Wei Liang escaped. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not that the banshee is kind, it's actually a bitch, and she doesn't plan to let him go at all. There was just an accident.

The wall was broken open by an external force, and a big sword was inserted, Wei Liang seized the opportunity, spread the fire cicada wings and flew out.

There was a giant standing outside, as high as the mountain, and the momentum was amazing.

The banshee took on its original form, a large ray-like monster, wounded in the back, howling in anger and wrestling with the giants.

Wei Liang took the opportunity to run away.

He flew for a long time before stopping. I didn't have to be afraid, I just regretted it, if I had listened to the persuasion earlier, I wouldn't have had so much trouble.

In fact, he is quite attentive to those four stories, not perfunctory. The heart demon and Xiaobai are two short stories that he likes very much, the former interprets the evil in people's hearts - many times we do evil, not because we are bad by nature, but because we are oppressed by many external factors, and we can't help ourselves, and most of the wicked people in the world are involuntary wicked people (forced by the system and environment, refer to the Stanford Prison Experiment). As for Xiaobai, it is a spring rain-like sorrow, not intense, not surging, but endless. And the history of violence is his temporary fiction, because there is no fear, he has a lot of crazy ideas on the earth, only one step away from a perverted murderer, many times he has the desire to commit crimes, his IQ is higher than ordinary people, but he doesn't like to play the perfect murder routine, it's too cumbersome, it's so troublesome to kill someone, just stab him to death, hearty, shoot if he shoots, what are you afraid of, this is the first way of thinking of people who have no fear. "I" and "Brother Grave" can be seen as the two shadows of his subconscious, that is, the violence suppressed by reason.

According to Freud's doctrine, when one's desires are suppressed, they do not disappear, but lie dormant in the subconscious, and once they find the right environment, they will take root (this is called the inner demon in Buddhism). For example, a person who is losing weight wants to eat meat, if he doesn't eat it today, he won't eat it tomorrow, and he will definitely eat it the day after tomorrow.

And the last girlfriend is a little insight when he was on earth. He has lived at the bottom and has been in contact with many people in the lower class, which makes him feel sad, fairy tales are all lies, and Dick Si's counterattack is just a legend. In the lower class, he summed up in only two words - numbness.

Li Xiaohu is lucky.

Most of the dicks aren't that lucky. Schizophrenia, split personality, the biggest possibility is to make people a madman, rather than a superb girlfriend like Ling'er.

But in any case, he had gone through an adventure after all, and if the cyclops hadn't appeared, he might have died. On this island of crisis, the hints on the sticky notes are the truth, and it's best not to go against them.

This mission is ten days of survival, and today is the fourth day, and he can see the countdown.

He is adventurous, but this is not Montchi, and there is no benefit to taking risks, only dangers. He decided to find a safe place to hide.

He dug a pit and planned to get into it, like an ant, hiding it so that no one could find it.

After digging only one meter, he fell.

It turns out that there is also the underworld.

It's a huge underground space, no smaller than the ground floor. There is also light here, and although it is not known where the light comes from, it is bright and the visibility is very good.

There is a city below, with a strange architectural style, different from the earth, different from Kyushu, and different from Montechi, and I don't know what kind of habitat it is.

He felt that this place was not suitable for a long time, and planned to fly up, but he could not find the exit. Wei Liang clearly remembered that the opening was on the top of his head, but now it was gone. There are only two possibilities, the first is that the ground is moving, and the second is that the ground is moving.

He decided to blast away, but the ground above was so strong that it had little effect.

That being the case, go with the flow. Who can guarantee that it will be safe from above? Maybe the survival rate is even higher underground.

He landed.

The city is very old, it seems to be very old, empty, lifeless, it should be a dead city.

Coming to a dead city for no reason should be a terrifying thing, but Wei Liang doesn't think so, he thinks that dead things are the safest. On the contrary, the real demons are always the living.

Hiding here might be a good option.

He found a place to hide, sat in a comfortable and guarded position, with food and water in the storage bag, and stayed like this for a year, for fear of something happening.

Sure enough, something happened.

A voice came from the side.

"Dude?"

A little hesitant, a little hesitant.

Wei Liang turned his head and saw a man. The light is relatively dim, and you can't see your real appearance, you can only see a silhouette, relatively thin, flat-headed, bare-chested, and it seems that there are tattoos.

"You're an adventurer too, aren't you?" The man asked.

"Yes."

"It's great, you can count it as meeting a living person." There was joy in the flat-headed man's voice.

Wei Liang felt that he was a little abnormal. Adventurers are not good people, and it may not be a good thing to meet, and there is no reason why he should be so happy.

The flat-headed man said, "We should help each other. ”

Wei Liang smiled gently: "You are right. ”

The flat-headed man sat down next to him, kept a distance of three meters, and threw a cigarette.

It's a friendly gesture.

Wei Liang didn't answer and said, "Thank you, don't smoke." ”

It's not that he doesn't smoke, it's out of prudence. There's nothing wrong with being cautious in a game of death.

