My practice narration is weird

Tianlan City.

When four figures walked into the city one after another, several people couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

"Finally, we are back. Let's go back to Tianlao to hand in the task first." Xu Fang's loud voice sounded, and then he looked at Ye Wuyou again.

The burly man smiled, then walked over and punched Ye Wuyou, saying boldly.

"Although I don't know how you did it, you are back safely. Let's go, hand in the task first, and then I will treat you to a drink."

"By the way, let me tell you about some things in our Tianlao, such as our captain, that is incredible..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou stretched out his left hand and handed out a token from his waist.

The dark blue left hand that was still terrifying and ferocious last night was now like an ordinary person.

[In the three-foot alley on the right corner of the city gate, there is a woman secretly peeping at you with evil intentions. The measurements of this woman are...]

His eyes swept across the corner of the city gate lightly, and then quickly retracted.

"I still have some things to deal with. You can help me get them. I'll come find you later."

Just when Xu Fang was about to ask what was going on, Lin Qingqing took the token first and then dragged him away.

"You're asking for a fight, bitch!"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, idiot!"

After the others left, Ye Wuyou took a look at his arm and then walked towards the alley.

In Ye Wuyou's own eyes, he could see the true appearance of his left arm, but in the eyes of others, his arm was normal.

This was just an illusion, an illusion cast by his restored scarlet right eye.

Of course, that strange eyeball couldn't just help him see things.

He didn't sleep all night last night. After hearing the narrator's words and his own constant attempts, he discovered the peculiarity of the eyeball.

That was an illusion.

With his strange right eye, he could cast an illusion that he didn't know.

But this time he set the object of the illusion as his arm.

Of course, he could also use illusion to restore his eyes to normal, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do so.

Less trouble is worse than more trouble. His newly blinded eyes were healed the next day. How should he explain it to Lin Qingqing and the others?

Is this method really without side effects? He was doubtful.

[You sneered, thousands of thoughts flashed through your mind. The remains of the avenue are just trash to you, and this avenue breath thing is trash among trash. This broken thing was used as a bell before. If it weren't for the damage to one eye, this thing would not even have the qualifications to appear on you]

Okay, okay...

The narrator's continuous flattery, even if it went in one ear and out the other, almost made Ye Wuyou a little swollen after hearing it too much.

But he quickly suppressed his swollen heart and looked at the smiling woman in the alley.

"How did you find me? I was thinking of notifying you when you arrived at the prison." Chuntao smiled.

After the words fell, Chuntao came to him, first looked at his bandaged eyes, then walked around him, frowned slightly, and said with a hint of accusation.

"No way, little Ye, how come you lost your eyes after going out."

"Something happened, it's not a big deal." Ye Wuyou chose to skip this topic.

Seeing Chuntao appear here, and coming to find him, the meaning behind it is naturally self-evident.

"Zhao Changhe wants to see me?" he asked.

Chuntao shook her head, "How does Lord Zhao know when you will come back? It's the warden who is looking for you."

Chuntao's words made Ye Wuyou stunned. How did the warden know when he arrived in Tianlan City?

But it's okay. He originally planned to find the other party when he returned to the city this time.

The bullshit remarks of the narrator yesterday completely made Ye Wuyou lose confidence.

Of course, he couldn't just wait for himself to turn into a weird shape and then think of a way. That would be courting death.

He could only really control this "ghost" for half a month.

If it's half a year, what will he become?

He can only find other ways to solve this strange invasion.

But ordinary people will definitely not be able to help with this method. Even Xia Anmeng, who seems to know everything, probably doesn't understand what's happening to him.

Then, the only one left is the warden who had met him once.

Because the other party obviously has the remains of the avenue.

Moreover, as he said that day, the other party seemed to want to accept him as a disciple?

...

A moment later, Ye Wuyou met the mysterious warden in an attic.

Chuntao only took him outside the door and left. The nearby streets were very quiet and empty. I don't know if there was no one on weekdays or if they were deliberately separated.

The room smelled of sandalwood, and several goldfish swam in the fish tank. The surrounding walls were filled with bookshelves, which were densely packed with books that Ye Wuyou couldn't even read.

Ye Wuyou withdrew his gaze from the room and looked at the window, the figure exuding a strong bookish atmosphere.

He doesn't look like a warden, but more like a middle-aged scholar. If his words are a little harsher, he is a corrupt scholar.

He didn't know much about the man in front of him. After all, the two of them were only friends because of the punch they had on the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison.

He only knew that the other person's name was Lu Qingshan, a practitioner of the fifth realm of great magical powers, and the warden of the Heavenly Prison.

And, like himself, he seemed to have the remains of the Great Dao on him.

There was a slight sound of turning a book, but it was Lu Qingshan holding a book in his hand, reading it with a very focused look, as if he didn't notice the people in the room.

Ye Wuyou frowned, but did not interrupt him immediately. Instead, he looked at the other person's back with great concentration.

He could see the remains of the road, so at this moment Ye Wuyou wanted to see clearly what the weirdness of the other person was.

A phantom figure appeared behind Lu Qingshan. He could see the human figure, but he could not see the appearance clearly, as if there was a hazy curtain between them.

Ye Wuyou tried to see more clearly.

The phantom figure finally became clearer and clearer under his gaze.

But just when Ye Wuyou was about to see the face of that thing clearly, the phantom figure seemed to have noticed something, turned his head slightly, and looked at Ye Wuyou.

"Pah."

The page in his hand closed, and at the same time, Lu Qingshan's warm and peaceful voice came.

"Don't stare at it, it's not good."

Feeling the gaze of the other party, Ye Wuyou hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists and bowed, wanting to say something.

But Lu Qingshan's words came again, and the voice was still plain.

"Has your left hand become like this? So fast, I thought it would take at least three months for the first signs to show."

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, the warden even made a joke.

"You have been on this trip for less than half a month, and now it has become like this, it can only be overuse. Could it be that you would slap a dog on the roadside with this wreckage?"

This joke is not funny, and Ye Wuyou certainly can't laugh.

This topic is too heavy, because he even wanted to eat with his ghost hand before.

At this moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was not surprised that the other party could see his arm hidden by this illusion.

What he cares about is the information in the other party's words.

What the other party said is not the "weird" in the cognition of ordinary people, but calls it wreckage.

This warden seems to know these "road wreckage" very well.

He looked up and looked at the other party, and happened to meet the other party's warm eyes.

Lu Qingshan looked at Ye Wuyou quietly, and did not seem surprised by the arm, and his eyes swept across Ye Wuyou's simply bandaged eyes.

"You can take it off, and then you can say that I cured your eye disease." Lu Qingshan said.

Ye Wuyou took off the cloth on his eyes, revealing the scarlet and strange eye.

Of course, if it were seen by outsiders, Ye Wuyou's eye would be normal.

But this outsider does not include the person in front of him.

Ye Wuyou stood there quietly, and had not spoken since he entered the door.

But everything about him seemed to be seen through by the other party.

He looked at Lu Qingshan with a smile in front of him, and an idea emerged in his mind.

Is there anything else that the other party doesn't know?

As if to confirm his thoughts, Lu Qingshan in front of him smiled slightly and said in a calm voice.

"Ye Wuyou, you can ask me anything you want to ask, after all, I came to you."

"I know everything."