Terror broadcast

According to the opinions of the monk and Gyatso, the showdown just now was clearly a powerful conversation between a pseudo-big-level listener and a half-step high-level listener, but in the end it turned into a tangled fight between two street gangsters, which made The two monks, who were so preoccupied with watching the show with melon-seed mineral water in their hands, felt a little regretful.

It was like going into a movie theater expecting to see a big-budget Hollywood popcorn movie, but instead what appeared on the screen was the movie version of "Country Love."

When he returned to the house, the monk saw that Hai Meimei had been thrown on the tile floor, Xie Zhen was still sitting on the sofa, the little guy and Ji Xiang should have gone back to the bedroom, and Su Bai was standing alone at the floor-to-ceiling window outside the living room. Next to it is the vine.

In the room, there was no feeling of returning from victory, nor was there the atmosphere of bragging after fighting. The monk himself felt that the rhythm of the day was really boring. If Su Bai was a prisoner, he and Gyatso In fact, they were passers-by A and B in the cage next door. Their daily job was to yell "I'm so hungry" and "let me out" as if they were two sidekicks when the camera was focused on Su Bai. .

However, there was one thing that the monk vaguely felt in his heart. This world of punishment stories seemed a little too deliberate for Su Bai, or in other words, a little pretentious.

The broadcast obviously does not use "death" as the final punishment, but a "transformation" method. Perhaps, in the broadcast's view, only a Su Bai who has completely cut off the past can inspire a scene similar to that of the blood corpse. Bar. Broadcasting rarely uses its own power to directly intervene in events in the real world, but in the case of the blood corpse, Broadcasting really did something deliberate.

In the real world, the story world is only five minutes long, allowing the blood corpse to perfectly avoid the death of his wife "Ye Zi". When he returned from completing the mission, he saw his dead wife.

Deliberately, full of deliberateness, but in fact, what Blood Corpse did later was enough to illustrate his excellence, but maybe he didn't even expect the broadcast, but in the end, Blood Corpse's excellence was all used in revenge. He even resorted to unscrupulous means for revenge, and in the end, Broadcast was forced to forcibly pull the blood corpses that had sneaked back into the story world to kill them, and decompose them as fertilizer for reuse.

But it's really worth pondering.

I remember that in Su Bai's narration in the morning, he said that he was now lying in a coffin at the place of enlightenment as a gatekeeper. This was actually equivalent to half a civil servant position. From here, it seems that it can also be seen that it is like broadcasting The strategy has begun to undergo some changes.

The monk knows that his thinking can only be limited to today, because tomorrow he will return to zero and become a "silly white sweet". Therefore, all his thinking now is useless, but the significance of humans being more advanced than other animals is People like to do some meaningless things and are willing to pay a high price for it. For example, the so-called "artwork" has additional attributes that can neither be eaten nor worn, but it is a tireless pursuit of human beings.

First there was the man and the woman, and now there is Lychee. If those three people become more and more powerful and begin to threaten the structure of the broadcast, then according to normal logic, Su Bai, who is directly opposed to these three people, is undoubtedly the A good investment.

It seems that this is indeed the case.

All this also depends on the height that the man, the woman, and Litchi can reach now. If the broadcast really feels that it is about to be shaken and threatens itself, then according to the qualifications of the broadcast, it will naturally prepare subconsciously, such as Some people are deliberately cultivated, but another question arises here, that is, why does the broadcast think that the people it deliberately cultivates will really listen to him wholeheartedly and become loyal fans of its broadcast?

After all, Blood Corpse has learned a lesson from the past.

Haimeimei opened and closed her mouth, looking very confused. It looked like she had taken an overdose of drugs all at once. In fact, it was more or less the same. As Lizhi, he had done a lot of things while walking in the real world. , and has used that mask more than once. Every time he uses that mask, it is a kind of pain for him. First of all, his self-awareness will be slowly faded away during use, as if it was forced A new personality has been imposed into his mind, and his original personality will naturally be suppressed and eroded. In addition, his own strength will be drawn out. This is why Haimeimei's strength has been difficult to improve. reason.

You must know that when Su Bai first entered the paper man story world, Haimeimei was much stronger than Su Bai. Even if Su Bai stood out and his strength improved quickly, Haimeimei was not in vain after all. His strength has remained stagnant. There is even some regression, and this is why.

