Chapter 267 True and False Wen Xishu
Chapter 267 True and False Wen Xishu
In fact, Wen Xishu really wanted to go back.
But when Wen Tingyun also began to cry bitterly, he saw a sentence that moved him very much.
[I don't even know... what all this is for! I just know that Chaohua wants to get something very important.]
This is a mental barrage, and Wen Xishu did not click on it.
Because it has been made clear that Wen Tingyun doesn't even know the reason, or only a few people in the Wen family know it.
But the more this happened, the more Wen Xishu felt surprised and admired.
They all know what they will give up, but they don't know exactly what they will gain...
It’s just that everything is for the future generations. If they are asked to sacrifice and die, then they will do it.
Even the "villain" in the eyes of a fool when he was a child has the same blood and backbone.
In the face of such a matter of life and death, the shadows of childhood were naturally reconciled in an instant.
The huge sorrow in his heart was slowly calmed down, and the fool's emotions were gradually suppressed.
Wen Xishu wiped away his tears and said with a smile:
"Yes, we are heroes."
The emotional storm from his brief encounter with Wen Tingyun had finally subsided, and it was time for Wen Xishu to get down to business.
This is a more troublesome part.
Because Wen Xishu didn't know how to find that "Jin Zhenyuan" in this vast sea of people.
The text prompts that appeared at the right time did not bring any useful information this time.
[Although, many people are waiting for their enemies to die, thinking that even if they die first, it will be worth it as long as they can see their enemies die. The great Crow Brother has suggested more than once that the underworld increase its revenge business...]
[But the people above don't allow it. They say there is no grudge in the upper spirit area. Everything starts anew after death.]
[But perhaps, you already know how some processes should be combined. ]
Wen Xishu stood there, thinking about these words.
"First of all, my purpose this time is to save someone... this person could be Mr. Jin."
"Of course, I may not be able to save him. Anyway, I have to find him."
"Secondly, I can use the effect of the Insane Dice to break the rules of the underworld...cause harm to people and steal their merits."
"And I already know a lot about the underworld's business."
Wen Xishu now understood why the spirits in the upper spiritual area could not cause harm to each other.
Because it is easy to get stuck with bugs.
An idea quickly came to his mind.
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Currently, Wen Xishu's merit points are only in the double digits, so there are not many businesses he can handle.
Wen Xishu quickly inquired about who the richest person in the area was, and the result he got was a low-level Luta warrior.
He had climbed the tower many times and reached the top 70 on the ladder list, but the profits he earned each time were distributed to the people at the bottom.
Such a person is naturally a great good person.
Wen Xishu didn't want to take action against such a person, but fortunately, he had a way to make up for it.
This kind-hearted warrior of the Tower of Slaughter was called Liang Qin.
Wen Xishu asked around along the way and claimed to be a student who had been sponsored by Liang Qin who had died not long ago, so he easily found Liang Qin's residence.
In the upper spiritual area, spirits cannot attack, so there is no such thing as malicious or not. It is also impossible for spirits to be angered to death by spiritual words.
So no one doubted Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu entered the Liang Mansion. It can be said that anyone who can buy a house in the world of the dead must have done a lot of good things in his life.
Wen Xishu gave him a beating and plundered all the 13,550 merit points that had been bestowed upon him.
Liang Qin's spirit body was also seriously injured, and it would be difficult for him to take care of himself in a short period of time.
This is too much, but Wen Xishu said:
"It's an emergency, and I need money now. Don't worry, after I return to the human world, I will arrange for all the people in the Xishu Cult to hold a memorial service for you. I promise that your return will be greater than your loss."
Of course, when Liang Qin said this, his spirit had already fallen into an unconscious state.
Merit points cannot be stolen because they are hidden inside the spirit, but if the spirit is seriously injured, the merit points will leak out.
Wen Xishu didn't hesitate. He really wanted to make amends. After seriously injuring Liang Qin, he locked Liang Qin in a secret room in the Liang family. He couldn't leave until Liang Qin completely recovered.
After gaining five-digit merits, Wen Xishu felt refreshed and returned to the building in the city center.
He went to the twelfth floor of the building, where he had met Wen Tingyun not long ago.
Wen Xishu walked directly to the counter of the Yangjian office.
"I need to handle a dream-telling service." Wen Xishu said.
The person in charge of handling business for Wen Xishu this time was finally not a minotaur, but a horse-headed man.
She also wears glasses, a white shirt, and has an ID card on her chest. The ID card is slightly raised because of her proud chest curve.
This is a horse-headed lady.
"What kind of dream do you need? Since the communication between the Yin and Yang worlds is encrypted, we will review some information that will have a significant impact on the Yang world."
