The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

Doubtful: "You mean, someone smashed their souls after death...?"

"That's right," Wen Zheliu said, "Is there any way you can find these people?"

"Impossible." Zheng Youge rebuffed straight away, "Death is a ghost, death is hope, and death is hope. The ghosts that players usually face are strictly speaking mobs that can be eliminated. These ghosts are NPCs, and there is a system. Judging attribute bonuses, how can players eliminate them?"

Wen Zheliu said: "If you say that, the massacre mode cannot be activated in this level."

"I just can't open it." Zheng Youge said bluntly, "Whoever can open it is a god."

Wen Zheliu: "..."

You are right, those people are still positioned as gods.

"Anyway, if, I mean if——if someone really replaces these three ghosts, is there any way for you to find them?" Wen Zheliu stared closely at Zheng Youge, "Quick, think of a way as soon as possible, friend. "

Zheng Youge: "You just asked me to find these three..."

Wen Zheliu: "If you don't look for me, let my man break your long legs, believe it or not."

Zheng Youge: "..."

There was a loud sound of clashing swords, and He Qin's voice, which still had enough strength, was sent over by the sound transmission talisman: "Baby, do you agree to show mercy?"

Wen Zheliu: "Two legs, break them all!"

Zheng Youge was tongue-tied: "You...!"

"He is number one in the world, you'd better answer carefully," Wen Zheliu pressed on step by step, "Do you want to find it?"

Zheng Youge collapsed, who is this? !

However, under the eaves, he really had to bow his head. He could only swallow his anger and took out a crystal skull-shaped prop, placed it in front of the three skeletons, and began to mutter words.

Zheng Youge has been immersed in this way for many years, and his occupation in the game has even more or less affected his temperament in real life.He is extremely confident in his professionalism, so he is extremely sure that Wen Zheliu will find no results at all if he wants to find these three so-called npcs who have eliminated ghosts.

To his surprise, the crystal skull suddenly lit up.

"What?!" Zheng Youge's eyes widened, Wen Zheliu didn't care much, and rushed up: "Where is it?! Quickly look where it is?!"

"The first one... is moving at high speed," Zheng Youge swallowed in horror, his heart was turbulent, and he couldn't say anything, "The second one is... in the chapel?"

"Where's the third one?!" Wen Zheliu hurriedly asked, "Where's the third one?!"

Zheng Youge saw sweat on his forehead, his voice was low and hoarse, and his expression was tense: "The third... is... just under the regimental deputy..."

Deputy?Wen Zheliu was startled suddenly, isn't that Ji Yuanfeng?People from Muspelheim are in the same building as Du Zijun? !

"Du Zijun!" He let go of Zheng Youge, jumped up eagerly without even looking at the many bones lying on the ground, "Did you hear, the people from Muspelheim are right below you!"

The magic spear that Du Zijun was holding against Ji Yuanfeng's forehead froze suddenly.

"...what?" he asked heavily, "right...under my feet?"

Although Wen Zheliu also felt unreliable, but as an opponent, he believed in Zheng Youge's professional ability, he said: "I can only look for it according to this first! There are no broken poems under the cliff, I will help you!"

Du Zijun let go, allowing Ji Yuanfeng to sit in the sea in embarrassment, then turned around and ran, his heels splashing on the ground with a series of rapid footsteps.

It can't be wrong, it must be Hela... Thinking of the instant death effect that He Qin said about Hela, Xie Yuanyuan must be in danger now!

There was a thunderstorm outside the window, covering up the glare of the two men fighting fiercely in mid-air, Du Zijun stopped in front of a basket of clothes in the middle of the corridor, and looked at the ground thoughtfully.

A small button, like a flat eye, looks up at the ceiling.

He arched his body and tried to pick up the lone button.

"Who is in the way?" Just when Hela's fingers were about to pierce Xie Yuanyuan's heart, she frowned suddenly and paused.

A sliver of vitality seeped into Xie Yuanyuan's soul, causing his throat to emit a weakening that was nearing the end, and the cloudy eyelids also revealed a ray of clarity again.

Hela looked at him, the tassels hanging down from the corona of death were shaking slightly at this moment.

