It is said that after the Xuanwu Gate Incident, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty was plagued by nightmares in his later years and could always see his brothers appearing around him. He ordered Tiangong Pavilion to forge a magical mirror and hang it in front of the window to calm ghosts and gods.
Special Passive 1: Calmness
The holder reduces soul damage by 40%
Special Passive 2: Mirror Reflection
When the holder suffers soul damage, 40% of the soul damage will be reflected back.
Special skill 1: Fixed space
It consumes 50 script points. After activation, the target will be frozen for 3-1 seconds (depending on the opponent's physical strength. If the opponent's physical strength is 20% stronger than the user's, this skill will be invalid)
(Note: If you are injured during catalepsy, you must resume action immediately.)
Cooling time: 70 hours.
(Note: This item cannot be traded to other players during the cooldown period.)
Special skill 2:???
(Please use it after thorough identification.)
"It's really a big treasure. It took no effort to get it."
Xu Tong looked at the grant entry on this mirror and suddenly smiled from ear to ear. Just the two passives were already very powerful. They were not usually used, but they were definitely life-saving things at critical moments.
What's more, there is also an active skill, Freeze. Next time you encounter some players who are good at speed, this thing will be a big killer that will cost you three thousand lives.
The only bad thing is that the cooling time is too long, 70 hours, and it costs fifty script points to use once, which is a bit expensive.
All I can say is that this thing is quite effective as a surprise move.
Put away the mirror and continue searching the monk's belly.
This mouse has a special characteristic, that is, it likes to steal things. Even the mouse that eats the monk's meat cannot change this problem, and the things it steals are more valuable.
The monk's belly is like a squirrel's little treasure house, full of treasures.
Xu Tong took them out one by one and threw them into the prop book.
A mutilated pair of scissors, only half of it, but when you take it out, it turns out to be a special prop.
Activate with 20 points of script points. After activation, you can ignore the enemy's defense and cause great damage to the enemy.
The exact extent of the damage is unknown.
It is a disposable item that is finished after use.
There is also a ruler with a particularly interesting name, called the Ruler of Misleading People.
This thing is very strange. There is no entry for any skill, only one sentence.
[If you hate him, beat him with this.]
(Note: When you hit your son, you don’t hit your father, and when you hit your grandson, you don’t hit your father. It’s a sharp weapon for a child, but it will mislead your children.)
Cooling time: 30 days.
This thing was interesting. Xu Tong held it in his hand and studied it carefully for a while. It was not until the white mouse woke up in the belly of the paper cat, squeaking and struggling desperately, that Xu Tong gave up his interest in studying the ruler.
This white mouse is also extraordinary. As soon as he hit the button, most people would lie down on the ground. Even if they were rescued for ten and a half days, they would not even think about getting out of bed.
But after half an hour, the white mouse woke up and was still alive and kicking.
However, it couldn't fight its way out of the cat's belly. This cat had been blessed by the spirit enchantment, so it wouldn't be possible to break out in a short while.
Xu Tong ignored Ci Min's frantic winks at him, waved his hand to control the white cat back, then summoned the evil spirit to attach to his other hand, put his hand into the cat's belly, stirred it, and then pulled it.
The white mouse was pulled out by Xu Tong and held in his hand. The evil spirit wrapped the white mouse tightly, making him unable to move.
"You woke up pretty quickly. Do you understand what people say?"
Xu Tong sat on the dragon's head, leaning on the monk's arms, holding a white mouse and asked.
When the white mouse saw that his nest was occupied by others, he growled angrily at Xu Tong. Unfortunately, he was blocked by the resentful spirit before he could even coax him. A soft and fleshy meatball was stuffed into his mouth.
When it enters a mouse's mouth, no sound comes out.
"If you don't understand people, just throw them into the pot and fry them."
After Xu Tong finished speaking, he glanced sideways at the small pot next to Ci Min and Mr. Jiu Ming. He raised his hand and threw it away. He immediately saw the white mouse being thrown towards the oil pot.
"Zi la la..."
The mouse was so frightened that it pooped out in mid-air. When it fell into the pot, a one-meter-high flame exploded instantly. If the resentful spirit hadn't pulled it back, it would have turned into a roasted mouse before it even fell in.
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Even so, the white mouse's buttocks were burned into a ball of burnt yellow. Xu Tong grabbed it in his hand and screamed in pain.
"Ask me again, can you understand what people are saying?"
The white mouse nodded again and again, no longer as arrogant as before.
Xu Tong nodded when he saw this, and asked the resentful spirit to wrap it up like a rice dumpling, leaving a head outside: "Take me out, don't play tricks, or I won't be able to get out, and I will turn around and throw you into this pot."
Go inside."
"Zhizhizhi..."
The mouse nodded quickly and even controlled a ghost to come over and lead Xu Tong.
"Brother, brother, don't go!!"
Seeing that Xu Tong was about to leave, Ci Min was anxious. Can he not be anxious? When he left, he took this mouse with him, so these scoundrels wouldn't eat them alive.
Xu Tong glanced at him: "If you don't leave, will you support me?"
"I..." The corners of Cimin's mouth twitched a few times. Talking to this guy could make someone choke to death.
