The Trial Game of Life

The follow-up of watching the movie ended in Jin Cheng's wish.

It is not accurate to say that he was able to get what he wanted. Tang Cuo was not a saucy young man, nor did he want to play tricks. He was very calm about this kind of thing.

Feelings come, the atmosphere is there, they are attracted, they want to have them, and they come naturally.

It's just that the Yongye City is very bad. The concept of eternal night makes people lose time. Whenever you wake up, it seems that you haven't gotten up.

There was no light outside the window. Tang Cuo still covered his head with a quilt and shrunk into a small drum kit on the bed.

Jin Cheng took the risk of being killed by digging people out of the drum kit and fed two chocolate beans into his mouth. At that moment, Tang Cuo, who was still awake but still alert, thought that someone had poisoned him and felt Jin Cheng's breath. He refrained and licked the chocolate beans in his mouth—

Sweet.

Sweetness appeased him, his murderousness converged, and the quilt seemed harmless to humans and animals. After a while Jin Cheng said in his ear that he would go out to buy breakfast and let him wait at home, he also "huh",

Jin Cheng was in a good mood today, and was pleased by a simple "um" word. He went out happily and met puppet master Yao Qing halfway. He greeted him without any premonition.

According to the twelve movements, a decree is issued, and now no matter who kills, both parties have to go to jail. Yao Qing did not worry about Jin Cheng’s sudden killing of him, but he fell from Zone a to Zone e and did not get the twelve movements. It is now the most painful moment to see Jin Cheng appearing in front of him with spring breeze. Myocardial infarction?

Why can't this person live a low profile?

On this question, Yao Qing will never get an answer after all, because after Jin Cheng greeted him and skipped him casually, he didn't expect his response at all.

Yao Qing turned around and left.

Back home, Tang Cuo had already started, leaning on the sofa to recuperate. Jin Cheng talked about meeting Yao Qing while preparing bowls and chopsticks. Instead of talking about Yao Qing, it was better to report his itinerary.

Tang Cuo calmly refused to comment.

The following day, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng fell into a situation of doing nothing.

Whether it was Wen Xiaoming or Chi Yan, they did not appear in the copy at the moment. It can even be said that most of the people in Yongye City are in the copy, because after the twelve movements of the black hat are promulgated, the time for mandatory tasks is shortened to one week. In order to avoid triggering mandatory tasks, everyone will inevitably take the initiative.

Jin Cheng had already felt deserted on the street when he just went out. Looking at the direction of Yao Qing's walking, he should also go to the game hall.

"The momentum of suicide has stopped. Those who wanted to die jumped from the beginning. Hesitating to die now is so serious." Jin Cheng also went to the Ruby Tavern when he went to see Lin Yandong yesterday. .

Although k is a black-hearted profiteer, these belong to public intelligence, and it is not bad for him to push his boat along the river and do his personal feelings.

Suddenly, Tang Cuo remembered something and asked, "Mr. Crow seems to have rarely appeared recently?"

Jin Cheng "This is indeed a bit weird. Both of our blacklist secondary copies are together, but it has appeared twice except when the decree was issued. It has never appeared since. Either it was sanctioned by the system, or ——It’s something more fun to meet.”

Jin Cheng said lightly, but behind this guess, it meant that something they didn’t know was happening. The unknown feeling is always bad. Tang Cuo frowned and decided to stay at the training ground.

Jin Cheng held him, "rest today."

How to rest? Continue watching movies?

Tang Cuo didn't do it.

Jin Cheng had no choice but to put a book in his hand and said, "It's not too bad at this moment. Listen to the instructor's words and work and rest should be combined."

Tang Cuo looked at the cover of the book, "Sicilian Fairy Tales", which was taken back from Lin Yandong. He doesn't have to be so diligent. To put it bluntly, he just hates being beaten down by others, so he is committed to bringing down others.

In addition, Tangcuo is lazy. At this moment, he had to lie down while reading, or he was paralyzed.

Do not wash dishes. Don't do housework. Refuse to drink water.

Jin Cheng is really no different from a straight man who can only say "you drink more hot water." He also rejected Tang Cuo's proposal to eat hot and sour powder for lunch.

A family war is about to start. Fortunately, An Ning knocked on the door in time to put out the war that had just ignited.

She came to report on the situation of the black hat.

During the time when Jin Cheng and Tang Cuojin copied, An Ning and her companions still watched the black hat grocery store with all their heart and soul, keeping an eye on the actions of the black hat.

"There are a lot of people staring at him, but he rarely shows up. Even if he shows up, he goes to the senior district. It is difficult for us to trace him." Because the content is too boring, there is really nothing to say. Anning took a few words. But there was something that made her feel a little concerned, "It's weird to have a visitor to a grocery store."

Jin Cheng raised his eyes, "Where is strange?"

"His knife, I looked familiar." An Ning described the shape of the knife in detail. His eyes looked at Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo expectantly. As expected, she got the answer she expected.