"It's strange, just now, my coordinates were detected by someone... Do you know who did this?" She asked with a smile, "Death is everywhere, but at the same time, if someone can suddenly and accurately It is strange to locate death itself..."

Xie Yuanyuan didn't answer her, nor could he answer her.Half of his body was submerged in lava and half in ice, and the turmoil of the past ten years flashed past his darkened eyes quickly and slowly—he was so close to the end of his life that he saw The revolving lantern of life.

"All 35 people, are you here?"

"It's all here!"

"Okay, let's go! The course that the teacher will take you on a tour today will show you how holographic devices interact with people in daily life. It is a topic very close to you! Don't crowd or run around ..."

No, not all here, there is one person here who is not here.

Xie Yuanyuan stood on the street, watching the unrecognizable child running over from the street panting, waving and shouting while running.

"Teacher! Teacher! And me...and me! Sorry, I'm late! Teacher!"

He had shouted so hoarsely and waved his hands so hard, but no one heard his voice, and no one saw his struggle.Adults hurried past him indifferently, as if the desperately screaming child was just a breathing plant, a gust of transparent wind.

"...and me, I didn't...I..."

The suspended train running on the skywalk is like the gorgeous particles in the circuit, and soon disappeared with the orderly traffic flow, only the boy who couldn't catch up was left far behind, arched, panting tiredly, sweating An unusable electronic ticket was clutched in his wet palm.

No, Xie Yuanyuan opened his lips, he was silenced by the world, like a fish in the deep sea spitting out a string of silent bubbles, no one will see you, go rob the bank, take away that adult's wallet, go take other people Put your precious things in your arms face to face, no matter what you do, no one will find you, notice your... It's useless.

Time began to turn again, Xie Yuanyuan stood in the center of the world, and at the same time stood in a corner that no one cared about, witnessing that child getting taller, more silent, more transparent, and more obscure day by day.

He lives more freely than others, but also lives more difficult than others.Without elders to take care of him, he has to take care of himself. Fortunately, life will not make things difficult for him. He seems to be the lucky one who was let go by fate and life. He has lived in a care center for vulnerable groups until he reaches adulthood. A sum of living expenses is paid to his account regularly, which is his only visible fixed income. Machines and programs will not ignore any registered account, even if there is a tombstone on the other end of the account, a dead person who can't speak, as long as someone passes It will be able to get the money.

He's better than a tombstone, better than a dead man.

He went to a public elementary school, a public middle school, and a public university. He has been law-abiding for more than ten years, and he is unknown. This makes him feel strange, but his character seems to be like this. Compared with participating in sabotage, observing The world is more suitable for him.

Xie Yuanyuan stared at the boy whose bangs covered his eyes. On the day he was admitted to university, he decided to buy something to celebrate and make life a bit of a ritual. He walked around the holographic mall and saw the sky-high sky white nun.

——"The city of new stars, dreams and future, shaped by you."

What kind of npc is it?

The boy walked around the shopping mall and saw the n-star company's promotional article celebrating the [-]th anniversary. The nun's snow-white dress was like a cloud of heaven, flitting in between.

... "Uncanny Valley"?Then go to Uncanny Valley.

The teenager stood still in front of the lottery system, completely ignoring the "one person once" rule, and drew 560 seven times in one breath, winning two admission qualifications.He compared them, picked a serial number that was more pleasing to the eye, and then slipped the other into a passerby's pocket.

Xie Yuanyuan finally had a nostalgic smile on his face.

The holy nuns suddenly rioted and turned the Uncanny Valley into a completely isolated kingdom. Xie Yuanyuan was expressionless and the game was interrupted. This is a pity, but what does it have to do with him?He originally wanted to suppress his sense of existence to the minimum, and then try to see if he could get out of it. However, just as he was about to do so, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Dong dong dong", three polite and restrained voices.

He stood up, looked out the door, and found that there were two very special guys in the team, who seemed to be glowing all over their bodies. Such people were naturally not a species in the same world as him.

"Dong dong dong", still knocking.

It's for Muto, he thought.

"We're not looking for Muto, we're here for you."

He stared helplessly at the two people in front of him.

A warm smile, staring straight at him, and a majestic smile, looking at him with a half-smile.

... Wendi, and He Qin.

His life has turned upside down.

