Ghost King Anthurium-14

Gu Xi stared at the candle with an unpredictable expression.

If at the beginning, he still had several guesses about the existence of flower candles, then now, everything happened before his eyes, and the essence of these flower candles became clear.

——Each flower candle actually represents a Yuxi group] $ team belongs to the soul fragments of feasting.

A very indescribable and extremely complicated look appeared on Gu Xi's face.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the three flower candles one by one, and played with them in his hand.The surface of the red candle is not the usual waxy feel, but delicate like fine porcelain, which makes people think that they are holding someone's hand in a trance.

This kind of association is a bit creepy, Gu Qi silently put the gold-painted red candle back on the table beside him.

Since it's a candle, please keep what a candle should have, and don't attach so many strange functions!

However, when Gu Xi wanted to let go, those few flower candles were not very happy.They flew lightly from the table and danced around Gu Xi, like cats poking around their master's side, and some even leaned over to rub the back of Gu Xi's hand.

Gu Xi pressed the flower candle back firmly with a respectful expression.

So he found that the flame at the top of the flower candle had dimmed a lot, and it even jumped a few times aggrieved.

Gu Xi didn't even look at it: "If you have anything to say about it—"

"Just let your body come by itself."

He snorted: "After all, I thought about it, we have quite a lot to settle, right?"

All the flames stood at attention in an instant, even though there was a not-so-small wind blowing in from the window at this moment, but the flames actually stood upright and were not affected in the slightest, which was already a bit of a cover-up.

Gu Xi was on the verge of laughing angrily for a moment, wondering if he should praise these Y_UX|I soul fragments for having an overpowering desire to survive, obviously surpassing their real bodies by more than a notch.

This time, Gu Xi didn't miss anything, and waited soberly for half an hour.After the last second hand "clicked" and overlapped, Gu Xi saw a thick white mist gushing out from nowhere, covering the entire room almost instantly.

He tried to feel the power hidden in the white mist to change the surrounding environment, and tried to use it as a clue to trace the source to find the dominant power that belonged to Yan Chaosheng, and then traced the past in reverse.

——However, this kind of behavior proved to be useless in the end. Those white mist possessed an astonishing covering power, no matter whether Gu Qi used the brutal method or the trickle method, all of them were defeated.

In the process of this kind of competition, the illusion is probably finally completed.The white mist dissipated, and Gu Xi was able to see clearly where he was.

He was stunned.

The scene in front of me is definitely not unfamiliar, it can even be said to be overly familiar - because this is Gu Xi's home, before moving to the tube building in the C-level security zone, Gu Xi has been living here, even with his eyes closed You won't bump into furniture in the house or lose your way.

This is an illusion built entirely by him. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with feasting. It is in stark contrast to the previous illusion worlds.

Gu Qi faintly felt that there was some incongruity in this, but because there were so few clues that he could get, he couldn't see anything at all, so he didn't take it too seriously.

...It's just that, a little later, Gu Xi finally realized that something was wrong.

He couldn't get in touch with Yan Le.

No, just using an adjective like "can't get in touch" seems a bit too light.

What was wrong at the beginning was that when dialing the number I knew so well, after a burst of "beeps", the person who answered the phone was a complete stranger.

Up to this point, there is nothing wrong with it. Gu Xi just thought it was because in this fantasy world, Yan Le used a mobile phone number other than the real one—it’s nothing, considering it’s a fantasy, so Variations seem normal and understandable.

But then, things started to go wrong.

The network account does not exist.

The veins of spiritual power cannot be found.

The roster of celestial masters has never been recorded on the surface.

Can't find it.

Can't find it anyway.

After Gu Qi went crazy and used all the methods he could, he had to admit this.

Thinking about it this way, before the start of the assessment of the illusion, the voice that oversees everything has repeatedly emphasized that one of the conditions for passing the illusion is to find the fragment of the ghost king, and the second condition is to obtain the approval of that fragment and bring it to the world. Back to the real world.

But Gu Xi's previous illusions went too smoothly. Every time, Yan Le came to his door on his own initiative, so much so that he forgot that there are actually two conditions for clearing the illusion, not just one. .

"...Gu Qi, are you alright?"

Jiang Buhuan carefully glanced at Gu Qi's expression.

That's right, he is the unlucky guy who just stepped into the gate of the Celestial Masters Association with his left foot first and was dragged by the other party to help look up a name.

What crime did I do!

Jiang Buhuan was on the verge of crying.

Gu Qi has a bad temper, at best he is rebellious, at worst he is arrogant.Whether it is the celestial masters who have been officially registered in the association, or the half-grown teenagers who are still studying in the celestial master's school, they all know this well.

However, Jiang Buhuan had to say that compared with the current Gu Xi, the old Gu Xi looked more pleasant.

He felt that what stood in front of him was not a "kind" of human beings like himself, but a volcano that could be erupted even though he tried his best; The giant wave is an evil monster that would frighten one's heart and lose all sanity at just one glance.

"Repeat what you said just now."

