Game of Death: Pretty Crazy

absurd.

These were the only words left in Wei Zixu's mind after watching Li Zhen's death theater.

Accompaniment, narration, scenes, this is indeed a well-planned stage play, but the protagonist is the death of a living person.What impression does death always make on people?Bloody, pale lips, desperate eyes?No, no, removing these unpleasant factors, death is sculpted into kinetic art, pure and beautiful.Life itself is already brilliant and dazzling, but its depletion and fall are even more romantic.Aside from the encumbrances attached to death, such as the handover of work, the wailing of relatives and friends, those who will slander death as a fallen leaf that has been run over by wheels loses its delicate veins.

The director is like a craftsman with a unique vision, making it into a perfect entertainment program for the audience to play and taste.

To regard death as the highest form of entertainment is even more depressing.

If this is a dark and primitive cave, someone will be dragged away and killed at any time, and their screams will be echoed in the ears, which is very dangerous but reasonable.But in such a bright and peaceful environment, food and clothing are plentiful, the breath of life is strong, there are various considerations of humanity, and it is even more like entertainment than imprisonment.The windows are bright and clean, the air is fresh, and even the decorative paintings on the corridors are in a positive and lively style.The theater of death is integrated with them, like a sideshow after dinner, naturally without a trace.

is this normal?

Wei Zixu felt as if he was being squeezed into a temple filled with incense, where human internal organs were sacrificed in the incense burner, and the murals depicted a massive massacre.And the well-dressed Bodhisattvas on the lotus pedestal looked down at him with half-opened eyes and smiled.Wei Zixu clearly saw that their faces of saving all sentient beings were full of laughter and laughter, and they used their mouths full of tongues to tell right and wrong.But everyone around him was urging him: Get down on your knees and make a wish, God will take pity on our kindness.

All beings are upside down, obscure and absurd.

He could vaguely understand the director's purpose, as if it was softly piercing into his ears:

I never meant for you to be afraid.

I want you to get lost.

DEATHTHEATER ended, the music faded, the lights went out, and the room returned to natural light.The public room was opened at the same time, and the slight sound of unlocking became very clear when superimposed.A gust of wind blew through the back of Wei Zixu's head, accompanied by a scream of "Sister!", a figure rushed to the front door, opened it and quickly ran out.Chang Huaijin followed closely: "Junior! Where are you going, junior!"

It sounded like Chang Huaijin caught her without running far, and the two of them fell heavily on the grass, and then there was the sound of struggling and rolling, and Mo Wan shouted hysterically, "Don't pull me! That way of dying, that's the way to die!" Such a way of death is worse than being killed by a wolf! At least die happily! Where is the wolf? Who is the wolf? Come and kill me! Come and kill me tonight!"

"I'll help." After Liu Jing said this, he also ran out and closed the door.The rest were probably still in a state of tremor, and no one questioned his sudden kindness.The next one to make a move was Zhao Lun. He turned around and ran upstairs, and went behind the glass terrace.The terrace is not connected to the corridor, but stuck on a protruding trapezoidal pedestal, separated from the corridor by a decorative wall.Holding the edge of the decorative wall, Zhao Lun stretched his body and looked into the glass wall.

"Hey... it's real money! It's here... Do you have any tools..."

Hearing his unbelievable murmurs, the people below finally couldn't bear it anymore, some walked away quickly, and some also went to the balcony to check.In the end, only Wei Zixu and Lin Shanzhi, who was trembling beside him, were left.

"You... are you okay?" Lin Shanzhi turned her head, the beautiful young man looked at her and twitched the corner of his mouth tiredly, "It's just...you, you have to cheer up, it will always get better ..." Although he tried his best to comfort her with words, he obviously couldn't take care of himself, he had to pause for a while to stabilize his emotions after saying a few words.They didn't look at the corpse directly opposite, they only had each other in their eyes, and they stalemate for a moment, barely regaining their senses.

Wei Zixu nodded slightly: "At the trial just now, thank you for testifying for me."

Lin Shanzhi was speechless.trial?Yes, Li Zhen died because of the verdict.But is he really the murderer who killed Zhu Yu?Whether he is or not, the current result is not what Lin Shanzhi wants.She felt that she was powerless to stop the emotions that were on the verge of collapse, and every minute and every second she stayed here was about to break the embankment.

