Chapter 657

Su Bai didn't go to the memorial hall not because he killed Ah Liang, but because Su Bai knew very well that unless Tyrant suddenly snitched on him for killing Ah Liang, Lam Chun-ying and the rest wouldn't know that he had suddenly gone crazy. A person like Tyrant wouldn't go crazy all of a sudden.

Most importantly, as a temporary member of the party, he withdrew at the last moment of entering the cave. He didn't go in, nor did he say that he was going to rescue them. Even if he went to rescue them and inform them, the outcome wouldn't have changed. He might not even be able to make it in time.

However, it had happened. Fatso and Gyatso didn't die. This made Su Bai feel that it was a little troublesome. If both of them were really dead, there would only be him and Tyrant left in this story world. Even if there were a few other listeners who slipped through the net, it would make things a little clearer.

He booked a room in an inn. There was still a day before the end of the main mission. Su Bai felt that if he just calmly ended the main mission and moved on to the next main mission, it would be a good outcome. Compared to Fatso and Gyatso, or even compared to Tyrant, his current state should be the best to adjust and recover.

Before entering the story world and not long after entering the story world, the three of them formed a party. They had a good relationship and cooperation. However, when it came to matters related to interests, they would immediately stand on the side that benefited the most from their own interests, and the party would immediately disband. This didn't surprise Su Bai because it was a very natural thing to do.

The baby was placed on the ground by Su Bai. Su Bai indeed didn't look like a good father. He was purely a hands-off boss. Of course, the baby wasn't Su Bai's, but Su Bai didn't need to worry too much about the baby. It had a tenacious vitality, and it wouldn't be a problem to leave it on the ground to play on its own. If it wasn't for Su Bai's sudden mental illness that night, the baby wouldn't even be born now.

However, the baby had a good impression of Taoist Su Bai. He climbed to the bedside several times and opened his arms to ask for a hug from Su Bai who was lying on the bed looking out of the window. In the end, he was kicked off by Su Bai. The baby looked soft and tender, but was actually rough and thick, so it didn't hurt. However, he would still come up to ask for a hug every once in a while, only to be kicked off by Su Bai. It was like a game to the baby, and he never got tired of it.

At night, Su Bai ordered some wine and dishes, put the baby on the table, and threw him a chicken leg.

The baby put the chicken leg on the table by himself, then lay on the chicken leg and nibbled on it. For a baby who had just been born a few days ago, it was obviously a little unrealistic for him to sit and eat the chicken leg. He lay on his stomach to eat, and his white and tender buttocks swayed in front of Su Bai.

Su Bai took a sip of wine and slapped the buttocks. The baby didn't cry or make a fuss. He smiled and changed his position to continue to eat the chicken leg.

Looking at the little guy eating the greasy drumstick with satisfaction, Su Bai suddenly felt as if something had been touched in the depths of his heart. In his mind, the scene of him sitting alone at the table for the first time after his parents' death appeared, and he ate alone in front of a table full of dishes appeared in his mind.

Closing his eyes, Su Bai began to force himself to suppress that emotion. He didn't want his emotions to be affected by this kind of thing. This was the world of stories. Even if it seemed calm now, it would definitely not be smooth sailing.

When he opened his eyes, Su Bai saw the little guy crawling in front of him and pushing the chicken leg he had eaten in front of Su Bai's table. A pair of watery eyes were looking at Su Bai. Obviously, he couldn't speak, but he could sense the changes in Su Bai's emotions in the form of a pure child's heart.

Su Bai looked at the chicken leg that had been eaten in front of him and nodded. He picked it up and took a bite.

Only then did the little guy become happy. Then, he moved in front of Su Bai's wine glass and stuck out his tongue to lick it. Then, he immediately began to roll on the table, waving his hands and feet. It was obvious that the wine was spicy.

"Hehe."

Su Bai suddenly felt that this little guy was quite interesting.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

Su Bai knew that someone would come and he also guessed who it would be. That was why he asked the restaurant to prepare wine and dishes in advance.

"Come in." Su Bai poured wine into the wine glass opposite him.

Gyatso closed the door and walked in. He sat opposite Su Bai and did not stand on ceremony. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Then, Gyatso shook his head and looked at Su Bai.

"If you want to explain that thing, I don't want to hear it." The thing that Gyatso was talking about was the matter of entering the cave.

"I don't want to explain that thing." Gyatso was very direct. Naturally, Su Bai was also very direct. "In fact, I don't think that I need to explain that kind of thing."

That's right. How many times did the audience stab each other in the back?

Was there still a need to explain?

Everyone was an audience and not an experiencer. There was no need to dwell on this question. It was just like two armies going to war. Did they have to wait until both sides had set up their artillery and airfields before they agreed to start the war?

