"Are you my fucking Masta?" The man in the suit put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked down at Wang Guobin, who looked like a weakling.
???
Wang Guobin's head was filled with questions.
For a moment, I wanted to complain, but I didn’t know where to start.
Although... I didn't encounter the impact of the illusion for the first time, and... it seemed to have been recognized.
However, this sudden feeling of being unproductive and feeling like I’ve been cheated... what’s going on?
The cold air around me disappeared.
Wang Guobin found that he could already speak.
The stiff limbs and frozen fingers regained a trace of vitality.
It's just that it's still a little numb and unruly.
"Yes... right!" Wang Guobin said uncertainly.
"That's right! Then sign this contract!" The man took out a ghostly contract and said.
Then the contract turned into a plume of black smoke and fell in front of Wang Guobin.
Read the terms above carefully.
Before and after... there are probably no less than a few hundred.
Including... but not limited to, providing the best incense and the best yellow paper to the ghost uncle who is about to contract, and the big girl who must burn three paper bundles every week, and take him with him every month
Go and have a date with a female ghost...etc. and a series of unequal treaties.
This is not a contract partner, it is clearly a ghost uncle.
"Excuse me...can I refuse?" Wang Guobin asked weakly.
"Okay! Then please start preparing immediately for the illusion test... I would like to inform you in advance that my illusion test is related to the Battle of Tiannan. It was the most difficult and inhumane battle I have ever experienced personally. You will face ghosts directly.
The ferocity of the San people..." the man said.
Wang Guobin was immediately frightened.
Although he does not have a high degree of education, he has heard of the Battle of Tiannan.
The famous meat grinder in history.
A total of five countries were involved in this war, and the final death toll was determined to be 1.31 million.
To this day, it seems that the shrill roars, roars, fierce gunfire and noise can still be heard in the ruins of the battle.
"Okay! I can sign, but... I have no money. So can you help me make money?" Wang Guobin asked with a faint hope.
"no!"
"However, I can let you live... Without me, your body will soon be completely devoured by cancer cells." The man looked at Wang Guobin with a smile and gave a rather cruel answer.
"Furthermore... you have channeled me, so I will follow you until you accept the test. And if you fail the test, then... your soul will be eaten by me." The man was not pregnant.
He smiled kindly, and then added his lips inexplicably.
He seemed a little hungry.
"I sign!" Wang Guobin surrendered!
He is not a tough person to begin with.
Taking the risk of channeling... this has used up the last of his courage in his life.
Seeing Wang Guobin being tricked by a cunning old ghost.
Lin Xi didn't have the slightest sympathy or pity.
Through Wang Guobin, it only explains a corner of the basic rules of this world.
"It's also a pretty magical world."
"There is no reincarnation in this world, and there is no underworld or underworld. All the dead will place their souls on their favorite items after death, and then continue to watch the changes in the world from the perspective of a bystander.
Until one day, I was summoned by the right person and signed a contract."
"In a sense, people after death...their souls become a special kind of elves. And these elves, whether they are powerful or not, are closely related to the real world. After death...the more...
The more people remember them and mention them again, the more powerful they will be.”
"The living are forever separated from the supernatural, and only after death can one truly enter the realm. Even the so-called psychics only rely on the contracted ghosts for their extraordinary power, rather than possessing it themselves."
"All living psychics seek fame and a chance to leave their mark in history, and then wait for death... to become the king of the world of the dead." Lin Xi has mastered the basic operating rules of this world.
Then he connected this world with the previous world dominated by dream masters.
Psychic!
Dreaming!
Dream creations have almost no effect on reality.
Therefore, dream stealers and dream builders... will regard dreams as the 'real world'.
Because, their power and glory are almost all in their dreams.
The same goes for psychics.
No matter how powerful and glorious you were during your lifetime, they are all vain.
Only when you die and receive great power can you master the real power and become a strong person.
There are similarities between the two.
And...it can be integrated to a certain extent.
"Suppose... the creations in the dream, or even some powerful beings in the dream, can be channeled into reality... or in other words... I in reality can channel the me in the dream, can it be achieved?
A kind of variant of virtual and real unity, with great power attributed to oneself?"
"In this way...the illusory multiverse in the Dream Master's world has been cleared of obstacles...they can become real. Because the value they represent and create has also become real!" Thinking of this, Lin Xi
Then he looked at the Dream Sword Master.
At this time, the master of Jingmeng Sword had already looked away.
It's as if the previous focus was just an illusion.
"He did it on purpose!"
"What is he trying to tell me?"
"Just in these two worlds?"
Lin Xi calmly moved the two worlds closer.
Then the door connecting them was opened.
He believed that knowledge and power would be limited.
But as long as given the opportunity, someone will use their wisdom and think of what they want.
Even beyond this limit, go further.
Whether it is Wang Guobin or An Ran.
They are all small microcosms in the larger context of the world.
But their fate had actually shifted subtly from the moment they were watched by Lin Xi.
In any world...when a weak person is watched by a powerful person, it can be regarded as an inexplicable and unreasonable luck.
Just like... suppose that in a highly centralized country, the leader of a country looks at an ordinary ordinary person for no reason.
Even such a gaze has no actual meaning.
But it cannot withstand many people and too many interpretations.
As for...whether this is a blessing or a curse...it depends on fate and one's actions.
On the side, a discussion between the Mu family half-sage and Bai Xuan seemed to have a short-term result.
Bai Xuan's expression was still unfathomable.
The half-saint of the Mu family did not hide the joy on his face.
It's just that this joy is not all reflected in the eyes.