The Trial Game of Life

"Wake up."

"Wake up."

Lin Yandong was walking through the courtyard in front of the painting hall. The spring was deep and the begonia flowers were blooming. When the wind blew, the petals fell on his shoulders. He vaguely heard someone calling him behind, but turned around, but there was no one.

The long sleeves hung on the side and fluttered with the wind. Lin Yandong remembered that he should rush to the front yard to practice, otherwise he would be beaten late.

But when he walked to the gate of Yuedong, he remembered in a trance that he had been on the stage for several years. Yesterday, the second grandfather just gave him a show, and no one dared to come to him again.

Who is the second lord?

Lin Yandong turned back to Yuedong Gate again, and he was sure that someone was calling him.

"Is anyone there?" he asked.

No one answered.

Lin Yandong raised the volume again and asked again, but his voice was always gentle. It seemed that he was scared of the flowers in the courtyard and let them fall to the ground ahead of time.

He walked back a few steps in disbelief, looking at Zhang Xi in the middle of the Manchurian tree. Without finding anyone, he had to leave again. But when he returned to the front door of Yuedong, he found that the scene outside the door had changed.

Behind the gate of Chongyuedong, there is another gate of Chongyuedong, looking out from a distance, like the chain of a gate of Yueyuedong.

What's wrong?

where is he?

Who is he again?

Lin Yandong tentatively went out and came to a courtyard that was completely different from the previous one. There is a pond in the yard with summer lotus flowers, a bird flying over the water, and a green leaf in its mouth.

He continued to run forward, under the trees covered with golden ginkgo, and ran through the thick snow. The snow in winter melts in spring, and the green leaves in summer fall in autumn. If the four seasons are a reincarnation, he has gone through countless reincarnations.

Someone is always calling him.

He ran faster and faster, until the temple gave birth to a white hair, slender fingers gave birth to calluses, he finally saw the people outside the courtyard through the window on the courtyard wall.

It turns out you are here.

"I'll pick you up." The people outside the courtyard said like this, but Lin Yandong didn't recognize him.

He didn't know who this person was, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember. It was just the kind of stability and relief in his heart that made him a little surprised.

The man quickly took out the rope, threw it vigorously across the courtyard wall, grabbed the wooden lattice of the flower window, and said anxiously, "Come out of the rope, hurry."

Lin Yandong: "What's outside the courtyard?"

It's dark on the outside and looks a bit scary. The courtyard behind it is still full of flowers, with four distinct seasons.

The man seemed to be asked by his question, opened his mouth, and hesitated several times. Lin Yandong looked at the sky along his eyes, but there was nothing in the sky.

"Outside the courtyard... there is misery outside the courtyard." The man finally answered him in this way, his eyes seemed to look straight into his heart, full of complex and indescribable feelings, saying: "Someone has all the struggles, resentments and separations in the world. There are many things, and there are also me."

Lin Yandong: "Can't you come in?"

The man shook his head, "I can't."

Lin Yandong: "Why?"

The man: "Because I have no way to deceive those outside that do not exist, nor can I throw away everything to escape, so... Do you want to come together?"

Lin Yandong blinked, his eyes falling on the rope he threw over the courtyard wall. This is really a strange rope, big red, hanging on the white courtyard wall is particularly eye-catching.

He looked back at the scenery in the courtyard again, and the four seasons alternated before his eyes, as beautiful as a fairyland. But he felt that the scene was beautiful and beautiful.

In this courtyard, no one but him.

So he turned to grab the rope, climbed up with all his strength, and sat on the high courtyard wall. The man outside the courtyard reached out to him, "You jump down, I catch you."

It was still dark outside the courtyard, as if it was dripping ink, and the ticking sounded like blood.

Lin Yandong hesitated for a moment, but looking at the outstretched hands, his swaying heart returned to firmness. He has always been a firm man, and he will not look back when he sees the way forward.

The next second, he jumped from the high courtyard wall.

The hands of the two intersect in midair, and the moment of glory obscures Lin Yandong's sight. He closed his eyes subconsciously, but the sound of the waves beating sounded in his ear.

Frozen, cold, endless roars and howls seem to be the keynote between heaven and earth. He wanted to raise his hand, but found that he was heavy and difficult to move. When you open your eyes, the dim sky seems to collapse in an instant, and the only warmth comes from the people around you.

He turned his head hard and finally recognized him.

"Where am I?" Lin Yandong's voice was hoarse.

Xiao Tong finally awakened people, but face to face, but did not know what to say, and finally got a sentence: "Don't you remember?"

"what……"

Lin Yandong uttered a meaningless syllable, he recalled Xiao Tong's words, but his head began to tingle. As soon as he was in pain, the spirit sea began to churn, and those twisted faces sank in the sea, and the demon wind burst.

Wen Xiaoming outside discovered the abnormalities of Lin Yandong and Xiao Tong for the first time. He saw Xiao Tong's eyes moved and seemed to be opening. Lin Yandong's shoulder suddenly began to tremble, especially those hands.

