The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

The boss looked at Ding Yiqing curiously, and was stunned when he met his eyes: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Ding Yiqing didn't answer and asked instead: "Have you been a cat here for 20 years?"

The boss shook his arms, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to Ding Yiqing: "The place where the mental breakdown is treated, old Li Tou and Zhang Laogou who used to be dead and serious come here."

Ding Yiqing confiscated the cigarette he handed out, and the boss muttered, 'I still don't smoke', put the cigarette on his ear, lit another one, and then muttered: "I have invited you several times before, but you didn't come. Why did you come here in person this time? Who did you come for?"

Ding Yiqing: "I didn't expect you to bring the story into the video game city and let a group of ordinary people play it."

The boss said indifferently: "Anyway, they won't be directly stimulated to go crazy like we were back then. Besides, the stories I moved are relatively simple, and within the psychological threshold of human beings, they will not be shocked."

Ding Yiqing: "Counting this time, the story meeting will be held four times in total, and there will be one person present each time. Can I think that you hold this story meeting specially for someone?"

Boss: "Then there are too many candidates."

He got a chair, a bottle of Erguotou, and a plate of peanuts. While shaking his slippers, he pointed to some unfamiliar faces on the screen and said that this came four times, just in time for the story meeting project, and that also came four times, every time. When it came to the story meeting, and today's story meeting was decided on the spur of the moment after he bought the tickets, there must be a special fate that made them meet in the video game city.

"If I have to say that the story meeting is for someone, I think it should be the woman with red lips in the lower right corner." The boss's expression was serious, and he became obscene in a second: "Because she is the most mysterious and sexy hahaha...the way she rushed to the audience Sassy yet flirtatious, you see that yellow-haired man on the opposite side is so washed up, he feels ready to raise a white flag at any time."

Ding Yiqing glanced at him coldly.

The boss's wretched and mocking laugh gradually became smaller, and he slowly put it away, staring at Ding Yiqing for a long time before pretending to suddenly realize: "Oh...you are here for the yellow hair, I just read it right, you have been paying attention to the yellow hair hair."

Ding Yiqing withdrew his gaze and looked at Cen Jin in the lower right corner.

The light from the monitor cast shadows on his face, making him look like a silent statue, the kind of perfect statue that the artist put his heart and soul into, scrapping tens of thousands of stones at the last moment.

The boss's expression was tense, because of too much force, he could even see his cheek muscles twitching slightly, he took down the cheap earthen cigarette he was smoking in his mouth, it cost two yuan a pack, it was strong and pungent, and he could clearly feel it when he took a puff From the mouth to the lungs are thick smoke.

He reprimanded a little irritably: "Why are you still crazy?"

Ding Yiqing's face was cold, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly laughed, full of contempt and disdain.

The boss suddenly furious: "Why are you laughing? Everyone recognizes the reality, only you are still immersed in the illusion, Ding Yiqing, you have a lump in your head, and you are very sick! There is no history in reality, nor the one you are looking for. Man, you're fucking empathy right now! Fuck, you disappeared for so many years and didn't do anything, and it's just Li Daoyi, that serious idiot who insisted on leaving your name in the organization association, otherwise you would have been eliminated long ago.

Still a legendary boss, I bah!

It's nothing more than fooling the ignorant children now, you are a paranoid, a patient with severe schizophrenia. "

Ding Yiqing: "Didn't you also hide for 20 years?"

Boss: "This is what I call active healing. When I recover from my illness, I will leave the mountain immediately."

Ding Yiqing turned her head, and her two strange eyes locked on the boss, who froze and sweated for a moment.

"I remember that your video game city was not even allowed to enter before it was full. Why did you still hire child labor back then? Is it special care for Cen Jin, or does it also have an empathy effect on him?"

"Cen Jin?" The boss was stunned for a moment before he realized it: "You mean yellow hair? He was skinny and lived in poverty back then. He worked hard and never slacked off. Why should I take extra care of him?"

Ding Yiqing's mood turned cold in an instant, and he became indifferent, and he also began to be indifferent when dealing with the boss.

