God does not love the world [unlimited]

"Bang bang bang-"

There was a knock on the castle door.

Peter Pan lowered his eyes and locked the lock before leaving the room. The metal slammed on the door and turned half a circle, reflecting the gilt plate with the words "Little Red Riding Hood" engraved on the door.

The knocking on the door outside the castle did not know when it stopped, and someone outside could be heard talking vaguely:

"Are you sure there's someone in here?"

This is the voice of the first person.

"The footprints outside are still dry."

This is the voice of the second person.

"But isn't it raining heavily outside now?" The first person questioned, "If it is a mud print left a long time ago, it is wet by the rain now..."

The door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Peter Pan was stunned when he saw the people coming outside, "Pinocchio?"

Ji Congyang was interrupted before he could finish his sentence, and the expression on his face seemed more stupefied than the other party.He looked at the other party's green leaf clothes, and at the way the other party was floating in the air, searched his knowledge reserves, and tried to call: "Peter Pan?"

Peter Pan's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back, and only asked, "Do you want to come in?"

It was dark outside and it was raining heavily.

Ji Congyang turned to ask his companions for advice.

Qiao Yan said, "Okay."

Shuying didn't say a word, her whole face fell into the shadow of the pointed hat, she acquiesced.

Everyone could see clearly that Peter Pan's eyes were full of pure joy at that moment, like a child who suddenly got a teddy bear from his parents as a gift, and the ending sound rose: "I still have your room, None of them moved."

The three entered the castle from the main entrance, and Shuying stood in front of the wall, looking at one of the doors: "Little Red Riding Hood?"

Peter Pan said, "He came back earlier than you, and is asleep now."

Just as Shuying took a step forward, someone grabbed her hand.

Qiao glanced at him in distaste, then hopped back to her room with one leg, and was the first to close the door.

After 5 minutes, all three players entered the room.

Ten minutes later, Peter Pan knocked on the door one after another, bringing bread and wine to the three.

Twenty minutes later, Qiao Yan rolled out of the window.

Shi Yu stood in the room and clearly heard the sound of the window being opened behind him.When he turned around, he dodged to the window, grabbed the shadow outside the window and yanked it into the room.

"Whoa-"

Rain splashed.

Shi Yu saw the person's face: "Why are you here?"

"Looking for you." Qiao Yan jumped to the table.

There are balconies outside this row of rooms, and a lot of rain seeps in through the cracks in the doors.

Shi Yu looked at his now lonely leg: "Is that how you are?"

Qiao Yan's face was paralyzed as always: "It's been like this since I came here, but I don't feel anything. If I run for my life, I will definitely run faster than you."

Shi Yu had also seen the speed of the other party's natal weapon, so without asking, he stretched out his hand and threw the blanket on the bed to him: "Have you eaten?"

Qiao Yan raised his hand to accept it: "No."

Two seconds later, he suddenly realized something: "Is there a problem with the food?"

Shi Yu: "Sleeping pills."

Qiao Yan grabbed the blanket to wipe off the rainwater on his body: "Peter Pan opened the gate of the castle for us just now, and said that you came here before us, but you were already asleep."

Shi Yu pulled back the chair: "He came to my room to see."

"In the end, you were tricked by pretending to be asleep?"

"Ah."

Qiao Yan looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Are you alright?"

In order to prevent people from being found awake without lighting candles in the room, Shi Yu sat in the dim light and was at a loss when he heard the words: "Is... nothing wrong?"

Qiao Yan: "I said sleeping pills."

Shi Yu reacted: "I tasted it after taking a sip, and spit out the water."

Qiao Yan paused for a moment while wiping her hair, and took off the blanket on top of her head very slowly: "You are so sensitive to drugs, shouldn't you be born with it?"

Shi Yu was stunned for a moment: "It is."

"It's been there since you were a human being, but it wasn't there when you were a god?"

"Ah."

Qiao Yan looked at him: "Are you PTSD?"

Shi Yu said, "No."

"Is it okay?"

"No."

The window was left open because someone came in suddenly, and a cold wind suddenly blew outside, and icy rainwater was sprinkled into the floor of the room, just splashing on his heels.

Qiao Yan suddenly asked, "Aside from drinks, are there other things that have been drugged?"

Shi Yu didn't want to understand why the topic suddenly jumped here: "There shouldn't be any in the bread."

In addition to the food from Peter Pan, there was also a bamboo basket on the table, which was probably Little Red Riding Hood's own equipment. Shi Yu brought it here, and it also contained cakes, wine, and freshly picked flowers.

Qiao Yan reached out and took a donut from in front of him, took a bite, and said after swallowing, "I've been eavesdropping for so long, are you planning to come out?"

The shadow outside the window swayed, and another person jumped in.

Wizard robes, pointed hat.

It was Shuying.

Shi Yu sat on a chair and waited, watching helplessly as the person in front of her finished eating the donuts, then went to eat the cream cake, and then went to get macarons after eating the cream cake.

He couldn't hold back: "When do you plan to go back?"

Joe gave him a tired look.

Shi Yu could only remind: "Peter Pan should have brought food to your room as well."

Qiao Yan threw a chocolate ball into his mouth: "I came here to find you, didn't I tell you earlier?"

Shi Yu: "What do you want me to do?"

"No." Qiao Yan thought for a while, "If looking at you counts."

Shi Yu was silent.

Qiao Yan leaned on the edge of the table: "If I hadn't been standing here, where would you have been?" He said calmly, "Outside the room? In the forest?"

Shi Yu listened: "It's inside the castle."

