At the round table meeting, everyone is already seated.
The judge said: "Please open your eyes at dawn. The players who died last night were No. 2 and No. 6. Please choose the order in which the sheriff speaks. The sheriff can choose: police left, police right."
"Police on the right." Sheng Canyang stretched out his hand, asking Ms. 8 to speak.
Number 8 laughed and said, "What's the matter, let me talk first."
"The ones who died last night were 2 and 6," said Ms. No. 8, who wore a red silk cheongsam today. Her snow-white arms resembled two lotus roots. Her skin was smooth and her face was like a full moon. Zhong said, "I don't know who was stabbed, who was poisoned, or is one a hunter?"
She smiled and said, "Well, I'm getting older, and I don't understand anything. I still haven't been able to distinguish between you two prophets."
As she spoke, she glanced at Sheng Canyang, who nodded politely at her.
She said: "But I still have more reason to trust brother No. 9, why? Because he is more handsome."
She laughed idiotically, held her chin to admire for a moment, and then said: "If I remember correctly, yesterday my No. 9 thought 1, 2, and 5 were the three wolves. In your eyes, now on the field Haven't two wolves left already?"
"I feel the same, because I'm an idiot. No. 2 wore my clothes." No. 8 was still sluggish, as if his bones were soaked in the humid air, unable to stand up, and said, "I didn't say it yesterday, because I also I don’t really believe in No. 1, I feel that you two are looking for and killing wolves. I’m too lazy to jump out and die, can I talk about it today?”
Number 8 said: "I'm an idiot, you can re-order. I'll stand by Number 9 and don't look back. Whoever he wants, I will."
She waved her hand, indicating that she didn't want to talk anymore.
Sheng Canyang looked calm, pointing his finger on the table, tapping rhythmically on the table.
off screen.
It was changed back to the girl wearing glasses who was on duty last night. She was wolfing down instant noodles while the players were speaking, and her face was cramped by the heat.
Evie sat in a chair, put his legs on the table, and listened with his eyes closed.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a person walked in.
The girl said: "Military important! Declined to participate... Can I ask for it?"
Hai Ri also pulled out a chair and sat next to Ivie with a tired face.
Ivan didn't even open his eyes, and said, "I heard you went to attack at night last night?"
Hai Ri ignored him, frowned and said, "Speak up a bit, my ears are ringing, I can't hear you clearly."
The girl had no choice but to raise her voice, and Ivan said, "Does that old man, Director, know you're back?"
"I haven't come back," Hae Il said coldly, "My mission is not over yet. Why wake me up forcibly?"
Evie also opened his eyes: "Because everyone is going to die."
Ivy said: "You have absorbed another wave of despair today, and he can go out. Sending your lover away before the world collapses, am I not mean enough to you?"
"Why did it collapse?" Hai Ri asked indifferently.
The girl timidly said: "You two... I will be the judge."
The two will signal you to speak. The girl pulled down the microphone and asked Number Seven to speak.
Ivie waited for her to finish, and said, "Just as we expected, the despair value is too high, the second world has been overloaded for too long, and this world will be abandoned by mother."
Here, every maintainer, call the earth mother.
The second world is a world that has begun to take shape since the Yanhuang period. At that time, people did not know the name of this world, and sorrow and sadness began to appear. They accidentally fell into this place after committing suicide. Knowing the rules of this world, they endured all kinds of hardships to survive, but they still couldn’t escape the last death. After returning to reality, they vaguely remembered the things here, and with their vague memories, they outlined a world of purgatory. They called this place—hell.
Then, with the polishing and processing of later generations, a complete hell system was formed, and it was believed that those who did evil would go to hell. According to the characteristic that memory will fade after returning to the real world, Meng Po Tang and Meng Po were created. But in fact, all this comes from the second world.
The raison d'être of this world is not to punish humans, but to save lives. Let you suffer all kinds of hardships and narrowly escape death, just to screen out some people who still have the will to survive and survive.
Later, more and more people came here, and everyone gradually understood the operating rules of this world, and the structure of this world began to gradually take shape, but the legend about hell has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and cannot be erased and changed.
With the birth and development of this world, starting from Xia Shang, defenders and orderers appeared.
The defenders are in the second world, and the orderly ones are in the first world, which is the real world.
At the very beginning, Bigan dug his heart to death and was the first protector in this world.
King Wu of Zhou overthrew the Shang Dynasty. Boyi and Shuqi hated those in power. They refused to eat the rice of the Zhou surname, and ate it by picking weeds. They starved to death. They became the original defenders of the Second World.
Most of the defenders are those who go against the world and die generously. Integrity, bravery, adherence to the righteous way, and often love the people of one side, consciously took on this responsibility. When they entered this world, they silently attracted those who came here because of mental trauma, and the closer these people were to them, the less the disease would be.
Gradually, everyone also discovered this. They found that no matter at any time, there are always only eight maintainers.
