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Chapter 13 Prayer
Chapter 13 Prayer
Hearing this sentence, Wu You's face changed.
"You..." He stared at An Wujiu, "Did you guess?"
"Looking at your reaction, it seems that I guessed correctly." An Wu Jiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I thought you leaked it to me on purpose."
He couldn't continue talking and was dragged to another room by Wu You.
"How did you guess?" Wu You took off his hat, scratched the short red hair, and buttoned it again, "Am I being obvious?"
An Wu Jiu didn't smile, just looked him up and down, didn't answer his question directly, just said calmly, "If I were Yang Ming, you would be dead by now."
Wu You's expression changed immediately.
Soon, An Wu Jiu laughed as if he had succeeded in a trick, "Don't be afraid, you are very lucky, the curse line didn't reach me."
The room was dark except for a cool white lamp next to the sofa. An Wu Jiu went over and sat down, his left hand up against his temples, his right leg was crossed over his left leg, and his whole body was leaning on it.
"But you really weren't careful enough."
The cold light slanted on An Wujiu's face like a veil, illuminating his forehead, the bridge of his nose, his eyelashes, the corners of his frivolous mouth and his neat jawline. And every inch of the other half was immersed in unfathomable darkness.
A mysterious beauty wraps around this person.
"I heard that apart from me and Yang Ming, everyone else is a stranger who has never met. That is to say, you didn't know Yang Ming before you entered this game."
An Wu Jiu's voice is actually gentle, so it always gives a good illusion.
"Since the warm-up match, you and Liu Chengwei have had a lot of friction. You almost got into a fight several times, but after drawing your character card, you sing opposite Yang Ming consciously or unintentionally almost every time, and even exposed your love to us in front of us. His hostility." An Wu Jiu chuckled lightly, "He was the most dominant character on the field at that time, and he has an alliance with a high value of force, how dare you?"
Wu You stood there, her lips tightly closed.
"When I was just signing the contract, I wanted to see who would stand up first. This means breaking Yang Ming's monopoly on this game. Of course, outsiders will choose to wait and see first." His dark black pupils stared at him. Looking at Wu You who was standing in front of him, "It really is you."
"But..." Wu You seemed to be trying to justify himself, "Why couldn't it be possible for someone else to hide his curse on Yang Ming? You also said, isn't it too obvious to show his great advantage directly? ?"
"Of course it's possible." An Wu Jiu leaned his head back and looked at the ceiling, "Using the method of elimination, I am not the one who cursed Yang Ming, and Ueno must not be, Liu Chengwei is a scumbag, but he doesn't have that. I have the ability to disguise, I can't curse Yang Ming and stand in line with him."
"What about Lao Yu... He seems to be a good and rational person who hides his emotions and is very cautious, but he has refuted Yang Ming several times. With his character, he is more like a person whose red and black lines have nothing to do with Yang Ming. If you really curse him, you will definitely avoid suspicion. Just wait and see, if his black line is made public, he must be someone who has almost nothing to do with him."
"Then only Shen Ti and Zhong Yirou are left." Thinking of Shen Ti, An Wujiu's eyes gradually dispersed, the frescoes on the ceiling gradually distorted and spread, like a kaleidoscope, and finally turned into countless pairs of gem-like eyes .
An Wu Jiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, sat up straight and looked at Wu You, "I'm too lazy to think about it, let's find the best swindle to scare me. It's not a one-time trial."
Wu You only felt terrible about the man's ability to observe and detect.
"So," he asked, "you really pretended?"
An Wu Jiu smiled, "Then my acting skills are too good. I'm still wondering, how can I become so kind, others want to hurt me, I'm still thinking about whether I can win, maybe I just entered this game and haven't Let go of your hands and feet."
"Win-win is impossible here." Wu You said.
"Of course it's possible." An Wujiu curled his lips, "It's just that some people don't deserve it."
Wu You stopped talking.
"Hey."
Wu You raised his head again and saw An Wu Jiu's kind face, "Tell me about your crush."
Wu You frowned, but without hesitation for too long, he told An Wujiu the answer.
"Shen Ti."
An Wu Jiu suddenly laughed, "It's him."
"What's wrong?" Wu You asked, "Do you want him to die?"
"Hmm... I thought about it for a moment." An Wu Jiu yawned.
But not now.
Wu You was silent for a while, and finally said, "Then what do you think Yang Ming..."
When he mentioned this name, An Wujiu's face clearly showed a boring expression, as if he was sleepy, "He hasn't found out yet."
Wu You's clenched brows loosened slightly, but the doubts in his eyes never dissipated.
"Let me guess, what are you thinking now?"
An Wu Jiu stretched his crippled waist, got up from the sofa, deliberately made a weak and pitiful expression, "What should I do, I'm so afraid that Yang Ming knows that I curse him, tomorrow he can check my red and black lines Now, he will definitely try his best to kill me. I don't want to die, but even if I survive, as long as Yang Ming doesn't die, I can only get one more point from Shen Ti at most."
