sinovels Chapter 106
Chapter 106
After the rainstorm subsided, I waded back to the Five Senses Sect while bathing in the twilight of the morning sun.
Three is back.
He spent two days in vain, but he still couldn't prevent Jing Nian's soul from returning to its place, and he was standing under the waterfall in the secret place, lost in thought.
After hearing my footsteps, Sancai's eyes lit up, and he hugged me into his arms, like some lost and found treasure. "Where did Xiaojiu go? I can't find you anywhere, and I'm afraid you might encounter some danger."
He didn't let out a sigh of relief until he checked and confirmed that there were no wounds on my body.
"I just felt tight in my chest, so I went outside to get some air."
I explained.
"Anyway, it's fine." San straightened my clothes for me, "If you want to go out to play in the future, just let me accompany you. You can also tell me other requirements, and I will satisfy Xiaojiu."
"Is it okay to ask for anything?" I raised my head and rubbed his hand with my cheek.
He liked this puppy-like reaction very much, and said with a smile: "Of course, I am Xiaojiu's husband, so of course I hope Xiaojiu is happy."
The words stopped abruptly, and he saw my neck that was empty after I put down the skirt.
San's smile froze on his face.
"Xiaojiu, where is the signal receiver?" His voice suddenly became higher, "Who picked it?"
"I wasn't happy wearing it, so I took it off myself." My palms trembled slightly, but my face didn't show any signs, and I complained, "You just said that you hoped that I would be happy."
"But...but it's impossible for you to take off the neck ring by yourself. It's not like this..." With a rare flustered look on his face, he grabbed my hand and said, "Xiaojiu, postpone the wedding first, you Play the game with me now."
I shook my head, escaped a handful of burnt incense sticks from my arms, and said softly, "How can I do that? I already burned incense to pray for blessings yesterday. If I continue to hold the wedding ceremony today, it won't work."
He looked at me with complicated eyes, as if he was not used to me disobeying his orders, and asked in a suspicious tone: "Then, what blessing does Xiaojiu pray for?"
I frankly responded to San's gaze without showing any shyness, and lightly pecked the corner of his mouth like he usually kissed me, and mechanically repeated the sentence that actually no longer existed.
[Love is stronger than gold, a good relationship for a hundred years. 】
This is the first lie I've told since I became a human.
I finally learned to lie.
San seemed to believe it, with a relieved expression on his face, he said, "Okay, then promise Xiaojiu, let's go."
The moment he looked away, I was covered in cold sweat, and I breathed a sigh of relief from the pretended calm, as if what Bai Shuang said before I left echoed in my ears.
Bai Shuang said: "The person San trusts most is you, so only you can find a chance to kill him with the plague."
The word kill made me tremble suddenly.
"I know what you're thinking, I was so soft-hearted at the time, you can't repeat my mistakes." Bai Shuang glanced at me, "You have to keep in mind that he is a player, different from us, and does not belong to this game. The world, even if it is killed here, it will not really die."
Yes, the game is just a dream of the player, their real life belongs to the reality, all I have to do is where he goes back and forth.
However, this dream is already San's everything. Because of this dream, he has irreversibly lost himself, consumed his life, and even lost his real name.
No one understands how vast the dead black snow field is than I do, and no one understands his loneliness better than I do.
But I still have to end his dream.
Not just for myself, but also for Jing Nian, and for all the innocent people involved in the disaster.
Three must pay for what he did.
This wedding is destined to be very special, there are no guests, no relatives and friends, only the bride and groom.
In the empty courtyard, the sedan chair that no one is lifting is slowly heading towards the wedding hall. There are no gongs, drums or firecrackers, only the melodious sound of the piano and fish swimming among the clouds.
It makes people feel hazy like a fairyland.
If you ignore the devilish energy and river of blood surging under the clouds.
The elders and disciples watched from a distance with numb expressions.
I was dressed in a phoenix coronet, and walked to the front of the hall together with San without squinting. I knelt down and bowed three times. In a trance, I heard someone's sword fall to the ground, and the two wine glasses on the table rippled.
The red hijab was lifted, I smiled at San, picked up a wine glass and handed it to him.
"The Book of Songs" has a saying: It is advisable to drink wine and grow old with your son.Qinse is in the imperial court, so it's better to be quiet.
The marriage wedding ceremony is an important part of the wedding. Take a pair of wine glasses and connect them with ribbons, and then the newlyweds hand in hand to cup, and the ribbons are wrapped around, which means that they will never be separated.
He took the wine glass and touched me lightly. His eyes fell on the golden wine, and he asked suddenly: "Xiao Jiu, can you taste the wine for me again?"
