"You're the fucking 'Masta' of Lao Tzu?" the man in the suit put his hand in his trouser pocket, and then looked down at Wang Guobin, who looked like a weak chicken.

？？？

Wang Guobin is full of question marks.

For a moment, I wanted to complain, but I didn't know where to start.

Although... Didn't encounter the impact of the illusion for the first time, and... It seems to have been recognized.

However, this feeling that suddenly has no sense of gain, and seems to have been fooled... What's going on?

The cold air around him was closed.

Wang Guobin found that he was already able to speak.

The stiff limbs and frozen fingers regained a trace of vitality.

It's just that it's still a little numb, and I don't listen to it.

"Yes... Yes!" Wang Guobin said uncertainly.

"That's right, then sign this contract!" said the man, pulling out a ghostly contract.

Then the contract turned into a wisp of black smoke and fell in front of Wang Guobin.

Take a closer look at the terms above.

Before and after... There are probably no less than a few hundred.

Including... But it's not limited to, to provide the best incense sticks and the best yellow paper to this ghost uncle who is about to make a contract, and the big girl who has to burn three paper ties every week, and take him to friendship with the female ghost every month... and so on.

Where is this contract partner, it is clearly a ghost uncle.

"Excuse me... Can I refuse?" Wang Guobin asked weakly.

"Yes, then please start preparing immediately and take the illusion test... As I would like to be informed in advance, my Illusion Test is related to the Battle of Tiannan, the hardest and most inhumane battle I have ever experienced. You'll face the ferocity of the Oni-san... The man said.

Wang Guobin immediately coaxed.

Although he didn't have a high degree of education, he had heard of the name of the Tiannan Battle.

Famous meat grinder in history.

A total of five countries were involved in the war, and the final death toll was determined to be 1.31 million.

To this day, the ruins of the site of the great battle still seem to be heard with a terrible roar, roar, and a bitter artillery fire and noise.

"Yes, I can sign it, but... I don't have any money. So can you help me earn money?" Wang Guobin asked with a faint glimmer of hope.

"No way!"

"But I can keep you alive... Without me, your body would soon be completely devoured by cancer cells. The man looked at Wang Guobin with a smile and gave a rather cruel answer.

"And then there's... You have channeled me, so I will follow you until I am tested. And if you don't pass the test, then... Your soul will be eaten by me. The man smiled maliciously, and then added a lip inexplicably.

Seems to be a little hungry.

"I'll sign!" Wang Guobin gave in!

He's not a tough guy in the first place.

Adventure Psychic··· This has exhausted the last courage of his life.

looked at Wang Guobin, who was tricked by a cunning old ghost like this.

Lin Xi didn't have the slightest sympathy, or pity.

Through Wang Guobin, it is just a corner of the basic rules of the world.

"It's also quite a magical world. ”

"There is no reincarnation in this world, and there is no underworld or underworld. All the deceased, after death, will place their souls on a favorite object in life, and then continue to watch the changes in the world from the perspective of a bystander. Until one day, he was summoned by the right person and signed a contract. ”

"In a sense, the person after death... Their souls have become a special kind of spirit. And these elves, whether they are strong or not, are closely related to the real world. Posthumously... The more people remember them and mention them again, the more powerful they become. ”

"The living are eternally separated from the extraordinary, and the real entry is only when they are dead. Even the so-called psychics have extraordinary powers, only with the help of contracted ghosts, not their own. ”

"All living psychics are seeking fame, seeking a chance to be famous in history, and then waiting for the afterlife... Become the king of the world of the dead. "Lin Xi has mastered the basic operating rules of this world.

Later, he connected this world with the previous world dominated by dream masters.

Psychic!

Dream!

Dream creations can hardly act on reality.

So, the Dream Thief, the Dream Builder... Only then will dreams be regarded as the 'real world'.

Because their strength and glory are almost all in dreams.

And the same goes for psychic.

No matter how powerful and glorious you are in life, it is all vain.

Only after death... Only when you have obtained the advent of great power will you master the true power and become a strong man.

There are similarities between the two.

And··· Some degree of convergence can be done.

"Suppose... Dream creations, and even certain powers that exist in dreams, can be channeled into reality... Or rather... In reality, if I psychic me in the dream realm, can I achieve a kind of mutant unity of the virtual and the real, and the great power belongs to myself?"

"So... The illusory multiverse of the Dream Master World has been broken through the barriers... They can be realistic. Because what they represent, the value they create is also real!" Thinking of this, Lin Xi looked at the Dream Knife Master again.

At this time, the Dream Horror Knife Master had already looked away.

It was as if the previous concentration was just an illusion.

"He did it on purpose!"

"What is he trying to tell me?"

"In these two worlds?"

Lin Xi quietly brought the two worlds closer.

Then the doors between them were opened, and they were connected to each other.

He believed that knowledge and power would be limited.

But if given the opportunity, someone will use his wisdom and think of what he thinks.

Or even go beyond this limit and go further.

Whether it's Wang Guobin or Enron.

They are all small microcosms of the larger context of the world.

But their fate, in fact, has undergone a subtle deviation from the moment they were watched by Lin Xi.

Any world··· The weak being watched by the strong can be regarded as an inexplicable and gratuitous luck.

Just like that... Suppose in a highly centralized country, the leader of a country, looks at an ordinary person for no reason.

Even such a gaze does not actually have any real meaning.

But it can't withstand too many people's interpretation.

As for... Is this a blessing or a curse... It depends on creation, on the actions of individuals.

On the side, a discussion between the Mu family demi-saint and Bai Xuan seemed to have a short-term small result.

Bai Xuan's expression was still unfathomable.

And the Mu family is a half-saint, but he does not hide the joy on his face.

It's just that this joy is not all in the eyes.

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