I'm not a theatre god

Chen Ling understood.

From the beginning, the master had pointed out his situation... He was so devoted to the "audience" that he forgot that he was not an "audience" but a "person" on the stage!

I don't know when he started to put himself in the perspective of the "audience" and looked at it with an outsider's "scrutiny".

He only cared about the "ending" and restarting the world. As long as he could achieve this ending, all the twists and turns or unexpected things in the middle made him disgusted... He pursued efficiency and rationality with an almost paranoid mentality. He only cared about whether things could go smoothly and could not empathize with the characters in it.

Why did this person do this? If he didn't do that stupid thing, wouldn't it be faster?

That person is so annoying. He told him to go east but he went west. If he was obedient, wouldn't it be a safe ending?

Chen Ling hugged his head in pain. He realized what the problem was... Since he put himself in the "audience", he would naturally distance himself from the world. He was walking from the stage to the audience step by step, becoming a spectator in front of the screen, so when the "characters" saw him, his face was also blurred...

The fourth wall blocked him from the "stage"!

"I have the characteristics of a 'human'!" Chen Ling seemed to remember something, with a gleam in his eyes, "My master gave me something unique."

He stood up suddenly, and a touch of apricot blush gradually emerged from the corner of his eyes!

"【Paint Zhu Yan】!!"

Since he was gradually losing his characteristics and becoming a stereotyped "audience", he just needed to find his own face. As long as he found his face, he would naturally become a "character" and get rid of the state of "audience"!

The apricot eye makeup was gradually solidifying, but then the grayness that enveloped the corner of his eyes spread rapidly, and actually suppressed Zhu Yan!

In the void around Chen Ling, the fourth wall began to tremble, as if it was shaken by the struggle between the two!

But in the end, Chen Ling's red face was suppressed, faded and disappeared...

He had fallen too deeply into the state of "audience" and could not extricate himself, and the red face could not save him... Chen Ling failed to cross the "fourth wall" and return to himself.

"Damn..."

Chen Ling's eyes were full of bloodshot.

"Hey, hey, hey, Red Heart! Are you okay?!" Jian Changsheng hurried forward. He just saw Chen Ling looking at the water, tearing his face, and going crazy. He was scared for a while, "You... Are you possessed? There are no witches around... Have they been so evil?!"

"... I'm fine."

Chen Ling took a deep breath and calmed down.

He already knew his own problems, but he didn't find a way to solve them... It seems that "painting red face" alone is not enough. He needs something that can keep himself away from the "audience" and return to the "stage".

He seemed to have thought of something, slowly raised his head, and looked at the Red Dust Main City shrouded in flames in the distance.

"Maybe... I should go back."

"Go back? Aren't we already at the door of our place?" Jian Changsheng pointed to the temporary base of the Twilight Society nearby.

"Not back there, but back to my own role."

"You? What role?"

"Heart 6 Chen Ling." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "and... the actor from Jinghong Tower, Lin Yan."

Jian Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows in surprise,

"Have you found your conscience? Are you going back to save them?"

"Not yet... but I want to try to find my 'heart' back."

To get rid of the state of "audience", in addition to "painting Zhu Yan", the most effective way is of course to return to the "role". As long as Chen Ling can re-enter the role and regain the emotions belonging to the role, he can naturally compete with the fourth wall.

"You want to go back and take risks, of course I have no objection, anyway it's not me who will send you off."

Jian Changsheng shrugged, looked back at the room of the Dusk Society,

then spoke stealthily,

"But the other seniors may not agree... An 8 of Clubs and a 9 of Hearts have already ignored the neutrality principle of the Dusk Society and intervened in the war of the realm. If you leave again, our funeral procession will be missing most of the people, and it will be difficult to explain when the senior management asks about it..."

"This matter is serious, I must go." Chen Ling answered firmly.

For Chen Ling, this may be his only chance to find himself. If he misses this opportunity, he may unconsciously go further and further on the road of "audience", and finally completely separate from this world and become a member of the "audience".

"You... Alas."

Jian Changsheng hesitated for a long time, then made up his mind, "Forget it, who asked you to help me so many times in the mortal world! Go away, if they ask, I will say you went to take a shit... Don't worry, I will definitely help you hold them back."

Chen Ling:...

"Thank you."

Chen Ling looked deeply at the direction of the Huanghun Society's house, and finally turned around and headed straight towards the main city of the mortal world.

The bright red robe fluttered lightly under the dim sky, and the last actor in Jinghong Tower was rushing to the stage full of war... He didn't know if it was too late to go on stage at this time, but at least, he wanted to go up again as a "human".

The rain was still falling, like the curtain of a grand curtain call performance, slowly opening in the war...

Perhaps, the performance of Jinghong Tower has not ended yet.

...

Huanghun Society, the place to stay.

Chu Muyun, Bai Ye, Jack of Clubs, and Ten of Diamonds were scattered in the courtyard. No one spoke, and the air was deathly silent.

"...One more." Diamond 10 frowned slightly, "One after another, wouldn't it be bad?"

"I don't think it's anything."

The white peaked cap was lowered, covering most of his face, and Bai Ye said lazily, "Anyway, we can complete the funeral in the realm with just the few of us."

"Then what should I tell the superiors when asked?"

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how will the higher ups know... They don't really know everything."

"Haha, maybe the Gray King is looking at you right now."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Diamond 10 pondered for a moment, then stood up slowly, "You don't want to be such a bad person, so let me go...I'll go talk to Heart 6."

After speaking, he walked straight out of the gate without waiting for the others to answer.

At the same time, Jian Changsheng muttered something, opened the door and came back.

"Where's the 6 of Hearts?"

"He, he went to poop!"

"...Stay here for a while."

Diamond 10 bypasses him and continues forward.

When Jian Changsheng saw this, he suddenly became a little anxious. He was about to pull Block 10 when suddenly four afterimages cut through the void and crashed down in front of Block 10 with a sharp explosion!

Boom——! !

Light dust and smoke spread around.

Diamond 10 was stunned. Not only him, but also Bai Ye and Plum Blossom J had astonishment on their faces. They walked quickly to the door and looked intently at the place where the dust and smoke billowed...

On the thick bluestone road, four playing cards have been embedded at some point;

These four cards were like sharp portals, blocking the 10 of diamonds in place. The moment they saw these four cards, everyone's pupils shrank unconsciously!

——[K of spades], [K of hearts], [K of diamonds], [K of clubs].

These four cards represent the top management of the Twilight Society, representing the peak combat power second only to the Red King and the Gray King... Even J and Q, ordinary people have no chance to come into contact with any of them.

And now, these four cards appear at the same time;

Four "K" cards support Chen Ling!

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I recommend You Ziyin's "Tongyou Little Confucian Immortal" ~ Xianxia Daozi (crossed out), a masterpiece of Xianxia reputation! ! If you are interested, you can take a look.