I pursed my lips and replied, "It's still the winter wine I drank with you that day."
He smiled slightly, and said: "You don't know about Xiaojiu, you have to get acquainted with new wines. Now this wine has become our drinking wine, so naturally we have to re-acquaint ourselves with it."
I dipped my fingertips in a little wine, took a sip, and replied, "Osmanthus fragrans and glutinous rice."
"Really..." San still looked at the wine in front of him, and murmured, "I thought that wine would be sweeter when it's a happy event."
I took a breath and lowered my head unconsciously.
This wine is indeed an ordinary winter brewed wine, and there are indeed only sweet-scented osmanthus and glutinous rice in it.
However, something else was added to San's wine glass.
The chip behind the ear was faintly hot, and the electronic sound that only I could hear was broadcasting the notification calmly and quickly, without giving me any chance to hesitate.
[Current task: Five Plague Towers. 】
[Progress: 5/5. 】
[You have created a new setting: Zhongwen. 】
[The source of the plague: ordinary drinking cups. 】
[Trigger condition: drink winter wine. 】
[Methods to relieve plague: None. 】
[Plague level: the highest (beyond the four plagues of spring, summer, autumn and winter). 】
[Symptoms of infection: Immediate death. 】
San reached out and hooked my chin to make me look up, his tone was still cheerful. "Xiaojiu, don't bow your head. On a happy day, let me see you more."
I blinked slowly, and said: "Well, there will be many opportunities to see it in the future. We have been alone in the snow."
"Yeah, that's great. I was the only one." He smiled again and asked, "Do you know why I have always disagreed with the headquarters' suggestion and use the latest battlefield bionic robot to keep me company?"
"do not know."
"Because I know very well that no matter how lifelike the appearance of these AI robots is, no matter how human-like the way of thinking is, all their words and deeds cannot escape the calculation results based on the logic tree. There will be more and more branches, and betting on feelings for such things will only be a waste of water."
I am a little puzzled, because these words are the conclusions I have drawn before, and I don't know why he has to repeat them again.
"Then I met you. They all said that you are a stupid person, your words and deeds are inconsequential, inexplicable, and illogical, but then I thought about it. Is it possible that the so-called stupid people are just because they come from another system. It's a completely different world, so I think it's a good thing for you to bring you to reality, although it's also mixed with a lot of my selfishness."
"Then I started to prepare, and it went smoothly. You listened to me very well, even more perfect than you in the previous 78 times."
"But at the same time, I also thought, what is the difference between you like this and those AI robots hoarding in my warehouse?"
A strong premonition suddenly rose in my heart, and I said, "Number 3, you..."
He cut off my words and continued.
"It's better to say, I hope you are different from them, and I have been proving it."
"I thought there was only one way to prove it, and that was to tame you and make you respond to my feelings, and you couldn't do without me."
"But now I know I was wrong."
"It turns out that in this game, it's not the half of my spiritual body that is really awakened, but you."
"Because hating me and killing me is also an awakening."
"I don't want to be forgotten by Xiaojiu again."
"So, if it can be remembered by Xiaojiu in this way, it will be unique."
What he said made me freeze in place, the wine glass slipped in my hand and fell, but no wine was spilled.
San carefully held the wine glass in my palm, then entwined and crossed my arms, and drank his glass of winter wine resolutely and calmly.
The wine glasses finally both fell to the ground, shattered to pieces, the strings snapped shrilly, and the golden pupils on the black satin slowly closed.
He fell into my arms as if he had fallen asleep.
[Character "Three" was successfully infected with the plague. 】
[Congratulations on unlocking all the plagues and completing the task of the Five Plague Towers. 】
The prompt sound of mission success was crisp and smooth, but my mood was not as joyful as I expected, but surprisingly calm, with a hint of loss.
I thought it was a ruthless murder, but who knew it was a willing suicide.
Indeed, I will never forget it again.
I took off my wedding dress in silence, sat Sanfu in the center of the wedding hall, covered his face with a red veil, didn't look any further, and walked straight across the surprised crowd, silently calling the supervisor's name and contacting Bai Shuang to let him Quickly activate the system authority and send San's soul back.
The strange thing is that the signal on Bai Shuang's side was on for a moment, and all kinds of strange noises were intertwined. I only heard him sigh vaguely, say "it's late", and disconnected.
What's late?
My eyelids twitched wildly, didn't it mean that if San was expelled from the game, Jing Nian's soul energy would be weakened...
Why is the blood narcissus still blooming so brightly, and the demonic energy is still rampant, almost drowning the sky?
