Behind the teleportation array was darkness.
Bai Fanlu vaguely felt that this feeling seemed somewhat familiar.
Didi: "This is a copy of the dubbing. As a reminder, the host does not need to take any action. Follow the lines of the character in red in the lower right corner and combine the dubbing with the scene notes. You can pass the level without any mistakes in the whole process."
Didi: "If there is an error, this scene will start again. There is no limit to the number of times, but the copy time will be extended. Please pay attention to the host."
Dub copy? It sounds a bit interesting, and it looks like some kind of language test. Bai Fanlu adjusted his mentality with a sigh of relief. He must pass the level once and get the peerless magic weapon as soon as possible.
Just as he was thinking, a small box appeared at the bottom right of his field of vision, and several silver characters appeared on it.
Prologue · Dark Source.
The words disappeared in a flash of light, and there was a sense of déjà vu of watching a blockbuster movie.
The words that suddenly sounded were like a narration in a movie, with plot subtitles appearing at the same time.
When the heaven and the earth first opened, the two worlds of god and man were divided, the clear air rose, and the dirty air sank. The Creator God is nameless, disappears from the dark source, and uses his body to determine light and darkness. From then on, he will never enter the world again.
The oppressive space, the silent atmosphere, and the darkness that can't be seen, seem to be alone, and time stands still here.
The system said that he didn't need to act on his own, Bai Fanlu just relied on his feeling, his body seemed to be moving forward all the time, there was no ground under his feet, he seemed to be stepping on the air, but he would not fall down.
Gradually, a blurry white shadow appeared at the end of the field of vision.
He was heading in that direction, obviously it wasn't far away, but after walking for an unknown amount of time, he got a little closer to the white shadow, but he still couldn't see clearly, he only knew it was in the shape of a human.
Suddenly, the white shadow moved slightly and threw something, and golden light shone in all of a sudden.
After his eyes got used to the light, Bai Fanlu took a closer look, and it turned out to be an ancient mirror, not dust!
"Finally created... Man is in the dust, not dust."
Bai Fanlu heard a gloomy and clear voice, very recognizable, with some unique sense of vicissitudes, but it was pleasant to hear, and hearing this sentence, Bai Fanlu was startled at the same time.
The creation is not dust, so could this white shadow be... the God of Creation
Naturally, he was in awe, and Bai Fanlu wanted to see what this god who was born at the beginning of the world looked like.
It's a pity that the body cannot be manipulated, and all I see is an indistinct white shadow.
Chuang Shishen faced the ancient mirror, and Bai Fanlu waited for a long time before hearing him chuckle slightly.
"It seems to be like this... I can't remember exactly..."
At the next moment, Bai Fanlu felt himself being pulled by some invisible force, teleporting towards Buchen, and in the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of the white shadow.
"From now on, you will be the mirror image I created."
Chuangshi Shen whispered to himself, "What name should I give you?"
It was only then that Bai Fanlu realized that there was a frosted glass-like mirror in front of him.
So is he in the dust? Became a mirror image created by the Creator God? Isn't he
"Let's call it Jiuli, the people of Jiuzhou, the people of the world, okay?"
"..."
"Huh?" Chuangshi Shen said again, "Forget that you are not conscious now... How about it, I will teach you some basic language principles."
As he said that, Chuang Shi Shen seemed to move his hands, and Bai Fanlu felt a white light floating in front of his eyes, and his forehead felt hot.
"You don't need other skills, as long as you can draw."
Chuangshishen said slowly, "Just draw some pictures for me. People, landscapes and things can be used... I haven't seen it for a long time, and I don't know what the world looks like now..."
Bai Fanlu now understood that the Creator God created Mo Jiuli and gave him superb painting skills for this purpose.
No wonder when he dreamed of Mo Jiuli in the game of chess, he told Qi Zhao that all his paintings were given away to others, and it turned out that they were given to the God of Creation.
But why didn't the God of Creation come out to see it himself, and asked for a mirror image with a fake hand? What is in this dark space? He must stay here without leaving an inch? Hearing what he said, it seemed like he had been there for a long time.
"You need an identity to go out."
"Maybe my dilapidated temple has not been visited by anyone for a long time. A woman just came yesterday. She was separated from her child since she was a child. She probably had nowhere to ask for help, and she even asked for me."
"I'll do it for her. Her youngest son is long gone, so why don't you let him replace him, and pay her back."
