Zheng Xiu was frightened, opened his eyes, and returned to reality.

A beam of moonlight sprinkled down, and the green of the golden silk vine was a little more cold.

Zheng Xiu gasped for air in prison.

Dice, board games, ghosts, blackwater, doors, rotten sparrows.

Everything is so incredible.

That abrupt sense of falling,

The icy touch when immersed in black water,

The fear of the deep sea brought by the boundless darkness,

Finally, there was the sharp pain of the rotting bird penetrating the chest.

Zheng Xiu couldn't understand what he was going through, and in the ghost, the excitement brought by the incarnation's [provocation] when it was elevated to "enter the house" was quickly dispelled by the strange experience that followed.

A strange itching sensation hit the chest, where the "prison finch" penetrated.

Zheng Xiu chuckled in his heart, opened his shirt, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly.

When I looked down, on my chest, pale red blood vessels bulged together, like the shape of a hideous "bird's claw".

Boss Zheng couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

No itching, no pain.

Not to mention, it's still a little cool to scratch it.

Zheng Xiu stopped touching it, thinking back to the ghost experience.

Every time Zheng Xiu gets the [Go Deep Door] prompt, it seems to be at a certain critical juncture.

The first time was when Zheng Xiu completed the first act of "White Carp Village".

The second time was when the provocation of "incarnating Zheng Shan" was elevated to "entering the house".

That's right, projection.

Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and skillfully entered the heart prison.

In the space of consciousness, there is still the cage wrapped in gray mist.

Zheng Xiu's mind moved, and the yellowed paper scroll floated in front of Zheng Xiu from the gray mist.

Stroking the paper scroll, the skin-like touch made Zheng Xiu's heart a little weird.

Zheng Xiu's information was recorded on the scroll.

[Host]: [Zheng Xiu]

[Doorway]: [Prisoner]

[Derivation]: [Prison Watching the Sky (First Peek Path)] [iQue (First Peek Path)] [Projection (First Peek Path)]

[Talent]: [No business, no treachery (first glimpse of the door)]

[Experience]: [White Carp Initial Secret, Troubled Times (First Entry)]

Zheng Xiu pressed his fingertips on the [Prison Sparrow].

You are in prison, like a caged finch longing for freedom, looking forward to breaking through the cage and soaring into the sky, you can briefly let the incarnation project on you, and get a glimpse of the mysteries.

Zheng Xiu looked at the text and instantly mastered the use of [projection].

……

In the dark.

When Zheng Xiu reopened his eyes, the bright moonlight was instantly dim.

Zheng Xiu's facial features and eyebrows obviously did not change at all, but if there were other people here at this moment, they would be surprised to find that even in the humble cell, Zheng Xiu's whole body was like a layer of hazy glow.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The moment Zheng Xiu stood up, there was a crisp sound from the bones all over his body, and Zheng Xiu suddenly felt that the clothes that should be very close to him became tight.

Looking down, Zheng Xiu found that his trouser legs had also shortened by three points.

"It's me...... Grew taller. ”

Zheng Xiu rolled up his sleeves and looked at it, his breathing was sluggish.

If it is peaceful today, the country and the people are safe.

Swordsmen, sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and thaumaturgical warriors have long been outdated, and they have become good swordsmen, or become street vendors, or male farmers and women weavers, and have children.

As the richest man, Zheng Xiu naturally would not be an ordinary martial artist, so his usual figure can only be regarded as well-proportioned, not strong.

But at this time, Zheng Xiu looked at his bulging biceps muscles like a balloon, and was slightly dumbfounded.

There is nothing here that Zheng Xiu can smash and lift in one move, so as to test his strength. But the hidden strength in the well-developed muscles is visible to the naked eye.

All the abilities of the incarnation, under the effect of [projection], all fell on Zheng Xiu's body.

Zheng Xiu's mood at the moment cannot be said to be up and down, but it can be regarded as a surprise.

When he looked up, a faint hourglass appeared in Zheng Xiu's field of vision.

In the hourglass, wisps of gray silt are falling downward.

Zheng Xiu reached out to grab it, whirring the wind, and his fingers passed through the "hourglass".

"Brief projection...... It seems that this is the time of the projection. ”

That's right.

Zheng Xiu touched his forehead, and a twenty-sided dice changed from small to large, drilling out from the center of his eyebrows.

This dice is like a magic weapon in a novel, it can be big or small, it can be scaled freely, and you can advance and retreat as you like.

"Scouting."

【……】

The dice were thrown, and they didn't even spin, and they fell to the ground.

No response.

"Medical."

The dice were thrown again, but there was still no response.

Zheng Xiu was puzzled, but he vaguely sensed the key point, so he looked at Jiang Gaoyi, who was sleeping soundly on the opposite side, and secretly said sorry, and threw a [provocation] away.

The dice are thrown and spin at high speed in the void.

Smack, turn and stop, between breaths.

[Eleven. 】

[The number of points is greater than ten.] 】

[The provocation succeeded. 】

The [provocation] that has been promoted to "enter the house" is no longer the same as the [provocation] that "knows a little about the skin".

