The idol is holding its breath. It noticed that the force stepping on its body was getting stronger, and it could feel that Mi Qinghui would really kill it. Therefore, it did not dare to play any tricks and said bluntly: "There are thousands of rules, which are born from the dimensional avenue. As for how the rules are born, it should be what conditions need to be triggered."
"Before I was imprisoned here as an anchor, I had the honor to see the new life of a rule."
I'm afraid Mi Qing won't believe it, but it's very detailed.
"It was a newspaper, a damning newspaper. At first, it was just an ordinary daily newspaper, with hundreds of murders published in total."
"The deceased person in the murder case became a filth from the ghost who killed innocent people indiscriminately for revenge. After that, the newspaper turned into a cursed newspaper."
Curse the newspaper?
What a coincidence.
According to the rules, isn't there a cursed newspaper?
Mi Qing took out the card and looked at it. Two or three hours have passed since entering the city, and there have been no new rules updates. Damn the newspapers, there are still only two rules.
Moreover, it also appears when dragons suck water.
As a result, Mi Qing was puzzled.
Is it really safe to drink water from a dragon? Now it seems that this danger is not necessarily lower than the mirage outside or the void spirit in the Yamani Sea.
"We deduce that the triggering condition for the generation rules of cursed newspapers is that the victims of those hundreds of murder cases wantonly seek revenge and kill innocent people indiscriminately, which is why they become cursed newspapers."
The idol continued to say, increasing the stakes for his own survival.
"Now that nearly fifty years have passed, I guess that if no one can conquer the cursed newspaper, it should have advanced."
Mi Qing was noncommittal, but mentioned another question.
"You said you were born in the Land of Two Sources because of your faith. So what kind of existence were you before?"
"Uh-" The statue choked and was speechless.
The spiritual device it created just now was a spirit born out of faith in the land of two sources, but now it has overturned unexpectedly in order to survive.
The car overturned so quickly that it could not find a way to repair it for a while.
Mi Qing put the spear on the ground, just grazing the neck of the statue. If it tilts its head even slightly, it is likely to be cut by the sharp force of the spear.
The statue was on the verge of weeping, regretting its own foolishness.
But no matter how regretful it is, it still has to survive. But because of the overturned words just now, it spoke more cautiously now.
"I... I was a member of the bird spirit clan during my lifetime. After my death... my body was sealed and my soul was used as an anchor..."
Mi Qing extracted the important information from its words, "The anchor point is that the body is sealed after death, so the soul can be used as the anchor point?"
The statue was silent for a moment and said as calmly as possible: "Yes. Only the soul can become an anchor."
Mi Qing was silent.
So, she is dead?
Does the original body really exist?
Is the plot in my memory also real?
Things were getting more and more complicated. Mi Qing continued to ask calmly: "Why is it a soul?" She had a vague guess in her mind that still needed to be verified.
Idol: "...Because they are at the same latitude."
really.
"You were a one-dimensional bird spirit during your lifetime," Mi Qing's words were not a question, but an affirmation.
The statue's voice was low, "I am a one-dimensional bird spirit."
The one-dimensional bird spirit became the anchor point of the one-dimensional dimension.
So, in what dimensions should Mi Qing herself be the anchor?
After a long silence, the statue did not hear Mi Qing's voice, but the strength on its back did not diminish. It could only rack its brains to provide more useful information, "The dark lines between your eyebrows are complex and complicated, definitely more than seven dimensions. If you want To know how many dimensions you are the anchor of, you can ask the spirits of higher dimensions."
As for it, let it go immediately.
It is just a small one-dimensional spirit, which is of no use.
As if he heard the hidden meaning in the god's words, Mi Qing retracted his foot, but did not remove the spear, "Believe me, you are more useful than you think."
Idol: "..." Thank you so much.
Mi Qing gave Cao Tengzhong a look, and Cao Tengzhong lifted the statue and placed it in a corner to avoid looking directly at Mi Qing's face.
As for Mi Qing, I still have something to ask.
"Things born out of rules have their own consciousness?"
Just like a building, apart from the owner, it also has its own consciousness. It's just that its consciousness can only barely express its emotions, but it can't do practical things.
The idol carefully touched the cracked side of his face and said aggrievedly: "Yes. The rules of the Land of Two Origins are quiet. It's like a cursed newspaper, it likes killing."
"Rules will prompt the ontology to find its owner, and preference is one of the conditions for them to find their owner."
"More than that, I don't know."
The idol glanced at Mi Qing carefully, trying not to look at the dark lines between her eyebrows.
After receiving this information that was unknown to be true or false, Mi Qing did not show any obvious emotions.
Now she understands something. It was the mysterious woman on the third floor who brought her here. The woman asked her to establish contact with these two places of origin, probably because she wanted them to recognize their master.
But is she quiet?
Is she a quiet beauty?
Mi Qing thought for a moment and felt that she was a quiet beauty in terms of words. But in terms of action, benevolence is in the eye of the beholder and wisdom is in the eye of the beholder.
After figuring this out, her enthusiasm waned.
With a wave of his hand, the grass and vines began to hit the closed door on the first floor.
"Bang——"
There were loud noises one after another, and dust scattered, but the wooden door, like the wooden door on the third floor, remained motionless.
The statue huddled in the corner, trembling from such a big movement. The faith it gained was only enough for it to pretend to be a tiger, but not enough to do anything else.
Seeing that the grass and vines are so irritable, it even lowers its sense of existence.
But Mi Qing didn't let it go as he wished.
“If you don’t recognize the Lord, you can’t leave here?”
The statue shook his head, "I...I don't know about this."
For the rest of its life, it has only seen two rules. Where can it know more detailed information?
Mi Qing's answer was not disappointing either.
After flipping through it, the file appeared.
I don't know if it's because she absorbed a lot of red gold blood today, but the appearance of the file has changed significantly. The cover, which was previously only black and red, now has red gold, occupying one-third of the page. The hollow tree of rebirth and mysterious characters are wrapped around the cover, giving it a sense of mystery and luxury.
She had seen an archivist's files. She remembered that the other party's file was simple and simple, not very flashy. She was not sure why the file cover had changed, but she was certain that the more gorgeous and complex her file was, the more void spirits it contained.
After her thoughts wandered for a moment, Mi Qing returned to the problem at hand again.
Shake the gallbladder out, and the latter becomes lazy, as if half asleep.
Mi Qing got straight to the point, "What are the rules of Yidulou?"
He has a simple temperament and answers all questions, "Exchange of equal value."
The answer is the same as the rule on the card.
So, what kind of existence is the card? It reveals the rules of things that have rules to the ability users in the form of words.
Is this good or bad?
"How about choosing the master of a building?" Mi Qing asked again.
(End of chapter)
