God does not love the world [unlimited]

Shi Yu was silent for a moment.

As if he couldn't wait any longer, the boy's face suddenly changed, his eyeballs didn't blink, like a pair of lifeless glass beads: "Brother, it's not good to keep your words. Didn't you find my sister?"

When Shi Yu's eyes are quietly staring at something, it is actually quite confusing: others look as if he is looking at the person in front of him seriously, but only the person concerned can feel that the other party is not so much looking at him as he is simply staring in a daze .

The boy's long series of words brought his attention back, he blinked slowly, and his voice was calm: "When did I promise to help you find it?"

【…】

[No need to recall earlier, Shi Meiren only asked the little boy who his sister was after he said he wanted to find his sister, and really never said a single good word from the beginning to the end. 】

The boy's entire face darkened, and a black ghostly aura spread like a thick fog.

Shi Yu climbed over the handrail of the stairs, and jumped down a moment before the black air attacked. His feet landed on the other half of the handrail for cushioning, and his figure landed again.

He looked back at the black mist that was chasing close at hand, and didn't run anymore, letting the surging mist mess up his long hair.

The other party didn't move his feet, but the boy came down from upstairs like a ghost, his hands were covered with black mist: "Brother."

Shi Yu didn't speak again until the other party stopped in front of her, "I thought you would call me sister."

The boy almost stuck to his face: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"Very few boys have long hair."

"It's true that brother and sister have long hair, but you don't look alike at all." The boy still had a sweet smile on his face, "How could I admit my mistake?"

...not at all?

But it seems that the priest of Lingshan, the owner of the funeral home, and even Xu Zhukong's ghost didn't say that.

Shi Yu faced the cold and sharp black mist, and when he turned his head, a bloody gash was wiped out on the side of his neck.

He lowered his eyes: "Aren't you looking for your sister?"

The boy's hand that manipulated the ghost suddenly paused: "Do you want to help me find it?"

"No need to look for it," Shi Yu said, "She will show up at noon tomorrow."

■

Tomorrow noon is the time for the burial.

Taoist Master Lingshan informed several people of this in advance, because they will have to do the work of carrying the coffin.

There is no definitive conclusion as to when the most cloudy qi in a day is. Some people say it is Zishi, while others say it is noon.

Zishi is easy to understand, because it is at night; and at noon, the traditional saying is that the yang energy is the heaviest, and because of this, in ancient times, prisoners were asked to be cut at noon, and over time, the yin energy accumulated when people died, and it became It was the most cloudy moment.

For this question, in Fang Chen's words, its complexity is no less than the philosophical meaning of which came first, the chicken or the egg, and it is not something ordinary people like him can figure out.

The only female player, Hu Qiu, died. After Shi Yu was ordered by the priest of Lingshan to carry the coffin the next day, he asked a question by the way.

Daoist Lingshan heard this, and his eyes were full of suspicion: "Who is Hu Qiu? Aren't you four always the only ones coming with me?"

His eyes were clear, and it didn't seem like he was lying on purpose at all. On the contrary, it seemed that Hu Qiu had never appeared in the other party's memory.

Cheng Wuye waited until Taoist Master Lingshan left, and then approached him vaguely: "If the player dies in the game, all NPC-related memories in the current copy will be cleared."

Shi Yu looked up at him.

"Of course, the traces related to this player in reality will be cleared." Cheng Wuye raised the corner of his lower lip, "Do you know what the traces mean? The clothes you wore, the place you lived, the records of your study and work , all written words, all audio recordings, and even the memories about you in the minds of others will disappear.”

"It's as if you've never existed in this world."

■

In the afternoon, Shi Yu took the initiative to go out for the first time since the day he entered the game.

Leaving the house covered with white flags and wreaths, even the sun above the head seemed to become more intense, and the broken light hit the wet puddles, like a layer of white noise.

The village is located in the mountains, but it occupies a large area.There are several shops on the side of the downhill road, most of which sell daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

Shi Yu walked into the nearest one, stood in front of the glass counter, and quietly watched the colorful goods inside.

"Brother." The boy came out from nowhere and hugged his calf, "When will my sister come back?"

Shi Yu was silent for a few seconds, reached out to put his hand on the other person's forehead, and pushed him away: "Stay away from me."

The boy raised his head: "Why? Are you afraid of me?"

As soon as Shi Yu let go, the opponent's head moved closer, and he pushed the person away again.After repeated several times, he could only maintain the movement of touching the opponent's head.

The boy was very stubborn, and continued to ask without getting an answer: "Are you afraid of me?"

