"When gods fight, mortals suffer." Song Yu said while driving everyone to a remote place. He had observed Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen when they first met. Although he now has the basic function of checking the health bar and status after entering the battle, the team formation has not yet been restored. If Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen really let go and fight, he would have no immunity for his teammates at all.
After the dealings in the hall just now, everyone in the Zhang family was convinced of Song Yu, and even the old master did not disagree at this time. Everyone hurriedly evacuated, and when Song Yu looked back, the blood volume of the ghost and Buddha images had dropped to less than half. It was at this time that both phases erupted with strange sounds, and their movements became much more flexible and agile.
"It's about to go berserk!" Song Yu, who knew the rules of the game well, shouted directly, "Hurry up and pull back!"
After Song Yu finished speaking, he remembered that the two people might not understand what he said, and hurriedly took out the suona again. He hasn't exited the battle state yet, maybe the Suona buff is still effective?
When he blew, the two phases were indeed at a standstill, but the movements of Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen also paused. It can be said that the damage was so powerful that it could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
Xie Nanshi's face was already pale at this time. Although he tried his best to suppress it, his chest was rising and falling violently, as if he was coughing heavily. Du Anchen's eyes unconsciously fell on Jie Nanshi, and he asked hesitantly: "Are you okay?"
Jie Nanshi didn't dare to be distracted and didn't answer. He had many natural methods in his mind, but he couldn't use them five years ago. The golden arrow just now was the greatest means, but now he could only try to shoot three more arrows, directly hitting the center of the eyebrows and the heart.
The Buddha's form wailed, and the Ghost's form seemed to feel the same way. He raised his arms with a hurricane force and actually swept Du Anchen away. Du Anchen's back hit Zhang Mansion's rockery hard and he was unable to move for a moment.
Just when Du Anchen and Xie Nanshi were weak, the extremely arrogant ghost phase and Buddha phase fell heavily together, and the copper-cast gold body also quickly collapsed and weathered, turning into pieces of copper on the ground. Song Yu brushed off the broken pieces that hit his head in disgrace and bared his teeth: "Damn, you can't hit me if you don't get close. If you get close, you'll be hit. It hurts!"
Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen looked at Song Yu with surprise and uncertainty.
Song Yu also made a risky move just now. He saw that Jie Nanshi had no MP and Du Anchen was in a frozen state. The only one who could effectively attack him now was him who had no fighting ability.
But Song Yu has no fighting ability, but he does have props, although it is only a zero-level dagger. The reason why I didn't take it out before was because the double-faced ghost statue was in good condition and it would probably miss if I tried to slap it on the front. Now this thing was beaten to a violent stage by Jie Nanshi and Du Anchen. Although its attack power increased greatly, the planners still reasonably added a defense-breaking status to it to maintain the balance of the character. Only then did Song Yu get killed.
Well, it should be said that the two-faced ghost statue dropped a lot of money, but without automatic pickup, Song Yu could only squat on the ground to find money from the broken pieces of the bronze statue. It's not good for your waist or eyes this late at night. Moreover, there is no level in Song Dynasty now. Picking up money is just a habit, and the lack of experience is the pain point.
It felt like the blame was wasted, and Song Yu was bleeding with heartache.
The old master and the Zhang Jiazhong NPCs had already hid far away. The first one to run in was Qiaoyi: "Master! My benefactor!...Miss An."
"Yeah." Song Yu responded lightly. He originally wanted to talk to Xie Nanshi about the talisman. He tore up the talisman paper, but Xie Nanshi didn't come immediately, which meant that the talisman paper was not used at all. You must know that he almost couldn't wait for Song Yu to come to save people, but looking at the other party's appearance, Song Yu couldn't bear to say harsh words, and always felt that the other party had tried his best.
Unexpectedly, Xie Nanshi raised his eyes while coughing weakly, and rarely took the initiative to explain: "There are some weird restrictions in this house. I didn't receive the talisman message. But Miss Qiaoyi told you your whereabouts, so I will come. ”
"That's it." Song Yu instead felt a little guilty about forcing this sick man, and the anger he had just aroused burst like a balloon.
He stepped forward and wanted to pull Du Anchen up. However, Du Anchen stood up neatly and avoided Song Yu's hand. He looked at his hand with subtle eyes, even a little disgusted.
Song Yu felt bored and took back his hand to touch his nose. He didn't notice that he was rolling and crawling when he was dodging, and now his hands were covered with dust. This touch turned his face into a tabby cat. It's particularly clear under the moonlight.
Du Anchen couldn't help laughing.
Song Yu was laughed at inexplicably. He coughed and changed the subject, telling what happened just now. As he was talking, the sound of people banging sutras, chanting Buddhas and crying came again from the front hall, which was no different from when Song Yu first came to Zhang Mansion. Song Yu knew that this was the NPC returning to his own settings: "Let's go back to the Peace Department. We won't disturb others' funerals."