"If she finds you, tell her that the god who fulfilled her wish will name you 'Jiuli'."
After Chuang Shi Shen finished speaking, he raised his hand, and Bai Fanlu's eyes suddenly brightened, and the darkness suddenly dissipated.
Looking around, the surrounding grass was luxuriant, and behind him was really a ruined temple. Human voices could be faintly heard not far away, and then a woman in fine clothes and a few servants hurried over.
Afterwards, living in the palace for a long time, Bai Fanlu became what people call "His Ninth Prince", that Mo Jiuli who had appeared in a dream.
The pictures are framed and quickly pass by before the eyes, like watching flowers on horseback.
When the flow of time suddenly slowed down, the scene in front of me turned into green mountains and green waters, green trees and blooming flowers.
Looking at the Yanliu Painting Bridge from the shore, you can see pavilions and waterside pavilions everywhere.
Several bright characters appeared in the lower right corner of the field of vision.
The first act · first acquaintance.
Bai Fanlu still remembered this dream.
The man in front of him has a squinting face, and the knife is slapped on the table. Looking at it closely, it is not as good as in the dream, but it is a bit bluffing.
But he can't move, so just watch the show and wait for someone to rescue him.
Nakaki
Thinking who will arrive, Bai Fanlu was still thinking about it, the rough-faced man in front of him was thrown off his back, and Bai Fanlu himself was picked up by the waist, and landed on a boat in the blink of an eye.
"Are you OK?"
This voice! Bai Fanlu's head became hot. Isn't this the emperor's attack sound of his male god's natal life
Bai Fanlu couldn't control his body movements, but the man looked down at him first.
All I saw was a tough yet handsome face, a bright and flamboyant smile, and a natural arrogance that could not be concealed. He was worthy of being the ancient Emperor Zhaohe.
Like the Mo Jiuli that Bai Fanlu had seen in the mirror, Qi Zhao and his reincarnation Yun Zhan did not look alike, so it was no wonder that when Xun Huang saw Yun Zhan, he couldn't recognize him as an enemy.
Bai Fanlu paid attention to his field of vision, there were no so-called lines in red letters, it seemed that he didn't need to answer here.
The smile on Qi Zhao's face turned into surprise, "You are actually a man?"
A line of red words appeared below the field of vision, followed by a tone of voice in brackets.
Bai Fanlu smiled lightly, "What do you think? Oh, thank you for saving me, I have to go."
I was a little flustered, but it seemed to be okay. Finally, I had done dramas before, so I wasn't completely blind.
Bai Fanlu felt his body jump out of the cabin, and jumped ashore in a few steps.
"Hey! What's your name?" Qi Zhao shouted from behind.
"My servant, Mo Jiuli, see you again by fate." With this second sentence, it is more natural.
Bai Fanlu actually wanted to try dubbing radio dramas a long time ago, but he didn't have much confidence. After all, this is not a one-person job, but now in the system, the others are all system NPCs, so there is no need to have psychological pressure.
Unexpectedly, this last dungeon fulfilled him, and it still matched CP with the male god's original life.
But at first he thought his heart was in a rush, but actually he felt fine. To him, the male god seemed to be just a nicer voice. Now that he had a mission, his heart was filled with another person.
Since it's the last, let's take it as an experience and work hard! Bai Fanlu thought, secretly encouraging himself.
The scene in front of me is blurred, and some kind of switch is completed.
It's a very, very long story, the essence of which is just mentioned in a few sentences, which is the encounter.
And after meeting, it is considered an acquaintance.
Bai Fanlu walked with Mo Jiuli in the world, and his role obviously had few words. Bai Fanlu always paid attention to whether there were lines, for fear of missing a sentence.
Walking and walking, I stopped in front of a storytelling stand.
I just heard the beginning of the story of a gifted man and a beautiful woman, and when I was crowded around, someone interrupted, "Do you like to hear this?"
It was Qi Zhao, with a familiar tone, not at all polite as if he had only met once.
No lines, it seems that at this time to keep silent.
Bai Fanlu ignored him, and when the storyteller on the stage finished telling those strange things and left the booth, Qi Zhao had already disappeared.
Back at the residence, Mo Jiuli waited on him with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone as usual, and recorded all the prosperous scenes in the market that he saw today.
When I finished the first painting, there was a sudden breeze blowing around me, and a person sat in the rattan chair with a big lala, with a reckless posture, which could be called suave at first glance.
