Wen Shi couldn't feel the audience's anger or the devil's frustration at all.
He is now in a state of complete amnesia and cannot relate to other people's joys and sorrows.
"Why hate?" he even asked the devil.
The devil cannot change the past. If he has any evil thoughts about it in the time travel, it will be destroyed in an instant. So he can only follow the original trajectory, add some insignificant details, lure the prey to agree to the deal at the most painful moment, and then harvest the other party's soul after leaving the time travel.
Two cuts were the limit, the demon could not inflict any more serious injuries, so he instead gently swept the tip of the knife across the skin, leaving streaks of blood.
It knows very well how to torture people. Children are mentally fragile and lack blood, so it is worried that they will be killed, so it chooses the most direct way: cutting the skin with a knife.
It can ensure that people can feel pain, and skin injuries will not cause death in the short term.
"It hurts, right?" The Scarecrow laughed. "Your good parents are thinking about how to speak in front of the public to gain more sympathy? They are the source of your pain..."
As he spoke, the sharp blade left another long scratch on his back.
It hurts so much.
But I didn't have the energy to shout anymore.
Wen Shi's face was pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He struggled briefly, but soon fell to the ground powerlessly. Before the expected stabbing pain came again, Wen Shi's heart suddenly beat violently. Although it was dark under the bed, he could clearly see an eye.
It was an eye in a bottle, with a hint of vague majesty, staring at him.
When they looked at each other, that trace of majesty disappeared. The big eyes seemed to flicker, and there was a trembling dark light in the bottom of the eyes, as if it was about to burn out some kind of dark red, burning everything silently.
"You are… "
The fear of the unknown was replaced by doubt.
Wen Shi really wanted to ask it what it was angry about.
The soft little body lay motionless on the ground, which angered the devil again. This time, the sharp knife just scratched the skin on the back of the neck by one centimeter, and the scarecrow suddenly had an illusion of being burned.
His hand shook, not only did the blade deflect, but his wrist suddenly lost strength, and the knife fell to the ground with a snap.
Along with this sound, there was the sound of the bottle rolling slightly on the ground.
After the wishing bottle under the bed moved twice, the big eyeball inside suddenly disappeared.
A black dot flew over, so fast that nothing could be seen clearly. The scarecrow hadn't reacted yet, and instinct made it cover its empty eyes. Something seemed to have entered the dark hole, and another thought penetrated through the dense gaps in the straw. When it came to its senses again, it had uncontrollably picked up the bloody child.
Damn, what possessed it!
In the battle for control of the body, the Scarecrow desperately made some time to set a fire. Someone had set a fire in the past, and it must follow the trajectory and set fire here.
It’s so hot.
It was already very uncomfortable to have two different consciousnesses fighting in the body, and what was more, it was the fire that it hated the most.
The sheets and mattress burned very quickly, and the desk, textbooks... these traces of the life of the room's former owner quickly turned into ashes in the flames. Wen Shi's light-colored pupils were illuminated by the flames, and he closed his eyes, no longer looking at all this.
The scarecrow jumped out of the window holding the child.
On the street, the wild cats were too lazy to call, but the drunk was still shouting and cursing. Suddenly, the drunk rubbed his eyes and saw a man in a straw raincoat holding a bloody child across from him. The man walked unsteadily, even more unsteadily than himself.
The child was thrown next to the trash can. The drunk hesitated for a moment, but when he thought about the famous mess in this place, he sobered up a little and decided to go home.
Next to the trash can, the scarecrow bent down in pain, feeling as if his head was about to explode.
What on earth is going on? What on earth is invading its consciousness!
The audience of the show were the ones who were really shocked. They mistook this kind of pain for sympathy and thought that the devil was having problems at the gates of hell. But the first thing they did after coming out was to be soft-hearted, thinking it was sympathy for the child!
"Get out, get out..."
Get out of my body.
The cry that could not be uttered was like Wen Shi's powerlessness when he called out to his parents and ran away. Finally, the Scarecrow could not bear it anymore and suddenly ran to the other end of the street, trying to shake off the parasite that had invaded his body.