Jin Cheng "is Meng Yufei's knife."

An Ning "I'm not too sure, so I can only ask you. If that is really Meng Yufei's knife, why would it be in that person's hand? Isn't Meng Yufei dead? His knife should also be recovered by the system That's right."

Wen Yan, Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows to smile, it seemed that he thought of something funny. Tang Cuo glanced at him, and soon guessed the ins and outs of the matter, "He squeezed his face?"

Jin Cheng shrugged. There would be no other answer besides this. Unexpectedly, the five-year-old Meng Yufei, who was still in the bedwetting, was actually a counselor.

"Did you see where he went last?" Jin Cheng was curious. He now wants to interview Meng Yufei in person, how does it feel to pinch his face.

"I sent someone to follow him. But he was very alert, as if he noticed that someone followed him, instead of returning to his residence, he went directly to the game lobby. There are many people in the lobby, and no one can be found when we enter. We have to. Staying outside, I haven't seen him come out yet."

Jin Cheng "How long has he been in?"

An Ning "I went in at about 3 or 4 in the afternoon yesterday. I think 80% of them went into the copy."

Ning's guess is not without reason. More than ten hours have passed. If he stays in the game lobby, he will be discovered sooner or later.

Jin Cheng thought about it and said, "Don't stare, it's Meng Yufei. It's too dangerous for you. I'll find someone to continue staring. You can get people back, don't delay copying."

As for Meng Yufei, Jin Cheng still intends to hand it over to K. k has a relationship with the black hat, but not with Meng Yufei, and every Meng Yufei will not be taken by him.

At this moment, Meng Yufei, whom they talked about, was already lying on the deck like a dead dog. The cold night rain slapped his wounds, causing him pain, and the wind and the waves dragged him to the abyss of death step by step. He only pulled the rope on the boat firmly, so that he would not let himself slip into the sea. .

There are corpses around, there are players and there are nc, blood flowing from the swaying hull into the sea, disappeared in an instant.

"Cough, cough..." He felt everything in horror, but he had to look up, trying to reach out and grab the ankle of the person in front of him, "Don't kill me!"

It was a very thin ankle, white enough to see the blue blood vessels.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, Meng Yufei used all his strength to raise his head, but still could not see her face hidden in the hood. The most invisible is the most terrible. This night rain, this red cloak, is like a steel stamp on Meng Yufei's heart.

The face hidden under the hood was looking at him, but there was no answer.

Meng Yufei was choked by rain, Yu Guang glanced at the cold light flashed by the dagger in the cloak that was blown away by the wind, and hurriedly shouted, "I am useful to you! Don't kill me, I am Meng Yufei, Meng Yufei !"

"Meng Yufei?" A man's voice sounded behind Meng Yufei, a little surprised. The sound of footsteps immediately sounded, and the man came to Meng Yufei, slowly squatted, and broke his face.

"I changed my face." Meng Yufei did not dare to hide, he looked at the man in front of him, inexplicably felt he was a bit familiar. Between the sparks and the fire, he remembered each other's identity, his eyes widened, "Jianghe? Are you Jianghe, right?"

Jiang He let go of him without answering.

Meng Yufei "Then you must know who I am, don't you want to deal with Jin Cheng? Don't kill me, I can help you! I will be useful to you!"

"We don't want to deal with Jin Cheng, but just want twelve movements." Jiang He explained, and at the end, it was ridiculous and laughed at himself. "I'm no longer under Chong Yanzhang's men, you tell me these, useless."

"But don't you want the twelve movements? If you want the twelve movements, you can't go wrong with Jin Cheng!" Meng Yufei panted, and his voice grew louder.

A large wave came and the hull shook violently.

Meng Yufei's hand grasping the ankle slammed loosely, and the whole person hit the cargo box. The internal organs almost moved, and he was probably only one breath away from death. Jiang He looked at him with a slightly indifferent look and turned to ask "Are you going to kill him?"

Zheng Yingying's dagger was hidden under the cloak from beginning to end. She looked up and seemed to explain, "They will kill me, I will kill them."

Jiang He did not answer.

Zheng Yingying Fu lowered his head again and said quietly, "They should all be damned."

The boat was still shaking, crunching, as if it would fall apart at the next moment. Dawn in the distance is still early, and the storm of the night is still brewing the next round of performances.

A crow stood on the sloping mast, looking at everything below with great interest.

Meng Yufei thought he was going to die, but he survived. The little girl in the red cloak squatted in front of him. This time, Meng Yufei finally saw her face clearly.

She said, "I won't kill you anymore."

The surprise spread in Meng Yufei's pupils, but the next second, Zheng Yingying's words made him pause.

"But you have to exchange it with your name. From now on you will no longer be called Meng Yufei. You will be called Huanhuan. My puppy is called this name. I like it very much, although it bit me."