People are weird, my girlfriend burned 100 million yuan for me

Chapter 17 Human Nature ([-])

The formation of weirdness requires certain special conditions to be met, not just death.

At this moment, Guan Cai had already turned off the TV.

Put on your coat and get ready to head to Renshang Bank.

At the gate of the community, Wang Yi had already stood beside the black car early.

Although Guan Cai had a vague guess, Wang Yi's appearance should be related to Brother Song.

But she is still not used to it, and has a meme-level weirdness to be her full-time driver.

Instead, it was Wen Xin holding the hot pot, bouncing and pulling Guan Cai into the black car.

"Uncle Wang Yan, let's go to Renshang Bank."

"it is good."

As soon as Wang Yi finished speaking, Guan Cai felt the scene outside the car window change.

The black car parked steadily at the gate of Renshang Bank.

so fast……

Guan Cai looked at Wang Yan who was firmly holding the steering wheel, and covered her mouth in surprise.

Although it is already the second time to ride a black car.

But Guan Cai still couldn't adapt to this huge gap in scene change.

Instead, Wen Xin pushed her and signaled Guan Cai to get out of the car.

"Come on, sister, otherwise Grandpa Chen will have to wait in a hurry."

Guan Cai and his party entered Renshang Bank and were in the secret room of the top office.

He saw Zhang Yunan who was setting up the desk, and Chen Jin who was scrolling through his cell phone.

Today Zhang Yunan is wearing a pure Yang scarf.

Solemnly put on a cassock covered with intricate embroidery.

The desk in front of him contained everything.

Copper coins, yellow paper, peach wood sword, incense burner, small flag and Bagua mirror.

After everything was tidied up, Zhang Yunan faced the strange magic circle on the wall.

Close your eyes and hold the incense, chant something in your mouth, and then insert three sticks of incense into the incense burner.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of dazzling walking.

Holding a mahogany sword in his hand, Zhang Yun'an sprayed yellow paper with a mouthful of blood.

Straight to the strange magic circle!

"At noon, the evil law is broken!"

As Zhang Yunan drank, the strange magic circle on the wall turned into blood.

Slowly flowed down the wall.

And Zhang Yun'an, whose face was pale, swayed after finishing the ceremony.

He fell straight behind him, and was supported by Chen Jin, who had a sharp eye and quick hands.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, just rest for a while..."

"Once this magic circle is broken, the Wealthy Monk will also suffer certain damage."

"In the short term, the ability should not be available."

"It's just that during this time, I want to take a good rest, and I can only provide you with information and suggestions."

"For weird incidents in reality, you have to rely on your local polling bureau."

Zhang Yunan coughed a few times, originally he would not be so weak.

It's just because of my own fault that I sprayed too much blood when I fell asleep at the end of Song Dynasty...

Give him another chance, even if you kill him, you won't be able to bring so many people to the strange spirit realm.

Chen Jin, who supported Zhang Yunan, sighed.

I originally thought that with the Taoist priest of the Tianshi Mansion sitting in charge, my pressure would be relieved a little.

But I didn't expect that the little Taoist priest would be so weak...

Just when Zhang and Chen were thinking about their own thoughts, a male voice called "Uh-huh" came from Chen Jin's pocket.

Hearing that rambunctious voice, the atmosphere between the two became subtle in an instant.

At the same time, everyone in the secret room looked at the two of them.

Including hot pot, everyone’s eyes widened!
Zhang Yun Anxu looked at Chen Jin and retracted his elbow without any trace.

In the awkward atmosphere, Chen Jin blushed.

He quickly explained.

"Live broadcast, it should be that the live broadcast just now was not turned off."

Feeling that the painting was getting darker, Chen Jin hurriedly took out his mobile phone, trying to turn off the sound.

But after seeing the picture on the phone screen, the old face froze.

"Taoist Master Yun'an, come and take a look."

"Sorry, Xiaodao doesn't have that kind of hobby..."

"Zhang Yun'an, show me a good look, what is this!"

Chen Jin roared suddenly, with a serious expression on his face.

Everyone on the side seemed to realize something, and they all came closer to check Chen Jin's mobile phone.

Then, they saw a tragic scene.

In a live broadcast room called "Rhythm 0".

It showed a male body with a bare upper body and only a pair of simple shorts.

And the voice came from the mouth of the man in shorts.

Because there is no good skin left on the man’s upper body.

