RPG Chapter 65: Set sixty-five
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Setting Sixty-Five: Supernatural Research Society (18)
Shanzi Wei's head banged, and he returned to the chaotic state.
The protagonist in the memories just now stood in front of him. Those feet are wearing gold silk unicorn boots, with dense stitching and exquisite workmanship. At first glance, they are the products of wealthy people. On the top is the hem of the long cheongsam of Heihe gold, with a long string of white chain beads, and the background color is purple. Shanzi Wei's eyes trembled uncontrollably, and he felt his eyes captured by the seemingly flowing patterns. They held his mind and flowed into the encirclement of demons and demons, and were about to swallow him——
A pair of cold hands lifted Shanzi Wei's face, tearing Shanzi Wei's gaze from his clothes.
"Don't look, this is too fierce for you."
Shan Ziwei's startled gaze turned to a face that was as beautiful as a crown. This was the most classical man he had ever seen. He curled his blood-smeared vermilion lips, and he seemed to be a figure coming out of the painting. His slender feather eyebrows had a pair of red phoenix eyes curled inward and outward, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. However, he lacked the compassion of Buddha. .
Shanzi Wei seemed to be embarrassed, guilty conscience and shortness of breath spit out a title.
"...A ghost...?"
Hearing Shanzi Wei's whistling, the man's elegant eyebrows curled up gently, "Yeah."
He replied, sighing with relief and regret: "My son, Wei Er, has grown up."
Shan Ziwei was taken aback by this unexpected "recognition". Agui raised Shanzi Wei's face, and carefully looked at the outline of the white-haired young man. He didn't seem to be enough, even Shanzi Wei's eyes widened in horror felt very cute.
"Wei'er, my Wei'er, is still so lovely." He sighed, and branded a kiss on Shanzi's forehead with regret.
The blood-red kiss made Wei Bing a heart-breaker. He slapped his spirits and struck abruptly. While getting rid of the grip of the ghost, his face was also scratched by the opponent's nail cover three times. .
His...
Shanzi Wei clutched the face of the tabby cat, staring at Agui nervously and vigilantly—he only dared to stare at the part above the opponent’s neck. The man’s gold-patterned costume seemed to be woven from the world’s dirtiest gas Sure, just looking at it can drag people into the quagmire.
I saw Agui staring down at the blood on the fingertips, his expression was covered with a misty sorrow, standing there, like a parent who was rejected by the child and turned away. , The sadness is unbearable.
Shan Ziwei's heart beat, out of a kind of inexplicable sympathy and unwarranted premonition of danger, he quickly said: "I...I am not used to being touched by others."
Whether it is Wei Gui or Shanzi Wei, this explanation is very reasonable, but it makes the opposite ghost's brows frown even tighter. In the blink of an eye, he came to Shanzi Wei's side, raised Shanzi Wei's chin, looked sideways at the three "cat whiskers", and then leaned closer to blow.
The cold breath glided across his cheeks, with a child-like softness. Shanzi Wei was trembling, and the pain on his face subsided, but a certain idiot would rather be in pain than be treated with such gentleness by the boss.
"Wei'er, no one in this world treats you like me anymore." A ghost called Shanzi Wei tenderly, completely indulgent. "Don't share with me."
The tone is like a piece of melted chocolate, rich and sticky. Shanzi Wei could feel Agui's love for Wei Gui from his heart. To Agui, Wei Gui was like a child he brought up but was accidentally lost. Finally, I lost it and regained it, for fear that my favorite child would not kiss him.
But boss, are you sure this is a beautiful and harmonious parent-child reunion? The memory just now shouldn’t be too mosaic. Although the servant was the murderer, you are the one behind the scenes!
Although he complained badly in his heart, Shanzi Wei did not dare to resist obviously. The previous signs showed that the ghost in front of him was not a good crop, even if the other party is acting very gentle now, there is always a sense of crisis that is imminent. Wei heart, let him walk on thin ice.
It's best not to confront the boss at this time. Shanzi Wei nodded in response to the ghost's words, looking for a gap to complete the counter-summoning circle-it didn't take long, as long as he had time to draw a talisman.
However, Shanzi Wei nodded, but he stabbed the hornet's nest.
