The red light in the emergency room of the hospital was extinguished. Bai Liu, who was sitting on the bench, slowly raised his head, looked at the emergency room behind Yang Zhi, and inadvertently glanced at Yang Zhi who was standing in front of him.
At that glance, he knew that Bai Liu couldn't see himself, and Yang Zhi still had the feeling that his mouth, nose, and five internal organs were frozen.
Yang Zhi originally thought that Bai Liu would immediately rush to the side of the rescue room, but Bai Liu didn't. He simply glanced at the light board in the rescue room and withdrew his gaze.
Bai Liu made a move that made Yang Zhi get goose bumps. He lowered his head and slowly picked out the intact one from the bag of oranges that had smashed by his feet. Chew carefully in your mouth.
Orange juice dripped from the fingers of the white willow to the ground.
Then, Bai Liu looked down, and said in a flat tone: "It's a waste, there are not many good ones, I bought it is quite expensive."
Obviously it was just a normal evaluation and action, but in Bai Liu’s memory, Yang Zhi could clearly feel a kind of murderous intent on his back. He felt the creeps, fear and fear made Yang Zhi struggling to wake up from the memory quickly. Come.
He opened his eyes, sweating profusely, his face pale, and he was gasping for breath.
"What's the matter with you?" Kong Xuyang's irritable voice came. "When I talked, I suddenly fell silent. If you want to say it, don't make your appetite."
Yang Zhi shook his head. He tried to open his mouth wide and shook his head to make a sound, but his throat and nose seemed to be covered by wet cotton, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
His mind was dizzy, the scene in front of him revolved around, and the edge of his field of vision generated a colorful halo layer by layer. Yang Zhi lay his hands on the ground and couldn't help retching, leaning on the branches to support his soft body.
The killing intent and desire for the murderer in Bai Liu's memory were too strong, and Yang Zhi could not digest this huge malice directed at him at all. He could only be attacked with control and became a slave to Bai Liu's memory.
… too horrible.
Yang Zhi has digested the memories of so many people, and has never experienced the desire in his memory to be so extreme that it is just a glimpse of a physical resistance reaction.
But what is even more frightening is that with such a strong emotion, the person concerned actually seems so calm, as if self-control of this level of emotion has long been accustomed to it.
Yang Zhi was disgusted for a while before he managed to come over a little bit. He was holding Kong Xuyang's arm and just about to open his mouth. When he saw Kong Xuyang's eyes lit up, he interrupted him and said eagerly: "Something is coming!"
In the dark night, several mutilated bodies were walking in the graveyard. They stretched their heads and sniffed on each grave bag in turn, seeming to find their own grave.
Kong Xuyang held his breath, and Yang Zhi didn't dare to get out of the air. They stayed here for more than an hour, just waiting for these zombies to return to their graves.
There are too many tomb bags here, there is no name, no surname, and no monument. Not every person buried in the tomb bag is related to the main background story line. That is to say, the village calendar buried with these villagers is not necessarily the same. Kong Xuyang needs.
To dig the graves one by one is too much to say, and it is easy to stun snakes. It is hard to say whether there are people or ghosts in these graves. Digging them out is another chase battle.
So after thinking about it, Kong Xuyang found a way-waiting for the zombie to return to the grave.
These zombies driven by the paper Taoists will go back to their graves at dawn, just like going back to sleep. They will be driven to the tomb by the paper Taoists at night to stay with the martyred bridge ghosts and reunite them. , Quell the grievances of the ghosts who died in the bridge.
And those zombies who have been to the tomb and then returned to the grave must be related to the main background story line. At that time, they only need to dig the graves of these zombies and find the village calendar where they were buried.
Kong Xuyang has a fake talisman on his forehead. He holds the branches in both hands, and looks at the zombies who are pawing the graves with their paws under the gloomy moonlight, with a smug smile on his face. .
Sure enough, it was not much different from what he expected.
"When I use the charm to fix these zombies, you will go straight to dig the graves they have planed. Have you heard?" Kong Xuyang clamped a yellow talisman with two fingers, and did not look at Yang Zhi's order.
Yang Zhi nodded, but when he was about to rush out, his feet were lifted up, and he swept away his voice and shouted, "Brother Kong, how come there is a zombie over there that has already posted the talisman you drew!"