Jie Zhen's face was uncertain. Just now, the monk told him some facts. Obviously, Xie Zhen did not have such a transparent state of mind like the two eminent monks, the monk and Gyatso. He was a person to himself. The clone body and all this is just a punishment story world designed solely for Su Bai, which is still a bit hard to let go.

When I woke up in the morning, I was still a new senior listener who felt good about myself, but now I suddenly find that I am just a clone. It is difficult for most people to accept it directly.

However, it is one thing not to let go, but from a rational point of view, this seems irrefutable, because although he has stayed in the house and has not gone out, he can sense the movement outside, and can even pass it through Use your own "spiritual consciousness" to see that he is a master of illusion after all, and there is no need to doubt his own spiritual cultivation. The power displayed by Su Bai and the hysterical madness of Jaime Mei really prove that what the monk just said to him is The words are true.

"Alas." Xie Zhen sighed. He originally came to watch the show, but found out that he was the background of the stage. This feeling was indeed not very good.

Su Bai was still squatting outside the floor-to-ceiling window, as if he had no intention of coming to interrogate Haimeimei, who had turned into a "dead fish". The monk walked over. If possible, the monk was willing to help Su Bai search for Haimeimei's soul, even if Soul searching at the same level has a high risk factor, but it doesn't matter to the monk. Anyway, he is a clone, and a new version of him will come out tomorrow. This ugly body and this life will not be used in vain.

But when the monk approached, he saw Su Bai reaching out and picking off a young leaf and putting it in front of his eyes to examine it. The monk remembered that Jixiang had planted this plant with brain flowers as fertilizer, and now it had grown vines.

After a while, Su Bai put the leaf into his mouth, and then, Su Bai's body began to tremble. The terrible corrosiveness was crazily eroding Su Bai's internal organs, as if countless sharp knives were cutting and tearing crazily inside his body. Cracked.

The monk's face twitched slightly. Su Bai, who had just won, was hurting himself at this moment. Seeing him lying on the ground and shaking all over, the monk was really speechless.

But it seems that I should still do what I should do to avoid wasting it.

There was no need to wait for Su Bai's reply. The monk walked directly in front of Haimeimei. He first operated the formation in the room to bless himself, and at the same time motioned to Gyatso to protect him.

Xie Zhen saw what the monk was going to do, and stood up from the sofa to take a look at the excitement.

Over there, Su Bai slowly regained his composure after the initial pain. He lay face down in the yard. Three months of self-mutilation training on the desert island made Su Bai understand a truth. , sometimes the pain of the body can temporarily cover up the pain from the soul, but according to mainstream values, this is a cowardly behavior. Of course, most of the people who can say this are standing and talking without pain in their backs.

He turned over and faced the sky. The sky at this time had begun to become gloomy, and a large hole had melted out of Su Bai's abdomen, and many holes appeared on his arms, thighs and even his face.

At this time, Su Bai's physical body was not that of a high-level listener. Even when he became a high-level listener in the future, he ate eels with leaves at Gyatso's suggestion, which formed a kind of pharmacological hedge. At this time, it was eaten dry.

The painful feeling passed temporarily, but the body became dilapidated.

Turning his head, Su Bai saw that next to me was the window sill. The little guy was looking at him with his hands on the glass. The little guy's face was full of tears and heartache. A pair of small fleshy hands kept patting the glass window. He wanted to go out. , he wanted to come to his father, but Jixiang on one side was unmoved. In fact, Jixiang was in a very bad mood now, and could even be said to be very contradictory.

When Su Bai told Monk Gyatso and the others, he did not avoid Jixiang. Although Jixiang had not experienced the pain of being slapped to pieces by the lychee-looking Haimeimei at this time, Jixiang still understood what he should understand.

Because of this, Jixiang can understand Su Bai's pain, and understand Su Bai's pain. After all, he is a cat that has been around bloody corpses and lychees. He is not that unfamiliar with some things and weird things in the story world.

After the huge pain, it seemed that even the soul had calmed down a little. The little guy's cry must have been deliberately blocked by Jixiang, because Jixiang knew that what Su Bai needed now was silence, and the little guy's cry was very painful. It may have the opposite effect on Su Bai at this time, and may even aggravate Su Bai's disgust and disgust.

He raised his hands slowly, then slowly put them down. A raindrop fell on Su Bai's face, bringing a slight coolness, followed by a moist breeze,

It's going to rain.

