Chapter 169

"When it's your birthday, we'll give you two more red envelopes, okay? Don't worry about things that happened so many years ago, okay? We finally met."

The middle-aged man smiled and took his hand back, stuffing his dry wallet into his waist pocket.

"I think we need to discuss this matter again."

Amo said hesitantly.

"What else is there to discuss?"

The middle-aged man was a little confused.

"It's normal for a child to be unwilling to accept us when he suddenly sees us. Let him go into the room and clean up. He looks tired and must have walked a lot. He will be fine after resting."

The middle-aged woman said with a smile.

They really look like a very amiable pair of elders.

It would be great if they were not my parents.

Amo looked at the two of them and thought.

"Go and have a rest."

The middle-aged man patted Amo on the shoulder.

Ah Mo returned to his room and patted his shoulders. He didn't pat his shoulders because he was afraid of accidentally extinguishing his three fires.

When he was a child, he heard a saying that people have three fires on their heads, one on their shoulders and two on their shoulders. If there is a ghost behind them, they will reach out a hand to extinguish the fire on their shoulders.

If one fire is extinguished, it is easy to see a ghost, if two fires are extinguished, it is easy to get sick, and if three fires are extinguished, it is easy to die.

If the two people outside are really ghosts, then it is very normal and very scary for them to want to hit his shoulders.

There was a knock on the door.

But there were no footsteps before the knock.

If Ah Mo had a fantasy in his heart before the knock on the door, thinking that the two people outside were not ghosts, he no longer has this idea now.

There is nothing wrong with his memory.

"I don't want to go out."

Ah Mo said, looking at the things in his hand.

"It's getting dark, don't you notice? Come out quickly, we have prepared candles and lighters for you, light the candles and make a wish, and we will share the cake, okay?"

The middle-aged woman outside the door said softly.

"No, don't disturb me."

Amo replied.

"Didn't you always hope that we could come to see you? Why are you not happy to see us now? Why didn't you say that on the phone? You are so sad."

The middle-aged man said calmly.

Amo was silent for a while, perhaps thinking that he would answer later, the two people outside the door did not continue to talk.

"I felt very happy when I was alone, but I don't feel happy at all after you came. If you really want to do this for my own good, can you leave this house now?"

Amo asked.

"No, your birthday isn't over yet, how can we leave now?"

said the middle-aged woman.

"Yeah, don't be angry with us, just come out now."

The middle-aged man seemed to be taking out the key, and the door rang twice, and it was about to open.

"Even if you can come in, what can you do? Will a fire burn me? I don't want to celebrate my birthday with you."

Amo said.

"This can't be generalized."

The middle-aged woman pushed open the door and walked in and said.

"Whatever you think."

Amo sat on the edge of his bed, looked at them and answered.

They walked in, and there was no light on in the dark room outside the window, and they just looked at him.

After a long silence, everything in front of him burst like a bubble.

When he woke up, he found that he was still holding the musical instrument behind the bride's sedan chair. The instrument did not need him to make any sound because it could make the sound by itself.

The instrument was very firm and stuck in his palm. If he did not deliberately drop it, it would not fall.

He felt very tired. His body did not seem to belong to him completely because he felt his legs moving forward, which was not his intention.

His body was very stiff.

After walking for a long time, the instrument in his hand suddenly lost its sound. He felt that his body stood there for a long time, and the people around him did not move.

He almost thought that he was not among the living, but among a group of zombies.

Su the matchmaker suddenly appeared from nowhere.

"The band can take a break now,"

said Su the matchmaker, waving the handkerchief in her hand.

A group of people walked onto the steps on the side of the road, and he was able to put the things in his hands down from his palms. He lowered his head to look at his hands, and the skin on his palms was broken.

A bloody pink color.

He didn't feel any pain before because this kind of wound seemed to be caused by abrasion, not a quick accidental knife injury. There were no blisters, so it was not a normal abrasion. It

didn't hurt much before the wound was discovered, but after the wound was discovered, the wound became cold and painful when it was blown by the wind in the air.

His hands were shaking a little because of the wound. He frowned and wiped the wound on his clothes, then turned his head to look left and right.

