"Miss, miss?"
"It's okay, it's okay -" Rong Tong raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "The lights went out just now, I'm lighting them."
She did not practice fire-based skills, so she could only try to sense the surrounding fire elements. However, micro-control was a flaw, and the huge fireball that suddenly exploded almost overturned the roof. Naturally, there are no igniting objects such as fire sickles here, or the group of gods from the Presbyterian Church simply think that light is dispensable, and lighting a candle for you is just to enhance the atmosphere.
And now she had to rummage through the Qiankun bag. However, although the night pearls were inlaid in every corner of Tianbao Pavilion, neither she nor the original owner wanted to take a few more with her... Rong Tong had already I could clearly feel the thin sweat on my back soaking the fabric of my clothes. Even if there was no wind in the room on a cold night, it would be as cold as maggots attached to my bones. She gritted her teeth tightly to stop her trembling teeth.
When she was very young, she was extremely afraid of the dark. Before she was nine years old, she never dared to turn off the light when she went to bed at night. Later, as she got older, she began to adapt to the darkness under regular treatment by a psychiatrist, and after graduating from elementary school, she was basically no different from ordinary people. But this kind of... let's call it "night phobia" is still hidden in the deepest part of her heart. It will break out under certain conditions - such as the advance rendering of terror consciousness, isolation, unknown future, imaginary or The great malice that really exists somewhere... and then meets the right closed, dark environment.
The most serious incident occurred during her freshman year of high school. The day before the summer vacation, only a few classmates came to the evening self-study. No one was interested in studying. I was bored and watched ghost movies on the big computer screen behind the blackboard in the classroom. In fact, the final ending of domestic ghost movies must be without ghosts. She was so uninterested that she fell asleep on the desk during the second half.
As a result, when she woke up, her eyes were completely dark, the lights in the entire teaching building were turned off, and there was no one left in the classroom. She actually overslept. She walked to the door of the classroom in the dark, only to find that both the front and back doors were locked from the outside. She shivered, like a heart attack patient searching for a quick-acting heart-saving pill, and searched for her mobile phone in her schoolbag, only to find in despair that the phone had run out of power and was turned off.
Therefore, a dark, closed environment, an isolated and helpless situation, and unfortunately, the horror movie she watched before was about campus rumors...
She burst into hysterical screams that almost tore her vocal cords——
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Rong Tong clamped his neck tightly and viciously strangled the scream that was about to burst out of his throat. This process lasted for several seconds, and by the time she couldn't hold on anymore and let go, the red blood in her eyes was as dense as a spider web.
"Miss? Miss!!" Baoqin seemed to notice something unusual, and the emotion coming from her consciousness began to be a little anxious.
"I...I'm fine." Rong Tong immediately turned off the sharing of external sounds and only tried to communicate with her with stable consciousness. She habitually didn't want anyone to notice her predicament, because the current situation was that she was holding on to the desk next to her and coughing in agony.
It’s really too good to die! At this juncture, the disease actually happened again!
She desperately recalled the self-comfort therapy she learned from the psychiatrist - Rong Tong, you are already a mature person, you must learn to face the dark room by yourself! Isn't it just a little darker? No matter how dilapidated this house is, it is still within Kunlun. The fairy mountain is full of righteousness. Where can these lonely ghosts and monsters come from? Even if there is, you are already a cultivator of immortality now, Nascent Soul Stage?G! Maybe you are afraid of ghosts or the ghosts are afraid of you...
Okay, okay, I know it’s not actually ghosts you’re afraid of. Did you scare yourself with your random thoughts just now? Always feel like there's an invisible hand pushing you behind the scenes? I feel that I have been clearly arranged without knowing it... Okay, okay, it's actually not a random thought. If all the thoughts don't point to one fact, you definitely don't want to scare yourself like this - I know you hate being naked the most. By myself, I hate the fact that it is difficult to defend against hidden arrows.
Even since you were inexplicably sent to this world, and since you discovered that the world line coincides with the novel, you have been worried, right? That text message has always been a thorn in my heart. Even if the plot seems to be far away, even if a lot of history has deviated from the "established" direction... But even if there is only a vague shadow of the guillotine, Who can sleep peacefully without seeing the knife fail with his own eyes!
