Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 92: Good gathering and scattered
The monk did not speak, but Gyatso still stood there calmly. They did not come to persuade and fight, but this in itself actually showed an attitude.
The fat man wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, looked at the monk and Gyatso, and looked at Su Bai, who just kicked him up. He is not stupid. In fact, the fat man is very smart, so he did not continue at this time. He yelled and scolded Su Bai for kicking himself. Instead, he took the initiative to cover his stomach and walked to the curtain. Soon, he saw the talisman paper in a hidden place behind the curtain.
"How could it be like this, this is impossible." The fat man muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief. Then, the fat man bent down again and put his head under the bed, reaching out another talisman paper .
A character drawn by a person actually has his own distinctive style, just like those celebrity calligraphy and painting, as long as the person is familiar and cognizant, it is completely recognizable by whose handwriting.
Fatty's eyes started to move constantly, apparently doing deep thinking, then he stood up, pointed his finger at himself, looked at the monk and asked Gyatso:
"Fuck, I really did it?"
The monk put his hands together and nodded.
"I didn’t expect you to destroy the game you set up yourself. To a certain extent, it’s actually the best result, because whether it’s me or Qilu or Su Bai, if I force a shot, It actually hurt you."
Fatty gritted his teeth, "I erased my memory by myself? Then, I regarded myself as a link in this line of cause and effect? I use myself as a test subject?"
"amount"
Fatty was picked up by Su Bai before he finished speaking. Although Fatty was very heavy, it was nothing to Su Bai.
"Fat, you are now fat, I just came back from Dali, you counted it?"
Looking at Su Bai’s gaze, the fat man was a little frightened, because he was guilty of heart. All of this should not have been framed by others. First of all, there is no need for the monk and Gyatso to frame him, and the rest of the audience is not so idle. Looking at the monk's previous reaction, things are actually very clear.
This is an experiment designed by myself, so the monk knew in advance but was afraid to do anything, otherwise he might be backlashed by cause and effect, and eventually lose heart and even commit suicide.
I should have erased my memory, so I don't know what is going on at all, so I put it into it like this.
"Dabai, I don't remember, I should erase my memory."
Fatty is indeed very guilty of facing Su Bai now, because he knows what kind of temper Su Bai is, and when they get off the plane, they are involved in this matter. Zhang Bayi really has no reason and confidence to defend something.
"If you don't remember a sentence, it's over?" Su Bai took a deep breath and said seriously, "Okay, now you continue to study your cause and effect. Anyway, I think we can't live together anymore, you I'm going to go, you make your own decision. You set up the formation of the old Fang family. You have a reason to stay, but I don't want to live with you under the same roof. God knows when you will send another one. What crazy!"
"Don’t worry, don’t worry, I think I should have erased the memory before, but something should be left to remind me of the course and reason of the incident. By the way, there is a ban in my room that I have put down Safe, I think I should leave some records before erasing my memory"
Su Bai released his hand and put the fat man down, and then Su Bai patted his hand. He was too lazy to say anything. Last time, the fat man died by himself. Because of causality, he must deal with the corpse under the Purple Mountain. Doing a big dip to make a plea, and then being overcast by those living Buddhas, the fat man knew that the other party did not dare to kill him, so Mingzhe didn’t resist, and that incident almost killed Su Bai, the monk and Gyatso. Afterwards, the fat man did a lot of things to remedy, and he, the monk, and Gyatso turned a blind eye.
This time, Su Bai does not intend to continue to bear it anymore. How Lan Lin died in the first place, Su Bai still remembers clearly, you fat guy wants to play causation, you just play casually, I can’t afford it. Can afford to hide!
Fatty jumped out of the window hurriedly, he should go back to the safe to see if there are any records, and Su Bai is the same monk and
Gyatso slowly walked down the stairs to the outside.
"Monk, you have noticed it a long time ago, haven't you?" Su Bai asked the monk.
"Amitabha Buddha, indeed." The monk really has nothing to hide at this time. "But the poor monk is worried that if he rushes to make a move, it may have a very negative impact on the fat man. The way of causality, the most hurt, is himself."
Su Bai was able to understand the monk’s concerns. Because of this concern, the monk did not directly save people at the beginning. This actually violates the monk’s usual style of doing things, but it’s also a matter of nothing. Fatty’s. Compared with the safety of an ordinary person, the monk stood from the perspective of the former, it is understandable.
