May 20, a little summer.

On this day, if the turbidity does not drop, the temperature in the real world will soar.

People feel thirsty as long as they work a little.

Not long ago, during the Dragon Boat Festival, because of the rise of turbidity, it was easy for people to break out in their hearts.

On that day, both the company and the police department were very busy.

There were too many events that week.

But this time, Xiaoxia was unexpected, and there was no change.

When the turbidity drops dramatically, it has little to no effect on the real world after it falls below a certain value.

And May 20, in the solar calendar, is a dog licking robbery, is a group of people who voluntarily do not regard themselves as people, and have a reasonable Valentine's Day Qixi Festival not to celebrate, but they have to change this festival to give money to the opposite sex, this festival is not divided between men and women.

But the lunar calendar does not say so, although the young people of Longxia are already very abstract, but it is not so abstract that even the twentieth day of May of the lunar calendar is also used to make offerings to the master.

At ten o'clock in the evening of May 20, Qin Ze returned to his residence.

The seventh floor of the thirteenth building of the new city community.

When he returned, the first thing he heard was, "My dear, you're back."

It was Little Joe's voice.

Then, he glanced at the somewhat wilted copper coin grass and poured some water on it.

Today's summer heat has little impact on people, but it still has a certain impact on the old calendar plant of copper coin grass.

After doing all this, Qin Ze looked at today's calendar......

Thinking that the new day has not come, hurry up and make a taboo.

However, the calendar shows the following text.

[Qin Ze, the old calendarist, killed the seventh god on May 20, and the calendar is currently closed. Will be unlocked after two hours. 】

Only then did he realize that today was May 20th.

I was in the maze for six days.

Tomorrow is the last day to be able to break taboos, and as soon as tomorrow passes, we will have to enter the dormant period again.

Qin Ze could only wait patiently.

He was going to do cleaning, and the house hadn't been cleaned for six days.

When his gaze fell on Xiao Qiao, Qin Ze found that Xiao Qiao's skin had become ruddy, and he could see the thin blood vessels.

After going through hardships again and again, Xiao Qiao will be closer to the real person.

But I don't know what the meaning of these changes will be in the end.

What would happen if Little Joe had become a real life completely?

"Do you want to take a shower together? You stink right now. ”

Qin Ze nodded:

"I'm going to take a shower, but you forget it."

Xiao Qiao smiled:

"I can be a little sluggish, you can be a puppet when I am. Continue. ”

It can't be the same as it always was.

Now Qin Ze could even hear Xiao Qiao's heartbeat.

It also made him realize...... If you take Xiao Qiao out again, the powerful enemy can tell that this is not a puppet.

So now that Xiao Qiao is more and more real, there will be many drawbacks.

"If you're disobedient, I don't mind taking you apart."

Little Joan was separated, with a little resentment in her eyes.

It seems that Qin Ze is a person who can't cover his heat.

Qin Ze didn't pay attention to Xiao Qiao, and quickly soaked in the bathtub and enjoyed it comfortably.

"I hope it's a good day to bathe."

He thought so, looking forward to what would happen next.

"If I kill the god of duty, there will definitely be a very rich reward, right?"

"Maybe there will be several 'qualities', with the two points I have accumulated before, if I put all of them into it......"

Ghost God Realm?

Qin Ze shook his head, no, it was likely to be the peak of the Ghost God Realm.

Maybe if you work hard, you will be able to enter the heavens within a month.

So the time for him to step into the heavens and men may be the fastest in history, right?

This thought made Qin Ze quite excited.

There is a feeling that a racing game has held a racing record.

At this time, Qin Ze suddenly heard a wail.

The voice came from the back of my head.

"The host...... I'm so miserable......"

Qin Ze understood, this was the voice of banker Lü Buwei.

Lü Buwei's soul was given as a sacrifice to the Lord of the Labyrinth, and now he has returned.

But it seems that the process of fusion is a little painful, and Qin Ze feels understandable.

After all, it's a soul stitch.

He didn't pay much attention to it, but said:

"Wait patiently."

……

……

There is still an hour left until May 21.

Sima Yi returned to his café, and the baguettes had made him feel bored.

He's ...... now. It's like Nantong after going to Shudu and then being refined by the locals.

Strangely, the pain of that intense, soul-merging isn't over yet.

And in this painful process, Sima Yi frequently thought of Qin Ze.