After speaking, his expression and tone recovered in an instant, and he became aloof.
"You're scared right now."
Wu You's eyelashes trembled, and his silence became weaker, so after a short pause, he chose to speak.
"You're right. Yang Ming's skills are designed to restrain me. No matter how well I hide it, he will know it sooner or later."
The object of his curse was Yang Ming, but Yang Ming chose the role of a capitalist with the ability to learn the privacy of [company employees].
"If he uses his skills on me, I will definitely die." Wu You lowered his head, and his hands that were clenching fists relaxed.
An Wu Jiu's snow-white face was glowing golden under the light, which made him think of a cloud of snow thrown into the fire.
"Yes." An Wu Jiu smiled, "It's so miserable, there is absolutely no other choice."
Wu You's heart gradually sank.
It was the only and last door to survival he could open. But he also knew that this was like begging An Wujiu to help him with his only one chance to change lanes. It is difficult to eradicate your own black lines, and the survival value of red lines is low...
not much hope.
"You can only cooperate with me."
Hearing the unexpected answer, Wu You raised his head, his eyes surprised.
"why……"
Why find him, and why help him.
An Wu Jiu chuckled lightly and opened his mouth, "When Zhong Yirou sutured my wound, I made a plan, but after two duels, I was busy looking for death, and I didn't have time to find you."
The light reflected in his pupils, like two darkly burning ghost fires.
"Yang Ming will check your line sooner or later, and I must be in front of him."
"Little devil, I'm not helping you."
Wu You stared into his eyes, feeling that those eyes were like abyss.
"Yang Ming always feels that this game is a loser's game. He thinks that my level is not much different from his level. As long as he doesn't make mistakes, he won't lose."
An Wujiu made a regretful expression, "It's so pitiful, he really can't see it at all, this is obviously a game of disparity and winners."
Wu You said softly, "So..."
"So I have to give him a lesson and let him see how he loses."
"To see the last minute."
Where the light source is not sufficient, these gorgeous and delicate religious frescoes seem to lose their divinity. The faces of the angels and the Father were twisted and deformed, and together with the dogmas that tamed people, they flowed into the silent darkness.
Shen Ti stared at the painting on the wall, and the eyes of the person in the painting seemed to be staring at him, creating a subtle sense of seeing each other.
"It's almost half past nine in the evening."
He heard Ueno's voice. There was only one place in the entire bunker where time could be seen, and he came from the parlour.
Ueno's voice was a little vague, "...Aren't you helping Brother Ming? He was about to die of anger when he saw that you directly agreed to An Wujiu's conditions."
"Fuck it, I can't take care of myself. Don't help him. When it's time to live, I'll kill anyone except the person I'm connected to." Liu Chengwei said, his mouth seemed to be Eating, chewing loudly and annoyingly, "This bread is fucking hard."
"Really? I think it's much more delicious than what I can afford in reality." Ueno stared at the bread in his hand, didn't look carefully at the road, and accidentally bumped into Shen Ti's body, causing him to back away. a few steps.
In the dim light, Shen Ti's eyes were like a lake under the snow-capped mountains in the early morning.
"You have a good relationship." He lost his mask and began to speak. It's just that this person is always full of contradictions. Just being over 1.9 meters tall is already very oppressive, but he will act like a child. The tone is cold, but the tone of speech is full of jokes.
Hearing Shen Ti's words, Ueno seemed a little flustered, "I, we are not in a mutually cursed relationship, of course it won't be bad."
"What are you nervous about?" Shen Ti smiled and asked deliberately, "Have I mentioned a curse?"
Ueno was stunned for a moment, unable to speak for a while.
But Shen Ti chose to pursue and fight hard, "So sensitive to this word, did you curse him or me?" He glanced at Liu Chengwei with a smile in his eyes.
"I didn't!" Ueno blurted out, but he couldn't hide his guilty conscience and turned his head to look at Liu Chengwei.
"Is that so." Shen Ti patted Ueno's shoulder, then lowered his head deliberately, and whispered to him, "Don't trust others so easily."
"What do you mean?" Liu Chengwei looked annoyed, "What are you trying to sow discord here!"
"What?" Shen Ti immediately showed a frightened expression, "I thought you would only have a good relationship with strong people. I didn't expect..."
As he spoke, he suddenly showed an expression of sudden realization, turned his head towards Ueno and said, "Yes, I almost forgot, you got a character with high strength and survival value, so it makes sense."
"you!"
Shen Ti's remarks made Ueno and Liu Chengwei look at each other, and the atmosphere even became a little awkward. But the initiators were at ease, leaving the corridor without saying a word, and waving back to them in a friendly manner.
"Get along well. Come on."
As soon as he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.
He wanted to sit in the reading room, but unexpectedly found that Wu You was leading Yang Ming to the piano room next door. Yang Ming's expression was solemn, as if he heard something he didn't want to hear.
