Chapter 65 You will dominate the weird
The intricate corridors of the temple are winding like a maze, with countless intersections intersecting and bifurcating. People of high and low heights are running among them. After unexpected encounters, expressions of either surprise or interest are revealed. look.
“Who are you?”
“Who are you?”
“Who are you?”
After the encounter, those figures asked questions with different voices, some were childish, some were mature, but their tones were the same.
“I am Zeiss.”
“I am Zeiss.”
“I am Zeiss.”
They used the same confident words The attitude replied, and then annihilated into little black foam, scattered into the wall covered with gray shadows.
Zeiss saw his twelve-year-old self at the beginning of the corridor.
In a tourist group climbing a snow-capped mountain, a couple led a quiet boy. The couple's faces were filled with smiles, but the boy raised his eyes and looked at the ropeway not far away. His dark eyes were emotionless, as gloomy as a ghost trapped in an ancient house.
The ghostly shadow was entangled on the cable. Twelve-year-old Zis watched intently. After the cable car fell, amidst the screams of the crowd, he showed cruelty and innocence as if he had seen a birthday surprise. smile.
The picture in the memory was repainted and became more vivid, but this time Qisi saw something that he had never seen before.
The golden vines twisted and stretched towards him in the shadow, as if they wanted to touch his figure, but seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, reluctantly staggering away from him, entangled He stayed with his parents who were protecting him.
Twelve-year-old Zisi is running, growing up little by little, becoming thirteen, fourteen, fifteen...
If there is a substantial black shadow accompanying him, teeth and claws, full of malice. Claws stretched out all over the ground. Golden vines loomed in the dark shadows, trying to touch him countless times, but every time they could only wrap around the people around him.
Familiar and unfamiliar figures were dragged into the darkness by the vines. Qiss vaguely remembered that those people were all dead, and their deaths were very unexpected.
Chiss, who was running in the corridor, turned sixteen. Siss, who was sitting in the temple, narrowed his eyes.
He saw a car accident, with body parts scattered in a pool of blood. At the age of sixteen, he covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking.
He knew he was laughing, and he felt the same physical excitement he had after seeing all the bloody scenes. Even because the person who died was someone close to him, under the influence of his sense of betrayal, he became even more crazy than he had ever faced death before.
But he didn’t dare to laugh out loud in public, as that would make him be treated as an alien and cause a lot of trouble. So he pretended to be sad and cry.
He acted very realistically. The police saw it and gathered around to comfort him. A few of them were unlucky enough to get entangled in the golden vines and became part of the crowd sinking in the gray mist. .
Qisi slowed down his running pace, and there were more and more golden vines around him, with tentacles and leaves just inches away from him.
The gray mist separated and converged, forming a low building hidden in the deep mountains and old forests. A barbed wire fence surrounded a flat land, and figures in white robes holding guns came and went.
Zeiss recognized it as the cult base disguised as a summer camp where he had been trapped for a while.
He saw countless ghost figures surrounding him, gathering in the iron house where he was. Unfortunately, at that time, for some unknown reason, he could no longer see ghosts often, so he was unaware of everything happening around him.
A voice chuckled in my ear: "Believers who are trying to find gods imprisoned their gods, how like a ridiculous joke."
"It can be seen that you lack a sense of humor. I don't think this joke is funny at all." Chis, who was only sixteen years old, said coldly, "Do you want to say that as a god, you are imprisoned here?"
The voice said: " Faith is poisonous.”
Chiss stopped answering. At that time, he had no good impression of gods and other existences.
The little girl who lives in the same room as him seems to have noticed something, acting restless and causing trouble for him from time to time.
After an evening prayer, the little girl got hit with the butt of her rifle several times because she mispronounced the words. When she returned to the room, she blamed him for not giving a warning and pushed him to the ground. Then she was entangled in vines. Wrist.
No one could see those vines, but that night, the little girl was burned to charcoal while wailing.
At that time, Ziss didn’t know about the existence of weird games, so naturally he didn’t know that his roommate died in the copy. He wasn't very scared, but rather found it interesting. He went up and poked the skin of the charred corpse with his hand.
A few lines of text appeared in front of his eyes the moment his fingers touched it:
[Weird name: Fire that never goes out]
[Remarks: The ghosts who died in the fire are trapped in the flames. It continues to exist because of the existence of the flame. In order not to die completely, it lit the flames endlessly, burning more and more pedestrians to death. Thousands of newly dead ghosts work with it to maintain the existence of the flame so that it will never go out]
The wingless god formed a shadow behind Qiss and told him: "You can live in reality Ignite this fire and bring pain, death and disaster to the world."
Ziss blinked and asked: "I am still living in this world, what good does it do to me to make the world a mess. ?”
God smiled: "Once the true form of the monster hidden among the crowd is revealed, rejection and hatred will follow. Either be nailed to the stake by ants or flies, or become a new god in a grand bonfire, you can only choose between two endings. One. "
"That's right." Qisi played with the burnt claws of the corpse without raising his head. "When you were in trouble, you bewitched me who was also in trouble. It made me easily think of someone. These rumors about the devil's temptation and corruption."
God raised his index finger to his lips and lowered his eyes: "I have no intention of tricking you into doing anything for me. You have enough time to make a decision. Just wanted to give you a gift."
"What gift?"
