Game boss he just wants to fish [unlimited]

The final trial was hosted by Tang Cuicui.

Today, there was a rare rainstorm in the circus.

The sound of rainwater hitting the tent is like the texture of rough particles rubbing against each other, muffled.

Before entering the tent, Fu Zhan reached out to catch a handful of rainwater.

The rainwater is not the usual transparent shape, it is a bit cloudy, and there is a slight tingling sensation from the skin as the water passes by.

"I don't like rain." The clown was a little depressed. "Every time it rains, it means that the wonderful show will be cancelled, and there are always mice running around."

"It never rains where the Circus of Death is." The flame magician's voice was so dull that it was suffocating.

"But occasionally, interesting things happen on rainy days." The clown found three skulls from nowhere and threw them around.

Jiang Xianyu didn't know what they were discussing, and was a little dazed holding the crystal ball.

"Little Xianyu, can you give us a divination? It's counted as tomorrow's fortune."

Jiang Xianyu didn't know why the clown made this request.Fu Zhan didn't come to his divination room to answer questions today, and there was just one chance of divination left in his crystal ball. Jiang Xianyu thought about it and activated the crystal ball.

This time, instead of the mysterious purple light appearing in the crystal ball, it was replaced by a scary red halo.

"Big ominous." Jiang Xianyu murmured to himself, "How could it be?"

......

The difficulty of the trial level of the Death Circus is supposed to be progressive, but with the joint efforts of several fishing bosses, the style of the trial is developing in a more and more weird direction.

Tang Cuicui undertook almost all the acrobatic performances of the Circus of Death.

Jiang Xianyu, the clown and the flame magician were all watching today's trial from the sidelines.

Tang Cuicui is a reckless character, Jiang Xianyu is worried that she will resign to her fate today, and the clown and flame magician have been hit too hard a few days ago, and they all try to find relief from Tang Cuicui.

"Travelers from another world, welcome to the Circus of Death."

Tang Cuicui was covered in a huge doll costume, and she swayed when she walked, looking a bit bulky.

"Today you need to learn to walk a tightrope and combine that with the few things you learned earlier."

To put it simply, it is to step on a unicycle with a human head and cross a steel cable, and perform various flame magic by the way.

Several people looked at the expressionless Fu Zhan, imagined the scene of his performance, and suddenly became very curious, but they didn't dare to discuss it because they were in front of them.

Tang Cuicui's tent is very high, with a thin steel cable hanging from it.

"The first thing you have to do is learn to walk the tightrope in the air. If you accidentally fall from the air, you will be bloody."

What Fu Zhan didn't know was that Tang Cuicui had lowered the difficulty of the trial.Normally, there would be a ghostland under the tightrope, and players would hear the screams of ghosts and smell the smell of rotting corpses while walking the tightrope, but now, Tang Cuicui didn't start these scary things at all.

Oh, by the way, the animal taming and human body cutting that were supposed to appear in the trial were canceled under the unanimous request of the other three bosses.

Human body cutting is easy to kill, and Little Hulu Xiangzhu is desperately unwilling to let anyone other than Tang Cuicui touch it.

Hearing Tang Cuicui's voice, Fu Zhan felt indescribably familiar.

It has to be said that it is a very wise choice to reduce the trial projects that Tang Cuicui is in charge of.

Tang Cuicui was driven to the shelves, and she was not good at any acrobatics.In order to avoid being exposed, she didn't even give Fu Zhan a personal demonstration.

Fortunately, simple tightrope walking is not too difficult for Fu Zhan. Most of these high-level players are good at it. Standing on the tightrope, Fu Zhan only feels that the air current is agitating his eardrums.

The view on the steel cable is very wide. Standing on it, Fu Zhan can see the Jiangxian fish on the ground at a glance.

Little Xianyu is wearing a purple robe, probably to match the fortune-teller's character design, and today he has sparkling eyeshadow on the end of his eyes.It was raining and windy today, and the wind rushed in along the gap of the tent, and the purple clothes were blown up by the wind, like a blooming flower.

The final show player can incorporate appropriate creativity.

Fu Zhan suddenly noticed.

He wants to give Little Salted Fish the greatest gift.

......

Today's trial ended without any surprise.

The clown and the flame fortuneteller did not directly go back to the house to rest as usual.

"Mr. Fortune Teller, a friend is coming to visit us today. There will probably be a small gathering tonight. Do you want to come together?" The clown invited.

"Is it the boss of another instance?" Jiang Xianyu asked.

"Yes, a guy from the advanced copy." The clown said.

Jiang Xianyu has not had much contact with his colleagues for more than 500 years. He only heard that the boss in the advanced dungeon is cruel and dedicated.He was a little socially afraid, and he didn't want to go when he heard that it was a boss of a high-level dungeon.

"I think he will get along well with Xiao Xianyu."

The clown took off his horrible makeup, and looked eagerly at Jiang Xianyu, obviously hoping that Jiang Xianyu could go.

