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The two of them blatantly talked about the life and death of the rich man, and the male servant didn't respond the whole time. He watched the movement of the rich man respectfully and closely. He was a qualified male servant and a qualified NPC.

About ten minutes later, the rich man woke up and tried to open his eyes. The male servant immediately stepped forward and helped the rich man to sit upright. fast.

"let's start."

Lin Zijuan responded, and began to tell his impromptu story: "Once upon a time there was a rich man..."

True Monopoly had a subconscious reaction: "Cough, cough cough..."

The male servant also had a strange look on his face, hesitant to speak, but Hua Zhai smiled happily.

Lin Ziyu was dissatisfied, "There are many millionaires in the world, and they can be found everywhere."

Servant: "Okay, you continue."

Lin Zijuan changed his words: "Once upon a time there was a rich man with a lot of money. It was very clichéd. He was targeted by villains because he was too rich. The villain managed to take everything from the rich man for himself through deliberate deliberation and every step of the way. Not only that, the rich man was killed by this villain."

"A rich man dies completely. According to the convention, his soul will go to another world. A rich man has ups and downs all his life. He feels so tired that he doesn't even have the energy to hate others. He probably just wants to find a place to be quiet. Die to death."

Having said that, Monopoly's airway was blocked again, and he almost suffocated himself. The servant cleaned it up for him in an orderly manner.

The master and servant were busy continuing their lives, Lin Zijuan took a sip of tea slowly in silence.

After the other side dealt with it, Lin Zijuan continued calmly: "It didn't work out as expected. Even if a rich man dies, he can't sleep peacefully. He still faces a choice—whether he wants to go to heaven or hell."

"The first choice of the rich is of course heaven. Heaven sounds very peaceful, suitable for Buddhist dead ghosts to hang out, so the rich man went to heaven. However, he was stopped at the door. The person in charge of heaven said that the rich The grievances and grievances in the mortal world have not been resolved, and the grievances in my heart are not clear and clean, which does not meet the conditions for entering heaven."

"There is no other way. The rich have no choice but to go to hell, but they don't want to. Hell also despises him. Ten out of ten evil people live in hell. There is no worst, only worse. They think that rich people even Not avenging my own blood, being too weak, will lower the average level of hell, and not allowing rich people to enter."

"Rich people habitually try to use other solutions, but when they think about it, they find that they have no money. On second thought, no matter whether they have money or not, they are all dead. The unspoken rules of the world are here. Nor does it work."

"In this way, the rich man was in a dilemma, wandered around blindly for a long time, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he figured out a problem - the source of his current predicament was tied to the hands of the villain, who ruined his family , and made him restless after death. So he returned to Yangshi as a ghost, avenged his revenge, and took back all the things that the villain snatched from him, leaving nothing behind."

Lin Zijuan spoke happily, but the manservant opened and closed his mouth several times without finding a point to interrupt him. Finally, when Lin Zijuu stopped, the manservant said politely: "What my master wants to know is the story of the world after death. .”

It is not a story about someone who turns into a ghost after death and returns for revenge.

Lin Ziyu thought about it seriously: "I didn't digress, I'm dead anyway."

The male servant wanted to say something, but the rich man tremblingly half-raised his hand, interrupting him.After receiving the message from the rich man, the manservant respectfully shut up, and no longer entangled with Lin Zijuan whether he was digressing.

The rich man might want to say something, but Lin Zijuan took the lead, and he said directly: "I haven't finished."

Without waiting for the other party's permission, Lin Zijuan continued, "It's rare for a rich man to feel a burst of pleasure watching his former enemy fall. He was planning to continue to make trouble while he was in the mood, when everything in front of him suddenly disappeared in smoke. In the blink of an eye, he returned to the state of having nothing. At this time, rich people realize that all the comfort is false, heaven and hell do not exist, and the only truth is that he is dead."

Hua Zhai chuckled untimely, Lin Zijuan gave him a sidelong glance, he immediately acted good, closed the corners of his mouth, and straightened his back pretendingly.

After a while, the rich man whispered and said slowly: "Ahem... Thank you for your story, but I want to ask, if you were this rich man, would you, would you... cough!"

The rich man's words were intermittent, but the general meaning was still conveyed, Lin Zijuan said without thinking: "What can't be done in life, can't be done after death, I won't pin my hope on after death. "

So no matter what the enmity is, he will definitely deal with it before going on the road, not to mention that Lin Zi Prison will not let others decide his life and death.

The rich man gave up talking, and he waved his hand to the manservant. It was just a simple gesture, but the manservant could accurately understand what the rich man meant at the moment.

"Thank you for your story, now, please tell another traveler your story to my master."

This sentence was a signal. After the servant finished speaking, the turntable that disappeared at some time reappeared and stopped in front of Hua Zhai.

Hua Zhai didn't look at it carefully, and turned around casually, regardless of the result.