[Mysterious Drone] Following the scarecrow's trajectory all the way forward, Wen Shi temporarily escaped from the audience's field of vision.
The official website of "Crazy Love Season" was flooded with comments:
“Is there a bug?”
"What a fool! We are waiting for the outcome of the confrontation between the guest and the devil. At worst, we can just take pictures of the guest."
"What the hell! I'm so angry! I thought watching the guests bleed would calm me down, but who wants to pay to watch a demon suddenly lay down his butcher knife?! This is a crappy show, shut it down immediately."
The drunkard left, the devil left, and even the wild cat jumped behind another wall.
The entire alley fell into deathly silence.
A large cloud floated over, blocking the moon in the sky, and the lonely and quiet alley lost its only remaining source of light.
Suddenly, the old street lamp that had been broken for a long time not far away made a crackling sound, as if there was a leakage of electricity, and then with a "pop", the street lamp turned on. Under the flickering light, a person appeared out of thin air.
The puddles on the ground reflected an unkempt figure. The man had an untidy beard and was wearing a white coat. He had a good figure and firm muscles, but he kept coughing like a consumptive patient. But overall, he was definitely a handsome uncle.
He didn't speak seriously. After he stood firm, he cursed a few times and muttered, "Finally I have collected all these broken keys."
After a pause, he said unhappily, "This is a crappy game. I've cleared it. Didn't you say that after clearing it, I can get a new life?"
The man has a terminal illness. He entered the game a few years ago and was one of the earliest veteran players. After unremitting efforts, he finally completed the game.
Old players from more than ten years ago all know that after completing the game, they can realize a wish.
This point was written in the first article of the "Virtual World Guide", but after several revisions, when it came to the latest version that Wen Shi saw, this article was deleted.
A cold mechanical voice answered his question: "Your new student is just across the street."
The handsome uncle was stunned for a moment, then noticed the child covered in blood next to the trash can and frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Your body is hopeless, and I have no right to create a new life form in the real world, but there is another plan," the game replied. "That is you in the parallel world. I can help you enter his body and welcome a new life. I will also make arrangements later. The wealth and status included in the rewards for clearing the level... will all be given to you year by year."
The handsome uncle was silent for a moment, then subconsciously touched his pocket, forgetting that he had just come out and had not had time to buy cigarettes. After a moment, he sneered: "Damn, I thought I had found a great bargain, but it turns out there is no such thing as a free lunch."
It was a waste of his years working so hard in the game. If he had known earlier, he would have used his time to travel and enjoy the scenery.
The handsome uncle walked directly across the street and waved back.
Yugi knew this man's style too well to know what this meant, and told him to get out.
The game that never interferes with other people's choices, for some reason, spoke again: "You won't be able to hold on for a few more years. That child is doomed to be alone. He will lose his parents at a young age, and he won't have money. Everything will go wrong and it won't end well."
If fate had a fortune, it would definitely be a bad fortune.
The handsome uncle stopped and when Yougi thought he was going to change his mind, he suddenly said, "Then help increase your luck."
Game: "The wish to clear a level cannot be changed."
The handsome uncle hesitated for a moment and said, "How about a bet? Are you wondering why I would give up this path of life? Actually, there is a difference between being a human and being an animal. Let's bet on human nature, which is what you least like and what you like to play with the most."
As the first player to complete the game, the man is the only one who is qualified to have an equal dialogue with the game.
This time the game was silent. After a moment, the mechanical voice sounded again: "How do you bet?"
"Let this child meet his parallel self in the future and make a choice. You can do whatever you want with the process." The handsome uncle said slowly, "But there is one rule that I have to set."
The handsome uncle whispered a few more words, and finally said: "Let's start the gambling game in Fengguan Village. That place has been ruined by me. If this kid is capable, he can clean up the mess."
The mechanical voice did not respond, but under the street light, a peace locket exuding a mysterious aura appeared.
