After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

As soon as those two entered the door, Tan Chi and Xi Bei got into the left and right doors together.

The upper room on the left and right has nothing to do with the "upper". The outside is still a magnificent corridor, but when you open the door and enter, it turns into a dilapidated house and a tiled shed.

None of the walls, windows, and even doors are complete, but they are exceptionally clean, as if they are often cleaned.

Fortunately, there was a small hall at the end of the porch, with two wooden couches, Tan Chi sat on one of them, and Xi Bei was next to him, half leaning on the back, twisting the beads in his hand.

Left and right took the other one, posing like the master with their legs crossed.

Zhao Meng stood aside awkwardly: "Lord Zuo...do you want me to do something?"

Left and right picked up a handful of gold and silver, Hao Wan took it and sat on his lap, fiddling with the valuable jewels, like throwing stones.

"What's your name, my lord? See you more. Come here, just call me brother!"

Left and right beckoned Zhao Meng to get closer to him, Zhao Meng tremblingly leaned over and tentatively called "Brother Zuo".

"That's right." He patted Zhao Meng's arm lightly from left to right, smiling all over his face, lovingly like a brother, "From now on, you should hang out with me more, and avoid being so close to Master Xiao Xie."

Zhao Meng asked: "Why?"

"Where are there so many why..." Touching the gold chain around his neck left and right, he replied.

Zhao Meng wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by the left and right: "Okay, okay, your brother is very busy, don't bother him."

are you busy?

Zhao Meng tilted his head and thought, his brother seems to have nothing else to do except eating, sleeping, and going to school, and his brother graduated early today, so he is even less busy.

"My brother... what is he busy with?" Zhao Meng hesitated, but still asked the bottom line.

Scratching his head left and right, he didn't know what Mr. Xie was busy with, but he just received a hint from his family's Mrs. Fan's eyes and a message from his spiritual sense, asking him to find a way to pull Zhao Meng away.

Why is this kid so clueless?

Worried about left and right, Tan Chi, who was sitting on the other side, said, "I'm busy with some things that I don't want outsiders to know."

Because Tan Chi is short and fat, he looks richer than the left and right, and leaning back looks like a Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the world. Coupled with Xi Bei's faint prayers, the two of them look fairy-like Fluttering.

Zhao Meng didn't know Tan Chi, but when he ran out of the self-examination room in fear just now and couldn't stand still, it was this kind-hearted middle-aged man who helped him up.

Things that are not good for outsiders to know... Zhao Meng tilted his head and thought for a long time, but his head was still a mess and he couldn't figure it out.

But those few people had no intention of explaining to him anymore, they were chatting together, Zhao Meng could only vaguely hear something like "big brother" or "boss", but they didn't really hear it.

Tan Chi was very strange. After a while, he stuffed his fist into his mouth, as if something was blocked.

The sound of Xi Bei's prayer beads colliding into the room didn't stop.

Hao Wan rolled around on the ground with a jade wrench.

The left and right still look familiar.

Zhao Meng shook his head, shivering and hid in the corner, he must tell his brother tomorrow morning, the people in this room are really weird.

……

The door closed automatically after Fan Wujiu came in.

Xie Bian stood behind the door and turned the old-fashioned lock twice to secure it.

He didn't see the real appearance of the upper room until he was done with everything.

Walking through the porch, past the living room, there is a neat and clean bedroom inside.

The setting sun shines on the carpet through the floor-to-ceiling windows, setting off the moon-white wool blanket as luxurious as sprinkling gold.

There was even a small table and two rocking chairs in front of the window. After Fan Wujiu came in, he hung the windbreaker on the hanger at the end of the bed, and lay on the rocking chair to watch the sunset.

The room is comfortable and comfortable, the fly in the ointment is that there is only one bedroom in the upper room, and there is only one bed in the bedroom.

The bed was covered with a gray and white patterned quilt, Xie Bian stared at it as if he had known him before.

That's right, the layout of this room is similar to Fan Wujiu's bedroom, the position of the hangers, the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the pattern of the bedding on the bed are all the same.

Even the rocking chair and small coffee table where Lao Fan often leaned on for a drink or two were there.

If the "I don't want to go to school" in the self-examination room has something to do with what he hates in his heart, then the upper room in the evil environment is probably the reflection of the place of peace of mind. Xie Bian is a little confused. There are obviously two people in the room, why the room reflects Is it Fan Wujiu's and not his?

Probably he has no peace in his heart.

Fan Wujiu closed his eyes and meditated, feeling at ease. Xie Bian walked around the room, and the only one who could sit in the room was Fan Wujiu. When he saw the small coffee table, he could think of Fan Wujiu burning his buns and "toasting" "Inviting Mingyue", it is absolutely impossible to sit there.