The flat-headed man took the cigarette back with his ability, wiped the dirt off it, put it back in the cigarette case, and asked, "So far, how are you doing?" ”

Wei Liang nodded: "It's okay." What about you? ”

The flat-headed man exhaled a puff of white smoke and sighed, "The five people in my group all died, and only I survived." ”

Wei Liang was already accustomed to seeing death, and asked calmly, "What happened?" ”

The flat-headed man palpitated: "It's very dangerous here, there are traps everywhere, you can't prevent it, and if you don't pay attention, it will be fatal." ”

Wei Liang smiled and said, "Be careful." After a pause, he asked, "How did you get here?" ”

The flat-headed man said, "I've always been here." The game is teleported to this at the very beginning. ”

When Wei Liang heard this, he knew that he had survived here for three days, and he should have some general understanding, so he could ask him for advice, so he said, "This place looks empty, and there doesn't seem to be any danger. ”

The flat-headed man sneered and said, "It's just the calm before the storm." In an hour, the city will come back to life and become a man-eating monster. ”

Wei Liang was skeptical of this and asked, "What do you say?" ”

After smoking a cigarette, the flat-headed man threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and was silent for a long time before saying, "You will know after experiencing it once." ”

Wei Liang asked, "Is it here that your companion died?" ”

The flat-headed man nodded abruptly.

"Is there any way to escape?"

"I've tried, but I can't escape, it's like a cage."

Wei Liang narrowed his eyes: "Then how did you survive?" ”

The flat-headed man grinned: "Luck." ”

Wei Liang smiled and said: "No, luck is also part of strength, you must have a unique method, but you don't want to share it with me." ”

The flat-headed man was seen through his mind, and he was not embarrassed, just laughing.

Wei Liang looked at him intently, his eyes were harmless to humans and animals, but with the persistence of not giving up until he reached his goal.

After a few seconds, the flat-headed man compromised and said, "Actually, there is nothing to be told about. Since you want to know, I'll tell you that it's not necessarily a good thing. ”

"Listen up."

"Before the city wakes up, we'll get a sticky note with a life-saving recipe that if used correctly, we can avoid the crisis."

"It turned out to be this. I already knew. ”

"You don't know."

"There's a doorway here?"

The flat-headed man nodded and said, "Remember Taling's last words?" ”

Wei Liang remembered that making good use of the information on the sticky notes can increase the probability of survival.

The flat-headed man said mysteriously: "Do you know the meaning of the word 'make good use'?" ”

"I've studied languages, I know."

"It has nothing to do with language. Not all the tips on the sticky notes are true, some of them are correct and can make people live, but some of them are lies and traps that deliberately lead us in the wrong direction. ”

Wei Liang didn't react, but smiled more.

Interesting.

He asked, "How do you know?" ”

The flat-headed man sighed lightly and said, "My five companions died because they believed in sticky notes too much. ”

So there are two kinds of sticky notes – truth sticky notes and lie sticky notes. Do we need to learn to discern the information they provide? ”

"That's right."

Wei Liang didn't know if what he said was true or not, he couldn't read minds, and he couldn't see the other party's inner thoughts. But from the point of view of interests, the situation becomes clear, what good is it for the other party to deceive itself?

Can't think of anything good for the time being, so there's no need for him to lie to people.

Let's just take it for granted.

It seems that the previous perception was wrong, and the hint on the sticky note was not the truth. As for the banshee, it was just luck that she happened to meet the truth note, but Wei Liang didn't believe in evil, broke in, wrote four stories and escaped inexplicably.

The flat-headed man shuddered suddenly.

Wei Liang cast a puzzled look.

The flat-headed man said in a panic: "The city is about to wake up." ”

Wei Liang asked calmly: "What are we going to do?" ”

The flat-headed man looked around, as if looking for something.

Wei Liang asked, "Are you looking for a sticky note?" ”

The flat-headed man said anxiously: "Help find it together, only sticky notes can help us survive!" ”

After rummaging for a while, he finally dug out a note in the pile of rubble behind him, opened it in a hurry, glanced at it hurriedly, and said to Wei Liang: "Let's go to church!" ”

Wei Liang didn't move, but asked with a smile: "Why?" ”

The flat-headed man said anxiously: "I don't have time to explain!" ”

Wei Liang said: "No, you have to give me an explanation. ”

The flat-headed man was even more anxious, and roared: "That's what the sticky note says, once the city is resurrected, the church is the only safe place, and if you don't go, you will die!" ”

Wei Liang was not annoyed, and said lightly: "But you just said that the information on the note may be fake." ”

The thin lips of the flat-headed man drew a cold arc, and said, "I'd rather believe it than believe it." The church may be in danger, but staying here is a sure death. ”

Wei Liang was silent.

He also had a sticky note, which was in his pocket, and he had just quietly read it.

There is also a line written on it: Don't trust him.