"You can reset the number of uses of the Black Leather Manual, but changing the cheating mechanism is a new round of wishes, and your current conditions cannot be met."
Wishing Lake only agreed to reset the number of uses of the black leather manual, but did not agree to cancel the cheating mechanism.
Because Zhang Fan only has three chances to make a wish.
He has exceeded the limit.
"That's okay. Just reset it for me."
After Zhang Fan said this, he threw the black leather manual into the Wishing Lake.
After a while of ups and downs, the black leather manual sank in.
Just as I was sinking in, the second page of the black leather manual opened slightly.
A line of slightly skewed small words appeared on it.
[Maybe I should get rid of him. 】
Zhang Fan noticed the corner of the second page of the black leather manual, but did not say anything more. Instead, he smiled and asked: "Wishing Lake, there should be a bird locked in this black leather manual. Is it a ghost? To be precise, it’s a terrifying parasitic spirit.”
"It needs to keep asking me to open the pages behind it before it can revive." Zhang Fan expressed his guess.
Since Wishing Lake has been summoned today, if you have any questions, just ask them openly.
As long as it doesn't involve Wishing Lake, it can always respond quickly.
Sure enough, the moment Zhang Fan asked this sentence, new font information immediately appeared in Wishing Lake.
"yes."
"The black leather manual has fifty pages in total. Until you turn to the last page, the host spirit imprisoned in it will experience a terrifying resurrection, completely invading reality."
"I see, but it fell into my hands, and it will never be able to recover."
After reading the information about Wishing Lake, Zhang Fan suddenly chuckled and spoke.
He has made up his mind that as soon as the black leather manual is used for the tenth time, he will immediately ask Wishing Lake to reset it and start over.
Then it will never be able to recover.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's get started." Zhang Fan shook his head, no longer delaying, stopped talking to the Wishing Lake, and strode into the black lake.
Solve all these messy things about your body today.
Without the worry of the passing of humanity, he no longer has any worries.
At worst, the power of the host spirit will not be used in the future.
Save yourself from risking your life.
Besides, as long as you participate in the maze scenes in the future and stay calm, you should be able to survive unscathed.
Next time he gets the chance to make a wish, Zhang Fan plans to remove the curse of the Wishing Lake.
In this way, he could be intimate with Jiang Xiaohua and the others calmly, and he would not have to worry about encountering the curse of Wishing Lake.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan walked into the lake.
...
Three hours later, shortly before 12 noon, Zhang Fan found a clean and neat white casual suit from the system backpack and dressed neatly.
Now the issue of the loss of his humanity has been fully resolved.
And he truly came back to life.
Seeing the colorful colors blooming in front of his eyes again, as well as the recovery of hearing, smell, and taste, Zhang Fan put his hanging heart into his stomach.
Zhang Fan put the reset black leather manual back into his system backpack and walked outside.
Now is the time to leave and go back to see Jiang Xiaohua and the others.
After solving his own problem, Zhang Fan felt very good for a moment.
At this time, he was confident that if he took the second exam, he could pass it straight away and would definitely not fail.
After walking out of the suburbs and coming to the side of the road, Zhang Fan waited left and right, hoping for a ride back, but after waiting for a long time, no vehicle passed by.
That's right, this suburb is originally a place where birds don't poop, and normal people rarely come here.
Unfortunately, the evil dog Xiaoba in his ghost frame was forcibly assimilated into a parasitic spirit because of his hollow personality. Now he is seriously injured and on the verge of death, and it will take half a month to recover.
In addition, there are no other ghosts with the ability to teleport on him, so Zhang Fan can't teleport back directly even if he wants to.
Because Zhang Fan's evil thoughts disappeared, the power of the dream demon carved deep in his soul also disappeared.
In other words, he has now lost even the power of the Dream Demon.
This time, it can be described as a mixed blessing.
The joy is that he is resurrected and suppresses the loss of humanity.
What worries me is the disappearance of the dream demon's power.
He could no longer fight ghosts as he pleased.
But this is not bad. Without this kind of power, I can be down-to-earth and live a down-to-earth life, without having to think about things all day long.
Just like the old saying goes, with absolute power, God is first and I am second.
It’s true that I can’t tell how much I weigh.
It took about another ten minutes to wait.
On the road in the distance, a blue Shifeng tricycle suddenly drove up.
The tricycle came to a slow stop in front of Zhang Fan, and the window rolled down, revealing an old man with a shaved head.
"Little brother, do you want a ride?" the bald old man asked with a smile, but when he looked at Zhang Fan intently, he seemed to think he looked familiar. Before he could think about it carefully, the next second, Zhang Fan was minding his own business. The passenger door opened, he sat in, and said with a smile: "Of course."
Bald old man: "???"
Damn it, I just asked casually, why did you really get in?
Wait, why does this kid look more and more familiar?
Wocao, I think about it, isn't this the guy who hitched a ride last time?
Last time, I was being mean and asked a boy waiting for the bus on the road. As a result, before I could finish my words, the boy sat on the bus.
This second uncle of his is really evil, and he meets the same person again.
"Don't talk, I understand. You gave me a ride last time, and you give me a ride again this time. Isn't this fate?" Zhang Fan said with a chuckle, touched his phone from his pocket, and found that it was not there. Thinking back, he had already given his cell phone to Gao Daqiang before.
He originally wanted to give the bald old man some money, but now it seems that God's will is such that he can't give it to him even if he wants to.
So, with the bald old man's depressed expression on his face, the two of them drifted away, heading towards the center of Dadong City.
An hour later, Zhang Fan finally arrived outside the Maoshan Incense Shop.
The time at this moment is 13:22 pm.
Oddly enough, there was a line of people outside the Maoshan Incense Candle Shop.
Zhang Fan stepped forward and observed, only to realize that these people came to see Jiang Xiaohua.
They all came from various counties in Dadong City, and some even came here specially.
The reason why they came here was because they played the Bixian psychic game.
Zhang Fan did a rough count and found that there were almost 13 people here who played the Bixian psychic game.
Regarding this, Zhang Fan thought to himself, "Good guy," and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Sure enough, you can make a fortune just by playing the Bixian psychic game.
This is not true at all.