The holes in the body are getting bigger and bigger, and the self-recovery ability of the vampires seems to be unable to catch up with the residual corrosive erosion for the time being, but Su Bai doesn't care at all, because death is not the end here, but another boring beginning. When death When the characteristic of the end is lost, then death really has no deterrent effect.

Su Bai suddenly thought of Xu Fugui. He didn't know what happened to that guy now. He had been lying in the coffin for twenty years. When he got out, he should meet his wife, children, and maybe even grandchildren.

After thinking of Xu Fugui, Su Bai naturally thought of the place of enlightenment, the punitive story world of "One Day in Prison". In fact, it is easy to get out. He only needs to lower his head and accept the transformation from the radio. In fact, Su Bai Bai is more inclined to this, because this kind of repetition day after day, especially on this special day, is really a huge pain and torture, but for some reason, he seems to still have a little persistence in his heart.

Su Bai couldn't find where to persist, but he just couldn't put it aside. Was it the last bit of hypocrisy? Or is it that insignificant or even ridiculous self-esteem?

This kind of persistence does not seem to be for the little guy, because when I look at the little guy now, even though the little guy is crying so miserably, there is no fluctuation in my heart. I am really numb and disgusted.

This kind of persistence should not be for the past self, because his past seems to be nothing but suffering. In childhood and youth, there seems to be really not much worth insisting on. Su Bai is not one of those who kneels down every step of the way. A pilgrim believer, he is a selfish person, a person who pays more attention to his own feelings. Therefore, on the last day, the monk saw that Su Bai seemed to be deliberately giving up on himself, so he couldn't help but remind him.

So, what is my persistence...?

If it were someone else, such as Gyatso or a monk, who had just swallowed a corrosive leaf from Su Bai's point of view and temporarily gained a moment of clarity through huge physical pain, they would probably take this opportunity to fight desperately. He wanted to think about how to break the situation and how to save himself, but Su Bai used the time bought with great pain to think wildly.

It's very extravagant and wasteful, just like a person who has worked so hard to build a city model, only to light the last fire and watch the city burn.

I thought of Xu Fugui, the place where he attained enlightenment, the jade seal of the Dian Kingdom, and the Ruyi there,

Subsequently,

Su Bai thought of the group of faceless lamp-holders beside the underworld.

Su Bai remembered that the first time he saw the lantern holder was when a group of people were exploring the place of enlightenment. At that time, everyone was studying and observing the coffin, and when his hand touched the coffin, there was an instant feeling. The smell of killing and violence began to fill my mind, but in the end, fortunately, the mental state in my bones was stimulated to activate, and I was able to force myself to regain my composure and not be turned into a walking zombie who only knew about killing.

A flash of understanding suddenly flashed in Su Bai's eyes. This is the world of punishment stories. The radio station is watching all this from the sky. It should expect that I will completely collapse and become what he wants.

But there seems to be another possibility for me,

Just like when he was in the place of enlightenment, he would either go to the annihilation of self-consciousness and become a walking zombie who only knows killing, or he would inspire the violence deep in his heart and enter that state.

But Su Bai now feels that even if he is sick, it will not help, because the people who are targeting you now, from Litchi and Haimeimei, have been transferred to the radio.

You want to find a broadcast to flip the table, but first you have to find where the table is. Even if you are holding the Xuanyuan artifact in your hand, you are still in a situation where you are looking around with your sword drawn and confused.

soon,

The time of clarity obtained through the pain of leaves began to end, and the pressure and pain on the soul struck again, and the disgust from the heart came swarming like a tsunami.

This is a suffocating feeling and a powerless feeling.

Su Bai subconsciously stretched out his hand,

Despair, disgust, disappointment, sadness, and all kinds of negative emotions almost drowned him,

this moment,

So similar, so familiar,

Just like the self that had just left the mother's body was placed directly under the bathroom faucet and washed by Su Yuhang,

Just like being placed in a petri dish and looking at the scrolls with blank eyes to fill the memory,

Just like when taking a family photo, I have a piece of talisman stuck on my forehead and quietly kneels in a corner of the photo.

Su Bai was looking at himself when he was looking at those three pictures.

But Su Bai suddenly had a feeling,

That is the self in those three pictures, and they seem to be looking at themselves now!

