As the saying goes, a person who travels a hundred miles can only reach 90%. The closer you are to success, the more cautious you must be and not fall at the finish line.
There is no mention of the rules of the artificial lake in the employee handbook. The white lion is the object of help for the employees in the handbook. It has a very high status, and the camphor tree that seals the magic eye cannot be underestimated.
It can be said that this last step is more difficult than the many levels along the way.
Therefore, Zhang Yuanqing proposed to communicate with the Demon Eye first and listen to the master's advice.
However, it is almost impossible to circumvent the White Lion's contact with the Magic Eye without communication equipment. Sending a spiritual servant or Star Escape will disturb the White Lion.
So when he heard that the Palace Master of the Killing Stop had a way to bypass the white lion and contact the Demon Lord, Zhang Yuanqing happily held the Palace Master's sister's little hand, "What method?"
Taking her along is indeed a wise move.
The Master of the Killing Palace said softly:
"Have you ever heard of telepathy? Instead of using traditional senses such as vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, we use the "sixth sense" to transmit information about thinking and feeling."
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up: "Is there any way for me to achieve telepathy with the magic eye?"
"It's very simple," the Master of the Killing Palace said with a playful smile, took out a pair of red silk gloves from the inventory and put them on, saying:
"Only two parties with a very tacit understanding and long-term training can achieve telepathy, but this is not absolute. Sometimes, two people who truly love each other can resonate emotionally and produce telepathy."
When Zhang Yuanqing heard this, he suddenly had a bad premonition and hurriedly interrupted:
"What do you want to do?"
"Of course it's to tie the knot between you and the Demon Eye," the beautiful eyes under the silver mask blinked, with a bit of teasing and mischief, "Do you want me, or the Infernal Princess, and the Demon Eye to fall in love with each other?"
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I firmly resist the beauty culture! Zhang Yuanqing’s mouth twitched a few times, he looked at the palace master, then at the princess, and finally at Blood Rose, and said in deep thought:
"Is she okay?"
The Master of the Killing Palace said angrily:
"What do you think, she is like a piece of wood. If holding her helps, wouldn't it be better for me to just hold a stone? Of course, you can also take over her body, but what's the difference between this and holding her body directly? Oh, oh,
I understand, changing into women's clothing and holding the red thread with the magic eye will make you better suited, right?"
"Stop talking about it, let's stick to the original body." Zhang Yuanqing covered his face and waved his hands resignedly.
This woman clearly said she loved him and was leading the way between him and other men, but her eyes were shining with excitement.
"Okay!" The smile on the lips of the Palace Master of Killing Suppression spread, and he grabbed two paper figures with spells painted on them from the inventory. The paper figures were a man and a woman. The cuts were simple and unpretentious, just like the signs of the men's and women's toilets.
"I want a man." Zhang Yuanqing said quickly.
The eyes of the Master of the Killing Palace were filled with illusory light, and he looked towards the direction of the artificial lake, as if he was examining something.
After a few seconds, she raised her red-gloved right hand and gently twisted it into the air, as if she was twisting an invisible thread. She pulled the thread over and circled the female paper figure several times.
Then, he extended his left hand to Zhang Yuanqing as usual, twisted the thread, and circled the male several times.
After doing all this, the Master of the Killing Palace gently folded the two pieces of paper together.
The two paper figures seem to be firmly stuck together with glue and cannot be separated.
"Close your eyes and concentrate on sensing. You can sense the soul of the Demon Eye in the sea of consciousness." After the Master of Killing Palace finished speaking, he asked curiously: "How do you feel about the Demon Eye now?"
Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a long time and said: "If I don't rescue the Demon Eye, my life will be meaningless."
Princess Yinyao raised her trumpet: "Hey~"
She couldn't make any expressions, otherwise her face would be filled with disgust.
As long as it can save me from the evil eye, it doesn't matter if I hold a red thread or we get married. Zhang Yuanqing quickly adjusted his mentality, closed his eyes and entered meditation.
My thoughts gradually calmed down and my mood relaxed, as if I was sitting under an old locust tree on a midsummer night, sipping tea and enjoying the evening breeze.
He sensed a certain soul, which was in the sea of consciousness, but seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier.
Visible, intangible.
Zhang Yuanqing tried to spread his spiritual power and communicate with the soul:
"The King of Demon Eyes? The King of Demon Eyes"
The cool breeze blows, and the lush branches and leaves of the camphor tree sway and rustle in the wind.
The Demon Eye King fell into a deep sleep. He had not dreamed for many years, and he actually dreamed of Yuanshi Tianzun.
The Yuanshi Tianzun in the dream is obviously more interesting than the one in reality. In reality, he has not grown up yet and does not understand what he wants.