"He is already suffering from a certain affliction." Gyatso shook his head and said helplessly, "From the last time I was in the Purple Mountain, to this time, I already feel that Zhang Bayi can't control myself. "
" Anyway, I can’t live with him anymore. It should be no more than ten. I erase my memory and count myself into the causal link. Although I don’t know how to arrange the specific operations and arrangements, he is now I have been able to put myself in the experiment, and I don’t even care about my safety anymore.
Then, what do we mean to him? "Su Bai lit a cigarette and smoked as he walked.
The three people walked back home slowly. The door was open. After the three of them entered the entrance, they saw the fat man sitting on the sofa alone with a small notebook in his hand.
Seeing the three of Su Bai come back, the fat man threw the notebook on the coffee table, a little helpless and at a loss.
"Sorry, my fault."
Su Bai walked to the coffee table, picked up the notebook, and looked at it.
does not have many words, but the basic points are recorded.
is similar to the fat man’s previous guess. The dead and the nearly dead are not actually a direct debt collection relationship. The fat man used his own means to forcibly distorted this theory of "causal cycle of retribution," and the ghost died. To retaliate against the person who killed oneself, even from the perspective of a living person, is actually a normal performance, a matter of course, but the fat man directly changed this law, thus creating a closed loop.
However, one thing is quite interesting. The ordinary people that the fat man was looking for did not have a good bird. The old woman with armbands had secretly drowned her newborn baby because of her patriarchal thought. The granddaughter, the woman wearing blue high heels, did drove and killed someone but evaded the law because of her family relationship.
"If one sentence is wrong, it's over?" Su Bai handed the small book to the monk and Gyatso and the others, then bent down and looked at the fat man, "You should be aware that I didn't shoot you directly before. I exercised the greatest restraint."
The fat man covered his face with his hands, rubbed it, and then smiled,
"Brothers, I got stuck and I can’t pull it out. I can’t look back. From the moment I knelt under the Purple Mountain, I knew I couldn’t look back. It’s so beautiful. It's so charming.
Do you know that it is the addiction of our listeners. You are obsessed with it, addicted to it, even if you know that it might kill yourself in the end, you still enjoy it.
I can even do things that erase my memory and put myself in the line of cause and effect.
Dabai, I don’t know if I knew you would come back, and I don’t know if I deliberately put you in because it was not written in the notebook, I don’t know, but probably I think it should be.
a few brothers, I won’t tear my tears anymore, let’s separate first, I’m too dangerous, I feel like I’m a dynamite barrel now, and I should be a high-level audience when I meet next time. Well, if you don't become an advanced audience, you know what the ending is. "
Fatty stood up, raised his head slightly, as if suppressing his inner emotions.
Su Bai didn’t say anything, the monk didn’t say anything, and Gyatso didn’t say anything. The four of them have already passed the emotional stage. Oh, of course, except for Su Bai’s occasional illness, but Su Bai also has people he cares about, such as the little guy, and continue to let the fat man live with him and others~ IndoMTL.com~ is also a kind of irresponsibility to the little guy. God knows the fat man will take a bit of his brain someday. Put the little guy in the pit too?
"I'll take it
Pack up things, monk, you can change the circle again. I think I am in this state. Unless I am promoted to a high-level audience, it will be difficult to ease it. Come on. "
After finishing, the fat man walked over, looked at Su Bai, then at the monk, and then at Gyatso, then turned around and went back to his room to pack his things.
The monk sighed and went to make a pot of tea, while Jiacuo and Su Bai sat on the sofa separately.
"Causality." Su Bai said these two words, "If you don't study cause and effect, you can't become an advanced audience?"
"Causality is the fastest way to reach high-level audiences." Gyatso said, "Because of clarifying the past, predicting the future, and erasing the fear of the unknown, can we give people the greatest courage to become high-level audiences."
"A shortcut is not easy." Su Bai took the tea cup handed over by the monk.
"For the audience, there are no big roads." The monk said.
"Fuck." Su Bai took a sip of tea and placed the teacup heavily on the coffee table. "Brothers, spread it out, is there anyone of you who is also understanding cause and effect? At least be a good gathering, and it’s not in vain to spend the past two years living together under the same roof."
living room,
fell silent for a while.