Green was sitting not far from him. His hands were covered in blood, which was sticky and even more than his. However, he had wiped the blood off on his clothes.

Bai Meiyu was sitting next to Green. She took out a white handkerchief from somewhere, wiped the blood off as well, then crumpled the handkerchief and put it back into her pocket.

"Did you see anything?"

Amo sighed and asked them in a low voice.

"If you mean that he suddenly went from being an orphan to having both parents, a happy family, and a bunch of relatives and friends living in a big house, eating big meals, and living a happy life, then I saw it,"

Green replied.

"What I saw was pretty much the same as what you saw."

Bai Meiyu glanced at Green and said with a smile.

"We are all orphans, right? Although being an orphan can also be very happy and not too sad, people like things they can't get.

Besides, most people think orphans are sad.

Even if the two of us really don't feel sad about being orphans, we will be affected if others feel sad.

After a long time, maybe we really can't tell whether we are happy or not, and what we like."

Green answered.

"What happened afterwards? Did you see other things? Or other people, other scenes or something."

Amo asked.

"I didn't see anything else, maybe because I didn't find those situations attractive at all, and even a little boring, so I was thrown out."

Bai Meiyu said.

"I think the first scene is perfunctory. Although I am not interested, it feels worse to be perfunctory. I think you are chosen to be the one to be killed this time."

Green said to Amo.

"But I am not dead now. What will happen?"

Amo asked with a frown.

"Maybe death will be transferred to someone else."

Aruo said.

"If it is transferred to you, you will die. I don't think you are stronger than him."

Aqiang looked at Aruo and said.

"What about you? If you are careless, you will die faster than me."

Aruo said.

"Can we put aside the question of who will die first for the time being?"

Amo sighed.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Aqiang asked.

"It's okay if I die. If I am alive and just a little unlucky, it won't be a big deal."

Amo replied.

"Then let's analyze the situation this time."

A Qiang said.

"It seems that the death rule this time is:

if you put down the things in your hands in the illusion, it is equivalent to putting down the musical instrument in reality and you will be killed. When you are in the band, the musical instrument is our life-saving talisman.

However, as far as I know, if someone tells the rule while the rule is in progress, that is, guesses the content of the rule, the rule may change.

I once told a rule, and the people around me didn't know about it and continued to follow the previous rule, and they all died.

There was a person who thought that he would not turn into a cow or a sheep if he ate grass, but Because the rules were spoken, the rules changed, and became the exact opposite. He ate the grass and died immediately.

After death, the body will turn into a cow or sheep.

I saw with my own eyes that the others fell into the pot with the corpse. They jumped in like zombies. Fortunately, I didn’t become like that.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t have seen me.

Later, they melted in the pot like beef in a pressure cooker, and the bones fell off. But the fallen bones were still cow and sheep bones, and there was no difference when they fell to the ground. "

Aqiang said.

"This part of mine," Aruo lifted up his clothes, "is where I turned into a sheep and was trapped and roasted on a stove. They cut off a part with a knife and ate it.

I couldn't grow another piece, so this

part has been empty ever since. Fortunately, you can't see anything here because I'm wearing clothes."

Everyone else saw that piece.

The surrounding part is the normal part, and the middle part is the abnormal part. The abnormal part is missing a large piece, and it is sunken in. The edge is a dark brown scar. The inside is wrinkled and the color is lighter.

It looks like it went in diagonally and turned a corner from the inside and came out again. It must have been a very sharp knife.

The missing part is at least as big as three fists.

"It looks like they almost dug into the kidney, but you didn't die at that time. How did you stop the bleeding?"

Green asked.

"I don't know. They seemed to have sprinkled some seasoning on me, and they also made me eat the piece of meat I cut off myself. After that, I don't know."

Aruo said.

"Let's talk about the current problem."

Amo said.

"There's no point in talking about it. Su the matchmaker is here."

Green stood up with a frown on his face.

"You seem to dislike me. Do you know what news I brought? If you don't like it, I won't tell you, and you can just wait to die here."

Su the matchmaker said with disgust.

"That's really not the case. We welcome you. How could we not welcome you? We are alive today, thanks to you."

Aqiang laughed all of a sudden, as if he was gifted in this area.

"You don't count."

Su the matchmaker glanced at him.