I Became a God in a Horror Game

After a brief handover with the other members, Bai Liu calmly logged out of the game.

The other members of the Wandering Circus all expressed understanding for the result, and no one blamed Bai Liu.

To be honest, they really don't have the right to blame. If they really want to come down, the team members who were cleared out by Lu Yizhan at the beginning of the game have a greater responsibility.

"Don't put so much pressure." Tang Erda patted Bai Liu on the shoulder with a solemn expression, "Have a good rest, we still have a tough battle to fight."

Bai Liu hummed, he logged out of the game, lay on the bed in his rental house, looked at the ceiling flatly, breathing lightly.

He didn't bring the injury out this time, he was awake from start to finish.

Including the last stop.

"Lingling—"

His cell phone rang suddenly, and Bai Liu didn't even look at the phone screen when he picked it up. After picking up the phone, there was no sound from the other side, only an unsteady breathing sound, so Bai Liu didn't speak either.

After a long time, a wry smile came from the opposite side: "Let's talk?"

"Where to talk?" Bai Liu said in a calm tone, "Where am I or where you are?"

"Come here." Lu Yizhan touched his face, "I'm cooking and waiting for you to come over, do you have anything to eat?"

Bai Liu paused: "Whatever."

"Okay, then I'll go shopping for groceries and wait for you. You just came out of the game, don't ride your bike when you come here, hit it, I'll reimburse you." Lu Yizhan said.

Then Bai Liu took the most expensive express taxi.

When Bai Liu asked Lu Yizhan to come down and pay him, Lu Yizhan, who was wearing an apron, wiped his hands and took out his mobile phone to pay in shock: "Why did you call over 100?!"

The taxi driver answered truthfully: "This little guy said he was going to a commercial street at Qiaomu Private High School, so I took a detour. He went down to buy something, and he would pay the same price when he came back."

Lu Yizhan, who realized that he was deliberately detoured by Bai Liu for revenge: "..."

Lu Yizhan turned to look at Bai Liu: "What did you buy by taking a detour?"

"Put the trunk." Bai Liu got out of the car, pushed open the trunk, took out a huge black plastic bag, and dragged it up the third floor, "Find a place for me to put this."

This bag looks square, but the contents inside are vaguely human-shaped, carried by Bai Liu, and the head part is unconsciously bit by bit, looking like a body bag.

Lu Yizhan, who followed behind, became more and more shocked: "What did you buy?"

Bai Liu gave him a sideways look: "corpse, do you want to report it now?"

"...No need." Lu Yizhan weakly withdrew his exploratory gaze. He lowered his head, wiped his hands on the apron vigorously, and suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

Bai Liu's back paused, he didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

When he walked to the door of Lu Yizhan on the third floor, Bai Liu stopped. Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, Lu Yizhan reminded in a low voice, "You have the key."

"Last time you came, I gave you the recipe."

Just as Bai Liu raised his hand to knock on the door, he stopped in mid-air. He was silent for a while, then found the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it a little rusty.

The door didn't open.

Lu Yizhan reminded in a low voice: "You turned the other way."

Bai Liu: "..."

Bai Liu glanced lightly at Lu Yizhan from the corner of his eye: "Why don't you come and drive?"

"No no no!" Lu Yizhan smiled carefully, "You haven't come for a long time, it's normal, it won't work if you come a few more times."

Bai Liu turned his gaze back, his gaze stayed on the door lock and key for a moment, and then turned twice in the opposite direction.

The door finally opened.

The dampness of the wet soup pot rushed to the face, and the wallpaper just pasted on the bright room already had two or three ink marks on it. At first glance, it was obvious that the careless hostess had accidentally painted it. The living room The TV in the room was playing some noisy entertainment programs, the kitchen kept making gurgling sounds, and there were three or four large dishes on the dining table on the side of the living room, steaming white smoke.

It is a very lively, very flamboyant house, as lively as a festival.

Bai Liu stepped in.

