Han Lingling looked up at the sky again.

Behind the thick clouds in the sky, there was a hint of brilliance, so that the land would not be hidden into darkness, but it was always gray, the light was not transparent, and it was difficult to see clearly from a distance.

She didn't know how long she had been in this place.

This is obviously just an exploration mission, she spent points searching, there is no main line, no matter what she explores here, she can return.

At that time, she thought that after this task, she would go to work in the Kui Clan's Spirit Hall, and maybe she could learn something from there, no matter what she learned, at least it would be cheaper than changing it from this system space.

But when she came here, she was stuck here, and the system was like it was gone, there was no response, no connection, everything was like a nightmare.

Absurd city.

There are high-rise buildings and factories in the city, and you can see the black smoke rising from the factories from a distance, and the black smoke obscures the sun in the sky.

The plants on the street seem to have mutated, the leaves are zeroed, the branches are twisted, and nodules are often seen on the trunks, and when the nodules burst, some oil comes out.

The oil would be collected and sold in some secret shops, and after the oil from the nodules would be collected in the secret shops, several materials would be blended, one of which was the oil for the lantern.

There is a lantern to ward off demons, so there are naturally devils here, and devils often appear after the sun goes down, and they devour people's blood and souls.

Han Lingling is now just an apprentice of a small spirit hall, and her identity when she came to this world is like this.

And the director of this spirit hall is a person with a black and white Sichuan opera mask, who can't tell his age, and even his hands are hidden in his long sleeves, which is rare to see.

Most of the time, the curator hides in his room, not knowing what he is messing with.

As the only apprentice in the museum, Han Lingling is busy and busy, but fortunately, the curator still has some business on this street, can make some money, and is enough to make a living.

But Han Lingling didn't learn anything from him, and this place was so absurd that she could die even during the day.

She'd seen someone walk into a secluded alley, and let out a scream, and be drained of their hearts and souls by something unknown.

Fortunately, her inspiration is very keen, and there are a few times when she feels a hint of danger, so she takes an early detour.

And she also has the amulet of the curator of this mask on her body.

Han Lingling bought a pot of demon-dispelling lamp oil, a bundle of rune paper, and a box of cinnabar and returned to the Spirit Hall.

There is no specific name for the Spirit Hall, probably there was before, and the signboards behind it are all broken? Anyway, when Han Lingling saw it, it was gone, and occasionally heard people on the street talking, that is, decades ago, the people in this Spirit Hall died.

It was on a stormy night that he was eaten by the devil.

Then came the man in the mask.

Some people even said, "Actually, the people of the Spirit Hall were eaten by this masked man, but in fact he was the devil."

But because after many years, the curator of the mask rarely went out, and there was no one else on this street who could exorcise demons? When there was really no way, he could only come and invite the curator of the mask? Slowly, everyone accepted his existence? Despite this, he did not come and go unless necessary, and he stayed away.

And the people on this street are sympathetic to Han Lingling, because Han Lingling's identity here is an orphan, her life is difficult, and she is about to starve to death, and she only survived after she arrived in the spirit hall.

Back in the spirit hall, put all the things she bought on the table, Han Lingling lit the magic lamp, and then began to cook and eat.

She only had to cook her own food, as she hadn't seen the curator eat.

Sometimes, she also suspects that the curator is no longer human.

After she finished eating, she went back to her room to sleep.

The lamp was placed at the head of the bed and was not extinguished.

Sleeping without turning out the lamp is a habit of the people of this city, because many people never wake up in their dark sleep.

Han Lingling had a dream, in which she returned to the Shanghai city she was familiar with and entered the Kui Clan's Spirit Hall to work.

However, just as she was happy, the person who walked down from the third floor of the Kui Clan's Spirit Hall was a person wearing a black and white mask, and his whole body was covered in a black robe, which made her extremely panicked.

Then she was scared awake, and Han Lingling, who sat up from the bed, felt the sweat on her back and feel cold in the air.

The lantern next to it was still burning quietly, emitting a yellow light.

"I've dreamed, I heard that here, you should try not to dream as much as possible, especially this kind of nightmare, the devil will emerge from the nightmare and devour the spirit. Han Lingling thought about these pieces of advice, and her heart became more and more chilling.

She felt like she was about to break down and could be devoured at any moment.

Maybe the one who devoured himself was the masked curator in this spirit hall.

