Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Yan Su felt depressed when he saw Fu Sheng like this.

He had never comforted anyone in his two lives. Now he looked at Fu Sheng, not knowing what to say, and reached out to hold her in his arms.

After hugging for a long time, Yan Su finally spoke softly: "Fu Sheng, is it possible that you are actually from this world?"

But as soon as Yan Su finished speaking, Fu Sheng denied it: "Impossible."

"Why?" Yan Su frowned.

"It's just impossible." Fu Sheng buried his face in Yan Su's shoulder and said in a muffled voice.

The totem had such a huge impact on her that it made Fu Sheng have such a ridiculous thought for a moment.

But, but - how is this possible?

This is the world in the novel!

Her family is real, passed down from generation to generation. How could it be related to the world of a novel that was only published in the past two years?

Hearing Fu Sheng's decisive denial, Yan Su pursed his lips and said nothing more.

When inherent cognition is broken, people will subconsciously deny reality.

He knew that Fu Sheng was in a state of confusion, and the only thing he could do now was to accompany her.

Fu Sheng stayed on Yan Su's shoulder for a long time, and finally calmed down. He got up from his arms and said, "Let's see where we are first and look for clues."

Since this formation is related to the totem of the Painting Spirit Clan, perhaps we can find some answers here.

"Okay." Yan Su responded gently.

The two walked along the corridor together.

On the way, Fu Sheng called Qiqi's name in his heart, but got no response.

Ever since Shenmengshan helped Yan Su take out the chess piece from his heart, Qiqi has been very weak. After talking with her that day, she fell into a deep sleep. There has been no movement in the past few days. Originally, Fu Sheng did not intend to disturb Qiqi's rest, but when he saw the formation yesterday, he was so shocked that he could not help but call Qiqi.

But from yesterday until now, there has been no news from Qiqi.

Fu Sheng didn’t know whether it was because Qiqi was asleep and couldn’t hear her calls, or because the damage was too great that time and Qiqi fell into a deep sleep.

Now is the time when Fu Sheng needs Qiqi. She really needs Qiqi to explain to her what is going on.

Now that he couldn't contact Qiqi, Fu Sheng, who was already in a heavy mood because of the totem, became even more anxious, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

At this moment, Yan Su, who was holding her hand, suddenly pulled her towards the cave wall.

"What's wrong?" Fu Sheng saw Yan Su suddenly change direction and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going forward?"

"There's something wrong with this wall." Yan Su said.

"Something's wrong?" Upon hearing this, Fu Sheng immediately put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind and focused his attention on the wall.

But after looking at it for a while, she couldn't see anything. "What's wrong?"

Yan Su narrowed his eyes. Just when Fu Sheng thought he was going to say something earth-shattering, he just said, "There's a layer of dust on this wall."

"..."

Fu Sheng opened his mouth slightly, rolled his eyes and looked at the cave wall in front of him.

The walls of the cave are earthy brown and do look gray on the surface, but they are the walls of a cave, made of earth, so... shouldn't there be dust?

Fu Sheng wanted to say that although this cave looked indeed exquisite and clean, it was still a cave after all, and it was normal to have dust on it. However, when the words came to his lips, he thought that since Yan Su had mentioned this, there must be something unusual. In order to avoid embarrassing himself later, Fu Sheng chose to change the question to a more subtle way: "Is it strange to have dust on it?"

A completely humble and intellectual tone.

"Yeah." Yan Su replied, "Try touching it with your hand."

Hearing this, Fu Sheng stretched out his index finger and gently touched the wall.

After touching it, Fu Sheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

She looked at her clean fingertips, then looked at Yan Su, and said in a surprised tone: "The touch of this wall..."

Fu Sheng found it hard to describe. It felt like what she touched wasn't a dirt wall, but...

plastic wrap.

Of course, what she touched was not the plastic wrap, but Fu Sheng couldn't find a more appropriate description than this.

Fu Sheng moved closer to the wall to take a look. After observing it from such a close distance, she finally discovered that the surface of the wall was covered with a very shallow and thin barrier, and the color of the barrier was gray.

——This is what Yan Su said, the wall was covered with a layer of dust.

"What on earth is this?" Fu Sheng was impressed by Yan Su's insight, and at the same time, he was curious about this thing.

"You'll know after you break it." Yan Su said calmly, "Stand behind me."

"Okay." Fu Sheng immediately hid behind him.

Yan Su put his hands on the wall, with his slender jade-like fingers pressed tightly against the wall.

Then icy air overflowed from the fingertips and spread in all directions, and the walls froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But in the blink of an eye, the entire wall was covered with frost and a layer of transparent ice condensed.

Then Yan Su exerted a little force with his five fingers, and his fingertips turned white.

"Kacha kacha——"

There was a sound like a mirror breaking, and cracks spread out like a spider web with Yan Su's five fingers as the center.

Immediately afterwards, the frozen ice began to fall in pieces.

As if they were stuck together, the gray barrier fell down along with the ice.

After the ice completely shattered, the originally brown wall turned yellowish brown, and the entire wall seemed to be brand new.

Fu Sheng touched the wall again. Apart from being a little cold, the touch of the wall felt much more real this time.

"There seems to be something carved on this wall..." Fu Sheng spoke hesitantly when he felt a dent under his hand.

She looked at the wall carefully for a while, then exclaimed: "It's a painting! There is a painting carved on this wall!"

Yan Su was also looking at the wall and said, "It is indeed a painting."

"It's so shallow now, I don't know what it's drawing..." Fu Sheng said.

The gray barrier on the wall of the entire corridor had just been broken by Yan Su with ice. Fu Sheng ran forward for a distance while feeling the wall and found that there were paintings carved on the walls wherever he passed.

The wall was three meters high. Fu Sheng leaned against the wall and looked up, and found that there were also paintings carved on the top of the wall.

Just when Fu Sheng was trying hard to see clearly what was in the painting, he saw Yan Su raise his hand.

A red lotus ignited in his palm.

Then he pointed his finger, and the red lotus turned into thin streams of fire and flew towards the wall.

Like pouring magma, the red lotus turned into flowing fire and filled those shallow grooves.

Suddenly, the mural on the entire wall was revealed.