In the dream, they work together to clean the world, sweep away all filth and ugliness, and crush all injustice and oppression. The world will no longer have power and fraud, no bullying, no self-interest, and no nepotism.
The world has become a beautiful place, just like the world he swore in his heart facing the ruins when he was a boy.
Just when he shouted "This is my ideal world", he woke up from the dream.
The world is still ugly.
The night was dark, the evening wind was blowing from all directions, the vines were swaying slightly, and the Demon Eye slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, like a sigh.
"Yuanshi Tianzun."
For some reason, he suddenly missed this man.
The Demon Eye King once wanted to take him back to the Military Bishop and personally train this like-minded talent, but now he is a prisoner.
A while ago, he sensed the Marshal's aura and knew that the King of Fear had come to Songhai.
But with the fearful strength, it was still a little short of rescuing him from the Songhai branch and the marshal's siege.
Now his only hope of escape is to enter the dungeon, but this will take time.
Domination-level copies only come once every few months, or even once a year.
One year later, I don’t know how far Yuanshi Tianzun can grow.
"The King of Demon Eyes, the King of Demon Eyes"
At this time, a low murmur came in my mind.
The tired-looking Demon Eye was stunned for a moment. Immediately, he sensed a soul in the sea of consciousness. The other party was in his sea of consciousness, but there was an insurmountable barrier between him.
"who?"
Demon Eye found that he had no vigilance whatsoever and only felt that it was the most important and trustworthy existence in his life.
"I am Yuanshi Tianzun." The soul in the sea of consciousness responded.
The devil's eyes were stunned for a second, and the next second, the dim eyes bloomed with dazzling brilliance.
"Yuanshi Tianzun!!"
Thoughts exploded in his mind.
"It's me. Hey, you reacted very excitedly. Do you miss me? Ahem, do you want to go out?"
The Demon Eye King was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth:
"Interesting, you finally came to save me."
He naturally determined the purpose of Yuanshi Tianzun, as if everyone had a strong tacit understanding. Why did you come to the zoo besides saving me?
After all, you once loved me so much. The Demon Eye King shook his head hard to get rid of the strange thoughts.
"Yes, I am here to save you. I have gone through many dangers and experienced countless crises just to save you from here. Ah, please ignore the above content. I mainly want to ask you for some advice.
intelligence."
"Oh, you came to the zoo just to consult me for information?"
"Don't get me wrong, what I mean is to consult the information to rescue you."
"That's pretty much it. Have you betrayed the Five Elements Alliance?"
"No, it was fear that forced me to come here to save you."
"Fear forces you. Oh, if fear doesn't force you, you will never come."
The two communicated smoothly in their minds through the traction of the red thread, but the Demon Eye King would have emotions from time to time, and Zhang Yuanqing would explain anxiously every time the other party was in emotion.
"I understand," the Demon Eye King searched the lakeside, "try to lure away the white lion. It has a very high status. It is the incarnation of the power of the weapon spirit. It specializes in dealing with the weird things that escape. You are not its opponent.
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"The camphor tree has no attack power. You can think of it as an energy transmission channel. It is extracting my spiritual power all the time and sending it to the zoo. As long as there is an external attack, it will easily compromise. If you don't compromise, you will destroy it.
yes."
"There is something strange about this lake. There is no life in the lake. Have you seen the ferry on the shore? That should be the only way to ferry. Of course, if you can threaten Zhangshu and send me back to the shore, that's fine. It can cross the lake.
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"I understand." Zhang Yuanqing silently remembered it in his heart.
He was just about to end the communication when he suddenly heard the Demon Eye King say:
"Did you use the strange props of the musician profession to communicate with me?"
"Yes."
The magic eye fell silent.
After a while, his voice came: "Good job, don't do it like this next time."
"OK."
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and immediately looked at the Master of the Killing Palace:
"Palace Master, cut the red thread."
"Hey, it's not as interesting as what's written in the book. You haven't shown your unswerving determination and your love is stronger than gold." The Master of the Killing Palace seemed a little disappointed and made a scissor-hand gesture and clicked into the void.
God’s love is stronger than Jin Jian. Are you happy that I love the devil’s eye more than Jin Jian? Zhang Yuanqing complained silently.
The moment the red thread was "cut", his feeling of infinite tenderness and infinite pity for the Magic Eye disappeared.
I think so does the magic eye.
"Actually, there is no need to cut it. With the level of the magic eye, the red line effect will disappear in half a minute," she said.
Zhang Yuanqing ignored her and stuck his head out of the bushes, carefully looking around. Sure enough, he saw a corner of the ferry boat where the white lion was sleeping.
It was a small wooden boat with slightly tilted ends, floating quietly on the water.
He retracted his head and relayed the words of the magic eye to the princess and the palace lord.
