Yu Xingzhou was not the only one with an indescribable expression. Not far away, Li Nan felt that the word "alive" was hurting his eardrums.
Under the devilish slogan, he suddenly came over and stopped the female player who was considering entering the dangerous house with Wen Shi after being invited.
"I'll take you in a bit." After that, Li Nan reminded Wen Shi: "There aren't many female players. If you bring even one in, the risk factor will increase."
Wen Shi, with three insect men and a Song Yan, is almost a suicide squad. With the addition of a female player, it would be difficult for them to get out.
Wen Shi was naturally aware of this. He said that before just to see if anyone was willing to lead this female player. Yu Xingzhou would definitely lead Xiaohua, and if there was really no one, he would have to lead her himself.
"Get ready to go in." He said to the people around him.
"The Man in the Mirror" is almost an open card of the game.
The boss said that the two games open today are "The Man in the Mirror" and "The Soul Screaming", proving that the Mirror House has other projects. The fact that they happened to encounter the experience session that required species was more or less manipulated by the will of the game behind the scenes.
In this stage, once someone notices something unusual like Yu Xingzhou did, they will basically choose to encourage unfamiliar players to enter the absolute safe house to verify whether there are any aliens mixed in the team.
Unfortunately, Wen Shi was born with a rebellious nature. He went there even though he knew there was a tiger there.
After confirming that someone was going to enter the danger room, the boss's smile widened and he talked about what to do after entering: "This room is actually just an extra game of courage. After entering, you need to walk in a circle, tap the shoulder of the person in front of you in turn, call his name, and ask if you are there. The person in front of you should answer yes. Remember, you must not peek in the mirror when asking questions. Just keep walking in a circle and repeat it. Isn't it simple?"
Wen Shi: "What would happen if I peeked?"
The boss hinted at expectations: "Legend has it that the person in the mirror will be called out and steal a random person's organ. When the person in the mirror appears, the game of courage will be paused, he will tell you a clue about the peeping person, and then the game will continue."
"There are two ways to leave the room. After each round, you can identify the peeping person. If you succeed, the door of the room will open. The other way is to wait for the candle in my hand to burn out."
The candle in the boss's hand hasn't burned much since he entered the door, and it looks like it can last at least another half an hour.
Faced with that weird smiling face, Wen Shi did not deliberately delay time at the door.
After five people entered the narrow inner mirror room, the door closed automatically.
It was pitch black inside, and the bug man asked, "Can I turn on the flashlight on my phone?"
Wen Shi: “It’s better not to.”
The boss chose to use candles instead of lighting tools. The use of external objects in the mirror room may be a death rule.
The bug man had another idea: "If we don't play games and wait until the candles outside are lit..."
His voice became weaker and weaker as he spoke, and he probably understood that this kind of sneaky behavior could be fatal.
Wen Shi found a place to stand, and judged everyone's position from the sound of their breathing. After making sure that everyone was standing properly, he said, "Start with me. Just do what needs to be done. Don't drag it out on purpose."
"Man in the Mirror" does not give any specific hints about the rules of death. All they need to do is cooperate and play the game well.
Darkness also has its advantages. At least you won’t have to see those creepy mirrors. When you take a step forward, everyone feels their heart sink half a meter along with the darkness.
"Lin Yao, are you there?" Wen Shi called out Song Yan's name in the copy.
"exist."
Song Yan's breathing was a little heavy, and he patted someone's shoulder, "Zhao Yichen, are you there?"
"exist."
One after another, soon the last person patted Wen Shi's shoulder, and after Wen Shi said that, there seemed to be some light in the small room.
"Mirror..." The insect player took a breath of cold air.
When the light source just appeared, the insect player glanced at the mirror and found that the faint light was actually coming from the inside of the mirror.
A long-haired woman appeared in the mirror at some point. Her face was unnaturally stiff, as if her muscles had lost their vitality for a long time. Her long hair was hanging down against her face. The most terrifying thing was her mouth, which was completely split. Lipstick was smeared along the edge of her lips, forcing the curve of her smiling lips.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. The appearance of the long-haired woman undoubtedly meant that someone had violated the rules.
