Quick Transmigration Rescue Plan

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, threw a mirror under the cliff and quickly threw the other two mirrors in front of the station sign and on the oncoming bus, holding the jade pendant, the other hand was lightly bitten, bleeding brightly, Jiang Mo quickly drew something on the jade pendant, and the illusion around him began to change rapidly, sometimes empty and sometimes real.

The people around started to make shocking voices, but Situ He ignored them and stared at Jiang Mo standing on the edge of the cliff, his eyes were gloomy and his brows were slightly frowned. At this time, he seemed to sense something, and then rushed towards Jiang Mo, But it was still too late and Jiang Mo could only see him silently saying "Wait for me." Then he disappeared, and then he himself was teleported out.

At this time, countless questers who were doing quests were suddenly ejected from the space, and then looked at the familiar real world with excitement, crying with joy!

A handsome young man from country F opened his eyes, looked at the luxurious bedroom and raised his eyebrows, then got up, put on gorgeous clothes, and pushed open the door.

A well-dressed old butler outside the door bent down after seeing the young man and said, "Master, good morning."

The young man ignored his greetings, but turned around and said, "Book me a plane ticket immediately. I'm going to country Z at noon today."

The butler nodded respectfully after hearing this, and the others looked at this scene with seriousness, and the whole castle was filled with seriousness and dignity.

At noon, Jiang Mo lay leisurely on the plane, looking forward to seeing Situ He again.

The 520 system looked at the leisurely Jiang Mo and asked in confusion, "Host, how did you escape from that terrifying space?"

Jiang Mo looked at the 520 system and asked, "Lingling, do you know the Nightmare King?"

The 520 system shook his head after hearing this, and Jiang Mo continued: "The king of nightmares existed in ancient times and is one of the four evil beasts. It feeds on aura and anger. It absorbs malice in the world, and the more malice it has, the more it grows. The sooner, and they will form their own consciousness after they become adults, some of the nightmare kings' consciousness are dreams, some are nightmares, and some are illusions.

And when it becomes an adult, it will be invulnerable and any spell will be ineffective against it. The only way to kill it is to enter its consciousness, because it cannot enter its own consciousness. As long as you can find its core strength there, you can destroy it.

However, in its consciousness, there are three thousand worlds. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, false and true. It is impossible to find where its core power is, and everyone will fall into the dream it has compiled and become addicted to it. and die. "

The 520 system shuddered and said, "Then what does the host have to do with your escape from the horror space?"

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows when he saw it looking hopeless, and replied, "Because I found out that the horror space we went to was actually the consciousness of the Nightmare King. After a big change, there is no inspiration.

It can only absorb life to live. As the primate of all things, human beings are naturally the most angry, but if it wants to survive, it must not harm human beings on a large scale, because the law of heaven will punish it.

So he began to absorb a lot of evil thoughts and nightmares from people in the real world, and then made his consciousness more mature.

In the end, it selects some people from reality to enter its own consciousness, and gives them tasks to complete the tasks so that they can survive, and if they fail to complete them, they become its fertilizer. "

The 520 system was afraid after hearing this: "So, host, were we in its consciousness before?"

Jiang Mo nodded affirmatively, "That's right, but because of its contempt, it unscrupulously sent people to the source of its own power, which is the three lands of despair, where it buried a large number of strong people, The vitality was extremely sufficient, he tasted the sweetness, and then sent the original owner and others in.

So the original owner had already passed through the other two Lands of Despair before me, and obtained something extremely important to the Nightmare King, so after I came, the Nightmare King couldn't wait to send me to the third Land of Despair.

Because it concluded that although the original owner had the ability to crack the first two Soils of Despair, the last Soil of Despair needed to understand the ancient formation to crack it, and it was impossible for the original owner to unlock it.

But it didn't expect the original owner to guess his desperate situation because of the jade pendants obtained in the first two lands of despair, so he made a desperate exchange with the system bureau. As a result, I naturally understood the ancient formation after I came, so in the end all of its The core strength is in my hands, so naturally I can't resist.

And in the end, I cracked its horror space, which is naturally equivalent to cracking its consciousness, and once the consciousness is broken, it will naturally dissipate. "

The 520 system was puzzled after hearing this: "The host, where is the power of the Nightmare King? Does its power dissipate after it dies?"

Jiang Mo played with the small mirror in his hand and smiled, "Of course not, its power is now in the jade pendant and the mirror. The mirror represents controlling dreams, and the jade pendant means eternal life."

The 520 system nodded half-understood after hearing it, and Jiang Mo felt its bewildered appearance and chuckled and asked, "Lingling, go and find out the direction of the world after Ah He's death in the original plot. The direction of the world will not be as simple as described in the original plot."

The 520 system nodded after hearing this, and was about to leave, then said puzzledly: "By the way, the host did not mention the original owner's identity in the plot because the original host did not appear in the plot."

