In Yu Mingchuan's knowledge, the "yellow" that most likely represents the [Yuhuang Society] is the lord of the yellow clothes.

He didn't know why Chen Lin asked about this, could it be that she got the "Yellow Paper"?

No, she mentioned the [Feather Yellow Society].

Did you get a historical book about [Hahuang Society]? Yu Mingchuan has no way of knowing.

"Hee-hee, I'm kidding~"

The Merchant of Destiny's voice was still brisk.

"But what do you want to pay in exchange for this knowledge~"

Chen Lin's originally hanging heart was put down, and he said cautiously:

"The effect of the [Calamity Compass] is not what you want?"

Yu Mingchuan really didn't want to receive this prop.

There is a paradox in the effect, and the cost is not small.

And the effect of "guiding the way" did not help him much.

"The effect? Hee-hee, I just don't like this tattered compass. ”

"Look at the decoration here, the texture is rough, and the feel is not good."

Yu Mingchuan explained seriously.

"I'll just say how the [Merchant of Destiny] could have taken a fancy to the [Staff of Travel]. I thought it was a rare effect of spatial movement. ”

"Now I kind of get it. It's the best exterior of the [Traveling Stick], so it's loved by him. ”

The Li brothers, who stayed in place, thought clearly.

And Chen Lin bit her lip, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, and she said:

"I don't have any items here that you can look at, so I want to pay for my faith."

"I can be your eternal chaser like the monk who opened the way for you."

Yu Mingchuan doesn't like Chen Lin, her words and deeds in the broken temple make it hard to believe that she will faithfully believe in herself.

Immature toddlers looked at them curiously by the palanquin.

The children showed mist, hazy, bright and bright smiling faces on the shore.

In this pilgrim-like atmosphere, Chen Lin couldn't help but raise her head, as if listening to the Lord's teachings.

"I don't need your faith, my preachers are sowing the seeds of faith and spreading my light all the time."

The Merchant of Destiny's voice was soft and gentle.

Chen Lin blurted out in such subtle harmony:

"Are you God?"

"Hee-hee, the world likes to call me all sorts of names, but I'm just a businessman."

"But for you—I'm God!"

Although the two were only separated by a red curtain, it seemed to span several dimensions.

Her upward gaze is like a low-dimensional being's peeping at a high-dimensional being.

Chen Lin said with sincere trepidation under this indescribable feeling:

"This is the [Fishman Flute] and the [Physics Holy Sword]." With her panicked hands, she handed the props to Yu Mingchuan.

Yu Mingchuan put the [Calamity Compass] in her left hand, and after taking out the [Physics Holy Sword], she put the compass in Chen Lin's empty left hand.

At this moment, Chen Lin's arm turned into a scale.

Weighing fairness and reasonableness, exchange and integrity.

She closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling alone.

And after Yu Mingchuan picked up the [Physics Holy Sword], he glanced at Chen Lin from the cracks in the red mantle.

His fingers tapped Chen Lin's forehead.

Two secrets that were enough to support Chen Lin's cognition and make her soul washed by a huge amount of knowledge flow out of Yu Mingchuan's fingers.

"Legend has it that Hasta and Cthulhu are half-brothers. The King of Yellow is one of his incarnations. ”

"A classic incarnation of the 'King of Yellow, the Unspeakable High Priestess', as a humanoid individual dressed in yellow and a soft mask."

In general, Hasta has similar morphology to Cthulhu and also has some octopus characteristics.

Yu Mingchuan thought very leisurely.

The level of the [Physics Holy Sword] is unknown.

Introduction: [Also known as the Staff of Physics, the Scepter of Physics, and the Stick of Origin.] Under normal circumstances, it is just an ordinary crowbar. ］

[In the case of fluctuating SAN values, this crowbar may have unexpected power.] ］

"Hmm, nice props."

……

Countless colorful color blocks froze in Chen Lin's soul. All of her memories were fragile in front of the patches.

Break it in one flush.

The crazy hunger rushed out of Chen Lin's soul, and she couldn't help but pick up all her props and nibble on them.

[Calamity Compass], [Fishman Flute], [Extradimensional Pocket]......

All of her props were devoured by herself.

In the end - she died.

Die of hunger.

Die by your own choice.

……

The gold-topped red-mantle sedan chair carried by eight people steadily advanced towards Weicheng, the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Yu Mingchuan sat cross-legged on a chair in the sedan chair.

"Well, for now, you can disguise yourself as a [Destiny Merchant] in future dungeons. The gods have avatars, and perhaps the [Merchant of Destiny] can be the incarnation of the [Lord of Good Dreams]. ”

As a new age of high-quality gods.

How can it be justified without an incarnation!

Wait, his clearance video won't be on the list next Monday, right!?

No, there are six copies in between.

Probably not.

If other players see themselves playing as the Merchant of Destiny, emmm will die if they think about it.

Thinking about it from another angle, it is not surprising that after six copies, reality has changed dramatically.

At that time, no one should pay attention to his social death.

"Think about it......"

"Sure enough, I'm too good, damn it."

"If it's not too good, I don't have to worry about my clearance video every time." Yu Mingchuan thought with his cheeks raised.

"No, why should I worry about Second Life's video editing technology."

I remembered that in the past clearance videos, his face was full screen, and I couldn't see the clip of the worldview.

Yu Mingchuan pondered for a moment, feeling that he didn't have to worry so much, so he thought about the present.

……

After the Li brothers discovered that Buddhism in this world had been cut off, they began to search for the remaining Buddhist scriptures.

Chen Lin's body was shattered on the side of the street, and a mysterious force caused her body to sit next to the vegetable stall without anyone knowing.

Perhaps as the years go by and the dynasty changes, her body will be constantly flattened by the carriage that came to this majestic pass.

It will be drowned in the rolling wheels and the historical soil.

It may be a strange story among the children born in this pass.

……

Yu Mingchuan is an extremely reckless person, he will do something because of his personal emotions, and he will be swayed by his own emotions.

All the gods in the Ke system do not have feelings.

"So—the word divinity has nothing to do with me." Yu Mingchuan thought of this more than once.

……

When he was about to arrive in Weicheng, the fat monk knocked on the partition of the sedan chair.

"The foreigner has already arrived in Weicheng. You can see the city gate in about an hour and a half on foot. ”

"Oh?" Yu Mingchuan's tail note dragged on, and he was puzzled.

"That's the case, Weicheng is the capital of the country, and there is a dragon rising on it, and ordinary evil things can't avoid it."

"And the armor soldier who carries the sedan chair for you is an evil thing. So I'm afraid I can't use a sedan chair in front. ”

"Oh~" Yu Mingchuan said that he understood, so he got off the sedan chair and walked quickly to the city gate.

When he saw the giant flag hanging on the city gate, Yu Mingchuan asked thoughtfully:

"Mountain worm, can you tell me about the style of the Great Wei Dragon Robe?"

I saw a big snake with its head and tail connected on the military flag, staring directly at everyone who entered the city.