"If, if there is anything I can help, please do tell me." Wei Zixu took a deep breath and said to her seriously.Lin Shanzhi actually couldn't understand how he could still care about others after going through such a cruel day.She wanted to squeeze out a smile to respond to his kindness, but she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing at the end. "Thank you." After leaving these words, she turned back to the room and locked the door.

Peng Min sat here for a while, thinking about preparing lunch as soon as possible, and going out to see if there is any clue to escape from here, but his legs weighed more than a thousand catties, and he didn't have the strength to get out of this armchair, out of the mansion, and walk The cemetery checked to see if Li Zhen's body was properly buried, as if he could pretend that time stood still without doing anything.He has always believed that he is an optimistic person.So far, all the troughs can be overcome, because everyone agrees that they can live a long time. Since day after day is endless, falling to the bottom is an uphill road.He was always watching the twilight on the top of the slope going forward.

But now?There are murderers active around him, and he is going to be trapped here for ten days.He originally had countless ten days to squander, but now even finishing this one depends on luck.

In this situation, the line between being optimistic and being evasive is blurred.He could only try his best to ignore what he had seen and what he was about to see. Didn't he comfort Wei Zixu last night, "I want to choose an easier way to live"?

Get busy.He finally came to a conclusion.It’s good to be busy with whatever you have eaten, what you have not eaten, what you have experienced and what you have not experienced, it is best to fill every minute, so that he will not be engulfed in the deep by the vortex around him.

Although the twilight kept dimming over time, it was almost invisible.

"Excuse me, I brought you a few books by Nietzsche." A hardcover book dangled in front of his eyes, and Wei Zixu asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Peng Min came back to his senses and saw several books stacked on the table, with "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" and "The Birth of Tragedy" written on the side seals, "Oh, it's you. Thank you, I I'm looking for something to do, so I can take it back to my room and watch it at night."

Wei Zixu smiled and said, "You're welcome." Then he picked up the book on the top, sat next to Peng Minze, and began to read.After Wei Zixu walked away, he happened to reveal a set of tables and chairs by the window on the east side. Mo Wanxiang sat on one side, and Liu Jing sat opposite her, holding a cigarette in his left hand, crossing his legs, talking to her casually, saying a few words He suddenly smiled with an ambiguous expression, put his elbows on the table, leaned forward, and the last few words floated to the tip of Mo Wanxiang's nose together with the smoke ring.

Eyes wide open in disbelief, cheeks flushed, she stood up and ran quickly.

His intuition told Peng Minze that the man had no good intentions and was thinking about whether to intervene, but just as he was about to get up, he felt something was wrong around him.He turned his head, and Wei Zixu was sitting next to him with a fist, nodding his head and lowering his eyebrows, the pages of the book were spread out on his knees, and his light white fingers were slowly flipping.

I heard that people with good-looking faces usually have bad-looking hands, but this person is a special case... No, that's not the point!The point is that this chair has so much space, why does it sit next to him?What's more, the victory lies in the naturalness and generosity, so naturally it seems that only Peng Min thinks too much.

Being too close, the warm smell of shower gel on his body is very clear, but it is not offensive.Peng Min began to look for the root of the problem: did he drag this person to the grove last night to make him think that I was a stranger?But at that time, there was at least half a meter apart.In fact, last night was their first formal conversation, and it was quite pleasant. Among all the others, he and Wei Zixu had the deepest connection so far.

But, brotherly love also has a distance standard, and what he did was obviously no different from yesterday, but Peng Min was inexplicably nervous.

"I went to see it, and it has already been buried." Wei Zixu's eyes stayed on the page, and his fingers stroked a line of ink. "I also prayed for him. He will go where he should go."

Realizing who "he" refers to, Peng Min was pulled back to the heavy reality. "He fiddled with that film camera for a long time, and said that the film would come out tomorrow, and he would go out and take some landscape photos." He smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's really a fate."

"But I don't understand..." Peng Min leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes were empty, "When he chatted with me yesterday, he kept talking about his wife and daughter. There are so many people in society who are cold, violent, cheating, etc. Marriage cheating, abandoning wives and daughters, those people did not embezzle public funds. But are they stronger than Li Zhen?...Why should he die so tragically, I...don't like DEATHTHEATER at all."

"No one likes it," Wei Zixu said.

Peng Min sneered: "The director really likes it."

