Lin Jian's heart suddenly thumped, but he soon regained his composure. He just said in a deep voice: "Whether it is the god of death or a madman, they all have the same right to live."
Target: Ruan Yuan...
Yiyang High School.
[Announcement to the whole school: The werewolf game is officially over. Congratulations to the werewolf camp for winning! All members will be rewarded with a red envelope of 3,000 yuan. The best player in the game is Lin Jian, Class 2 and 6, who will receive an extra ghost crystal and a roulette lottery ticket x1.]
[There are a total of 19 good guys in the losing camp, including Wang Cancan and Huo Xuan... and they will be punished: Ghost Heart Devouring. 】
[Note: Ghosts eating the heart is a way of death without any pain. The human heart, as the feed of ghosts, dies in an instant. 】
Lin Jian, who returned to the door of the teaching building through the time and space vortex, seemed to comfort himself for a while after hearing this announcement, "Compared to being cut in half, ghosts eating the heart can be considered a kind of relief."
As soon as he finished consoling him, Wei Tianpeng's shouts came from the side: "Brother, I'm here to kneel down for you!"
Although he said he was kneeling, he actually didn't. Wei Tianpeng just gestured that his life could be saved by Lin Jian. Besides Jing Yi, this was his second eldest brother.
"It's been a pleasure cooperating with you. I owe you a favor this time." Ye Yan extended her hand to show friendship.
"No, everyone's contribution is great."
Ye Yan and Wei Tianpeng were walking in front of the forest. Zhang Hanmeng whispered a few words in Lin Jian's ear and left with a smile.
However, the long-haired woman who walked over at this time was not a good person. "Hey, my benefactor, how are you thinking about it? Do you want to be a cow or a horse for you?" Xie Mengmeng walked aside with a smile.
A game of life and death.
"Hey, which class are you in? He has a girlfriend. Don't get involved." Ye Yan helped Lin find out. Wei Tianpeng on the side also quickly added: "My eldest brother's girlfriend is much prettier than you. You
Don't be wishful thinking, but if you want to be with me...right..."
Wei Tianpeng showed a silly smile.
"Get out!" Xie Mengmeng rolled her eyes at Wei Tianpeng, and then said before leaving: "I'm from Class 8. You can think about it again. We can be (running) friends. I don't recommend it if you have a girlfriend.
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Lin Jian ignored her, but silently sighed, are girls so open-minded nowadays...
Why haven't I discovered this before?
It was already night when I returned to school. This was the fifth night since the ghost master attacked.
As soon as I opened the door, the class burst into cheers.
Liang Zishu took the lead, and the students shouted in unison: "Congratulations to everyone on your triumphant return!"
"Thank you, thank you, you don't know how difficult and dangerous the werewolf game is, thank you to me." Wei Tianpeng boasted unceremoniously, it doesn't matter who is the best player in the game, it's not live broadcast anyway, no one knows what happened.
What.
"You can pull Wei Tianpeng down. We can see every move you make. It's obviously Mr. Lin who is leading the flight, but you're a bastard and you still talk so much nonsense." Lei Mingjie, who was sitting in front of him, said mercilessly.
Break him down.
"Okay, okay, go back to your seat, Han Lu will be here soon."
After squad leader Liang Zishu spoke, everyone quickly realized that tonight's evening self-study was about to begin again, and the death mission was about to continue.
When Lin Jian returned to his seat, he noticed that the corners of Li'er's eyes were a little moist, and thought: "Could it be that someone has been bullied during this time?!"
He whispered: "Li'er, what's wrong with your eyes?"
Xi Lier quickly rubbed the corners of her eyes and said cheerfully: "It's okay, maybe the sand got into her eyes."
After saying this, Xi Lier blinked her beautiful brown eyes, her white jade-like little hands unconsciously touched Lin Jian's cheek, and her petite red lips whispered, "Fortunately, you are fine."
Seeing that Lin was frozen there, he didn't dare to move. He couldn't hear anything he said clearly. What if this beautiful moment was ruined by himself?
"Ding!"
The bell rang for evening self-study.
Han Lu changed into a simple black dress and walked into the class door, not as fast as at first.
"Since our class has the largest number of survivors in the Werewolf game, we are exempt from today's death mission. Go back and have a good rest for a long time. We will have a long time to come!" After saying that, Han Lu left in a hurry, with a meaningful look on his face before leaving.
smile.
After successfully exempting himself from the death mission, Lin Jian was elected as the squad leader of the ghost-killing team. His title seemed to be higher than that of Liang Zishu. However, he looked helpless. He might not be able to take the lead as the squad leader.
"Lin Jian, can you drop me off? I want to talk to you."
"No... no problem."
Lin Jian automatically blocked the shouts of his brothers and followed Xi Li'er to the girls' dormitory.
However, Bailishi followed him with his brothers ignorantly, not knowing who he was protecting.
There was still some distance between the two, so Lin Jian and Li'er spoke softly, but they couldn't hear them clearly.
On the way, Lin Jian talked to Xi Li'er about this werewolf game, and mentioned all the clues that he could think of. Li'er seemed to be very interested, but this interest came from Lin Jian's words.
The atmosphere was quite pleasant in the first half, until the last moment.
"You don't think I would agree."
"I believe in you, even if you once broke your promise."
Lin Jian focused on remembering the four words "I believe in you" and didn't notice the second half at all. Who knows when he broke the promise.
Before sending Li'er back to the girls' dormitory, Lin Jian pretended to be in a happy mood and joked with her, thinking that this would reduce her psychological burden.
And then no, at the moment when he was talking and laughing, he seemed to see them crying on the other side, transformed into ghosts of wrongdoers. The cries were subtle, but every sound echoed in Lin Jian's mind, and he could not let go of it for a long time.
Unconsciously, Lin Jian seemed to be in a dark and depressing little room with no one around, in which he was having a conversation with himself.
"You don't think you are innocent, do you? You didn't even blink your eyes for 19 lives. Lin Jian, are you still a human being?"
"cocoa……"
"What else is there? The God of Death has to give you a cigarette when he sees you. He is a ruthless killing machine."
"I don't want to die yet."
"Then they deserve to die? Lin Jian, as heroes, we should save the majority and abandon the minority, even if the minority includes yourself, do you understand?"
"I'm just an ordinary person, not to mention..." In fact, Lin Jian didn't feel that he had killed anyone, because this was the rule of the game, survival of the fittest, but it was just too extreme.
"Don't try to forgive yourself, you were the one who killed them, Lin Jian...Lin Jian...Lin Jian..." This voice kept looping like an echo in the canyon.
For the first time, I felt that my name was so full of guilt.
"Lin Jian!" The last voice was somewhat different from the previous echoing voice, and Lin Jian suddenly felt a touch of warmth in his cold palms.
Although this warmth only stayed in the palm of his hand for a moment, it was enough to awaken Lin Jian from the dark room of sin.