Xie Bian stood by the window, recalling what he had seen and heard during the day, and just as he thought of the big white duck ostentatiously passing through the market, Fan Wujiu disrupted his thoughts.

Fan Wujiu tapped his finger on the crystal coffee table: "What are you thinking about standing there, why don't you come and sit down for a while."

He was in no hurry.

That's right, the people and ghosts here, from Zuo Zuo to Hao Wan, from "Flower Card" to the wooden man, none of them mean to be in a hurry.

Xie Bian sat down obediently, but his body was still upright, which meant that he was not in the same boat as Fan Wujiu.

It was so easy that he didn't have to play mahjong anymore. Xie Bian really wanted to go out and have a look, to see this building, this town, and what those wooden men were.

"Wait until it gets dark."

Fan Wujiu closed his eyes and shook the chair, as if he could hear what was in his heart.

As the sun was setting, Xie Bian was living in the world, and he realized that he hadn't noticed the sun for a long time.

……

In fact, there is also a round of red sun underground, and it will be bright day and night on the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year, illuminating the way for the dead to come and go.

The sun is a fake sun, these things in the ground can't see the sun, and the big bright red guy on the top is a fake that the creator gods pulled out from nowhere, and it's only for lighting purposes.

Xie Bi'an often sat on the stone archway in Wuwang City, dangling his legs to look at the scenery in front of the city.

With a leaf in his mouth, Fan Wujiu half-lyed down beside Xie Bi'an, propped his body on his hands, crossed his legs, and approached Xie Bi'an with half of his body.

Under the bright "red sun", the two people who were sitting and lying down looked as if they were leaning against each other from a distance.

There are often ghosts passing by in front of the city, passing through Wuwang City to Naihe Bridge.

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month, there were the most ghosts, and those rushing out to meet their families could line up from under the Mimi tree all the way to the outside of Wuwang City for thirty miles.

Xie Bi'an liked to watch such excitement, so he found a seat early to sit and listen to the excitement, whispering ghostly words, like humming a song.

The ill-fated early-dead ghosts cried and cried all the way, and the old dead ghosts who died in bed happily exchanged their longevity experiences.

The ghost city of human affection has passed through the city.

The light of the "red sun" also sprinkled on them.

"It's been a long time since I saw the sky and the sun." Xie Bian tilted his head to look at the endless darkness above the underground world, watching a red sun burn through the "sky".

Fan Wujiu spat out the leaves in his mouth: "Yes, sunshine and white clouds, blue sky and clear water... Fool, do you miss the world?"

In the human world, it was 998 years when Xie Bi'an came to Wuwang City, and the human world was too far away for him.

Xie Bi'an shook his head, not knowing whether he wanted to or not.

"Fool." Fan Wujiu called him again for no reason, then lay down on Xie Bi'an's lap, and fell asleep after a while.

Xie Bi'an hesitantly stretched out his hand and smoothed his forehead hair.

Passing his hand over the face, he felt Fan Wujiu's breath.

Calm and warm.

……

Xie Bian came back to his senses, and Fan Wujiu beside him also fell asleep as in his memory.

The setting sun shone on Fan Wujiu, calm and peaceful.

These memories for no reason came out of his mind at some point, as if they were lost and recovered, and it seemed that they had never been lost.

He had already forgotten when he and Fan Wujiu had such intimate and peaceful years.

Presumably, it was the overlapping of reality and scenes deep in memory that made him dig out some deeply buried memories.

The time in the evil environment seemed to be faster than outside, it was dark in a blink of an eye, Fan Wujiu was still asleep, Xie Bian didn't have the nerve to disturb him, so he got up and prepared to go out.

Just before reaching the door, Fan Wujiu's voice came faintly from behind: "Sneaky, where are you going?"

Xie Bian closed his mouth, bit his lower lip: "No, you fell asleep."

No, I went out by myself when you fell asleep.

Fan Wujiu understood the logic of the child's words and actions, so he passed Xie Bian and opened the door to walk ahead without any further explanation from him.

The bright red Ah Piao No. [-] was standing still at the stairs, seeing the black and white two people approaching, he couldn't hold his cane steadily, obviously he didn't expect that there would be people out for a walk in the middle of the night.

Ah Piao No. [-] opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

Xie Bian passed by him, glanced to the side, Fan Wujiu was loosening his wrist, it was really him who moved his hands and feet.

Originally, he was thinking of opening the window, but now it's all right, no one dares to control Fan Wujiu as he swaggers through the main entrance.

The first floor is the self-examination room and the chess and card room, the third floor is the rest area, what is the second floor for, and where are the rest of the wooden figures?

As Xie Bian thought, he turned directly to the second floor, and Fan Wujiu then told Ah Piao No. [-] to also shut up.

The lobby on the second floor was empty, with a few large cabinets half a person's height parked. Because there were no lights, Xie Bian couldn't see it clearly, so he walked up to observe it.