Shi Yu looked at him silently for a while, and in the end, he didn't know whether it was because he was impatient with the noise or because his reflex arc had just finished running, and replied, "I'm not afraid."

Boy: "Then why are you always reluctant to approach me?"

Shi Yu's tone was calm: "The smell on your body is too bad."

For a moment, the boy really wanted to smell his body subconsciously, but in the end he just asked, "Where does it smell bad? The smell of blood or the smell of corpses?"

【? 】

[I'm sure this kid is abnormal now. 】

The boy didn't realize it, there were two clusters of highland red on his face, the smile on his cheeks even dimpled, and his voice, which had not yet reached the stage of changing his voice, was clean and crisp: "What's so bad about it?"

Shi Yu was wrapped around his cold and stiff arms, looked down at him for a while, and then said: "The smell of medicine."

The boy was taken aback: "What?"

Shi Yu repeated: "You smell too strong of herbs."

moment.

The boy suddenly grinned: "Brother."

Shi Yu didn't speak.

The shop owner came out from the back of the shop. When the other party saw him, his eyes lit up: "Little girl, are you here to buy something? Why haven't I seen you before? Are you new here?"

Shi Yu glanced at him silently and said, "No."

The shopkeeper was taken aback: "You... are you a boy?"

"Ah."

The youngest come out in large numbers in the village, and cousins ​​can spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.It's not embarrassing for the shopkeeper to admit the wrong person, so he directly uncovered it, and said instead: "What are you doing here alone?"

Shi Yu heard this, looked down at the smiling boy in front of him, and then looked up at the shopkeeper: "Am I standing here alone?"

"Yeah." The shopkeeper said, "You kid doesn't look at things and doesn't ask others, so it's not uncomfortable to just stand like this? Wait until I find you a chair..."

The shopkeeper went in with a lot of chatter.

Shi Yu looked down at the boy who was pulling his thigh in front of him, his palm was still on his forehead, and the touch under his hand was so cold that it was lifeless: "Others can't see you."

The boy's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and it's getting bigger and bigger, all the way to the ears. The opened mouth almost divides his entire head into upper and lower parts. The upper part is the dangling scalp, eyes and nose, and the lower part is the grounded chin and neck.

His voice was clean and crisp: "Of course they can't see it."

The ending sounds are all rising: "Otherwise, how can I follow my brother—hmm."

A lollipop is stuffed into the mouth.

The boy blinked blankly.

Shi Yu let go of the hand holding the lollipop stick: "Shut up."

The boy shut up obediently.

Shi Yu took out a coin from his pocket and put it on the glass counter. This time, he pulled the person away without much effort, turned and walked out of the shop.

■

In the room, Daoist Lingshan was doing the practice, and the triangular flag was being danced by him.

Cheng Wuye leaned on the edge of the door, threw a small tin can up and down, and watched the people in the kitchen busy.

Lu Nan fanned the small crock with a fan. The midsummer weather was so hot that he was sweating in front of the fire, so he could only talk to him to divert his attention: "Brother Cheng, have you figured out how to get out of this game?"

Cheng Wuye kept his eyes on the small tin can and didn't answer his question.

Lu Nan guessed that it was the psychological shadow left by the first day. The question he asked felt cold when he couldn't hear the answer for a short time, and he turned his head suddenly: "Brother Cheng?"

Cheng Wuye glanced at him indifferently: "Fan the fire well."

"……Oh."

After finally waiting for the stuff to boil, Lu Nan took a wet rag and took the crock pot off the fire, poured it into the sand bowl on the side along the small opening, covered the bowl, and turned his head: "Brother Cheng."

Cheng Wuye didn't respond.

Lu Nan couldn't help raising his voice: "Brother Cheng."

Cheng Wuye looked at him: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Lu Nan picked at the corner of his clothes and opened his mouth: "The priest said he wanted me to bring this to the owner's room."

Cheng Wuye: "Don't you dare?"

Lu Nan's hands froze, his face was a little hot.

The owner of the house is the organizer of the funeral, and he is old and evil. Even if he has been a helper in the other party's house for so long, he will definitely see the other party on weekdays, and he will definitely run away.

What's more, he hasn't recovered from what happened last night.

But now, he really doesn't have the guts to ask him to go directly to the other party's room for a face-to-face meeting.

Originally, I opened this mouth to ask him to help me this time, and even planned to be rejected.But now, before he could save enough face to speak, he said again to Convenience: "Give it to me."

Lu Nan was taken aback: "Brother Cheng?"

Cheng Wuye gave him a sideways look: "I'll go see it off, don't you understand?"

After Lu Nan was stunned for a while, he was so grateful that he could only try his best to be tense: "Thank you, thank you brother!"

