Three Towers Game

Breaking rules, breaking free from restraints.

In the end, what Chaohua wanted to do back then were these eight words. Now, it seems Little Tree has achieved it.

He suddenly smiled:

”That’s great... really great!”

Wen Tingyun said:

”Do you... believe my analysis?”

Wen Juanhai said:

”Of course I believe it. What the Hua and Xishu brothers are capable of, is naturally something ordinary people can’t imagine. No matter how outrageous, I believe it.”

Wen Tingyun added:

”Do we need to do anything? Little Tree came to the Underworld... It doesn’t seem like he’s here for the Wen Family.”

Wen Juanhai said:

”In the realm of the Netherworld, what do we Wen Family matter? We can’t do anything. Better not to do anything.”

”As long as we don’t drag him down. But you should bring some merit tomorrow and give it to him.”

”By the way, he hasn’t exposed himself; he hasn’t acknowledged you?”

Wen Tingyun nodded:

”Yes, Little Tree has not acknowledged me.”

Wen Juanhai said:

”Then you shouldn’t acknowledge him either, just act as if you’re supporting a friend. And be smart about it, don’t get caught, don’t bring trouble to Little Tree. Also, only I need to know about this, don’t reveal it to other Wen Family members.”

”Even though everyone has come to terms with why only those two brothers survived in the end, they’ll certainly be happy for their achievements, but...”

”A living person entering the realm of the dead is certainly taboo. If the Law Enforcer knows, it might bring trouble.”

Wen Tingyun responded:

”Rest assured.”

The conversation between the two came to an end.

Wen Juanhai had actually thought about contacting Wen Xishu, if necessary... the Wen Family wouldn’t mind dying once more for these brothers.

But in the end, he stopped.

Death is the greatest separation, and the Wen Family has already made its contribution.

Next, it’s time to trust those two brothers.

After all, you have to leave the Spiritual Body to hear future stories, right? Otherwise, wouldn’t it be too frustrating?

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...

In the central building of the Land of the Dead.

Wen Xishu had waited here for two days. He was starting to lose confidence, thinking that the dream contact might have failed?

But the Horse-headed Lady clearly stated that the other side had agreed earnestly and seriously in the dream, and typically, in such cases, the delivery rate of the dream message was absolutely up to standard.

But after all, it’s just a dream contact, with too much instability.

Therefore, Wen Xishu was not sure.

Luckily... on the morning of the third day, Wen Xishu finally saw a familiar face, not from the Wen Family.

When that person pressed the button for the thirteenth floor of the elevator, Wen Xishu immediately stuck close.

The elevator was as packed as usual.

In the Spiritual Body form, there’s no such thing as a heartbeat.

Yet when Wen Xishu saw that person’s face, he still felt as if his own heart had sped up.

Jin Zhenyuan!

He really was here; he had seen Mr. Jin.

But the issue was that the aura of this Mr. Jin seemed different.

Aura is something very mysterious. Some say it’s supported by money, some say it’s supported by makeup and dressing, as long as you pose for photos, anyone can have an aura.

Wen Xishu also didn’t quite believe in aura, just like someone could foolishly say ”meaningful living means living well, living well means meaningful living,” and could immediately change his aura and say ”competing for superiority, deciding life and death.”

However, at this moment, Wen Xishu indeed felt that this Mr. Jin was no longer the immortal-like figure he saw in the bunker.

Instead, there was a sense of sneakiness.

When Mr. Jin entered the thirteenth floor, Wen Xishu followed behind Mr. Jin, suddenly shouting:

”Liu Zhizai!”

The entire body of Mr. Jin in front of him shook, then he immediately turned his head.

He was now a ghost, a Spiritual Body, which, to people, meant he was a ghost.

But at this moment, he seemed less like a ghost and more like someone who had seen a ghost.

”Seeing a ghost!”

This thought suddenly appeared in Liu Zhizai’s mind.

How could he encounter Wen Xishu here?

Seeing the expression on the other person’s face, Wen Xishu also understood that his suspicion was correct.

Liu Zhizai, who had lived for eight or nine decades, shouldn’t be easily frightened, but the mere mention of his name shocked him, indicating that the name Liu Zhizai was linked to a secret.

Liu Zhizai suddenly realized, this was a trap!

Wen Xishu, through some means, had increased his own merit greatly, and then upon receiving the message, went to claim the merit, only to find Wen Xishu waiting for him there!

They didn’t get along in life, so why wouldn’t he let him go even after death?

Liu Zhizai wanted to run, but Wen Xishu was already blocking the elevator door.

”You’re hiding a secret, and you don’t want the Law Enforcer to come, do you?” Wen Xishu said.

Actually, Wen Xishu was more afraid of the Law Enforcer than Liu Zhizai, but now he was very aware that he had stumbled upon a meticulously arranged secret.

A death fraud!

Now, it was Liu Zhizai who was feeling guilty.

Regarding Mr. Jin’s death, all that was needed next was a thorough interrogation, to pry open Liu Zhizai’s mouth, and then some of the secrets behind could be revealed.

Wen Xishu said:

”I organized your merit, no need to thank me. For a senior who bravely sacrificed himself in the Slaughter Tower, it’s something I should do.”

”But you can claim it later. Shall we talk for a bit now?”

Liu Zhizai said:

”You’re dead too?”

Wen Xishu shrugged:

”Yeah, I’m dead too. Senior, you died first, and then I died.”

Liu Zhizai suddenly laughed, laughing wildly:

”Hahahahahahahaha... Good riddance, good riddance!”

”What bunker legend? What Deceit Tower’s first person, dead is good!”

”Wen Xishu, since you’re dead too, then I, old as I am, am no longer afraid of you.”

In fact, Liu Zhizai really shouldn’t be afraid of Wen Xishu.