The other party's voice was as cold as ice slag.

Jiang Buhuan kept complaining in his heart, not knowing how he had caught the attention of this evil god, so that he had to be blocked by the other party to ask some strange questions.

However, the desire to survive is obviously one step faster than the brain. When Jiang Buhuan almost subconsciously repeated what he had just said just according to the request of Xi Xi, he realized this, and found that his voice was hoarse and deep. scary.

"Whether it is registered in the association or on the Yan family tree, there is no one named [Yan Le] or [Yan Chaosheng] in this generation."

Jiang Buhuan said so, and quickly glanced at Gu Qi's face, and then the villain in his heart began to collapse and scream crazily, beating the ground and crying.

Help!Why did Gu Qi look even more terrifying!Wouldn't he really die here today!

Jiang Buhuan's face was sad, and he had already started to choose a graveyard and a funeral march for himself in his heart.

However, his mouth seemed to have a mind of his own, looking at Gu Qi who had a terrifying aura in front of him, he gave him the last layer of critical strike.

"Gu Xi, although I don't know what happened, but for the sake of my classmates back then, please listen to my advice."

He looked at Gu Qi with pity and sympathy in his eyes.

"—In this world, there has never been such a person as you said."

Considering that they often deal with gods and ghosts, Jiang Buhuan pondered for a moment, trying to hint at Gu Qi.

"Are you under too much pressure, so you imagined someone?" Looking at the meager friendship between classmates in the past, Jiang Buhuan kindly suggested, "Why don't you relax yourself."

He saw Gu Xi close his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the emotions in his eyes were suppressed, and there was only a turbulent, deep darkness.

"I see." Jiang Buhuan saw that he raised his hand and pressed his temple, as if he was using this action to express his inner emotions, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Ah, oh, you're welcome..."

Unexpectedly, one day he would be able to get thanks from Gu Xi, Jiang Buhuan suddenly felt a little flattered, and even subconsciously wanted to look outside the window to see if it was raining red outside.

Gu Xi could see what this guy was thinking: "..."

Sometimes Jiang Buhuan really deserves a beating.

"Hey——" Jiang Buhuan speculated about Gu Xi's current mood. In fact, he really didn't want to go up and complain about this. , "Well, there is a mission..."

In fact, he was already prepared to be rejected by Gu Qi, but today might really be some kind of lucky day.Because Jiang Buhuan saw Gu Qi lowering his eyes, as if he was thinking about something casually, and then nodded in response.

"What mission?"

"Fuck." Jiang Buhuan couldn't help but swear, when he looked at Gu Xi, his eyes widened, "Are you really Gu Xi?"

He has even started to reach into his arms, trying to get out his compass and amulets, full of doubts whether Gu Xi was put on his upper body by something unclean.

Although this conjecture itself is quite absurd, it is obvious that Gu Xi, who is still so "friendly", is even more weird!

Of course Gu Xi noticed Jiang Buhuan's little tricks, but he didn't care.Being so active is naturally not because Gu Qi suddenly had the realization that "with great power comes great responsibility", but... If the assessment of the entire illusion is viewed as a game, Jiang Buhuan's current identity is appropriate. The "NPC", the mentioned task is "special event".

The illusion this time is different from the previous ones, and Gu Xi has already realized this.So naturally he would not let go of any clues, even the smallest ones.

"Tell me about that mission." Gu Xi said.

Jiang Buhuan was in a trance, and gave Gu Xi a brief background.

The incident happened in a small village deep in the mountains.It is said to be small, but in fact there are dozens or hundreds of families living there. The whole village comes from the same surname, and counting up to three or five generations, there are always some close or distant relatives.

It was only decades ago that unprovoked terror shrouded this village inexplicably.The villagers began to die strangely one after another, until one day, a magician who knew a little bit of superficiality and was not considered a "celestial master" passed by here, and found that the village had been raised with terrible ghosts. So it was reported to the association and requested to eradicate it.

Gu Xi curled up his fingers, and tapped lightly on the side table a few times: "So, our mission is to find that ghost and kill it?"

He couldn't see how this could have anything to do with Yan Le.

Jiang Buhuan was silent for a while, and then answered Gu Qi in a very soft voice.

"It was supposed to be like this," he said, "it's just that the mission has changed a little bit now."

"All the celestial masters who went there to investigate lost contact and never came back. The level of this task has now been set to the highest (RANK)."

Gu Qi asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Jiang Buhuan started coughing violently, and at the same time moved his feet away from Gu Qi.

"First of all, I want to declare that I am not targeting you. Secondly, this mission requirement has been set long ago. I am just an unlucky intermediary responsible for passing on the information. If you don't believe me, you can go to the mission official website to check—"

He reckoned that a sufficient safe distance had been maintained between the two before stopping.

"In order to be able to integrate into the village smoothly, you may have to..."

"...to have a yin kiss?"

Gu Xi was silent for a moment, then took out his gun.

"Jiang Buhuan." He said sincerely, "I think you've lived long enough."

Come eat some guns.

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