Turning his head and seeing Gu Li, the panic on Zhou Yue's face immediately disappeared, and he turned to say hello with a smile: "Brother Gu."
"Why, don't run away?" Gu Li also looked at him with a smile.
"Why are you running? Look at this big brother here. You can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person. Even if I want to run away, I definitely can't."
Zhou Yue rubbed his hands with a smile and secretly looked at Li Leping next to Gu Li, secretly feeling frightened.
From Zhou Yue's perspective, with the appearance of Gu Li, Li Leping who appeared before him should not be an enemy.
It's one thing to just sort out the relationship, but it's another thing to be panicked now because of Li Leping's supernatural power.
The two are not contradictory.
"Okay, I'm in a hurry, I'm here for nothing else, you know what I mean."
Gu Li obviously saw the confusion in Zhou Yue's eyes, but now he also knew that time was tight and there was no time to explain anything more, so he got to the point with a stern expression.
"Understand."
Seeing Gu Li's serious look, Zhou Yue also realized that this matter was not simple.
Although Zhou Yue usually looks glib, that look is reserved for dealing with trivial matters. Now that he realized the seriousness of the situation, he stopped being glib and immediately took off the finger cots on his hands, revealing
A finger formed like a dehydrated corpse.
The skin and flesh of the fingers seemed to have shriveled up, leaving only a thin layer of skin sticking to the bones, outlining the outline of the phalanges underneath.
At the same time, he also took out a piece of white paper that he always kept with him and spread it flat on the ground.
"By the way, Brother Gu, what do you want to ask this time?"
Zhou Yue, who looked tense, raised his head slightly and realized that he had been too nervous and had forgotten to ask Gu Li what questions he needed to ask this time.
"Just asking how we can get through this ghost photo studio mission safely."
Gu Li had already thought about what questions to ask before.
Asking a question once would cost Zhou Yue a lot, so he had to think carefully every time he asked a question.
Rather than confirming what he would encounter during this mission, what Gu Li needed more was to know how to deal with danger.
"good."
Zhou Yue nodded, then stared at his skinny finger and said in a low voice: "Tell me, how can Gu Li and the others survive this ghost photo studio mission safely."
Questions raised.
But five or six seconds had passed, and Zhou Yue's finger, as skinny as a ghost, still showed no movement.
This kind of phenomenon was unexpected by Gu Li: "What's going on? Did something go wrong at a critical moment?"
"No, this is not a slip of the chain."
However, a look of surprise appeared on Zhou Yue's face at this moment, and then he looked at Gu Li and explained: "There is only one possibility to explain this phenomenon, and that is that this question exceeds its answer limit."
"Over the limit?"
Gu Li couldn't believe it, because he had relied on Zhou Yue's question-and-answer ability to survive many crises, and he had never seen his answers fail.
"right."
Zhou Yue said with certainty: "When I ask a question, the ghost will use my blood as the pen and ink to write the answer. The more terrifying the source of the question, the more blood I will need to spend to answer the question."
"But now the ghost has not even sucked my blood to answer the question. This can only be attributed to the difficulty of the question being too high, so that it is beyond the scope of the ghost's answer. If it cannot be answered, the ghost will naturally not drink my blood.
of blood.”
Having said this, Zhou Yue couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, if the answer to this question does not exceed the ghost's answer limit, then it is very likely that he will have to pay a price that far exceeds the limit of endurance. If not, the ghost will suddenly drain his blood and turn him into a corpse.
Mummy dead.
"So the horror of this mission will be unimaginable? Not even ghosts can answer the question of how to survive this crisis."
Although the question failed, Gu Li still understood the danger revealed in this failed question.
In the past, even if the content of the finger's answer was a bit vague, it still gave a direction after all.
But this time it's different.
This time, the fingers did not write even a word, and did not even absorb a drop of Zhou Yue's blood. This is enough to show that the questions raised this time have far exceeded the limit of the answers of the fingers, so that the fingers directly gave up on their own initiative.
answer.
"Li Leping, it seems that the difficulty of this mission is not low. Not even a ghost can know what will happen."
Thinking of this, Gu Li looked at Li Leping with a forced smile on his face.
"If a ghost can't know, can a group of ghosts know?" However, Li Leping asked at this time.
"What do you mean?" Gu Li was stunned for a moment and didn't understand.
However, Li Leping did not explain, he just flashed his figure, then came to Zhou Yue's side, and pressed his shoulder without any explanation.
The cold breath traveled all the way down his shoulders, and seemed to spread to Zhou Yue's whole body in an instant.
"Do me a favor and don't worry, you won't die."