The boss felt that he was facing a hot and cold scumbag, and couldn't help but think back to Ding Yiqing back then... It seems that there is not much difference, but in general, it is not as cloudy and sunny as it is now, with a weird temper, and people are facing him. At that time, it was like looking at an unknown beast in the abyss.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with admitting it. It's true that the first story meeting started preparations after seeing Huang Mao, but it has nothing to do with empathy, it's just the kind of feeling that comes out, you know?"

The boss explained dryly, as if trying to cover up.

"But he doesn't give me face! I opened a project for five days, the traffic exploded, and everyone was crazy, but in this crazy atmosphere, only Huang Mao was in it and had nothing to do with himself. He was immersed in work, and the employees went from half price to It's free, everyone else went to have fun, only he is as stable as Mount Tai."

"Then?"

"Then I got into a fight with him, and I had to lure him to break the self-discipline with my own hands. Although I failed many times, I succeeded this time." The boss is very proud.

Ding Yiqing reminded: "He didn't have a part-time job this time."

Boss: "Shut up."

There was an embarrassing atmosphere in the monitoring room. After a while, the boss spoke again: "Speaking of which, I have a relationship with Huangmao. The extraordinary technique he activates is gravity control, just like me."

Coincidentally, the first paper on 'Gravity Control' written by a legendary boss that Cen Jin saw in the forum was written by the boss.

Ding Yiqing started another topic: "I still have the authority to set the venue and time for the group stage."

"Yes." The boss asked, "Why are you talking about that?"

Ding Yiqing: "Let me use your venue to start the first individual points match."

Boss: "? No, there are at least 200 students participating in the competition in Asia, and more than 200 people are on the way, and more than 17 people are sleeping somewhere in Xinhai City. You didn't say anything in advance, and suddenly opened the first personal points game Isn’t the competition a scam? With only 400 people participating, what should the other [-] people do?”

Ding Yiqing: "At least I didn't start a team competition."

Boss: "Are you still proud? What justification do you use for the sudden start of the game?"

Ding Yiqing: "Luck is just as important in competition."

Boss: "You're fucking partial to your ass."

The boss cursed, but he didn't stop Ding Yiqing. He couldn't fight or persuade him when he was normal before, not to mention that he is a sober and rational lunatic now. He does have authority and uses quite legitimate reasons.

Although it is expected that the announcement of this event will continue, and the participating students in Asia will be mourned. It is estimated that countless people will curse Ding Yiqing, and it will inspire many people who have headaches about how to prepare for the event, but among the 17 people, the Huaxia branch accounted for eight, barely The boss with vested interests chose to shut up and call.

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In the room of the video game city, the girl in school uniform who took out the dice said: "You choose a number, from 1 to 9, and the three numbers from 10 to 12 are discarded and start again. When there are six people left in the roll, in order to save time, Everyone can pick two numbers."

She asked, "Any objections?"

This is considered to be a relatively fair method at present, and no one disputes it.

The others finished talking about their numbers one after another. Furiluo chose 1. He said with a smile that 1 was his lucky number. Cen Jin knew that the Bharatese like odd numbers. 1 is the most commonly used and special odd number and will be regarded as a lucky number. It's normal.

"What about you?" The girl in school uniform asked Cen Jin.

Cen Jin: "3." There is no special meaning, because today is Wednesday.

Everyone picked out the numbers, the girl in school uniform started to roll the dice, the first one was taken by a boy with a hat of sixteen or seventeen, he immediately shouted 'lucky', then the elite man, Furi Luo got the third, he said ' Look, 1 is my lucky number', numbers [-] and [-] were taken by a same-sex couple on Cen Jin's right, but the woman with red lips got the dissatisfied sixth place.

After that, the girl in school uniform and her classmates got the seventh and eighth respectively, and Cen Jin was the ninth, receiving unanimous silent tribute.

Hat boy: "My story is called a driver. I am a driver who has worked for many years. Because of disputes with passengers, I was complained to the headquarters and lost my job. So I was going to drive home on a rainy night, and I bumped into a strange creature on the way .

I hurriedly got out of the car to check. Strangely, no corpse or blood was found, so I thought it was an illusion caused by fatigue.

I smoked a cigarette to refresh myself, and then continued to drive, passing a town, looking at it all the time, always feeling something was wrong in my heart, but I couldn't tell, and soon I left the town far behind.