"How is it possible, the talisman in my hand hasn't gone out..." Kong Xuyang followed Yang Zhi's gaze and saw that a zombie had already posted a piece of [Bind Talisman] that he had drawn on his forehead, fixed in a certain place. The place turns around.
Next to this zombie’s grave was a Mu Sicheng who was digging a grave with a camera hanging around his neck. Bai Liuzheng half-kneeled on the side to inspect the contents of the dug coffin.
Seeing Kong Xuyang and the others came out and looked at them in astonishment, Mu Sicheng grinned viciously, "Hey, it's such a coincidence, are you also coming to dig your grave in the middle of the night?"
Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at Kong Xuyang with a smile: "My fellow, it's a fate, we meet again."
When Yang Zhi saw Bai Liu's smile that was exactly the same as in his memory, he was cold and sweaty. He was a little bit uncomfortable: "Brother Kong! How come they have the symbol you drew!"
"Leave it in the tomb." Kong Xuyang tickles his teeth with hatred, staring at the white willow on the ground.
This was originally a trap he left behind, but he did not expect to recycle the Bailiu waste!
Originally, he had thought well at first, leaving Bai Liu to slowly use traps to create a program effect and attract Bai Liu's popularity, but things came to this point unexpectedly, and there is no need to rectify these messes.
The zombie Taoist was released, and his panel was sealed again, and there was no way to fight back, leaving them dead for the first seven.
I thought that Bai Liu would stay in the shelter of the zombie Taoists, so that they could not hurt Bai Liu, so they had to follow the decryption route to save their lives.
Now that Bai Liu has come to the door without thinking, although Kong Xuyang still wants to keep this mentally retarded and tortured for a while to calm his anger, the most sensible way at present is-
Kong Xuyang's red eyes quickly raised his hand to make a talisman: "Now kill Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng and end the game directly."
Several driving yellow symbols flew out from between Kong Xuyang’s fingers and stuck to the foreheads of these zombies. These zombies who were digging their graves stopped moving, their eyes glowed with dazzling red light, and their mouths opened wide and smelly. With his fangs, he turned and rushed towards Bai Liu and the others.
Mu Sicheng, who was squatting on the ground, was full of anger. Now he is not afraid anymore. He backhandedly picked up a simple tombstone board on the ground that I don’t know who it was. Fell to the ground.
Bai Liu stood up and avoided a sharp claw protruding from the side. The light from the end of his eyes swept away and was hidden among the zombies. Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi, who were digging graves, quickly commanded: "Avoid the claws and teeth of the zombies, There is corpse poison."
"Go directly to Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi. They are good at traps and long-range attacks. They should not be good at close combat."
Bai Liu raised his eyes, his eyes were cold: "Steal the talisman from his hand, and be careful not to touch the decent spell. I suspect this item will affect your game path and identity determination."
"Zombie legs can't bend, walk from below." Bai Liu quickly reminded.
Mu Sicheng gave an OK gesture. He sighed and threw the sharp-cut wooden plank in his hand, his gaze fixed Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi behind the zombie group in the dark.
He lowered his body, the red light in his eyes flashed, and the shape of a monkey appeared. The two hands that landed on the ground seemed to become monkey hands in an instant, but they seemed to change back when they landed.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Mu Sicheng rushed past the ground and rushed in front of Kong Xuyang and the others.
Mu Sicheng stepped on the ground and slammed the brakes, turned, took off, slammed the wheel, and barked his teeth. His expression was fierce, his crimson pupils formed a line, and there seemed to be someone about to rush out behind him. Tail.
"Die to the Lord!"
Bai Liu didn't know when a white long bone whip appeared in Bai Liu's hand. He raised his eyes and looked at the group of zombies rushing towards him with teeth and claws.
A snow-white lightning swiftly opened the zombies rushing towards the front door of Bailiu with lightning speed.
When the zombies were blown into the air by the whip, the momentum of the attack on their hands and mouth had not been stopped, and their expressions were a little dazed. They seemed to have not figured out what happened to them, and how they were beaten to the sky.
[System... Noisy... Reminder: Player Mu Sicheng is about to open the "Monster Book: Capuchin Monkey Thief" form...]
[System reminder: Player Kong Xuyang’s skill (panel silence) is about to expire...]
Kong Xuyang's eyes widened in astonishment, and he exclaimed, "How is it possible?!"