This means that the game agrees to the bet.
The mechanical sound never sounded again, and the game seemed to have left.
"Damn, can you at least show me the way? Where is the clinic?" The cold wind blew past, and the man's stern image was shattered in an instant. He cursed a few words, and his curses were even more unpleasant than those of the drunk man in front of him.
A piece of paper fluttered down, providing the location of the nearest operating clinic.
In the alley, the smell of garbage mixed together, and the air was filled with the smell of decay and dirt. The child tried hard to keep his eyelids open. If he had to die, he hoped that the last thing he saw before he died would be the starry sky.
Unfortunately, there are only dark leaden clouds in the sky.
Due to excessive blood loss, lips become dry when warm and everything becomes blurry.
sleepy.
Just sleep for a while, a short while, when he was about to close his eyes, a shadow pressed down, and Wen Shi was picked up by a pair of big hands.
"Hold it." The visitor said in a low voice and stuffed the peace locket into the young palm.
Wen Shi subconsciously grabbed it and found it was a very cold object, which seemed to be jade.
"You..." His lips moved with difficulty, "What do you want?"
Don't ask who it is, don't ask why, just ask what the other person wants.
Wen Shi racked his brains, trying to figure out what else about himself was worth others' plotting against.
"I do one good deed a day." After doing a simple hemostasis, the handsome uncle carried him towards the clinic, "As for what you want, you should do one good deed a day in the future."
In the self-built house not far away, the couple who had been prepared entered the room at the agreed time. The house was empty and there were no burned bodies.
"Where are the people?" Guilt was dispelled by shock, and Wei Yue's beautiful face looked hideous in the firelight.
She was prepared to get hurt a little and act out a desperate rescue scene for her son.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger. Pei Hongxin gritted his teeth and said, "Get out first."
The self-built house turned into a sea of fire, with billowing black smoke rising into the sky. However, at the same time, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. At the end of the street, the moonlight infinitely lengthened the figure of the man holding the child as he left, until it disappeared from the corner.
Some are saved, some suffer.
The demon is going crazy.
What he was most proud of was this straw body, which was less restricted and could be the first to squeeze out when the gates of hell opened.
The devil had no idea that the big eyeball also liked it. Any shell containing flesh and blood, such as humans or general monsters with a physical body, could not carry the source of pollution, and it could not live without a physical body.
The appearance of the straw demon was like someone delivering a pillow to it just as it was dozing off.
Originally, the power of this eye was further weakened in the retrospection, but when it saw Wen Shi being abused, it became really angry, and used its strength to break free from the wishing bottle and rushed into the body of the scarecrow. The speed was even hundreds of times faster than that of the zombies, and the [Psychic Drone] could not catch it.
The Straw Demon wanted to go back to the trash can and induce the other party to trade while its prey's consciousness was further distracted, but the feeling of its body being invaded made it so that it could only rely on the cool breeze blowing on its face during the sprint to stay awake.
A voice sounded in my mind—
"Think about it, what will you face after you leave here?"
The straw demon subconsciously thought about this question. The audience behind the ghost gate didn’t care what happened at all. They only cared about whether the depressed mood of the past two days had been relieved.
Obviously, not only did he fail to satisfy the audience, but he made the situation worse.
Now that the gates of hell have been opened, the ghosts will definitely choose to vent their anger as they have no way to vent it.
Thinking of this, the devil couldn't help but shudder.
It was just this little moment of fear that caused the big eyeballs to sink further into the holes deep in the eye sockets.
"Evil, devil." The scarecrow opened his mouth wide and the cut on his face became bigger and bigger.
The one invading his consciousness is the real devil! One sentence induced a crack in his psychological defense.
The moonlight seemed to avoid the scarecrow, leaving it to struggle painfully in the darkness. The big eyeballs had already gained the upper hand and could easily kill it in one go.
But this eye kept creating scars on the scarecrow, not caring that it would receive a body full of scars later. It wanted to let the demon experience the pain of having its skin cut before its consciousness completely collapsed.