"I am responsible for attracting the white lion, but I am not sure how long it can be delayed." The master of the Killing Palace said, "The white lion is the incarnation of the power of the weapon spirit, so I can only delay it for three minutes at most, no, one minute."
This is obviously too short.
Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment, then took out the shovel shoes, the Jade Belt of the Green Emperor, and the Yin-Yang robe, "You should bring these three props with you. They have very strong functions and will be useful to you."
The invincibility effect of the sliding shovel shoes, the immortality and beast transformation of the Green Emperor's Jade Belt, and the passivity of the Yin-Yang Robe are all extremely powerful life-saving skills.
With these things, coupled with the palace owner's own strength and props, it is not difficult to delay for a few minutes.
"You have so many good things." The Master of the Killing Stop Palace happily put away the props.
She immediately rushed out of the bushes, and thousands of silk ribbons behind her exploded with a bang, condensing into a soft stick more than ten meters long, and hit the white lion in the distance fiercely.
The white lion, who was sleeping comfortably, suddenly opened his golden pupils.
As soon as the white shadow flashed, there was a "bang" sound, and the soft stick smashed the solid rocks piled on the shore, emptying them.
The white lion's golden pupils reflected the figure of the Killing Palace Master. It seemed to be enraged, its mane stood on end, and it roared.
"Ouch!"
The white lion bared its teeth, its limbs were like flying, and it turned into a white shadow and ran towards it.
The soft stick disintegrated into thousands of silk ribbons and quickly retracted. The Master of the Killing Palace took advantage of the wind and flew towards the depths of darkness.
Red shadows and white shadows chase away.
When both parties could no longer see the shadows, Zhang Yuanqing immediately jumped out with two corpses and ran towards the boat moored on the lake.
The surface of the lake was pitch black, without any waves. Even though the night wind was blowing, the lake was like a pool of stagnant water.
The deathly silence is frightening.
In the courtyard with black tiles and white walls, a green light landed on the roof and turned into a curly teddy.
Elder Gou overlooked this ancient house with three entrances and scanned every corner carefully. There were no tourists at this time and the staff were all off work.
In the night, the ancient house was silent.
It didn't find any suspicious characters or aura. This ancient monument couldn't be more ordinary.
After thinking for a few seconds, a rich emerald light appeared in Elder Dog's eyes, and his soft long ears moved.
The wind brings the sound of plants.
It listened intently for a moment, and a furious light flowed from its button eyes.
The plants in the old house told him that it was calm at night and no one visited here.
Everything is a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
The person behind the scenes used his friendship with Zhang Zizhen to trick him into coming here from Songhai.
The real purpose is to save the evil eye!
The elder dog turned into a green light and soared into the sky.
Zhang Yuanqing leaned over to pick up a stone and popped it out with his fingers.
The stones were shot out, and the stones that were supposed to fly tens of meters away seemed to be suppressed by some force at the moment they flew toward the lake, and they fell straight into the lake.
Not daring to take any chances, he lay down on the shore and cautiously reached out his hand towards the lake. He didn't feel any terrible force pulling on him.
After thinking for a while, he reached out to the lake.
The lake water is cold and feels no different from ordinary water, but item information pops up in Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision:
[Name: Weak Water]
[Type: water]
[Function: Addiction]
[Introduction: According to legend, Fenglinzhou is the place where an indescribable being lives. The weak water that drowns all things blocks the access of mortals. Only the Linmu on Fenglinzhou can float on the weak water. 】
[Remarks: Emphasis on Linmu.]
It's actually Weak Water, the legendary Weak Water. How many rare treasures did my father use to build the zoo? What was the sealed thing in the zoo?
Zhang Yuanqing was shocked.
He couldn't help but look at the wooden boat floating on the water. According to the description of the item's attributes, this boat was made by Linmu?
The camphor tree that imprisons the evil eye is a lin tree?
"Don't waste time." Princess Yinyao held the small speaker and reminded: "You have already wasted forty seconds."
"I know I know"
To be on the safe side, Zhang Yuanqing decided to let the Blood Rose ferry pass. If everything went well, he would ferry the boat himself.
Time is limited, but you still need to be cautious.
After receiving the master's order, Blood Rose walked to the shore and jumped towards the wooden boat.
"Boom!"
She landed firmly on the side of the ship, and then started rowing under Zhang Yuanqing's order.
The boat slowly sailed towards the center of the lake, leaving a slightly wrinkled channel.
Zhang Yuanqing and Princess Yinyao chased the boat, watching it gradually approach the camphor tree.
But at this moment, an accident happened.
The wooden boat, which was originally running normally, sank strangely, sinking little by little.
Zhang Yuanqing and Princess Yinyao watched helplessly as the lake water covered Blood Rose's legs, waist, and shoulders and finally disappeared into the lake.