"boom--"

It was the sound of the fireworks tube banging, Fang Dian jumped out from behind the shoe cabinet on the side, and jumped in front of Bai Liu with a bright smile. She held the fireworks tube in one hand and a cake in the other, shouting loudly. road:

"Happy 25th birthday to Bai Liu!"

The right foot that Bai Liu walked in stopped in the same place.

His eyes slowly shifted from the big dish, the lively atmosphere in the living room, to the square-dotted face with a birthday hat and candles, and finally slowly landed on the birthday cake with the [25]-year-old candles superior.

Oh, so today is his birthday.

It's been so long, he's forgotten.

Fang Dian and Lu Yizhan have helped Bai Liu celebrate his birthdays since high school.

But on Bai Liu's 22nd birthday, something happened to Fang Dian. Since then, Bai Liu never came to Fang Dian's house for his birthday, and even said that he never came back.

No matter how Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian specially invited, Bai Liu would refuse coldly, and finally it gradually turned into a congratulatory text message on his birthday and a birthday cake takeaway. Bai Liu's sense of ceremony for [birthday] is here. At this point, he would eat the cake as food like beef noodles for breakfast, then glance at the text message, and his birthday passed as usual.

Now he suddenly remembered - oh, it turns out today is my birthday.

That's right, when his birthday party point accident happened three years ago, it happened that Fanatic Lamb lost the Deer Hunter Challenge, and this year his birthday came after he lost the Killer Sequence Challenge.

In this way, he and the fanatical lamb tactician have a subtle thing in common - they both lost to Lu Yizhan.

"Come in, come in!" Seeing that Bai Liu didn't respond, Fang Dian naturally grabbed Bai Liu's shoulder and shrugged him in, then stomped his feet twice, looking at Bai Liu in surprise, "You just wear a white Here comes your shirt, aren't you cold?"

"It's already September and October, the weather is getting colder, and it's raining again today!" Fang Dian looked at the thinly dressed Bai Liu and shook his head in disapproval, "You just wear this? Your small body can handle it. ?"

"I'll go get you clothes!"

As soon as Fang Dian put the cake, he went into the back room and started rummaging through boxes to find clothes.

Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan sat on the sofa relatively silently, watching the cartoon playing on the TV opposite.

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath, clutching his apron, and said first: "...What do you want to ask?"

"What else is there in the game between you and Bai Liu besides the werewolf killing?" Bai Liu's tone was shallow, but his question was sharp, "What's your next plan?"

Lu Yizhan smiled bitterly: "I'm going to give you the status of a prophet."

Bai Liu also paused, he turned to look at Lu Yizhan, his eyes narrowed: "You want to sell your soul to me, won't you die?"

"It would have been." Lu Yizhan sighed, and he stretched out his hand, "You can find paper money and trade with my soul first. After the trade, you will know what happened."

Bai Liu paused expressionlessly, then pulled out a dime coin from the corner of his wallet, and held it up to face Lu Yizhan's stunned face: "One dime buys your soul."

Lu Yizhan's whole body was cracked: "Anyhow, one piece! One cent is too much!"

"Don't sell it." Bai Liu calmly retracted the coin, "Lu Yizhan, you know, it's a buyer's market now, you have to sell me your soul, I don't want it."

Lu Yizhan: "..."

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand in humiliation, with tears in his eyes: "Five cents anyway! One cent is too little!"

"I can buy it at the stated price of fifty cents." Bai Liu folded his arms and said indifferently, "But if you want to transfer me four cents later, the real price is still one cent, so I'll charge your soul a fake."

Lu Yizhan: "..."

I only have one soul banknote, and I don't plan to open a store for wholesale, and I don't need to swipe orders to raise prices and make fakes, thank you.

"Just a penny." Lu Yizhan couldn't help laughing and crying, "Give it to me."

Bai Liu slapped a dime in the palm of Lu Yizhan's palm, and almost instantly, a new soul note appeared in his wallet. He held the newly generated soul note with two fingers and pulled it out, his brows furrowed. Almost frowning.

