Weird Talker

Chapter 158 Yang's Entrustment
No, you can't let it see your face!

Qiao Ziru fully understood what was going on.

When she was on the ninth floor just now, she was very puzzled that the ghost had seen her a long time ago, but why didn't it do anything?

It wasn't until he turned his head and noticed it that he suddenly burst out with great malice.

If it wasn't for Qin Manjiang's great help outside the ninth floor, he would have died by then.

The fundamental reason lies in...the face!

What the ghost saw was always the back. It was looking for its upper body. Before seeing the face, it seemed unable to confirm whether it was its upper body.

So it has been watching from behind... It has been confirming whether it is its own body itself.

After Qiao Ziru understood, she immediately turned around and turned her back to Li Gui.

She is also betting, after all, this is just her own guess.

But the ghost can't let itself go for no reason. There is only one reason why it doesn't do it - it doesn't meet the conditions to kill her.

According to Qiao Ziru's speculation, the condition for this ghost to kill her is to confirm the face and know that the upper body of this body is not its, then it can do it.

Qiao Ziru held her breath, her back was covered in sweat.

The old security guard fell to the ground, his face had turned blue-purple, his eyes were bulging out, and he was dead.

And she... now she can only stand quietly like this.

If covering your face with something helps, you can escape.

But... Qiao Ziru didn't dare.

If this set of reasoning is true, it means that ghosts really cannot distinguish their own backs, so they observe and cannot confirm.

This means that ghosts have parts similar to people.

Because humans don't recognize their own backs at all!
For the vast majority of people, their own backs are strange, extremely strange.

The human vision determines that we are more familiar with our "front view", while the back view... Only those engaged in the performing arts industry have more frequent opportunities to see it from the third perspective.

Therefore, just covering the face may not be able to hide from the ghost's identification. When it sees the front, it knows that this is not its upper body, so it can do it.

Qiao Ziru can't bet on such an illogical probability. Although it is true that it may not recognize its own face, the probability is too low.

I've done everything I can do now, and everything that follows... I'll leave it to fate.

Qiao Ziru closed his eyes.

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"Are you... dying?"

Qin Manjiang's words were astonishing.

Yang looked at him in surprise, then smiled and said, "Why do you think so?"

"I'm not the only one who has changed." Qin Manjiang put his hands in his pockets, and seemed a little cold, "You are fine, a little too good."

He looked at the building in front of him calmly, and said, "So, if there is something wrong, you can easily see it."

"You look very relaxed now, as if you just made a decision and let go of some burden." Qin Manjiang said.

Yang's face was full of surprise: "I originally thought that you are a person who doesn't care about everything around you."

"Yeah," Qin Manjiang glanced sideways at Yang, "You're not wrong, I really don't care about everything, I haven't figured out my own affairs yet..."

"Let's not talk about me, are you planning to participate in some challenge of the ghost talk game?" Qin Manjiang asked suddenly.

Yang didn't expect him to even guess this, and he didn't know whether to continue talking for a while.

Qin Manjiang glanced at his face: "You told Zhong Xueran that it is best to collect more spiritual pupils, and Zhong Xueran told me the same thing. But so far, this game can use spiritual pupils There are only props in the place, permanent props are limited to one redemption, one-time props are limited to three redemptions, and the extra spiritual pupils are useless at all."

"So, when the number of spiritual pupils has accumulated to a certain amount, you can unlock new things," Qin Manjiang said calmly, "such as the opportunity to go offline permanently."

He can make such an inference, which has a lot to do with what he saw through [Tongjie (Fucheng)] before. In the huge ball that symbolizes Fucheng, the names of Yang and Nie Yunzhen have turned red and black. Visibly wrong.

It's strange not to think of these.

But Yang doesn't think so, at the moment he just feels that he has never really seen anyone clearly.

The former companion was, and so is the current Qin Manjiang.

Each one can completely exceed his expectations.

"Sure enough, people can't be too self-righteous," Yang said mockingly, "I naively thought, if I die, what will everyone in the game do?"

Qin Manjiang looked at him silently, Yang's state was very strange, he seemed to have long been determined to die.

Not only him, Zhong Xueran also has this tendency.

"A person once said to me," Yang smiled subconsciously, "Life is a beam of light, before I completely extinguish it, if it can illuminate you a little bit, that's enough."

"That's what she said to me before she died."

Yang looks at the night sky, Fucheng has less light pollution, and the moonlight is beautiful at night, and stars are everywhere in every corner of the field of vision.

He seemed to be looking for a particular star.

"So... I also learned to be like her."

Yang said calmly.

"Is she your lover?" Qin Manjiang asked.

"No," Yang shook his head, "It's another kind of emotion that is hard to measure besides love..."

What he wanted to express seemed complicated, but he tried his best to explain it.

"This game has no end in sight. Even if you pass the level by chance again and again, you are just lingering in the boundless fear. People are not machines. Under the high pressure of death and fear, the mental state is prone to problems, and I am no exception. "

Speaking of this, Yang looked at Qin Manjiang and said with a smile: "It stands to reason that you, who have experienced three games, should have a problem with your mental state, but you are so indifferent that I can't find an excuse to care."

Qin Manjiang was dumbfounded. If he experienced it with himself now, he would probably be even more scared.

But with the previous body, even if he was afraid, he would be restricted.

"I'm just imitating her poorly, imagining to be like her, and the light she gave me... to illuminate as many people as possible." Yang said calmly.

In the night sky, the moonlight is like water, the stars are shining, and it is very beautiful.

"I must be everyone's hope," Yang murmured, "She told me that when the game progresses to the later stage, it will no longer be the weird and terrifying ghosts that crush everyone, but ourselves."

"There are many capable players in the game, but when everyone has tried everything and can't get out of the game, everything becomes meaningless."

The moonlight shone on Yang's face, making his healthy complexion look pale.

Qin Manjiang has also thought about these issues that Yang said, this game is like a marathon, as long as there is an end point, everyone will have expectations.

As for the ghost talk game, there is no end in sight.

"So when the opportunity comes to get out of the game, whether it's a trap or not, I go for it."

Yang looked at Qin Manjiang seriously, and said: "If I pass the level, it proves that there is a way to go, and this game has an end."

"If I die...you have to help everyone find a new way."

　coming!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)