Please update your browser: Your browser is obsolete, you need to update or switch! Missing var() support! Missing grid support! Missing (flex-) gap support! Missing aspect-ratio support! Missing container query support! Missing clamp() support! Missing -webkit-line-clamp support!
    Header Background Image

    Asianovel

    The world's first crowdsourcing-driven asian bl novel translation community

    Ren Yifei walked past the monks chanting sutras, the men and women who burned paper, and came to the coffin.

    The middle-aged man in front of the coffin raised his face, honest face, sincere sorrow, and cried until his voice was hoarse: "it's punk. Are you here to give your mother-in-law a pillar of incense?"

    Ren Yifei looked down at him and said, "Yes."

    As he put his hands on the coffin lid, he pushed it with all his strength, and the coffin lid slipped off with a bang, hitting the candle and oil lamp on the side, and a mass of flames burst into flames. Many flies fly out of the flames, and the stench of corpses spreads.

    There was silence.

    It's like midnight comes early.

    Ren Yifei grabbed the collar of the middle-aged man on the ground with one hand, clenched his teeth and grabbed him into the coffin. When the middle-aged man saw the body of maggots crawling in the coffin, he cried loudly and kicked his legs desperately.

    "Seven-day wake, monk chanting, gold and silver house big sedan high horse, scenery."

    The crowd was so surprised that they jumped on and hugged Alfy's feet and said, "what are you doing?" How disrespectful! "

    Ah Fei seemed to be nailed there, but also like a stiff green pine stuck on the edge of the cliff, and several people jumped on it and couldn't pull it away.

    "but is this for the dead? This is for the living! " Ren Yifei pressed on him and bulged his arm muscles. "Uncle, take a good look. Look carefully. This is the mother who strangled you with your own hands. You will pay for your life, let alone kill your mother."

    The funeral hall was about to riot, and as soon as Ren Yifei said this, there was silence again.

    The people holding Ren Yifei released their hands, and their eyes turned to the middle-aged, in disbelief.

    The middle-aged man was so ashamed that he dared not look at others. The middle-aged woman covered her face with her hands and collapsed to the ground.

    There is no need to say any more about how things are going.

    An old man trembled, and he picked up his crutch and beat it down hard: "Animal!"

    "Oh"

    A beam of sky light suddenly shone in, dispelling the darkness pressing on the heads of the people.

    The light came in eerily flat, fell on the coffin with the lid off, and on the people who had fixed their bodies in an instant.

    The players in the crowd stared at the abrupt world.

    With the loud chirp of the rooster, it was dawn.

    In front of countless overlapping images, Chunzhi's mother-in-law opened her eyes wide and similar memories surged up.

    "this is not the first time." This is not the first time she has participated in the copy.

    Almost the same wake people, almost the same players, almost the same development. Her life is like a play written by others, performed repeatedly, with real feelings every time, and a lonely ending every time.

    Except this time.

    Ah Fei's shadow on the coffin stands upright and upright, like pines and cypresses.

    "it turned out that he was no longer a teenager, but an upright man." Chunzhi's mother-in-law has stopped worrying about whether it is true or false, but only thinks that this is the younger generation she has seen growing up.

    Doesn't he know the game is over? Didn't he know that he had already cleared the customs when her name was broken?

    Chunzhi's mother-in-law suddenly remembered how much she liked the younger generation with light in her eyes.

    When you see the light, you see hope.

    "Ha"

    The laughter of Chunzhi's mother-in-law exploded in the quiet hall, which was dry and hoarse, like a rusty piece of iron sawing.

    She laughed and cried, and her grievances turned into red tears.

    So many years, so many years!

    For a long time, she suspected that she was hypocritical, deserved and deserved.

    But she just won't let it go!

    She worked hard all her life, picking a family, but in the end she deserved to die because a man tore off a dress and stole a small coat.

    She wants justice! There is justice in life and justice in death!

    Chunzhi's mother-in-law ran to the door of the hall.

    The sun rushes out of the layers of dark clouds, shatters and breaks down into glow, and the world is bathed in the light of the sky.

    She walked in the dark, not knowing where she was, whether she was alive or dead. But the road finally came to an end.

    The things that were holding her in the dark cleared away in the sky, and Chunzhi's mother-in-law looked up at the sky, her eyebrows stretched out.

    "it's dawn."

    "you are not a npcboy!" Xiao Mei's mouth was wide open and could swallow an apple. "Oh, my God."

    She remembered the way people feasted on bean porridge when she was starving.

    She thought again of her bloodshot eyes, watching people lying on the Rest on the cot, and npc tucked in the quilt.

    The little beauty nibbled at the lemon and the lemon juice flowed down from the corner of his eye.

    I am in a daze for a while, but still don't understand how all this happened.

    Why did this man lift the lid of the coffin? Why is boss so excited? Why is the game over?

    Why would you do that?

    Why on earth is that?

    The old player "refueling" is calm, he has figured out what's going on.

    Finding out that the monk is a ghost and then reversing it is as simple as doing a math problem in primary school. If it hadn't been for the confusing option of the ninth person, they would have found out in the first place.

    He is limited by thinking, did not expect that the rookie Bureau boss has been so difficult, unexpectedly learned to play this trick to change posts.

    Compared to boss who is a monk, Tian you is even more shocked that the ninth person is not a ghost.

    How could he pretend to be so perfect? Hide yourself in npc and deceive even the 'ghost' who is really familiar with this copy.

    This. Are you sure it's not open?

    As soon as the sun shines, the npc turn into white wax figures, and they stand there in all sorts of ways.

    Ren Yifei let go and dumped.

