If Senior White was just an ordinary statue, he would be heartbroken.
For a moment, Song Shuhang's brain twitched, and he wanted to call out to the statue: "Xiao Bai, wait for your long hair..."
Fortunately, at the last moment, reason suppressed the urge to die.
"Almighty Senior White, please help me." Song Shuhang finally just silently made a wish, and then turned to leave the Xianjun Temple.
Let's come again at the end of the month, that time should be when Senior White leaves the customs.
Next, in this month's time, what should he do
Do you want to visit the location of 'Ghost Temple'? There, together with Soft Feather, he obtained the first ghost in his life, which was also a very important location.
Maybe now, the two ghosts are still inside. However, without Soft Feather, even if he found the 'Ghost Temple', he would not be able to contact the ghost.
Then why don't you go around Linyao Village
I still remember that when Senior Bai was about to leave the customs, his own strange charm was uncontrollable, a little leaked out, and then the statue was robbed... I remember that a young man took the statue, it was also a 'time' Node', may also be the key to breaking the game.
"Wait, that's what happened." Song Shuhang patted his head.
There are still more than 30 days before Senior White's exit, so the 'fatal charm' of Senior White in the retreat has not begun to show, so when I look at the statue, I can't see the phantom of Senior White's real body.
It should be so.
Then take advantage of one month's time to go to the Guideng Temple first, and if there is no gain, come back after a month
"Senior White, wish me all the best." Song Shuhang figured out the key.
He strode out of the temple.
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At this moment, there was a chaotic sound from outside the Xianjun Temple.
Four small trucks drove outside the Xianjun Temple.
A young boy brother jumped out of the car.
Behind him are more than 60 strong men with big arms and round waists.
"Go on, dig out the statue of Immortal Monarch for me! Be careful not to damage the statue of Immortal Monarch." Brother Young Master shouted.
A familiar scene.
Song Shuhang: "???"
Wait a minute, isn't it only June 2nd? It's still a long time before Senior White's exit, how could this scene have already happened
Could it be that... this virtual world has disrupted the timing of all events
If he only came over on the 30th according to his memory, would the statue of Xianjun have been dug up long ago
Just as Song Shuhang was thinking about it, the sixty big men had already rushed into the Xianjun Temple with tools, and they forcibly dug out the statue of Xianjun under the scolding and resistance of the pilgrims.
A 'stacker forklift' drove over, held up the statue of Xianjun, and rushed towards a transport truck outside.
The whole operation was as smooth as running clouds and flowing water.
"Wait!" Song Shuhang ran up.
"Don't make trouble, kid." A strong man stood in front of Song Shuhang, his strong muscles bulging.
At the rear, the young man shouted, "Don't waste time, get out."
Song Shuhang glanced at this young master.
The other party's gaze also met Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang sighed: "I said..."
"Bring this little guy to me too, I always feel that this guy is very pleasing to the eye!" The young master waved his hand and said.
Song Shuhang: "???"
What does it mean to see that I am particularly pleasing to the eye!
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After a while, Song Shuhang was captured by several big men and brought into a small truck.
In the meantime, he wanted to resist.
But looking back, he was thinking about how to catch up with this 'Young Master Gu', but now the other party suddenly wants to arrest him, which is exactly what he wants.
Therefore, Song Shuhang cooperated very well to let those big men capture and be taken away.
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The pickup truck drove fast, and soon arrived at the mansion that Song Shuhang was familiar with.
The heavy steel door at the entrance of the manor caused Song Shuhang to fall into memory - thinking back then, he was a weak chicken who couldn't even open such a door.
"No, Master Gu. Miss, she was sitting at the door waiting for us. She looked very angry. Miss may know why we went out." A big man shouted.
"Ah? How did she know that we were going out to dig the statues? Who told the secret?" Young Master Gu was a little weaker, and no longer had the high-spirited look in front of the Xianjun Temple, pointing to Jiangshan.
"We went out this time with more than 60 people. The movement was too big, and it is impossible for the young lady to not know." The big man smiled bitterly.
"Cover up the statue of Xianjun with cloth first." Master Gu shouted.
The big man reminded: "We also brought a teenager back this time."
"Make him faint first, and then put a mask on him or something to cover it up." Master Gu said anxiously.
Song Shuhang: "Wait a minute, we can have a good discussion... Japan."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt his body soften for a while and his consciousness became blurred.
Before falling into a coma, Song Shuhang saw a big man take out a bump mask and put it on his face.
Song Shuhang: "..."
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When Song Shuhang regained consciousness, he found that only a pair of shorts was left, and he was lying on a stone table.
