Rules-based ghost talk game

"Then, you are really a good father."

Wang Yi curled his lips and shrugged. He originally made a mocking expression, but then he thought about it, Chen Wudao seemed to have the strength to kill him.

So, he finally just sighed.

Then, he stood up, took a paper and pen from the bedside, wrote something on it, and handed it to Chen Wudao with both hands.

"His coordinates." Wang Yi took a deep breath and said, "Sir, I don't know how sure you are, but I beg you one thing..."

Chen Wudao nodded: "I won't turn you in."

Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Then, Chen Wudao took the paper, stood up, and glanced at Wang Yi: "Take him to Funong, Yong'an City, and the Deserted Church, and wait for me there."

Wang Yi was stunned: "You are going now, aren't you going to make preparations?"

Chen Wudao shook his head.

He opened the door and seemed to be about to walk out of the house, but his steps stopped.

Wang Yi blinked.

Chen Wudao is not worried about what he will do to Chen An, after all... Now Chen Wudao is going to mess with his boss Wang Yi.

On the other hand, Chen An hates the reincarnation fate of the so-called "Endless Traveler".

And although he has a certain temperament, he will get annoyed if he lives like this for too long.

After all, I can find excitement on my own, but if you impose it on me, it will change the taste, right?

And if, Chen Wudao is not worried about himself.

Then, opening the door seems a bit bluffing.

Beside Wang Yi, the restraint of the black thread also disappeared. He stood up and whispered:

"Sir, aren't you going to say something to him?"

This is nonsense, Chen Wudao can't think of it and he can't decide.

But this is another nonsense that needs to be said, because you can't let big people take the initiative to find trouble.

Wang Yi is a smart man. He can see that Chen Wudao's strength is at the top of the pyramid in this era.

This kind of power allows him to not be afraid of ninety-nine percent of things in the world, and even dare to challenge gods.

But on the other hand, Chen Wudao was also embarrassed and... somewhat difficult, or rather, unprepared to face things.

Therefore, after hearing Wang Yi's words, Chen Wudao's body trembled slightly.

He held the doorknob with his right hand and did not look back.

"Because of you, Hanging Hanging always notices him."

Chen Wudao's voice was calm, but Wang Yi swallowed and spit.

It means that he is now going to face the one hanging upside down in the kingdom of God because of you causing trouble.

Whether it's because of the truth or not, because of Chen An's identity, you, Wang Yi, caused trouble and made Xinghang notice Chen An. This is a fact.

This is a warning.

Wang Yi sighed in his heart. He has lived for a long time, and his memory has gone through many twists and turns. Although he still doesn't remember that many now. Time will polish away too many meaningless memories, and the ones left behind are the ones that are unforgettable.

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Therefore, he said: "I will protect him. After you come back, I promise you, on my soul, you will see a complete, healthy and happy Chen An."

"Let him be the master."

"As you wish."

Chen Wudao was silent for a moment and added: "On this trip, I also need to confirm some conjectures. When I come back, I may be able to help him get rid of his fate, and maybe you can too."

Wang Yi was startled when he heard this, then took a deep breath, beat his chest, and said: "Your will is my will."

In the final analysis... no matter how much Wang Yi said before that he enjoyed such a fate, it was just an adaptation he chose when he was unable to resist.

As the old saying goes, since you can't resist, you might as well enjoy it.

The vast majority of people face life the same way. You can't change the environment, so it's just about who adapts better.

Chen Wudao hummed. He turned around and looked at Chen An, with a slight smile appearing on his face for the first time.

"He looks a lot like me when I was young."

Chen Wudao sat beside the bed and stared at Chen An's face.

Wang Yi said from the side: "Are you as good as you were when you were young? You have faced the hardships of fate and experienced the ups and downs of life, but you still remain optimistic and go on without fear of hardships."

Chen Wudao shook his head: "No, he is just as useless as when I was young."

"..." Wang Yi.

"There is nothing worth covering up." Chen Wudao shook his head: "Everyone has come from a wasteland. The difference is that some people come out after a few years, and some people are still a waste after being gone for a lifetime."

And the latter, most of them, often don't realize this at all.

However, it is also difficult to compare the concept of "waste".

For example, compared with Chen Wudao, Wang Yi felt like a waste.

Chen Wudao stared at Chen An's face, raised his right hand slightly, then put it down again.

"In despair, the power of despair is born, and in hope, there is also the paleness of hope."

Wang Yi was startled. Chen Wudao stood up and crossed his right hand across the void. An unrealistic zipper was born in the air. The brass-colored zipper chain was scratched by Chen Wudao, and the boundless starry sky-like scenery inside was reflected.

"If he wakes up and asks me, what should I say and what shouldn't I say?"

Seeing that Chen Wudao was about to leave, Wang Yi asked quickly.

If you misunderstand the leader's meaning, the consequences will be much more serious than bothering the leader with a few words.

"Except for the things above, you can talk about everything."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yi saw the zipper of nothingness in the air slowly disappearing, and Chen Wudao's figure also disappeared into the room.

The corner of his mouth twitched,

What does it mean?

Above, does it refer to the bishop or the angel? Or is it higher?

"Hey." Wang Yi shook his head, glanced at Chen An, and said with a wry smile: "You have a big head, little master."

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Chen An felt like he had a dream. In the dream, he went back to his childhood, when Chen Quan, the first personality, and Chen An, the second personality, were still one body.

He ran on the green lawn, the direction of the grass and the stench of horse manure filling his nose.

To the left is a majestic church with a spire, and behind it is an endless stretch of gray-white city houses, as well as complete greenery.

It's like a city in the forest.

His right hand was holding a little girl's wrist.

The little girl is very cute, white and chubby, her eyes are light blue, and she blinks with the innocence of a child. She is wearing a light blue skirt, and her little face that has not yet opened can be seen to be a beautiful woman.

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He and she ran on the grass and kept running.

But suddenly, the clear sky was filled with dark clouds, and the sudden thunder startled both of them.

Then, he suddenly discovered that the touch of his right hand was no longer warm and wet, but cold.

He turned his head and saw the little girl with dull eyes, lying on the ground blankly.

He turned around and saw the lawn gradually receding.

He looked towards the sky, and there were huge and majestic phantoms that revealed the real atmosphere in the illusion, one after another, like mountains, surrounding him.