As if to fill the vacancy for more than ten years, Agui embraced Shanzi Wei in his arms and held him full. The delicately carved jade finger cots are inserted into the soft white hair of Shan Zi Wei, as if combing and caressing. A certain **** became an instant stress response. Previously, because Agui's body temperature was really non-human, and the area he had touched was not much, Shanzi Wei Renren passed. Now I am hugged, this is not something that can be solved by forbearance...
"Wei Erguai."
Only after Shanzi Wei's struggle, he heard the ghost coldly in his ears. Then Shanzi Wei stopped moving. It was not that he was really coaxed by the boss, but the hand that fell behind him.
The beautiful hand with delicate finger cots, as he saw it first, penetrated his body slowly and meticulously clasped his heart.
Shanzi Wei's breathing became heavy in an instant. The unforgettable torrent of ice and fire swept across the body again, freezing his blood vessels and igniting his blood. The neurons all over his body seemed to rush to the heart, tremblingly receiving another person's caress, and then numb to a mess.
The ghost realized that his child was obedient, and Wei Er shrank in his arms, like a little beast thrown into the ice and snow, shaking helplessly.
His hand combing his hair paused, then turned back to pick up Wei's chin.
"Don't be afraid, Wei..."
Agui's voice disappeared between his lips, and the black pupils without a trace of lustre showed a little surprise. In his arms, the white-haired young man was forced to raise his head. His expression was frosty, but his eyes were gleaming, like spring feelings sealed by thousands of miles of ice, only a few points revealed from the gaped ice hole. You can get rid of everyone*.
Gui Andan's eyes became darker and darker, "...Wei Er of my family has really grown up."
It's obviously the same as the previous words, but it has a hint of inexplicability. Shan Zi Wei, who can't control his body, can't even close his eyes to cover up*. It has been a long time since he directly exposed his sickness to other people's eyes. Even if the opponent is a computer-controlled chess piece, it makes Shanzi Wei embarrassed and embarrassed. He laughs at himself happily and painfully: The ghost on the other side should be at a loss, after all, the game production team would not have expected such a perversion into the game. In order to create ai that handles this situation.
Then Shanzi Wei heard the ghost say: "I am very happy."
There was a bang in Shanzi Wei's ear, and his whole person poked there like a piece of wood. In the dim sight of the water, Agui's expression was blurred a lot, only the cinnabar was bright, just like a monster blooming in the dark.
"You were cute when you were a kid, but some things were not easy to do."
The cold hand pulled out of Shanzi Wei's body, it touched Shanzi Wei's skin, and it gradually slid down along his spine.
"Wei Er, I have missed you for a long time..."
If it hadn't been for the bookshelf behind him to suddenly dump at them, Shanzi Wei might be the first player to be assaulted to death by chess pieces. Agui frowned, whether he was willing to hurt Shanzi Wei, he pushed the white-haired young man out of his hand and let the bookshelf go through him.
The bookshelf fell down to reveal the host behind, and the black-haired young man had sharp eyes, like an ominous blade out of its sheath, powerful and dangerous. He shouted at Shan Zi Wei: "Drawing symbols!"
The only surviving companion on the chessboard in this round came like a heavenly soldier. Shanzi Wei couldn’t think of so much for a moment. He instinctively followed the host’s words. He dragged his overheated body and weak legs, and slammed firmly. On the magic circle, open your mouth and bite your fingertips——
Naturally, Agui will not let them do whatever they want. As soon as his figure moves, he will come to Shanzi Wei, but he is stopped by the host.
"Su Zigui, do you want to be a human again."
Agui——Su Zigui paused, mentioning that ghost death is a taboo, he turned to the host completely, seeming to be laughed angrily.
"Why don't you teach me?" the ghost asked politely.
Facing the boss with no long objects and no talents, even a brand-named player can't do much. The host was thrown onto the bookshelf by Su Zigui's neck, smashing through several bookshelves. The crumbling book fell to the ground, drowning the silent black-haired youth and piled it into a grave near death.