Shen Ti thought for a while, then turned and walked in the other direction.
In this closed bunker, time passed quickly. When Shen Ti finished his last round of games with himself in the billiard room, and came to the empty living room again, the time on the clock was almost ten. two points.
He stood looking around and returned to his lounge. I didn't meet anyone else along the way, probably because it was almost time for forced sleep, and everyone went back to their rooms.
After closing the door, there is only one bed in the room. Compared with the bedroom, it is more like a place where people who confessed their sins in the past have pleaded guilty.
Lying on the bed, the deities and loving kindness painted on the ceiling, a pair of blue eyes looked at Shen Ti.
He has no interest in this religion, even a natural antagonism.
After closing his eyes, the scene of An Wujiu cutting his hair kept appearing in his mind, like a malfunctioning machine. Although he originally planned to test An Wu Jiu to see if he was really harmless, the moment of An Wu Jiu's sudden change still surprised him.
Finally met an interesting guy.
Gradually, a slightly sweet aroma seemed to fill the air, making people dizzy. In a daze, Shen Ti completely lost consciousness. This feeling is not good, it is completely different from falling asleep, it is more like a nightmare that quickly strips away consciousness.
The strange thing is that he was clearly asleep, but he felt as if he heard some strange noises, like the rubbing sound of some heavy behemoth dragging, rustling, rustling.
The hypnotic gas and the small voice were tugging at the nerves, and at the critical point of falling asleep, he suddenly heard the singing. The singing was holy and beautiful, repeating in cycles. In the hazy lullaby, Shen Ti completely lost consciousness.
When he opened his eyes again, he was woken up by the sound of discussions at the door.
There is no difference between day and night here, the light is the only source of light. Shen Ti felt a slight headache, probably because of the hypnotic gas last night.
"No wonder it looks like a church here, but it doesn't seem to be like a church... It looks weird." As soon as he opened the door, Shen Ti heard Ueno say this.
"Don't you think those angels are like, like, staring at us?"
Shen Ti closed the door and walked towards them with his arms crossed on his chest. Everyone else is there, except An Wujiu.
Yang Ming held a piece of paper in his hand with a solemn expression.
Shen Ti was not curious, just looked at the terrified expressions of others.
"Fuck, what does that mean?" Liu Chengwei spat out the wooden sign in his mouth, "The more you look, the more evil you are."
Suddenly, a door behind him was slammed open, Shen Ti turned his head and saw An Wu Jiu yawning and grabbing his hair as he walked out, with a yellow energy bar on his head that had consumed nearly a quarter of it.
He found a large white shirt from nowhere and draped it over his body. It was unbuttoned and slouchy, revealing his bandaged wounds and black peony patterns on the front.
"What kind of evil?" An Wu Jiu walked over with nothing to do, took the piece of paper directly from Yang Ming's hand, and showed a beautiful smile, "Me?"
"you!"
"Huh, there are so many words." An Wu Jiu stared down at the piece of paper and read out what was written on it in a very perfunctory tone.
"God who speaks to all things, I will take the breath of those people with poisonous poison, and melt their internal organs and hearts. The priests should offer sacrifices, offer blood, offer endless fear and howling everywhere, offer the most sincere prayers, may Accepted by the Lord. I hid among the survivors, and sent the blood of the last seven living to the altars, one life, one life, and midnight was a pilgrimage of burning sweetness, my immune pain, a holy rest— Your most devout believer."
"Wen crepe." After An Wu Jiu finished reading, his expression was a little disgusting, he turned to the back in boredom, there was nothing there, and then checked the paper against the light source, "Printed?" He rubbed it again, "No way. It's holographic..."
Yang Ming grabbed the paper from his hand, "You don't need to worry about it."
"Why don't you use it?" An Wu Jiu raised his eyebrows, "Where did you find this? Who found it?"
"Yes, it's me." Ueno raised his hand. He was quickly stopped by Yang Ming, "Shut up."
Zhong Yirou, who was leaning against the wall, used the small mirror in her palm to look at her face, put on her lipstick, and said, "Could it be a new hint from the game?" The seven living beings sent to the altars', isn't this..."
An Wu Jiu used that excited and overjoyed tone, he smiled and said the words that others were unwilling to accept.
"Ha, it turns out that among the eight of us... there is another cultist who wants to kill everyone."
The author has something to say:
The top of the winner's game and the loser's game is also an economic concept.
This is probably the case. The loser game means that the two sides are of equal strength. If you want to win, you have to make fewer mistakes than the other side. It’s a bit like this year’s Olympic badminton women’s singles final. Our country’s champion Chen Yufei played more steadily than the provincial team.Fewer turnovers lead to victory.
The winner's game is the other way around. One side is far stronger than the other, so the person who wins the game relies on his correct decision-making and strength. Even if the opponent makes no mistakes, it is difficult to reverse the situation.