His upper body had been cut into a bloody mess!
Suddenly, from outside the live broadcast screen, a distorted woman's face came in.

With the squirming of her swollen lips, a thin female voice sounded.

"Okay! Please invite the next 'painter' to come on stage and start greeting the challenger!"

Then the distorted woman's face left the live broadcast.

At the same time, the comments below the live broadcast screen began to scroll crazily.

"Why doesn't that man run away? He is clearly not restrained!"

"I watched it from the beginning, I know. That man seems to be drugged!"

"A man's body is the 'canvas'."

"There will be 'painters' who enter the room one by one, select items on the table, and paint on the man."

"The 'canvas' and the 'painter' seem to come from different places, and they were pulled into the weird live broadcast room by the organizer!"

Chen Jin and others noticed that there was a small table next to them.

The table is filled with all kinds of items.

There are knives, scissors, hooks, hammers, nectar...etc.

The comments in the live broadcast room continued to scroll, and more and more people entered the live broadcast room.

"Is this what the news calls weird? It seems very interesting."

"Upstairs is disgusting."

"Hey, it's just like a movie, it looks real."

"Stop barking, look, there are people coming out!"

Then live on the screen.

A woman with a terrified expression and shaking like chaff came in.

She reached for a hook and whimpered.

"Azu, I'm sorry...wuwuwu, I, I want to live!"

Then, a morbid smile crossed the woman's face.

The iron hook in his hand swung down fiercely towards the man's lower abdomen!
As the man's eyes widened, his breathing became weaker and weaker.

The comments in the live broadcast room were silent for two seconds, and then the screen was swiped by overwhelming barrage!
"Fuck! It's all leaking out!"

"Who is this woman? She's so cruel!"

"Looks like a man's girlfriend..."

"This is illegal! Didn't anyone call the police?"

It seems to touch some sensitive words.

The distorted head of the woman reappeared in the live broadcast.

"Breaking the law? No, no, no, this will be the greatest body art performance of this century!"

"Where else can you see such intuitive evil in human nature!?"

"Okay, our third painting is perfect!"

"This painting is called 'The Castration of Love'!"

"Let's see... who is the next canvas?"

As the thin woman's voice fell, everyone in Chen Jin who was watching the live broadcast couldn't help shivering.

Looking at each other, the same thought came to their minds.

This is spooky!

"This is weird. Doesn't the polling bureau have relevant information?"

Guan Cai couldn't help but ask.

"This should be a new weirdness that has just been formed after being exposed to enough resentment."

Zhang Yun'an, who had been silent all this time, slowly opened his mouth to speak.

"Yes."

Chen Jin took up Zhang Yunan's words and said seriously.

"I just contacted the headquarters and analyzed the data sent back from the headquarters."

"Because the strange news this morning was so shocking, ordinary people have a lot of resentment."

"Resentments have gathered on the Internet, forming a large number of strange and weird spiritual realms that have never been heard of before."

"This weird live broadcast room should be one of them."

Sudden.

Chen Jin, who was talking, paused.

He noticed that his mobile phone was switching background programs by itself.

Switch the screen back to the live broadcast interface just now.

Then the screen locked, and no matter how much he swiped, it stayed on the live broadcast interface.

Chen Jin raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong.

According to his experience, this means that he has been noticed by Weird.

And in the live broadcast room, a round of weird voting actually started.

[The previous round of body art exhibition has ended, and the next round of exhibition will start soon. 】

[The next round of participants will be selected by the audience by secret ballot. 】

[The one with the highest number of votes will be the canvas, and the rest will be the painters in order. 】

[In total, there will be three painters and one canvas. 】

[Of course, you can also choose not to choose, and then this exhibition will automatically be cancelled. 】

[Friendly reminder, both the painter and the canvas come from the audience in front of our screen. 】

【let's start! 】

Chen Jin pulled down the voting column and found dozens of options.

They are all occupations, plus their own names.

For example, the writer-Sun Bing, the sanitation worker-Wu Qiangguo, the second generation rich-Li Yu...

Among dozens of options.

The most eye-catching option Chen Jin saw was...

Member of the polling bureau - Chen Jin.

"Unlucky, this happened to me after watching a short video."

Chen Jin's face looked a little ugly.

After carefully studying the prompts on the voting column, Chen Jin was thoughtful.

Seems weird, is there a bug?

Following the prompt text, he found that there was a very simple way to crack it.

That is not to choose.

If you do not choose, you will automatically enter the next round of exhibitions.