As soon as Shanzi Wei's rune was drawn 2/3, Su Zigui's foot was already stepping in front of him. Shan Zi Wei flicked his hand and almost made a mistake, and the feeling of kneading his buttocks was still vivid. He was heartbroken, and suddenly raised his head to look directly at each other.
"Su Zigui, did you make me miserable enough?"
Su Zigui seemed to be questioned, and his Weier asked him word by word in an unfamiliar name and tone.
"You killed my parents, why do you still have a face in front of me?"
Shanzi Wei’s palms are sweating, whether the ghost is guilty or irritated, he only needs to draw a few more strokes--
"...I want to protect you."
The ghost said.
He put the white-haired young man under his eyes, his voice was very soft and sad, like a piece of night snow falling in the darkness, melting silently and lonely.
He has no shame, no worries, just whispered softly:
I want to protect you.
Shanzi Wei's hand crooked, completing the last stroke of the rune.
Om...
In an instant, the entire magic circle came alive as if sucking blood charms, and the flowing line was like dirty blood, revealing a gloomy meaning. The ghost in front of Shanzi Wei shattered into countless tiny spots of light in a blink of an eye and disappeared, so fast that he couldn't fully react.
This is—it's over—?
It's like the performance of the music comes to a halt abruptly, leaving a meaningful silence. Shanzi Wei watched where Su Zigui dissipated. He heard the sound of footsteps. He looked back and saw the host walking over his injured neck. He probably knew that Shanzi Wei Di was protecting him. He stopped after a certain distance.
Somehow, Shanzi Wei suddenly said: "He said...to protect me."
Shan Ziwei's thoughts were immersed in Su Zigui's last look at him. He didn't expect to hear a response. He just said something in his heart, only to hear the host "gracious".
"Do you know something?"
The host glanced at Shanzi Wei and gave a prompt: "You have a servant diary."
Shanzi Wei almost forgot this. He took out the long-forgotten servant's diary. He just wanted to say that he didn't know the password, but suddenly realized that he might know it.
People always like to use familiar numbers as passwords, such as birthday, phone number, student ID, etc., and he happens to know the servant Agui’s birthday—in the memory of the Prajna mask, Agui’s birthday date is clear To write on the blackboard.
This prompt is so obscure that Shanzi Wei only realizes it now. He entered "0626" on the code lock, and with a click, the diary opened.
[xx month **** day, week x sunny
I am so lucky.
There are so many children in the family, and Mrs. Wei chose me as a company for her children.
Because my name is homonymous with the young master, which is extravagant.
I saw such a big house for the first time, and I can still live in such a good room.
Mum Chen said that it is best to find a notebook to write down the daily affairs, so as not to make mistakes. 】
……
[xx month **** day week x strong wind
Mr. and Mrs. are good people, so I can study with the young master.
The life here is so good, the country home is totally incomparable.
I want to stay here forever. 】
……
[xx month **** day week x heavy rain
Master was screamed by her husband today.
The husband tore the doll he had been playing with, and angered his wife, saying what kind of monster she gave birth to.
The look in the eyes of the young master at that time I am panicking now.
He seems to think that the doll is alive and we are the murderers who killed his friend.
At night I went into the young master’s room and saw a terrifying circle.
Master, he seems to be playing some terrible ritual...]
……
[xx month **** day week x light rain
Mother Chen came to see me today and revealed one thing to me.
It turns out that my family and husband are distant relatives, and I can be regarded as the young master's cousin from the blood relationship.
I suddenly became a little unwilling.
I am better than the young master, and I have not gotten sick. It's just that I'm not close to him by blood, so I can only serve as a servant for a lifetime.
It would be great if I were the child of Mr. and Mrs.......]
……
[xx month, **** day, week x sunny
The doctor came to see him today, and the young master's illness still hasn't improved at all.
Mr. and Mrs. seem to have given up on curing the young master.
Although it is very bad, I am very happy.
I have thought about it. Although I am a subordinate in name, I have actually enjoyed the treatment of an heir.
After Mrs. and Mrs. are old, this family still has to rely on me to support it.
Mr. and Mrs. probably mean the same thing. 】
……
[xx month **** day week x cloudy
...Madam is pregnant again.
……
……
What should I do. 】
……
[xx month **** day week x showers
I heard the husband and wife discuss sending the young master to the country so as not to blow up the fetus of the wife.
