In other words, it is still difficult to determine whether Gu Nuan at this moment is Gu Nuan himself, or another Wei Yuantong who has been assimilated and eroded by the plug-in......

Mo Shu quickly put this thought behind him, and the top priority was to wait for the injured to wake up, and then find a way to let them know why he was suddenly in such a big disaster.

If you tell them directly that they offended Gu Nuan, so they were cursed, and they would suffer such retribution, I am afraid that no one will believe it......

Mo Shu suddenly thought of those who had died.

She didn't know these wives, and although she felt some regret for their deaths, she still didn't feel much in her heart.

But these injured people are different, for them, the dead friends are people who have just drunk tea and chatted, even if the relationship is not familiar, but in the face of their death, it must be impossible for their hearts to be unfluctuating.

Letting these people tell them might be more intuitive than if she told them directly.

Mo Shu took a look around the mall and quickly locked on a product.

This thing is called soul summoning.

The person who had just died in the afternoon, the soul had not gone far, Mo Shu opened the soul summoner, and found that it was a huge conch, like the conch gramophone in Yu Siqiao's study, Mo Shu got a little closer, and he could sense a magical power coming from it.

It seemed to be a very special sound, difficult to hear with her ears, but it felt clear, as if it was calling for something.

Gradually, Mo Shu felt that it was getting colder and colder.

Mo Shu subconsciously touched his stomach, found a secret stairwell to enter, and let Ji Nan guard at the door.

Soon, the ladies who had an accident in the afternoon came over.

It's just that his body is in the tragic state when the accident happened, covered in blood, and his skin is open.

Mo Shu only glanced at it, and felt that his stomach twitched, and he opened his eyes, and said to the scum in his heart: Why did they die so miserably one by one?

Scum: [If it weren't for such a miserable death, it would not have been possible to alarm the system, apparently the people above have also noticed the existence of this bug and began to send out the task of removing the bug, otherwise why do you think we are here?] 】

Mo Shu was a little strange on his face, and said: Didn't you find it last time?

Scumbag snorted lightly, [IMHO, this system is a spicy chicken. 】

'Ding'

[Please pay attention to the words of the tasker]

Mo Shu: ......

The scum obviously stiffened his wings, and he didn't care: [The system is just a medium, and the creator god behind it is the one who really does things......]

'Ding'

[Excessive rhetoric, you are banned for ten minutes]

Mo Shu: ......

Can't you speak ill of the Creator?

'Ding'

[The creator god is the supreme god of this world, sacred and cannot be desecrated, please keep the host in awe]

"Tsk," Mo Shu thought of the costume projection that broke his leg last time, "Okay." ”

'Ding'

[The host can choose to confess to the Creator God and thus obtain the help of the Creator God, what is your choice: Confession, or Confession? 】

Mo Shu's lips tugged, "How can the Creator God help me?" ”

'Ding'

[Due to the inconvenience of the system to communicate, the tasker's ban is lifted.] 】

Mo Shu: ......

The voice of the scumbag came out, [The creator god means: as long as you confess to his satisfaction, he can help you let these souls enter the dreams of the wounded. 】