"Xie, Yuan, Yuan, your name is... Xie, Yuan, Yuan..." He heard Wen Di babbling, and as he spoke, he stroked his hand, "A steady stream, well, remember Stay here, I won’t forget it next time.”

"Next time I should forget what I should forget," the handsome and dangerous man teased, "His name is hard to remember."

Wen Di was not convinced and said: "Go away, go away, I'm afraid you don't know how good my memory is, you can definitely remember it, right, thank...uh, thank you, thank you Yuanyuan!"

The man laughed louder, but this was the first time he didn't know how to respond, so he had to laugh silly twice.

"Is it funny?" The indifferent and fierce woman stood on the other side, she was wrapped up in a very ladylike white dress like a sharp weapon, "What's so funny if you can't remember people's names? Can't keep his name."

"My name is Xie Yuanyuan," he pursed his lips. For some reason, he had the courage and thought to repeat it to them for the first time, "Thank you, thank you, endlessly."

The woman raised her eyebrows and didn't speak for a while. After a while, she said: "Okay, thank you... Yuanyuan."

"Let's go, Xie Yuanyuan!" Wen Di glared at the man, then smiled warmly and proudly, and said loudly to him: "Look, I remembered! Tonight I will be watching the night!"

He froze for a long time, looking at the dim lights in the room, Xie Yuanyuan scratched his head.

It felt very strange, like a gust of wind, a ghost floating around was suddenly tied to the spine by a thread.The thread is thin, light, and can be broken when blown on, but it is a thread that exists in the world after all, a thread with a substance, and he is also lightly drawn, and has a connection and bond with the world.

This remembered name is a new beginning for him.

"...Xie Yuanyuan!"

He heard Du Zijun's voice all at once, it didn't come from memory or hallucination, it sounded at this very moment, above his head.

"Huh?" Hela's expression changed, "...Unexpectedly, it was really found by a few of your teammates?"

She lowered her head, and the tassels on the crown also brushed against Xie Yuanyuan's spiritual body, causing him pain like a knife scratch: "I just don't know, how long can they protect you?"

Xie Yuanyuan opened his eyes and looked at Hela, his lips moved a few times.

"What do you want to say?" Hela's pointed armor brushed against his lower lip, "Do you want to beg for mercy?"

Xie Yuanyuan said with difficulty: "...No...use..."

"Huh?" Hela tilted her head, "Can't hear you, speak louder?"

"...No need...protect...protect..." His voice was breathless, but his eyes were filled with a relieved smile, "I... broke the... thread..."

Hela's smile froze: "...what?"

218. Nun (28)

Her smile condensed on her face, and the rotten flesh hanging down on her right cheek trembled.The godhead of the goddess of death also gave her the ability to predict the future to some extent. Looking at Xie Yuanyuan, she suddenly discovered in horror that she couldn't see the "death" of the young man in front of her!

Life is like a tree, either with luxuriant branches and leaves, or withered dead wood, with countless possibilities, using time as the soil and health as the nutrient, extending from the treetop as much as possible.She sees everyone's tree and grasps the life and death of each tree at the same time.But now, the thin branches in Xie Yuanyuan's body suddenly disappeared in the boundless darkness, and all she could see was a void.

"How is this possible... What did you do?!" Hela screamed, the tassels on the crown collided violently, she stretched out her hands - the hands that symbolize life and death, trying to grab Xie Yuanyuan's soul , and then tear it into pieces.But she still caught the air, like water disappearing into the water, Xie Yuanyuan's spirit body melted away, permeating and disappearing from her vision.

"You shouldn't have stopped." Xie Yuanyuan quickly scattered into his body like wind and fog, "If you weren't proud of your ability and talked to me so much just now, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to escape at all. come out."

Hela suddenly turned around and yelled, "The sound of spring is broken!"

Before he had time to adapt to his body, a strange net-shaped golden light suddenly emanated from his chest, and Hela laughed sharply: "See how you can hide now!"

The dead Huamian scattered into thousands of flying black smoke, attacking Xie Yuanyuan from all directions.The formless crown is the embodiment of everyone, everything, and belongings. It also represents the essence of death: the end is the inevitable destination of everything.