I want to go together too.
...I can't wait any longer.
It just so happened that the husband gave the young master another meal recently, and the young master and the husband were angry.
The sleeping pills have been prepared, and they will be added to the food for the young master tomorrow.
No problem.
No one will doubt me.
Master, he is such an unpleasant temperament. 】
He is such an unpleasant temperament...
A little sadness and a little anger filled his chest, Shanzi Wei closed his diary and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.
As the ghost said: I want to protect you.
I wanted to protect him who was framed by his servants, and he who was going to be sent to the country. Although he used the wrong method, it was the only sincere family that did his best for him.
Shanzi Wei turned and looked directly at the host. He had too many questions to ask the host, and he even forgot the embarrassment before.
"You..."
Boom...
At the moment Shanzi Wei spoke, the whole ancient house began to tremble, and it seemed to have endured a lot of pain. The furniture around Shanzi Wei faded and corroded little by little, as if Cinderella's magic at 12 o'clock had failed, and it was about to return to its original appearance.
The host turned around and walked towards the exit first, "Go fast."
Shanzi Wei got up from the center of the magic circle and walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a thin voice coming from behind him.
"Who are you?"
He was startled and saw a white-haired child kneeling in the middle of the magic circle holding a patchwork doll. His appearance was exactly the same as Shanzi Wei's childhood, his body was faint, and his voice seemed to be coming through a layer of fog.
"My name is Ghost, what is your name?"
In front of the child was a vague black shadow, almost indifferent silence.
"Then...Can you accompany me?" The child did not insist on asking, but looked at it with some expectation and a little timidity, "I have been in this room, no one plays with me."
The child's words seemed to touch the black shadow, and the black mist on its body fluctuated a lot, and it seemed to have returned.
"Su...Zigui?" The child read it again and praised: "Your name is so nice."
The shadow shook, as if shaking his head.
"...You don't like this name?" The child rolled his eyes and smiled, "Suddenly I found that my name suits you well, how about I give you my name?"
"Agui, Agui, I will call you "Agui" from now on."
The image in front of him turned black and disappeared like the lights went out, Shanzi Wei's head hurt, and for a moment it seemed that he had remembered something and had forgotten something.
"Some images of the past."
Shanzi Wei turned his head in surprise, and stared at the black-haired young man standing under the stairs.
"Let's go." The host said: "The house is going to be destroyed."
As the host said, Manda’s ancient house has entered the end of its dying phase, and many holes have been corroded on the floor. After Shanzi Wei’s delay, the decay marks are about to spread to the soles of his feet.
Sanzi Wei stopped hesitating and ran to the exit on the second floor. Chaos and disorderly images appeared everywhere in the house, and the old house seemed to know that its time limit had come, and looked back on the past years like a revelry. Shanzi Wei and host passed through countless shadows in the corridor. They didn't dare to run hard, the floor creaked, and it seemed that they would break when they stepped on.
Slap!
No matter how careful, Shanzi Wei still hit a breakpoint. He staggered, holding his hands on the wall next to him. The wall just collapsed, exposing the recreation room on the other side.
The laughter of the child and the barking of the dog came over, and Shanzi Wei yanked his feet and glanced at the opposite side.
The former Su Zigui stood in the center of the entertainment room, looking down at the kid playing with the dog on the ground, with a soft smile on his face.
"Agui, thank you for helping the Duke to get rid of it." The child smiled and looked at the Samoyed who tried to lick his fingers but penetrated. The Samoyed grinned stupidly and tilted his head, very puzzled why he always licked Without reaching the hands of the little master, he didn't know that he was a dead soul.
"It's too painful." Even if it can't be touched, the children have fun with the dog. "It's so much better~"
"Why would I refuse your request?" Su Zigui laughed and raised the back of Samoyed's neck, "It's almost dawn, you should go back to your room, and play with it tomorrow."
The child seemed to be a little bit unsatisfied, he raised his head and acted spoiled.
"A ghost, a ghost, sing a song~" The child's eyes looked straight at Su Zigui, full of closeness and love, "If you sing, I will go with you."