In the past, it was greater than 16 points to trigger the [Taunt] effect, but now it only takes 10 points.

"Lord Jiang, how is your family?"

Mr. Zheng greeted the other side in a friendly manner.

Call!

In the next second, Jiang Gaoyi was like crazy, stared at his eyes in the dark, lay on the fence and pointed at Zheng Xiu and shouted and scolded, looking like he wanted to kill Zheng Xiu's whole family, that look was like an evil ghost, which made Boss Zheng, the initiator of all this, secretly speechless.

Jiang Gaoyi's movement quickly attracted the night watchman, and when he saw it, what kind of wind did this old guy smoke in the middle of the night, and scolded a few words angrily, so he was ready to take Jiang Gaoyi out and whip him a few times, who let him offend Master Zheng?

They all received money, so they have to take the initiative to do things, and they can't always let Master Zheng remind them.

Zheng Xiu had been observing Jiang Gaoyi's reaction, and he was apologetic in his heart. A few minutes later, as soon as the jailer opened the prison door, Jiang Gaoyi seemed to come to his senses, stupid and at a loss.

The jailer scolded and sprinkled a handful of salt on the whip and breathed a mouthful of old white burn, as if he wanted to wake up Lord Jiang on the spot, so Master Zheng persuaded him with good words:

"Forget it, he has no grievances with someone Zheng, how can he scold me for no reason? Lord Jiang may have had a nightmare, so forget it this time. Master Zheng waved his hand: "Give Zheng a face." ”

As soon as Zheng Xiu said to give him face, the jailer turned his head to look at it, and called his mother to bless him, and his heart was pounding. Bathed in a beam of moonlight, Master Zheng's peerless beauty was light and elegant, which made him stunned for a while, thinking that he was hallucinating.

Nima's [appearance] value was accidentally shaken too outrageously at the beginning!

When Zheng Xiu saw it, he cursed in his heart, removed the [projection], and returned to normal.

At this time, the jailer also returned to normal, and he was frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly locked the cell door, not daring to say anything, and walked away in a daze.

Jiang Gaoyi sat in the prison in despair, he remembered the gaffe just now, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Before he went crazy, it was like an invisible stick forcibly stabbed into his skull, filling him with anger, unable to control himself, and unable to extricate himself.

"Master Zheng, old man, old man, old man......"

"Master Jiang doesn't need to say much." Zheng Xiu said generously to Jiang Gaoyi across the prison: "Even if we meet here, even if we are fated, I am depressed in prison, and Zheng empathizes. People are not sages, ask who in this world can be without fault? ”

Jiang Gaoyi tiptoed back into the darkness, still feeling ashamed, and said no more.

I'm sorry, Lord Jiang.

Zheng Xiu thought silently, and soon he put aside the small episodes caused by the "test ability" for the time being.

Because in the second act of the ghost, Wang Cangyun's knife was too fast, and Master Zheng quickly promoted the [Provocation] to the point of entering the room, and now judging from the moonlight, it is just past midnight, and there is still time.

In the second half of the night, Zheng Xiu did not enter the ghost again, and the workers also had time to rest, not to mention Master Zheng.

Zheng Xiu secretly tested the [Projection] ability.

Until the rooster crowed, Master Zheng yawned.

After trying for half a night, Master Zheng has a preliminary understanding of the [projection] ability.

In simple terms.

Every hour, Zheng Xiu can use the [Projection] once, and the [Projection] of the "First Glimpse of the Doorway" realm can last for about ten minutes.

Once it exceeds ten minutes, or forcibly repeats [projection] after use, Zheng Xiu will feel a tingling pain in his eyebrows and dizziness.

In the process of [projection], everything about Zheng Xiu is equivalent to the ability to incarnate [Zheng Shan].

But one thing Zheng Xiu cares about is that only the [provocation] that has reached the realm of "entering the house" can be used, and [medical theory], [investigation], and [intuition] cannot be projected into reality. Among them, perhaps "entering the house" is the key.

Initially figuring out the [projection] ability, Master Zheng had two black eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

In Zheng Xiu's view, this is the first time that ghosts and reality, incarnations and Zheng Xiu intersect.

If Zheng Xiu continues to brush in the ghost, the stronger the incarnation, the stronger he will be when Zheng Xiu [Projection].

The more you go to jail, the stronger you get!

Before dawn, Zheng Xiu planned to take a nap to replenish his energy.

Lying on the soft futon, Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, thinking about the experience of the past two days and two nights in the ghost, which was like a dream.

If Lao Wei really can't do it, Daqian will fall into civil strife again, Zheng Xiu will master the ability, even if he scatters all his family wealth, Zheng Xiu is not afraid at all.

Whether it is money or ability, it is just a tool to make a living in the world.

Of course, if there is a choice, Master Zheng hopes that he will be rich and strong.

While thinking about it, tiredness hit him, and Master Zheng fell asleep.

The sky is bright.

Early this morning, Zheng Erniang came to visit the prison alone.

She brought Zheng Xiu a piece of news that surprised him, but was not so unexpected.

Tobe Langzhong, Shi Wentong.

It's really dead.