As the only shadow among the five people, Shadow Bug Man received more attention. He explained in a panic: "It's not me! Don't forget, I did everything to survive, so I became a bug."
He can't break the rules easily.
While the shadow insect man was desperately explaining, it seemed as if something had stopped on his eyes. Due to his short legs, it was difficult for him to touch his eyes. When the itch in front of his eyes disappeared, one of the shadow insect man's eyes became blind.
"My eyes! She took away the sight of my left eye." The shadow insect man was sad and happy. He was happy because at least he could prove his innocence and he was not in cahoots with the person in the mirror.
In fact, this self-proof is not very convincing. For suspicious players, it is more like a self-torture tactic.
"Wait for clues first." The boy's voice was clear and gentle, with a power that could soothe people's hearts.
Everyone's attention shifted from mutual suspicion to the mirror.
The mirror was like an old TV at this moment. After a flash of black and white snow, a picture of a group of people sitting in a car and communicating gradually emerged.
Each figure was blurry, but one could still identify the woman in the mirror by her hairstyle. The whole scene lasted only five or six seconds. The woman desperately shook her head at the person behind her, but she eventually opened a travel bag, and the scene stopped abruptly.
The bug man saw the clue and said, "These seem to be the players who entered the dungeon earlier. They should be doing the task of finding the shadow."
It looked like the woman was being forced to unbox.
Wen Shi's expression was gloomy, as if he had confirmed something.
The woman in the mirror disappears, darkness falls, and the game begins again.
This time, the shadow bug man with poor eyesight started first. He patted Wen Shi's shoulder and said, "Aaron, are you there?"
"exist."
Wen Shi continued to take pictures of Song Yan's questions.
"exist."
In less than half a minute, the second round was over.
The person in the mirror appeared again and took away the right eye of a bug man.
The remaining insect man's voice trembled, "What if the voice is taken away next time? I won't even be able to respond."
This time the mirror showed a longer scene, someone was touching the woman, she fought back desperately, but no one came to help. In desperation, the woman smashed the cup in her travel bag, picked up the pieces and used them to scratch both sides of her mouth.
The man lost interest in the bloody scene and kept cursing.
The woman stared at the broken glass in her hand, and was shocked. "No one can hear my screams. What's the point of having this mouth?"
She widened the arc of the wound again.
Generally speaking, to find a way to deal with a ghost, it is most useful to look for loopholes in its life story and death. But there are only two ways to stop this game: prove that the ghost is force majeure, and her life story is a reference to the peeping torrent in the game of courage.
The game started for the third time, and Song Yan's palms were sweating.
The person in the mirror was clearly in a weak position on the train, which means he was either a novice player or a newcomer. Is this implying that the person peeking is either himself or another newcomer
"Lin Yao, are you there?"
As if he could see through Song Yan's thoughts, Wen Shi patted his shoulder very hard this time.
"… exist."
Another round ended, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and it was the turn of the new bug to have his left ear hearing taken away.
There was no sympathy, but more suspicious eyes fell on the newcomer bug. Obviously, they all thought of the hint that the peeper was a newcomer. The bug's identity of seeking survival was more suspicious than Song Yan.
This time, the person in the mirror did not directly show the scene before her death. When she spoke, blood kept dripping from the mirror.
"Someone has been peeking at me," the person in the mirror tilted his head, "Aren't you going to point it out?"
Wen Shi said decisively: "Thank you for the invitation."
"Why?"
"We are a team."
The person in the mirror seemed to be smiling even when she wasn’t smiling. Her eyes seemed to see through everything: “You are a very lucky person. This luck is enough to ensure that you will be the last one to have your organs removed. But your stubbornness is based on the sacrifice of others.”
The man in the mirror asked the others, "Will you vote?"
Unexpectedly, the insect man actually agreed with Wen Shi's opinion and was ready to go for a few more rounds.