At this time, I drove to a section of uninhabited road, with trees growing on both sides, like deformed figures in the dark.I thought it was too quiet, so I turned on the radio, switched to a news about a murder case, my palms were sweating, and I quickly turned it off.

Suddenly the car drove through a fork in the road, where there was a road sign saying 'Kusinara Road'. "

Cen Jin observed everyone's expressions, and found that Furiluo frowned when the boy in the hat mentioned Kusinara, obviously knowing that these words had special meanings.

The boy in the hat continued: "My eyes were fixed on the word 'corpse'. In my illusion, it seemed to be oozing blood. My intuition told me that it was a dead end, and I must not take it, so I hurried to another road. "

The woman with red lips folded her arms impatiently. The story of the boy in the hat is unremarkable. Although he tried to create a horror atmosphere, there were all lovers of escape and horror houses. You can guess the following story when you hear the beginning of the boy. .

It's nothing more than a guilty conscience. The fear and fear on the road are all personal imaginations because he killed someone.

First of all, the driver who has been working for many years will be fired when he is fired. It can be seen that he is either not popular or has accumulated too many complaints. The head office can't bear it.Secondly, assuming that the collision with the strange creature was an illusion, he still insisted on driving fatigued, and did not dare to stop for a rest when passing through towns.

And, why is he driving tired?In a hurry?Why rush?

Because I was running for my life.

Fatigued driving, horrible hallucinations, and the terrible silent environment did not make him sweaty palms with fear, but a murder news made him scared because it was wanted by the police.

As for Kusinara, it may refer to hell.

This is the story logic of the hat boy analyzed by everyone.

One thing that needs to be determined is whether his logic allows for the existence of non-human intelligent beings.

Cen Jin's key word is 'psychic'. Under normal circumstances, it is a good thing for him to have non-human intelligent creatures in logic.

The boy in the hat said: "The seemingly endless night will always end when the sun comes out. The driver stopped at the entrance of a small town and saw a dent in the front of the car when he got out of the car. The dispute with the passenger was due to a car accident, so I didn't think much about it.

He returned to his seat, and under the sunshine, he finally relaxed and fell into a sweet dreamland-finally finished! "

The young man smiled: "My key word is 'illusion', it's your turn, Uncle Elite."

Cen Jin was taken aback, hallucination?

Strictly speaking, there is only one hallucination in the story. The driver mistakenly thought that he had hit a heavy object, but is it that simple?

Anyone who has gone to school should know that a story must be developed around the core, echoing from the beginning to the end, and highlighting the center, and the theme of the project is "Story Club", so it is naturally required to be able to tell "story".

The story of the boy in the hat is actually quite scary when you think about it carefully. For example, hitting a heavy object may not be a hallucination. Why does he feel strange when he sees a strange town?Where is the blame?

Was the Kusinara sign he saw an illusion or real?Where is the last stop in the small town? Why can he, who is on the run, finally be able to sleep in peace?

Is the scene where the sun comes out at the end an illusion or reality?

Cen Jin saw the casual attitude of the elite man and the red-lipped woman, and then became serious after reacting to the original casual attitude. The story of the boy with a hat is plain and ordinary on the surface, but in fact it digs a lot of logical pits.

Moreover, these pits can be filled back at any time, and once the logic is violated, they will be eliminated immediately.

They underestimated the boy in the hat.

The student girl murmured: "Sure enough, those who can play here are very strong."

Cen Jin looked at her subconsciously, someone poked his left wrist, and turned his head to look at Fu Riluo.

Furiluo showed a friendly smile, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I know what 'Kusilana' refers to. Do we want to cooperate?"

As soon as Cen Jin opened his mouth, the phone vibrated immediately, and Fu Riluo's phone rang at the same time. When the two picked up the phone and looked at it, their expressions immediately changed.

At the same time, the students in other rooms invariably received a text message jointly notified by the head office + the head office + the head school.

Furiluo said regretfully: "Sorry, the cooperation proposal is invalid. I have to go all out to get the points."

Cen Jin didn't care, and he wasn't too interested in points. After all, it wasn't a team competition, and he didn't need to be responsible to other people, so individual points didn't matter.

Bie Riluo sized him up and couldn't help saying, "If you don't have enough points, you will be kicked out of the group stage."

