Guan Hong went out to find a woman with special luck!

Is he trying to use his little fortune to find the room that has disappeared?

I hurriedly asked, "Doesn't Guan Hong be able to make what others think come true?

"Bullshit!" said the shopkeeper: "Just that trick, which shopkeeper wouldn't know? If they don't have this ability, can they calm the people in the inn? Don't you see who lives in the inn? To put it mildly, the people who can live here permanently are all special cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods." If the shopkeeper doesn't have a three-to-two hit, they won't even have any scum left, do you believe it?"

I raised my eyebrows and said, "You mean, whoever has the secret art of reality can become the innkeeper?"

"Isn't that the reason?" shopkeeper clapped his hands and said, "Now this shopkeeper is lucky to get the reality secret technique after Guan Hong left." ”

"I see!" I probably knew eight points in my heart, but I had a chill in my body.

When I looked at the shopkeeper again, I felt that his smile brought an indescribable gloom.

I still remember the woman in red I saw for the first time after I was brought into the inn by Guan Hong, and he said to me at the time, as if it was, I will let you know how good my story is!

Everything I experienced in the inn was probably a story.

Guan Hong.

Half-faced granny.

Red Charm.

Shop small two

Even the peach demon may be the person in the story.

This time, the owner of the Jiangbei Inn did not use my thinking to embody reality, but was writing a story. I became the man in his story.

The shopkeeper in front of me is also the person in the story, he has already exposed a flaw when he was patrolling the building, but I was thinking about recovering my strength at the time, but I didn't think about anything else to ignore a fatal loophole.

If he was alive, how could he hold his breath and escape the guard?

If he was a dead man, how did he escape the dead guard?

He put me unconscious just to erase the flaw.

Calm down, I have to be calm.

Any story will have holes, especially one with suspense. Even if the author can think backwards, as a reader, he can find the loopholes in the story.

I'm the one in the story now, I'm not the reader of the story, so I can't break the game.

I had to think outside the box and revisit the story as a reader.

I said quietly: "Actually, the innkeeper is not very clever. ”

The shopkeeper suddenly became interested: "How do you say this?"

I looked at the shopkeeper and said, "I'll bet you, what happened in the inn wasn't the shopkeeper making up the story." Instead, another person is writing the story. The shopkeeper is just responsible for making the story come to life. Moreover, the shopkeeper is still pretending to be clever and changing the details in the story. The whole inn is full of holes. We can use the loopholes in the inn to get out. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes widened: "There are still loopholes in the inn?"

"Of course!" I nodded, "like these people walking around the inn." The dead are all right, but what about the living? Where do they get their food? Where is the place to relieve them? I followed the men around the inn for half a circle, and I didn't even smell the slightest stench. Could it be that all the living people here are like cats, and all the and urine are buried?"

The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned a little ugly, and I said again: "You wait for me to think about it." I should be able to think of a way to break the game. Don't bother me yet, wait for me for a while!"

I'm sure that the shopkeeper won't bother me anytime soon.

The person who created the story is extremely conceited, and usually people who are extremely conceited will have the same inferiority. They are just using their conceit to cover up their inferiority.

When I told him that there was a loophole in the other party's story, he would be curious about where the loophole was, and even go back to think about the loophole himself. When he didn't think about it, he would have been eager to know my answer.

That's my chance.

But what is the point of my delay? I am afraid that even I cannot explain this.

I've been stalling just now, just trying to regain my strength.

I can't even tell if the red charm is real or fake, and what will be the result of my delay when there are no reinforcements from outside?

At that time, I didn't know that my reinforcements had already moved.

Thousands of miles away, the lights had already been lit up in the second game of the different tunes, which had already been empty, and the lights in the villa were even brighter than when we were there.

There is only one person guarding this light - Lin Yan.

Lin Yan rarely walked out of her house, as if she never needed sunlight, let alone to see the outside world, and the only thing she cared about was the crystal ball in her hand.

This time, she moved the crystal ball to the stone table in the courtyard, and the fog in the crystal ball was like a silent cloud, spread under the sky, but Lin Yan was like a god standing above the nine heavens, looking down on all living beings through that cloud.

A moment later, another figure appeared in the sky that should have belonged to her—Ning Ruchen.

Ning Ruchen came in from the door with his hands behind his back: "Master Lin, it's been a long time. ”

Lin Yan seemed to know that Ning Ruchen would come, and waved her hand lightly: "Please sit down! Are you here to tell fortunes?"