"I've almost forgotten what he looked like, how long has it been since I've been to Shanghai? ”

So Han Lingling found a talisman pen, wrote her name and origin on the talisman paper, and then thought about it and wrote another person's identity and name.

She felt that this person's voice and appearance could bring her a sense of security.

[Kui Lin, Director of Kui's Spirit Hall, Chief ...... of the 2015 Graduation of the Beijing Dojo]

As she wrote this, there seemed to be a sense of inspiration taking shape in the dark.

At the same time, there is an extra one on the mission world display board in a grand hall.

[Trial Scene: Hunting the Curator (New)]

Immediately a lot of people immediately started looking it up.

【Registration: Individual】

[Ability Level: Diamond+]

[Ability Bias: Magic]

......

【Publisher:Xin】

......

When everyone saw that series of conditions, many people immediately dispelled this idea, but there were still some teams who knew some secrets, and immediately looked for people with suitable conditions in their own teams to participate in this trial, because they knew that the publisher was the throne.

They don't know what the full name of the throne is, but when they encounter other powerful enemies in some worlds, they can often have room to turn around when they report the name of their throne 'Xin'.

So, in order to get more attention from the throne, they have to participate.

At the same time, some high-level people also know that when this trial task appears, it is the king who discovers a certain world, first establishes a simulated world, and asks the people under the seat to practice how to kill each other, and when they really start to invade that world, it will be much easier to kill.

And this kind of trial is not really dead.

In their hearts, the throne is their supreme command, and they are the warriors under the throne, storming the city and plundering the land for the throne.

......

Kui Lin felt like he was dreaming.

He hadn't dreamed in a long time.

When I woke up from my bed, it was dark, there wasn't even an oil lamp, and it was dark and damp.

This was Kui Lin's first feeling.

"Is this a dream?"

Kui Lin had this idea in his heart for the first time, but for a person like him, it is not normal to have a dream, let alone not to wake up after knowing that it was a dream.

At that moment, he saw a line of words writhing like a snake on the wall.

[This is false, but also true]

[One of your absurd dreams may be deciding the lives of some people]

[In ancient times, Wei Zheng slashed the evil dragon in his dream,...... ｝

There was obviously a conclusive sentence behind it, but it didn't appear, and Kui Lin sat up slowly, his body obviously a little weak.

But it seems that a lot of power can be borrowed in the dark.

In the past few days, he has participated in various experiments and watched so many cutting-edge researches, although he has not obtained any substantive spells, but his understanding of many spells has deepened a lot.

The decryption of science has made him understand many things that he didn't know why.

He once read such a passage from an ancient book, saying: "There are three forces in this world: the power of the heart, the power of heaven and earth, and the power of the starry sky." ”

The power of the mind is known to all, but the power of heaven and earth is often unclear.

The forces of heaven and earth here refer to the magnetic fields, waves, gravitational forces, elemental matter, and the like in the earth's atmosphere.

And the power of the starry sky is not well understood in the current science and technology, and there is naturally little explanation.

Kui Lin got out of bed, pushed open the door, and looked up at the sky, there were no stars, only thick clouds, he didn't know if this was an illusory world or a real world.

If it is the real world, then there are at least two forces that can be applied here, and if it is false, then only the power of the mind can be used.

He walked around this small room, and when he saw Han Lingling lying on the table from one room, he was even more surprised.

Then, he woke Han Lingling up.

Han Lingling sat up in a daze, the moment she saw Kui Lin, she almost jumped up and hid behind, and after looking at Kui Lin for a while, she still trembled and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?" ”

Kui Lin didn't answer, but looked at a piece of talisman paper on the table, on which his name was written, and there were very detailed coordinates.

He knew he was called.

This is a kind of spiritual calling, although the power is extremely weak, but under the action of some powerful existence, this call can become extremely powerful, and even let yourself respond subconsciously, and as if entering a dream, but you can't wake up.

"Which throne is it, and what is the purpose?" Kui Lin thought about this in his heart, looking at Han Lingling's frightened gaze.

Thinking again, no wonder she didn't appear in her Spirit Pavilion again, she had fallen into this kind of place.

"I am neither a man nor a ghost, I am him. Kui Lin picked up the talisman paper on the bed with his name written on it, handed it to Han Lingling, and said, "Put it away, you can use it as a talisman." ”

Lamp pen