Wubi dreamed that he was climbing a mountain.

It was very dark, and the people around me were rubbing shoulders and walking slowly and leisurely.

Mountains in the distance stretch with no end in sight.

What kind of mountain is this? How did you get here? Looking at the crowded appearance of this person, at least it's the scale of Golden Week, right?

Wu Bi still remembers that he climbed Mount Hua on the eve of the National Day one year, and the people on the road were like the walking dead, you and I groped forward step by step, lined up to gather at the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise, and the scene was the same as now.

So I'm dreaming?

Just thinking about it, Wu Bi was hit on the shoulder by a strong man with a tiger's back and a full armor beside him.

Wu Bi swept over and found that this guy was a knight from the Middle Ages - his golden hair was half long, hanging down his shoulders, and his turquoise blue eyes showed tenacity.

And what about cosplay?

Thinking wildly, Wu Bi was slammed on his heel by the knight in armor again, and the pain index was five stars, and his feet seemed to be trampled into eight petals by him.

This dream is too real - Wu Bi has never felt pain in a dream, and suddenly feels very fresh.

"Big brother, look at it......" Wu Bi said subconsciously, but found that he just opened and closed his mouth and couldn't spit out a sound.

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Wu Bi scolded something, but there was still no sound, and he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was weird. He wanted to pat the shoulder of the people around him, but found that he was completely unable to command his body, so he could only walk forward with the crowd.

So Wu Bi struggled desperately to regain control of his body. As a result, he tried his best, but he could only slow down the pace to the first line, and he accidentally blocked the people behind, causing chaos in the team.

"Brother, stop struggling. A bare-chested little imp with horns flew up to Wu Bi, "You're dead, you're dead." ”

"It's like the millions of people who are with you are dying no more. The little ghost flew abruptly, unwinding Wu Bi's silence, expecting him to say something.

Wu Bixin said that this dream was too weird, and he didn't say anything when he saw the little ghost flying around, trying to think about how he got here.

"Giggles, you still don't believe it?" The little ghost rushed in front of Wu Bi and took out a small notebook, "I'll check it...... You've been hit by a car and died! You're finished. ”

As soon as the little ghost's words fell, Wu Bi instantly remembered the cause and effect.

On the way to school, Wu Ru, as usual, rode his permanent brand retro bar on Jiefang Road.

As usual, Wu Bi met the classmate who was riding a shock-absorbing gearbox.

Before a red light, the two tacitly knew it, but they knew that the Jiefang Road bicycle race between the two was about to start again today.

The countdown is three-two-one, and the two start.

The first half of the road was still as close as ever, and finally in the last five-consecutive hairpin corner, Wu Bi surpassed his classmates and conquered today's liberation road.

But misfortune soon struck - Wu Bi was hit by a car that ran a red light, ending his life.

"I'm not done, I'm winning. "Wu Bi corrected the imp seriously - victory or defeat is very important to him. Now Wu Bi regrets very much that he didn't have time to look back at his classmates coldly after the victory and enjoy the fruits of the victory.

"Eh, aren't you crying? The imp pinched his chin, "Your name is ...... Wu Bi?"

"That's right, the world's incomparable Wu Bi. Wu Bi nodded, "Today is the little prince of the bicycle on the Liberation Road." ”

The little ghost looked at the word "Wu Bi" on the list, squinted his eyes and said, "You don't know how to read?"

One soul and one ghost, there is nothing to say for a while.

Wu Bi didn't speak, of course he was thinking about the current situation - he won and died, why is he doing now? He has only lived for sixteen years, and there are so many things that he has not won, and he died?

Seeing Wu Bi's frowning appearance, the little ghost took care of himself and said, "Do you regret it?"

You earthlings always say that the next time you are reincarnated in a good person, but this is very wrong. The imp raised his finger and caught Wu Bi's attention.

"Do you see the big stove up ahead? oh, I can't see you. As he spoke, the little ghost grabbed Wu Bi's shoulders and pulled him into the air.

Wu Bi followed the direction pointed by the little ghost and saw that at the end of the mountain road was a cliff, and below the cliff was a melting pot as majestic as a city.

"That's the soul refining furnace, all the dead souls are thrown down, and they are all smashed and refined!" The little ghost held Wu Bi in one hand and made a crushing gesture, "In the end, you are not you, your bravery is broken into eight parts, and distributed to others;

"Reincarnation is like this, refining a completely new person, and throwing one's brain into the mortal world!" the little ghost scolded Fang Xuan, "Consciousness, personality...... It's all shattered!"

"How is it, are you afraid?" the little ghost turned his head around Wu Bi's face, trying to find his fear.

Wu Bi is not afraid, but he knows that it is useless to be afraid - if what the little ghost said is true, then what he has to do now should be to find a way to leave the mountain; if what the little ghost said is false, this is a dream, then it doesn't matter whether he is afraid or not, anyway, there is always a time to wake up from the dream.

At this time, Wu Bi went to look at the pedestrians on the mountain again, and found that their eyes were shining with fear, and it was likely that they had also noticed that the situation was not good.

Among them were the knight, a young man with glasses who looked weak, and even a middle-aged man who was already in tears.

Although their eyes twinkled, they could not take back control of their bodies, and like Wu Bi, they could only move forward with the crowd.