The turntable flew around a few times, and finally pointed to a purple area.

After the result was given, the turntable disappeared in place again, Hua Zhai didn't rush to speak, and looked at the servant with interest.

After a few breaths, some muffled sounds came from outside.

Logically speaking, the sound insulation of this house should not be bad, so the sound can still come through, one can imagine how loud the commotion outside is.

After hearing these voices, the male servant's face became visibly stiff, and even the dish on the rich man's face became a little heavier.

The male servant bent down and asked the rich man what he meant, and the rich man nodded indiscriminately.

"Sorry, you two need to wait a little longer, my master has some personal matters."

The male servant's tone was quite polite, but in terms of attitude, he was just informing and didn't care about other people's replies. After speaking, he pushed the rich man out of the room.

Only Lin Zi Prison and Hua Zhai remained in the empty room.

When they got on the turntable, the two were in a real competitive relationship, but there really wasn't much antagonism between them. This time the turntable was really simple and there was no sense of tension, but it was more because Hua Zhai was too loose.

From the beginning of the preliminaries, Hua Zhai has been standing next to Lin Zijuan, angry, jealous, defensive... Lin Zijuan went through all kinds of emotions.Not to mention that he has completely dispelled his worries, but Lin Ziyu really couldn't imagine what it would be like if he and Hua Zhai fought against each other at all costs.

The voice outside changed direction and gradually expanded. Hua Zhai got up and walked to the window, "Why don't you take a look, this time I won the setting."

They lived on the second floor, and looking down through the window, they could just see a group of people making noise and reluctantly going out.These people are old and young, probably relatives of the millionaire. Considering that the millionaire is about to go west, the appearance of these relatives is intriguing.

The valet followed them, and it seemed that they were sending them off with courtesy, but they were actually driving people away without rejection.

The rich man himself did not come out, after all, his body was really inconvenient.

After finally seeing off the group of people, the manservant turned and went back to the room. He walked a few steps with his head down, glanced up before entering the door, and glanced at the windows on the second floor.

Seeing the servant disappear, Lin Zijuan casually said, "This servant is a bit interesting."

"Of course the food-guarding dog is more aggressive."

·

Not long after they returned to their original positions and sat down, the footman pushed the millionaire back into their sight again.

After the rich man was settled, the servant asked Hua Zhai to tell his story.

"The protagonist on my side is also a rich man, oh, no, he is also a rich man." Hua Zhai waved his hand, as if he hadn't finished the story yet, "Rich people have endless money, and they also have Countless relatives and friends, he was loved by others during his lifetime, and there were guests visiting at home at any time, he never felt lonely. Of course, people are always going to die, rich people are no exception, one day he just died like this , the way of death is ordinary, nothing special."

"After death, the rich man is empty and lonely. He waits for someone to burn something, but unfortunately there is no one. This is also expected by the rich man. After all, people are easy to be cold. Sometimes family relatives would bring him a copy when visiting the grave. After waiting for a long time like this, the outside world doesn’t know that a few years have passed, and there is still no one who worships the rich.”

Hua Zhai's speech is very special. At first glance, it seems that every word has been bitten lightly by him. When they are connected together, they are completely frivolous and casual. I felt surrounded by an extremely heavy coldness.

This person is full of absurdity, he has no heart, and it is hard to see that he has any desires, he is not like a person.Even though he just listened to his nonsensical stories, he still felt an unspeakable fear in his heart.

"Over time, the rich man gradually became disheartened. After an unknown period of time, he met a son by chance. A rich man did not lack money to raise children, so he raised many children, and the one he met now is one of them. One. The relationship between father and son can’t be said to be close, but the rich man still gave enough inheritance before he died. With this level, the rich man thinks that his son should also remember to offer two sticks of incense to the old father.”

"However, this point of dissatisfaction is not important to the rich. He understands the truth of Sheng Mien's fight against Mi Qiu. It is never easy to say when money is involved. Who knows what dissatisfaction this son has with his father?" The rich man had no hope for this, he was concerned with another problem - since they could meet, it was obvious that his son should be dead too.

The son died young, and the rich man couldn't help but want to ask what happened, and if the rest of the family was okay.Thinking about it like this, the rich man went up to ask questions, but he didn't want his son to be scared out of his wits when he saw the rich man. "

"The rich man was so angry that he only wanted to die again, but he stopped his son to question him, and the rich man unexpectedly found that his unfilial son didn't remember himself. Such a person once existed in his life."

"It's difficult for a rich man to settle down. In the endless confusion, he waited for relatives and friends one after another, but no one knew who he was. The long entanglement exhausted his mental energy. After a long, long time, he suddenly realized that since everyone They are all dead, why is he the only one who has memory and no one else? Could it be that from the beginning to the end, he never existed at all, and everything is just a mirror image..."

