Chapter Seventeen: Killing the Double-Faced Ghosts and Gods
"When gods fight, mortals suffer." Song Yu said as he drove everyone to a remote place. He had observed Jie Nanshi and Du Anchen when they first met, although he now has the foundation to check the health bar and status after entering the battle.
Function, but the team formation has not been restored. If Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen really let go and fight, he will not have any immunity for his teammates.
After the dealings in the hall just now, everyone in the Zhang family was convinced of Song Yu. Even the old master did not sing a different tune at this time. Everyone hurriedly evacuated. When Song Yu turned around again, the blood volume of the ghost and Buddha images over there
Both had fallen below half. It was at this moment 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, so he hurriedly took out the suona again. He hadn't exited the fighting state yet, maybe the suona buff was still effective?
When he blew it, the two phases were indeed at a standstill, but the movements of Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen also paused. It could be said that the damage was so powerful that they 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 heaving violently, as if he was coughing heavily. Du Anchen's eyes fell on Xie Nanshi unconsciously and hesitantly asked: "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 best method, and now he could only try to shoot three more.
The arrow strikes directly between 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 in a hurricane, and actually swept Du Anchen away. Du Anchen's back hit the rockery of Zhang Mansion hard, and he was unable to move for a while.
Just when Du Anchen and Xie Nanshi were weak, the extremely arrogant ghost Xiang and Buddha Xiang fell down together. The copper-cast gold body also quickly collapsed and weathered, turning into broken copper. Song Yu disgraced himself and smashed it on the ground.
With the broken pieces on his head, he bared his teeth and said, "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 now was him who had no fighting ability.
But Song Yu has no fighting ability, but he does have props, although it is just a zero-level dagger. It was not taken out before because the double-faced ghost statue was in good condition, and it would probably miss if hit from the front. Now this thing was hit by Jie Nanshi and Du Anchen
In the violent stage, although the attack power increased greatly, the planner still reasonably added a defense-breaking state to maintain the balance of the character, which made Song Yu lose his head.
Well, it should be said that the two-faced ghost statue dropped quite a lot of money, but without automatic pickup, Song Yu can only squat on the ground to find money from the broken pieces of the bronze statue. It's so late at night, right?
, it’s not good for the eyes. And there is no level in Song Dynasty now. Picking up money is just a habit, and not getting experience is the pain point.
It felt like the blame was wasted, and Song Yu was heartbroken and bleeding.
The old master and all the NPCs from the Zhang family had already hid far away. The first one to run in was Qiaoyi: "Young Master! My benefactor!...Miss An."
"Yeah." Song Yu responded lightly. He originally wanted to tell 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 sent at all.
Useful. 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. He 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.
Already."
"That's it." Song Yu 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 trying to avoid it, 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 but laugh out loud.
Song Yu was laughed at inexplicably. He coughed and changed the subject, and talked about what happened just now. As he was talking, the sound of people banging sutras, chanting Buddhas and crying came from the front hall again. It was the same as when Song Yu first came to Zhang Mansion.
There is no difference. Song Yu knew that this was the NPC returning to its own setting: "Let's go back to the Peace Department. We won't disturb others' funerals."
Qiaoyi nodded in agreement. But 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 Xie Nanshi? Why could he notice it?
Anomaly here?
Seeing that her young master's expression was abnormal, Qiaoyi was still a little confused, so 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 mentally retarded enough to forget what had just happened. Seeing with their own eyes the appearance of the statue that the master invited back, everyone was frightened. When Song Yu and others left
, everyone’s eyes were looking at the gods. Mrs. Zhang helped Xiaohua, who was confused when she ran for her life: "Master Song, what should we do next...?"
"Let's hold the funeral as normal." There are no clues here, and it's too late. Song Yu has long wanted to go back and rest.
Mrs. Zhang hesitated, not even daring to glance in the direction of the main room: "Well, that thing..."
"We have collected the White Walkers, and the bronze statue is also broken. Just clean it up." Song Yu said, looking at Xie Nanshi. Xie Nanshi had no objection, and his indifferent look still looked at the statue.
A reviled immortal who doesn't 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 returned to his room as if he were rubbing oil on his feet, but was grabbed by Xie Nanshi's arm. "Let's talk."
"It's not so late, why don't you 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 and 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 and even felt a little more guilty for no reason: "Don't look at me like that, such a strange two-faced ghost.
If I had experienced it during the week, I would never have forgotten it.”
Xie Nanshi automatically ignored the part of Song Yu's words that he did not 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 really discovered that the world had become different, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.
In the middle of the night, the bright moon was shining brightly. Song Yu returned to his room and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, without a clue for a long time. He reminded himself all the time that "Meet the Gods" is just a game, but after so long, he did
It is a deep anxiety about what is going on with my 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 gaming trip.
"Master." Xu heard the sound inside the house. Qiaoyi called out from outside and then pushed the door open with a basin and walked in. Behind her was a serious-faced Jie Nanshi.
Song Yu pulled the quilt with a confused look on his face: "What are you..."
"The young master must be hungry, right? I will help the young master 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 Song Yu has been served by her. The day after restarting the second week of the show, Qiaoyi took care of his daily life on time. He had refused, and Qiaoyi asked her with tears in her eyes.
Is there something I did wrong that blocked all my subsequent words?
But it's one thing to be waited on to get up, but it's another thing to be watched and waited on. Song Yu quickly grabbed the sweat towel into his hands, packed it up, and turned around to find 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 Xie 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 is not very pleasant: "Even if I share it with you, what role can you play?"