This banknote is not brand new and straight like other banknotes of Bailiu, but a little old and wrinkled. There is a hole the size of a baby's fist in the upper right corner. The circle around the big hole is black, as if it was burned by something. the same.

Bai Liu raised his head quickly, he looked at Lu Yizhan's right shoulder that had been hit by the soul-shattering gun, and his tone sank: "Is your soul damaged after being hit by the gun?"

"Yes, so my soul is not complete after the last injury." Lu Yizhan spread his hands, he said helplessly, "So even if I sell my soul to you, it is not completely sold to you, in a kind of Schrodinger The sold soul state."

"This is also a kind of illegal operation."

Lu Yizhan sighed and chuckled: "It's a rare time when I'm in the face of Bai Liu."

Bai Liu fixedly looked at Lu Yizhan, and he asked abruptly, "When did you start making this plan to make me a prophet?"

"—before the last time you blocked the gun for me, right?"

Bai Liu's tone was incomparably calm: "So, at that time, you deliberately blocked the shot in front of me, so that you could successfully sell me your broken soul and the prophecy you couldn't bear in the future. Give me my family status, and let me get those useless, so-called responsibilities and rights to save the world."

"—Is that why you raised me, Lu Yizhan?"

"Either kill me as a criminal, or treat me as an heir, as a tool?"

Lu Yizhan raised his head slowly, he did not evade Bai Liu's pressing question, but answered calmly, "Fifty percent."

Bai Liu instantly understood what Lu Yizhan meant.

——Lu Yizhan means that he raised him 50% because of what Bai Liu said just now.

"That's still fifty percent." Bai Liu lifted his eyelids and stared at Lu Yizhan, "What is it?"

Lu Yizhan stared straight into Bai Liu's eyes, he looked at it for a long time, closed his eyes, and exhaled slowly.

what is it then?

It was this guy who stayed up all night studying because of his words at the age of fifteen, did not kill his classmates at the age of sixteen because he stopped him, and showed off to them when his grades rose to 400 at the age of seventeen. Save up popsicles under Fangdian's bed to buy them more cute ones.

At the age of eighteen, he jumped off the Gaokao Lake, but he controlled himself and did not enter the game. At the age of twenty-two, he collapsed outside Fangdian's operating room, and he folded his memory.

At the age of twenty-five, in the game, he stopped with only one health.

——Because he is a human being, and I am a human being, which cannot be avoided or cut off. Those emotional connections that arise.

"The other fifty percent...because you are my friend." Lu Yizhan's eyes were extremely complicated, his voice was a little trembling, and he had a reluctant smile on his face, "You may think it's ridiculous, but I do think so. of."

"Sorry for letting you find this out on your birthday."

Bai Liu took a breath, then looked away, and was silent for a while:

"You gave me fifty percent of the reason, and I received fifty percent of your soul."

"We're even."

Bai Liu put away the half-burned soul note.

Lu Yizhan raised his head in astonishment. Before he could speak, Fang Dian poked his head out of the back room. She looked at Bai Liu curiously and asked, "Bai Liu, I'm looking for a coat for you, you How tall are you now?"

Bai Liu: "...177."

"Wow, then you've grown a bit longer." Fang Dian thought for a while, "But Lao Lu's clothes are still not good. He is 1.8586 meters, you are a little far behind."

"Then you can wear mine first. I'm 1.78 meters. Your coat is just right."

Bai Liu: "...Oh."

Fang Dian found a camel-colored coat to put on Bai Liu, and when he put it on, he couldn't help complaining to Bai Liu: "What's the matter with you, have you eaten well, you are too thin, your waist is about to follow me. It's almost too thin, and you have to go in a button to wear a women's coat with a waist like mine."

"No, you need to eat more." Fang Dian pushed Lu Yizhan, who was hesitant to speak, into the kitchen, "Come in and bring out the pig's trotter soup and make up for Bai Liu."