If you continue not to choose in the next round of exhibitions, no one will be harmed.

But it is also the most difficult method.

The evil hidden behind the screen is unimaginable.

The barrage of the live broadcast, after a short period of calm.

Start a chatty discussion.

"What do you mean? It means that as long as you don't choose, no one will participate?"

"Everyone don't choose! Don't encourage the birth of this evil!"

"That's right, as long as you don't choose this round and don't choose the next round, this weirdness is like a clown."

I didn’t pay attention to the one-sided comments on the barrage.

Chen Jin stared at the voting column.

It doesn't matter how you say it, the key is how you do it.

Fortunately, the voting column is still in disarray.

If you continue to do so, you really have a chance to crack the rules.

But the next second, a bright red vote suddenly appeared in the column for "Rich Second Generation - Li Yu".

"How can anyone really vote? This is a matter of life and death!"

"There must be something wrong with those dogs who hate the rich! These unruly people should all be pulled out and shot!"

"Upstairs, if you are in such a hurry, it can't be that rich second generation Li Yu."

Chen Jin sighed heavily.

Sure enough, one cannot expect such a thing.

After the vote appeared in the "Rich Second Generation - Li Yu" column, it seemed like something had opened.

More or less votes were cast for all the options on the voting column.

The person with the highest number of votes and firmly ranked first is the "rich second generation".

What Chen Jin never expected was that the option "Member of the Polling Bureau-Chen Jin" ranked second!

Looking at the constantly beating votes, Chen Jin raised his head.

He met Guan Cai and Zhang Yunan's worried eyes.

"Uncle Chen, if that's the case...you might be pulled into a strange spiritual realm to be a painter?"

Guan Cai stared nervously at the vote.

Although Chen Jin's number of votes has been clinging to the rich second generation, but fortunately there is still a gap.

The voting time is almost over in one minute.

"Xiaoguan, lend me your phone."

Chen Jin suddenly opened his mouth and said.

Guan Cai didn't understand what she was saying, but she handed the phone to Chen Jin obediently.

Chen Jin got the phone and dialed a series of short numbers.

He dialed a phone call calmly.

"Hello, leader."

"It's me, Chen Jin."

"Headquarters should be testing this 'Rhythm 0' live broadcast room."

"Yes, that's the one with my vote."

"I apply to use manpower to push my ranking to the top."

"Yes, I've thought about it, I have a zombie body, and the damage of ordinary people is negligible to me."

"That's another way to crack it."

"Okay, that's it."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jin was caught in the complicated eyes of Guan Cai and Zhang Yun'an.

In the live broadcast room voting, I cast a vote for myself.

"Uncle Chen..."

Guan Cai opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, if our front-line investigators don't go up, should we ask ordinary people to go up?"

"Those with small knives and small sticks can't do anything to our zombie body."

Chen Jin smiled freely, and stroked his three white hairs.

"Xiao Zhang, are there any talismans at the bottom of the box?"

"Let us use it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunan silently took out two pieces of yellow paper from his pocket.

"One for strengthening the body and one for raising the corpse. Using them together will help you a little bit more strangely."

Everyone understood that Chen Jin's trip was extremely dangerous.

His strength is only at the ferocious level.

Even under physical limitations, he couldn't fully exert his ferocious strength.

The weird level of "Rhythm 0" is still unclear.

The atmosphere among everyone gradually became tense.

"Moved!"

"Uncle Chen... your number of votes has skyrocketed!"

"Soon, we'll be number one..."

At the same time, in a single-family villa in a city in Xia State.

There was a hysterical howl.

"Keep on brushing up! Put up that stupid poll bureau member!"

"I must not be a canvas, absolutely not!"

"For this kind of thing, people from the government should be at the forefront!"

Thanks to the unremitting efforts of the polling bureau and the rich second generation Li Yu, the two sides have made unremitting efforts.

Finally, before the deadline for voting, Chen Jin's name was pushed to the top of the voting list!

in the live room.

"Polling Bureau-Chen Jin" in large scarlet characters kept scrolling on the barrage.

On the live broadcast screen, the twisted woman's face appeared again.

"Let me see which lucky one will take on new art as a canvas!"

"Yes, the canvas selected this time seems to have attracted a lot of viewers."

"Come on! Let us have the canvas for this exhibition—Mr. Chen Jin!"

With the sharp female voice, Chen Jin suddenly appeared in the "Rhythm 0" live broadcast room.

(End of this chapter)