The person in the mirror seemed surprised that such a stupid team decision actually received any response.
One of the insect people said: "You take organs from different people each time. If he is the last one, it is very likely that what was taken away was his voice."
The organ thieves in this copy are basically concentrated on the ears, eyes and vocal cords, and in the game of courage, taking away the sound is fatal.
So this luck value is also a scam in a sense.
However, they really don't know why Wen Shi didn't vote, and it is obvious that the two newcomers are the most suspicious.
The mirror image flashed, still showing the scene of the woman being bullied.
Unless they activate useful skills and find a backer in subsequent copies, many newcomers live worse than pigs and dogs in the virtual world, not to mention in the game.
But this time a very useful detail was added. The man threw a bottle of potion on the ground as if he was getting rid of a beggar.
A player who can't even afford a twenty-point potion is definitely a newcomer.
Ignoring the conclusion thrown in front of him, Wen Shi only said two words: "Continue."
The game of courage begins again.
Wen Shi chose to bring all the Zergs in at once because the Zergs needed a backbone and liked to pin their hopes on others, so they wouldn't start a fight until the last minute. If it were someone else, it would be impossible to play until now.
Compared to their suspicion towards the other party, the two newcomers were now in deep self-doubt. Every time the game started, their consciousness would be a little confused. When they thought about it afterwards, they were not even sure whether they had peeked or not.
A round of the game ended in less than a minute.
Soon, the person in the mirror appeared again, and this time it was Song Yan's turn to become deaf in his right ear.
Man in the Mirror: "Vote?"
Wen Shi: “Continue.”
Song Yan and the newcomer looked at Wen Shi in surprise at the same time. If they continued like this, there was a high probability that the opponent's voice would be stolen in the next round.
But this time Wen Shi was not as quiet as before. Before the man in the mirror gave a clue, he suddenly said, "When I was a newcomer, the first dungeon boss I went to was half a true spirit."
It's not a lie, but it's not the truth either.
At that time, the Earl had not yet gone mad, and his power was not that strong.
But this opening successfully attracted the person in the mirror.
"The monster was a mental patient. We lived in a castle. I had to treat him and we had meals together. Players in the same dungeon died one after another, and I was the only one who survived to the end." Wen Shi said frankly, "Later, I was thrown into a mental hospital. Do you know how much pain a normal person would go through after being thrown into a mental hospital?"
Everyone, including the person in the mirror, imagined the story of how Wen Shi was abused in the mental hospital.
"I was able to survive only because I did one thing: in the game, never believe the information that is forced upon you by the outside world. The more it is repeated, the more you should refute it."
Wen Shi almost said it out loud, there was no one peeping at all, it was all just the game.
The person in the mirror was stunned for a moment. Isn't this nonsense
She knew better than anyone that peepers were real.
However, the fledgling effect made Song Yan dependent on Wen Shi. He said with a pale face: "I don't know if I peeked or not. I really don't know."
This statement is tantamount to self-destruction.
Wen Shi was not surprised at all. Instead, he said in a voice that was even more bewitching than the one in the mirror: "When you can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy, then find something real to support you. I'm in the mental hospital, and I keep thinking about my dad. He never said I was abnormal."
He stared at Song Yan with sincere eyes: "You can do this too."
Song Yan had been unconsciously imitating Wen Shi. When he heard this sentence, the first person he thought of was the person in front of him.
Only when one's emotions are squeezed to the edge, will these words be useful. Wen Shi has been waiting for such an opportunity. He is guiding Song Yan's worldview in another direction.
Trust me as you trust God.
If you want to imitate me, just keep imitating me.
In order to interrupt Wen Shi's nonsense, the person in the mirror began to play clues, but the clues she played this time did not attract much interest from everyone. When the game of courage continued, Wen Shi took the initiative to ask to start with him, and patted Song Yan's shoulder lightly: "Lin Yao, are you there?"