"A belated sixteenth birthday gift, a wonderful show - or rather, a disaster." He tilted his head and thought for a moment, put down the charcoal in his hand, and smiled: "Interesting statement, but I don't want to burn myself to death here at all."
God said: "You are the biggest weirdo in the world, and you will never die in weirdness. You will enter the weird game when you are about to die and get everything you want."
"Weird game? What is this?"
"This is a deadly game full of ghosts and puzzles. It is also a grand carnival and absurd farce. There are no morals and laws here. You can do anything. What you want to do includes becoming the most terrifying evil spirit in the world, bringing despair, destruction and wailing."
Zis asked: "What do I need to do?"
"You need..."
The voice stopped suddenly, as if it was torn apart by an extreme force.
The gray mist that condensed into the picture scattered into clumps of debris. Qis's vision jolted violently. When it settled again, he had lost his overall vision and returned to the temple.
The vision was black and white, and then intertwined into chaotic light spots shaped like snowflakes.
The memory that was suddenly thrust into my mind merged with my own impression, just like the scattered puzzle pieces finally fell into place to form a complete picture.
After a long moment of silence, Qisi calmed down his thoughts bit by bit and narrowed his eyes: "So I can understand that you have been eyeing me a long time ago. Do you have a share of the credit for me being so unlucky since I was a child? "
The god sighed: "It seems that you have misunderstood me a lot. You are guilty of the most intense and pure sin in the world, and you are already rejected by the whole world. It is a miracle that you can live safely until now. It's not an exaggeration. You should even thank me. Do you really think that the two things you did when you were twelve and sixteen were perfect?"
"Do you mean to say that you once helped? I covered up the evidence, right?" Qisi said with a vacant look, "I originally thought that with the "Protection of Minors Law", even if I was detained for a few years, it wouldn't be a big loss. I thought they were looking for me later. He was too young and the cases were too vicious, so they were not connected..."
He tilted his head: "But I am curious, what is your purpose of helping me, to relieve boredom?"
"When the time is right, you will naturally know." Shen read seriously, "For the time being, you can understand it as-'I am playing a big game of chess.'"
This is a joke.
“Okay, okay.” Qisi laughed dryly, “It seems like I’ve suffered a big loss from the transaction with you. You’ve invested more than twenty years of sunk costs, and I completely You can raise the price while sitting down."
God also smiled: "The basis for the establishment of the transaction is that both parties have the ability to collect the price. Now you obviously have no room for bargaining. I can even violate the agreement, but you have no other choice. Law."
Cis snorted: "If I guess correctly, you are bound by the rules. You also have no chance to go back on the transaction under the witness of the rules, right?" br>
"Your temptation is very interesting, and your guess is completely correct - it doesn't hurt to tell you this information now." God's voice was very pleasant, "After all, in human terms, we are already grasshoppers on a rope. ”
"What do you mean?"
"I was once exiled in Su's Village by the rules, and I was able to break free with the help of your sins. You might soon be able to upgrade from being ostracized by a single world to being ostracized by the rules. "
Qisi looked slightly stern: "I have wanted to ask you what you did to get yourself killed and dumped in Su's Village."
The god smiled even more. Happy: "You can guess, of course, there is no reward for guessing right."
"I won't guess." Qiss sneered, "If I remember correctly, the rules are supreme in the weird game. Even you can't disobey me. You pretended to be half-dead in Su's Village and induced me to add insult to injury and make a deal with you. Little did you know that you were the one who made sure to make a profit without losing anything..."
"You don't have to be so angry. I have watched you for twenty-two years. You can believe that my interests and yours will always be consistent." God smiled and said, "Rules are like the sun, moon and stars, and they will not deliberately pay attention to ants. . And the fun and benefits you get from trading will far outweigh the risks brought by the rules - this is the way you are used to thinking about the problem, isn't it? "
This is a matter of course, and it is true? It was a logic that Ziss was familiar with and accustomed to.
Qisi also almost understood that no matter how hard he bargained, he would not be able to get more benefits.
He stopped smiling and said calmly: "I can see that you know me well, so our communication might as well be more direct - what do you need me to do, and what benefits can you give me?"
God's attitude became serious: "I can only tell you that a gambling game involving the gods involving the past, present and future has begun. I bet everything on it, and I hope you will keep winning until you win the Ruins of the Sunset." The crown..."
The scarlet eyes above his head turned into red mist and scattered, then condensed into a stream of light and flew behind Qiss.
Qisi turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the red light. The walls at the bottom of the temple were cracked with criss-crossing ravines, and bits of golden light were flowing through them. From a distance, there were countless golden vines growing.
Chis thought of the vines trying to touch him in the image he had seen before, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "What is this?"
"The weird game is a tree ." God said, "The vines of the tree are growing wildly, picking soul leaves and hanging them on the branches for the players."
Qisi stood up from the high-backed chair, walked towards the golden wall, and looked at the tree. of light and shadow.
The giant golden tree in the temple was bare, and its leafless branches looked lonely and ugly, as if they would wither and decay at any time.
The god continued: "There is also a tree in this temple. You can hang the soul leaves you obtained on it until it flourishes."
"Then what? "Qisi asked.
“Then——”
The red light shattered into blood mist, and dissolved in the dim dust. God’s voice drifted far away, like a gust of wind in a dream:
"You will dominate the weird."
(Reference/bushi)
(End of this chapter)