"It should be here!" Galloping all the way to the location provided by Liu Ming before dusk, Yuan Qingwei looked at the surrounding environment, which was an old-fashioned community.

It is the first batch of residential areas built according to the architecture of the new era after the handover between Dahua and Western civilization.

The small buildings of five or six stories are densely clustered together, and compared with the new-style community of more than 20 floors not far away, it is like green onion seedlings planted under big trees.

In addition, the Gundam in the community has grown for more than ten years, which can be called dense greenery, which makes people feel a little depressed.

"Ding Dong!" Walking up to a residential building, Yuan Qingwei pressed the doorbell, but two or three minutes later, no one came to open it, and Yuan Qingwei pressed it again.

About ten minutes passed, and Yuan Qingwei pressed the door of the neighbor's house.

The door was opened by an elderly woman who looked like she was fifty or sixty years old, but with gray hair, she looked at Yuan Qingwei and said strangely: "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Is there anyone across from you?" Yuan Qing smiled and spoke, in fact, he had already felt that there was someone in the opposite room, but the state inside was a little strange, so he chose to ask from the mouth next to him.

As a monk in the late stage of the mage realm, Yuan Qingwei's spiritual power can easily infect ordinary people, although this mother-in-law is strange about Yuan Qingwei's origin, but she still knows everything about Yuan Qingwei's inquiry.

And her answer was not as expected by Yuan Qingwei, the information she got from this mother-in-law was completely different from the information collected by Liu Ming at the beginning.

According to the mother-in-law, in the house that Yuan Qingwei was looking for, there lived a man whose parents had died, and he rarely went out on weekdays, and he didn't know what he was doing all day long.

Yuan Qingwei nodded when he heard this, and casually sketched a few seal inscriptions into the surroundings, and the nearby residents remembered that they seemed to have something to do, or suddenly wanted to do something, and left in twos and threes.

Then Yuan Qingwei sent a message to Liu Ming and entered directly through the wall.

Yuan Qingwei, who entered the room, felt a depressing and evil aura

"Who are you! How did it end up in my house? Yuan Qingwei turned his head and saw a man in a mess walking out of the room.

The man was wearing wide short sleeves, his hair was greasy and seemed to have not been cleaned for seven or eight days, and there was a rancid smell similar to that of the elderly.

"Excuse me, do you know Guan Cheng? I'm his master, and I heard that he came here this morning, so I came to him! ”

"Guan Cheng? Oh! I know him, but ......" The man lowered his head and whispered, "Isn't he a monster in the game?" How can you say that you are his master! That's not right! Guan Cheng is a Taoist priest, and you seem to be a Taoist priest, could it be that I have crossed over? Or reversed! ”

Through the man's somewhat confused language, Yuan Qingwei vaguely guessed the problem, but before he could say anything, the man opposite suddenly raised his head.

Green tendons appeared on the originally greasy face, and the green tendons quickly drilled out from under the skin, dancing up and down like tentacles, quickly entangled, turning into an iron helmet with a hexagonal bottom, put on the man's head, and then the green tendons continued to spread downward, and the originally slightly obese figure was quickly replaced by strong muscles.

Eventually, all the green tendons converged into his hands and turned into a giant machete.

With a murmur that was enough to make ordinary people crazy, the machete slashed at Yuan Qingwei.

The terrifying power rolled up a suffocating momentum, but strangely, where the machete passed, it didn't hurt anything in the room.

"What is this?" Yuan Qing paused slightly, stretched out a hand, his index finger and middle finger were together, the mana converged on it, and his skin became crystal clear, like a jade stone, and it was dotted on the path of the machete.

"Ding!" After the sound of Jin Yu's light touch, Yuan Qing did not move at all, and the sharp machete also stayed in front of him, and the man raised the machete again in disbelief and came several times in a row, but was easily stopped by Yuan Qingwei.

"Is that all there is to it?" Yuan Qingwei shook his head, flicked his fingers, and his fingertips hit the blade mountain of the machete, starting from the junction of the two, cracks emerged, and then the whole machete was broken inch by inch, Yuan Qingwei flicked his long sleeves, and the breath of the sage emerged, sweeping over the man.

The terrifying image that enveloped his body vanished in an instant, and the evil aura that had accumulated in the room quickly collapsed.

Only a little halo flew out, Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand to take it, and sighed: "Although it is very different from mine, there is still the authority of the game in the foundation!" ”

Yuan Qingwei casually sent the man out of the door, and after sketching a few seals to protect him, he walked into his room and saw a strange factory on the open computer screen.

In the center of the factory is a huge furnace, surrounded by iron cages filled with all sorts of strange materials, some of which are rotting balls of flesh, some of which are dull eyeballs, and some of which are arms full of mouths.

Yuan Qingwei took a step forward, moved the mouse at will, and saw various introductions.

**Heart: A person who has been failing, his heart has been full of holes, plus all other reasons, and even beginning**, he is no longer willing to accept anyone's kindness, but simply wants to live alone until death comes. For society, he is dead. Blue material, which can be used as the core of monsters......

Verbal violence: The Internet is a mirror that can reflect another aspect of a person's psyche, and as a loser in reality, the most favorite thing for the owner of this arm to do is to use his hands to make up horrific lies that bring sin and pain. Blue material, which can be used as a secondary material for monsters, can enhance ......

……

Yuan Qingwei didn't wrinkle tightly, and clicked on the furnace in the center again, just to see the monster image that appeared on the man just now, and at the same time, there was also a brief introduction of him below.

One of the things that caught Yuan Qingwei's attention the most was one of the passages.

"Violence, change, discrimination, inequality...... Opportunity, treatment, reform, acceptance, maintenance, containment ......"

"The balance between good and evil has been upset, and violence has driven out good ......"

"He is a messenger of violence, a vanguard of discrimination, a reality of inequality ......"

"Bastard!" Yuan Qing slightly suppressed the anger in his heart, and after scolding in a low voice, a faint light suddenly appeared on the screen, and at the same time, all the residual evil aura in the entire room suddenly converged, trying to involve Yuan Qingwei in it.

"It's ...... Want to introduce me to the world of gaming? Yuan Qingwei felt the surging power around him, and he didn't resist too much, just under the wrapping of the breath, he integrated into the computer screen. And when Yuan Qingwei entered the screen, a slight burst of electricity appeared in this high-configuration computer, followed by bursts of white smoke.