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[Please select the time, 500 years, 1000 years, 2000 years, 3000 years...]

It went smoothly!

My heart is itching like a cat scratching, what is that ghost card, these people who don't look like tomb robbers, those who came after the ghost card, what is the reason for, are those unspeakable ghosts and gods really there? ?still……

Ji Mo recalled all the things he had learned about folklore before, and he was sure that there was no such thing as "ghost card" mentioned in a single word. Therefore, it was a secret that only the tomb robbers knew. In addition, do ghost cards need to be collected? ?several?What can I do if I gather them all?Summon?

A series of questions made him feel a little stagnant and complicated when faced with the choices given by the system screen, as if he saw a text he was interested in, and then the other party cut off the update. After skipping directly for so many years, pressing the point of interest is not satisfied...

I really want to send the blade!

"Tsk, 500 years. - I still don't believe it, can't I see the sequel?"

It's like that infinitely seductive looking back and smiling, as if being seen, as if being watched, but also like a cloud smile, not specific to anyone, but it is so heartbreaking, and I look forward to the next one infinitely.

Ji Mo turned around in a circle, the text on the screen of the system disappeared, and the room was completely dark again. Vision, hearing, and all the senses were lost, as if they were no longer in this world.

The long wait seemed short at the moment of seeing the light. It was not a person, but a boulder. As the front collapsed, some light shone in. After a moment of brightness, I realized that the weather outside was drowsy, and the torrential rain was like the sky It was like a leak, splashing, the thick rain curtain blocked the sight, and it was completely impossible to see what kind of scenery was in the farther place.

At the farthest distance from the paper figurine, Ji Mo, who was able to observe the outside world as much as possible, seemed to be in a cave, that is, the entrance of the cave kept collapsing inwards. When it dries up, the rainwater pours back, and the washed-out soil and rocks turn into muddy water, flowing backwards...

"not good!"

Ji Mo exclaimed, that paper figurine is really magical, and it's not invulnerable, after all, it's still made of paper, if soaked in water...

It is almost conceivable that this point in time must be difficult to pass.

The facts were as expected, the rain that connected the sky and the earth and turned the sky and the earth into a lake did not let go, the tomb was flooded, and there were armored bones in the heavy coffin. Not to mention the weight of the bones, it just looked The heavy armor was enough to keep the coffin from floating up, but other things were not so lucky.

Even the white bones were sinking and floating in it like dead branches in the water, and the paper man even floated on the water surface, as if it had grown feet, as the place was filled, it rushed out with the current.

The earth seemed to be a vast ocean, endless turbulent currents dominated the disorderly rotation, and the trajectory of the paper man was also somewhat strange, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, the body of the ups and downs was floating Dangling, swaying, the paint on the face, due to the constant washing of the rain, has a tendency to fade after all, some colors are smeared, and the face that was originally scary, has become more and more creepy and gloomy. If you are an emissary from the underworld, lead the way in Huangquan.

The water is too big, and there are few nearby villages that are not submerged. Those who respond quickly climb trees or climb mountains, or stand on the roof, barely able to support them, and those who respond slowly are drowned in the water like paper dolls. The violent storm hit, as if they had endured the pressure from the sky, vowing to drown them all to the bottom of the water.

There are a few people who happened to see the paper figurine, and thought they were human beings from the back, and wanted to ask for help, even if the other party was like driftwood with nowhere to go, but if there were more people, would it be...

"Mom, I don't want to die!"

Soon, the plea for help from the pair of paper figurines turned into howling ghosts and howling wolves. In their impression, this kind of light paper figurine would melt as soon as it entered the water. How could it be so complete in the water? The ups and downs must be somewhat sneaky.

Amidst the sound of rain with the added soundtrack, Ji Mo could see the lower end of the paper figurine. The part in the water had already started to spread apart. One leg fell somewhere, and the other seemed to be having a hard time holding on. , the glue is gradually melting away, and the paper also spreads out with the long-term soaking, layer by layer, circles, sheets, and it won't take long for the paper figurine to be completely broken.

Looking up at the sky, I can't tell whether it's day or night, as if everything has returned to chaos. In the world, everything is gathered into a ball due to water, and I can no longer tell each other apart.

The fallen trees are in the water, the collapsed houses are in the water, and the undulating hills that have been cut in half are also in the water. A few figures are huddled on the high slopes, on the treetops, Like isolated islands, unable to respond.

Wherever the thunder passed, the lightning accompanied it, and the brightness that tore through the sky was like a silver snake, like a horned dragon, like countless struggling arms trying to survive.