These eight people correspond to the Buddha's eight sufferings: birth, old age, sickness, death, separation from love, resentment and hatred, not getting what you want, and the five skandhas.
Each department has a job, and each person treats the corresponding disease.
And this is not a once-and-for-all solution, because absorbing too much suffering, every defender cannot absorb it, all despair needs an outlet, and the defenders will turn into a rain of light and disappear in the world at the end.
Each whale corresponds to a defender. When the defender dies, the whale falls and turns into nourishment. When the defender dies, it will turn the last cure into light and sprinkle it all over the earth. People soaked by light and rain can obtain the greatest peace , they will not be resurrected in the real world. It is also called the falling whale of the second world, and finally nourishes the people with its own flesh and blood.
Although fate is destined to be like this, because of responsibility, there has never been a defender resigning in history, and everyone chooses to embark on the road of no return to die generously.
Bigan dug out his heart and died. In the second world, when his whale fell, he nourished tens of thousands of people in the second world. Ten years after that, no one who walked out of this world chose to commit suicide a second time.
This is not hell, but the spiritual home of mankind supported by the lives of defenders.
After Xiang Yu committed suicide, he established a political power in the second world. At that time, it was called "Bigan" to commemorate Bigan's sacrifice, but Xiang Yu was not a defender. He didn't stay in this world for a few years, so he chose to be with his lover. Going to death hand in hand, no one can take this "Bigan" position, and it becomes a vacant position. Empty has its name, and no one dares to sit on it.
Later, everyone thought of a way, among the maintainers, nominate one to be the leader, and change every two years. The person nominated is not called "Bigan", but the current "director" of Hairi and the others.
Modern society is different from the past, the pressure on human beings is gradually increasing, and demons will gradually appear in people's hearts, and demons are eating away at human's will to survive. The second world slowly began to be overcrowded, and the eight defenders were already exhausted. No matter how they tried to resolve their bitterness and hatred, there was no end to it. They all feel that this world that has lasted from ancient times to the present for more than three thousand years seems to be finally going to be destroyed.
Hai Ri said: "Didn't you say that Sheng Canyang is 'Bigan'?"
"Even if it is, there is no time." Ivan said, "He still can't be 'Bigan'... Even if he can, there are too many uncertainties. We don't know whether Sheng Canyang was specially arranged by his mother... Once Isn't it? Aren't we all playing for nothing?"
Hae-il said, "I think he is."
"Because you fell in love with him," Ivie said, "it's the first time you fell in love with a task subject. I think you're so in love that you're dizzy and unconscious."
Hae-il glanced at him coldly.
"Don't get bogged down in your own thinking," Evie said.
"If you really don't believe it," Hai Ri said, "why do you want to send him away so much? Let him and the world be destroyed."
Hai Ri: "You want to leave a spark in this world."
Ivan thought for a while, but simply admitted: "Not bad."
He looked at the screen and said, "For the last time, I will do my best to help this world. Hey, Hai Ri, this world is going to be destroyed. Can you have a drink with me tonight?"
"Quit." Hai Ri said.
Evie: "..."
At this time, on the screen, player number seven had finished speaking, players five and six were dead, and it was player number four's turn to speak.
The judge said, "Player 4, please speak."
Zheng Wei said: "I am a witch, I poisoned No. 6 yesterday, and No. 2 died at night... Then No. 2 is a good man card."
"Tell me about how I poisoned you," Zheng Wei said with a normal expression, "on the bowl. We are self-serving, and I took advantage of the No. 6 bowl before picking up the food and hid the rest of the tableware I got up, leaving only one pile, and then applied medicine to the top bowl. At this time, in order to ensure that you don’t take the wrong tableware, I deliberately chatted with No. 6, and let you wait until you all finished your meal. He's going downstairs."
Zheng Wei said: "He died last night, which proves that I succeeded."
"Since that's the case, did the prophet call a good guy by mistake?" Zheng Wei asked.
Zheng Wei said: "I'm a witch. Yesterday I issued a No. 9 killing to defraud him, because the knife wound on him on the first day. I was afraid that he was a self-knife... Now it seems that there is a lot of suspicion. And yesterday his police badge was on my body, and today he asked me to speak first, probably because he wanted to report me as an investigation. I can only shoot for my identity."
Zheng Wei said: "There are many reasons for the poisonous killing of No. 6... let's talk about it one by one. You have been talking about this 6 yesterday. I think he has some problems, but the most fundamental reason is some off-site factors. He told me last night. When canvassing, he was said to be a witch. If it was just canvassing, it would be okay. I would think about it, maybe I just borrowed clothes to wear. But he wanted to return to 2, which made me a little unacceptable. You can think about what I said yesterday I have always felt that No. 2 is an idiot, and I think he is too murderous."
"I have always been bold in doing things, so I didn't leave this trouble behind." Zheng Wei said.
Zheng Wei said: "So let me state my position, the witch card, I came up with 9 today."
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