"Then, what is the meaning of today?" Gyatso placed one of his hands on the table. He did not touch the dishes, but his knuckles were gently knocking on the table. To a certain extent, Gyatso was very similar to Tyrant. They were both calm, terrifyingly calm. No matter what, he never seemed to have an emotional disorder. He had been scrupulously abiding by his own style and maintaining his own style. He was not affected by external factors.

"How is Fatso?" Su Bai asked.

"Not good. It would be good if he could drag it until the end of the story." Gyatso looked at Su Bai and said.

"En, what about you?"

"Can't you see what I look like?" One of Gyatso's arms was gone. The empty right cuff was still swaying slightly.

Su Bai nodded, "Today, I just wanted to treat you to a drink. There's nothing else."

"I've already drunk." From the beginning to the end, Gyatso was staring at Su Bai's eyes.

"Then you can leave." Su Bai continued to be very direct.

Gyatso smiled, stood up and pointed at the baby on the table.

"Who is he? I haven't seen him for a few days and he opened an asylum in the story world? "

"He is a joke." Su Bai said. This joke was not only about the baby, but also about Gyatso and Fatso. For a fake unrelated person, one risked his heart to fight with the zombie poison and the other lost an arm. If this wasn't a joke, what was?

"En, a joke." Gyatso turned around and walked out of the room. He came and left in a straightforward manner.

Su Bai looked at the little guy lying on the table obediently. He should be afraid of Gyatso's aura, so he was exceptionally quiet after Gyatso came in. However, there was one thing that Su Bai couldn't understand. Shouldn't his aura be more terrifying? Why was this guy not afraid of him at all? Was it because he was the doctor that delivered the baby?

Pushing open the window, Su Bai's room faced a small river. Standing here, he could see Gyatso walking back to the memorial hall. The scenery here was not bad, unlike the tall buildings in the real world. It was very difficult to find a quiet place with a small bridge and flowing water.

Gyatso didn't seem to know that Su Bai was looking at him from the window sill behind him. He continued to walk back with his empty sleeve in his other hand. Obviously, the words Su Bai said before he left still had an impact on Gyatso's heart. This fluttering sleeve was equivalent to a silent mockery.

The little guy jumped off the table and crawled to Su Bai's feet. Su Bai squatted down and reached out to pick up the little guy and put him by the window sill. The little guy was so excited that he kept flapping his little hands and feet.

He had just come to this world a few days ago and was very curious about it. However, if it wasn't for Su Bai's rampage that night, he might have been eaten as soon as he was born.

At this moment, when he looked forward again, Gyatso's figure had disappeared. He should have left.

A butterfly flew into the window and landed on the little guy's little bald head. The little guy looked up, as if he was afraid of scaring the butterfly, so he didn't dare to move.

Su Bai reached out to catch the butterfly and put it in front of the little guy.

The little guy was very excited. Looking at the butterfly, he also thought it was a very beautiful thing.

Who knew that as soon as the little guy's head got close to the butterfly, Su Bai would loosen his hand, and the butterfly, which had regained its freedom, flew away directly. The little guy leaned forward to catch the butterfly, but he lost his balance and fell out of the window. He kept staring at Su Bai, only to find that he did not reach out to catch him at all. Tears of grievance appeared in his eyes.

Then, with a splash, the little guy fell into the river.

Su Bai turned around and turned his back to the window.

"Bang!"

The door of the guest room collapsed in an instant. In the dust, Gyatso's figure appeared.

Su Bai clapped his hands and looked at Gyatso calmly.

"That doll, give it to me." One of Gyatso's eyes seemed to come alive. It turned red, and this color was constantly changing.

At this time, Gyatso was very scary. He had already become a demon.

Su Bai shrugged as if he didn't understand.

"I can understand that the monk deliberately tricked us,

I can understand that you left without saying goodbye,

But I can't understand that you brought that little thing with you and didn't do anything

If you had eaten him a long time ago, I would have understood and wouldn't have said anything, and I wouldn't have come back. This is a personal ability. If you ate him, it's your ability. I have no complaints

But..,

Since you don't eat him... "

"What?" Su Bai asked.

Gyatso's blood-red pupils suddenly constricted, and he replied very seriously:

"Then I'll eat him."

Su Bai smiled and didn't say anything.

"This is the story world. Everything here exists to make us die or make us stronger. What exactly is going on in your mind!" Gyatso's aura was rising and he began to pressure Su Bai.

Su Bai pointed at his face and asked, "Did the monk tell you what I look like?"

"Psychopath." Gyatso took the initiative to walk towards Su Bai, ready to attack at any moment.

Su Bai nodded,

"That's right,

I'm a psychopath,

You actually asked me why,

Are you stupid! "