I saw that the physical body in the secret realm had begun to take shape, and the speed of returning the soul was much faster than before. With the waterfall as the center, a huge horizontal ditch opened on the ground, and countless monsters and evil spirits gushed out like a blowout. It's scary, Elder Zhenzhen and the others are ready for battle.
"Strictly guard the line of defense, and don't let the devilish energy continue to invade the human domain!"
I was pushed back again and again by the crowd, like a rootless duckweed on the water, and I felt an inexplicable sense of helplessness in my heart.
Jing Nian is so slow, he agreed to let me wait for him, why didn't he come?
I have no one to rely on.
Back and forth, my heel tripped over the threshold and I fell hard.
Turning around, he saw the puppet covered in cloth behind him, gesticulating with the crouching seal.
It turned out that I happened to be in Senior Brother Yu's courtyard.
The door of the inner room was opened.
Strange, senior brother Yu is dead, who will come to his house again?
I was about to get up to find the answer, when a monster rushed towards me with its bloody mouth wide open outside the door.
Almost instantly, a pure and thick spiritual flow flew from behind, smashing the monster to pieces.
I also sat there unable to move, because the person who made the move was in the stage of transformation, and his spiritual consciousness was suppressed by spiritual pressure and almost suffocated.
I only heard the Elder Yan Zhen shout suspiciously: "Master... Is it Master... You are finally here."
The man just hummed lightly, swept the whisk over my head, and said, "Get up."
I looked at that face with so beautiful facial features that it was a bit indistinguishable between male and female, and I was equally amazed. "Xue Jiajia?"
He raised his eyebrows, and said loudly, "The head of Wuyun Sect, Xue Zhen."
"No, you are Xue Jiajia!" I stood up abruptly and shouted, pointing at the things hanging around his neck.
It was an ordinary key, and it was even worn out a lot. It could not open any secret treasure house in the world, it could only open this dilapidated small room which represented the secret of Senior Brother Yu Yu.
I saw with my own eyes that Senior Brother Shuyu handed him over to Xue Jiajia as a relic.
His expression didn't change, he just put the key back into his clothes, closed the door with his palms, and said calmly, "You say yes."
"Why do you pretend to be? Who are you? Are you the one who loaded me with the task of Wuwen Pagoda and led me to Bai Shuang?"
"Just an ordinary player."
"You still want to lie to me?" His indifferent expression only made me more angry. Of course, not only me, but even senior brother Yuyu was kept in the dark by his closest senior uncle until his death.
Although the door was closed, the wind still came in violently from the window, blowing the cloth covering the doll, and its mysterious face finally solved the mystery in front of me.
But now, the sense of suspense has long been lost.
Because, this puppet that exhausted senior brother Yu's painstaking efforts for many years, its face is exactly the same as that of Xue Zhen, or Xue Jiajia, except that the face of the former is carved into a smiling appearance, which corresponds to the senior uncle Xue in Senior Brother Yu's impression .
The Uncle Xue who redeemed him.
Everyone misunderstood Senior Brother Yuyu. It turned out that the puppet he carved was not to inherit life for himself at all, but just the thoughts of an ordinary teenager, a love letter that he was too timid to reveal.
He even dared to hand over the key to the other party only when he was about to die.
"I didn't lie to you." Xue Zhen's tone was still unhurried, and there were no waves after the truth was revealed. "As you already know, "Dream" is a holographic game originally launched at the end of the 21st century, and I am the first player of this game."
He paused, and then said: "It is also the original author of the dream."
I suddenly remembered that when we first met, Xue Jiajia told me that the world he traveled into was a book.
He really didn't lie to me.
It is not new for a game to be adapted from a novel. At the same time, the creators of the game will try the game early, and even design an NPC based on their own image, which will always remain in the game as an easter egg waiting for players to discover.
But I can't think about these things anymore, I can only think about the scene where Senior Brother Yu Yu said goodbye to us at the end.
I looked at Xue Zhen's face coldly, and said, "I just want to ask you, were you capable of saving Qin Shuyu when you were in Yancheng?"
"You clearly know that it is Yu's fate, why ask me again?"
"Fate and not fate are one thing, you never thought about saving him!"
"He is not a player. The plot is set from the beginning, and I cannot interfere."
I tore the cloth off the puppet and threw it hard on the ground. "But he was created by you, right?"
Even Bai Shuang, a pure program, would have a soft heart, but this real person is so cold-blooded.
My questioning caused Xue Zhen to fall into a brief silence.
