhiyou's gaze, Lin Rang's little classmate was a little scared, and said with a smile: "Then I think my dream last night was better..."

Is it the dream he said he was walking around wearing a mask and hanging intestines?It seems really good...

This kind of thing, of course, the more curious the better.

Thinking that the day to go home is not far away, knowing that some people are in a much better mood, they immediately did what they said, bought a mask and intestines from the market quickly, and began to pretend to be ghosts along the street at night.

"Brother Fang." Lin Rang, who was squatting not far away, suddenly called out, "Why did she start lying to us?"

Fang Zhi understood it, knowing that he was referring to the fact that he was deceived by inquiring about urban legends at the beginning, "You might as well think about why we were deceived by her."

"That's right." Lin Rang finally realized, "If we hadn't asked her, we wouldn't have been cheated."

"You idiot." Fang Zhiyou scolded with a smile, "Did you forget who asked her at that time?"

It's a fat man, but I'm afraid he will have been replaced by "a thousand people are the same" by then.

After pondering for a while, Lin Rang also came to his senses, so he remained silent again.

In the days that followed, the three of them wandered around the streets like this, and at last they occasionally heard the word "heartbroken man" from other people's mouths.

Thinking about it this way, the day to go home is really getting closer.

I can't tell what it feels like, ecstasy is not enough, happiness is for sure, but I don't know why there is such a faint sadness, as if I stepped on that piece of corpse to see the light of day.

On this day, Lin asked his little classmates to put on their gear and go out for a walk. Knowing that You and Zhu Liang spent a long time chattering in the room before heading outside, they saw Wan Li standing at the entrance of the hotel.

With a smile on her face, she took a few steps towards them calmly before announcing, "You can go home now."

It brought good news.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Qiqi was about to go outside, but she stopped her with her hand, so she asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"There's no need to look for him." Wan Li replied blankly, "He can't go with you."

Can't go?Only now did they realize why the wheelchair girl said she wanted to go out, but in fact she was not called out, but called back.

Will he be restricted here after becoming an urban legend?

"I'll go for him." Zhu Liang's voice sounded.

Fang Zhiyou only felt suffocated, and subconsciously pulled him back.

Zhu Liang turned to look at him, forced a smile, "You know."

Yes, he knows.

He knew that Zhu Liang couldn't leave, after all, the white card was stuffed in his pocket now.

Once the "ghost" goes out, all "people" will die.

But so what?So what if he died?Do you want to wish Liang to be trapped in this ghost place for the rest of his life?

"Zhu Liang..." His voice was very soft, almost pleading.

"You don't need to waste your time." Wan Li sighed slightly.

Zhu Liang took advantage of the situation and hugged Fang Zhiyou, but hugged him quietly, cheek to cheek, heart to heart.

"Let's go together, I won't go." Fang Zhiyou hugged him tightly.

Zhu Liang shook his head, "You have to go out."

Before the two reached an agreement, Wan Li said, "Don't even think about saving Lin Rang. We assume that the person with the lowest score will become an urban legend."

"..."

While talking, Lin Rang appeared at a corner not far away.

There was no mask on his face, but he was still expressionless, and he kept dragging his intestines forward like a walking corpse...

The two looked at each other and walked towards him in unison.

"Lin Rang."

However, no matter how many times he yelled, he was ignorant and just walked forward on his own.

"Lin Rang!"

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, he put his hand into his pocket, finally took out something, and put it in Fang Zhiyou's hand.

It was the bank card that Wanli gave him...

Then, he walked away on his own.

The two of them frowned, and finally understood what it was that had enveloped them these days.

It's a sense of powerlessness.

He thought he was saving people, but in reality he was rescued.

Seeing Lin Rang's figure disappear at the corner of the street, Fang Zhiyou couldn't help but hugged Zhu Liang again, and said in a trembling voice, "Wait for me."

In fact, he knows all about it.

He knew that Zhu Liang was a "ghost".

In order to take pictures of the stars, he borrowed Zhu Liang's cell phone.

He saw the qualified text message, which was obviously received a year ago...Zhu Liang never went out at all.

Wan Li led him forward, and the sunlight gradually spread from a tiny dot, slowly enveloping him.

The warmth came with the breeze, and it was supposed to be covered with snow, but there was a scene of singing birds and fragrant flowers in front of my eyes.

Wan Li stopped, stood at the door and looked at him quietly, and finally said with a light smile, "Goodbye."

"Yeah." Fang Zhiyou forced a smile and nodded, then stuffed his hands into his pockets and started walking down the mountain.

Going down the mountain is always easier than going up, but in just over half an hour, he has already reached the foot of the mountain.

The sun in the sky had almost fallen below the horizon, and the bright yellow light rendered a large cloud.White smoke was already rising from the chimneys of several nearby houses.

Fang Zhiyou found a farmer nearby, and after talking hard, he finally understood what he was talking about, and borrowed electricity from them.

In any case, the life of the mobile phone must be continued.

