Rules-based ghost talk game

"Do you know the concepts of soul, spirit body, and body?"

The man tapped his index finger on the table and looked at Chen An casually.

"Well, probably."

"If you want to understand what you are when you step out, you must first understand this concept."

"Am I not in a spiritual state now?"

Compared with this, Chen An actually didn't understand why the man in front of him... didn't directly attack him.

"The human soul appears as a spiritual body in the outside world, which contains a person's memory, personality, past, and past.

After a person dies, the soul returns to the underworld, and the physical body...actually retains the memories of his life."

"You can understand it as physical memory, some instinctive reflection."

Chen An blinked and said, "It's like... a fake corpse?"

"Yeah." The man nodded: "Corpses infected by the underworld will pretend to be corpses. Some extraordinary people who are related to the authority of the underworld can also briefly 'resurrect' the corpses, and these awakened corpses will think that they are still them.

But they must no longer be them."

"Can you understand?"

Chen An nodded: "I probably understand."

“And the authority possessed by hanging upside down can present the memory of the physical body more completely.

And, inject some of the will to hang yourself upside down on top of this.

In other words, they become those players who leave the game."

Chen An was thoughtful, and he suddenly remembered the moment when all this happened... when he successfully "cleared" the game.

At that time, the unclear curtain on the sky faded away, revealing the blue sky.

And as the man said, it was also at that moment that Hanging upside down injected his will into the bodies of him, Gu Laiyin and others, quickly separating their souls from their bodies and awakening the memory of the body itself.

"Why is it at the moment of clearing the level..."

Chen An suddenly became a little silent.

Suddenly, he realized that he might be wrong,

When I was in Happy Town, I hated the wrong and confusing guidance in the rules. The rules of the game simply drove people to death, made life worse than death, made people face happiness, and killed happiness with their own hands.

But now we are in the current situation...

If the weird world is originally disordered, the emergence of rules is more like adding a touch of order to this disorderly madness.

The Happy Town is certainly scary, twisted and crazy, but as long as there are rules, there is life in this weird world, no matter how slim it is, no matter how painful it is, there is still life.

If we say, the unclear, gray haze that hangs over the entire happy town... is the result of rules.

Then, perhaps, this is not an obstacle, but more like... a seal.

The power that seals the story world is prevented from spreading to the dark world and is imprisoned in this area.

It's more like a kind of isolation.

Isolated from the erosion of hanging upside down...

"Huh..." Chen An raised his head and looked at the man tiredly.

Therefore, the rules from beginning to end are designed to protect human beings.

Hanging upside down was a clever trick. At the moment when he and others cleared the level and could leave the story world, when the "isolation" of the rules temporarily faded away, he took advantage of it and entered.

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[Rules-based ghost story game bar]

【Tieba Rules:】

[Zero, please read and keep in mind the rules of this bar. The rules of the bar are to ensure your life safety when browsing this bar. Do not violate the rules, otherwise, this bar will not bear any responsibility for the consequences. 】

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[Nine, if you unfortunately violate the rules, please stay calm. Please remember that human beings are trustworthy, human beings are trustworthy... Please distinguish between human beings... Please distinguish between human beings... Please believe in the regulations. The importance of...No matter where you are, the rules are...to...protect...you...]

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Rules always protect human beings.

Chen An closed his eyes. After going through this journey, he suddenly realized that the only lifeless crisis came from Soft City.

The soft capital is not a story world, nor is it a place completely controlled by rules.

In order to "seal" the weird stories, weirdness and madness in each story world, the "rules" focus on the shaping of the "rules" of the story world...

So, no more energy has been invested in the normal dark world, is that right?

Perhaps this is also related to the Three Gods Church of Wenwan, Funong and Erte.

Probably this involves the issue of the authority and division of power among gods.

But this involves another problem.

Do gods exist?

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Chen An's thoughts subconsciously fell into deep thought.

"What did you think of?"

A deep male voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Chen An's thinking.

"It's nothing, some are there and some are not...but I still want to know why you don't just attack me."

Chen An shrugged and looked at the man.

"I'll take you away."

The man shook his head and chuckled: "You can call me Wang Yi."

"You said that this is the name of the person who currently dominates your memory."

Chen An looked at the man in front of him, a man with long hair, a beard that covered his chin, light brown eyes, and a handsome face.

Wang Yi...?

A very Chinese-style name, and I must have been a fellow countryman.

But the time doesn't match up... Wang Yi should have been in the dark world for many, many years, but the real era was hundreds of years ago... Not to mention the Beijing accent, what dynasty was there at that time? .

"Chen An, you can trust me." Wang Yi's voice was very low, with a touch of richness and magnetism.

Just like a standard...middle-aged uncle with a successful career, and a very charming one.

Chen An also admitted this, Wang Yi is indeed a man who can make those young girls spend a night of youth for him.

Even if it's not for his money, the girl won't feel shortchanged just by her looks.