Cen Jin responded reflexively: "Isn't there another chance to adjust the team members in the global preliminaries?"

After finishing speaking, he was stunned, and looked up at Fu Riluo, was this testing him?

However, Fu Riluo said without much thought: "You really don't want to participate in the competition. In fact, I don't want to. Even if you reach the finals, you have to take the second place to cover Rudaluo. Besides, there are so many talents in the finals, I might 4/ 1 to the finals."

He wrinkled his nose and said, "But in order for the crown prince to successfully ascend the throne, I still have to become Minister Gu Ming first."

Cen Jin: "You know Chinese culture quite well."

Buri Luo laughed: "Really? Actually, I practiced Dongmi and Zangmi in Liben and Huaxia respectively. You know, it is generally recognized abroad that Dongmi is the real Tang Mi, but only those who have practiced seriously can I understand the difference. The development of Eastern Tantra has been slow so far, while Tibetan Tantra has developed rapidly. I listened more and thought more, and even developed the Tantric Buddhism of "becoming a Buddha in one body". I am very interested in Tibetan secrets and Chinese culture, and lived in Chinese Tibetan secrets for several years.

I really like Chinese culture. "

He babbled and babbled so enthusiastically that Cen Jin was dizzy and struggled to figure out the relationship between them.

"Thank you."

Buriluo: "No, no, no."

"Hey! Have you finished talking?" The short-haired woman of one of the same-sex couples shouted honestly: "If you don't know how to play, please go out consciously, whisper when others start, and the phone is still on silent, do you know how to be polite?"

Cen Jin and Furi Luo quickly apologized, and when they turned off the phone to mute, they found that the Internet was blocked.

It is estimated that to ensure fairness, the competition venue was disconnected.

The elite man put on his glasses and said, "My story is called fingers. I am a lawyer who helps others with divorce lawsuits, and I am well-known in the industry. One day, the studio received a divorce property lawsuit from a woman and notified me to go to the office. The client's home.

I was driving there, and there was a car accident on the road, and the road was blocked. From a distance, I saw a group of people arguing in the middle of the road, and a sticky, thick black blood on the ground slowly flowed out of the crowd, like a small stream.

At that time, I was puzzled, why didn't the police call the police when someone died?

But I was in a hurry and didn't go over to join in the fun.The car couldn't get through, and there was no way to detour. Fortunately, it was very close to the client's residence, so I got out of the car and ran over, and was hit by a lump of bird droppings at the gate of the client's community.

It's too bad luck, I thought to myself, being hit by bird droppings means bad luck in the early stage, and today's list will not go well.

The client lives on the seventeenth floor, and the elevator was being repaired, so I had to climb up, and I was really exhausted.When I climbed to the [-]th floor, I heard loud bangs from above. After careful identification, I found that it was coming from the client’s house. I thought it was embarrassing. When a divorced couple fought, I would probably be angered if I went in. Helping out can win the favor of the client.

After a moment of hesitation, I sprinted up [-] meters, but the strange thing was that the sound disappeared. "

The elite man told a somewhat suspenseful story in a cold tone, and finally brought out the atmosphere.

With the foreshadowing of the boy in the hat, when other people listen to the story, they will inevitably think too much, and they will be terrified when they think carefully.

"It's very weird. Such a huge, loud sound disappeared in a second? It's very abrupt. I can still hear it with my front feet, but I can't hear it with my back feet. The echo of climbing the stairs, and my panting up the sixteenth floor.

I stood where I was, and suddenly turned my head to look behind me, but of course it was empty.

Just for a moment, I felt an invisible thing downstairs roaring and running towards me.To tell you the truth, I was really, my back felt weak and cold, and my calves were inexplicably soft, and I almost fell over. "

The woman with red lips sneered: "Are you sure you didn't climb the stairs until your legs became weak?"

The elite man looked straight at the past: "I thought so too at the time."

The smile of the woman with red lips froze, she sat up uncomfortably, lowered her eyes, why did she feel that this fabricated story seemed to be telling herself?

"After my breathing eased, my sense of hearing also came back. I went to open the door and waited for a long time, listening to the sound of footsteps inside, thinking wildly. The client seemed to have a bad temper. He obviously didn't come when he heard the bell.