Also shocked were the audience off the court:
"what happened?!"
"Kong Xuyang's skills have failed?! How could it be possible?!"
Almost all the members and team members on the side of the Silent Lamb stood up. They looked at what was happening on the big screen in disbelief, and some of them were so anxious that their necks burst.
The few people on the court who were still sitting firmly on the chairs, and the audience who did not leave the bench were only Heart and the players around her, as well as Nishen and the players around him. Even Wang Shun looked at this in amazement. In one scene, the body leaned forward.
The old god against the gods was leaning on the back of the chair, with a relaxed smile on his face as always, as if he had expected this to happen a long time ago.
Wang Shun was so anxious that he couldn't hold back his heart and asked, "Teacher Nishen, why did Kong Xuyang's skills fail this time?"
Looking at Wang Shun against God, he seemed to have just reacted, and then he suddenly said, "Isn't this the game set up by Bai Liu? He didn't tell you?"
"No!" Wang Shun was depressed, and Xin said that although President Bai discussed everything with him in advance, he didn't explain everything why he did it!
Most of the time, others couldn't follow Bai Liu's thoughts, and even after discussing it, he would not understand the connection between this matter and the final result.
Wang Shun smiled bitterly, and had to politely ask Nishen on his face: "I did a survey of all the games that Kong Xuyang could find. The first time I saw this kind of failure of his skills, I really couldn't understand what President Bai did. What caused this situation? You can see what's going on, right?"
Nishen thought for a while, and explained in a friendly manner: "I gave Bai Liu some first-hand information about Kong Xuyang's skills. He should have started from this."
Mu Ke couldn't help but leaned forward a little, he stared at the gods: "Skills?"
"That's right." With a smile against God, "Bai Liu took advantage of Kong Xuyang's weakness in skills."
In the audience, Qi Yifang next to Hearts also raised the same question:
"Skills weakness?" Qi Yifang was puzzled. "What weaknesses can Kong Xuyang have? When he faced us last year, his skills never failed. When our team beat him, the panel went out from the beginning to the end."
Qi Yifang couldn't help but whispered: "And our team last year is still much stronger than the current team of Bai Liu? Kong Xuyang did not expose our skills and weaknesses to us, but exposed Bai Liu, why is this unreasonable?"
"Also, if there is really any weakness in Kong Xuyang's skills, you should have seen it last year, Queen? Then our game was not easy, and it was tough..."
"I did see it, but we couldn't take advantage of this weakness." Hongtao slightly propped his chin and leaned on the handle of the auditorium, eyes drooping, looking at the big screen in the middle of the pool.
Qi Yifang was startled: "Why?"
Hearts lifted their eyes and glanced lazily at the same time: "The god of the previous year should have seen Kong Xuyang's weakness on the court, but the god of the gods still played very hard. In the end, it was the death of Kong Xuyang that hardly broke through."
"So it's not just that we can't take advantage of this weakness, any strong big guild can't take advantage of Kong Xuyang's weakness."
Qi Yifang became more confused as he listened, his eyes filled with question marks: "Why?!"
Hongtao replied faintly: "Because our teams are too strong, when Kong Xuyang faced us, there was no weakness."
"There is no weakness against a strong team?!" Wang Shun was full of question marks after hearing this. He tried hard to understand what Nishen had just said to him, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he said, "... Teacher Nishen , I don’t think that people like Kong Xuyang are a type of being strong when they are strong."
The implication is that people like Kong Xuyang who are strong in the outside world should be very weak in front of the strong team, but there is no weakness.
Nishen put his hands together on his knees, he looked at the big screen, and suddenly changed the topic: "Skills are derivatives of desire, Wang Shun, your skills should be easy to investigate Kong Xuyang’s life, judging from his life. , What do you think is his desire?"
Wang Shun quickly opened his system panel and scanned the data of Xu Yang on the upper face in a glance.
Wang Shun’s gaze was fixed on Kong Xuyang’s core desire, which he had summed up himself: "Being ahead and sweeping away the shame."
Nishen turned his head and glanced at the information. Just about to speak, Liu Jiayi and Mu Ke next to him peeked their heads from both sides of Wang Shun.
"I feel that Kong Xuyang's core desires are not so positive." Liu Jiayi mocked coldly at the beginning. "The panel silence skill is more like pulling people into the water than having to come out by yourself."
