God forbids me to fall in love
Chapter 56
Fang Yue vaguely remembered that the answer to the escape mystery of the first secret room was the devil's name, and the four letters that were solved were the password to open the door.
But the name of his demon in that scene was not Jack, but WENS.
He was very impressed, because at that time he was still complaining secretly in his heart.
The Chinese interpretation of WENS is a crowded city. As a name of a devil, it is not easy for people to feel a sense of substitution.
This is actually not an important point.
Maybe it was these comments that revealed the key to the mystery of the first room, which made the boss change the original name.
However, when Fang Yue clicked on all the agreeing replies below, he saw that the last comment was posted twelve minutes ago
"1 people agree! The devil Jack is really too Su, if it wasn't for my boyfriend's status as a lover in the plot at the other end, I would have almost chosen the devil in the middle question haha. ps At the beginning I was alone in the initial room It didn’t come out, and after the boss reminded me, I misspelled it as Jake, so I’m so ashamed haha.”
Ok?
Fang Yue's brows furrowed even deeper.
That is to say...
After them, there was another game where guests played the theme of the devil's contract, and the name of the solved devil was still Jack, only he was the exception.
This discovery made his hairs stand up inexplicably.
The waiter brought hot fish soup and put it in front of them, Fang Yue was still silent on the phone.
Compared with the reasonable Jack, the name I met was really not a name, but rather an acronym that many people like to use on the Internet.
Just like what he once saw in that forum, people in the forum used MWY to refer to Meng Weiyi.They also refer to the god named Vernes as God W...
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head.
His eyes lingered on Meng Weiyi's wrist for a moment, he hesitated to speak several times, but finally he didn't ask anything.
Regarding Meng Weiyi, Shinhwa and the relationship between the two, he always has some confusion that cannot be easily expressed. Even he does not understand where his caution comes from, as if it is an instinctive avoidance.
Just like the selective amnesia that occurs in post-traumatic stress disorder, he chooses not to know the truth clearly, and even has a premonition that knowing it will not make him very happy.
"Do you have a schedule for the holiday?" Meng Weiyi filled a spoonful of fish soup for him and asked lightly.
Fang Yue froze for a moment, pulled away from his messy thoughts, and shook his head quickly: "I might have to go home for the first two days, and I'll be fine after that."
"Some time ago, I accidentally booked two tickets for the Oracles band's concert, on October 10th, in Haicheng. I want to ask you to go with me."
While talking, he put on disposable gloves, gracefully peeled off the shrimp, and put it on the small plate in front of Fang Yue after peeling.
The movements are so proficient that it seems that this is already an instinct engraved in his bones.
"I'll peel the rest, you haven't eaten a few bites yet."
Fang Yue hurriedly carried the pot of shrimps towards him, and then "reciprocally" picked up a piece of fish steak with his serving chopsticks and sent it over, bending his eyes and smiling: "Of course."
Although he had never heard of the band's name.
It seems that I have to do my homework in private, maybe it is Meng Weiyi's favorite band.
As a city near the sea, Haicheng is a tourist attraction during the Golden Week holiday, and it also has a well-known online celebrity aquarium in the country. Even if it is no longer the best season to see the sea, there will definitely be many tourists.
The two of them went back to school after dinner. When Fang Yue walked to the school gate, he realized that he had forgotten to bring Huang Xiuqi egg yolk cakes—this was the task entrusted to him by the other party's message in the afternoon.
In fact, the store is on the street opposite the school, at most only 400 meters away. It is very convenient for Huang Xiuqi to buy it himself if he really wants to eat, but for lazy people, the short distance between them is like a chasm in the sky. The long road.
Fang Yue hurriedly waved goodbye to Meng Wei, stopped the other party from walking with him, and let him go back first.
Meng Weiyi no longer lives in the dormitory, and he was only sent to the school gate at first, there is no need to bother people to walk a long way, he is tired of being together for a long time today, and he is already satisfied.
Fang Yue walked up the overpass alone and went straight to the pastry shop.
He walked straight without distraction, but when he reached the corner, someone grabbed his trousers again.
Fang Yue: "...?!"
Master, it's you again!