Jiang Mo, however, took a sip of the coffee in front of him indifferently and said, "It's okay, Lingling, I already know the identity of the original owner. The original owner's father and mother are both from country Z, but the original owner's sister-in-law married a person from F country. Transferred all the family property to country F to find my sister-in-law, so he has a very good relationship with my sister-in-law."

520 was puzzled after hearing this: "Oh, the host, why doesn't the original owner have his sister-in-law in the castle?"

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and said helplessly after hearing this: "Because his uncle is a nobleman and has his own castle. The original owner's castle was applied for by his uncle because he didn't want the original owner to disturb his happy life."

After hearing this, the 520 system nodded, and silently complained that the original owner's uncle was too stingy, then got up and went to find the original world.

After a while, the plane finally arrived at City J in country Z.

Jiang Mo got off the plane, looked at the assistant behind him, waved his hands and said, "You don't have to follow me for half a year, by the way, post my photo on our group official website, and then a large amount of funds will be injected into my personal account. The main task is to manage the injected funds well." After speaking, he dismissed the people around him and walked out of the airport.

At this time, Situ He in J City woke up on the side of the road and found that only a few minutes had passed. It had been at least half a month since he and Zhang Mo entered the space together. He even wondered whether he was dreaming, and then He looked at Zhang Mo, who was also at a loss, and said, "Zhang Mo, did you come out from that ghostly place in the horror space just now?"

After hearing this, Zhang Mo nodded quickly, then looked at Situ He and said, "President, we really came from there, we are not dreaming."

However, Situ He shook his head firmly and said, "Impossible, it is impossible for us to have the same dream."

Zhang Mo couldn't believe it, but the time showed that only a few minutes had passed. Could it be that everything was his own illusion?

Thinking of this, he was about to raise his head to ask Situ He, but saw that Situ He had already got up and walked away, so he quickly chased after him, but there was a message from a distance that Situ He asked him to get off work and take a rest for a day.

Situ He didn't go to the company after bidding farewell to Zhang Mo from the side of the road, but returned home.

After Situ He returned home, he looked at his well-behaved and lovely younger sister at home, still immersed in his own world reading a book, and nothing happened, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a sharp look in his eyes, and then he went to the bedroom and made a phone call to one of his hacker friends, "Luo, help me find someone named Jiang Mo, and I'll send you the photo later."

After listening to the answer on the phone, Situ He narrowed his eyes dangerously and clicked on the phone, only to see several photos of Jiang Mo sleeping in the album!It was all taken by Situ He after Jiang Mo fell asleep!

Looking at the photo in his hand, a trace of tenderness flashed in Situ He's eyes, and then he was filled with strong possessive desire. There was a wicked smile on his stern face like a knife's edge, and he got up and walked to his downstairs bedroom.

Situ He walked into the bedroom and smiled, then went to a box next to the bed in the bedroom and turned around slightly, then opened his wardrobe, and saw an open door behind the wardrobe!

Situ He smiled and walked in, only to see all kinds of calligraphy and paintings inside, which turned out to be the calligraphy and paintings left by Situ He's parents before their death.

His parents have the habit of collecting calligraphy and painting, but they are afraid that the calligraphy and painting will be stolen.

Therefore, such a dark room was specially built to store the treasured calligraphy and paintings, and even to protect the calligraphy and paintings, there are soft lights and a comfortable air environment everywhere.

However, Situ He didn't pay attention to these handed down treasures, but took them down one by one and took them to his bedroom. After the last piece of calligraphy and painting was taken out of the bedroom, Situ He put it beside the table and closed the darkroom door.

Then he turned around and made a phone call: "Well, is it the J City Museum? Well, I'm Situ He, and I have a group of calligraphy and paintings left by my parents that I want to donate to the museum for free. Please send someone to pick them up this morning."

The people in the J City Museum were very excited when they heard this. After all, the previous head of the Situ family liked to collect paintings and calligraphy, and all of his collections were high-quality goods.

After his death, there were people who wanted to buy these paintings and calligraphy at a great price, but his son Situ He had no intention of touching these paintings and calligraphy during the most difficult time of the Situ Group. He did not expect to be willing to donate the paintings and calligraphy to the museum for free today!

When the curator of the J City Museum came to Situ's home, he saw Situ He bent over to thank him, but Situ He waved his hands and said, "You don't have to do that, my father has always loved calligraphy and painting, but my sister and I are not interested in them. These paintings and calligraphy are in our hands." It will only lose its brilliance in the museum, so it is better to put it in a museum so that more people who know how to appreciate it can cherish it."

After hearing this, the curator of the museum quickly praised: "It's lucky for these paintings and calligraphy to be in the hands of Mr. Situ, and then transferred to you. Anyway, I would like to say thank you for these paintings and calligraphy."

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Situ He could only nod helplessly. He had been busy all day, and it was already evening when all the calligraphy and paintings were sent away.