But people are bound to be strong, and their lives are in their hands. Whatever they say will be whatever they say. She blushed and followed Xu Tong's words: "Yeah!"
Seeing Ci Min's shy look made Xu Tong amused. Murder and arson were so boring, nothing compared to having your enemies obediently call you uncle in front of you.
"Well, in one sentence, give me anything and I won't kill you!"
Xu Tong did not intend to go around in circles with Ci Min anymore, and directly asked him what bargaining chips he could offer.
This time, Ci Min was caught off guard. Before, he was full of words, but now he was condensed into just one sentence. This did not give him a chance to bargain, but also tested his next wording.
After thinking for a moment, Cimin moved his lips slightly, as if he was organizing words, and said for a moment: "Give them all, give me whatever you want."
After saying that, he simply called up his prop book and left it open for Xu Tong to observe.
As long as Xu Tong is willing to keep him alive, he can choose these props at will and take away all the script points. It is enough to leave him a little to save his life.
Not to mention, this guy is really rich. Xu Tong actually has almost 800 script points at first glance.
When I took another look at this guy's prop card, I was immediately relieved.
This guy is actually a rare pharmaceutical dispenser. In reality, Cimin is a pharmacist in a traditional Chinese medicine store and has a very high level of knowledge about medicines.
After becoming a player, I got an item card synthesized from a potion.
So it was logical to develop on this road.
How expensive are potions at the exhibition? This guy is actually poor with 800 script points. If he were a first-rate pharmacist, he would be embarrassed to say hello to others when he goes out and has a reserve of several thousand script points each.
Of course, Ci Min is poor because the prop cards he collects are expensive. Often, a prop card for refining potions can be sold for a very high price at an exhibition, often eight hundred or more.
What's more, those medicinal materials are not cheap.
In other words, if he took this set of prop cards for refining medicine and sold it back, it would bring him at least thousands of script points.
This was also what Cimin was most afraid of, but Xu Tong's next words shocked Cimin.
"Five hundred script points, and all these potions belong to me. You are not allowed to go against me in this script world. If you agree, just sign the contract."
Xu Tong's quotation is definitely a huge loss for an ordinary player.
But for Ci Min, this was a free gift. Not only did he leave himself with more than 300 scripts to save his life, but he also didn't draw his own prop card.
Compared to the so-called price, it is simply nothing.
He even couldn't believe it.
It wasn't until Xu Tong signed the treaty with him that he suddenly became energetic.
Xu Tong let Ci Min go, not because of kindness, but because of weighing interests.
You have drawn out all the other people's prop cards. This is an unending feud. Sooner or later, Liang Zi will have to take revenge.
You kill him and eliminate the roots, but the harvest is not much. It is better to be more generous and give others a way to survive and make it easier for yourself.
As my master Song Laochang said, don't force others to die. If you force others to die, you are also forcing yourself to die.
After signing the contract, Xu Tong untied Ci Min, and Ci Min obediently gave Xu Tong everything to trade.
At this time, the two of them looked at the other urging gentleman.
The three pairs of eyes looked at me and I looked at you, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Mr. Urging looked at Xu Tong longingly, but could not say a word. He could only look at Ci Min aside, hoping that he would take his place.
Speak well of yourself.
But how dare Cimin? He paid a huge price for his life. How can he be qualified to be a good person?
Kindness is the exclusive property of the winner.
Xu Tong looked at him for three seconds. Seeing that the guy didn't speak, he simply took Ci Min and walked out without looking back.
Before leaving, he did not forget to look back at the monk behind him and the string of Buddhist beads in the monk's hand. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not help the monk pull out the nail from his spine.
After all, the monk who was left in this place didn't look like a good person.
As for the prayer beads...since even mice dare not touch them, it's better not to touch them yourself.
"You guys... don't leave... I admit my mistake... It's not enough to admit my mistake... Come back, come back!! Come back!!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to walk away, Mr. Urgent realized his stupidity and shouted more and more urgently. Finally, his voice became hoarse, but Xu Tong and Cimin never came back.
It's not that Xu Tong didn't give Mr. Urgent a chance. As long as this guy could lower his head, he would have no problem letting him go.
But he would rather kneel down and beg for mercy in front of a mouse and flatter him than say even one kind word to him. This kind of person will deserve to die.
Mr. Cui Min shouted desperately, but the person had already left. After shouting for a while, his voice was almost hoarse, and then he lowered his head in despair.
I cursed in my heart that I had been fooled by lard just now. Isn't it just a matter of face?
Just when I was thinking about what to do now, my ears suddenly moved and I vaguely heard someone calling me.
"Help me...help me..."
The sound was suddenly near and far away, as if it was right next to my ears, and then it seemed as if it was far away in the horizon.
Mr. Urgent looked back and saw the monk sitting on the dragon's head. His eyelids opened slightly and his gray eyes were looking towards him.
But before the monk could make another move, the string of Buddhist beads on his hand suddenly burst out with a bright Buddha light. Under the flash of Buddha light, the monk's slightly opened eyelids closed again.
This scene was really seen by Mr. Urgent, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "Oh my God, this thing is still alive!!"
It's a pity that he is the only one who knows this secret, and there is no chance to tell it to anyone else.