The fortune teller hid in the night in a dark blue double-breasted gown, and was almost ignored by Fang Yue.
"Young man, I see that your red luan is moving, and you have a good relationship recently!"
He sat cross-legged, and took off his sunglasses with his free hand, revealing the white eyes underneath due to eye disease.
Fang Yue was taken aback. He still remembered the master's two previous verdicts on him. One was that he was doomed to be an orphan, and the other was that he had a bloody disaster. He really didn't expect to hear some good things from him one day.
Even with a little knowledge of metaphysics, he still understood what Hong Luan's star movement meant, and couldn't help but get serious, and stopped in front of the fortune teller again.
"But you are the left servant boy in the sky. You have experienced in this life, and you have nothing to do with love and hatred." The master blew on his beard, and his dull eyes swept Fang Yue back and forth, "Strange, strange! Let me Take a good look at you."
"You still remember me?" Fang Yue couldn't help laughing twice.
But he was already in awe in his heart. What the master said was right. He could even see the changes in his relationship recently, so he must have some real skills.
In just half a month, he seems to have completely become a superstitious crowd...
"Wonderful, wonderful, strange! Maybe the Xian family came down to earth..." The fortune-teller loosened his trousers and sat back in the corner muttering.
He casually picked up a bunch of copper coins from the ground, held them in his palm and played with them, while muttering and counting non-stop.
"What does the master mean?" Fang Yue took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the sign very politely.
The fortune teller hesitated for a long time, and finally opened his mouth after a long time of deliberation: "...Have you read Journey to the West? You are like that black bear spirit! That's all for now, just go."
Fang Yue raised his eyebrows, expecting to hear a big talk that broke his worldview again, but he never thought that he would change from a human to a bear.
"Okay, how much..."
"Don't give money, I regard money as dung, and if you give it to me, you will hurt me." The master quickly reached out and covered his QR code, with an unusually tall image, "Go, go!"
His demeanor was quite ruthless, and he didn't have the slightest "enthusiasm" when he grabbed Fang Yue's trousers.
Fang Yue left dumbfounded.
When he came back with the egg yolk cake, there was no sign of the fortune teller on the bridge.
All the way back to the dormitory, he was secretly wondering what "black bear spirit" meant, but he still couldn't figure it out.
He firmly believes that if people don't understand, they should ask, so
"Black bear spirit? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"
The crumbs of egg yolk puff pastry sprayed out from Huang Xiuqi's mouth, he covered his mouth and said, "Master's imagination is so rich."
"You can't talk about it after eating, it's disgusting." Xueba finished his speech silently, then turned his head and showed a rather intelligent expression at Fang Yue. He pushed his rimless glasses and said, " Black Bear Spirit, one of the monsters with the most background in Journey to the West. There was Guanyin as the backstage, and was finally brought back to the sky. Combined with contextual analysis, the fortune teller may want to say that your Guanyin has descended to earth."
"Seriously funny is the deadliest." Huang Xiuqi couldn't help complaining.
"Been taught a lesson."
Fang Yue nodded thoughtfully, and then felt ashamed of his seriousness...
The master casually said something, so why does he still regard it as a standard.
Instead of studying the black bear spirit, it is better to continue to delve into the myths that he has not finished reading.
He sat on the chair, took out his mobile phone and opened the forum page before reading.
Look at what the netizens are arguing about today
"The host is a newcomer. I have read two-thirds of the book so far. There is something I don't understand. Please ask the masters."
This post was at the top of the list, and Fang Yue clicked in.
"Do you still have any impression of the section about the suicide in the abyss? The poster saw that there are a few points that I don't understand, and I list them below. If there is a master who can give me some advice, I would be grateful.
First, why did Abyss suddenly choose to commit suicide?If it is the embodiment of malice, it is impossible to have such self-destructive thoughts.
Second, after the abyss committed suicide, why did the sea monster appear afterward?Haven't the monsters already disappeared and wiped out from the world? "
"1l: Sofa. Wait for dry goods.
2L: The typesetting is so clear that I almost thought that the host is a serious person, but you have overlooked the most basic part... The quotation marks on both sides of the word "suicide" clearly indicate that it is an extended meaning, not real suicide.