After being pressed by Fang Dian to stare at people, he ate two large pieces of pig's trotters and a bowl and a half of rice, Bai Liu had to put down the bowl and reiterated: "I'm really full."

"Nonsense." Fang Dian's eyes swept across Bai Liu's waist like an x-ray, and he judged coldly, "You don't have a bulge in your stomach, you should have more."

Bai Liu: "..."

Really going to vomit.

Lu Yizhan helped Bai Liu out with tears and laughter: "Let him save some belly to eat cake."

After eating, Fang Dian mysteriously pulled Bai Liu to sit on the sofa: "You sit here, I'll go get you a birthday present."

After a while, Fang Dian did not know where to find three large gray boxes and a brand new box.

Bai Liu seemed to notice something, his eyes seemed to be still, and he stopped on the gray boxes.

Fang Dian wiped it, and she opened the first box: "This is your birthday present when you turned twenty-two."

Inside the box is a vintage console and a bunch of game cards for horror games.

"Lu Yizhan and I went to the flea market to find them." Fang Dian laughed, she patted her chest and assured, "It's all out-of-print games, I bet you haven't played them before!"

"This is your birthday present when you were twenty-three years old."

In the box is a formal suit that is worth a lot of money at first sight.

Fang Dian opened the box and took it out with nostalgic eyes: "Have you been working, thinking about what formal occasion you are attending, you should be able to use it. Lao Lu and I saved up money to buy a set for you. How many thousands?"

"This is a gift from your twenty-four years."

Fang Dian opened the box, Bai Liu looked at the contents of the box, his eyes moved.

——The box is densely packed with all kinds of amulets and prayers from different temples.

"Some of this is what Lao Lu and I went to the temple to ask for, and some I asked my friends to bring back to me from other places." Fang Dian sighed and looked at these amulets, "Your luck was always bad during that time. , although I don't believe this either, but sometimes I think too much, and say what if."

She smiled and looked at Bai Liu: "If there are gods in the sky who can bless us Bai Liu, Lao Lu and I buy a talisman and beg them, it's nothing."

Bai Liujing said for a long time, "Thank you."

"You don't need to say thank you to us." Fang Dian interrupted Bai Liu's thanks by waving her hand, and then she sighed melancholy, "I planned to give it to you on your birthday, but you didn't want to come, nor did you want to come. I don't see me very much, and I don't know what you think. If I give it to you and you don't want it, it will only increase your troubles. Maybe you have to find a way to repay my favor, and then I will be really sad. "

"After thinking about it, I didn't give it out every year."

"Fortunately, you are finally here this year." Fang Dian laughed again without any grudges, "Then we will give it to you face to face together."

She didn't mention a word that Bai Liu had never been to this house in the past three years.

"Oh, and this." Fang Dian flipped down again, happily pulled out a set of things from the bottom of the box, and placed it in front of Bai Liu, "This is warm, wait for you to wear it!"

Even Bai Liu couldn't help but his pupils trembled when he saw Fang Dian digging out the set of things, and quickly and calmly refused: "This is no use."

"What's the use of it." Fang Dian held up a whole set of red autumn clothes and red long pants, even looking at the red underwear, and confronted Bai Liu, righteously said, "You didn't wear these in this year, I think this is your bad luck. s reason!"

Bai Liu: "..."

I don't think so.

Fang Dian emphasized it again: "These autumn clothes and long pants are open and fleece. While it's still your birth year, you can go in and change them later!"

Bai Liu slowly moved his gaze to Lu Yizhan behind Fangdian, Lu Yizhan helplessly spread his hands and shrugged, making a gesture of helplessness.

Fang Dian coldly interrupted the silent communication between the two: "Lu Yizhan also wore red autumn clothes and red autumn pants for a whole year during the Benming Year. It's no use asking him."

Bai Liu: "..."

Lu Yizhan: "..."

That's right.

The author has something to say: Archive