“…Yes.” If Song Yan’s concern before was whether he had peeked or not, now it has changed to the person behind him, what will he do
The pair of hands patting his shoulders seemed to be able to convey the message brought by their owner.
Before he opened his mouth to read out the next person's name, the color of Song Yan's pupils became darker, as if he had finally made up his mind. His slender fingertips poked directly into his dark eyes, and the moment the severe pain came, there was only a bloody color in front of his eyes.
"Zhao Yichen, are you there?" Because of the pain, every word seemed to be squeezed out of the throat.
As a newbie bug, Zhao Yichen was also not sure whether he had peeked or not. He knew what happened behind him. When the blood spurted out, some of it splashed on his body.
"Yes." Zhao Yichen also poked his eyes out.
However, the insect man is basically analgesic, so he can't feel any pain.
The round was completed successfully, and the person in the mirror did not appear for the first time.
Everyone knew that the game was completely safe from this moment on.
In the darkness, a strong smell of blood spread, and before the boss's candle burned down, they still had to continue repeating the boring shouting of names.
Almost everyone had mixed feelings, except Wen Shi.
He has always had some doubts about Song Yan.
Wen Shi was able to adapt to the game quickly, thanks to his father's subtle influence. It was impossible for a newcomer who entered the unique version for the first time to reach Song Yan's level within two days. But Wen Shi did not think about the incarnation of the true spirit. Song Yan knew the meaning of words like players and contrasting cuteness, and they were no different from people in the real world.
At first he thought the other party was just an old player who had received some special mission and was disguised as a newcomer. It was not until the segment "Man in the Mirror" that Wen Shi really thought about the incarnation of the true spirit.
—Big eyes.
When the old lady came out, she didn't appear to have nine suns, which was not so outrageous. This proved that the power of her body replicated through her big eyeballs was stronger than one could imagine.
The power is a hundred times stronger than that of the old lady, and only the true spirit can achieve it.
Could Jian Qingrong also be the incarnation of the true spirit
With this idea in mind, Wen Shi immediately set out towards truth, goodness and beauty!
He was willing to team up with the unloved bug-men, but at the cost of sacrificing one of their organs;
He risked his life to repeat the game to save Song Yan, but the price was Song Yan and the newcomer's eyes;
However, what Sunset Town lacks the least is plastic surgery hospitals. As long as you have money, the lost organs can be returned in another form;
The rescued Song Yan will be a living example. Through him, Wen Shi can know what choice is beneficial to Jian Qingrong. And he is also Song Yan's most selfless example. He will condone or even guide Song Yan's imitation so that the other party can gain more survival experience.
“We all have a bright future.”
There was a smile in Wen Shi's eyes that was both cruel and warm.
After a while, the door finally opened again, and the bloody people crowded in the narrow room scrambled to roll out.
The horrifying and fresh smell of blood made everyone outside think that someone was dead, but the next second five people walked out in an orderly manner.
Song Yan and a bug man were blinded, but this kind of scene was nothing to the players who were used to seeing bloody plots. They were surprised that everyone survived.
Wen Shi gave Song Yan and the insect man several bottles of medicine, and exchanged them for gauze to bandage their eyes.
"It's very inconvenient to be blind. If we have a chance to save up some money in the next two days, we can go to a safer plastic surgery hospital. If we can't save up, do the mission closer to me."
Qian Lai also moved to Wen Shi's side: "Brother, tell me quickly, what's inside?"
The people around also pricked up their ears to listen.
Wen Shi summarized it: "It's similar to what the boss said. It's a name-calling game. You can't peek during the game. Some players will be controlled and peek at the mirror unconsciously, but I think everyone plays it differently after entering."
The game he was playing was almost like putting the newcomers on the spot, with a clear purpose. If other groups had chosen to enter the dangerous room, they would probably have had a different experience.
Qian Lai was also a little panicked and asked in a low voice: "Do you think I will be targeted by something?"
The place full of mirrors made him very uneasy.
Wen Shi shook his head firmly.