Needless to say, it was still Qi Zhao.
Bai Fanlu still had no lines.
He continued to ignore him, just waiting for Mo Jiuli to finish painting one after another.
Qi Zhao was drinking tea and waiting beside him, obviously it was someone else's residence but he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.
After each painting, Mo Jiuli would turn his head to see if the person had left.
But Qi Zhao didn't realize it, he bent one long leg and put it on the other knee, put one hand on his lips and smiled, narrowed his long and narrow eyes half-closed, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked like a full-on dude.
At this time, Bai Fanlu finally had a line, "What's the matter, Your Excellency?"
"Didn't you say goodbye by fate?"
"..." There are no more lines.
Bai Fanlu suddenly thought, maybe the Chuangshi God only taught Mo Jiuli the simplest interpersonal communication, and Qi Zhao's unreasonable behavior made him unable to deal with it, so this situation happened.
But then how did Mo Jiuli become like in the dream, feeling a bit black-bellied and shrewd, making Qi Zhao jump in anger every time
"After following you for a few days, I figured it out."
Qi Zhao patted his clothes, walked to the desk, picked up Mo Jiuli's painting and looked at it, "Do you want to draw everything you see?"
Qi Zhao shook his head, "It's too monotonous for you to draw like this. Everything around here is mostly the same, and there are more interesting and beautiful places to go, so it's worth painting."
Bai Fanlu followed his lines and said, "Where are we going?"
Qi Zhao smiled brightly, "Nanjiang, Beimo, Xishan, Donghai are all good places to go, do you want to see and see?"
Mo Jiuli's next line is, "... yes." There are notes in the brackets, so answer after thinking.
After Bai Fanlu finished reading, he thought that Mo Jiuli was really like a piece of wood at this time, so he agreed to go on a trip with the unknown person who had only met three times and broke into the house in the middle of the night
Even Qi Zhao asked before leaving, "I just appeared suddenly, are you not afraid?"
Bai Fanlu replied indifferently, "Not afraid."
It's no wonder that Mo Jiuli is not afraid, he has even seen the Creator God, and knows his origin and mission, so of course he is not afraid of these magical things.
At this time, the scene switched again, and the lower right displayed: Act One First Acquaintance, End.
Immediately afterwards, the second act, into the heart.
Narrator: Mo Jiuli is brought by Qi Zhao, and travels all over the world, regardless of natural scenery or cultural scenery, all of which are included in his paintings without exception.
Returning to the palace one day, Mo Jiuli used the mirror array to show the painting to the Creator God.
"You always have this person in your paintings recently, who is he?" Chuangshishen asked.
Bai Fanlu said to the lines, "He said, his name is Qi Zhao."
"What identity is it?"
"I don't know, he didn't say."
Chuangshi Shen lifted up all the drawing papers, surrounded his body, and spread out the paintings, as if he was looking at those paintings.
Look at the mountains and rivers, and also look at the people in the painting.
"It's no wonder that your paintings have become more and more diverse recently. It turns out that it's because of him. Yes, it's interesting."
Coming out of the mirror array, Bai Fanlu was thinking about the last words of Chuangshishen. It sounded like he was very interested in Qi Zhao.
In contrast, Mo Jiuli was still a piece of wood, so that Qi Zhao couldn't help but said, "It's been a year, and the total number of sentences you and I have spoken to me is no more than ten, and three of them are used most frequently."
"Which three sentences?"
Thanks to the character's few lines and flat tone, Bai Fanlu has long been able to answer fluently.
Qi Zhao said several times, "Okay, what to do, I don't know."
Bai Fanlu glanced at the reminder, and said "Oh" professionally.
Qi Zhao laughed heartily, "Almost forgot, there is this word."
After this, I went to the God of Creation again.
"He said you didn't talk to him much?" Chuangshishen laughed, "But I don't know it's because you don't have real thoughts."
He pondered for a moment, "How about this, I will share some of my spiritual consciousness with you, so that you can slowly open up your spiritual wisdom."
The golden light in the hands of the Chuangshi God was shining, and Bai Fanlu was already spiritual, so he couldn't feel any obvious changes.
But it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that Mo Jiuli's wisdom came from the God of Creation, so wouldn't that mean that he was a distraction of God of Creation
Just like Yun Zhan created Xiaoliu out of non-dust, he was just a puppet before he was given consciousness, but he was equivalent to another him after he was given consciousness, and he would face all kinds of taboos afterwards.