Qiaoyi nodded in agreement. Xie Nanshi frowned slightly: "After such a big event happened, are they still in the mood to mourn?"
After these words were spoken, Song Yu was shocked. Song Yu knew the reason why those people went back to mourn, and Qiaoyi, as an NPC, didn't think there was anything wrong with this setting. What about Jie Nanshi? Why can he detect the abnormality here?
Seeing that her young master's expression was abnormal, Qiaoyi was still a little confused. She leaned over and whispered, "Young master, shall we go back?"
"Go back." Song Yu looked at Xie Nanshi. He always felt that he should have caught something, but he still had no clue.
Although the NPCs followed the settings and returned to their original positions, they were not so mentally retarded that they forgot everything that had just happened. Seeing with their own eyes the appearance of the statue that the master invited back, everyone was still frightened. When Song Yu and others left, everyone's eyes were looking at gods. Mrs. Zhang helped Xiaohua, who was confused when she ran for her life: "Sir Song, what should we do next...?"
"Let's have a normal funeral." There are no clues here, and it's too late. Song Yu has long wanted to go back to rest.
Mrs. Zhang hesitated, not even daring to glance in the direction of the main room: "Then, that thing..."
"We have captured the White Walkers, and the bronze statue is also broken. You just have to clean it up." Song Yu said, looking at Xie Nanshi. Xie Nanshi had no objection, and his indifferent expression still looked like a banished immortal who could not eat the fireworks of the world.
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After returning to the Safety Department, Du Anchen went back to his room to rest without even saying hello.
Song Yu yawned and went back to his room as if he was rubbing oil on his feet, but was grabbed by Xie Nanshi's arm. "Let's talk."
"It's not so late. If you don't know...oh my god..." Before Song Yu could finish his words, he was already pulled into the study by Xie Nanshi.
Under the candlelight, Song Yu held his chin with one hand and tried to support his eyelids with the other, listening to Xie Nanshi's concise account of what happened in the incense and candle shop.
After Xie Nanshi finished speaking, he closed his mouth and looked at Song Yu quietly. Song Yu looked helpless when he was looked at, and even felt a little bit more guilty inexplicably: "Don't look at me like that, such a strange double-faced ghost, if I have experienced it during the week, I will never forget it."
Xie Nanshi automatically ignored the part of Song Yu's words that he didn't understand: "So, either you didn't touch the truth about Qinghe Town five years ago, or the world has changed."
Song Yu couldn't answer this question. He originally planned to find out the truth, but when he found out that the world was different, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.
At midnight, the bright moon shines brightly. Song Yu returned to his room and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, without a clue for a long time. He always reminded himself that "Meeting the Gods" was just a game, but after so long, he did feel deeply anxious about what was happening to his body in real life.
If he had known this, would he have plunged into the game's closed beta just to be the first person in the world to experience a holographic game?
Song Yu didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he woke up, he felt as if he had never slept at all. His eyelids were heavier than Mount Tai, and he was so hungry that he wanted to eat a cow alive.
He couldn't even sleep comfortably... Song Yu sighed, feeling like he was being tortured during this game trip.
"Master." Xu heard the voice inside the house. Qiaoyi called out from outside and then opened the door and walked in with a basin in hand. Behind her was a serious-faced Jie Nanshi.
Song Yu pulled the quilt with a confused look on his face: "What are you..."
"Young Master must be hungry, right? I will help you wash up first." Qiaoyi put the basin on the shelf with a smile, soaked the sweat towel and then walked to Song Yu to help him get up.
This is not the first time that Song Yu has been taken care of by her. The day after restarting the second program, Qiaoyi took care of his daily life on time. He had refused. At that time, Qiaoyi asked her with tears in her eyes if she had done something wrong, and blocked all her subsequent words.
But it's one thing to be waited on to get out of bed, and it's another thing to be waited on to get out of bed while others watch. Song Yu quickly snatched the sweat towel into his own hands. After tidying it up, he turned around and looked for Jie Nanshi.
Song Yu poured himself a full cup of herbal tea when he entered. Then he looked at Jie Nanshi with a hesitant look on his face: "I thought about it all night, and I think the possibility is more towards the former."
Seeing that Nan Shi looked confused, Song Yu continued: "I was thinking about leveling up and brushing up my skills at that time. And generally speaking, the tasks in the Novice Village emphasize the sense of substitution and shouldn't be so complicated. So..."
Song Yu paused and looked at Jie Nanshi with bright eyes: "Thigh! Did you find anything here?"
This man had some inexplicable names, and Jie Nanshi glanced at Song Yu with a confused look.
He had just finished his morning homework and was wearing only a thin white coat. He was wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel, but he still looked like a young man. His voice was still smooth, but the content was not very pleasant: "Even if I share it with you, what role can you play?"