3L: Reply to 2L, I know this point, maybe I didn’t make my question clear, anyway, it’s why Abyss gave me such a blow, I don’t understand.
4L: I can only answer the second question, as 2L said, first of all, it is not true suicide, but the definition of true and false does not start from the subjective initiative of Abyss, it does not mean that Abyss made a false shot 23333 I personally think it is objective Can't go up~
Second, why is it objectively impossible?As the host wrote in your main building, the abyss is the embodiment of malice, and it is the gathering place for the condensation of negative substances earlier than the kingdom of heaven.Evil thoughts are infinite, not to mention that they are more complicated than evil thoughts, can they be gone forever if they can be dissipated in an instant?Not likely.
5l: I don't know the severity.
6L: Let me try to answer the first question then.You can refer to my reply in the next building, and put a [link] weakly.
There was someone in that building who kept spraying me, saying that my view that God is the abyss is blacking God W. I have said that I am a believer in God W, and I have never denied him.As the only god who is clearly mentioned as falling into the abyss, the conjecture that God W's will merges with the abyss is already the most reliable, right?
In fact, this point mentioned by the host is also one of the reasons why I think W God = Abyss. God W confronted the abyss, and finally for a moment he overwhelmed the devil with divinity, and was willing to use suicide to restore peace to the human world. God loves his people after all, how great it is.
After that, I will consider posting an analysis post by myself to systematically explain my guess and smooth my thinking.If you have friends who agree, you can private message me to find an argument together.
......"
Fang Yue was confused.
He accidentally clicked into a world he didn't understand.
He still has to speed up his reading to keep up with the discussions among netizens. He doesn't seem to have seen that part yet.
There were no new posts in the future, and he was about to click X to exit, but his finger stopped on the "Tourist" identity in the upper right corner of the page, and he suddenly had a thought.
Immediately, he slowly registered his account.
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-05-1221:00:00~2020-05-1521:12:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
感谢投出地雷的小天使:枇杷2个;W、月下闲谈1个;感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:有趣的灵魂50瓶;hahah23、长白黝黑、鸽青5瓶;远山2瓶;木子佳佳1瓶;非常感谢大家对我的支持,我会继续努力的!
But the name of his demon in that scene was not Jack, but WENS.
He was very impressed, because at that time he was still complaining secretly in his heart.
The Chinese interpretation of WENS is a crowded city. As a name of a devil, it is not easy for people to feel a sense of substitution.
This is actually not an important point.
Maybe it was these comments that revealed the key to the mystery of the first room, which made the boss change the original name.
However, when Fang Yue clicked on all the agreeing replies below, he saw that the last comment was posted twelve minutes ago
"1 people agree! The devil Jack is really too Su, if it wasn't for my boyfriend's status as a lover in the plot at the other end, I would have almost chosen the devil in the middle question haha. ps At the beginning I was alone in the initial room It didn’t come out, and after the boss reminded me, I misspelled it as Jake, so I’m so ashamed haha.”
Ok?
Fang Yue's brows furrowed even deeper.
That is to say...
After them, there was another game where guests played the theme of the devil's contract, and the name of the solved devil was still Jack, only he was the exception.
This discovery made his hairs stand up inexplicably.
The waiter brought hot fish soup and put it in front of them, Fang Yue was still silent on the phone.
Compared with the reasonable Jack, the name I met was really not a name, but rather an acronym that many people like to use on the Internet.
Just like what he once saw in that forum, people in the forum used MWY to refer to Meng Weiyi.They also refer to the god named Vernes as God W...
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head.
His eyes lingered on Meng Weiyi's wrist for a moment, he hesitated to speak several times, but finally he didn't ask anything.
Regarding Meng Weiyi, Shinhwa and the relationship between the two, he always has some confusion that cannot be easily expressed. Even he does not understand where his caution comes from, as if it is an instinctive avoidance.
Just like the selective amnesia that occurs in post-traumatic stress disorder, he chooses not to know the truth clearly, and even has a premonition that knowing it will not make him very happy.
"Do you have a schedule for the holiday?" Meng Weiyi filled a spoonful of fish soup for him and asked lightly.