Jiang Xianyu thought about it again.

Maybe he does need some social interaction, and maybe the boss of the advanced dungeon is not as scary as the rumors say?

"Then I'll go for a while." Jiang Xianyu spoke softly, "I'm relatively stupid, and I can't always do my job well."

"I hope he doesn't hate me then."

"No, no!" Both the clown and the flame magician frantically shook their heads.

Their little Xianyu is so good, no one will hate him!

......

In the evening, a figure appeared in the setting sun.

He was holding an oil-paper umbrella, a bamboo tobacco pole was pinned to his waist, and his wooden clogs creaked on the concrete floor.

"Here, little salted fish, I was talking about him."

The man put away the oil-paper umbrella and smiled slightly at Jiang Xianyu.

He has long wine-red hair, not the gloomy and ruthless look Jiang Xianyu imagined, and he feels very bright when he smiles.

"I'm meeting you for the first time. My name is Qianlibai. I'm currently in charge of managing the copy of the Grudge in the Deep Mountain." Qianlibai's voice was as sweet as drizzle, "I'm sorry, but my arrival made the circus rainy."

Jiang Xianyu didn't understand what Qianlibai meant.

"His ability is passive, and everywhere he goes is rainy. It's a bit like... the rain girl in Japanese ghost stories." The clown explained.

rain?

Doesn't Qianli Bai feel that life is very inconvenient?

"Qianlibai has a younger sister whose abilities are exactly opposite to his." The clown seemed to see what Jiang Xianyu was thinking, "Wherever his younger sister went was sunny, and the two brothers and sisters living together had exactly the same abilities as each other. offset."

"His sister likes to smoke very much. We tried everything we could to get that little girl to quit smoking. In the end, the flame magician came up with a trick and told Laoqian to pretend to be sick. Although he was not sick, Laoqian's health has not been very good in the past two years. , and now colluding with acquaintances in the hospital, the little girl believed it."

"Fearing that her brother's condition would worsen due to her own smoking, she worked hard to quit smoking. Later, she was angry for a long time when she learned the truth, but she never smoked again."

"But..." The clown suddenly stopped talking when he realized something.

Everyone jumped off the topic in tacit understanding with each other.

"Jiang Xianyu? Ah! I know you." Qian Libai was very excited when he saw Jiang Xianyu, "I also know that your ability is possession!"

"You can possess all inanimate objects in the dungeon!"

"Know me?" Jiang Xianyu was flattered.

"I'm a member of the Little Salted Fish Support Group, and that's where I met the Clown and the Flame Magician."

"What support group?"

"It's nothing." The clown interrupted Qian Libai's speech, "It's just... a cooking research club! Yes! A club! Recently, everyone is very interested in cooking salted fish."

It would be too embarrassing if Xiao Xianyu knew that he was his fan and kept following him silently!

Jiang Xianyu was ignorant, but the words of the Culinary Arts Research Club caught his attention.

I didn't expect such a thing to exist in the Samsara Realm!It seems that he should expand his social circle appropriately, and maybe his cooking skills can also be improved in the club.

"Culinary Arts Research Club? May I join?" Jiang Xianyu asked.

clown:"!!!"

......

It took everyone a long time to successfully fool Jiang Xianyu.

The clown breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the little salty fish's blue eyes with inexplicable conscience, and secretly swore that he would never lie to little salty fish again.

In fact, it was thanks to Qian Libai that he managed to fool Little Xianyu in the end. This boss from the high-level dungeon successfully diverted Jiang Xianyu's attention.

Qianli Bai really hits it off with Xiao Xianyu.They all love to read books and have many topics to talk about.Qian Libai seems to understand Jiang Xianyu's mind very well. Even if Jiang Xianyu's speech is a little jumpy, and even some content is something that clowns and flame magicians don't understand at all, Qian Libai can quickly understand and pick up the words.

The sky is already dark, and Xiao Xianyu drank a little wine today, so he is in a daze.

"My ability is really troublesome, so I won't send Mr. Jiang back." Qian Libai opened the oil-paper umbrella, "Everyone, please do your best tomorrow."

Qianlibai said goodbye to the clown and the flame magician, and disappeared into the rain.

The circus rain finally stopped.

"Little Xianyu is so drunk, it's not safe to leave him alone." The clown suggested, "Why don't we take him back to our place first, give him something to hangover, and send him back after he sobers up."

Flame Magician agrees.

What they didn't know was that in the fortuneteller's tent, a player waited for Jiang Xianyu with his eyes open.

The next day, the dazed Jiang Xianyu hardly remembered what happened last night.

The way Fu Zhan looked at him was scary, the eyes were dark, and there was inexplicably a trace of...aggrieved

[Attention players, attention players. 】

[The performance is about to begin. 】

Before Jiang Xianyu could ask anything, Fu Zhan had already taken a deep breath——

Leap up.