After a brief handover with other members, Bai Liu calmly logged out of the game.
Other members of the Wandering Circus expressed their understanding of this result, and no one blamed Bai Liu.
To be honest, they really don't have the right to blame. If the real turn comes down, their players who were cleared out by Lu Yizhan at the beginning of the chapter are even more responsible, and Bai Liu alone will survive to the end.
"Don't put so much pressure." Tang Erda patted Bai Liu's shoulder solemnly.
Bai Liu said, he logged out of the game and lay on the bed in his rental house, looking flatly at the ceiling, breathing very softly.
He didn't take the injury out this time, he was sober from start to finish.
Including the last stop.
"Lingling—"
His phone rang suddenly, Bai Liu didn't even look at the phone screen and picked it up. After picking it up, there was no sound from the other side, only an unstable breathing, so Bai Liu didn't speak either.
After a long time, there was a wry smile on the other side: "Shall we talk?"
"Where to talk?" Bai Liu said calmly, "I am here or where you are?"
"Come here." Lu Yizhan touched his face, "I'll cook and wait for you to come over. Is there anything you want to eat?"
Bai Liu paused: "Whatever."
"Okay, then I will go shopping and wait for you. You just got out of the game. Don't ride your bike when you come over. Let's call it. I will reimburse you." Lu Yizhan said.
Then Bailiu hired the most expensive express train.
When Bai Liu asked Lu Yizhan to come down and pay him, Lu Yizhan, wearing an apron, wiped his hands and took out his mobile phone to pay him in shock: "How come you call over a hundred?!"
The taxi driver replied truthfully: "This little brother said he was going to the commercial street at the Qiaomu Private High School. I took a long way around. He went down and bought something, and he will pay the price when he comes back."
Lu Yizhan, who sensed that he was deliberately retaliated by Bai Liu by taking a long route: "..."
Lu Yizhan turned his head and looked at Bai Liu: "What did you go around and buy?"
"I put the trunk." Bai Liu got out of the car, pushed aside the trunk, took out a huge black plastic bag, and dragged it up to the third floor. "You can find a place to put this for me."
The bag looks square, but the contents in it are vaguely personal. It is carried by Bai Liu, and the place on his head is still unconsciously little by little. It looks like a body bag.
Lu Yizhan following behind became more and more shocked: "What exactly did you buy?"
Bai Liu squinted at him: "The corpse, do you want to report the crime now?"
"... No need." Lu Yizhan weakly retracted his gaze from exploring. He lowered his head, wiped his hands vigorously on his apron, and suddenly said, "I'm sorry."
Bai Liu's back paused, he didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward.
When he walked to the door of Lu Yizhan on the third floor, Bai Liu stopped. He just wanted to raise his hand and knock on the door, Lu Yizhan whispered to remind: "You have the key."
"Last time you came, Fangdian gave it to you."
Bai Liu just raised his hand to knock on the door and stopped in mid-air. He was silent, then found the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it a little strangely.
The door did not open.
Lu Yizhan reminded in a low voice: "You turned the other way around."
Bai Liu: "..."
Bai Liu glanced at Lu Yizhan with his left light: "Why don't you drive?"
"No, no, no!" Lu Yizhan smiled carefully, "You haven't been here for a long time. It's normal. You won't be able to come a few times."
Bai Liu moved his gaze back, his gaze stayed on the door lock and key for a moment, and then turned in the opposite direction twice.
The door finally opened.
The moist soup pot damp rushing to the surface, the wallpaper just pasted on the bright room already has two or three ink pen prints, and you can see that it was accidentally painted by the careless hostess. The living room The TV inside is showing some noisy entertainment, the kitchen keeps gurgling, and there are three or four dishes on the dining table on the side of the living room, and white smoke is steaming upward.
It's a very lively, very pyrotechnic house, and it's as lively as it is during a festival.
Bai Liu stepped in.