"Don't you understand?" Seeing the jadeite and peacock pupils shining brightly, the Hidden Sword suddenly popped out of Xie Yuanyuan's wrist, and he looked directly at Hela's real body, "It doesn't mean that you can defeat me if you find me!"

Hela's smile was cold and crazy: "Why should I beat you? I just want your life!"

The end of her shout was still trembling in mid-air, Xie Yuanyuan had already flew over from the other side of the space.His figure is like lightning that comes and goes without a trace, avoiding the oncoming mountains of knives and fire, avoiding vicious dogs and undead, armies and lions.Diseases and famines rush from under his feet, while his Hidden Blade cuts across the river of fire and disasters, but at a distance of only a thousand meters, images about death appear in the world from the formless crown like a kaleidoscope gushing out!

With the last blow, he collided with the Balrog that emerged from the hell magma, and then pierced through its chest heavily, exploding black flames that blazed all over the sky!

Every time the glittering golden mark took a step forward, the expression on Hela's face became more rigid and ferocious. Her pale withered hair and plump black hair were entangled with each other, and she roared, "No one can resist death! No one!! "

In the next instant, Chunshengsha's web mark appeared close to her face—her prey passed through the immediate death judgment of the Formless Crown without any hindrance, and came to her side!

"Not even you, can you?" She heard her prey's voice, heard his question.

Hela's intact left face was distorted, and she said sharply: "I am the god of death! I am in charge of your death, and the death of everyone! No one can escape its sanction, my sanction, no one!!"

The Crown of Formless quickly gathered behind Xie Yuanyuan, taking on the shape of a black-robed skeleton before. It wanted to do the same thing and strip off his data core as before. However, its hand went straight through Xie Yuanyuan's body , completely missed.

Hela was dumbfounded, and Xie Yuanyuan asked strangely: "Isn't your original name Wang Shufen? You are talking about the god of death, no matter what your identity is in the virtual world, in the real world, you are still just a human being."

Hearing this name at first, Hela's eyes widened, her whole body trembled, and her nose almost crooked.At this time, she didn't care about her demeanor and godhead. The Crown of Formlessness passed through Xie Yuanyuan's body and reorganized into a black bone scythe as tall as a person. She held this scythe like countless The image of the Grim Reaper, which has been passed down by word of mouth for centuries, slashes down towards the mark of the broken sound of Chunsheng!

"You're dead!" she roared hysterically, "I'll kill you first, and then deal with the group of people outside!"

The sun, the moon and the stars, morning glow and sunset glow, the moment when day and night intersect, the world in Xie Yuanyuan's eyes extends infinitely, decomposing into thousands of clearly laid out lines.

He disappeared, and then appeared, the Hidden Blade in his hand was shining with a transparent blue light, and it had already touched Hela's back.

"But what does death have to do with me?" Xie Yuanyuan looked at her quietly, "...death has nothing to do with me."

——The Hidden Blade suddenly pierced into the flesh, piercing through Hela's heart extremely viciously!

Hela's pupils shrank suddenly, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out!

Xie Yuanyuan said in a low voice, "It's just a small button."

He suddenly drew his sword, and the black bone scythe fell to the ground with a clatter, and smoke rose from it, and then gathered on top of Hela's trembling head again, condensing into a dim crown.

His expression was as serene as an eternal wave of water, as if the Hidden Sword had just been gently brushed by the wind, instead of being inserted into the heart of a powerful enemy.

"You... unexpectedly..." Hela staggered and took a few steps back, her throat rattled, and the totem on her robe screamed silently, crying and wailing, "So... so... "

"You are also human." Xie Yuanyuan said, "You are often accompanied by death, but it is not death after all. You are just a person."

The appearance of the Goddess of Death is steadily and slowly fading away from Hela. Misery and hunger evaporate in the air, and slowness and laziness are bleached and washed away in the smoke. Aging and destruction disappear as silently as they came. Her face Tends to normal, withered white hair also covered with jet black color.

She covered her lips and heart, but a large amount of black blood still dripped down between her fingers uncontrollably, splashing hissing corrosion on the ground, "I...won't...no...possible..."

While panting out struggling short syllables intermittently from her throat, she frantically coughed up blood.Hela raised her resentful eyes, stared at the intermittent golden light in the darkness, and said in a hateful voice, "I... can't... why... the attack will... fail..."

