Chapter 22: The Deadly Game Rules

ew that Zheng Zun intended to explain the matter himself. With a smile, he said, "Zheng Xiang need not refuse." 。The meaning of this is to ask Zhengxiang to spare some time and help them revise the p...Everett didn't know what Ye Youxiao was thinking, he took the glasses and looked at them again carefully, like a father sending his daughter off to marriage, solemnly handed them to Ye Youxiao. This pair of 4D glasses was an important research achievement of his, but he was like Prince Henry the Navigator of Portugal, although he dedicated his life to the ocean, he never sailed himself. His friends knew about his habit, researching crossing over but never actually practicing it, so they called him "Everett the Third".

To be honest, Ye Youxiao didn't want to return to the Tang Dynasty. Anyone who had been to the Tang Dynasty would know how disappointing and terrifying it was. But he couldn't stay in America, and he couldn't go to China. Returning to the Tang Dynasty at least meant having his adoptive father and sister take care of him. Oh well, just like that someone said, be steady, be low-key, split wood and feed horses every day, until he truly had some skills...

"By the way, I forgot to ask you," Everett interrupted his thoughts, he turned to look at Everett.

Since you come from the future, what was the world like back then

Ye Youxiao suddenly remembered a saying, “Heavenly secrets cannot be divulged.” However, this elder brother was truly kind to him, no matter what, he had to tell him.

"Well, at that time, America was still very powerful."

Everett smiled. "I believe that."

Looking at the proud Americans, Ye Youxiao felt a little unconvinced: “However, China is also catching up and starting to prosper.”

Everitt was silent for a moment before saying, "It seems that studying Chinese language systems will be a lucrative business in the future."

Ye Youxiao thought it was funny. What was this guy thinking He kept asking questions, trying to prove his research was right.

"Oh, right, that thing, the Soviet Union, was taken down by America, no, it split apart."

Everett grabbed Ye Youxiao's arm. "Really"

Ye Youxiao struggled with all his might: "Of course it's true, and 30 years from now, you can see it with your own eyes."

Everett smiled: "That's great news, but I wonder who the president will be at that time, McCarthy perhaps"

Ye Youxiao shook his head. "I don't have time to learn about all that foreign stuff. I haven't even figured out my own problems yet." Thinking of his predicament as a traverser, his face grew grim again.

Everett patted him sympathetically on the shoulder. "Yes, yes, caring about international affairs doesn't make you a national leader. To take what should be idle chatter and turn it into the theme of your life, that person must be a failure."

Ye Youxiao was not interested in discussing philosophical themes with him. He had a more pressing concern: "But if I've traveled back to the Tang Dynasty, wouldn't a long time have passed there Years or even decades"

Everett grew serious. "Leaf, you should believe in my abilities and the accuracy of these 4D glasses. When you travel back, you'll be amazed to find that you haven't spent even an hour."

"An hour!" Ye Youxiao exclaimed.

"Not even close! But, Ye," Everett suddenly grabbed Ye Youxiao's hand, his face contorted with a pleading expression. This surprised Ye Youxiao and made him think that Everett was about to reveal a very important secret.

"I'd like to ask you," Everett swallowed, "after you go back, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, I'd like for you to come back to this little cabin and tell me about your new experiences."

"That's good, but only if I'm still alive." Ye Youxiao took the time to look out for his own interests.

Of course, of course, you're definitely still alive and well. "Everett said earnestly: Because I need you to provide the latest transmigration data, the data! Believe me, this is the most important thing to me, only you can give it to me!"

Ye Youxiao finally smiled. There was nothing more exciting than being needed by others. He put on his glasses, and according to Everett, gently pushed the small button on the temple forward one notch, and casually asked: "Is that right"

His vision went black, a wave of cold water rushing into his mouth. Ye Youxiao scrambled out, muttering in his heart: “The stuff these Americans made really works, it got me back to Xingzhen Guan instantly.”

A thought crossed his mind: it was a pity that life had come to an end, yet the fellow still wanted him to return to Myriad Realms often...

The thought scared Ye Youxiao so much that he jumped up: What does it mean to be at the end of life I'm only ten years old, how is that possible!

A cold thought flashed through his mind: after you crossed over and left, your life in the Tang Dynasty was already over.

Ye Youxiao almost wanted to scream his lungs out, but it was obviously useless. The little ghost was inside his head. How could he reason with it Besides, the one ending his own life didn't seem to be this little ghost, did it

Ye Youxiao could only slowly recall: after all, this body is ours to share. If I die, you can't come back either.

Thoughts: Well, there's nothing to be done about it. It's not like I wanted your life as a result.

Ye Youxiao, looking at his drenched clothes, suddenly thought: I'm still alive, how could this little ghost scare me so much that my soul left my body

Thought: I'm about to die.

