The girl who is afraid of death vs the ghost king who wants to die
This is a fantasy story interspersed with humans, ghosts and gods. It tells the story of Xu Yuyao who traveled to the dead original host to start the strategy mode.
[I did something wrong, I am not worthy of being a god. ] Crushed the fairies, jumped down from the heaven, scattered the fairies in the world, and every dead people opened their eyes again. And he accidentally fell into the entrance of the ghost world, and there were four more beads in front of him. Each bead represented a devout people who were unwilling to accept their fairy spirit. They believed that as long as they did not accept it, the fairy spirit would return to God, and God would continue to bless their family.
There were only four wisps of fairy spirits, and he thought it wasn't his fault.
[I didn't expect that the scattered fairies would have a reason to come back.
Then he entered the ghost world, became famous in one fell swoop, defeated the Lord of Troubled Times, and became the new lord of the ghost world - Ciwu.
I am both a god and a ghost. Whether it's a ghost or a god, it doesn't matter to me now.
I don't know what the strategy is, but when the strategy reaches 100%, I can go home.
System: [If the strategy fails, you will return to the real world and accept the fate of death.
The ghost master that everyone was afraid of didn't want to live anymore. He is obsessed and longs for the road to death.
"Please don't have any more thoughts of committing suicide." She spoke urgently, gently grabbing his trembling hand that was clenched into a fist, as if there was infinite power irrigating him who was weak and helpless at the moment.
"We should not yearn for death."
"Ah Ci, you are a kind god. This is not your fault. You have always blamed the wrong person."
"Death is not the end."
"Ciwu, you seem to be sick. I don't have the ability to heal, but I want to cure you. Do you believe me?"
He closed his eyes in pain, his heart gradually calmed down, and he slowly decomposed and understood what she said.
I remember that you were always in a daze, as if you had your own world in your mind. I often wondered, what are you thinking about?
Sometimes I'm so lost in thought that I can't hear me calling you or talking to you.
Maybe I will be angry, but I am not.
In your little world, am I there? Are we... Happy?
"You pity the flying swallows that can't fly, you rescue the children who have no legs for their loved ones, and you give alms to the old people who are on the verge of death. No matter how many years he has left to live, you tell him that one year to live is one year. You scolded the girls who mutilated themselves, and together we took them out of the abyss of the cage and asked her why she couldn't live for herself?" Her voice kept trembling... And then gradually calmed down and became tenacious.
"It's you who has never shown mercy to yourself."
She raised her eyes, her eyes twitching, her nose was slightly sore and she said softly: "That's why I'm here to hurt you."
She seemed to be extremely aggrieved, and her tears flowed down unsatisfactorily. Her tone was a little excited and angry, and her legs were shaking: "Can't you... Stop getting hurt? You can obviously hide away, but you can't, can't you stop having thoughts of committing suicide?"
He was a little at a loss.
The anxious girl in front of him was releasing emotions he had never felt before, so he was stunned.
He slowly raised his pale hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, with a look in his eyes as if a wild beast was about to devour her. "I said, I will protect you." He said hoarsely, his brows being shaken by her turbulent waves.
"You don't have to be afraid." He said in a careful tone, fearing that he would make her cry if he said the wrong thing.
She really hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.
"I'm not afraid of death."
"But I'm afraid that you'll die... I'm starting to be afraid that you'll die in front of me and I can't do anything about it!" She was so scared that everything that happened today made her whole body tremble.
Song Yanzhou: [Do you want to go home? Wherever you go I will go.
Ciwu: [Are you a follower? I'll kill you.
Xu Yuyao: [... Most people are contradictory.
I will miss you till I die, Yuyao.
So the girl was no longer afraid of death, but she was reluctant to let go of this fate.
Intention: Let go of the past and persevere