The changes in the spirit sea are also directly fed back to players wearing evil spirit badges.

Tang Cuogang came out of the archives office of Kaifeng Fuya, and a black shadow flashed before him, almost cutting his nose. It’s the player who can be so crazy that he doesn’t attract anyone’s attention and almost hurts him.

Jin Cheng saw that he was almost injured, and soon he stepped up and ran to the front yard. The government npc shouted “ghosts” with due diligence, and fled in fright. Jin Cheng bowed his knee and shot him directly on the ground.

"Ahhhh!" He wasn't badly hurt, but he rolled his head on the ground with his head. The scorching sun roasted his black body, and the facial features were almost indistinguishable.

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, Jin Cheng immediately dragged the person into the house, turned his face and looked at it, Shen Sheng said: "It looks like he has lost his sanity."

Why is it suddenly out of control?

What Tang Cuo thought of, immediately raised his leg and walked outside the government. When I took a look on the street outside, it was not just this one that got out of control. It's still daytime, ghosts are afraid of light, and dare not walk around, but it's night after ten minutes.

Skeletons, ghosts, fierce.

Spiritually at sea, Lin Yandong finally stood up. He looked around blankly, the wind was blowing on his face, his clothes were hunting, although it was just ordinary cloth, it seemed to have the sound of gold stone.

"You said...I did all this?"

"Miao Qi died because of me?"

"Am I a sinner?"

Lin Yandong looked down at his hands, he remembered how he could not remember. He remembers all the hatred and all the struggles. He knows all his calculations and has never lost his mind.

He lived sober and understood.

He has always been sober and understands that he can't do it even if he wants to pretend to be confused.

Xiao Tong didn't actually say anything, but Lin Yandong said all he should say. Xiao Tong watched him go from daze to pain, from pain to collapse, his spine slowly ricketed, and his knees gradually bent until he knelt on the only isolated island in the sea, like a poor bug.

He gasped, and the sound in his throat was like a worm, and he was always submerged by the waves.

Xiao Tong raised his breath and stood upright, saying, "I used to think of killing you, and before you didn't find your former self, and killed you before you realized anything."

Lin Yandong did not respond, and Xiao Tong continued: "But Tang Cuo asked me: Have you asked him?"

Xiao Tong's voice was calm and his eyes closed. "Betraying your ideals and destroying all the efforts you have made. You are better than retaliating everyone, are you retaliating yourself, right? Every day after that, You will all live in pain and regret."

After hearing this, Lin Yandong finally raised his head slightly. In just such a short moment, he seemed to be much older, and his hair was whiter again.

"As your friend, I should favor you and let you leave before the real pain comes."

"But also as your friend, I should let you find your true self, face everything, and return to Lin Yandong and be buried in your homeland."

"If you are guilty, I will sin with you."

Lin Yandong still didn't say anything, and his mouth was closed, and he didn't ask Cang Tian, ​​and he didn't blame all sentient beings. Xiao Tong looked at him, he knew that this was the real Lin Yandong.

It is as elegant as a birch tree, and it can grow stubbornly no matter what the harsh and cold environment.

Xiao Tong still feels sorry.

Sorry by the end, I am still betting that you are strong enough to withstand this great pain.

For a long time, Lin Yandong seemed to finally find his voice. He stretched out his hand to support the ground so that he could sit more securely, Yuan Yuan's eyes refocused, there was still a lot of pain there, but it was gradually clear.

"Thank you." He finally said only one sentence.

Xiao Tong loosened his clenched fists, his palms were already blurred with flesh and blood. The sea breeze blew, making his eyes sour, and gradually he could not see the scene in front of him.

They sat one by one and stood one by one, and no one spoke again. The sea in front of him gradually calmed down, changing from the initial whistling to a low whimper.

The wind is quiet.

Whether it was Tang Cuo, Jin Cheng, Leng Miao, Yan Yun, or K, they couldn't help but look at Area C. Although the space of different degrees is not necessarily there, they are undoubtedly Lin Yandong.

Although k can't see the space of different degrees, he can perceive the changes in players. Those players wearing evil spirit badges, from being out of control to being appeased, just ten minutes, enough to reveal a lot of information.

"It's true that they are gambled, humans are really tenacious..." k narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and finally put all his thoughts into a smile. This is not bad. I have watched more martial arts, and occasionally it is better to look at wenju.

He turned his head to look out the window, the clown's voice came from far away, the light was condensed, and the night came again.

In the space of different degrees, Wen Xiaoming finally waited until Lin Yandong and Xiao Tong opened their eyes. He wasn't sure if Lin Yandong would be in trouble for a moment, holding the rattle tightly and being alert all over.

Yu Yiyi and Zhang San, who were still studying the runes, also hurried over. They were nervous, anxious, and looked at Lin Yandong with a trace of expectation. After seeing his peaceful eyes, a heart finally dropped.