When I was bored, I stared at the cat's eye and used my imagination. There is a classic horror story about the cat's eye. I saw blood red through the cat's eye. Later I realized that the owner of the house hanged himself behind the door. His bloodshot eyes happened to be facing the cat's eye.

I thought at the time, what would I see if I looked closely?

The footsteps inside are still lingering in the living room, going to the kitchen for a while, and going to the toilet and bedroom for a while. I wonder what the client is busy with?

Curiosity drove me to look closely at the cat's eye, only to find that the cat's eye is one-way, and I can only look inside and outside.

I sighed, lowered my head, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the crack in the door, thinking I could get down and have a look.

So I lay down on the crack of the door and looked inside, and my scalp felt numb for a moment, because I saw a pair of red high-heeled shoes facing the crack of the door—a woman in red high heels was sticking behind the door, looking at me through the peephole ! "

"Fuck!" The woman with red lips changed face.

The two students and girls held hands tightly. As for the same-sex couple, the bold short-haired girl covered the timid long-haired girl. On the contrary, the hat boy was quite courageous. Hearing this, his eyes lit up. Cen Jin guessed that it might be him Elite men can be voted out through the supernatural elements here.

Fu Riluo sighed in a low voice: "Wow, it's wonderful." He pointed to the large goosebumps on his arm and said, "I was scared."

Cen Jin looked at him speechlessly.

The elite man looked around blankly, and continued to say coldly: "I was so frightened that I fell to the ground, covered in cold sweat, when I heard a 'ding' sound, the elevator under maintenance opened, and a woman came out of it. She looked at me in surprise and asked me why I was sitting in front of her house.

I froze and asked tremblingly if she was the client.

She looked at me in surprise and said that the firm was efficient, no wonder the evaluation was excellent.

I became more and more frightened and asked her if there was anyone else in the room?

She said no, the lover had moved back with other women, and they had no children.

I belatedly realized that the footsteps in the room had disappeared. I watched the client push open the door, and the door squeaked. The situation in the inner room was slowly revealed before my eyes. Wearing a pair of red high heels, and the TV is on in the living room.

At this time, the news broadcast a car accident, which was the one I encountered on the road.

The client stared straight at the TV, with a secretive smile on his lips, and murmured in a low voice: The garbage in the house has finally been disposed of, and everything is easy.It's really lucky.

When I heard this sentence, my heart suddenly relaxed, and I agreed with it very much.

Yes, today is really lucky. "

Hearing this, Cen Jin frowned deeply. Before he could speak first, Fu Riluo raised his hand and asked, "So why is this story called finger?"

Everyone else looked at him in surprise, and the student sister asked, "Is this your first time playing storytelling?"

Furiluo nodded.

The student sister explained patiently: "There will be many rounds of the story, two rounds in each room, and there will be a break for exchanging information in between. Three people will be eliminated in each round, and those who remain after two rounds will continue to the next room and will Your story is strung together with the stories in other rooms until you find out the story line of the person on your identity card."

Fu Riluo: "So in the next round, his story is still called finger?"

Student sister: "Of course."

Fu Riluo: "It's so complicated."

The student sister nodded seriously: "Otherwise, why would it attract so many people to play?"

"You're quite lucky." The red-lipped woman said, "For the first time, the first round, you were able to choose room 2080 in the second half. You are the real 'lucky'."

Buriluo scratched his head: "Hey, I'm really lucky."

Cen Jin noticed the hasty exchange of glances between the woman with red lips and the boy in the hat, and immediately understood that besides him and Buriluo, other people probably had formed an alliance.

However, Furiluo exposed his identity as a novice, and it is estimated that he will become the target of the fire and be eliminated by the joint efforts first.

However, it is not certain who will win the deer.

A person who looks stupid may also be the killing god of the carry audience.

Cen Jin: "So, what are your keywords?"

The elite man suddenly smiled softly: "Love."

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The author has something to say:

PS: When Indian Buddhism spread to China, it was called Tang Mi.

Tang Mi developed Taimi (Taiwan), Dongmi (Japan, Kukai brought it back, just the character in the Legend of the Demon Cat), and Zangmi.

Dongmi is also known as Shingon Buddhism in Japan, and he claims to be the authentic Tang Mi.