Across the backyard is the mourning hall.

Shi Yu got rid of the clingy boy, and as soon as he entered the house, he met Cheng Wuye face to face.

The other party quickly called to stop him: "Sorry, take it for me, I'll tie my shoelaces."

Shi Yu looked down at his untied shoelaces, was silent for a few seconds, and reached out to take the porcelain plate on which the bowl rested.

Cheng Wuye squatted down.

Shi Yu stood beside him quietly.

Cheng Wuye quickly tied the knot and explained: "This is the owner's property. I don't know what it is used for, and I don't know if it has anything to do with the background of the copy."

Shi Yu didn't make a sound.

Cheng Wuye stood up and took the plate from him: "Open it and have a look before sending it over."

Shi Yu didn't have time to react, and Fang Fang raised his hand to lift the lid of the bowl, and the strong smell of soup and medicine mixed with water vapor rose after cooking.

Converging into a huge hammer, it hit the back of the head so hard that for a moment, even the beating of the heart seemed to stop.

Cheng Wuye said: "Do you think..."

When Shi Yu came out of the mourning hall, her legs were so weak that she knocked on the cold tiled floor of the bathroom, and vomited it out.

The blood in the whole body was chilling, and the chaotic and rapid heartbeat vibrated in the eardrums one after another, making a huge echo, almost deafening, knocking all the sounds around the ear into a noise-like blank.

He held on to the edge of the pool, his fingers turned white, his throat was burned by stomach acid, and he could feel the burning pain even when he breathed.

The faucet was turned on, and the collar and cuffs were completely soaked in water because of washing. He took a handful of water to rinse his mouth, washed his hands clean, and his hands were shaking violently after turning off the faucet.

After finally regaining some strength, Shi Yu stood up while supporting the wall, and had no choice but to stop as soon as she walked out of the gate.

Cheng Wuye stood guard outside the door, and when he saw him coming out, he subconsciously stretched out his hand: "Are you okay?"

Shi Yu looked down at the hand on his wrist: "Release."

Cheng Wuye frowned: "Are you okay? I just heard outside..."

Shi Yu's eyes moved from his hands to his face, and met the eyes of the other party's broken hair, and his voice was clear and slightly hoarse: "Didn't you do it on purpose just now?"

【? ? ? 】

【What's the meaning? 】

Cheng Wuye opened his mouth: "I didn't expect your reaction to the medicine to be so serious."

There was no expression on Shi Yu's face: "So it's reasonable for you to test me?"

Cheng Wuye was silent for a moment: "I have to investigate all possible accidental factors."

"On the first day, you put the ghost who attacked you at night into the coffin, and you revealed the rules that the coffin in the dungeon restricts the ghost; the next morning, I went to the kitchen to check the number of remaining players who played the role of helper. I found that you were there too, and you were one step ahead of me; I faked my injuries this afternoon and fooled everyone, only you could tell that I was pretending at a glance." Cheng Wuye looked at him, "I woke up last night. When the ghost's ghostly energy attacked three inches in front of me."

【Ah this? 】

[So Cheng Wuye heard every word of the whole process of Shi Meiren guiding Xu Zhukong into the coffin last night? 】

[Even if he pretended to be asleep, his eyelashes, his fingers and even his chest rose and fell, there must be a difference from actually falling asleep, but none of the so many sisters in the live broadcast could tell that he was pretending to be asleep?What's going on with this year's netizens, isn't it? ! 】

"Shi Yu." Cheng Wuye read out his name word by word, "Your quality is not like an ordinary newcomer at all."

Shi Yu raised her eyes calmly: "So?"

Cheng Wuye paused.

"Just because I mentioned to you before that the medicine tastes bad, so you use the soup to test it?"

He didn't speak, which was equivalent to acquiescing.

Shi Yu asked again: "Now that you are done testing, can you let go?"

Cheng Wuye was stunned for a moment.

In his expectation, it would be easy for others to be tossed like this by his own temptation, and it would be light to beat and scold at every turn, but he did not expect the other party to react in this way.

There is neither the anger of being calculated by others, nor the pain of physiological reactions. Even though the culprit standing in front of him is the culprit who caused him so far, he can't find a trace of emotion that can be classified as disgust, and his eyes are so flat that they are almost dead.

Shi Yu broke the action of him pulling her, but her fingertips were bloodless, and the cuffs were covered with cold water stains.

He called, "Cheng Wuye."

Cheng Wuye's heart jumped suddenly.

Shi Yu slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were calm and calm: "Since you think I am not an ordinary newcomer, then I warn you, stay away from me."