At this time, Wu Bi recalled the kick that the knight stepped on the surface of his feet just now, and realized that this should be the knight's struggle. While Wu Bi was thinking, the crowd behind him surged, and new souls continued to fall on the mountain and join the team climbing the mountain.

"Don't worry, before jumping off the cliff, I will give you a bowl of soup to drink. The little ghost took a sip of saliva, "Some of you people in the world, call this thing Meng Po soup, and I don't know who made it up." In fact, it's an anesthetic, so that it won't hurt so much when you are crushed. How's that going? We're still very human, aren't we?"

"Actually, if it hurts too much, it will affect the color of the soul and become a little sour. The little ghost nodded Wu Bi's shoulder, "It's the same as you killing pigs!"

Seeing that Wu Bi never answered, the little ghost finally felt a little bored, pursed his lips, and was about to stuff Wu Bi back into the climbing team: "Cut, it's boring, I want to change someone to play......"

Now, Wu Bi believes that he is really dead.

It's better to be dead!

Didn't you say that jumping into the furnace was really over?

That's better than slow! At least win over the group of numb souls around you, and live one second more is a second! and then slowly think of a way to escape from here!

The crowd was still moving forward, and Wu Bi could already see the people in the front row, taking a sip of soup and jumping.

They landed in the Soul Refining Furnace, and with a pop, the water splashed very well.

Although Wu Bi gave them ten points in his heart, he would never want to dive like them.

Wu Bi surged with great courage and controlled his body, slowing down to almost a standstill. Letting go of the silent souls around him, Wu Bi finally froze himself on the road and became the only still soul on the soul road.

A "ding" sounded, and an interface suddenly appeared in Wu Bi's mind, with three big words in the title: "It's cold." ”

"+100 victory points. A line of prompt text lights up on the interface.

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What's the victory point?

Immediately after that, Wu Bi saw another interface light up, marked with the words "reward exchange", but all the entries below were locked by the small lock, and he didn't know what to use it for.

At this moment, Wu Bi was hunched and frozen in place, like a question mark standing in the crowd.

On the large dark interface, there are only a few lines of words, plus a red button.

Although Wu Bi was very confused, but when he saw this interface light up, he subconsciously sensed that this was an opportunity - others were walking on the edge of this cliff, like a flock of lambs to be slaughtered, only his own side had changed slightly. So no matter what this change is, you should seize it and fight for it, right?

What's more, Wu Bi, who has loved since childhood?

When he was in the third grade of primary school, Wu Bi heard his mother say, you see how good Xiao Ming's midterm grades are next door. So in the next semester, Wu Bi worked hard, took Xiao Ming next door to the glory every day, and finally succeeded in surpassing Xiao Ming in the final exam.

In the second year of junior high school, my mother said that Xiaolan in the same community was thrifty and sensible, and she was not like Wu Bi who spent money lavishly. So Wu Bi made a desperate bet and bought a set of Hanfu as Xiaolan's birthday gift, and took Xiaolan into the pit of Hanfu.

In addition to this method of winning, Wu Bi's competition of course also has dignified times - just like the Liberation Road Race, Wu Bi is going all out to compete with his classmates every day, otherwise he would not just want to turn back and be handsome, and he didn't avoid the car that ran the red light and died here.

Having said that, looking at the large dark interface, Wu You couldn't help but think about the role of the red button on the interface - after all, in addition to the 100 victory points now, only this red button can be pressed, do you want to try?

But it seems that some wise man said, don't press the red button? Wu Bi was a little entangled.

The little ghost hadn't noticed Wu Bi, who was not moving, and had already floated to the side of the cliff at this moment.

Watching the spirits jump off the cliff like dumplings, the little ghost muttered: "A dead man jumps off the cliff, puff, puff, two dead people jump off the cliff, puff puff ......"

The little ghost saw the knight who was originally in front of Wu Bi, and he was about to walk to the edge of the cliff, but he didn't see Wu Bi's figure. Puzzled, the little ghost looked up, only to find that Wu Bi was still standing in place, not moving a single step!

The little imp was stunned - he had never seen this kind of behavior in thousands of years. There are powerful souls who have broken free from the shackles and either come at them or turn around and run.

What's the matter with this kid? What kind of pose are you standing there?

The little ghost floated in front of Wu Bi, looked at Wu Bi's immobile appearance, and scratched his head.

Wu Bi didn't want to turn around and run, but he was able to freeze and not move, and he had done all his best.

So the little ghost and Wu Bi looked at each other and reached a stalemate.

"Shall I take a picture of you?" said the imp, "eggplant?"

Wu Bi didn't answer, thinking about whether to press the red button.

"It's hard for me to do this. The little ghost poked Wu Bi, Wu Bi shook for a while, but still didn't move.

"Then I'll help you dive, die early and live early. The imp finally made a decision and was ready to throw Wu Bi off the cliff manually.

Wu Bi felt the heat rushing to his face, and he no longer had time to think about what the button was for—even if it was a bomb, he had to try it now.

As soon as his mind moved, the red button was pressed by Wu Bisheng.

There was a humming sound, as if an electric light had been turned on, and the red night sky was instantly lit up.

The little ghost shouted "wow", looked at the other side of the sky in shock, and shouted tremblingly: "Die!