And there was a cold, itchy feeling on his body.
Song Shuhang: "???"
What kind of drama is this God unfolding
As soon as he turned his head, he saw a pale girl sitting in a wheelchair. She was holding a palette in her hand and a crayon in her right hand, and was carefully drawing something on him.
Song Shuhang wanted to sit up abruptly, but found that he had no strength and could not move.
"Don't move." The pale-skinned girl said solemnly.
Song Shuhang sighed and said, "Can you tell me what happened?"
While speaking, he noticed that he was still wearing the mask on his face.
"Please let me finish the painting first, Mr. Benefactor." The pale-skinned girl said seriously.
Mr. Benefactor
The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth finally showed a smile - the key to breaking the game was actually here.
This pale-skinned boy in a wheelchair is the younger sister of that young master.
Her current state is very strange.
But her weirdness was exactly what Song Shuhang wanted.
"Please rest assured, I have painted dozens of times in my dreams, and I will definitely succeed this time." The girl comforted her voice.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Since I met my benefactor five months ago, my body has been recovering day by day. After about half a month, I got up from my wheelchair and was able to walk by myself." The girl put on Song Shuhang seriously. While painting, he spoke slowly.
Song Shuhang listened in silently.
In my mind, I recalled the memory of this scene.
At the beginning, when he and Doudou brought back the statue of Senior White, before leaving, Doudou suddenly asked him to feed the girl in a wheelchair a drop of 'body quenching fluid' to form a good relationship.
When taking body quenching liquid, it is very stimulating to the body. Even young people with strong vigor and strong physique need to be cautious when taking body quenching liquid.
At that time, the girl was sitting in a wheelchair, looking ill, her blood was weak, and she couldn't bear the effects of the 'body-quenching fluid' at all.
But Doudou was sure to ask Song Shuhang to send her a drop of body quenching fluid.
Song Shuhang was wondering if this girl would be called 'Chu Chu'.
Doudou described it as a 'great fate'.
What did Doudou see at that time
"Afterwards, every few days, I would have a dream. In the dream, someone was teaching me to draw various tattoos on the human body, and the tattoos were different each time. After each dream, I would I feel very tired." The girl continued.
This girl has opened the 'Student Master System' and got the art in her dream
Cough, it looks like it should be something like bloodline inheritance
"Just like this, I painted for more than two months. In the past, when I dreamed, I used to paint tattoos on an ancient altar. Today's dream is rather strange. As soon as I dreamed, I found that the object of the tattoo had become a benefactor. Well, the painting is over." The girl put down the palette and smiled, nodding with satisfaction.
Song Shuhang: "What did you draw on me?"
"Of course it's a tattoo. I improved it myself based on the tattoo picture in my previous dream." The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Hey, my master called me." The girl suddenly said.
Song Shuhang: "Huh?"
"My master is a friend of the Seventh Sage, the ancient witch, Ms. Elise. Elise is a pronunciation, her phonetic number. The phonetic number is the same as the Taoist number and the law number. Benefactor, I have also come into contact with this world." The girl. The corners of his mouth rose and he said, "One day, after I leave my apprenticeship, I will have the opportunity to meet a benefactor."
As she said that, she thought for a moment, then slowly reached out to take off Song Shuhang's mask.
But halfway through, she stopped again: "Well, what I saw when I took off the mask in the dream was also fake. The true face of the benefactor, let me see you again when I have a chance in reality."
in a dream? Is she dreaming now
"It's time to wake up from the dream." She clapped her palm lightly: "I really hope that I can meet my benefactor in reality. It's a pity, if you didn't wear a toy mask back then, let me know your true appearance. How good. This will also make it easier for me to find you, repay the kindness I owe at that time, and fulfill one of my wishes."
Song Shuhang: "..."
I should be glad that I didn't show you my true face at that time, otherwise, the tall image of 'Benefactor' would be broken into scum in your heart.
While thinking about it, the girl in front of her suddenly leaned her head against the wheelchair and fell asleep.
And Song Shuhang also recovered his mobility.
He slowly got up from the stone table and looked around.
It seems that this is a huge studio, which should be the place where the girl usually draws.
His clothes are on the side.
However, there is a mirror.
Song Shuhang picked up his clothes and came to the mirror, wanting to see the patterns the girl had drawn on him.
Then, he saw a huge... QR code pattern.
Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes.
It's a QR code, you can't go wrong.
Furious fall!
Didn't you say it's a tattoo? Why is it a QR code pattern
After a while...
Song Shuhang took out his mobile phone and tried to scan the QR code.