Those strange cracks, just like the darkness, no one cared or paid attention to them.
After an unknown amount of time, the scarecrow finally stopped struggling in a twisted state. When it looked up again, one of its eyes had a gleam in it. Like a baby learning to walk for the first time, the scarecrow raised its hands and took several steps, and gradually it adapted to this new body.
The Scarecrow rushed back to the trash can, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.
It lowered its head and thought carefully.
The demons that could threaten Wen Shi were gone, and everything today seemed to be what he had experienced as a child. He and the adult Wen Shi met in Dachang, so at this point in time, Wen Shi should have been rescued.
The scarecrow walked to the shop window, moved his mouth, and the corners of his mouth formed a weird arc.
very ugly.
It will scare people.
Big Eyes decided not to smile in front of Wen Shi for the time being, so as not to scare him.
After easily breaking the lock, the Scarecrow walked to the shelf, picked up the cheapest straw hat and put it on his head to cover his strange eyes and mouth, then walked back to his self-built house.
Jian Qingrong has been studying demons and monsters for many years, and successfully making a bunch of ghosts into CDs and placing them in the data room is only his most insignificant achievement.
He was not too surprised when time went back.
The past cannot be changed, and all changes must be paid for. He was stuck in the past, and it seemed that something was trying to trick him into killing the couple.
He wouldn't make such a stupid mistake, but something was necessary.
Outside the burning self-built house, Wei Yue anxiously discussed with her husband what to do next, without noticing that there was a scarecrow standing behind the electric pole.
The faces of the young couple were deeply imprinted in the scarecrow's only eye. From head to toe, every change in their expressions was seen by the scarecrow.
He just watched and memorized the faces of the two people, but did not take any further action. The invisible force in the dark finally determined that the scarecrow would not take action, and ended the time travel.
In the unlicensed black clinic recommended by the game, a handsome uncle is negotiating with a barefoot doctor in the corridor.
On the small bed, the child tightly grasped the peace locket, and his eyes suddenly became clear. There was a medical shadowless lamp above his head, and the light was not very strong. But he felt it was extremely dazzling, and his memories in reality were revived bit by bit, and Wen Shi's breathing was very disordered.
He turned his head to avoid the overhead lighting, and when he saw the familiar figure in the corridor that he hadn't seen for a long time, his breathing became even tighter. However, before he could take a closer look, a prompt sounded from the system:
"Congratulations on successfully avoiding the deal with the devil."
"The time travel is over."
"This time, we collected an additional audience fee of 290,000 ghost coins and a pound of incense ash. After successfully returning to the village, the players will receive a dividend of one thousandth."
Everything in front of me started to blur, from the shadowless lights to the ceiling, all turned dark red, and after a while, the clinic, the familiar figures in the corridor... everything disappeared. I don't know how long it took, my eyes regained focus, and what hit me was the vast fog between the mountains.
The dizziness did not subside, and Wen Shi stumbled on the narrow path. A hand reached out from the fog and pulled him up in time.
"A Sang." The fog confirmed that Wen Shi had returned to the mountain forest map of the copy.
He called out subconsciously and found that the person holding him was not A Sang, but a scarecrow's hand!
Wen Shi instinctively wanted to shake it off, but the hand held on even tighter.
After struggling for a few times, the scarecrow showed no ill intentions. Thinking of the scarecrow's rule of killing people through transactions, Wen Shi no longer wasted energy on resisting. After standing firm, he said politely and distantly, "Thank you."
The scarecrow wanted to answer, but it was an incomplete individual after all. It could not use this straw body to speak like a real demon.
The empty mouth is just a decoration.
Taking advantage of the moment when the scarecrow was stunned, Wen Shi pulled his hand away.
"Dad." A Sang's voice came from a few meters away. Before Wen Shi could respond, his thigh was hugged.
He picked up Ah Sang and could vaguely see the worry in his expression through the mist.
"I'm fine." Wen Shi said.