"Also, when Senior Brother Yu Yu sacrificed, were the tears you shed real?"
"Enough, don't ask Qin Shuyu." He snapped.
"You really don't care at all."
"You're wrong, I just care about the most. After he died, I stayed in this room day and night, wondering if he would push the door in again one day." Xue Zhen's eyes flashed an imperceptible sadness, But it was quickly hidden.
He raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "But I can't just care about him, I care about everything."
"all?"
"Yes, in a sense, I created this world, and I can't let anyone destroy it." His gaze became firm, not at all like the timid Xue Jiajia I knew. "Today's catastrophe, I have already predicted it through the system."
After thinking for a while, I asked, "Did you predict that the fuse that caused the rupture of the boundary between the human and devil realms was three?"
"That's right, I also know about his relationship with Jing Nian, so in order to destroy his plan, I entrust you with the task of saving Jing Nian."
"But you failed, Jing Nian is still dead, so I took the hair knot bag from his corpse and left it for you to guide."
"You didn't disappoint me either. You successfully got a reminder from the supervisor and learned how to make San leave willingly."
"The only thing I didn't expect was that Jing Nian's value rose so fast that the entire game world fell into chaos. The system had to close the exit in an emergency, so San's soul was still stuck at the login anchor point and could not leave. So Jing Nian's soul energy has not been reduced."
I looked at him quietly for a while, then turned around and opened the door, and said lightly: "I see, I finally understand that everyone is playing chess, everyone is a chess piece, there is no winning or losing, only your chessboard will never change .”
"Chess pieces really can never understand the chessboard, and I don't need your consensus."
"Yeah." I stepped out of the threshold, "I just feel sorry for Senior Brother Yu who is also a pawn."
"Where are you going?"
"Go to Jing Nian, he broke his promise, if I can't wait for him, I will go to his side." I looked up at the waterfall, the face of the flesh body had been revealed, and the facial features and eyes were all familiar to me. "At least I still have the right to choose where to play the chess."
"You're going to die, he's like a bottomless abyss now, and anything that gets close will be swallowed."
"I already swore a poisonous oath to him. If I betrayed him, I will apologize with death. What's the problem with fulfilling the oath?"
"Really..." Xue Zhen's eyes flickered slightly. "Since you don't care about death, then I have another way."
"Although it is said."
"79 is just the most common number among many numbers." He said leisurely, "Just like the world line we are in, it is just one of countless game cycles."
"one of them……"
"Yes, in fact, the way to save the current situation is very simple. It is to restart again, and go back to the time when nothing happened." Xue Zhen put his hand into his arms, "However, compared to restarting after the natural death of the world line, There is a price to be paid for forcing a restart."
Then he took out something, but the size of a fist, exquisite and delicate, shaped like a mechanical heart, exuding golden light, and the heart beat slightly.
"This is the heart of the current world line. I have been taking care of it. As long as it is destroyed, the forced restart can be completed."
"But in order to prevent someone from maliciously destroying the world line, this heart cannot be destroyed by anything from this world line."
In other words, something that doesn't fit the world view of the game is needed to destroy the heart.
I suddenly realized, and took out the broken signal receiver.
Although it has lost its original function, the built-in self-explosion device should still work.
Just put it on again and it will start.
It actually corresponds to the poisonous oath I made...
I asked Xue Zhen softly, "Will Jing Nian still be around after restarting the game? If so, will he still remember me?"
"He is neither an NPC nor a player. I can't guarantee it 100%." Xue Zhen's words are very pertinent, "But there is always a chance. If there is no restart, there will be no chance. Everyone will die."
"I see."
I put the neck ring on with ease.
SWP-79's electronic code lights up again.
This time, it is no longer an ordinary scavenger code name, but a carrier of hope.
I am not someone who can predict the future, nor did I wear the black satin that belongs to the prophet, but this time, I clearly saw the fork in the road before me.
Xue Zhen spread out his palms, and the world line's heart slowly spun to the sky.
The distance between the sky and the earth seems to be pulled away from the eyes at once, and the shadows of all things melt like ice floes, disappearing in its scorching light, as if refracted by thousands of prisms, torrents, narcissus, and death, leaving behind the last of the image.
I put one hand between my eyebrows to block the glare of the light, and the other hand stretched towards my heart.
The author says:
[Warning] In order to satisfy everyone's wishes as much as possible, starting from here, according to whether 79 gets the heart or not, two branch endings will be differentiated. Branch 1 is 79 and Jingnian 1V1HE. Branch 2 is an open ending 3P, which can be selected according to the chapter name. Sexual reading, I hope you have fun!