Chapter 306: The Widow of the Ghost Master
Lin Zhi and Gui had been hanging out at home for two days before Lian Qing put into practice what he had said before about taking a walk.
The silver ball that absorbed Yin energy made Lin Zhi's belly bulge a little, but because Lin Zhi was relatively thin and was wearing a loose T-shirt, there was nothing unusual on the surface.
The two of them walked hand in hand in the evening. Lian Qing wore a leather choker around his neck to cover the suture scar between his head and neck.
His appearance and temperament formed a contrast with the accessories he wore, and with Lin Zhi holding his hand with a smile, he was particularly eye-catching along the way.
After taking a walk outside and eating something, he took Lian Qing to pick up the things he had ordered before the gold shop closed.
The men's wedding rings with simple style and intricate patterns were shining. The normal process would not be so fast, but Lin Zhi used her late husband's inheritance and her money power.
Lin Zhi gestured to Lian Qing: "Hand."
Lian Qing stretched out his left hand and watched Lin Zhi lower her head to put the ring on him.
Of course the finger circumference is just right. Lin Zhi measured it with this finger.
"nice."
Lin Zhi admired Lian Qing's hand and nodded slightly in affirmation.
The patterns on the ring were designed by Lian Qing and seem to be related to some Taoist symbols, giving it a majestic beauty.
When the ring is put on, it just happens to cover up the thin red marks where the flesh and blood are stuck together.
Lian Qing held Lin Zhi's hand and put the ring on her with a solemn expression.
He was so moved that he couldn't even conceal the negative energy in his body.
When his memory was still incomplete, he was troubled by why he and his lover did not have such a token of love. This shortcoming has now been made up.
Even though there are still many things shrouded in mystery, as Lin Zhi said, there is no doubt that Lin Zhi likes him.
They are lovers and companions.
Lian Qing held Lin Zhi's hand to his lips and kissed it, expressing his attachment and cherishment.
Lin Zhi was about to go home, but received a call from Shuang Ling.
It's not a matter within the department. Lin Zhiben is not from the Special Division. He is just in charge of Lian Qing's matter. Shuang Ling will not bother him with matters within the department. This time she called to ask him out to play.
She didn't know where she heard about Gu Xing and Lian Qing's three-day appointment, and planned to take advantage of the last chance to see the body of her predecessor, so she invited the couple to go out and play a new type of immersive role-playing werewolf game.
"It's a very popular train game recently. Almost everyone around me is playing it. It can be used not only in board games, but also in drinking games. Anyway, the setting is quite interesting. I finally have a holiday, Brother Lin, you and the team leader can come out and play with me."
In fact, this kind of board game similar to Werewolf requires at least five people to play, and Shuangling just can't get enough people.
Of course, he could agree to the little sister's request. Besides, Lin Zhi had never participated in this kind of entertainment activity with his lover, so he was willing to go.
The two drove to the destination Shuangling mentioned. Shuangling was wearing brightly colored clothes and had a black cat scarf on her shoulder.
Shuang Ling looked at Lian Qing who was walking towards her, and couldn't help but think of the time when he was still alive. She blinked hard to get rid of the mist in her eyes.
When they looked closely at the two people's wedding rings, Shuang Ling exclaimed "Wow".
"Lian Zu, Brother Lin, let's go. I've already bought tickets for the three of us. In fact, this game was originally meant to be played by at least ten people, but the standard was really too high, so we adjusted it to seven or five people. In short, the number of people can be flexible. Just go in and follow the prompts later."
Lin Zhi said with interest: "Okay."
Lian Qing responded that he didn't feel anything unusual around here and it was a very safe activity.
The ten-member team of Shuangling Pin entered a large and empty meeting room.
There was a spray paint on the ground similar to that of a minibus, with seats marked on it.
Ten people stood in the waiting area, drew lots, and got their own numbers.
Lin Zhi took a look and saw that he was No. 3, Lian Qing was No. 5, and Shuang Ling was No. 8.
The host appeared and greeted them.
The lights in the conference room were dark, with only a small area where the host was sitting lit.
"You are travelers lost in a strange time and space. I heard that there is a ferry train in the city that can travel through time and space. It is your only hope to return home."
"It passes through the dark river of time and informs every traveler of the passenger instructions."
"To return to the real world, one must go through seven disasters."
"There are ten seats in the car, but if there are seven people sitting in it, the car can withstand any disaster."
"If more and more passengers continue to board the bus, it will become an ownerless bus. Anyone could be thrown off the bus and forever abandoned in the dark side of time and space."
"The first seven passengers may now board. Please feel free to choose your seats."
The host made way for the first seven guests to enter.
Lin Zhi and Lian Qing picked a two-seater seat connected together. They had already figured out how to play the game, and it seemed interesting.
After all seven people were seated, the host took seven identity cards, shuffled them, and distributed them to each person.
"The train does not prohibit passengers from exchanging information, but we kindly remind you that if someone with secrets is exposed, they are likely to be asked to leave the train."
Lin Zhi looked at his card. There was a picture of a spider on the card and a simple line of words below it.
Your secret: You have killed someone
Lian Qing tilted his fingers slightly and showed the cards to Lin Zhi.