During the escape last night, he had been curious about why he was targeted earlier than Qian Laiye, even though Qian Laiye was the first to discover and inspire him to discover the existence of the True Spirit. If there were any differences between the two, one was that he was more likely to stir up trouble, and another was that Qian Laiye tended to believe that the True Spirit appeared in the form of an artifact such as a mirror.
This kind of cognition puts the other party's discovery in a Schrödinger state, discovering but seeming not to have discovered, and has no impact on the direction of the entire copy.
Wen Shi's negative answer did bring some comfort to Qian Lai. He walked towards Li Nan, preparing to go in with them later.
"Lift your head up a little."
The gauze was wrapped around the back of his head layer by layer. Song Yan could obviously no longer see anything, but there seemed to be a layer of red flesh membrane in front of his eyes. Through that thin flesh membrane, the warmth in front of him gave him a feeling of light.
The dependence brought by imitation was impossible to get rid of, as it was the straw he grabbed several times when he was drowning.
[Hint: Song Yan's faith in you is 1.]
"Congratulations on your achievement - Clay Buddha."
Wen Shi was stunned for a moment, then clicked on the property panel to check further.
[Clay Buddha: You are like a useless statue that can't even protect itself, but you strangely possess a trace of faith. When ghosts related to mirrors see you, there is a 70% chance that they will avoid you.]
Degree of faith.
It was the first time that Wen Shi heard this kind of description.
Is this the unique ability of the True Spirit Avatar? Just a one-point increase can give him a record.
So is Jian Qingrong the incarnation of the true spirit
He saved Song Yan, and Song Yan returned 1% of his faith. He saved Jian Qingrong... Jian Qingrong responded with 100% warning favorability.
"Sure enough, my sister is right." Wen Shi sighed as he tied the gauze. Anyone who can react when their chin is lifted by the tip of a sword is a pervert. He decided to buy a book on ideology and morality for the little scarecrow to read more.
The boss is waiting at the door. Only after everyone has completed the "Man in the Mirror" segment can they go to call the soul back.
During this time, Wen Shi observed the tour guide's expression. The fact that Song Yan survived and his eye injury did not cause her any emotional fluctuations. It seemed that the tour guide was not aware of it.
Wen Shi found a place to sit cross-legged and meditate.
If the person in the mirror is one of the real players who was wiped out, then could she, who is also a new player, have also been one of the incarnations of the true spirit? What kind of evil taste is this to create so many incarnations and let them be bullied
On this point, Wen Shi did not compare Jian Qingrong with them.
Jian Qingrong was unfortunate to be an experimental subject, but he possessed a rebellious spirit that the newcomer and the man in the mirror did not have. If Wen Shi had not finally calculated the other party's favorability, the world where the copy was located would have collapsed.
The boss changed the candle, and the light of the candle was like a fleeting shadow, which made people dizzy if they looked at it for a long time.
Wen Shi closed his eyes. Too many confusing thoughts were tangled in his mind. In addition, his illness had not yet fully recovered, and the fatigue temporarily destroyed his energy to think about the problem.
He decided to take a short rest to keep enough energy for the next step.
The sound of even breathing soon rang out in the quiet mirror room.
After being seen, the player muttered in shock: "How heartless!"
In a life-threatening situation, he was able to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Shi felt a chill in his throat. When he opened his eyes, he was met with the boy's sneer. The latter pressed a steel pipe against his throat and said, "Since you like to sleep so much, I can send you to a long and peaceful sleep."
Wen Shi held the steel pipe with sleepy eyes, "Give me a hand."
When the boy retracted the steel pipe, Wen Shi leaned forward and stood up. He let go of his hand and looked around.
The female players in the team were still there. Qian Lai and Xiao Min were slightly injured, and the worst was for the short-haired player, who lost half of his hand. The short-haired player was originally planning to call another shadow with the burned player to go to the safe house together, but seeing that no one else in the team was doing so, he decided to take a gamble and take a dangerous walk.
