Chapter 131: The Strange Hospital (32)
Looking at the different expressions of the three people in front of him, Yan Ming's smile had some more ingredients called "cruelty":
"As I said, the rules of the game are simple...... I'll ask each of you three questions, and if you answer the truth, you'll get a soul chip. Otherwise, I will take away my soul and experience the torment of hell. β
As soon as the words fell, Tang Juyi immediately asked:
"What if you don't know the answer to your question?"
Yan Ming decisively denied this possibility:
"No, the problems you face will be your own, and there will be no vague options."
Tang Juyi did not stop there:
"So if we succeed in getting the soul chips, will we face the next round of questions? Until we are robbed of our souls? β
Yan Ming, who played with the chips in his hand, once again denied Tang Juyi's conjecture:
"You're mistaken, I'm not interested in this kind of word trap. When all the questions have been answered, I will naturally tell you the truth about the hospital. β
Tang Juyi let out an "oh", and then leaned back on the back of the chair quite comfortably:
"Okay, let's get started, I think they both should understand."
Ya Wushuang, who was still thinking, raised his head suddenly:
"Hey! Don't just make decisions for others! β
Lan Tian looked at Ya Wushuang with disdain:
"I understand, what are you still thinking? Do you have paste in your head? β
Ya Wushuang wanted to defend himself, but as Yan Ming stretched out his index finger, his language ability was completely banned.
Tang Juyi also found that he had lost the ability to "speak", and couldn't help but think in his heart:
"Is this the beginning? So the first person to be asked will be Lan Tian? β
Sure enough, a small dice were rolled from Yan Ming's hand, and after rolling on the table for a moment, it came to a steady stop, revealing a strange pattern.
At this time, everyone saw clearly that the dice had seventy-two sides, and each side seemed to have a different pattern, which looked extremely strange.
Yan Ming stared at the pattern of the dice facing upwards, and then raised an interesting smile:
"Interesting, that's an interesting question......"
Tang Juyi looked at the dice, and then at Yan Ming, although he said that he couldn't speak, everything he wanted to say was already written on his face:
"How do you know what to ask from the dice?"
Yan Ming withdrew the dice in his hand, then looked at the nervous Lan Tian, and asked softly:
"On your fifteenth birthday, you were drunken and insulted by your adoptive father and beaten up, didn't you?"
Crackling!
This sentence was like a sharp sword, drawing a deep scar in Lan Tian's heart, making the pain and unbearableness that she had almost forgotten emerge in one go.
Lan Tian didn't expect to face such a problem at all, because everything about the original incident had been buried in the corner of the memory attic, sealed as the most hated dust.
Gada......
Lan Tian's knuckles turned white and made an overwhelmed sound, as if he was suppressing his emotions.
Ya Wushuang, who also heard the content of the question clearly, had complicated eyes, looked at Lan Tian with his head down, and a little pity appeared for a while.
Tang Juyi's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his gaze at Lan Tian was also a little surprised. To be honest, he didn't expect this short-haired girl who looked delicate and quiet to have such a past.
Lan Tian still had his head down, and the sound of his breathing came through his clenched teeth, apparently experiencing huge mood swings.
After a long time, an extremely slight "yes" came out of Lan Tian's mouth.
There was silence.
Yan Ming threw the dice in his hand, and his smile was full of incomprehensible meaning:
"Okay...... Next, it was the lad's turn. β
Ya Wushuang was shocked, and looked at Yan Ming with some uneasiness, not knowing what kind of question he would face.
Yan Ming threw the dice again, and this time the throw made his expression look even more excited.
"Your questionβ"
"How did you feel when you stabbed your brother in the heart with a knife?"
At this moment, even Lan Tian, who had not yet recovered from the shadows, raised his head in surprise and looked at Ya Wushuang in disbelief.
Tang Juyi's eyes also widened, surprised by the content of this question.
Ya Wushuang's eyes changed suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he was filled with a rich evil aura.
"Relieved."
This is the answer given by Ya Wushuang. When he said these four words, his eyes were cold and terrifying, but Yan Ming, who was staring at him, was even more interested because of this.
"Hahaha...... Interesting, really interesting......"
Yan Ming rubbed the dice in his hand, and looked at Ya Wushuang's eyes with a taste of appreciating the artwork.
"Don't you have any other means than to stimulate our emotions with these shady questions? It's really disappointing. β
Looking at Yan Ming on the other side, Ya Wushuang also said in a cold voice.
This sentence is not just out of anger, it is actually a reminder. Ya Wushuang was able to control his emotions, but he was worried that Lan Tian would not be able to do it, so he also pointed out the methods used to solve these problems, hoping that Lan Tian could recover quickly.
As for Tang Juyi? For a person like him who can talk and laugh even with his hands broken, Ya Wushuang really doesn't feel the need to worry about his state of mind.
Yan Ming didn't give a direct response to Ya Wushuang's question, just smiled slightly, and then turned to Tang Juyi, who was also smiling excitedly:
"You look like you're looking forward to it."
As he spoke, Yan Ming threw out the dice.
As the dice rolled down on the table, Tang Juyi's language ability was finally liberated, and he lived up to expectations and mocked Yan Ming:
"Well, I can't wait to see what ridiculously stupid snarky questions can come up in your young mind."
As soon as these words came out, the chill in Ya Wushuang's eyes eased a lot, and even Lan Tian had a sense of relief pleasure.
Yan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Really? I hope you don't regret it. β
Then, Yan Ming looked at the dice that stopped on the table, and then looked at Tang Juyi with a smile:
"After you caused the death of your own parents, did you ever hate yourself?"
Tang Juyi was not surprised by this question, the smile on his face was still the same, and he even leisurely cocked Erlang's legs:
"To be honest, I don't hate, I even have a strong feeling of gratitude. If it weren't for my stupidity, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to enjoy my life now. β
After saying this, Tang Juyi even looked at Yan Ming with a provocative gaze:
"What, that's it? I thought you would be able to perform a little bit more than a little bit and be more or less worthy of your certificate in the field of psychiatry. β
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