There are three large cabinets, tall at the front and short at the back. They are smooth and watery to the touch with one hand, and their shapes seem familiar.

Fan Wujiu touched the window and opened the curtain in the dark, and under the moonlight, Xie Bian could see clearly what was under his hand.

Three large black coffins were parked in the hall on the second floor.

They were taken upstairs in the evening, and there was nothing here, but now there are three extra coffins out of thin air.

Next to the coffin were white flags and a spiritual tent, and the gloomy wind passed through the hall, and the originally magnificent hall became a place to stop the coffin.

Xie Bian stood at the front and observed, and noticed some subtle things.

The two coffins on the left and right are larger, and the one in the middle is slightly smaller.

Xie Bian approached and walked around again, and noticed some other differences.

The four corners of the smaller coffin were sealed with ingot nails, while the two larger coffins had a descendant nail placed on top, the coffin lid was only partially covered, and the coffin was not sealed.

It doesn't matter whether the coffin is big or small, and there is also the difference between sealed and unsealed, which is really weird.

Xie Bian kept having doubts about what was hidden in the sealed coffin, and why the coffin was not sealed.

Fan Wujiu was obviously also curious about something, because when Xie Bian was thinking about something, he had already walked over and lifted the lid of the coffin.

There was a muffled sound as the heavy wood rubbed against each other, and the floating dust poured out of the coffin, Fan Wujiu covered his sleeves to cover it, but still coughed lightly twice.

The old stench rushed over from afar, Xie Bian wrinkled his nose, and wanted to take a few steps back, but Fan Wujiu seemed to have seen something, half of his body was already above the coffin, hovering observe.

As they were far away, Xie Bian couldn't see the expression on Lao Fan's face clearly, so he could only hold his breath as hard as he could, and slowly moved closer.

Fan Wujiu shouted at him suddenly: "Don't come over!"

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The author has something to say:

I'm going out for dinner tonight, so update it in advance.

If there are missing typos, please help catch bugs, thank you!

I conveniently wrote a copy for the pre-acceptance next door, and checked it, and it turned out to be 700 words. I am indeed the king of nonsense!

"Death Game [Infinity]"

When everyone was desperately trying to survive in the doomsday game, Xie Ying in the corner bumped into the monster and died.

When others want to live, Xie Ying only wants to die. It's really because - the treatment after death is simply amazing!

In the dungeon waiting area, there are not only tables, chairs, benches and small sofas where you can watch others play games, but also a small shop selling peanuts, melon seeds and mineral water. You can eat and drink without getting tired. Xie Ying is getting more and more comfortable every day.

"Uncle, I'm here again, here to pack cigarettes!" Xie Ying leaned on the counter and deftly exuded his handsome charm to the shop owner.

The boss pushed out Xie Ying who came ten times a day: "I'm sorry, our shop is closed from today."

Xie Ying:? ? ? ?

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After Xie Ying skillfully fell at the boss's feet once, he was not teleported to the waiting area again.

System: Your death points have reached the standard, and the system will open an exclusive instance for you, please be prepared.This dungeon is for two people, please wait patiently for your teammates.

Xie Ying:? ? ? ?What about being brave enough to lie flat and refuse to involve?I want my staging area!I want my commissary boss!

But after the prompt sounded, Xie Ying was sent to the door of the so-called exclusive copy.He squatted at the door of the dungeon and knocked out the only two packs of melon seeds left, when the owner of the commissary actually waited for him.

Xie Ying: Haha, I already knew that the system would have nothing to do with me, a lying trash player!

Boss: ... Hello, my name is Ji Shu, and I'm your teammate.

Xie Ying:? ? ? ?

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When Xie Ying cleared the level for the first time from the exclusive dungeon, he saw his name appear in the penultimate position on the leaderboard.

Thank you, Ying, 1 point.

Xie Ying: Good!Not last!

Ji Shu: ... Zhang San under you is also 1 point, and the rankings are sorted by surname.

Xie Ying decided to take care of his teammates who were more proficient than himself in the dungeon just now, and eagerly asked about Ji Shu's points.

Ji Shu: Higher than you.

Xie Ying pushed forward: Ji Shu, 2 points.

Players who lie flat hold hands, whoever rises first is the dog.

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Xie Ying activated the death points leaderboard, only to find that there are a lot of people in this game who are more deadly than him, such as Uncle J, who ranks first, with a score of 9999.

Xie Ying: This Uncle J is awesome, when can I hug his thigh!

Ji Shu: Why did you call me?

Xie Ying:? ? ? ?

……

Later, when he was forced to hug his thigh, the person involved, Xie Ying, said with a sore back and back pain: Now I regret it, very regretful.

Ji Shu (Uncle J): I don't want to, but he calls me Uncle.