I don't know how long it has been raining, and I don't know how long it will continue to rain. When Ji Mo looked back, he could no longer see the paper figurines. There was a yellow ocean on the ground, mud mixed with water, washing away everything that could be seen. The place.

"Ugh……"

For some reason, at this time, I suddenly thought of what the person said before, "Feng Shui has disappeared". , Impossible, absolutely impossible.

and so……

Withdrawing the overwhelming imagination, he took a last look at Wang Yang, who couldn't tell the north and the south of the world, and returned to the feeling of the entity again in the mist.

[Main task: Paper Maker. 】

[Current progress: the first stage of the exam - passed (grade: good). 】

[Whether to carry out the second stage of study? 】

There was a long silence. In order not to let himself choose "yes" or "no" unconsciously, Ji Mo shifted his gaze, looked at the paper figurine, and silently thought, the second stage, the second stage is paper-making or paper-making ?In other words, is a papermaker still a papermaker?

If it is the second stage, is it a new world to start over, just like the previous first stages?Or do you want to dig a kind of world depth directly in this world, and really come into contact with those gods and ghosts, such as ghost cards and the like?

Do you change your identity and start over, or keep this identity and just go directly to a new level?

It is impossible to say that you are not curious, and a suspenseful tail is always the most attractive, but... After a long hesitation, when the six sons on the opposite side muttered before getting up, Ji Mo finally chose "No", It's not that you're curious, it's not that you're not interested, it's not that you feel incompetent, but how do you put it?It seems that the accumulation is not enough, the preparation is not enough, or it is fear of a new environment, and there is a psychology of anticipation and hesitation.

That's all, since it's not a matter of course, then, let's turn the chapter, anyway, the progress can be saved, if you want to continue in the future, just come back.

This time, while the reconstruction allowed Ji Mo to refine his skills, he also saw another possibility of returning to the previous world. If the second stage is still carried out on the basis of the original world, then, maybe...

"It's so early! Have you painted your eyes?"

Liu Zi has seen Ji Mo draw eyes more than once, and he himself has drawn similar ones on white paper. After knowing the outline, he has no patience to read it again and again. Now he missed it, and his tone is not regretful, but a little bit Bland and boring, "it's like that again" feeling.

[Do you want to start learning the next skill? (You can keep the progress of the current task.)]

"Yes."

[I will leave the current world in a day, please handle your personal belongings properly, and it is forbidden to bring them with you.Heirs can be selected to inherit the current learning achievements. 】

"It's not yet light outside, you got up too early." The six sons thought that "yes" was a reply to themselves, looked at the sky outside, and said, "You should deliver it today, and I will prepare breakfast."

"it is good."

Ji Mo agreed, tidied up the paint box, and put the oil lamp aside. It used to be hastily extinguished and replaced, but now, it seems unnecessary.

The last one.

Liu Zi didn't pay attention to this small detail. He got up and put on his coat. It was still a bit cold when he got up in the morning, so he needed an extra coat.

Ji Mo held up the paper figurine, his black eyes were bright and moist, as if the paint hadn't dried completely, but because of this, he had a fresh feeling, and walked out with his face facing him, so early, if he met someone, he would be afraid It's to scare people.

Fortunately, the neighbors all know that he does this, so they won't be as frightened as when they first met, but there are many taboos. If they have to go in the morning, they have to go around.

Entered the coffin shop through the back door and handed over the paper figurine, and it was getting brighter. Ji Mo didn't go back directly, but turned to find Gu Erqiu, who also seemed to have just gotten up. Seeing him coming, he came out in a hurry, nodding and bowing. Showing restraint, the word "teacher" was vague in his mouth, and he didn't know whether he should call it or not.

"Literate?" Ji Mo asked directly because he really didn't know him well.

"Yes, I know a little bit." Gu Erqiu nodded hesitantly, a little embarrassed to admit that he knew little.

Ji Mo didn't care, so he asked him to find a pen and paper, and immediately wrote a few pages of text, all of which were ordinary wine-making recipes, "The wine-making techniques are similar, the songs are different, and the methods used are also different. Pondering is the key, if you are willing to learn, put more thought into it, think more, read more and study more, you can always achieve something, any business is just a matter of practice and it depends on the individual, no matter how much I say, if you can't do it, you can It’s a good idea to choose the one you are best at according to your ability.”

A winemaker may not be good at brewing all wines. If one is praised by others, he can be called a "master". Isn't it the same for the so-called "one-word master"?

Blindly seeking more, miscellaneous but not refined, is definitely not the first choice.

I don't know how much Gu Erqiu can understand, Ji Mo left after finishing speaking, ignoring the other party's hesitation, all hesitation was nothing but insincerity, and could not be forced.