If you go in with the big guy, your life safety is easier to guarantee, and you can also slightly change your selfish image. Why not do it
Only Xiaohua's shadow was left in the shadow. All the men in the shadow went to the safe house unharmed.
Wen Shi raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Xiaohua’s skills were very powerful, otherwise her shadow would not have survived.
The boss led the group to continue walking forward. Wen Shi gently pushed the door of the dangerous house when passing by. With the weak reflection of the candle, he saw a few more faces disappearing in the mirror inside. Even in the bad light, he could feel the terrified expressions emanating from those faces. The more blurred bodies seemed to be beating the mirror hard, and they completely became people in the mirror.
When the boss pushed open a door and continued walking forward, a strange smell hit him from the other side.
This smell is familiar to everyone: the smell of a corpse.
The small box that the boss had been holding in one arm came in handy, and he asked everyone to come and get an antique mirror.
In this ghost place without windows and ventilation, the smell of decay fermented and spread, and Wen Shi felt that he might need a mask more. Covering his nose and walking forward, everyone finally saw the source of the corpse stench.
Four red candles more than one meter high stood on the ground. A white skeleton was glued to the side of each candle with wax. The dead person was hugging the candle with both hands, standing there with a terrifying sense of art.
"Four people holding a candle." Qian Lai also knew a lot about various weird ghost stories.
Wen Shi: "What do you mean?"
"The body's internal organs are hollowed out, and wax is used to stick to the body. It is said that lighting a candle can lend the dying person some extra life. The person who has had his life wasted cannot be freed, and will stay in the world for a long time looking for a scapegoat."
"… "
What kind of perverted legend is this
The boss smiled and said, "Now we are going to play a psychic game. You will form a group of four. All you need to do is hold a mirror and stand in front of a pillar. Look at the world in the mirror behind you through the mirror. Remember, don't blink. After looking for ten seconds, say 'I see you, come out quickly'."
It sounded very suicidal. When most people were still studying the mirror pattern given by the boss, wondering if there were any hints of hidden rules on it, the boy suddenly put a steel pipe against the back of the burned player and said, "You go first."
The burned player's face changed, and just as he was about to refuse, he saw that the shadow team were all giving him warning looks.
Using human lives to test the rules is the most convenient way.
The burned player subconsciously wanted to ask the player for help, but Xiaohua only responded coldly: "Just go if I tell you to go, don't dawdle."
The guy with the crew cut shrank his neck when he saw this. He had managed to save some points in his impression before, so he shouldn't be used for experiments.
Players need to use the rules to attack the burned player, but the shadow does not need to. When attacked from both sides, the burned player can only move forward.
Unexpectedly, Wen Shi also walked out.
The burned player suddenly felt a little hopeful. The other party loved to meddle in other people's business and save people. Maybe it would be the same this time. He quickly apologized for what happened in the past two days, and then asked, "Did you find anything?"
Wen Shi just smiled mysteriously on purpose.
"Why are you pretending?" The burned player cursed in his mind. His observation ability was not bad, so he immediately began to ponder the surrounding environment.
The boss did not clear the area. Instead, groups of four came forward to call out to the souls, as if he was replacing one batch of scapegoats with another batch without repetition. It was very strange.
Before the burned player could prepare, two more people stepped forward, both newcomers.
Song Yan seemed to have no natural fear of mirror-related weird stories. When he was playing the courage test game before, he was only terrified about whether he had peeked at this point.
"I saw you, come out quickly." After Song Yan stopped, he directly repeated his boss's words.
Nothing happened.
Half a minute passed, and he curled his lips, "Isn't this nonsense? How can I see it?"
The two bloody holes under the gauze exuded silent irony.
The second one was the newcomer bug. The same situation happened after he shouted. The mirror was as quiet as a chicken.
This made the people watching look at each other in uncertainty. In this case, wouldn't it be enough to just close their eyes
The boss frowned. Logically speaking, even if he was really blind, it would not affect the soul-calling process.
When it was Wen's turn, he was the only healthy one among the four and could be said to be the most valuable for reference.