After Ah Sang made sure he was safe, he reminded him, "The fog is getting thicker, Dad, let's go quickly."
Wen Shi nodded and searched Ah Sang's body for a while: "Where is the wishing bottle?"
When the scarecrow found that the other person was still thinking about him, his muscleless face showed an emotion that only humans could have, a stiff feeling of being moved.
A Sang shook his head and said only that he was sure that he caught it when he saw Wen.
Wen Shi's eyelids twitched, and he tried hard to recall things related to the wishing bottle, but his mind was a mess.
"It's over."
If Jian Qingrong is lost, won’t he become a one-eyed dragon
"No, don't worry." When it's none of his business, Ah Sang is more likely to get stuck when talking, "Those eyes are weird."
When he said strange, he meant it was very complicated.
The light source of the prop [small lantern] was assimilated in the red fog and could not illuminate anything. Wen Shi searched carefully on the ground nearby, exploring inch by inch with his palm, and finally touched the body of the scarecrow.
Many of the experiences in the flashback were blurred, but he still had a vague impression that the devil had been trying to convince him to make a deal, saying that he would help him avenge his family.
Wen Shi seemed to have grasped the key point of the problem and speculated that the devil's failure came from the fact that the family it mentioned and the people in his mind were completely two different groups.
"Information asymmetry is killing people." He shook his head.
Ignoring the scarecrow's obstruction, Wen Shi insisted on searching for a while, and when he was sure that he had not found the wishing bottle, he sighed softly.
Now they can only hope that the eye will automatically find the road and walk independently, and come to find them and join them.
The scarecrow suddenly half-knelt in front of Wen Shi and gently rubbed his palm, as if helping him wipe off the dust.
What the hell
Wen Shi looked over warily. Was he preparing to launch a conciliatory offensive
The next second the scarecrow went around to the front again, bending down and kneeling.
A Sang at the side understood: "It seems like it wants to carry its father on its back."
"?" Wen Shi really wanted to ask the straw demon if his brain was stuck in the door, but then he thought that a pile of straw stuck in the door wouldn't have much of a impact.
The side quest is to return to the village, and it has not been completed yet. Wen Shi dare not be careless, "I won't make any deals."
The scarecrow nodded. Although he couldn't see the movements clearly, he could hear the rustling sound of the straw being folded.
He felt dizzy and the distance was really long. He took a nap when he came in the morning. Now that there was a free "mount", there was no reason not to use it.
Wen Shi finally jumped onto the scarecrow's back. He didn't break any rules, and the devil couldn't throw himself off the mountain for no reason.
"A Sang..."
Ah Sang knew what Wen Shi was going to say, "Dad, I'll go by myself."
His physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary people and he is an active person, so this mountain road is nothing to him.
The scarecrow's back was unexpectedly broad and it was quite comfortable to lie on it.
Wen Shi was bored and wanted to see what the straw devil had in his gourd, so he deliberately used a few straws from the crack to braid his hair. But the scarecrow was not angry and instead pulled out a few more straws for him to play with.
“…” I’m a little scared if you cooperate like this.
Wen Shi touched his nose and temporarily stopped thinking about the Scarecrow's gender change. Instead, he kept calling out to Yugi, trying to bargain with him in his mind.
"I don't need the reward, but can you give me a copy of the retrospective video?"
The prompt said that the entire process would be filmed with a drone, and there should be a record of it in the game.
"I'll show it to Ji Yuanzhi first. He's been investigating me anyway, so it'll be much easier if I have the video. I promise it'll only be played in the game, and I won't use it as evidence in real life."
The greatest value of suffering is when it is seen by people.
The notification tone did not respond, so Wen Shi continued to sing a monologue: "Can you spread the word? Let more NPCs see it and spread the word of my kindness."
Unconsciously, the scarecrow had walked through the foggiest section of the road.
The earthquakes were very frequent tonight, with four or five earthquakes in less than half an hour, which shows what was happening at the Ghost Gate.
Wen Shi frowned tightly, the gates of hell were wide open, and it was hard to imagine what the scene in Fengguan Village was like at this moment.