Qiao Yan looked down at him: "Whose dream do you think this is going to be here?"

"I'm not sure." Shi Yu said, "there are only four players who are still alive. They may be Little Red Riding Hood, they may be wizards, they may be tin soldiers or Pinocchio, and they may even be those six animals including lions. After all Science has proved that animals can dream, not to mention this is a fairy tale world."

Qiao Yan asked, "Do you have any other candidates?"

"Peter Pan."

"Isn't he dead in reality?"

"It may be that the last fantasy in life became a world, it may be an illusion formed by persistent obsessions, or it may be something else." Shi Yu repeated, "This is a fairy tale world."

Qiao Yan could tell that the "fairy tale world" in his mouth did not refer to the fusion of several storybooks to become true, or the flat two-dimensional life of the protagonist after the story gave birth to self-awareness, but simply refers to this world. The truth cannot be measured by the usual modern tropical rainforest: when a puppet tells a lie, its nose will grow longer; It's absurd and unreasonable.

"I'll go too."

Shi Yu turned her head to look at Shuying, and the other party also expressed to follow at this time.

"I can do it alone."

Qiao Yan tore a piece of paper and slowly wiped off the icing on his hands: "And then? You find out the way to get out of here, and then tell us the result? Let us step on the road you walked through in advance to the Roman Avenue ?”

Shi Yu wasn't sure if there was anger in the other party's voice.

"Shi Yu."

Two words bite clearly.

"I didn't follow you to beg you for a solution to the problem, and I didn't plan to be a decorative pendant from beginning to end." Qiao Yan looked at him with no extra emotion in his eyes, "Of course I know you don't. I have seen us, if you are really invincible to the point of invulnerability, then I would be happy to make you a mascot who can't speak. But unfortunately you are not, since you will be sick, injured, hurt, cry and bleed, why not Trying to lean on someone else when you're on the verge of getting hurt?"

"Jump down the stairs—this is the way to leave that you wrote on that piece of paper yourself, why didn't you say it? In this game, you are clearly more accurate than anyone else in terms of timing. How can you find the time in one sentence?" I don’t have a chance to make it clear in person? Borrowing the double-sided tape in advance is because you have already thought about testing the correctness of the method with your own body, right? Because even if the average player is attacked by an animal and falls, they will eventually be killed by the animal. The corpse will still appear on the steps. If Ji Congyang saw your corpse on those steps, he would naturally know that your method was wrong, and we don't need to take any more risks. But he didn't see it, which means you That's right, so now we're all down your way."

Qiao Yan rested one hand on the back of the chair, looking down at the other party in an almost oppressive posture: "Everyone is wary of being taken advantage of, and old players who have coaxed new players to die in the monthly novice field will You were dragged out of the whole forum and whipped corpses. You are good, rushing to be a pathfinder for others. What kind of identity do you take care of our lives like this? A living god or a clay bodhisattva? When someone calls you a god, you will really To play Purdue sentient beings in this kind of place?"

Shi Yu didn't know if he didn't react, or just listened quietly out of politeness. He neither interrupted nor showed any attitude towards his words.

Qiao didn't even want to wait for his attitude: "I don't care what you have done in the past, how many positions you have touched, and how many monsters and ghosts you have seen, but at least you are standing here now even younger than me. I don’t want to count how many lives I owe you in the gear, but ordinary people will give you a chance to repay you, can you stop being so hegemonic?”

After a long while, Shi Yu said slowly, "If you are like this, going out will only make you a living target."

Is this the point?

"I don't need to worry about that." Qiao Yan said with a paralyzed face, "I said, if I really want to run away, I will definitely be faster than you."

Shi Yu then continued: "I have no hegemony, those are all voluntary."

Joe hated to look at him.

"I'm not joking with my life. Whether in the gears or on the stairs, I only try to get out when I guess and have a certain degree of certainty."

Shi Yu was not in an argumentative tone, but seemed to be narrating a very common fact: "I never thought about saving anyone, even if I didn't have you, I would still leave, so I have to try sooner or later. My starting point has never been For you, there is no need for you to feel that you owe me anything because of this."

At about this moment, Qiao Yan felt as if he had glimpsed the true appearance of the other party's soul curled up in the body.

The Buddha saves all living beings, God blesses the world.

People in the world say that gods and Buddhas are merciful, but in fact, their sympathy is never for others, but for themselves; because they have their own rules of conduct in their hearts, and helping the world in the eyes of others is just their own convenience.

10 minute later.

Shi Yu stood at the stairs of the castle, looked back at the two tails behind her, and still couldn't figure out how things got to this point.

After explaining that 10 minutes ago, he thought that Qiao Yan should figure it out and give up, but what he got in return was that the other party knocked on the table with his hands and thought for ten seconds before confirming: "Are you not a hegemony?"

He looked bewildered.

Qiao Yan said: "You can go wherever you want, this is your freedom, and I will not control you. In the same way, it is my freedom to follow you. Don't try to knock our necks and pillows to make us dizzy and interfere with us. "

Then he emphasized his tone: "Can it be done?"

Shi Yu was silent for three seconds: "You don't need to look at Ji Congyang?"

"Him?" Qiao Yan snorted, "I'm afraid he would have eaten and drunk and fallen asleep on the bed as early as the time when Peter Pan brought the food up."

"..."

Overthinking is useless.

Shi Yu went up the stairs and came to the second floor. Before he had time to observe the light of the candle leaking from the crack of the door, the handle of one of the doors was suddenly turned from the inside.

The next second, Peter Pan floated out of the room.