There is a crane above and the same line of small words below.
Your secret: You have a terminal illness
Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly. He was also a prophet. In the ancient world, he had indeed taken action against the damned people.
Lian Qing leaned close to Lin Zhi and whispered in his ear: "When this person was talking just now, I felt a strange aura, but the problem is not with him. The aura is similar to the power of words or fear. It flashed by. Be careful."
Lin Zhi didn't expect to encounter such a thing when out playing, but with Lian Qing by her side, there was nothing to worry about.
"On the first day of the train's operation, the eighth passenger gets on board. If the train becomes ownerless before dark, one of the passengers will randomly enter the snake disaster."
The host controlled the lights, making the entire space bright.
Shuang Ling came on stage excitedly with her number tag. Everyone was very into the show and looked at her warily.
Shuang Ling turned the cards in his hand and said, "Why don't we be peaceful and let the goddess of luck roll the dice. Whoever is unlucky will be thrown out?"
She is a pacifist and doesn't want to start a dispute right from the start.
According to the rules of the game, the person who is thrown out at night to face the disaster has a chance to resist. He can choose one of the people in the train to challenge.
At the table, people drink and play finger-guessing games, while in the game room, there is a horror challenge. Two people go into a dark room to look for cards, and whoever comes out first will be left in the car.
So this is a Werewolf train game with some minor terrorist elements.
A certain elder brother said, "Why? The seven of us got on this bus first. Can you get off by yourself?"
Shuangling: "If we want to play this way, we have to be blind. One of you is an ogre. It's not appropriate for such a bad guy to stay in the car, right? We are not afraid of being eaten if we stay with him."
This is a privilege for passengers at the back, who will receive train reminders and compete for the qualification to board the train.
There is actually no upper limit to the number of people playing this game. The reason for a ten-player game is that there are only ten people playing. As long as the train has not reached the end, the passengers who have gotten off the train can continue to draw cards and get on the train.
Everyone was having a lot of fun, and they did everything they could to stay in the car.
"Some people are terminally ill, so why not do a good deed and give up this spot?"
"Damn it, big brother, you challenged me to go to the black room. I am an iron-blooded civilian, just an innocent lost traveler."
"I challenge you to ask around this street. Sister No. 4, I have never been afraid of the dark."
Lin Zhi held a murderer card in his hand, and used sweet words to disguise his card as a thief card, sitting firmly in the voting civilian seat, secretly controlling the passengers' stay or departure.
In fact, this is necessary in this kind of paper game, because everyone will morally judge those who have committed many crimes, and the guilty should not survive.
But if this were a real game, such people would not be provoked in the car, because everyone's goal is to survive, and no one wants to provoke a murderer, unless everyone unites to deal with him. If he is allowed to speak first, the situation will change completely.
Lian Qing was a man of few words, so he was chosen to be the target of the challenge at the very beginning. However, the speed with which he entered the black room and came out left everyone, including the host, dumbfounded.
Both spirits couldn't help but shed tears for the person who was kicking the iron board. Even if you are not afraid of the dark, you can't be better than a corpse.
This game lasted for two hours. Everyone was playing back and forth. Some were banging the table and shouting at each other, some were playing with people's minds and inciting everyone, and some were screamed out of the dark room by others and laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt. In the end, everyone had a great time.
Shuang Ling carried the cat out of the house, still not satisfied, and said, "It's really fun. I heard that the non-metaphysical school also plays this game internally. When deciding who will get off the bus, we'll have a competition. Brother Lin, let's play again next time we have a chance."
As for the team leader, I guess this is not possible.
Lin Zhi smiled and nodded: "Okay."
"Brother Lin, Team Leader, goodbye."
Shuang Ling got in the car and waved to them.
When the train was out of sight, Lin Zhi and the others looked at the large poster of the train game outside the mall and said, "This game is very popular."
This game has a high degree of freedom, so it can be adapted to many occasions.
If there really is a special situation, the more people who recognize it, the more bizarre it will probably become.
"The higher and more complex the emotions of suspicion, anger and joy are, the more they are welcomed by evil spirits."
Lian Qing seemed to see human emotions gathering in the air like incense, and being enjoyed by unknown beings.
Lian Qing hoped it was an illusion, but he believed in his own judgment.
He was somewhat annoyed by these evil spirits causing trouble and interrupting his sweet date with his lover.
When Gu Xing came to seal the coffin the next day, Lian Qing reminded him of the relevant matters.
"Okay, I'll pay attention. By the way, Senior Brother, this is a talisman..."
"There are seven hundred blanks in there. Bring back double that number in three days."
Gu Xing: “…”
He cursed in his heart, his eyes became sharper when he was a ghost than when he was a human. You know this is your bad luck, right?
And you don't have to raise your hand to show me the ring on your hand. From the moment you took it off to the time you put it on, you've already inadvertently shown it to me five times!
Three days later, Gu Xing came to the door, but he came empty-handed without any talisman paper.
Lin Zhi looked at his solemn expression and the rare sight of his eyes wide open, and knew that things might be a little tricky.
"Brother is right. Hundreds of people have disappeared mysteriously all over the country. They all played that game."
"There have been three missing persons deaths. The divisional officers went to check and their souls were gone."
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