This family was quite enthusiastic, and gave him a few big white steamed buns to cushion his stomach.

"Ma'am, what's the name of this place?" Fang Zhiyou asked after swallowing.

The aunt smiled, and replied in broken Mandarin: "We are here, Baiyu Village."

Hearing this, Fang Zhi nodded, "The mountains here are not bad."

"It's a good mountain." The aunt obviously loves the mountains and rivers of her hometown, "Baiyu Mountain, the older generation said that there are immortals living on it."

Fang Zhiyou choked, "What mountain?"

"Bai Yushan." The aunt repeated.

Bai Yushan?Isn't this Yuling Mountain?

At this time, the phone vibrated a few times and turned on. Fang Zhiyou became a little impatient for no reason. He picked up the phone and saw that the signal was there, but it was intermittent, sometimes good and sometimes not good.

I haven't turned on the machine for several days, and now it sounds like thunder when there is a signal message.

Fang Zhi didn't have the patience to reply one by one, but clicked on the text message, and immediately saw the art work "Moon Star Fan" that was taken with Zhu Liang's phone earlier.

Looking at it, he realized that something was wrong.

He slid down with some doubts, where is the qualified text message?

What about SMS?

Anxiety grew and turned into panic.

He kept swiping the text message interface, but he still couldn't find that one.

The aunt saw that his face was not good-looking, so she asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"Do you know Yuling Mountain?" Fang Zhiyou asked.

The aunt slowly shook her head.

What happened...Fang Zhiyou panicked, clicked on the web search, but couldn't find the registration page for the competition...

That night, he took the car that the villagers took to pick up goods in the city and went out.

No matter what, the bank card balance has changed from 3000 million to 7000 million, and the photo of the starry sky is still there. What happened is indelible.

But it was still difficult for him to maintain his sanity, Zhu Liang was actually left in that kind of place by him.

He spent a lot of time telling the police comrades the whole story of the incident, and the well-known game has now turned into a joke.

It wasn't until he hit a wall at this moment that he suddenly realized that so many people were trapped in that place...

This is the biggest problem right now.

It's like changing the world...

Suddenly, he thought of a person——Ying.

This boy who committed suicide by jumping off a cliff in Yuling Mountain.

Sure enough, there are many reports about this matter on the Internet, and some tourists even took a video of Ying Ying jumping off the cliff, but for some reason, the name of the mountain became Yuling Mountain, and it was extremely far away from where he is now.

What's the next step?

What to do...how to save his Zhu Liang...

A few days passed, but the situation became more and more blurred. Not only did the information about the competition disappear, but even people like Chu Xian seemed to have never existed in this world.

Without the anti-drug case Jiang Chun spoke about, without the suicide case of a manic-depressed teenager accused by Chu Xian, everything seems to have returned to the moment when he just woke up from the hospital bed.

If it wasn't for the support of the starry sky photo, I'm afraid even he himself would have thought it was a dream.

Wait, I just knew there was a stunned look, as if, from the beginning to the end, Zhu Liang didn't let himself save him...

He knew, he knew that after he came out, he couldn't go back...

Thinking of this, Fang Zhiyou couldn't help but looked up and sighed lightly, being fooled by Zhu Liang so easily.

He didn't want Zhu Liang to be trapped in that dark place, and of course Zhu Liang thought the same...

But he doesn't want it, he doesn't want any sun or moonlight, he wants to go back.

There are always methods, and risks are also indispensable.

When Fang Zhiyou stood where Yingying once stood, he was a little curious about how heavy the despair was to press down a young man in his prime to jump down from here.

His plan is like a promise...

In the distance, the setting sun set on the western mountain, burning the top of the mountain red, covered with orange and yellow, leaving a touch of color in everyone's eyes.

A figure fell down with the fading daylight...

……

"Are you sure you want to go back to the first level?" Wan Li frowned and reconfirmed.

Zhu Liang nodded almost without hesitation.

"Okay." Wan Li lowered her eyes slightly and replied softly.

In the next second, the surroundings were plunged into thick darkness.

"They will be here in a few hours." Wan Li's voice came from the stereo.

Zhu Liang didn't make a sound, but just found a corner and stood there.

Days felt like years in the darkness, he couldn't stop chanting Fang Zhiyou's name, and looked at the starry sky that Fang Zhiyou took casually with the remaining power.

In fact, his photography skills are not good, but they are just right.

From the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, his outline can still be vaguely seen... It seems that this person's body is filled with galaxies...

It wasn't until the stone door gradually opened that he put away the phone in a panic.

The moment the sunlight came down, twelve figures came one after another.

Originally hidden in the depths of the darkness, he was not noticed until the incandescent tube was lit, and his almost greedy eyes looking at the familiar face were fully exposed.

"Big brother, what are you looking at?" A little girl with ponytails tugged at his sleeves and asked in a childish voice.

Zhu Liang smiled at her and made a silent gesture, "Shh—"

The sound sounded at the right time, "Welcome all contestants to this competition, and now the task of the first level is announced."

"Find the perpetrator."

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