Fang Yue froze for a moment, pulled away from his messy thoughts, and shook his head quickly: "I might have to go home for the first two days, and I'll be fine after that."
"Some time ago, I accidentally booked two tickets for the Oracles band's concert, on October 10th, in Haicheng. I want to ask you to go with me."
While talking, he put on disposable gloves, gracefully peeled off the shrimp, and put it on the small plate in front of Fang Yue after peeling.
The movements are so proficient that it seems that this is already an instinct engraved in his bones.
"I'll peel the rest, you haven't eaten a few bites yet."
Fang Yue hurriedly carried the pot of shrimps towards him, and then "reciprocally" picked up a piece of fish steak with his serving chopsticks and sent it over, bending his eyes and smiling: "Of course."
Although he had never heard of the band's name.
It seems that I have to do my homework in private, maybe it is Meng Weiyi's favorite band.
As a city near the sea, Haicheng is a tourist attraction during the Golden Week holiday, and it also has a well-known online celebrity aquarium in the country. Even if it is no longer the best season to see the sea, there will definitely be many tourists.
The two of them went back to school after dinner. When Fang Yue walked to the school gate, he realized that he had forgotten to bring Huang Xiuqi egg yolk cakes—this was the task entrusted to him by the other party's message in the afternoon.
In fact, the store is on the street opposite the school, at most only 400 meters away. It is very convenient for Huang Xiuqi to buy it himself if he really wants to eat, but for lazy people, the short distance between them is like a chasm in the sky. The long road.
Fang Yue hurriedly waved goodbye to Meng Wei, stopped the other party from walking with him, and let him go back first.
Meng Weiyi no longer lives in the dormitory, and he was only sent to the school gate at first, there is no need to bother people to walk a long way, he is tired of being together for a long time today, and he is already satisfied.
Fang Yue walked up the overpass alone and went straight to the pastry shop.
He walked straight without distraction, but when he reached the corner, someone grabbed his trousers again.
Fang Yue: "...?!"
Master, it's you again!
The fortune teller hid in the night in a dark blue double-breasted gown, and was almost ignored by Fang Yue.
"Young man, I see that your red luan is moving, and you have a good relationship recently!"
He sat cross-legged, and took off his sunglasses with his free hand, revealing the white eyes underneath due to eye disease.
Fang Yue was taken aback. He still remembered the master's two previous verdicts on him. One was that he was doomed to be an orphan, and the other was that he had a bloody disaster. He really didn't expect to hear some good things from him one day.
Even with a little knowledge of metaphysics, he still understood what Hong Luan's star movement meant, and couldn't help but get serious, and stopped in front of the fortune teller again.
"But you are the left servant boy in the sky. You have experienced in this life, and you have nothing to do with love and hatred." The master blew on his beard, and his dull eyes swept Fang Yue back and forth, "Strange, strange! Let me Take a good look at you."
"You still remember me?" Fang Yue couldn't help laughing twice.
But he was already in awe in his heart. What the master said was right. He could even see the changes in his relationship recently, so he must have some real skills.
In just half a month, he seems to have completely become a superstitious crowd...
"Wonderful, wonderful, strange! Maybe the Xian family came down to earth..." The fortune-teller loosened his trousers and sat back in the corner muttering.
He casually picked up a bunch of copper coins from the ground, held them in his palm and played with them, while muttering and counting non-stop.
"What does the master mean?" Fang Yue took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the sign very politely.
The fortune teller hesitated for a long time, and finally opened his mouth after a long time of deliberation: "...Have you read Journey to the West? You are like that black bear spirit! That's all for now, just go."
Fang Yue raised his eyebrows, expecting to hear a big talk that broke his worldview again, but he never thought that he would change from a human to a bear.
"Okay, how much..."
"Don't give money, I regard money as dung, and if you give it to me, you will hurt me." The master quickly reached out and covered his QR code, with an unusually tall image, "Go, go!"
His demeanor was quite ruthless, and he didn't have the slightest "enthusiasm" when he grabbed Fang Yue's trousers.
Fang Yue left dumbfounded.
When he came back with the egg yolk cake, there was no sign of the fortune teller on the bridge.
All the way back to the dormitory, he was secretly wondering what "black bear spirit" meant, but he still couldn't figure it out.