As we approached the last section of the road near the village, the fog became lighter, but the humidity became heavier, and the smell of corpse oil was everywhere. From time to time, a few drops of sticky liquid fell from the steep cliffs, irritating people and making them feel cold all over.
This was not just the cold ghostly aura that he experienced everyday, but a thick evil aura. Even though Wen Shi was not a psychic, he could feel that countless sleeping corpses in the distant Fengguan Village seemed to be resurrecting, and the evil aura was continuously expanding its territory, attempting to devour everything.
After successfully leaving the most difficult mountain path, Wen Shi immediately heard someone calling him.
"Pei Wenwei?" A surprised and doubtful voice came.
Wen Shi looked up and saw that all the people in front of him were familiar faces. The program crew and the players were gathered not far from the village entrance. He glanced around from a distance and found that one person was missing. It was the male player who had injured his leg during the day.
The moment the players saw Wen, their expressions were extremely rich. He was lying comfortably on the scarecrow, and there was no sign of fatigue from walking at night on his face. It was obvious that he was carried back.
Tian Wanling couldn't help but whisper, "Look at this treatment... The host pulls the cart for him in the morning, and the scarecrow carries him back in the evening."
The only thing missing is someone to feed him.
Everyone draws different lots, encounters different guides and tasks, and Wenshi is the longest and most difficult task. After all, after losing your memory, you will be completely passive. If you don't have an opposite obsession in your heart, whoever does this task will basically die.
He got down from the scarecrow and joined the others, taking A Sang with him.
The scarecrow felt very comfortable with the unique human body temperature remaining on his back, and followed Wen Shi without saying a word.
The guides of the other players had left long ago, so they were not particularly surprised to see the strange scarecrow following them all the way.
So many strange things happened in one day, this was just one of the most insignificant ones.
The staff on the scene were like eggplants hit by frost. Under normal circumstances, they would inevitably gloat over the host's misfortune. However, when they saw that the host's horrible resentment was almost forming a large-scale depression, they wisely chose to shut up.
There are always some who don’t know what’s best for them, like the deformed man. When he was about to return to his familiar village, he finally broke down, eager to go home, and shouted, “I won’t participate. Anyway, I’m just a backup candidate and I haven’t signed a formal agreement with you.”
The dream of marrying a beautiful widow and inheriting a fortune has long been shattered, and the deformed man now just wants to live. If he was paired with other special guests, he could still bear it, but this is really unbearable!
The ratings plummeted, and the host had an outlet for his anger. Everyone thought that he would take out his anger on this deformed head, but he didn't.
The host raised his eyes coldly, his gaze fell on where Wen Shi and Scarecrow were standing, and said slowly: "Love requires spiritual connection. If you don't want it, then find someone who is willing."
The player's face changed. Is the program team going to pair Pei Wenwei with this scarecrow
Is that a bit too much
Wen Shi was already used to this, and he stood there calmly waiting for the host to announce the new pairing results.
In the pungent and fishy cool breeze, only the straw on the scarecrow's body was trembling slightly. Every second of the past day was a torment for Big Eyes. He could only watch Wen Shi being paired up with other guests and watching them being forced to play those deadly love games.
Finally, he waited for the opportunity to stand next to Wen Shi.
"Dear audience, all the previous guests that were paired with Mr. Aaron have failed, but new candidates have appeared..."
Fearing that it would prick his delicate skin, the scarecrow hurriedly tidied the grass in his hand and reached out to Wen Shi.
"it is me."
Each word is pronounced with great force.
The scarecrow's hand froze in mid-air.
Facing the camera, the host adjusted his tie clip, wiped off the exaggerated powder on his face, and walked to Wen Shi. In the surprised eyes of the crowd, he held the other's hand through the powdered handkerchief, "Don't look at me as a host, but before this, I was still a gold medal blind date king."
That’s right, he, the ace host of “Crazy Love Season”, decided to appear on the show himself!
(End of this chapter)