"I..." Wei Zixu clenched his palms, "If I hadn't said those words in the end, no one would have voted for him...I'm sorry."

Peng Min was at a loss: "No, it shouldn't be your fault, you just expressed your own thoughts?"

"excuse me."

Another voice sounded from behind them, Luo He walked around in front of them, and sat directly opposite Wei Zixu.

Luo He was wearing a coffee-colored sweater and a checked tie, and his hair and beard were meticulously groomed.Considering his job title, he is relatively young, and his face is not serious and rigid, but he rarely smiles, and he always looks a few years older than his actual age.

Getting closer to this person is not as pleasant as getting closer to Wei Zixu.Luo He sat two meters away from Peng Min, and he still felt very uncomfortable, but the discomfort from Wei Zixu was less.So Peng Min found the root cause: he may be a shy person.After living 27 years, he discovers his new attributes for the first time.

"Professor Luo, what's wrong?" Wei Zixu closed the book and asked in confusion.

Luo He went straight to the point: "During the trial, you said that you believed in Christ. You never mentioned it before."

Wei Zixu curled the corner of his mouth: "I usually don't bring this up on purpose. When I was in college, I went out to dinner with others. He only found out when I was praying, and he was also surprised."

Luo He: "If you believe in Christ, how can you like Nietzsche?"

"Huh?" Wei Zixu didn't seem to expect him to ask this question, "Is there a conflict? Professor Luo, do you want to say that Nietzsche's view of 'God is dead' conflicts with the belief in Christianity?" Wei Zixu paused for a moment, from Luo He found an affirmative answer on his face, "That's because contemporary Christians are too extreme and over-interpreted. As far as I am concerned, I agree with most of Nietzsche's views. Can't shake me."

"Oh?" Luo He frowned, "Why do you believe in the existence of God? Were you born in a religious family?"

Wei Zixu: "No, my parents are both atheists. In fact, whether I believe it or not, the Lord is always there. I just found Him through some things...I have seen miracles."

Those two words made Peng Minze and Luo Tong interested at the same time, "What miracle?"

Wei Zixu smiled softly, as if he had already said it countless times, and he said it with ease: "When I was young, I knew a little girl. She was a little chubby, with a very cheerful personality and a very sweet smile. The children in the same community are very familiar. Call her 'little sweet pepper'. Little sweet pepper believes in the Lord and often tells me about the good deeds of the Lord. Later she moved to the seaside, and I went to play with her during the summer vacation, but she was very afraid of people and hid in the room and dared not come out .”

"Her parents said that she had been missing for two days and was abducted by bad guys. They immediately called the police. When Xiaojiao was in a stable mood, the police took the statement: she and several other children were locked in the basement, and the gangsters didn't give them food. Eat, and threatened to sell them across the border. The other children came several days earlier and were already exhausted. Little Bell Pepper pretended to be as weak as them. When the criminals relaxed their vigilance and went back upstairs to sleep, Little Bell Pepper directed They built a human ladder, she climbed up, and knocked hard on the glass window that was only ten centimeters above the ground. Fortunately, some kind passers-by found them, so all the children were rescued, and the criminals were also put in jail."

Hearing this, Luo He's brows loosened slightly.He asked, "What happened to Bell Pepper?"

Probably thinking of something happy, Wei Zixu smiled brightly, "That guy, he forgot about it in a few days, and he sold me a lot of toys. Now he bought a house by the sea and gave birth to a pair of twins. I Every summer when I go to see her, she invites me to eat seafood and grilled squid board. But she is really not very good at cooking."

Luo He also smiled in relief, "Well, this is indeed a story that can make people believe in God."

When Wei Zixu returned to his room, Liu Jing happened to come out from the next room.Passing by Wei Zixu, he stopped and folded his arms to observe Wei Zixu.Wei Zixu, on the other hand, was expressionless, and rarely greeted him proactively.

"There is one thing that Zhao Lun said is right." Liujing suddenly laughed ruffantly, walked towards Wei Zixu, and deftly slammed him against the wall, "It's a pity that you are not a woman."

"It's okay." Wei Zixu raised his head and gave him a friendly smile, "I have a way to make this less regrettable."

His overly bland reaction stunned Rui, "What can I do?"

He was still laughing, grabbing Rui's wrist with both hands, looking straight at Rui, there was no smile in it.

"It's okay if you come to be a woman?"

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