He firmly believes that if people don't understand, they should ask, so
"Black bear spirit? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"
The crumbs of egg yolk puff pastry sprayed out from Huang Xiuqi's mouth, he covered his mouth and said, "Master's imagination is so rich."
"You can't talk about it after eating, it's disgusting." Xueba finished his speech silently, then turned his head and showed a rather intelligent expression at Fang Yue. He pushed his rimless glasses and said, " Black Bear Spirit, one of the monsters with the most background in Journey to the West. There was Guanyin as the backstage, and was finally brought back to the sky. Combined with contextual analysis, the fortune teller may want to say that your Guanyin has descended to earth."
"Seriously funny is the deadliest." Huang Xiuqi couldn't help complaining.
"Been taught a lesson."
Fang Yue nodded thoughtfully, and then felt ashamed of his seriousness...
The master casually said something, so why does he still regard it as a standard.
Instead of studying the black bear spirit, it is better to continue to delve into the myths that he has not finished reading.
He sat on the chair, took out his mobile phone and opened the forum page before reading.
Look at what the netizens are arguing about today
"The host is a newcomer. I have read two-thirds of the book so far. There is something I don't understand. Please ask the masters."
This post was at the top of the list, and Fang Yue clicked in.
"Do you still have any impression of the section about the suicide in the abyss? The poster saw that there are a few points that I don't understand, and I list them below. If there is a master who can give me some advice, I would be grateful.
First, why did Abyss suddenly choose to commit suicide?If it is the embodiment of malice, it is impossible to have such self-destructive thoughts.
Second, after the abyss committed suicide, why did the sea monster appear afterward?Haven't the monsters already disappeared and wiped out from the world? "
"1l: Sofa. Wait for dry goods.
2L: The typesetting is so clear that I almost thought that the host is a serious person, but you have overlooked the most basic part... The quotation marks on both sides of the word "suicide" clearly indicate that it is an extended meaning, not real suicide.
3L: Reply to 2L, I know this point, maybe I didn’t make my question clear, anyway, it’s why Abyss gave me such a blow, I don’t understand.
4L: I can only answer the second question, as 2L said, first of all, it is not true suicide, but the definition of true and false does not start from the subjective initiative of Abyss, it does not mean that Abyss made a false shot 23333 I personally think it is objective Can't go up~
Second, why is it objectively impossible?As the host wrote in your main building, the abyss is the embodiment of malice, and it is the gathering place for the condensation of negative substances earlier than the kingdom of heaven.Evil thoughts are infinite, not to mention that they are more complicated than evil thoughts, can they be gone forever if they can be dissipated in an instant?Not likely.
5l: I don't know the severity.
6L: Let me try to answer the first question then.You can refer to my reply in the next building, and put a [link] weakly.
There was someone in that building who kept spraying me, saying that my view that God is the abyss is blacking God W. I have said that I am a believer in God W, and I have never denied him.As the only god who is clearly mentioned as falling into the abyss, the conjecture that God W's will merges with the abyss is already the most reliable, right?
In fact, this point mentioned by the host is also one of the reasons why I think W God = Abyss. God W confronted the abyss, and finally for a moment he overwhelmed the devil with divinity, and was willing to use suicide to restore peace to the human world. God loves his people after all, how great it is.
After that, I will consider posting an analysis post by myself to systematically explain my guess and smooth my thinking.If you have friends who agree, you can private message me to find an argument together.
......"
Fang Yue was confused.
He accidentally clicked into a world he didn't understand.
He still has to speed up his reading to keep up with the discussions among netizens. He doesn't seem to have seen that part yet.
There were no new posts in the future, and he was about to click X to exit, but his finger stopped on the "Tourist" identity in the upper right corner of the page, and he suddenly had a thought.
Immediately, he slowly registered his account.
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-05-1221:00:00~2020-05-1521:12:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
感谢投出地雷的小天使:枇杷2个;W、月下闲谈1个;感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:有趣的灵魂50瓶;hahah23、长白黝黑、鸽青5瓶;远山2瓶;木子佳佳1瓶;非常感谢大家对我的支持,我会继续努力的!
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