When Shanzi Wei walked down the stairs on the third floor, he could still hear Su Zigui's softly humming songs:
"Put out my eyes and I can still see you;
Block my ears, I can still hear you;
Without feet, I can still walk by your side;
Without a mouth, I can still pray for you;
Break my arms and I will still hug you..."
With a gentle voice singing softly, Shanzi Wei discovered at this moment that the death song that frightened him was full of such tender emotions. Even if he knew that this was the plot arrangement, Shanzi Wei was a little sad and melancholy. He seemed to be questioned step by step by these shadows from the past.
——Do you regret it?
——Do you regret hurting the only person who will accompany you for other people and things?
Regret. Shan Zi Wei thought sadly, but he would still do it, no matter now... or in the past.
"Watch your feet."
Looking at him following up, the host reminded him. Shan Zi Wei answered, they had already ran to the living room, and the exit to light and hope was close at hand.
However, they paid attention to their feet, but ignored the top of their heads.
Crack--
A cobweb-like crack spread quickly across the ceiling, dividing the ceiling in the blink of an eye. The cement block on top of Shanzi Wei couldn't bear the weight of the chandelier anymore, and collapsed with a bang.
Shanzi Wei squatted down to protect his head subconsciously, but only heard a roar around him. Except for a few small stone fragments hitting the body, the expected pain did not come.
Shanzi Wei raised his head hesitantly and found that he happened to be buckled underneath by the chandelier. The shape of the chandelier was a bit like an inverted birdcage, and it happened to cover Shanzi Wei when it fell, so that he would not be directly submerged by rocks.
Although this chandelier saved him, it also trapped him. The concrete blocks outside piled up like a hill, Shanzi Wei pushed hard inside, and the stone didn't move. He didn't know how many layers were piled up outside.
In this situation, unless someone removes the stone a little bit outside, Shanzi Wei himself can't get out of trouble.
He called tentatively: "host?"
No response.
The black-haired youth doesn't know if he is dead or has left.
Shanzi Wei died. He sat under the chandelier and laughed funny.
This is how he ended. He thought, really...no progress.
Although the birdcage-shaped chandelier is a large lamp, it can barely fit a person. However, even in such a cramped space, some shadows of the past also emerged. Shan Ziwei saw a corner of Su Zigui's robe and heard a vague voice of dialogue from the cracks in the stone. One was Su Zigui, and the other turned out to be...
"Slap."
A beam of light shone on Shanzi Wei's eyes, irritating his eyes to tears. Even so, Shanzi Wei did not close his eyes, staring at the black-haired young man outside in a daze.
The host didn't leave, he scooped up the cement pile with blood in his hands, letting more light into this cramped space.
When the host moved the cement pile through a seam that could be entered and exited, it was discovered that the white-haired young man was just squatting inside, looking at him unblinkingly.
It seems that Wei Shanzi was shocked, and the host soothed: "Don't be afraid, let's go out together."
Shanzi Wei's eyes swayed, like a crumbling candle. He looked at the dark eyes of the black-haired youth, as if thinking and not wanting to see through.
For a long time, Shanzi Wei lowered his eyes and answered vaguely: "Okay."
The first ray of sunlight passed through the thick clouds and shone on the ruins of the Manda House, and kissed the two young men who had escaped and ascended into the sky affectionately.
[System: You have cleared the chessboard, do you want to watch the follow-up? whether. 】
Shan Ziwei chose "No".
The scene instantly switched to the personal space. The white-haired young man sat on the throne very tired, and the silver-haired doll jumped onto the black-and-white floor, the mask above his head smiling.
Even if you don't need to look at it, he knows what the ending will be.
Shanzi Wei folded his hands and covered his eyes, thinking about the last conversation in the dark almost masochistically.
"President of the Supernatural Research Society?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to help me with things? Well, I happen to have something for you here. As long as you do well, you can get out of here alive."
"Good."
"Sacrifice six girls in this room, make them draw runes, and then give me your body."
"...he wouldn't know it was you."
The ghost laughed.
"That's enough."
"I came to this world to prevent him from being shocked, from suffering, from being lonely for the rest of my life, and from being left alone. I can play for him no matter what my identity."