Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 94: Dawn 3 Twilight 4

We were the only ones who could move freely on the field. Qin Simu was hoisted up, and the game system gave an alternative plan and rejected it on its own. It seemed that there was no solution, and everyone would be buried here.

In fact, even if the system does not veto it, it is impossible for me to let Jing Nian sacrifice.

I began to figure out the intentions of No. 3 and the game designer, and convinced myself that No. 3 is not exactly a person who enjoys killing for fun, and the fun of playing games lies in continuous exploration and finding a way out. It doesn't make sense anymore.

Maybe the person who sacrificed could be me?

The 3st-century bionics set for me by No. 31 can be used on the battlefield, and can be cured even after high-temperature explosions and nuclear radiation, but I don’t know if it will work for the seabed magma that does not follow the laws of physics?

I tentatively stretched out my toes, and only a little beyond the shore, I felt a burning pain that was extremely clear in an instant, like thousands of insects and ants gnawing on me, and I had no choice but to use light work to fly to the other side.

Jing Nian noticed my actions, quickly pulled me back, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, if you have any good or bad, I don't want to live alone."

I wanted to explain that I was just trying to see if I could heal myself, but seeing Jing Nian's pupils becoming chaotic due to the demonic energy, I was a little scared. I remembered that No. 78 in the previous 3 reincarnations was unable to complete the task because of being possessed by demons. The system forcibly died, but in the eyes of "I" at the time, it was the lover who went mad and was backlashed and died in his arms.

I'm afraid that Jing Nian will repeat the mistakes of No. 3.

When there was a stalemate, it was Qin Shuyu who spoke up. "There is still a way. Although Qin Simu can't get on the bridge now, he can be replaced by Uncle Xue."

He just explained that people who go on the bridge will see the mirror image of the person who is willing to die for them on the other side. When the two meet, the bridge will complete the remaining half.

Just now Qin Yuyu proposed to sacrifice, Xue Jiajia kept silently saying: "It's just a game, it's just an NPC."

Now that the situation has changed, it means that he is in charge of Qin Shuyu's life. His uncle, nephew and nephew have been calling each other for more than ten years, and it is difficult for anyone to accept it.

Xue Jiajia finally couldn't help but said, "Juyu, are there too many people you are willing to die for? Think about it again."

"Not many." Qin Shuyu shook his head, "Because I am a lucky person, every time I fall, someone will help me up. With so many hands, I can finally repay the kindness."

Seeing that Xue Jiajia was still depressed, he gave another relaxed smile, "Master, I remember you said that the protagonist in the story book will meet noble people along the way, isn't that what I am? When I was young, I played puppet shows I was always nervous and made a mistake, and Chuchu gave me the answer. Later, when I grew up, I committed the crime of regicide and survived. Ah Mu didn’t understand anything at the time, so he sacrificed his freedom for me to leave the palace, and later escaped from the palace without a support Unreliable, it's your uncle who took me in the sect."

"What kind of protagonist, you are just a soft-hearted cannon fodder! If you have the aura of the protagonist, do you still need to sacrifice?" Xue Jiajia was so excited that he couldn't choose what to say, "I won't do the task at all, let's die together!"

"Hurry up and get on the bridge, uncle." Qin Shuyu's expression was still so gentle, but his tone was extremely firm.

Xue Jiajia had no choice but to be led to the bridge by him. This step represented life and death. He was almost pushed up by Qin Shuyu forcibly.

The orange volcanic ash is slowly rolling, like the edge of a dream, the clouds are treacherous, and the beauty is unreal.

The person who fell into the dream will eventually wake up, and the death data will eventually restart, but when we meet next time, who can guarantee that we will remember each other?

"It's beautiful, isn't it, uncle?"

"Ah."

Xue Jiajia stared blankly at the scene in front of her, nodded in a daze, then suddenly came back to her senses, and turned her head to hold Qin Yuyu's hand tightly, but the figure of the young man was still gradually fading away, turning into a man on the other side. mirror image.

With empty hands, he moved his steps like sleepwalking, and before he reached the end of the broken bridge, tears were streaming down his face.

Qin Yu also walked across the bank. Like a martyr, he stepped into the hot magma. Starting from the soles of his feet, his bones, blood and skin were all transformed into newborn trees, which were burned and melted. The red wood texture represents the runes of life. , lively and enthusiastic, but pointed to death, he was swallowed by the river of magma bit by bit, when he reached the Broken Bridge and met Xue Jiajia, his forehead was weakly pressed against the bridge deck, and he motioned Xue Jiajia to squat down with his eyes, holding his hand, palm tightly They bonded tightly, and then let go, and then Xue Jiajia had something extra in his hand.

It was the key to the room that he wanted me to hand over last time. Inside was a puppet that he had carved for more than ten years without revealing its true face.