Ye Youxiao took off his shoes, shaking the water from them. In his heart, he thought, "My life is near its end, how much longer can I live"

A thought flashed through his mind: he didn't know how long he could live, but the rules of the underworld were clear - if he wanted to continue living, he had to do good deeds.

Ye Youxiao was startled by this thought and immediately wondered, "Can doing good deeds prolong one's life"

Thoughts are affirmative.

Ye Youxiao thought to himself, "What principle is this again I wonder if Everett III can explain it"

The thought occurred: "Good deeds done will be recorded in the underworld, reported to heaven, and thus life can be extended."

Ye Youxiao thought again, "I wonder how to do this good deed"

A bunch of thoughts flashed through my mind immediately: "If it's a small good deed, it can extend your life by one year; a great good deed, by ten years. If you achieve fame that lasts through the ages, then naturally this punishment will be broken, and you will live out your full lifespan. Even if you eventually depart from this world, people will build temples and shrines in your honor, making you immortal."

After waiting for a long time, no new thoughts emerged. Ye Youxiao was disappointed: "At most, it can only extend my life by ten years Then I'm still a typical early death!" Tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously.

My mind was blank, even the moonlight seemed dim. I walked back slowly, one step forward, one step back. Wait, what Everett said— Ah Where are the 4D glasses Everett gave me I searched my whole body, but there were no glasses!

Thought to myself, don't panic. As Grandpa said, stay calm during big events! Well, I can't possibly be calm right now. Calmness is nowhere to be found; all I have is anger. Anger enough to fill a cauldron!

Ten thousand miles away, crossing a thousand years, what am I doing in this broken Tang Dynasty As soon as I logged in, they gave me a death sentence! What crime have I committed They say leaving the Tang Dynasty means my life will disappear But isn't that exactly what I did now At least give me eighty more years to live!

In a fit of anger, I suddenly remembered that I still hadn't found my 4D glasses. I was sure I had put them on before leaving, wasn't I Did Everett take them off me Americans really are such cheapskates!

"Hold on, he was outside the glass house at the time! How could he have taken my glasses Don't blame innocent people."

Could it have fallen on the way through time travel

Or, just now I was flooded with water, and it seems like I was struggling around randomly again. At this time, the 4D glasses fell off Well, this idea makes the most sense!

Immediately return to the Xingzhen observation, and after some splashing in the water, finally touched the glasses!

Heaven hasn't let me down!

He hastily wiped the 4D glasses clean and carefully put them away in his pocket. Cherish them well, for they are your only connection to the outside world, to modern civilization.

I retraced my steps back to the road leading to Baili Town, trying to release the tension in my chest and calm myself down. I thought: since there are rules in the underworld, we should respect them and play this game properly. Even though the stakes are unimaginably high – our own lives – treating time travel like taking a bus is too casual, no wonder the King of Hell was furious.

Better make sure you're alive for another year.

Well, let's do a good deed first, like, say, washing my stepfather's feet Who knows if that counts as a good deed

A thought flashed through my mind: this is filial piety, not a good deed.

Ye Youxiao got a little angry again: "How come I have to go fix bridges and roads"

Thought flashed: This is certainly a good deed.

Ye Youxiao thought this little ghost was so stupid. Repairing bridges and roads, the young master doesn't have the money, the strength, or the time, how could he possibly do it

With no new thoughts in his mind, Ye Youxiao began to consider a practical problem: how to explain it to his stepfather.

Having spent the night away, how can I explain And my whole body is soaked, what happened Most importantly, this pair of sunglasses, absolutely cannot let anyone see them. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, how can I go to Everitt's territory in the Wan Yuan Realm

He tucked the sunglasses deeper into his bosom and, as a sudden drumbeat reached his ears, looked up to see darkness blanketing the town of Bazili. The drumming wasn't at all what he expected for this time of day - it was only four watch before dawn! A surge of joy pulsed through Ye Youxiao: he could sneak back now, change into dry clothes, and then sleep soundly. He'd get tonight's events swept under the rug, buried deep in his stomach forever.

He tiptoed into the room, but heard no snoring from his stepfather. He thought to himself that his stepfather seemed quiet tonight as he slept. Just as he was about to take off his clothes, a flash of firelight caught his eye, and someone had lit a lamp.

Ye Youxiao looked up and cried out in his heart, "Oh no!" Not only was his godfather sitting on the kang staring at him, but Ye Dalian's mother and daughter were also looking at him with wide eyes. Ye Dalian tightened her daughter's big shirt, but immediately looked back at Ye Youxiao.

Ye Youxiao's thoughts whirled inside his head, but his mind was blank, not a single idea came to him. He cursed inwardly: Damn little ghost, stinking little ghost, why don't you come and save me quickly!

