Rules-based ghost talk game

"It's very simple." Lin Xi gently pressed her shoulders and pressed them on Wang Ziyan's white palms that were slightly moist and warm.

He turned around slowly, looked at Wang Ziyan gently, and said, "What is a lost lamb? It is a confused person, pitiful and helpless."

Listening to Lin Xi's words, Wang Ziyan felt a little cold and ridiculous in her heart.

"As a 'lost lamb', you need to experience and feel pain. It is the pain of confusion, helplessness, and the hesitation after not wanting to do something but having to do it... When you experience this, you will be done.

Became a 'lost lamb'."

Hearing this, Wang Ziyan's eyes couldn't help but shine with a strange luster, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

Seeing Wang Ziyan's appearance, Lin Xi thought that she might have guessed it.

"Then what should I do?" Wang Ziyan's voice was soft and a little helpless.

Lin Xi "took" Wang Ziyan's palm back to the window, looked at her calmly, and said gently: "Well, you need to find someone by your side who you have feelings for and who treats you best, well.

, the more emotionally complex your relationship is, the better.

If you don’t have such a person around you, then I deeply regret that.”

Lin Xi showed a faint smile and said: "Of course, if there is such a person around you, then I can only congratulate you, beautiful lady, kill him, and you will be ready to become a horror-level 'forbidden fruit'

All preparations are made.”

"Ha." Wang Ziyan closed her eyes and sneered, with a nice curve at the corner of her mouth.

"This is your plan, right? Ever since what Amy and I said in the tavern, this has been a trap." Wang Ziyan's voice was unexpectedly calm.

She opened her eyes and looked at Lin Xi. Her body was trembling slightly, and her heart was full of mixed feelings, but her voice was trying to stay calm.

"From the beginning, I was like a helpless lamb, lost, guided by you and Amy, step by step into the trap, step by step into the abyss..." Wang Ziyan said as if moaning.

"No." Lin Xi shook her head, her voice still gentle: "I just don't want to see the beautiful lady... die inexplicably in that horrible story world, and the same goes for Miss Amy."

Wang Ziyan smiled and said, "Who is Brother Scar?"

Lin Xi was slightly startled when he heard this.

This woman is not as brainless as she and Amy imagined...

But...that's what happened now.

This is no longer a conspiracy, but a conspiracy.

The moment Wang Ziyan decided to take the essence of the "Lost Lamb" and become a "Lost Lamb", her destiny took a new turn at that moment.

It is irreversible and has taken another path.

If Chen An were here at this time, he would definitely think of what Brother Scar said.

【The moment you become a player, many things are already determined.

This is the first change in your destiny, which means that you will never be able to live a peaceful, ordinary, and safe life again.

The moment you become a mutant is the second change in your destiny.

This means that you will always be associated with distortion, madness, danger, and mystery. You will embark on a road of no return full of despair.】

...

"I don't know who Brother Scar is." Lin Xi shrugged and said gently: "I'm just telling you the news, beautiful lady."

Wang Ziyan nodded and said with a smile: "Your goal has been achieved."

Yes, as long as she knows these things, it is enough.

In this weird and crazy world, "knowing" is often a sin.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ziyan closed the window with a "pop" sound.

Then, she closed the curtains, turned and walked towards the living room.

Returning to the warm fireplace, Wang Ziyan picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then picked up the unread book on the table.

Wang Ziyan lowered her eyebrows and continued to sit on the single sofa, feeling the warmth of the fireplace and looking at the content in the storybook.

However, after looking at it for a few times, she suddenly stood up.

She slammed the book not far away, making a "snap" sound.

Then, he suddenly picked up the tea cup and poured the tea into the fireplace!

As the tea in the fireplace evaporated and the white mist drifted away, Wang Ziyan took a deep breath, sat back on the chair as if she had exhausted all her strength, and closed her eyes.

A wisp of clear tears slowly slid down her delicate face.

...

...

On the other side, on Chen An's side, four people were gathering together in Miao Luoying's bedroom.

"Sister Luoying, will something go wrong?" Chen An asked worriedly.

Miao Luoying was sitting cross-legged on the bed. The bed in front of her was covered with black cloth. The cloth was like plush and dotted with white dots like the starry sky.

On the black cloth, there is a lavender crystal ball, and a circle of candles is placed around it.

"This time, I plan to perform a ritual and pray to the great Lord of the Night. I will conduct a divination. The content of the divination is the purpose of the secret organization. This is not using pure spirituality, so no matter what the outcome, it will not be counterattacked.

." Miao Luoying said softly.

"So good?" Chen An was a little surprised.

Miao Luoying shook her head and said in an ethereal voice: "In the dark world, the gods control the power of the world. Among them, the great and benevolent Lord of the Night controls the moonlight and destiny. At the same time, He has the power over the twisted people like us.

The mutants who follow the eye's path have more closeness.

As one of the rare, great and benevolent gods, He rarely inflicts sin on His followers."

Miao Luoying's voice was soft and respectful.

In Chen An's ears, there was another meaning.

Hmm... It seems that the "Lord of the Night" is the god in the path of the "Twisted Eye". The power controlled by the Twisted Eye is destiny? Is it a sign that the fear-level "Dream Walker" has the ability to "predict dreams"?

No, I don't feel right, this doesn't feel like "fate"...

Chen An murmured in his heart.

"It's just that in Ruandu, many materials needed for sacrificial rituals are not available." Miao Luoying's voice was a little helpless: "The dark night grass, white silk, and moon stone that the Lord of the Night likes are not for sale."

"Will the gods lack these things?" Chen An asked doubtfully.

Miao Luoying shook her head and said: "It's just to show respect for the gods and increase the chance of attracting the gods' attention. Of course, besides praying for divination... you can also apply for gifts. Of course, it can't be too much, and the success rate is also very low.

,Um."

"I understand." Chen An nodded.

As Miao Luoying spoke some obscure prayers with a strange accent, the crystal ball gave off a faint purple light.

I don't know if it was Chen An's illusion, but the surrounding air seemed to become a little blurry and misty, with a thin and almost imperceptible white mist.

Ding Ping also stared at the crystal ball with a curious expression on her face, saying nothing for fear of disturbing this sacred ceremony.

Xue Yue'er's malicious face was a little anxious, her eyes kept evading, and her body was far away.

Three minutes later, Miao Luoying spoke again, still speaking in a language that Chen An couldn't understand.

Immediately afterwards, her body suddenly shook.

The crystal ball on the bed suddenly burst out with spiritual fluctuations and intense light!

Click! Click! Click!

Under the gaze of the three people, cracks continued to spread on the surface of the crystal ball!

Then, it broke into many irregular pieces!

"Prayer... it worked..." Miao Luoying said tremblingly, and then her trembling became more and more serious!

Almost fainting!

"What did you see?" Chen An said softly and anxiously.

"I didn't see anything..." Miao Luoying tried hard to calm down her mood, her chest rising and falling slightly: "For divination, many times you can only see blurry and unreal pictures. I just saw

of...

is despair,

utter despair,

no reason,

I can't understand it either,

That's total, complete,

despair!"