"boom-"
It was the sound of the firework tube banging, Fang Dian jumped out from behind the shoe cabinet on the side, and jumped to Bai Liu with a bright smile. She held the firework tube in one hand and a cake in the other, shouting loudly. road:
"Happy 25th birthday to Bai Liu!"
The right foot that Bai Liu walked in just stopped in place.
His gaze slowly shifted from the table of big dishes and the lively atmosphere in the living room to the square dotted face with a birthday hat and candles, and finally slowly fell to the birthday cake with [25] candles. superior.
Oh, it turns out that today is his birthday.
It hasn't been so long, he forgot.
From high school until now, Fang Dian and Lu Yizhan helped Bai Liu celebrate all his birthdays.
But on the 22nd birthday of Bai Liu, something happened to Fang Dian. Since then, Bai Liu never came to Fang Dian's house for his birthday, and even said that he never came back.
No matter how Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian specifically invite, Bai Liu will coldly refuse, and in the end it will gradually become a text message congratulations on the birthday and a birthday cake takeaway. This is the end of Bai Liu’s sense of ritual about the [birthday] event. So far, he will eat the cake as food like beef noodles for breakfast, and then glance at the text message, his birthday has passed as usual.
Now he suddenly recalled—oh, it turns out that today is my birthday.
That's right, when his birthday party accident happened three years ago, it happened that the fanatic lost the Deer Hunter Challenge, and this year his birthday was after losing the Killer Sequence Challenge.
In this way, he and that fanatical tactician have one subtle point in common-they both lost to Lu Yizhan.
"Come in, come in!" Fang Dian saw that Bai Liu didn't respond, and naturally grabbed Bai Liu's shoulders and shrugged him in. Then he stomped his feet twice and looked at Bai Liu in a little surprise, "You just wear white Come here with the shirt, aren't you cold?"
"It's September and October, the weather has turned cold, and it's raining again today!" Fang Dian looked at the thinly dressed Bai Liu with disapproval and shook his head, "You wear this one? Your small body can hold it. ?"
"I'll get you clothes!"
As soon as Fang Dian put the cake in, he went into the back room and began to search for clothes.
Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan sat on the sofa relatively silently, watching the cartoons on the TV opposite.
Lu Yizhan took a deep breath. Holding his apron, he spoke first: "...What do you want to ask?"
"What's the content of the game between you and Bai Liu other than Werewolf Kill?" Bai Liu said in a light tone, but he asked sharply, "What is your next plan?"
Lu Yizhan smiled bitterly: "I am going to give you the identity of a prophet."
Bai Liu also paused. He turned his head to look at Lu Yizhan, his eyes narrowed: "You want to sell my soul to me, won't you die?"
"It would have been." Lu Yizhan sighed, and he stretched out his hand, "You can trade the paper money with my soul first. You will know what's going on after the transaction is over."
Bai Liu paused blankly for a while, then pulled out a dime coin from the corner of his purse, and raised it to face Lu Yizhan's face with a stunned expression: "A dime buys your soul."
Lu Yizhan's whole person was cracked: "Anyway, one piece! A dime is too much!"
"Don't sell it." Bai Liu calmly retracted the coin, "Lu Yizhan, you know, it's a buyer's market now. It's your soul that you have to sell to me. I don't want it."
Lu Yizhan: "..."
Lu Yizhan took a deep breath and held out his hand bearing the humiliation, tears gleaming in his eyes: "Five cents anyway! One dime is too little!"
"I can buy it at the price of fifty cents." Bai Liu put her arms around her chest, in a cold tone, "but you have to turn my four cents later, and the actual price is still one cent. Let me help your soul brush the bill and raise the price for fraud."
Lu Yizhan: "..."
I only have one soul banknote, and I am not planning to open a store for wholesale, and I don’t need to sell the price for fraud, thank you.
"Just a dime." Lu Yizhan couldn't laugh or cry. "Give it to me."
Bai Liu slapped a dime in the palm of Lu Yizhan. Almost instantly, a new soul banknote appeared in his wallet. He clamped the newly generated soul banknote with two fingers and pulled it out. It's getting tight.