When you are put under the faucet and rinsed with cold water as soon as you leave the mother's body, when you are filled alone like a tool and a part, when you are forcibly suppressed in the body as a puppet, like a zombie. When in the corner of someone else’s family photo,

When you are helpless, when you are scared, when you are sad, when you are completely unable to resist and cannot help yourself,

What were you thinking at that time?

Su Bai's eyes slowly became sharper,

He suddenly understood,

Myself at that time,

Probably thinking that one day,

As long as I have a chance, as long as I have the possibility, even if it's just a tiny glimmer of light,

I will fight for it at all costs,

Even if I can only get a moment of freedom to breathe freely,

also,

No matter what!

Because I have experienced too much torture and depression, I will not allow myself to bow down and be wronged again in the future.

This is the source of the violence deep in my soul, the anger accumulated in my childhood under the suppression of that man and woman.

This is also the reason why I have mental illness!

At this moment, Su Bai felt that the only illusion he had before was shattered.

After knowing his life experience, Su Bai naturally had some expectations for the broadcast, because he knew that what the man and the woman did was against the will of the broadcast. Therefore, Su Bai felt that the broadcast and himself were on the same front. , in the future, radio will also help you take revenge.

But now, Su Bai seemed to have completely woken up. The man and the woman had indeed exploited and used him like pawns, but now, what was the difference between the broadcasting behavior?

Do you actually suffer from Stockholm Syndrome?

Su Bai's eyes began to fill with resentment and hysteria, but this time the resentment far exceeded the rejection and disgust of this story world and this day.

A familiar feeling is washing over Su Bai's body and soul.

Because I have experienced suffering, I can truly understand myself.

At this time, the monk in the living room was searching for Haimeimei’s soul.

Hai Meimei's soul was very disordered, and the soul search process was not smooth. After the soul search was over, she looked depressed. Facing the questioning looks of Gyatso and Jie Zhen, she could only shake her head helplessly. The monk tried his best, but found nothing. Meimei's soul level is very high because of the influence of Li Zhi. In addition, Hai Meimei is also majoring in spiritual enhancement, so it is really too difficult to search his soul and read some information.

At this time, the three people in the living room seemed to have noticed something, and looked out of the living room together. There, Su Bai was still lying decadently, as if he was no different from before.

Often, only people who are empty inside and extremely lonely will choose to use childish methods like self-mutilation to prove their existence and enrich their sense of existence. They are mediocre, they are ordinary, they are a grain of dust in society, their Whether it exists or not, it really doesn't have much impact. At most, it can only affect one's parents and relatives. Therefore, many people use the pain from self-mutilation in this context to remind themselves: Ah, I am still alive.

But Su Bai actually used this method just now, which was indeed a bit low-end.

The corrosiveness of leaves is actually the most terrifying, not for the body, but for the soul.

At this time, after a period of precipitation, its corrosiveness began to show its real effect. The erosion of the physical body was just an appetizer before, but now it is the hard course!

The pain of the soul suddenly became countless times stronger than before. All kinds of entanglements and tears impacted Su Bai's nerve center again and again. In addition, the rejection and disgust in this "one-day prisoner" story world suppressed and suppressed the soul. Distortion, this is a kind of torture to the soul, a soul torture that Su Bai has never experienced before.

But Su Bai's face became calmer. Last time at home, with the help of Buddha, Su Bai swallowed the eel. In fact, in addition to gaining the memory of the female corpse, some characteristics remained in Su. In Bai's body, it was just not detected, but now, because of eating the leaves again, the eel's hidden attributes were stimulated.

Su Bai's consciousness began to distort and gradually split into three. In his mind, three other selves seemed to appear.

The female corpse once stayed in Abi Hell, and was even discovered in hell by Su Yuhang, Xu Fugui and others. This also means that the existence of female corpses spanned several time periods. In addition, when Su Bai was promoted to a senior audience, gold came out. When the two characteristics came together, the memories that had been covered and filled deep in Su Bai's heart began to wake up.

In a trance,

Su Bai found himself in a cold and damp bathroom.

"This child is too dirty, don't give it to me." A woman's voice came.

"Haha, just wash it and it will be clean."

The man walked to the sink with a palm-sized baby in his hand, turned on the faucet, and the cold water washed the baby's body, and the baby let out a piercing cry.

Suddenly, the man seemed to sense something and looked to his side.

But this time, Su Bai, who was standing beside the man, seemed to have no fear for the first time, but looked at him calmly,

Yes,

Father and son, strictly speaking,

First time looking at each other!