    "what's your name?" Chunzhi's mother-in-law asked him.

    "punk."

    "my real name."

    "my real name is punk." Ren Yifei, punk, there's nothing wrong with it.

    "what's the matter with you, son?"

    Chunzhi's mother-in-law showed the kind face of the old man, and her eyes were kind, as if looking at her own grandson: "I've never seen a player like you before." Compared with you, other players are dead. "

    Other players who don't have enough to die:.

    "when you don't see the light of day, you're a little upset, and you're a little rash, which makes you laugh." Ren Yifei stood up straight, using his fingers as a comb and grabbed his hair. His smile was completely different from that of a punk, faint and scattered with undazzling light.

    "hold out your hand." Chunzhi's mother-in-law said.

    Ren Yifei didn't know why, but he still reached out.

    Chunzhi's mother-in-law looked around for a week, looking across the familiar and unfamiliar faces, love and hate, all wax when illuminated by this light.

    She smiled relieved. "that's it."

    With that, her figure turned into a mass of light, quickly condensed into a light card, and fell on Ren Yifei's hand.

    The newlyweds don't know what this is, but they just feel magical. Although they don't understand, they think it's amazing. The only old player on the scene has to lose his eyes: ghost, ghost card?

    "Kuang Dang!" 'refueling 'threw away the oil tank and ran towards Ren Yifei.

    Ren Yifei put the card away directly, smiling on his face, with vigilant eyes: "what do you want to do?"

    "add fuel" did not know what he wanted to do, he was so shocked that he rushed over subconsciously.

    He stared at Ren Yifei, one pair of eyes and one mouth, nothing special. Why can he lead boss to self-explode to send cards to players?

    "Don't get me wrong," Tianyou stopped half a meter in front of Ren Yifei. "I mean no harm. I just want to make a friend."

    "I don't make friends."

    "who is in charge of you?"

    Ren Yifei smiled on his face: "what is in charge, I do not understand, I am a newcomer."

    Xiao Mei is still eating sour lemons: look at me. I'm the new guy. Who do you want to humiliate when you claim to be new?

    Add oil and said: "make a friend, play together in the future."

    "Don't dare," Ren Yifei motioned with his eyes. "my friend kills harder."

    They looked down the line of sight, and it was the place where the eldest grandwife sat before. Thinking of the eldest grandson players coming back alone, we all understand the meaning of this remark.

    "I'm not like him. I'm not like him. Forget it, "refuel for a moment," can I have a look at that card? Why don't you take a look at me? Some information can be exchanged. "

    Ren Yifei's eyes became even weirder. He sighed: "I was thinking that I am not as good as you. I am educated. You know, there are cultural constraints."

    "what cultural constraints?" That doesn't sound weird.

    "I just want face."

    'refueling':. What do you mean?

    Ren Yifei is not interesting, he is just stalling.

    He never hesitates to speculate on people with the worst intentions, and the so-called group of players is probably worse than the circle in which he lived before.

    No matter how chaotic the entertainment industry is, you have to abide by the law, at least on the face of it, otherwise how can there be hidden rules?

    Hidden rules, hidden rules, are not hidden rules?

    The players didn't wait long.

    Chunzhi's mother-in-law said a quarter of an hour, and sure enough, it was a quarter of an hour, and when the time came, he felt that he was thrown out of a high-speed train and the sky was spinning. It seems to be thrown into the drum washing machine, brain will be shaken out.

    Are you going back?

    Ren Yifei closed his eyes.

    In the barren corner of the sky, another spatial fish is transformed into a colorful glow, representing that a copy of boss has been taken away and turned into a 'ghost card'.

    The person I happen to see is both envy and self-pity: can I get a ghost card for the rest of my life?

    Blue, orange and metallic light flows through the white clouds.

    The wind brings the smell of moist soil and grass.

    The wild grass with high calves and unknown flowers flooded his body.

    A little red beetle landed on the tip of his nose, was startled by his breath, fluttered its wings and flew away through the bushes.

    Ren Yifei lay on the ground with his hands folded on his abdomen and a red rope shining on his wrist.

    "."

    Was I, like, dumped in the wilderness?

    Wrapped in white clothes, lying on a wilderness, what kind of plot unfolds?

    He was in no hurry, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The tip of the nose is the dewdrop of the blade of grass, which melts in the sun, but the body is lazy sunlight, as if shining on the drying quilt, there is a kind of fluffy and soft feeling.

    The sound is many, but not noisy, subtle, is the sound of the wind, is the sound of flowers and leaves whispering, from the line of sight can not see the far distance all the way to here.

    The wind brings a natural smell far from where humans live.

    He lay in the weeds, with dark hair on the ground, as if in the moonlight of the quiet valley.

    A hedgehog did not know when to appear beside him, clutching an earthworm in his hand, chewing and chewing out a lot of Bubble. It washed the thorns on its body with Bubble, and its small eyes looked strangely at Ren Yifei.

    Ren Yifei slowly turned his head to look at it. His eyes were as clear as a snowy stream.

    "Welcome to the beautiful corner of desolation, the player community. Dear player 95xx27, I am your exclusive guide spirit, at your service wholeheartedly. "

    As soon as he sat up, his slightly longer hair fell loose, twirled around his collarbone fossa and fell under the clear, white skin.

    With this soft voice of unknown origin, a white light screen appeared in front of him with a few lines of simple information:

    Player number: 95xx27

    Player life: 3

    Player code: none (to be filled in)

    Player points: 10

    Player Honor: new Star potential list 157

    0 Comments

    Enter your details or log in with:
    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period. But if you submit an email address and toggle the bell icon, you will be sent replies until you cancel.