"For example, let's say I was an undercover agent before I died, and I needed to deliver a certain message to my organization, but I didn't do it, and I died."
"Then you can't tell information through dreams..."
"In order to prevent your dream language from being distorted by the separation of yin and yang, we suggest that you just express your thoughts and feelings."
In fact, not many people have dreams.
Many dead souls choose to send messages in dreams because they are lonely, because they miss their living relatives... and because they don’t want to be forgotten.
From time to time, seeking a sense of existence in dreams is the limit of what they can do.
Wen Xishu also understood that it is best not to change the direction of certain things in the real world when talking in a dream.
Wen Xishu thought for a while. He was now judged as dead... In theory, this was also a bug. His dreams would indeed change some things, but they would only change the dead himself and the dead "Jin Zhenyuan".
He will return to the human world later, but this is something that even the underworld system does not know.
Thinking of this, Wen Xishu said:
"I need my loved ones to mourn me."
The centaur lady smiled slightly:
"I'll remind you again that when a person's emotions fluctuate violently because of something, the effect of the next violent fluctuation caused by the same thing will be weakened. Do you understand?"
Wen Xishu nodded, he understood the hidden meaning of the centaur lady's words.
If Wen Chaohua died, Wen Xishu would be very sad, and the great sadness would turn into merit.
Wen Chaohua used part of her merit points to send a dream to Wen Xishu, and Wen Xishu's emotions, which had finally calmed down, were aroused again by the dream...
So Wen Xishu felt sad again, and these thoughts turned into merit points and were given to Wen Chaohua.
Wen Chaohua used part of this merit to send a dream to Wen Xishu...
If you do this over and over again, can you gain merit?
Is it possible to gain unlimited merit points?
The answer is of course no.
Because after every intense emotional fluctuation, the next time you recall the same thing, the emotional fluctuation will be weakened.
Time can heal all sorrows.
The first time you dream about your first love, you will be saddened by the youthfulness and love between you and him.
But if you dream about her every day for decades... you may feel nothing, or even think you are sick.
The same goes for sending dreams. The horse-headed man has apparently seen a lot of this, the kind of behavior that uses sending dreams to evoke grief from relatives and gain merit points.
But in fact, this is an early overdraft, which is equivalent to letting the long-lasting longing drain out all at once too early.
Wen Xishu said:
"I know, but it doesn't matter. Please help me with this business."
Wen Xishu handed over twenty pieces of merit paper with a hundred words printed on them.
There is no doubt that this is a big deal.
The horse-headed lady thought for a moment: In our area... there are actually such rich people, whom I have never seen?
However, her professional qualities prevented her from asking too many questions.
"Whose dream do you need to enter?"
"Albert Napolitano."
"Oh, he seems to be a very powerful person." The centaur lady laughed.
Wen Xishu nodded:
"Yes, it is great."
The horse-headed lady continued, "So what kind of dream do you want to have? In the dream, what image do you want yourself to be?"
"Do you want to be restored to your childhood appearance? Or do you want to be restored to your peak appearance when you were alive? Or do you want to be restored to your pale and haggard appearance after you die? Or something even more horrible."
The horse-headed lady was very responsible. After all, the client was very wealthy and a very kind person.
Wen Xishu also understood that some relatives would be more moved if you turned into a child.
But there are some relatives who don’t miss you that much… At this time, you have to become a little scary in your dreams, so that they will feel guilty about you and go to your grave to repent in order not to dream about you again.
Wen Xishu said:
“I’ll just be fine the way I am now.”
"I need a dream that I can entrust to you, preferably as soon as possible... one that takes effect immediately."
The horse-headed lady said:
"Okay, we will ensure that the first dream he has after falling asleep, and the only dream he has during this sleep, will be the dream you asked him to have."
It's nice to have money.
Wen Xishu sighed again, and he immediately began to make up for his request:
"My dream talk is not for him to remember me. I hope he can hold a funeral for Liu Zhizai and Jin Zhenyuan. Hold a funeral that the whole bunker will remember. But it must be quick, faster than a trip to the spooky tower."
The centaur lady was surprised:
"You mean, you want to send a dream yourself, but let your relatives and friends pass on the merits to others?"
What a selfless good man! He must have had a life-long friendship with Jin Zhenyuan and Liu Zhizai when he was alive!
The horse-headed lady had already begun to think of certain images and could not help but be moved by them.
Wen Xishu said:
"Yes, yes, that's right. Remember, you must mention it again and again to hold funerals for Liu Zhizai and Jin Zhenyuan."
"We need to publicize their contributions to the bunker!"
The horse-headed lady was deeply moved. She died, but she didn't miss herself, but she still missed others:
"Don't worry, I will definitely help you realize this dream."
Wen Xishu stood up:
"Then, I'll leave it to you."