Xie Yuanyuan looked at her and shook his head calmly: "I don't know why your attack failed, but...Didn't I say it, I broke the thread."

Hela didn't understand what he was talking about at all, and naturally had no way of knowing the meaning of the "line".Xie Yuanyuan is right, she is often accompanied by death, so she naturally understands the feeling of death - she is about to die, Xie Yuanyuan's Hidden Sword is too fast, too poisonous, and too sharp, this kind of move is almost a one-hit kill, It's a miracle she's survived until now.

She opened her eyes wide, trying her best to stare at the web-shaped golden light that flickered, and suddenly giggled.

"I... get it... ah! I get it...!"

The space around her collapsed at an accelerated rate, her face was blue and purple, and she was still laughing desperately like a lunatic: "So it's... like this! Your identity... I... lost... no... injustice...!"

Xie Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"...I lost...but...in the future, you...will...definitely...for your...identity..." The light in Hela's eyes gradually faded, "and...death...death... ..."

"What are you talking about?!" Xie Yuanyuan stepped forward hurriedly, wanting to get more out of her mouth, but it was too late, the space inside the button suddenly collapsed, like a miniature bomb, rapidly collapsed, and then It swelled up suddenly!

The system couldn't identify the button's properties, and Du Zijun was still studying its structure, his expression changed rapidly, and he threw it out with a very quick reaction.Hearing a roar no less than thunder, Xie Yuanyuan's clothes were directly blown to the wall, making a rumbling noise!

"!" Du Zijun hurriedly waved away the dust in front of his eyes. He opened his mouth to shout, but it was strange that the moment he opened his mouth, he froze in place as if the sound had been silenced.

...he...what's his name?

Xie Yuanyuan was coughing muffledly, slowly getting up from the ground, when Du Zijun suddenly realized that he had completely forgotten the name of the person in front of him!

"...what's going on," he shook his head violently, and even the boy's face became transparent and strange in his eyes, "you...what the hell are you doing?!"

Xie Yuanyuan was covered in injuries, he stood up with difficulty, saw Du Zijun standing in front of him, he couldn't help but twitched his mouth.

"I……"

Du Zijun only saw his lips opening and closing - at the moment he spoke, all the noise around him was amplified dozens of times, hundreds of times, and Du Zijun couldn't hear his voice at all!

"...What the hell did you do?" Du Zijun tried his best to stare into his eyes, and forced his increasingly distracted attention to focus on the boy, "How the hell did you make yourself like this?!"

He was furious, and at the same time racked his brains to recall the memories of this man: the wooden house in the jungle, the weird and happy show, the deep mountain where the mermaids live and the perennial cold fog, the bloody nights at the ghost school, and the cruel humanity in wars and concentration camps ... But it was useless, all useless, the person in front of him was like a drop of ink that was poured into the water, gradually dispersed, gradually diluted, and gradually dissolved in the completely transparent air.

Du Zijun strode forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's shoulder fiercely, and shouted: "Speak! Say your name!!"

He laughed very sadly, but still opened his lips tremblingly. Du Zijun stared at the opening and closing of his mouth, but even the sound of dust flying around his ears was as loud as a summer night disturbing people's sleep. The mosquitoes of dreams completely covered his words.

A fine patch of sweat was already dripping from Du Zijun's forehead.

"Du Zijun." At this moment, the sound transmission talisman suddenly sounded, and He Qin's voice, accompanied by the roaring thunder in the sky, exploded in the ears of the two of them, "Take... Xie Yuanyuan, and get out of there. Someone will come to find you soon." Trouble."

——The broken thread was pulled up by someone, and an unbreakable knot was tied again.

"...That's right, Xie Yuanyuan, your fucking name is Xie Yuanyuan!" Du Zijun almost knocked him out with a punch, "Fuck|Your mother, you want to die, don't you?! Make yourself look like that, Do you know how dangerous this is?!"

Xie Yuanyuan's eyes were red, Du Zijun grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, but he still showed an ugly smile with tears in it.

"...Isn't it, someone will always remember me."

219. Nun (29)

"Ningning," He Qin's voice was steady, he couldn't see the strenuousness of the fierce battle at all, only the deafening crash of the swords and soldiers was like an avalanche, "You also hurry up, you can't stay there for long!"

Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment: "Hala... is dead?"

"Xie Yuanyuan killed her." Du Zijun's anger still remained, and he said in a deep voice, "What abilities do Yemengard and Fenrir have?"

"Unknown." He Qin said succinctly, "Everything is unknown, they never show their abilities in the city of new stars, we can only guess from the godhead."

"Jormungandr is a giant snake that surrounds the atrium, connected head to tail; Fenrir is a monster that shakes the earth, and at the same time is the chief culprit that caused Ragnarok. It devoured Odin, the king of gods, and was killed by Odin's son. "Wen Zheliu's face was serious, and he rushed to meet Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan, "Hela symbolizes death, Yemengade symbolizes reincarnation, and Fenrir symbolizes the destruction of disorder... From this aspect alone, Hela might still be The best one to understand."

He Qin stared straight ahead amidst the dazzling lightning, his cuffs were rolled up, and on his exposed forearm, blood was still oozing from the handwriting drawn by the three knife points.

"Yeah," he said softly, "the next battle will only be very troublesome...very troublesome."

"You...you have Xie Yuanyuan's name engraved on your hand." Wen Zheliu hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I just said how could you..."

He Qin smiled lowly: "If I had known, I would have engraved yours first, and then engraved his's... Such an unprecedented first time, should be left to Ningning."

"Fuck you!" Wen Zheliu was angry, funny and distressed, "Who wants you to engrave my name on your body, concentrate on dealing with Li Rong!"

Among the four people, He Qin's intuition is the most acute. The moment Xie Yuanyuan took the initiative to cut off the connection with the world, He Qin happened to be listening to Du Zijun describe the characteristics of buttons, and the moment Xie Yuanyuan's impression was slightly distorted, he Immediately noticed something was wrong.

How would he defeat Hela, how would he escape from death?

So during the interval between the battles, he directly engraved Xie Yuanyuan's name on his arm, and when Du Zijun tried his best to regain his sense of existence, he regained his attention through the pain, and saw the three scribbled words again. Scarlet.

"Only one bad thing," he laughed, "too many strokes."

When Wen Zheliu arrived, Xie Yuanyuan was still bandaging his wound, while Du Zijun's expression was indifferent, and he looked away very solemnly.

"Do you know what you did?" Wen Zheliu was almost pissed off by him. "Names are very important. If you take the initiative to forget your own name, it means you voluntarily cut off the connection with the world, and you will disappear. !"

"Let's not talk about him, even if we do it, it's enough." Du Zijun glanced at him coldly, "I'm not afraid of death."

"...Uh, no, we can't do it even if we want to," Wen Zheliu twitched the corners of his mouth, "Well, that's not the point, hurry up! You killed Wang Shufen, and the other two will come to trouble you soon Already!"

Xie Yuanyuan was so scolded that his head drooped, and he quickly stood up when he heard the words: "Oh, what about the mission props, don't you want to look for them?"

"Have you found the person who is on Fire of the World?" Wen Zheliu asked back, "There is a high probability that he is not here, no, or that there is a high probability that he is not anywhere we thought of."

"Do you have a clue?" Du Zijun dropped a cigarette butt and crushed it under his feet.

Wen Zheliu thought for a while, then sighed, and took out the postpartum care book for sows.

"Come with me," he said.

He took the two of them and ran to the pigsty behind the monastery familiarly. Liu waved his right hand: "It's here, try to find it!"

Du Zijun: "..."

Xie Yuanyuan: "..."

"You..." Du Zijun said with difficulty, "You didn't make a mistake, did you?"

Wen Zheliu said: "No! The first day's dungeon, I found that monk here, he was feeding pigs, and I talked with him about philosophy for a long time..."

"That shouldn't be a pigsty!" Xie Yuanyuan said crazily, "I just rolled across the line of life and death, why am I going to dig a pigsty!"

Hearing what he said, Du Zijun became calm instead.

Du Zijun: "You, go down and dig for me."

Xie Yuanyuan: "...Huh?"

Seeing Xie Yuanyuan hunched over and digging in the mud with a bitter expression on his face, Wen Zheliu couldn't help but scratched at his hair, still not understanding, how would they find a broken poem prop that didn't provide any clues?If it's not here, where else can it be?

