Zheng Xiu looked at the bone chair.
It was a bit awkward to sit on it for the first time.
I'm used to sitting in the back, so that's it.
Now, in front of the game table, thick fog invades, and two creepy arms stretch out of the fog.
The arms are spread out, as if to say: Please sit down.
It's like saying: Sit down, master.
"Sit down."
Zheng Xiu's ability to accept any strange events is now different from what it used to be.
After sitting down, Zheng Xiu faced the pair of white arms across the table.
"Who are you?"
Zheng Xiu asked.
[You know, your questions cannot be answered here. 】
[If you live in a mystery from the beginning. 】
[No way to answer. 】
Zheng Xiu was stunned.
The arm in the mist suddenly raised its index finger.
It's like there is a face and a mouth between the two hands and in the fog. The index finger is just at the edge of the lips.
Shhh…
【Who are you? 】
【Where are you from? 】
【Where is this? 】
【Why do you exist? 】
[There are thousands of questions in the world, and the answers are already in your heart. 】
【In front of you, it's like there is a mirror. 】
[In the mirror, what you think is weird can be anyone you want to see. 】
The mist twisted and suddenly turned into a smooth mirror, a mirror like jet jade.
It's like a dark entrance, like a door to the abyss.
In the mirror, as Zheng Xiu's thoughts changed, familiar figures flashed across the mirror.
Zheng Erniang.
Celebrating the Thirteenth.
Ji Hongou.
squeak.
Bobo.
Pei Gaoya.
Zheng Haoran.
Zheng Shan.
Zheng evil.
Fengbei.
Wang Cangyun.
A figure flashed in the mirror.
Finally, it was fixed on Zheng Xiu’s own face.
Across the dark mirror, Zheng Xiu really felt like he was looking into a mirror. The "Zheng Xiu" in the mirror was equally astonished, equally confused, and equally unbelievable.
Kakaka.
In shock, [Purgatory] took action. Zheng Xiu turned pale and threw the chain blade towards the mirror.
The mirror actually gave Zheng Xiu an ominous feeling as he faced the constant darkness.
Wave!
The chain blade sank into the dark mirror, creating a circle of ripples, leaving only the chain outside the mirror.
[You find that you can't get the answer. 】
"You're going to play charades with me, right?"
Zheng Xiu quickly calmed himself down, and he suddenly remembered his [Prisoner] method.
The cage in front of him seems to allow him to master extraordinary magic, but in fact, the more intuitive meaning is that he is trapped here.
Trapped in the prison of the heart.
Since it is a prison, it means that there must be something outside the prison.
Zheng Xiu had already been vaguely aware of this. The magic arts came with restrictions and followed the rules. However, whether it was rules or restrictions, it had long been shown that aliens, magic skills, and magic were never without risks.
The two arms gradually retracted toward the mirror.
Kakaka.
The double blades of purgatory traveled through the mirror for unknown distances, reaching the limit of the chain but failing to reach the end. Zheng Xiu felt the pulling pain in his arms and had no choice but to retract the chain blades.
At this time, the other arm raised another index finger.
[Please turn to page 13674 of the rule book. 】
[Please see the fifth line from the bottom. 】
grass!
Zheng Xiu endured the feeling of nausea, looked at the big, swaying eyes on the purple cover, and turned to page 13,674.
There are countless languages in the "Table Rule Book".
There are both dog and cat languages.
What Zheng Xiu was initially indoctrinated into was only a very small part.
Turn to page 13674.
The fifth line from the bottom.
There was a word he recognized secretly hidden on it.
Can you still hide it like this?
Zheng Xiu looked attentively with a dull expression.
That is a sentence - "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such." 】
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth: "Buddha, Buddha, Buddhist scriptures?"
[Please turn to page 7456 of the rule book. 】
[Please see the fourth line from the bottom. 】
Zheng Xiu turned over the book.
He felt that at this moment, he was very much like Dou Xie who struggled to open books in order to seek the magic and magical skills.
Heaven is so good at reincarnation, who will be spared by Heaven!
Master Zheng swore that he would never bully Dou Xie again.
If he breaks his oath, he is willing to be beaten with a stick.
It was hard to find the corresponding place.
The fourth line from the bottom.
[One thought is born, one thought is destroyed, thousands of bubbles are born here. 】
Page twenty-one thousand and twenty.
The third to last row.
【Only where you go anchors the truth. 】
Page 325.
Penultimate line.
[The only way, the only way. 】
Page 9999.
the last line.
【Escape from the prison. 】
The most conspicuous four words squirmed like insects among a bunch of weird language.
Twisting and twisting, the words disappeared from the rule book, leaving only a dazzling blank space, as if those four words had never existed.
Zheng Xiu was stunned, watching the purple rule book gradually turn into black smoke and disappear.
In the blink of an eye, the purple rule book, the gray fog on the other side of the game table, and the hands all turned into phantoms and floated out of the cage.
Zheng Xiu watched that hand and everything on the game table disappeared.