But if it is the God of Creation, since he created this mirror, he should not be afraid of taboos.
At this time, he listened to the God of Creation, "But if you do this... let me think again."
After a long time, the golden light was still sent over.
"Half of the spiritual knowledge can't affect the stability of this place, and I will meet Na Qizhao, just go and come back soon."
So Chuang Shi Shen was curious about Qi Zhao, so he wanted to go out and see for himself? Bai Fanlu understood a little bit.
Narrator: Ever since Mo Jiuli developed his spiritual wisdom, at first he and Qi Zhao were still the same as before, answering each question or not answering any questions, but gradually, Mo Jiuli began to answer some questions other than everyday language. Qi Zhao was very pleased.
Qi Zhao, "I've noticed that you've become more enlightened recently, and you're not as dull as before."
Bai Fanlu thought, that's because Mo Jiuli's inside has been replaced by the God of Creation.
But I still read according to the lines, "I have lived in the deep palace for a long time and I don't understand the world, but traveling with you these days, I must make some progress."
This sentence requires reading slowly to show that you are still unfamiliar.
Qi Zhao said with a smile, "Let me just say that I am amazing, even if you are a piece of wood, I can make you bloom."
What a lousy metaphor.
Bai Fanlu complained secretly, "Yes, you are amazing."
Qi Zhao smiled from ear to ear, "Your tone is not bad. If I try harder, maybe tomorrow you will be able to learn to swear."
Well, Bai Fanlu thought, Mo Jiuli probably wouldn't want to learn to swear.
They kept going, juggling and selling along the way, and met a sugar painter.
The next line jumped out, this time Mo Jiuli actually took the initiative to ask the question.
"what is that?"
Qi Zhao walked up to him, "It's rare, it's the first time I see you asking about these things."
"This one is called a sugar man. You were not happy when I invited you to eat it before. Now that you are interested, I will invite you again regardless of the past. Do you want to eat or not?"
Bai Fanlu looked at the lines and asked him to say in an awkward and expectant tone, "Eat..."
Qi Zhao laughed loudly, "No problem!"
There was an extra sugar figurine in his hand, the crystal clear sugar lines outlined the shape of a flat little fat pig.
Mo Jiuli lowered his head and took a bite.
Bai Fanlu seemed to be able to taste that taste too, it was sweet and not too annoying.
At this time, Qi Zhao suddenly grabbed his hand, and said anxiously, "How can you eat the sugar man like this, it's not cute if you bite off the head, you have to lick it, taste it slowly, like this."
As he spoke, he made a demonstration with the sugar figurine in his hand.
Of course, Bai Fanlu didn't need someone to demonstrate, but Mo Jiuli did. He did what Qi Zhao did and silently tried to do it.
Then, Bai Fanlu saw a line appearing in the lower right corner, "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"
Qi Zhao on the opposite side was looking at him, his eyes suddenly became deep, revealing some kind of emotion faintly.
Bai Fanlu had seen this emotion in Yun Zhan's eyes many times, so of course it was impossible not to recognize it.
His heart skipped a beat, since then did Qi Zhao fall in love with Mo Jiuli
There are no lines at the bottom right, and there is a large plot
Qi Zhao watched as Mo Jiuli stuck out his tongue and licked the shiny sugar figurine lightly, his breathing suddenly stagnated.
After living for so many years, I haven't seen such a beautiful goddess in the sky, but it's the first time that her heartbeat speeds up, like a teenager in love.
He has known Mo Jiuli for a year and a half, but for some reason, the boring gourd who usually looks like nothing more than a vase and a good painter is at most his pastime companion when he travels in the lower world, but today he suddenly described it vividly. Very appetizing.
Qi Zhao is not Mo Jiuli, he has not entered the world of mortals but knows about the world of mortals, so he understands what this kind of mood means.
Seeing this, Bai Fanlu confirmed his guess just now that Qi Zhao was tempted by Mo Jiuli.
And the next line is, "What are you doing looking at me like that?"
Qi Zhao smiled, "Look at you...you look good."
The second act · into the heart, the end.
The author has something to say: sorry for the long wait, little angels~
This copy will explain some ins and outs, mainly the mess left by the previous life (doge)
The setting of the accompanying drama is hiahia, which will lay the foundation for returning to the real world later (is it a spoiler?)
But it’s not as long as the previous dungeon, it’s solved in three chapters
Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock