The pale picture went on and on.

Despite knowing that it was a dream, it continued completely uncontrollably.

Lin Zhengyang, from another person's point of view, experienced everything in his dreams.

I woke up from a dream.

Lin Zhengyang was lying on the water, not breathing at all.

It's been three days since entering this dungeon.

He is gradually being affected by dreams.

In the dream, he was a child, born a hundred years ago, in that era of war.

Worship under the gate of the Guigu, no name and no surname, only one law name "mayfly".

"This is the world of dungeons? It's impossible to tell the real from the fake...... Where is the reality? ”

Lin Zhengyang was originally a muddy college graduate, with an ordinary life, an ordinary family, and a predictable ordinary future......

Until he was unfortunately chosen to become such a "Ascendant".

Before entering here, the relevant information had been deeply imprinted in his mind in a way that he could not understand.

He opened his mouth, and the water flowed in.

"Ahem, ahem, ············"

Choking, he jerked up from the water.

He was in the bathroom, practicing internal breathing.

But it seemed that he was in too good shape, and he fell asleep.

It took him a while to recover.

"The script hasn't been opened yet, and there is still half a year left, so I must dig up the clues of this identity as much as possible."

The script is something that an ascendant like him must follow.

It's like he's playing a big running game.

Every time the plot advances, a part of the script will be sent.

The information of the script is transmitted directly to the mind.

At least in his own case, it is impossible to understand this technique.

Can only accept, or die.

"Note 3 for newcomers: The script can be violated, but it must conform to the background and be reasonably explained."

Otherwise there will be a penalty.

It's like an actor who is not good at acting and deliberately NG, and the director will definitely not let him go.

Here, if you don't act well and don't follow the script, it's not just as simple as being terminated.

The price is life.

He didn't dare to think about anything else, he just wanted to live well.

After a few gasps, Lin Zhengyang casually took a dry towel from the stool next to the bathtub and wiped the water on his head and face.

Then, in a low voice, "System, show me my condition." ”

The surface of the bathtub in front of him rippled, and then showed a smooth interface, with lines of italics written on it.

"Current dungeon: Ghost Valley Warlock."

"Quest Difficulty: Newcomer."

"Script span: three years."

"Current progress: Half a year before the plot begins."

"Script Status: Unopened."

"Current Role: Lin Zhengyang (Floating Son)."

"Number: None (Rookie Ascendant)."

"Character settings and memories have been distributed, please find out on your own."

"Please note that it is currently a newcomer dungeon, and for the sake of newcomer privileges, the character setting is based on your own, and the character will be fine-tuned to conform to your own behavior habits (limited to newcomer dungeons)."

"After the quest world ends, the survivor will fly to the next quest until they finally transcend the quest."

"May you be detached soon!"

I also want to get rid of it as soon as possible and stop playing this live-action version of the running group game···········

"Even if you get rid of the copy, I'm afraid it's not so easy to get rid of the person behind the copy········"

Lin Zhengyang cried and mourned, feeling that the future was bleak.

It makes no difference whether it is the technology side or the mystery side to create such a real copy world.

Anyway, I can't afford to mess with it.

Spent such a big price, is it just to make a movie?

I'm afraid there are more routines waiting for you.

Those predecessors of the Ascendant who thought they had gotten rid of the nightmare of the dungeon were afraid that they had fallen into another big net, maybe they might not be as good as now.

Although he thought so, Lin Zhengyang did not say it, let alone complain or scold.

None of this helped to change his situation.

Now he is facing the reality that he can't resist the other party, and if he doesn't obey the other party, he will die, and he has no other choice.

You can only play this game with each other············ Even if it is impossible to beat this game at all.

He had no choice.

·············

After lunch, Lin Zhengyang studied at home.

He is an urban hermit in this instance.

Why is it a hermit?

Because there is money and leisure, the key is to cultivate Taoism.

His ancestors also did this business, and it was passed on to him, and he had connections in three religions and nine streams.

When encountering any unclean anomalous events, people with access to him will pay according to the rules of the industry.

Where there is a need, there is a livelihood.

In the field of charlatans, there is no shortage of charlatans who can barely make ends meet, but those who are really capable can eat everywhere.

The Lin family is the family of this kind of ancestral warlock.

It's not a big deal, but it's also a little wealthy.

It is easy not to go far away, and it must be a big order to go far away.

It's like doing an antiques business.

The ancestral house is an old house, but it was renovated a few years ago, and Lin Zhengyang lived in it.

It is worth mentioning that this character deserves to be given preferential treatment to his newcomers, even the name and age are the same.

However, there is one point, this Lin Zhengyang used to go out of the country often to go out and run lists all over the country, so he didn't go to high school seriously at all.

The courses are all tutored or self-taught, and his grandfather somehow got him a Tsinghua audit card, and sometimes he would go to audit some lectures.

Outside the house, the tall ginkgo trees cast dappled light and shadows, shining on his body.

"The scripture says:

Wuji and Tai Chi also, the reason is in the air, the air is confined to the form, the sun, the moon and the stars, the rigidity is rising, the mountains and rivers are grass and trees, the soft qi is condensed, and the capital is Chang,

With yin to become, yang virtue has an image, yin virtue has a position, the earth has four potentials, qi from the eight directions, the outer qi is shaped, the inner qi stops, the wind is scattered, and the boundary water is stopped,

Therefore, Shun five trillion, with gossip, row six, cloth eight doors, push five luck, set six gases, clear virtue, establish humanity, due to changes, the beginning and the end,

This is called formation. ”

Reading the "Green Capsule Sutra" in his hand sentence by sentence, Lin Zhengyang recited it repeatedly.

The owner of this body is a warlock who has memorized various classics since he was a child, and this classic Feng Shui work will naturally not be left behind.

At this time, as soon as I turned to this book, the memory in my mind kept coming back, as if I had really recited it thousands of times, without a sense of obscurity.

The memory in my mind, constantly recalling, the knowledge of all kinds of Qimen Dunjia that I have learned in this body, feng shui and astrological ···········

There are even some memories of the past··········

Familiar and unfamiliar··········

"This ········ Is it really just a copy? ”

Lin Zhengyang was a little confused.