The body has been dragged to the mouth of the well, but Hee has not much fear, more confusion and self-deprecation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And after Xiao Yihong tried her best to think of a series of methods, she still had nothing to do, sighed lightly, and closed her eyes in pain.

"Hey... Is that all there is to it? Even if she had to give up, there was really no way to do it in the current situation, she was nothing, just like worrying about the characters on TV across the screen.

And what about Hee? has been wrapped in a large piece of hair into a big dumpling, even the head is almost invisible, there is no room for resistance at all, the pulling force of this hair is too great, not the strength of ordinary people can resist, in the case of not being able to use superpowers, it is simply fat on the board, at the mercy of others.

I didn't expect that such a strange event that usually seems ordinary, there is no way to take it, just like a person holding a hammer and beating cotton, no matter how hard you try, there is no point in making any effort, and now there is no "hammer".

It is often the invitees who are often on the verge of death, and the guide is injured at most and can recover with various drinks, and there is no danger to life. And when he also put himself in the shoes of the face of destruction, Xi didn't have too much fear and panic, he didn't have any concerns, to put it to the extreme, his birth was a mistake... Are all previous efforts self-inflicted? Why so hard? Even though I knew that death was not necessarily the end, I still couldn't bear my life, and even when I learned that I was going to lose an organ on the third floor, I struggled for a long time...

That's it... If destruction can be exchanged for a certain amount of ease, then it is not a good thing, Hee feels too tired... I have never been so tired, not because of physical prostration, but more because of mental exhaustion, and all the efforts I once made are now so redundant in retrospect.

Slowly closing his eyes, Hee smiled again, this time not a bitter smile, but a smile of relief. Is this what people often call liberation? Why many people are willing to choose to give up, is because of this...

When Hee's body was pulled into the well, the hair that spread around it stopped growing and slowly retracted.

Xiao Yihong still stood in place, his mood was extremely complicated, he felt sorry for Xi, and he also felt sorry for himself, if he was finished, then his salvation would also fail.

There were no monsters in the ancient well, only a puddle of clear water, and those hairs didn't know where they had disappeared. Hee gradually went deeper, and bubbles slipped out of his seven orifices...

The next moment, when he opened his eyes again, his environment changed again.

There was no water, no well, no grass, no hair, and only one building in front of us.

Xi's mood is surprisingly calm, is this another alien space like Yin Desire? Or is it that you are dead and your soul has come to a new world?

But looking closely at the building in front of him, he judged that even if he was dead, he still couldn't leave the half-soul world, because he was very familiar with this building... The Echo Pavilion is nothing more than the periphery.

This one topic is a more general topic and has repetitive nature. In other words, more than one group of invitees have come, and since he took over as the guide, more than a dozen groups of people have experienced this scene, although the environment inside is different every time, but it is still generally related.

I don't know what magic is pulling Hee, so he walked in step by step. When you enter the lobby on the first floor, you will be greeted by familiar furnishings.

The black walls, several spaces separated by veils, and tables, chairs, benches, and playing cards for divination are faintly visible.

Although the Echo Pavilion has a different task each time, the first part is the same, which is divination.

Xi took a few steps forward, staring at the curtains on the left and right with dull eyes, and when he walked to the front of the stairs, he found that there seemed to be a black-robed man sitting in the innermost veil, shuffling the cards, of course... The black-robed man's hands were not flesh and blood, but bones.

Walked over slowly, opened the curtain and sat down casually. When the black-robed man in front of him saw Xi, he stopped what he was doing.

He raised his head slightly lower, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.

But it did speak... These "people" in charge of divination generally can't speak, at least not when facing the invitees, and Xi Di has not actively communicated with them, and every time he has completed the divination, he hurriedly takes the invitees up to the second floor.

But this time it not only could speak, but it could pronounce words so clearly that it was a young girl's voice, "SB12101c?" Long time no see... ”

Xi was not too surprised, after all, he had worked in the half-soul for so long, and he usually didn't communicate much with these "colleagues", but it was not strange that he knew each other, and in the face of its greeting, Xi just smiled faintly.

However, the black-robed man could clearly read a lot of things from Xi's expression and eyes, "What's wrong?" Mr. Guide... Out of sorts? ”

Xi shook his head with a wry smile, "Don't call me a guide anymore, I don't know what I am now" Xi still thought that he had died, and he was in the same soul state as Xiao Yihong, although he didn't know why he came to the Echo Pavilion, but if he didn't even have his life, his position should be automatically cancelled, right?

"Hehe~~~ Why this expression? I think when I first came here, you gave people the impression that you were unfathomable and unfazed, as if everything was under your control," the black-robed man's tone seemed to be somewhat ironic.

Xi frowned, "Huh? What do you mean? Are we familiar with each other? Although they are essentially "colleagues" working together in the half-soul world, Xi Ke doesn't remember any connection with these "people" who don't usually communicate with each other, and they do their own duties.

Soon the black-robed man spoke again, and his voice was faint and resentful, as if he was also very lost, "Hey~~~ How forgetful you are, how many invitees have you received since then?" Have you forgotten about me? ”

This sentence made Hee's originally plain heart as a mirror vigilant, which may be a knee-jerk reaction that has been cultivated for a long time, "You... You are? ”

The black-robed man lowered his wide one-piece hat, revealing a skeletal face, which, like its hands, had no flesh and blood, only white bones. Such a face is not recognizable to ordinary people at all, but Xi's eyesight doesn't seem to have disappeared, and after he looked at it carefully, he exclaimed... "You are ... Zhao Ruiying? (To be continued.) )