Li Leping's voice was calm, but it gave people a feeling that could not be refused.
"Ah? Oh, okay."
Zhou Yue, whose heart was trembling under the influence of the supernatural aura, even forgot to ask Li Leping what he planned to do, and agreed with a confused look on his face.
"Then let's begin."
this moment.
As Li Leping's words fell.
Although his palms pressing on Zhou Yue's shoulders did not exert any further force, the cold aura that covered Zhou Yue's body had completely enveloped his whole body.
next moment.
Strange phenomena that cannot be understood occurred.
Around Zhou Yue, blurry black and white figures kept emerging. These figures were densely packed around Zhou Yue. Although they maintained a motionless and stiff posture, they seemed to surround him invisibly.
in the middle.
"this is me?"
"Is this Zhou Yue?"
Zhou Yue, who was squatting on the ground, Gu Li and the three Li Leping beside him all saw these strange figures suddenly appearing.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before I could figure out what was going on, although these bodies were stiff and motionless, the expressions on their faces were different, as if Zhou Yue had stayed at different moments and all looked towards Zhou Yue.
The jump people floated over, and then piled on top of him one after another.
"This is... Zhou Yue from the past? That's it, I understand."
Suddenly, Li Leping seemed to see something.
"I understand too." Another Li Leping also nodded silently at this time.
The remaining Li Leping seemed to understand, but since the first two of them had already spoken, he decided not to speak and just nodded secretly.
"No, what do you know?"
Only Gu Li was still confused, looking back and forth between Zhou Yue, Li Leping, and Zhou Yue who kept gathering towards Zhou Yue himself.
"He is bringing all the past Zhou Yues into the present moment, by superimposing the supernatural power of each past Zhou Yue on Zhou Yue's body to form a supernatural superposition, so that Zhou Yue himself can temporarily possess immeasurable supernatural powers.
Strength." One Li Leping explained.
Gu Li was shocked at first, then calmly recalled it, and finally asked: "Pull the past into the present? I have the impression that he has disclosed this matter, but can't he only drag his own past into the present?
?When can I bring other people’s past into the present?”
"It would have been a long time ago."
After Li Leping corrected him, he continued: "But at that time, pulling in a person's past required me to pay a price for the past, and every time this person existed for a second at this moment, I would lose a figure from the past.
"
"But it's different now. Now my body is forgetfulness itself. In the past, it has been covered by the ghost of forgetfulness. What stays on the timeline of every moment in the past is not a supernatural product, but a real ghost.
"
"When ghosts cannot be killed or eliminated, the cost of bringing outsiders' past into the present no longer exists. At most, it will create some pressure on the forgotten ghosts at certain moments, and this pressure
It’s still negligible.”
"And considering that my memory is now being eroded by the forgotten ghost instinct, for me, it is a good thing that some forgotten ghosts are affected. If the forgotten ghost is affected, the evil ghost instinct that erodes my living consciousness may also follow.
It is affected and the speed is slowed down."
"For me as a living person, this is the best of both worlds."
After listening to this series of analyses, Gu Li's face was full of surprise. His mouth was open and his chin was hanging wide. He didn't know what to say.
After being shocked for a long time, he put his chin back and said, "Can you still play like this?"
And when he was shocked by the phenomenon before him.
Countless Zhou Yues in the past were also forcibly pulled into the present by Li Leping, and converged on Zhou Yue himself.
"Try asking again." When everything was ready, Li Leping spoke again.
"good."
Zhou Yue agreed, but this time, his voice of agreement seemed to have overlapping sounds, as if countless Zhou Yues agreed at the same moment.
"Tell me, how can Gu Li and the others survive this ghost photo studio mission safely."
Accompanied by countless inquiries from Zhou Yue.
Countless fingers with 30% supernatural power also responded to this layer upon layer of superposition.
Every palm of Zhou Yue also gushed out blood at this moment.
The blood was black and seemed a little viscous. It didn't look like the blood of a normal person at all. It also had a faint fishy smell.
The blood kept seeping out through the pores, as if it was attracted by something, and kept gathering towards the skinny finger.
As the blood continued to gather on this strange finger, the finger seemed to be awakened and began to move.
The skinny index finger bent stiffly, and finally led his entire palm toward the ground, finally touching the white paper spread flat on the ground.
As soon as it touched the white paper, this dry finger began to write, revealing a strange and ominous atmosphere.
Using blood as ink, the black and red handwriting is written stroke by stroke. It looks a little crooked, like a child who just practiced calligraphy, and is very unfamiliar.
Finally, the weird fingers stopped moving.
But only two distorted characters were left on the paper.