...Mom sells the batch, why do some people think that the theme of the novel character's counterattack would be a cool novel! From the time you were born to the moment you burped, your aunt forgot to bring her towel and her pants were stained with blood. When you were in junior high school, you watched Guo Xiaosi burst into tears until dawn. You listened to music on a deserted road and walked away like a stranger, I have a crush on my classmate Zhang Ergou and wrote a "seven-character quatrain" confession letter with pink bubbles that can't even be matched with rhymes. I quietly stuffed it into someone's drawer and didn't dare to sign it... Your every frown, every smile, every move is the reader's "haha" Haha" and "woo woo", your achievements are not your efforts but the author's arrangement, and your tragedy is inevitable because the plot requires ups and downs. I have been living on the stage my whole life, being illuminated by the spotlight at 365 degrees with no blind spots. When I know the truth, the biggest possibility is not to doubt the world, doubt myself, and shut myself down on the spot?
It would be even worse if you wear a book, right? ! A three-dimensional character suddenly transforms into a two-dimensional character. It's so fucking worse than waking up to find that he has suddenly transformed from a mixed-blood aristocrat of the Thirteen Habsburg Kingdoms into a village in Syria, covered in black robes. I'm afraid of being rich, okay? Liu Cixin has given a very professional definition to this phenomenon - "dimensionality reduction strike", old man! !
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"Don't think wildly, don't think wildly--" Rong Tong rubbed his forehead vigorously, almost giving him a temple massage to scrape his eye sockets. This psychological suggestion is really not a failure. It was just creepy before and now it is almost stepping into the abyss of nihilism in life!
She staggered up and ran around the screen to the door with almost the speed of escaping from a tiger's mouth. There was a restriction there, but if she hit with all her strength, she might not be able to escape. The spiritual power had begun to circulate crazily in her body, but at the last moment she trembled and forcibly terminated the completion of the spell - she could not leave, this dispensable restriction was not used to trap her - the Elders Council was paying attention to the greed of spiritual veins While investigating the matter of corruption, he was also observing her - now that she had expressed her intention to hand over all power to the Presbyterian Church, her mission as a whistleblower had been completed. The only thing she did next was to obey.
Be obedient, and don’t go if I ask you to stay here obediently. You have to stay here obediently. If she breaks out at this juncture, no matter what the reason is, she, Rong Tong, will inevitably add more uncertainty in the eyes of a group of power-hungry superiors.
For the same reason, she couldn't call Baoqin to accompany her. What is the difference between leaving without permission and coming to meet others without permission? !
We've come this far, we can't let it slip away because of her stupidity! !
If you deviate from the plan a little more, the panic about the future will only be greater, and you must be cruel to yourself now. She slowly stepped back. In fact, she could see the general appearance of the room. Her consciousness wandered around, and the inside of the mourning platform was naturally clear. However, this kind of "seeing" was completely different from the feeling of seeing with her eyes. To describe it, it was more like He was wearing a thermal imaging camera, and the imaging and lighting were completely different styles. The weird feeling would even have the opposite effect in terms of psychological implications. Rong Tong didn't dare to use it at all, so he could only sit back at the desk in a cold sweat, curling up with his hands and knees in the most passive defensive posture.
"Bao Qin, let's continue..." She could only divert her attention by communicating with others, "I... I told you before to closely observe the sword cultivator named Zhong Ziqi. Have you noticed anything wrong with him? "
Although Baoqin vaguely felt that there was something wrong with her young lady, she was more accustomed to accepting orders than caring about others, so she only answered solemnly:
"As far as I'm concerned, he's doing fine."
"Didn't he encounter any adventures? Or come into contact with any unusual people?"
"No, the disciple of Jianfeng has always been the busiest with his homework. He spends almost every day on cultivation. The few gaps he has are basically used to gather people to discuss practical matters and criticize the Presbyterian Church for its inaction in Haixi."
It sounds very consistent with the character of a progressive young man in the cultivation world, but...
Rong Tong struggled to clarify her thoughts. The reason why she wanted to hold Qin and pay attention to Zhong Ziqi from the beginning was naturally because of the original plot of "The Evil Disciple". In the early stages of the plot, Zhong Ziqi is the only breakthrough if you want to find out the whereabouts of the villain boss.
