The last relic that Xie Nanshi obtained was not from the Song Dynasty. It was a Ping An Commander's Plate, which had been worn out, rusted and had no effect at all. After Xie Nanshi finally brought the Ping An Commander's Plate back to the Ping An Department, Zhou Qinian looked at it.
The engraved word "Qu Qiao" fell into a long silence.
"That is the former saint of Yongxi Prefecture." Song Yu sighed deeply during the break of eating.
Xie Nanshi looked at Song Yu with some surprise: "Do you know his identity?"
"I only made the guess after he was eaten by him. I didn't believe it until I heard you say his name." Song Yu wiped his mouth, trapped himself in the boundless darkness, and kept walking into other places.
The fragments of time and space, roughly connecting the things he saw, told Jie Nanshi, and then he poured soup to moisten his dry throat.
"He chose that temple probably because he is very similar to that monk. They are both too selfless, but they were both abandoned by the people they protected. Think about it this way, his kind of being grabbed by someone's hands
The appearance may also mean that he died because of other people's expectations. Alas, he actually had a grudge when he returned to Yongxi Prefecture."
When Song Yu said this, there was a heavy feeling in his heart. He wanted to take back his complaints about the plot in the first episode. Wasn't the plot of "Meeting the Gods" good? No, it was too good. The relationship between each character was
They are intertwined, with personal feelings and righteousness, and are finally driven by fate to achieve the current result.
"He was already dead at that time. Maybe it was just persistence." Xie Nanshi looked out the window. He still believed that a person who was willing to sacrifice for a city during his lifetime would not be willing to turn into a ghost after death, even if he encountered misfortune.
, to destroy everything I once loved.
The obsession and body, no matter how similar they are to the original person, are no longer the same person.
Song Yu held the empty bowl and sighed: "Perseverance is really a magical thing. Qian Xiu discovered that the master he respected had become a container for the White Walkers, and then he almost destroyed the entire Yongxi for the sake of the master.
All the states will be wiped out."
After a pause, Song Yu asked again: "By the way, speaking of which, do you think I look like him?"
Xie Nanshi hesitated: "Where is the image? Gender?"
"I just said that I couldn't tell if the genders were inconsistent at that time." Song Yu picked up the tea cup and drank like a whale, completely wasting the tea carefully prepared by Nan Shi: "But that thing kept saying that I am the same as it.
of."
Jie Nanshi frowned and grabbed Song Yu's wrist. After probing his meridians again, he was still confused: "You are not a strange ghost. Where are you?"
If Song Yu knew the answer to this question, he would not have asked it. He was sitting on a chair with no image, recalling the state he was in at that time, "You do not belong to this world." Could it be that this person named Qu Qiao also
Player? Impossible.
Song Yu hissed and dismissed the idea directly. He was the first beta player of "Seeing God" and the only other player who came out of nowhere. "It is probably the planner of "Seeing God" himself.
I dug a hole for myself that I didn’t realize was serious, forget it, that’s not important.”
Song Yu changed his voice and said: "Do you have any secrets of Taoism or something that can travel through time and space?"
Xie Nanshi was stunned for a moment and pondered for a long time: "In the past, I would have said no. But now that you and I have really returned to five years ago, I can't tell whether this is God's will or man-made. But according to Taoism
According to the principle, even if you can travel through time and space, you will definitely pay a heavy price."
Song Yu's tone darkened: "In addition to seeing the scene of the saint's past, I also saw you and a door in that dark world."
Song Yu's tone was firm, but Xie Nanshi's breathing paused imperceptibly for a moment, and his pupils briefly condensed: "Door?"
"A door of light. I didn't see much detail before I was thrown out by you. You and I can see it quite clearly. When I get older, I will become an old handsome guy. Of course, it may be that I was lazy in planning and used the same trick.
Modeling." Song Yu said while looking at Xie Nanshi's poker face: "But I still tend to think that you saved my life in the future."
Xie Nanshi didn't answer, but seemed to be stuck in a new round of thinking. Finally he nodded: "I understand. That's it for today. You have just been resurrected and have a good rest."
"Why do I think you are hiding something from me again?" Song Yu stretched out his hand to block Nanshi's path, "If you confess, you will be lenient."
Xie Nanshi was silent. With his skills, Song Yu could not stop him, but Xie Nanshi felt that he had indeed failed Song Yu, so he hesitated and did not say anything.
Seeing that Nan Shi was really in trouble, Song Yu put down his hand and took a step back, leaning against the wall: "That's all, it's okay if you don't confess. You said before that you were going to leave, but now that I'm alive, are you still leaving?"
Xie Nanshi nodded: "I want to send Taoist Priest Sui back." After thinking about it, he finally felt that Song Yu had nothing to hide from him, but it was him who always spoke in secrets and had a guilty conscience, and added
He said: "I still need to find Guixu, maybe there will be records in my family."
Return to ruins? Song Yu raised his eyebrows. This was the second time he heard Xie Nanshi mention this word, but in the last week he ran all over the map and didn't see this place. He felt a little concerned for some reason. Still.