It made him feel that something was wrong.

"What the hell is going on?"

It's like the other half of the soul is out of control.

Sima Yi knew that he would step into the realm of heaven and man tonight and become the strongest historian in history.

In a sense, after stepping into the realm of heaven and man, he will be a low-profile version of the Labyrinth King.

Able to use other people's memories as material to create means to deal with others.

This also means that he has officially entered the ranks of the "top powerhouse".

But he was in great pain at the moment, so painful that it seemed like none of this mattered.

Sima Yi is Sima Yi in the end, endured such pain, and began to think about the source.

"When my soul is separated, I hardly feel any pain."

"So it stands to reason...... The soul should not be so painful when it is returned to me. ”

There were some unfamiliar memories in my mind, and I thought of Qin Ze from time to time......

And Qin Ze in his memory seems to be carrying holy light.

Damn it.

This made Sima Yi feel disgusted, but he couldn't erase this disgust.

Not long after, when there was still half an hour before twelve o'clock, Sima Yi finally knew what the problem was!

"It's not my half of my soul!! Damn it! It's not my soul! ”

"This is Qin Ze's half of his soul!"

After killing the Lord of the Labyrinth, the detained soul did return.

But - Qin Ze and Sima Yi are always in a state of white umbilical cord connection.

So it's not impossible for this kind of thing to happen......

No, this is a definite bad outcome for Sima Yi now.

"Qin Ze also realized that he had to enter the maze through the bug, so he also made a choice, and he also consumed fifty percent of his soul."

"But what he consumes is not his own, but what belongs to him at the level of the old calendar."

"Damn! Damn it! Why did things turn out like this! ”

There are two choices in front of Sima Yi -

First, reconstruct the memory of the other half of his soul, so that this half of the soul is "localized", believing that he is Sima Yi.

He'd done it many times.

Second, find Qin Ze and find a way to complete the soul exchange.

Sima Yi prefers the second option, because although the first one can eliminate some problems......

But there are still many hidden dangers - his own other half of his soul is in Qin Ze's hands.

God knows what kind of bad effects this will have.

This old calendarer, who was about to directly become the top master of the Heaven and Man Realm, roared out in pain.

My mind is full of roaring and questioning, why!

And...... From time to time, Qin Ze, who flashed twice, seemed to be a god with holy light.

……

……

"I can't wait! Master! Something went wrong! It's not my soul! ”

Lü Buwei was dying in agony, and his voice sounded like he was being executed by some kind of cruel punishment.

Qin Ze frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?"

At this moment, he also realized that something seemed wrong, so he let go of some permissions, allowing Lü Buwei to have the qualifications to talk to him.

"I feel like my memory is messed up...... I can't tell who I am! I seem to ...... There are many, many identities! ”

Lü Buwei's voice was already a little hoarse.

Qin Ze suddenly stood up from the bathtub, as smart as him, of course he knew very well what Lu Buwei's words meant.

"Holy! No way! ”

I didn't feel sorry for Lu Buwei's pain for a moment, and now I reached the happiness in the heart of the Lezi people—it was Sima Yi's other half of the soul who was with me!

This thought made the corners of Qin Ze's mouth even more difficult to suppress than AK47.

He sat back in the tub, touched his chin, and thought:

"Lü Buwei can't tell who he is......

"And the last one couldn't tell who he was...... It's Sima Yi. ”

Of course, it has to be Sima Yi, and it can't be Li Huowang, the crew next door.

Qin Ze himself had seen the exaggerated memory net in Sima Yi's heart.

Like the eyes of flies, they are densely intertwined in the sky.

Who can tell the difference?

The loss is that Qin Ze went to the vortex maze, he went late, he stayed for a long time, and if he stayed for a long time, under the influence of confusion, he would not be able to tell the difference.

Everything makes sense.

"No wonder, Sima Yi and Lu Buwei are so painful."

"When I sacrificed my soul, Lu Buwei didn't say a word."

"There's no reason why it doesn't hurt to split the soul, but it hurts to fuse the soul."

"Unless, it's not your own soul that is fused."

"It's like forcibly struggling a key that doesn't belong to a certain door into a keyhole."

"Funny ......"

Qin Ze really didn't feel bad about Lu Buwei's pain, even if Lu Buwei was the key to clearing the customs.

After all, Lü Buwei came to ask for his life at the beginning, and now Lü Buwei is just a prop.