Of course, in a novel where everyone in the world falls in love together, you can't expect that there are complicated puzzles and conspiracies behind this very pure and idealistic progressive young man. In fact, he is The official partner of the Big Boss, these two together form the classic CP of the decent young hero and the big devil. Unfortunately, they were not as popular as Feng Yuji and Yandere No. 2 Boss in the later period, and their sense of existence became increasingly thin. In the end, the author did not even explain their endings clearly in the finale of the online version. It is said that he will wait until he has a new ambition. An extra story. But obviously Rong Tong is the unlucky guy who wore it before he could wait for the physical book.
Their encounter in the prequel is also very routine. One day, a progressive young man picked up a jade pendant while practicing hard in the mountains and found that a residual soul was imprisoned in it. The remnant soul disguised itself as a righteous and powerful man who was unlucky enough to be defeated by the soldiers, and deceived the kind-hearted young man into placing the jade pendant on his heart, closest to the source of spiritual power, and nourishing it day by day. The young man is a pure yang body that is rare to see in a thousand years. The remnant soul's influence Tinkering goes a long way. Remnant Soul usually kept up with him, but gradually they seemed to have become intimate and talked about everything. Zhong Ziqi developed a vague affection for Yu Perry's "master", but the big boss just wanted to drain his spiritual power to restore his integrity after being killed by Emperor Xuan's sword.
In this situation of unrequited love, it naturally depends on the relationship between the attacker and the recipient. If the attacker is attracted first, it will inevitably develop into companionship, which is the longest confession of love; if the receiver is attracted first... then there will probably be a big pig's hooves chasing after the wife's crematorium, etc. Enjoyable plot.
Zhong Ziqi is obviously Shou, and Shou is tempted first, and Gong's indifference must not last more than a third of the entire text. In short, the following plot can be summarized as follows: the big boss saw his true colors exposed, Zhong Ziqi was heartbroken when he learned the truth, and cut off his righteousness. The big boss burst out of his heart at the last moment of taking human life, and finally stopped. Leaving, by chance, he returned to his original place. The longer he stayed on the lonely high seat, the lonelier he became. The lonelier he got, the more he missed his old friend's voice and smile. After a long period of indolence, he began the delicious road of turning back. When we get to the big boss later, he must be causing trouble and at the same time trying every means to tease Zhong Ziqi, who is already hard-hearted... Routines are all routines.
So back to the subject, the plot has not officially started when Zhong Ziqi picked up the jade pendant, and now that he is full of energy and criticizes this and that every day, he does not look like he has been hurt and has a story... According to the timeline of the original work, leaving The time for Kunlun to select disciples is not far away, why hasn't their relationship started yet?
Maybe the relationship between the two is over? Is it just that Zhong Ziqi is too good at pretending?
Perhaps they were also drawn away from their love by the gradually deviating plot line? So is Zhong Ziqi's line completely scrapped?
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So can she still find out the whereabouts of the Big Boss in advance? If she can't find it, will the up or down plot line suddenly flap its wings and give her a fatal blow at a critical moment? Why is this happening again? If these people don't follow the plot anymore, wouldn't her only golden finger of prediction become invalid...
Rong Tong once again fell into an endless cycle of panic. She finally understood that in this situation dominated by fear, any thinking would lead to boundless pessimism——
"Miss, isn't the most important thing now to find out who instigated Li Chaoxian to enter the Questioning Heart Barrier?" Baoqin is always a person who pays attention to the present, and she is obviously aware of the crux of this absurdity.
"I know...but I don't have a clue. I can only start with the worst possibility..." Considering the pertinence of the plot, could it be that the big boss reached out to Kunlun and her in advance?
"...Then...then the rest...I can't think about it now, I..."
In the end, Rong Tong couldn't even stabilize her consciousness. She clung to her rational position but ran out of ammunition and food. She was already on the verge of collapse. She found that part of her physiological structure began to collapse, and large water stains appeared on her sleeves. She was already in tears. Flow all over face.
The psychological pressure began to be fully suppressed, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Baoqin, can you..."
At this time, there was a gentle tapping on the window, and the familiar warm voice was only a wall away from her.
"Fellow Daoist Rong, are you in there?"