There is a market for middle-aged men who are not greasy at all, no matter in any era.

"Truth is necessary to become a god."

Wang Yi said slowly and lowly:

"The spirit without truth is incomplete."

"So true gods don't exist."

"Because the truth has been lost for thousands of years."

"The Hanging is looking for you, and He will become you, then find the truth and truly become God."

"He will also accept the endless authority."

"The honorific name of the Hanged One is the Unbound God. He is the god of the path of monsters. He is the evil god who killed the original Lord of the Hanged Man in the Third Age."

"He took away the authority of the original idiot-path god, and the Unbound God replaced the original hanging Lord."

"A hundred years ago, he found the original strange object that led to the path of the 'star', and it became the 'Wandering Staircase'."

"At that moment, the Hanged Man became the god of the three paths and took over the authority of the three paths."

"But He couldn't take the next step and become a god in the true sense, because..."

"Because He needs truth."

"The palace is a secret organization founded by six incomplete and reincarnated gods. No one hopes that a real god will appear except himself, and no one hopes to hang upside down and swallow more power of the gods."

"If I hang you upside down and then devour you, it will be an endless power."

Wang Yi's eyes were bright. He looked at Chen An and said hoarsely: "Maybe if he wants to become a god in the true sense, he will no longer need the truth."

"So, I will take you out of here and back to the dark world. Hanging upside down cannot leave the world of the story. According to the agreement of the palace, he can only exist in the strange world."

Chen An nodded: "Thank you."

Wang Yi shook his head: "I do it for myself too."

Then, Wang Yi stretched out his hand to Chen An, and Chen An suddenly felt a pull, and his spirit body subconsciously floated next to Wang Yi.

"Open your soul completely to me. The conversation in this mythical realm will not be noticed upside down. But if you don't have my protection when you leave, you will be hurt. I have said everything that needs to be said. Now, I will take you out of here.

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Wang Yi looked at Chen An, with a faint smile on his handsome face and said in a gentle voice.

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"So... who am I..." Chen An cried with a sad face. He looked at the Smiling Rabbit aside and said, "Are you sure it was the hanging shadow that took away my soul?"

"Hiss. (Otherwise)"

"All right."

Chen An sighed, and he suddenly remembered something. If the hanging shadow was the "Hanged Lord", that is, the culprit that Luo Qi and others now believe in fanatically...

First of all, the entire people in Ebony Town should be infected. If you become a soulless body, so will everyone else.

And here, in a certain sense, overlaps with the "essence" of Happy Town.

So, what is the purpose of the hanging Lord?

Just let yourself and Luo Qi sleep together and then become your own son?

Chen An pursed his lips, feeling that it was not that simple.

"Is there any detail I'm missing?"

He walked into a nearby grocery store, bought some paper and pens, and found a relatively clean container in a sparsely populated corner.

"little rabbit."

Chen An flattened the white paper, placed the ballpoint pen on the paper, and picked up the Smiling Rabbit.

"Try, can you draw the expression of that hanging figure? What is this called...um...criminal psychological profiling?"

The smiling rabbit's face seemed a little stiff, and it looked at Chen An.

Are you asking a bunny puppet to draw?

"Let's try it." Chen An gave Smiling Rabbit a firm look.

"Hiss...(...)"

Chen An watched the Smiling Rabbit spit out threads from its mouth, and those threads wrapped around the barrel of the pen. With the sound of brushing, a sketch-like picture gradually appeared.

It has to be said that the Smiling Rabbit's precise controllability of the erosive and dirty threads is a bit overwhelming in terms of sketching and painting.

Soon, this work was completed, and its exquisiteness was no less than that of professional sketch masters.

Although it was drawn with a ballpoint pen, the details and expressions of the characters are vivid.

Chen An's eyes were fixed on the content on the paper, and his hanging expression could indicate many things.

Be it greedy, angry, sad, or whatever.

When there are no answers or details to find, you can only create details and find answers yourself, and seize any opportunities.

But after watching it for a while, Chen An only felt a little helpless.

Because the man on the paper who is standing upside down, with one leg numeric, the other bent, his hands on his chest, and his long hair hanging down to the ground, is really too plain.

What's more, this is a strange man.

But... "Is this the true face of Hanging upside down?" Chen An remembered this face with some comfort.

This was the first time he saw what might be the true face of the "Hanged Lord".

At least this is what the current incarnation of the Hanged Lord looks like.

Chen An picked up the white paper, turned it over so that the face on the paper was upright, and then looked at it carefully.

Well, I didn’t expect the hanging man to be quite...handsome.

Tsk tsk tsk, that beard covering the chin, the clear facial features and handsome lines, this little suit.

If you didn't know it, this is an evil god who is the chief culprit.

I would only think that he is a mature and handsome middle-aged man.

The kind of charming uncle who can directly charm a little girl and give him a night of youth without asking for anything in return, and the little girl will feel that she has earned it.