The tour guide regained hope. It is important to have dreams. What if this plague god died in the soul-calling
"I saw you," Wen Shi looked at the mirror in his hand for a moment and then said expressionlessly, "Come out quickly."
He probably had some ideas. The earlier you play this part, the safer it is. However, Wen Shi felt that he could save even more trouble. With the battle record of a clay Buddha plus 2B luck value, the possibility of successfully calling the soul back in one go was doomed to be slim.
There were no surprises and no horrific scenes happened.
It happened again and again, and even the thrilling atmosphere brought by the four people holding candles disappeared, and everyone had an inopportune thought: Boss, are you not capable enough
“…” The tour guide, whose dream was shattered in an instant, looked at her boss with resentful eyes.
The burned player thought it was a bug and was about to shout, but he heard a giggle from the side and his shoulders shook inexplicably.
Wen Shi finally understood why Yugi liked "hee" so much. This word really has magical power.
The burned player got scared again. Seeing that the boss was still in shock and didn't urge him, he stared at the mirror, trying to see something.
Song Yan stood there at this time, trying to laugh despite the hardship: "Being blind is not without its benefits."
The newcomer bug also nodded.
Wen Shi said calmly: "You will see the light again. Don't forget what is popular in Sunset Town." Finally, he thought of something and smiled softly: "Don't worry, even if you are trapped in water and fire thousands of times before this, I will always lend a hand to rescue you."
Especially Song Yan.
This incarnation of the true spirit, who had a trace of faith in him, was a perfect template that would allow him to accumulate experience for Jian Qingrong and make preparations early.
"Poor, brainless scarecrow." Wen Shi murmured.
He didn't have much hope that the Scarecrow would get his brain back. The ticket to the Mermaid Coast implicitly revealed a fact: the Scarecrow's shadow had gone to a faraway place.
The scarecrow didn't even have the money to ask the turtle man to tell his fortune, let alone take a ride.
It's a nice day outside today.
The walking Six Hundred Thousand followed the scent of the pendant and successfully found the mirror house.
It is no longer a scarecrow. With the help of the stolen evolutionary fluid, the little scarecrow has achieved alienation. Since it only has one big eyeball, it has evolved into a complete animal form.
Put the body of the scarecrow into the box, and the big eyeballs are arranged very well. The body of the scarecrow demon cannot be destroyed by ordinary external forces, and it can be seen that it is different. Then let Wen Shi use this to collect the reward. The money he gets is enough to make them rich in Sunset Town.
The big eyes that already had a mouth showed a hint of anticipation, "I wonder what he will say when he sees me."
You're back.
Great, you're okay.
Or the name that was called out.
Each one seems to give the neurons a subtle stimulation.
"He will say, ugly rejection." The cold voice came mercilessly, from the girl waiting outside the mirror house.
The girl can see the essence through the phenomenon. To put it bluntly, she can identify who a person is by his breath.
She preferred bloody and brutal scenes, but her aesthetic taste was not abnormal. The girl stared at the animal that suddenly appeared for a long time, then turned to look at the original body and asked with a look that was difficult to understand: "Why don't you persuade him?"
The old lady was silent.
He looked at the little octopus beside him with clear eyes that were inconsistent with his age for a long time, then sighed deeply.
To be honest, this little octopus can’t be considered ugly. Its unique big eyes give it a hint of mystery. If you look at it for a long time, it’s like looking directly at the ocean, which can easily breed a fear of the deep sea.
But this thing has nothing to do with beauty.
The octopus actually used a deep and magnetic voice to slowly explain: "Octopuses are born with three hearts and nine brains. Three hearts and nine brains can maximize my IQ."
In addition, he has eight tentacles, and the tentacles are like human hands, with super high sensitivity.
The rich octopus with nine brains stole a black top hat for himself. He exuded the old-fashioned feeling of a country gentleman. He stood at the door, quietly waiting for Wen Shi to appear.
Wen Shi, I'm back!
(End of this chapter)