What he was thinking about now was...... How to use this half of Sima Yi's soul to blackmail Sima Yi.

"Sima Yi will definitely find a way to get this soul back, and the soul itself is a bargaining chip."

Qin Ze thought that it was a sure thing for him to break through the ghosts and gods.

But to break through to the Celestials, some help may be needed.

You, Sima Yi, as a participant in killing the god of value, have to gain some quality, right?

This Mr. Sima Yi, you don't want your soul to fall into the hands of others, do you?

For the first time, Qin Ze realized that he was so happy to be a bad guy.

This kind of bad thing that will not cause the old white calendar to turn black can be done a little more in the future.

Of course, he wanted more than that.

"That's good. But it's not good enough. I'll have to ask if there's an old-fashioned profession that works on souls. ”

"Anyway, if it falls into my hands, there is no reason why it is not good to develop."

Qin Ze smiled evilly, like a villain.

And the one who was supposed to be the villain, the big devil who was about to enter the realm of heaven and man, was in pain at the moment.

At this time, Qin Ze's phone rang.

Qin Ze picked up the phone on the mobile phone shelf next to the bathtub, and when he saw that it was the commander's call, he immediately connected the phone.

"Qin Ze? It's you, right? Are you okay? ”

"I'm fine. It's me. What's wrong? ”

"Heh, Yuan Fen is back, he just called me, and the whole person is crying, saying that he doesn't want to make taboos anymore."

Yuan Fen?

Qin Ze thought about it, and suddenly, it was the locksmith.

"He's back, that's good, that's good, I'm still thinking, I'm going to find him, but although the labyrinth has collapsed, it's still very messy. And I was forcibly repatriated at that time. ”

The commander on the other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, and said in a somewhat inquiring tone:

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Yuan Fen also talked about the labyrinth, and also mentioned the collapse of the labyrinth, I didn't care about it at the time, I thought it would be good if he came back."

"But as far as I know, there is only one labyrinth in the old calendar world, right?"

The commander was also alarmed by what he had in mind:

Qin Ze...... What is the maze collapsing? ”

Qin Ze didn't want to pretend to be forced.

However, at this point, he had to pretend, and he said in a very normal and plain tone:

"Well, there is only one labyrinth, and that is the Sen Luo Labyrinth of the Seventh God Labyrinth Lord."

"As for the labyrinth collapsing, it's because the seventh god is dead. Yuan Fen was originally trapped in the maze, and he may not be absorbed by the maze because of some special state, but he couldn't leave the maze. ”

"Now that the seventh god is dead, and the labyrinth is destroyed, he has come out. Very good, Commander, Yuan Fen is fine, right? ”

Is Yuan Fen the focus now? I'm not happy for Yuan Fen's return for a moment!

The Commander asked:

"What did you just say, you said the seventh value of God...... He's dead? ”

"That's worth it! How did it die? Its death has nothing to do with you. ”

秦泽 says:

"The cause of its death is complicated and has something to do with me, but I can't say, Commander, you are the nominal number one of the company now."

"I'm your subordinate, and I can only tell you that I and a very powerful mysterious person have indeed done a big thing."

"But I can't tell you who this man is."

"And, I want you to keep it a secret for me. After tonight, I'll be in the realm of ghosts...... Even, maybe more than I originally expected. ”

The commander was incredulous.

More than expected? This kid is going to ascend to the sky? One step over the ghosts?

What kind of adventure does this have to be to make such progress?

The commander took a deep breath and calmed his mood:

"When you're free, I think I can arrange for you to meet the chairman. And, I need to talk to you about it. ”

"The day after tomorrow, my calendar will be dormant again the day after tomorrow."

Qin Ze said and prepared to hang up the phone. Twelve o'clock is just around the corner.

It was at this time that something suddenly occurred to him.

"By the way, Commander, locksmith, is it after the strength reaches a certain level...... Can any door be opened? ”

"Yes, many doors in the conceptual sense can be opened as long as the concept exists."

"Okay, I know, please cultivate Yuan Fen well, maybe soon, we need him."

The commander was a little incomprehensible, but Qin Ze had already hung up the phone at this time.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock.

On this day, all three old calendarists stepped into a new level.

What Yuan Fen didn't expect was that his old calendar also had an unexpected harvest on this day.

(End of chapter)