The business is completed.
The next step is to wait.
During these few days, Wen Xishu was very cautious and didn't talk to anyone or get involved in any cause and effect.
He was just on the first floor of a building in the city center, waiting for a familiar face.
Wen Xishu was also very nervous.
"If Liu Zhizai or Jin Zhenyuan... if they were assigned to the Lower Spiritual District... wouldn't I be devastated?"
Yes, Liu Zhizai was not on the death list. Perhaps it was because Liu Zhizai had committed many evil deeds and oppressed the people at the bottom of the bunker, so he went to the lower spiritual area.
As for Mr. Jin, although he may be hiding a conspiracy, he is still the number one person in the bunker.
Having done things that opened up the era, it was reasonable for him to be assigned to the upper spiritual area.
So maybe there is no Liu Zhizai on the list simply because there is no Liu Zhizai in the Shangling District.
Maybe there is one in the spiritual area.
This is what Wen Xishu thought. If this were true, he would be furious.
He also didn't know how long he could stay in the underworld. This also made Wen Xishu a little entangled.
At the same time, what is even more troubling is that Albert would not treat this dream as an ordinary dream, right?
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bunker.
At this time, a grand farewell ceremony was being held in the bunker for Jin Zhenyuan and Liu Zhizai.
Evelyn remembered that Albert was not like this, and Albert had never thought of making a big deal before.
It was because she insisted that Albert agreed.
But now, the funeral had just ended, and Albert was going to hold another one?
And the difference is that before it was Mr. Jin's funeral alone, but this time it was together with Yanagi Orizai, as if the two of them were worthy of being listed on equal terms.
Albert did not explain anything, but said:
"To prevent any regrets on my part, I have to do this."
The old principal did not let him down, and Wen Xishu could completely trust this old man.
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The world of the dead.
Every deceased soul that is missed will be reminded after the miss is transformed into merit.
Received a call from the thirteenth floor of the downtown building.
Wen Xishu’s strategy is to wait for “Mr. Jin” to come and claim the merit.
In the world of the dead, no undead will refuse merit.
However, what Wen Xishu did not expect was that it was not only "Mr. Jin" who came to receive the merit.
He was certain that "Mr. Jin" would appear.
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Not long ago, Wen Tingyun returned to the Wen family.
The entire Wen family...are traitors to the bunker, and no one misses them. But the Wen family members don't complain either.
If you don’t have initial merit points, then you have to work hard and earn them in the bunker.
The Wen family is full of heroes. Even without the help of living beings, they eventually gained a lot of merit in this area and had their own mansion.
Ke Wen Tingyun received the call soon.
"You have received the condolences from Mr. Wen Xishu, which have been transformed into merit. Please go to the city center, the thirteenth floor of Yin Yang Building to claim your merit."
This phone call came from the night when he came into contact with the "Xishu Cult members".
At this moment, countless pieces of information appeared in Wen Tingyun's mind.
"How is it possible...how is this possible?"
"It's been so long? How is it possible to get merit points at this time?"
"No...something's wrong."
"And it just so happened that I met... a copycat of Yuki today."
"Think about it carefully. Although he said he was not Wen Xishu, his expression at that time... the mist in his eyes."
"Could it be that it really is Xi Shu?"
The Wen family members are all traitors to the bunker. Even the members of the Xishu Cult may not be grateful to other members of the Wen family.
In the world of the dead, he received merit points today, but the only variable today was meeting Wen Xishu.
A fake Wen Xishu. The fake Wen Xishu had tears in his eyes.
Soon after, I received merit.
Was it a coincidence? I happened to meet someone who looked like Wen Xishu today, and then I received the love from Wen Xishu?
But that fool probably won't know what he's thinking until he dies.
In that fool's eyes, I must be just a childhood shadow.
He expressed his apology and unwillingness to a stranger who claimed to be a member of the Xishu Cult.
The more Wen Tingyun thought about it, the more frightened he became.
A bold idea emerged——
That Wen Xi Tree is not a fake Wen Xi Tree, and it is not the deceased Wen Xi Tree.
Wen Tingyun learned about the Xishu Divine Sect and spent the entire afternoon verifying it, and found that the Xishu Divine Sect was indeed very powerful.
Or maybe Wen Xishu was really amazing, his performance even surpassed Wen Chaohua and he became the number one in the Weird Tower.
But at this moment, even though he accepted this setting, he was still shocked.
No matter how powerful he was, it was hard for him to imagine that a living person could come to the land of the dead.
He didn't even dare to recognize himself...
What was he planning? Was he carrying out some plan to reverse life and death?
Wen Tingyun didn't dare to think too much and immediately went to the Wen family's meeting room and told the head of the Wen family about this matter.
(End of this chapter)