"I never tell my fate!" Ning Ruchen smiled: "My life is only in my own hands, I don't tell my life and I don't believe in it." Master Lin can see through the heavens at a glance, hasn't he told his fortune?"

Lin Yan said: "I never give my own fortune telling. Knowing your fate in advance is actually a very boring and scary thing. In my opinion, to really see through the red dust is to see through your own destiny. Knowing that everything in half of his life must be accompanied by the green light, he will let go of everything. ”

"Master Lin has a high opinion. However, ......" Ning Ruchen changed his words and said: "Don't you think that only by seeing through and letting go can people step into a higher realm?" As far as I know, the master has never been able to break through the last threshold in his life. Isn't it because the master hasn't let go of things yet? I think the master should let go of the mundane things. to pursue a higher realm. ”

Ning Ruchen finally said his purpose. He came to persuade Lin Yan to return to the rivers and lakes.

Ning Ruchen saw that Lin Yan was indifferent, and couldn't help but sink his voice: "I heard that Master Lin has always been reluctant to be contaminated with cause and effect. Don't you think that there are too many causes and effects in this heterogeneous second game? This seems to be contrary to the original intention of the master, right?"

Lin Yan smiled: "Actually, I have thought about it a lot recently. Staying alone may be a way to protect yourself. But why should others sacrifice their lives to help you when you don't help others? Don't you think it's ridiculous to ask others to do that?"

Ning Ruchen laughed and said, "Master Lin said well! However, cooperation also has to be divided into objects. Only by working with the most powerful people can you get the most benefits. If you choose the wrong person to work with, you will not get benefits, but a disaster. Am I right?"

Lin Yan nodded and said, "That's right!"

Ning Ruchen smiled again: "The second game has already existed in name only, why don't you consider cooperating with me?"

Lin Yan said calmly: "I never cooperate with losers. And you happen to be the last person I want to work with. ”

Ning Ruchen's face sank: "Is Master Lin joking? The second game has already disappeared, besides me, who else can you cooperate with?" Demon disciples never cooperate with outsiders. Do you still want to find a sunny day? To tell you the truth, my people have already found a sunny day. She'll soon be my prisoner. ”

Lin Yan said: "There is a prison disaster in your life, and you are destined to die in prison. This catastrophe is not far off. Because, Chen Ye is your nemesis. ”

"Hahahaha......" Ning Ruchen laughed and said, "I really don't know how I was imprisoned." As for Chen Ye, I think he should have died outside. ”

Ning Ruchen stood up and said: "In the entire second game of different tunes, everyone who has the ability to score three points has been planted in my hands, who can do anything to me?"

"People, I always don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin!" Lin Yan raised a hand and gently put her hand on the crystal ball, and the clouds in the sphere were pulled up by Lin Yan's fingers, like a tornado in the air.

Lin Yan raised her hand again, and the rolling mist began to condense and form with her fingers.

Lin Yan is a clay sculptor who frequently moves her fingers to shape the clouds. Soon, the cloud became my grandfather's appearance.

"Chen Rufei?" Ning Ruchen looked at the crystal ball and said, "The doctor has already said that he can't stand up in his life, you let me see what he does?"

Lin Yan said: "Chen Rufei's fate does have a catastrophe, but his fate also has a lucky star. That person is Chu Yunzhi. ”

As soon as Lin Yan's words fell, my grandmother also appeared in the crystal ball: "If you don't believe it, you can ask if Chen Rufei is still in the hospital." ”

Ning Ruchen's face changed slightly, he picked up the phone and dialed over: "Go and show me Chen Rufei, hurry up!"

Soon there was a sound of footsteps on the other end of the phone, and the person holding the phone quickly ran to my father's ward, and he saw at first glance that my father was sitting in a wheelchair basking in the sun: "Chen Rufei is still there." ”

Ning Ruchen said sharply: "Go up, give him two slaps, hurry up!"

The man hesitated: "This ......"

Ning Ruchen's voice sank suddenly: "I spoke, did you hear it?" let you pass, you will pass!"

"Yes! I'll go. When the sound of the man walking up and pushing open the door came from the phone, Ning Ruchen also smiled: "Master Lin, the slap over there will be drawn soon." When you hear the voice, you will feel how ridiculous the so-called number of lives is. ”

Lin Yan smiled: "The slap will definitely be drawn, but it will not necessarily be in anyone's face." How about we wait for the outcome together?"