Wang Shun is still scrolling down: "I took a look. Kong Xuyang generally does not use his skills when facing teams with poor conditions in all aspects. He will only use the [Panel] when facing strong teams. Silence] This skill."
"So far this year's preseason, Kong Xuyang seems to have used this skill on fewer than five teams."
"Of course, Kong Xuyang will not use [Panel Silence] on weak teams. His panel quality conditions are better than many weak team players. Facing weak teams, using this skill will reduce his advantage. After locking the panel, Kong Xuyang will be The members of the weak team are drawn to the same fighting level." Liu Jiayi explained very quickly.
"But in the face of a strong team, the situation is the opposite. After the panel is silent, Kong Xuyang can use this skill to pull the players who are much stronger than him in the strong team to a level of combat with him, and then use his rich experience in panelless combat. Beat the opponent."
Mu Ke's gaze stopped at the Kong Xuyang University experience on the information: "... He hates and jealously hates classmates whose family background is richer and more powerful than him, and feels that if he has the same conditions as the other party, he will not encounter such discrimination..."
He stayed quiet for a few seconds, then looked at the opposite god next to him: "Kong Xuyang's core desire is not something to get ahead, it's [unfair], right?"
Nishen nodded with admiration: "My guess is also the same."
"[Unfair]?" Wang Shun was confused, "What core desire is this?"
Mu Ke retracted his gaze to look at the data on Wang Shun's system panel, and stretched out his index finger to tap on it twice: "I have been in contact with many people like this. They are a kind of deformed Muqiang. They think they are very good. , You should enjoy the best things in the world, but you can't enjoy it by your own ability, you will blame the society and origin."
"The simple summary is that when Kong Xuyang looks up to those who are better than him in terms of material conditions, he will feel that the world is [unfair] to him."
God nodded: "The skill derived from this desire is [Panel Silence]. After Kong Xuyang cleared everyone's panels, everyone's initial conditions were the same, and he achieved the [fairness] he wanted."
Mu Ke raised his head to look at Nishen: "And Kong Xuyang believes that by relying on his excellent self, he can win victory under such [fairness]."
"But I still don't understand why this skill will fail in the face of President Bai." Wang Shun rubbed his temples and asked with a wry smile, "I can't help you continue to explain in depth to me, a viewer who is not very bright."
"At this point, the whole thing is very clear." Mu Ke stretched out his hand on Wang Shun's panel, and drew it to the match record table of the fanatic lamb, "Brother Shun, look at this, you said just now. Kong Xuyang never uses skills against weak teams, but uses skills against strong teams."
Wang Shun touched his chin and nodded: "The little witch just explained this to me."
"It's not just because of this." Mu Ke shook his head slightly, "Because the fairness that Kong Xuyang wants is deformed. He wants fairness from people who are better than him and standing on the same starting line with him. People who are worse than him are fundamentally fair. It’s not within the scope of his [fairness] and can only be trampled by him, not worthy of his use of skills."
"But in other words." Nishen smiled, "It can also be said that the use conditions of the [Panel Silence] skill derived from Kong Xuyang's desire include the point that he believes the opponent is better than him."
"So in the face of us, Kong Xuyang, who is very vigilant, recognizes, and even hates strong teams, his skills will never fail."
Mu Ke added: "But if Kong Xuyang thinks the opponent is weaker than him, his skills are likely to fail."
"Just like now."
Wang Shun was stunned for a while, and finally came over. He couldn't believe it. He slowly combed through the game set by Bailiu from beginning to end:
"So President Bai has been following the steps of Kong Xuyang’s plan from reality to entering the game of Yinshan Village, and the resistance has not been very fierce. The chairman responded by himself, and the information directly gave me the most negative part..."
"Even when he injured himself in the match twice and twice, Mu Sicheng was in a state of life and death. Even at the beginning of the match, he knew that Yang Zhi had a problem, and let Yang Zhi devour the memory of him and Mu Sicheng. It's for..." Mu Ke's face that had been strained for the entire game finally relaxed, and a scattered smile appeared on his face.
Mu Ke looked at the big screen with slightly bright eyes: "If I guessed correctly, Bai Liu did this to maintain a [weak] posture."
"He is inductively showing his weakness to Kong Xuyang to seek holes in Kong Xuyang's skills."