A thought flashed through his mind: maybe the only way was to admit fault. If he hurt himself badly enough, perhaps it would evoke sympathy from his foster fathers

I thought about it for a moment, and this idea seemed feasible. I immediately squeezed out a smile and said, "Father, Mother, elder sister, it's late at night, why aren't you resting yet"

Ye Hou Sheng's voice was muffled: "Where did you go Why are you soaked all over"

Seeing Ah Ye speak, elder sister immediately chimed in: "You still know that it's late at night. Why aren't you sleeping at home"

"Ye Dalian hurriedly said, "Don't say any more, quickly go to our room and change into dry clothes. You need to take good care of yourself while you are sick."

Ye Youxiao's heart warmed. His mother still cared about him! He hurried towards the room where they were staying.

Ye Hou-sheng watched Ye You-xiao leave, frowning and saying, "This kid, wandering around in the middle of the night."

Ye Ma looked at her mother and said, "I shouldn't have let him go. I should have made him tell us the time before we let him leave."

Ye Dalian said, “Isn’t this because you’re afraid he’ll get sick”

"Ye Ma didn't accept this: 'He's been wearing wet clothes for so long and hasn't gotten sick. He could just wear them for another moment and explain things clearly! Why wait'"

Ye Hou Sheng lightly patted his daughter's hand: "Don't argue with your mother. You've seen it yourself, tell me, what happened to You Xiao tonight"

"Mother, my daughter slept so soundly, I had to wake her myself. Only then did I realize that her friend, Xiao, was gone."

Ye Dalian sighed: “Your father came to ask me, knowing where you've gone I’m baffled, it’s the middle of the night, where could he have gone Perhaps he went on a nocturnal excursion with the spirits!”

Mother Ye said, "Seeing him soaked through, he must have gone to cause trouble. I just don't know where he went to cause trouble and came back."

Ye Hou Sheng also sighed: "How many boys are not mischievous Just don't cause a big disaster."

Ye Ma smiled sweetly and, leaning against her father's shoulder, asked: "Father, when you were little, did you also cause so much trouble"

Ye Hou Sheng angrily opened her hand, Ye Ma smiled warmly and hid behind her mother. At this moment, they heard a knock on the door, it was Ye Youxiao who came back in dry clothes.

Mrs. Ye hurriedly got up and said, "Sir, please first ask Your Grace about his whereabouts I'll go get his clothes ready." Then she went out to the next door neighbor's house.

Ye Hou-sheng looked at the curtain that Ye Da-niang had taken with her when she went out, but said nothing. Ye Hou-sheng looked at his elder sister and could only say: "Father, this time it was my fault."

Ye Hou Sheng thought for a while and said, “Wen'er go help your mother, tidy up Xiaohuo’s clothes, and then go to sleep.”

Ye's mother looked at Aye strangely. Seeing that Ye Housheng had made up his mind, she could only reluctantly get up and go back to the room.

Ye Youxiao hesitated on what to say, but then Ye Housheng said, "Quickly extinguish the candle and go to sleep."

Ye Youxiao was stunned: "Father, isn't it asking where his son went tonight"

Ye Hou-sheng scolded, "Don't you hear Father Go to sleep now, we have a long journey tomorrow!"

Lying on the kang, Ye Youxiao couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He kept rehearsing his lies and various coping schemes in his mind. He was racking his brain about how to answer his mother; if his elder sister mocked him, how should he retort After thinking about it for a long time, he still hadn't figured it out. Unexpectedly, the outcome turned out like this!

This result was completely unexpected!

Perhaps, Aya should ask again tomorrow

Perhaps, this is what fatherly love is Even knowing he'll be staying out all night, he just waits silently. When his son comes back, he lets it go. Men don't like to pry into things. Once something is over, they immediately start thinking about tomorrow.

A man's gaze always turns towards tomorrow, towards the distance.

What about you

Ye Youxiao felt another headache coming on: before he crossed over, doing good deeds like Lei Feng was commonplace. But that was all voluntary (well, it sort of was), unlike this situation where not doing good deeds meant death! Worst of all, there were no clear time limits! If you're setting the rules, at least make them clear!

Listening to his stepfather's steady snoring, Ye Youxiao felt even more awake. He touched the 4D glasses in his bosom and pondered secretly, should he go to the Wan Yuan domain once and tell Everett that he was about to die The American was all-powerful, maybe he could save his life If I really died, all the crossing data he wanted would be gone.

How is this like using one's life to blackmail someone Ye [name], a fine young man, shouldn't act like this. But as long as it saves my life—wait, crossing once means I'll die in the underworld of the Tang Dynasty; if I come back again, will those underworld workers dismember and erase my body Completely close the door to returningricked someone into a quiet room. Although Wen'er and Si Niang were also there, she was still afraid that Youxiao would do something wicked. She hurriedly looked at her husband. 。Ye Hou-sheng didn't t...