This banknote is not as new and straight as other Bailiu banknotes, but a little old and wrinkled. In the upper right corner, there is a hole the size of a baby's fist. The circle around the big hole is black, as if it was burned by something. Over the same.
Bai Liu quickly raised his head. He looked at Lu Yizhan's right shoulder that had been hit by the soul-splitting gun, and his tone sank: "Your soul was damaged after being hit by the gun?"
"Yes, so my soul is incomplete after the last time I was injured." Lu Yizhan said helplessly, "So even if I sell my soul to you, but I haven't sold it to you completely, I'm in a kind of Schrödinger. Sell the soul state."
"This can be regarded as a kind of illegal operation."
Lu Yizhan sighed and chuckled, "It's rare for me to face Bai Liu to be able to give a thousand."
Bai Liu fixedly looked at Lu Zhizhan, he suddenly asked: "When did you start to make this plan for me to become a prophet?"
"—Before blocking the gun for me last time, right?"
Bai Liu's tone was extremely calm: "So, at that time, you deliberately blocked the shot in front of me, just to be able to sell your broken soul to me smoothly in the future, and to prophesy that you can't bear. Give me my family identity, and let me get those useless, so-called responsibilities and rights to save the world."
"—Is that why you raised me, Lu Yizhan?"
"Either kill me as a criminal, or treat me as an inheritor, as a tool?"
Lu Yizhan slowly raised his head. He did not avoid Bai Liu's compelling question, but answered steadily, "Fifty percent."
Bai Liu instantly understood the meaning of Lu Yizhan.
-Lu Yizhan meant that he raised him 50% because of the things Bai Liu said just now.
"That's fifty percent." Bai Liu lifted his eyelids and stared at the Lu Station. "What is it?"
Lu Yizhan stared straight into Bai Liu's eyes. He looked for a long, long time, closed his eyes, and exhaled slowly.
what is it then
It was this guy who stayed up late to study because of his words when he was fifteen years old. It was when he was sixteen years old because of his failure to stop his classmates. When he was seventeen years old, his grades rose to 400 points to show off to them implicitly. Collect popsicles under the Fangdian bed to buy them much more cute.
When he was eighteen years old, he jumped out of the college entrance examination lake, but he controlled himself and didn't enter the game. When he was twenty-two years old, he collapsed outside the operating room at Fangdian. He started to fold his memories.
When he was twenty-five years old, he stopped in the game, who had only a little health.
-Because he is a human being, I am also a human being, and I cannot avoid and cut off the emotional connections that are produced.
"The other fifty percent... because you are my friend." Lu Yizhan's eyes were extremely complicated, his voice was trembling, and his face was grinning reluctantly, "You may find it ridiculous, but I do think so. ."
"Sorry for letting you discover this on your birthday."
Bai Liu breathed for a while, he looked away, and was quiet for a while:
"You gave me fifty percent of the reasons, and I received fifty percent of your soul."
"We are even."
Bai Liu put away the half-burned soul banknote.
Lu Yizhan raised his head in astonishment. Before he could speak, Fang Dian poked a head out of the back room. She looked at Bai Liu curiously and asked, "Bai Liu, I'm looking for a coat for you, you How tall is it now?"
Bai Liu: "...177."
"Wow, then you are a little bit longer." Fang Dian thought for a while, "but Lao Lu's clothes are still not good, he is 1.856 meters, you are a bit far behind."
"Then you wear mine first, I'm 1.75 meters tall, and the coat is just right for you."
Bai Liu: "... Oh."
Fang Dian found a camel coat and put it on Bai Liu. When he put it on, he couldn't help but complained to Bai Liu: "What's the matter with you? Do you have a good meal? It's too thin. My waist is almost like mine. It's almost thinner, and I have to walk a buckle into it in a women's coat with a waist like me."