The only remaining shore has all collapsed, and the sound of stratum plates breaking under the magma is deafening, like the cry of a sleeping dragon awakened in mythology, which is a precursor to a volcanic eruption.

Even if I couldn't bear it anymore, I could only pull the reluctant Xue Jiajia and said, "It's time to go."

When it was Qin Sanchu's turn to get on the bridge, she fixedly looked at Qin Shuyu below, and then stopped.

Qin Yuyu was stunned for two seconds, and the Yuyu bird above his head said, "Let's go, Chuchu, don't waste your life."

"Shut up, don't persuade me, you know I'm a selfish person." Qin Sanchu was silent all the way, and only when she spoke did she realize that her voice was choked up. "I will only choose the path that is beneficial to me, so I conspired with the national teacher to betray you back then. How can a person like me waste my life in vain? It's not worth it."

"Well, I know, but I won't take back what I just said. I'm still very grateful for your help, in every sense." Qin Yuyu breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you know the pros and cons, as long as you live I hope to get rid of the plague, there is still a long way to go, you and I are both Yanshi, we have parted ways, and now we finally let go of the past, work together, please help me live out the rest of my life."

"That's right, we used to be on different paths, so I wouldn't waste my life for you, but now that you're back, as a family member, how can I leave you alone?" Qin Sanchu opened the shirt on his chest. Longevity lock, return the side engraved with Chao characters to the original owner. "The one who lived your life for you is someone else, isn't there?"

After finishing speaking, under Qin Yuyu's astonished gaze, he jumped off the bridge, and the two embraced tightly, like the front and back of a long-lived lock.

Qin Simu, whose face was pale with pain while hanging above, woke up suddenly. He realized that the person Qin Sanchu was talking about was himself.

He must live on, for Qin Shuyu, and for the Yanshi clan.

After trying to struggle a few times, I found that the tree roots were becoming more and more entangled, and because the solidified magma was wrapped in it, it was no different from an iron chain, and the arm could not break free at all.

Qin Yuyu and Qin Sanchu didn't speak, but encouraged him with their eyes.

Trembling and crying, he pulled out the Nightcry Sword with the other hand, closed his eyes, and with all his strength, gritted his teeth, and cut off his arm from the wrist bone abruptly.

The magma burned more vigorously, and the sleeping dragon became more and more furious. The mirrored bridge under his feet finally stretched halfway, over the heads of the two Yanshi. Qin Simu fell on the bridge, stumbled and ran two steps forward , Looking back again, Qin Yu raised his head and made one last sign language to him.

It's very simple, raise one hand above your head, spread five fingers, and wave your wrist.

It is a word that anyone can understand.

"Goodbye."

So far—

The indecisive give generously.

The selfish man sacrifices himself for others.

Those who are afraid of pain will cut off their own arms.

I finally understand that this is the result the game plot wants to achieve.

Blindly pursue the dramatic reversal, to the point of cruelty.

After everyone set foot on the frozen soil of the habitat on the other side, the huge crater finally began to erupt, swallowing the tiny figures of Qin Shuyu and Qin Sanchu in an instant, and continuing upwards, even the roots of the trees on the top were not spared. The barrier of Yancheng was breached, and the sea water poured down like a torrential rain, instantly washing us away and shooting us into the air.

I saw light spots floating up one after another, flying towards the distant sea.

It was the unused rhinoceros horn brought by the disciples. It was hollow inside and could easily float up. The gathered patterns still looked like a bird.

A real jade bird that should have lived in the pond and could not fly high.

Not replicas made of wood.

It is now able to fly freely, enough to escape the cage of fate.

The zodiac jade can also be seen.

My thoughts began to slacken, the feeling of choking on water was bad, and the pain in my lungs was severe, as if my life was being squeezed out bit by bit with the oxygen.

As I floated higher and higher, Yancheng became smaller and smaller in my field of vision. From a distance, it looked like a burning ball, while the torn root gap was just a narrow gap, but squeezed out. Countless things.

There are whole people and broken puppets.

It turns out that its burning is to spurt out life.

Like the womb that conceives everything.

Of course, all of the above is an illusion created by my pain overload.

Instead of giving birth to life, Senior Brother Yuyu was buried here.

I also know that Yanshi's life and death are not so clearly divided. After the death of senior brother Yu, Qin Simu will continue his life and memory, which is another kind of birth.

When I didn't understand the meaning of life and death, like all bionic robots, I felt that I had lived for a long time, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years.

But it seems that it is only now that I have experienced the feeling of being born for the first time.

It turned out that it was such a painful thing.

The pain was so severe that the system was paralyzed, and no emergency measures could be taken.

Just when I thought I was going to drown, Jing Nian's familiar hand touched my fingertips, time seemed to slow down suddenly, the rough water became gentle, and I landed together with him.