Before he could think about it, another knocking sound came from the system.
Ye Jiao: "Mr. Song, I asked about the time."
Suddenly receiving news from Ye Jiao, Song Yu no longer stopped Xie Nanshi. He went back to the house, lay on the soft bed, opened the dialog box next to him about getting ready to sleep, and was ready to face all the wind and rain.
After being prepared, he replied to Ye Jiao: "You say."
"The current situation is a bit complicated. Basically, your consciousness synchronization rate is too high, so it is difficult to separate. However, we have also invited medical experts to the scene, so we can definitely protect your life and it will not happen.
Worst case scenario.”
Song Yu felt that his blood pressure was really rising. He turned over and sat up, took out the small wooden fish, and replied while tapping: "Is this related to time?"
Ye Jiao replied quickly: "That's right, because the consciousness synchronization rate is too high, in order to avoid any negative impact on your consciousness, the time flow rate of the game is now restored by the operation, and the normal time flow rate is 1:
1."
"What I'm asking is, why is the game still running out of time when I leave the game? And if you give me a one-on-one comparison, it might take me several years to master your game. I just signed a test contract, and the result is the same as
It’s the same as the contract of sale, and if my life is bad, I’ll stay here. Do you think this condition of your company is suitable?”
It felt like the wooden fish had expired. If he hadn't waited for an explanation, Song Yu felt that he would have directly pressed the button to confirm sleep at this moment.
Ye Jiao took a while to reply: "I'm sorry, our senior management attaches great importance to this matter now and is working hard to solve it. Before solving it, you must avoid death to avoid the adverse effects of excessive synchronization rate.
.”
Song Yu almost vomited blood. What do you mean, he just took the matter seriously, but in the end he was really going to die?!
Ye Jiao seemed to sense Song Yu's displeasure and quickly added: "Our president is also sorry for this situation. We are willing to give you a compensation. The specific amount can be discussed after you come out."
Talk? Funeral expenses? For a moment, Song Yu felt that his mind was buried in obscene words. He calmly closed the dialog box, calmly opened sleep and clicked confirm. What followed was a coma-like loss.
Consciousness, along with anger, was also swallowed up by sleep.
Damn it, I wouldn't have come back if I had known it! This was Song Yu's last thought before he completely lost consciousness.
…
Song Yu slept until noon of the next day with one click. Since the time synchronization, the sleep time he needs has also been completely synchronized. In the past, sleeping was more of a habit that came with the change of weather and to replenish energy after being tired. Now...
It's really sleepy.
"I really want to stay in the game for three to five years..." Song Yu rubbed his hair, which was messed up by sleeping, and suddenly felt that he needed to discuss the salary increase with Ye Jiao.
He originally thought half a million was a lot, but that was the cost of playing the game for several months. From a few months to a few years, should the remuneration become an annual salary?
Five hundred thousand a year seemed like a lot to Song Yu, who could barely afford to pay the rent, but it was nothing compared to the risks he was taking now.
I was a little confused by the sudden news last night, and I didn't react. Now I remember that I should ask them first if they don't want to interview, how much and how they will be compensated, and what his social security will be during the time he is in the game.
Medical insurance payment, etc.
Song Yu was thinking in his mind, and before his consciousness was fully awake, he stood up and planned to get dressed with one click, when he saw a shadow reflected on the window.
Song Yu shuddered and woke up completely. He subconsciously took out the defensive jade pendant. When he took it out, he found that after being tortured by the temple group, the durability of the jade pendant was gone. If he had known it, he would have told Xie Nanshi last night.
, Song Yu now feels extremely insecure about "Meeting the Gods", fearing that something might go wrong in the game and affect his entire life.
So the few remaining talismans were put on his body one by one, but Song Yu's hands still slowed down as he put them on.
Mainly, the number and shape of these shadows... seem a bit familiar?
"Yunlang?" Song Yu called tentatively, "What are you doing outside?"
The figures froze, and they seemed to have pushed each other a few times. Finally, a man of moderate height came forward cautiously and clicked on the door twice like a chicken pecking at it.
"Xu Zhou?" Song Yu was completely relieved, and even felt dumbfounded.
After his name was called, the man pushed the door open a little and poked his head in. It was Xu Zhou, the most honest and honest man in the house. He had a weird smile on his face, half sincere and half full of fear. He saw Song Yu looking towards
Himself, he could dodge instinctively, but the way back was blocked by other people. In front of him were his reborn parents who had resurrected from the dead, so he forced himself to speak: "Big, big, lord, you, you, you are awake... want to
, want, want..."
"Stop!" Song Yu couldn't tell whether the man was stumbling or his teeth were chattering. He interrupted him in a dumbfounded voice: "I am a living person. Didn't you all touch me yesterday?"
He thought for a moment that there were indeed warm corpses in this world, and then added: "I've tried it, and it's not a White Walker, so there's no need to be so afraid of me."