It's not that he's indifferent, it's that he can't help it.
Outside the prison of his heart is a world he doesn't understand.
"Are you leaving now?"
"Dog kp!"
"Did you know the Riddler died horribly!"
"Get back!"
Zheng Xiu was angry, and the chain shot out from his palm, but was bounced back by a strange ripple on the rusty fence.
The purple rule book also disappeared.
Snap.
A white [Li Rule Book] fell from the escaping gray mist.
Those hands finally left something behind.
Although what happened in the prison of the mind was quite strange.
He seemed to be having a strange conversation.
But it seems not.
Zheng Xiu quickly calmed down.
"wave~wave~wave~"
He poked the four-headed mini Feng Bei's face, and his depressed mood eased a bit.
"I want to see what the rule book is."
Inside the purple rule book, there is a rule book hidden inside.
Great righteousness is hidden in evil, and great birds are hidden in the woods.
He inadvertently picked at the knot on his forehead.
Look at the blood-red dice on the table.
A noun blurted out: "Weird thing?"
Feng Bei is a stranger, and he is also a stranger.
There are many similarities between him and Feng Bei.
When Feng Bei seemed to be attacking with all his strength, the shadow of a hundred feet stood up behind him. The shadow was as thick as a ghost, and the shadow was like Feng Nantian. Zheng Xiu couldn't help but distinguish "it" from the pair that just appeared out of the gray mist. connected by the outstretched "riddle arms".
Yes, Zheng Xiu decided to call the pair of dogs that came and went in a hurry and hid in the gray fog "Riddle Arms".
One day he will enter the fog outside the prison of his heart, drag out the riddle arm and chop it into pieces.
Zheng Xiu poked and withdrew his finger. The small transmission door leading to [Inn Fengbei] opened and closed. Zheng Xiu repeatedly rubbed against the edge of [Inn Fengbei], as if he was jumping to death.
The question of "whether to enter Fengbei Station" kept popping up in front of my eyes.
But this feeling of teasing the mini Fengbei doll is quite interesting.
Zheng Xiu was playing and his mood returned to normal.
The riddle arm seemed to be conveying some kind of message to him.
Five four three two one, a total of five sentences.
[All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such. 】
[One thought is born, one thought is destroyed, thousands of bubbles are born here. 】
【Only where you go anchors the truth. 】
[The only way, the only way. 】
【Escape from the prison. 】
Zheng Xiu recalled the entire puzzle, peeling off the cocoons, and his thoughts finally stopped at the last sentence, "Escape from the cage."
"good."
Zheng Xiu was determined and had an idea.
These years of being a wealthy businessman were not for nothing. Zheng Xiu quickly accepted the status quo and made his next plan.
First open the rule book and take a look.
It didn't matter if he didn't turn it over, but once he turned it over, Zheng Xiu was immediately frightened.
There is a sword printed on the first page of the rule book.
A broken ancient sword.
Behind the ancient sword is the boundless sword tomb, which is full of desolate and murderous atmosphere like an ancient battlefield.
[The intersection of heaven and earth returns with the intention of a sword].
Zheng Xiu rubbed his fingers on the page, and "Heaven and Earth came together in one sword" was rubbed out of the page by Zheng Xiu's fingers, turning into a ball of golden flames.
"This name... is so domineering!"
Compared with ordinary traits, this golden trait is like an extremely rare SSR among a bunch of krypton gold cards. It is eye-catching and makes other green flames on the game table eclipse.
In the center of the flames, the shadow of a broken sword was vaguely visible, standing in the center of the flames.
Zheng Xiu prepared to insert the golden flame into Zheng E's incarnation, but failed and could not install it.
Lines of text emerged.
Ten lines in a row.
Zheng Xiu read the hidden rules and suddenly realized.
It turns out that this golden SSR cannot be equipped at will. It will occupy a separate space of the avatar. Once installed, it cannot be removed.
And the [origin] of the incarnation must be related to the "sword".
Zheng Xiu has always thought that the incarnation of [Birth] is like a background board, with no other purpose except to look good.
But the hidden rules made Zheng Xiu understand that every attribute and setting of the incarnation has a profound meaning and should not be underestimated.
Then, the third incarnation cannot be done casually - of course Zheng Xiu did not intend to do it casually from the beginning.
The seventh door can only be opened in the year of the monkey, the horse and the moon. Each incarnation is a precious vest for Zheng Xiu to walk in the world.
"etc."
The [origin] of the incarnation.
[Zheng Shan] was born as a painter, but he does not understand the art of painting at all.
[Zheng E] was born into a scholarly family, but his [knowledge] was horribly low.
If the [Origin] column has a deeper meaning, is it related to the magic of door path?
Holding the golden sword flame in his palm, Zheng Xiu suddenly had an extremely bold idea in his mind.
There are doors in the world, and great wonders are hidden in the city.
So,
When the avatar follows the rules and assumes a certain identity,
Can we also get a glimpse of other ways?