"No, you can eat more." Lu Yizhan, who was hesitant to speak, entered the kitchen as he said, "Quickly go in and bring out the pig's trotters soup to make up for the white willow."
After being pressed by Fangdian and ate two large pieces of pig's feet and a bowl and a half of rice, Bai Liu had to put down the bowl and reiterated: "I'm really full."
"Nonsense." Fang Dian's gaze swept across Bai Liu's waist like an x-ray, and he judged coldly, "You haven't bulged your stomach, you should be able to get some more."
Bai Liu: "..."
I really want to throw up.
Lu Yizhan was helplessly relieved for Bai Liu: "Let him save some stomach to eat cake."
After eating, Fang Dian mysteriously pulled Bai Liu to sit on the sofa: "Sit here, I'll get you a birthday present."
After a while, Fang Dian didn't know where to turn out three big gray boxes and a brand new box.
Bai Liu felt as if he had sensed something, his gaze seemed to be still, stopping on the gray boxes.
Fang Dian wiped it, and she opened the first box: "This is your birthday present when you were 22."
Inside the box is an old game console and a bunch of game cards for horror games.
"I went to Tao at the flea market with Lu Yizhan." Fang Dian laughed, and she patted her chest to make sure, "They are all out-of-print games, I promise you haven't played them!"
"This is your birthday present when you were twenty-three years old."
The box contains a set of formal wear that is very valuable at first glance.
Fang Dian opened the box and took it out with nostalgia: "Have you worked? Thinking about what formal occasions you are attending, you should be able to use it. Lao Lu and I saved money and bought a set for you. How many thousands of them are."
"This is a gift from when you were twenty-four."
Fang Dian opened the box, Bai Liu looked at the contents of the box, his eyes moved.
-The boxes are densely packed, full of various amulets and amulets from different temples.
"Some of these were asked by Lao Lu and I to go to the temple, and some were brought back by my friends from other places." Fang Dian sighed and looked at these amulets. "Your luck was always bad at that time. Although I don’t believe this either, but sometimes I think a lot, just in case."
She smiled and looked at Bai Liu: "If there are real gods in the sky, if you can bless Bai Liu, Lao Lu and I will buy a symbol and beg them, it's okay."
Bai Liu stayed quiet for a long time: "Thank you."
"You don't need to say thank you to us." Fang Dian interrupted Bai Liu's thanks with a wave of her hand, and then she sighed melancholy, "I was supposed to give it to you on your birthday, but you didn't want to come. I don't see me very much, and I don't know what you think. If it was given to you, and you don't want it, it will only increase your troubles. Maybe you have to find a way to pay back my favor. At that time, I was really sad. "
"After thinking about it, I didn't give it out every year in the end."
"Fortunately, you finally came this year." Fang Dian smiled without any complaint, "Then I will give it to you in person."
She didn't mention a word that Bai Liu had never been to this home in the past three years.
"Oh and this." Fang Dian flipped down again, and happily pulled out a set of things from the bottom of the box, and placed them in front of Bai Liu, "This is warm, wait for you to dress and go!"
Even Bai Liu, when he saw Fang Dian's turn out the set of things, his pupils shook, and he quickly and calmly refused: "It's not necessary."
"What's wrong with this." Fang Dian held a complete set of red autumn clothes and red long trousers and even looked at the red underwear, before reaching Bai Liu, righteously said, "You didn't wear these in your birth year. I think this is your bad luck. s reason!"
Bai Liu: "..."
I don’t think so.
Fang Dian emphasized again: "These autumn clothes and long trousers have been opened up, and they have been added with velvet. While it is still your birth year, you can put them in later!"
Bai Liu slowly moved his gaze to Lu Yizhan behind Fang Dian, and Lu Yizhan reluctantly shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless posture.
Fang Dian coldly interrupted the silent communication between the two people: "Lu Yizhan also wore red autumn clothes and red long trousers during his birth year. It's useless to ask him."
Bai Liu: "..."
Lu Yizhan: "..."
That's right.