His hand suddenly stopped, and he clenched his fist and shouted: "I know!"

"Ah?" Xie Yuanyuan turned around with a medicine bottle in his mouth and said, "Brother, what do you know?"

Wen Zheliu pulled out the cross from the inner pocket of his clothes. At this moment, its shape has undergone a sharp change. There are clockwise spiral patterns on the woman's bare waist, like a wedge waiting to be twisted.

"I should have...I should have thought of it a long time ago!" Wen Zheliu said excitedly, "It's really hard to find anywhere, and it didn't take much effort!"

Du Zijun asked in surprise, "Is it this cross? He gave you the last key item on the first day of the mission?"

"It looks like it is." Wen Zheliu carefully unscrewed the cross, "He said that I untied his knot, so he gave this to me... Sure enough, it is here! If we had known, we wouldn't have abandoned it. Big Kungfu is running around..."

"It's okay," Xie Yuanyuan said, "Isn't this a Hela dealt with? It's not a waste of time."

Du Zijun said: "Shut up."

Xie Yuanyuan shrank his neck and stopped talking immediately.

Wen Zheliu gently pulled out the small roll of paper from the hollow cross, and unfolded it very carefully and slowly.Different from the incomplete poems obtained in the first three days, the corners of the last page were neatly cut, it didn't look like it was torn up, but it was more like it was carefully cut and kept carefully.

"He took you far away..." Du Zijun narrowed his eyes, distinguishing the ink marks on the rough edges of the paper, "...Leave me, a sad lonely shadow."

[Prop name: Fragmented pages of a poem]

【Grade: e】

[Activation type: none]

【Cooling time: none】

[Attack Power: None]

【Effect: None】

[Equipment level: 1]

[Introduction to props: The poem was originally written with affectionate brushstrokes, but it was torn up for some reason. The original poem seems to describe a forbidden love that is unacceptable in the world.

"In the story of birth, in the life of birth, in the world of birth, I lick the honey on the tip of the knife, and stick to the torch that burns in the wind.

The roaring and boiling anger were completely submerged in the sea of ​​tears, and I could only sigh, only silence.

——All the loves of love will always have different endings, tears and smiles will never be the same, therefore, its happiness will never match its pain. "]

At this moment, the sky and the earth hummed!

Wen Zheliu was startled, he thought it was bad, before he could put the note in his arms, he saw the white light above the thunderclouds overwhelming the sky, flooding the world!

[Main task 2: Find out the cause of the ghost's death (1/1) has been completed]

[Rewards received: 200000 experience points, 98 gold coins, the rewards have been sent to your package. 】

[Congratulations, your level has risen to: 46. 】

[Please receive the cg reward for solving the problem only when no one is sleeping! 】

After prompting one after another, the four of them withdrew from the battlefield at the same time and faced a window together.

He Qin was still holding the knife, Wen Zheliu hurried over, first hugged his blood-stained arm with gauze, and the two of them looked at each other, neither intending to let Xie Yuanyuan know about it.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Zheliu asked.

He Qin smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed: "It won't hurt if you kiss me once."

Wen Zheliu's kiss was like a superficial kiss, it really twitched on He Qin's lips.

"Come on, let's watch the last cg!" He blushed a little, as if trying to cover up, he hurriedly grabbed He Qin's unwounded hand, and pulled him to the small window.

Instead, He Qin froze for a moment, touched the corner of his lips lightly with his fingers, and couldn't help smiling.

"It's like someone's memory," Xie Yuanyuan muttered, "it's not holographic anymore."

In front of the four people, there was a closed wooden door, and the voices of arguments continued to pass through it.

"...Don't say it, sir, we will not agree to your request!" The dean's tone was almost scolding, "We saved your life out of humanitarian spirit, because we believe in the Lord and Be kind to His people, but break the tranquility here and let the people in the town provide you with shelter, we cannot do it, and we have no right to decide!"

The scarred man seemed to say something again, and the monk's male voice joined in slowly and seriously, refuting his proposal one by one.

"...the war is over," he said, "and a peaceful life is at your fingertips, so why get involved in unnecessary strife?