Hua Zhai has done a good job of starting and turning, and the speed of speaking is neither fast nor slow, which will be very suitable for such a story. At this point, he deliberately paused for a moment, "Under layers of suspicion, the rich finally can't bear to collapse, wait When he woke up again, the bright sunlight came in through the undrawn curtains. He lay on the comfortable bed, his chaotic consciousness gradually became clear. day."

The rich man's throat was still ringing, his skin was dry and wrinkled, and it was difficult for him to open his eyes, so he could only droop his eyelids.

He tried his best to raise his head and looked at Hua Zhai.

The servant next to him explained: "My master doesn't seem to understand your story."

"Don't worry about it," Hua Zhai looked at the rich man and smiled teasingly, "Simply speaking, you're all dead, so don't worry about anything, just be happy."

As Hua Zhai said, he stood up and moved his wrists.

The servant's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to run subconsciously, but it was too late, he just made a move, Hua Zhai had already stepped in front of him, grabbed his collar and threw him out, hitting the wall above.

Before anyone landed, Hua Zhai floated over like a ghost, grabbed the servant by the neck, and nailed him to the wall without moving up or down.

Hua Zhai was too strong to resist at all. The male servant couldn't breathe well, so he could only cough in pain.

Lin Ziyu also stood up, looking down at the rich man, "We can't decide what happens after death, but if you want, we don't mind helping you clean up the ghost."

The rich man whined a few times, and he wanted to turn his head to see how difficult the situation of the servant was.

Lin Zijuan enthusiastically pushed his wheelchair and turned around. When he saw the bloody manservant, the rich man let out a panic and almost passed out.

So Lin Zijuan turned the wheelchair back.

Lin Zijuan leaned on the side of the wheelchair with one hand, leaned over to look at the rich man, and let his personal coercion restrain him, "How about it, we don't charge."

The rich man met Lin Ziqian's gaze, it was a pair of cold eyes, even if he stretched out his hand and strangled himself in the next step, it would not be surprising.

A few seconds later, the rich man looked away, at a loss.

"Actually, you also know that the reason why you became like this is because the servant poisoned you, but now, without him, you may not be able to survive for a long time. You can only muddle through," Lin Zijiao stood up straight, " Why, now you don't even dare to kill your enemies?"

From the perspective of the rich man, most of Lin Ziyu was in the shadows, and he felt that it was a mass of evil spirit wrapped in malice, no matter how calm it looked, people would not dare to get close to it.

Lin Ziyu sternly said, "Death is the end. Otherwise, what do you think is the boundary between life and death? If you think about it clearly, you have your last breath left. When this breath is gone, you will have no chance to be reconciled."

"I……"

"I still don't want to. I'm afraid I will die in pain without him taking care of me?" Lin Ziyu's tone was very calm, and the aggressiveness just now disappeared, as if he was easy to talk to, "Okay."

The rich man stared blankly at Lin Zi Prison.

Hua Zhai on the other side had already let go of the servant, turned around and walked over, "It's over, we can judge and announce the result."

Lin Ziyu gave a "hmm" to express his second opinion.

The two players on their side were too proactive, and they marked themselves as the end. There was no objection from the players, and the turntable acted accordingly, and all the settings in the scene were fixed, including the half-dead man. Servants, including the dumbfounded millionaire.

Then, a voice sounded, this time it was not an emotionless mechanical voice, but a normal low-pitched human voice, "Congratulations to the two players for cooperating to achieve a win-win achievement. According to the rules, the prizes agreed by both parties are void..."

Lin Zijuan listened quietly, and after the voice disappeared, he raised his chin slightly, "The roulette game won't end until the winner is determined," Lin Zijuan pointed between the two of them, " This is a 1v1 game, and we don't seem to have a winner yet."

Hua Zhai narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was obsessively looking at Lin Ziyu: "You are still so vigilant, the end is just to coax you, this is just a warm-up, our betting date will continue to the next level... the next one I will be the person who opened the checkpoint, how about killing me?"

Hua Zhai took a few steps closer and took Lin Ziqian's hand. There was a rose tattoo on the inside of his wrist.Hua Zhai put Lin Ziqian's hand on his lips, kissed the tattoo, "Rose District No. [-] checkpoint, I'll wait for you."

·

"Are you finally going to face Ying Zheng?"

"En." Hua Zhai responded.

Hua Zhai is still in the mansion just now, and the servants and the rich man are still in a frozen state, but Lin Ziyu himself has already left.

In the entire room, only Hua Zhai was able to move around.

"You may die."

A voice from nowhere was talking to Hua Zhai.

"That's not bad, I'll die clean and thorough."

"If you die, you won't know anything. What if you still have an obsession that you can't let go of? Will you be willing?"

This time, Hua Zhai didn't answer for a long time. The setting sun coming in from the window stretched his shadow infinitely, and part of it went beyond the ground and folded onto the wall.

Hua Zhai didn't move, neither did his shadow, and the wall became a cage to lock his shadow.