Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 534: A blessing in disguise
Chapter 534 A blessing in disguise
When things have developed to this point, many issues need not be explained clearly. Give me the advertising card and bring me the first commissioned Xia Qingzhi. There is a 70% chance that she is related to the underworld show.
"Is this also the layout of the show?" I looked at the delicate pendant on my phone, and felt a chill for no reason. I never thought that this small and inconspicuous pendant would play an irreplaceable role in deep dreams.
Until now, I'm still not sure about the relationship between Xia Qingzhi and the show. The thin shoulders, wearing a school uniform, and a cute figure appeared in my mind: "Maybe she doesn't know the truth, but she was just affected."
Recalling the scenes of getting along with Xia Qingzhi, I can't find a trace of doubt. In my opinion, she is a very ordinary female high school student, and I even have a little sympathy for her.
In this world, only she knows my secret, and only she knows that I am the anchor of the underworld show. Similarly, I also know her secret. Xia Chi's disappearance is a mystery. In the whole city, only she and I know about it.
Knowing each other well and knowing the bottom line, this is why I have been unwilling to doubt Xia Qingzhi.
"During the live broadcast of the real death game, Xia Chi told me that there are people in the underworld show hidden beside me, so I should always be careful. When he said this, Du Yu was present, so it can be temporarily ruled out that it is Du Yu. Judging from the current situation, this person is very likely to be Xia Qingzhi." I clenched my fists, trying to get that innocent face out of my mind: "Now is not the time to think about these things, if you can't escape from the deep dream, Everything outside will have nothing to do with me."
"Anchor, are you okay? I think you've acted abnormally since you entered this building." Truman stood outside the door. He didn't dare to approach the door, as if he was afraid of what was imprisoned inside. Scary monster.
"It's okay." I smiled lightly, without showing any flaws in my facial expression, and thought to myself: "What's in the door? Why is this place abandoned? If this is really the layout of the show, why did they Didn't post a live broadcast task for me?"
This is also the point that I can't figure out the most. If Xia Qingzhi in reality is someone from the show, and this live broadcast took a lot of effort to enter the deep dream, they will definitely make the best use of everything and give full play to my best value to accomplish their purpose, but the show did not release any tasks related to this block, and it is estimated that even they did not expect that I will not only enter the deep dream, but also find this place.
"Is it because I didn't hand in the Dream Wing Gu in the last live broadcast, which caused dissatisfaction on the show? Or is it because I have the potential to usurp life, and the show is worried that I will become the second double-faced Buddha, so it treats me Not at ease?" Thinking of this, I can almost be sure that Xia Qingzhi's giving me the plum blossom pendant might have been an accident, and the plum blossom pendant should be more than just a key.
The show is worried about my loyalty. In fact, I did have the idea of betraying the show in my heart. After all, according to the rules of the show, it is too difficult to accumulate 10,000 points. It is better to find out and crack the Plum Blossom Gu method, and then it would be more cost-effective to cooperate with Xia Chi and the others.
I thought for a while, and quickly made a decision. I removed the plum blossom pendant, put the phone away, and then prepared to unlock it.
"There are staff members of the show hidden among the water friends in the live broadcast room. They have been watching the whole process of my live broadcast. There is nothing wrong with being defensive. As for the water friends, everyone is used to the temporary black screen anyway."
Pinch the plum blossom pendant, stuff it into the lock cylinder, and it fits perfectly.
Turn it lightly, and the composite lock makes the sound of the spring snapping off. I push it along the way, and the last door finally opens.
"Old Chu, you stay outside, I'll come out in a while." After telling Truman a few words, I entered the house.
"The carpet, cabinet, and desk are no different from other rooms." I knocked and tapped in the room, not missing any details, and finally found something.
There is a hidden door behind the closet. It is not clear what material it is made of, just like a frosted glass.
"The secret hidden in the house should be here." I turned my head and looked out. Truman stood in the corridor, nodded to me, and said in a low voice-safety for the time being.
I moved the closet to the side, and slowly pushed open the secret door, this special door just opened halfway, and something slipped out.
Looking down, one by one, the broken paper masks fell outside the door.
"This..." The strength in my hand increased, and when I completely pushed the secret door open, I was stunned.
In the dark room of about ten square meters, there are piles of paper doll masks!
Yellowed and damaged, just the airflow generated by opening the door completely shattered part of the mask into fly ash.
"How long have these masks been piled up here? How come there are so many masks?" Every room is full of people, and each person is allocated a mask, so it is possible to accumulate so many people.”
Looking at the piles of paper masks, my scalp is numb. I know the meaning of these paper masks in the dream. Each mask probably represents a soul and a memory: "Once the show So many people were buried here? This is comparable to a mass grave on the battlefield!"
After two or three seconds, I quickly calmed down, and the shock on my face was quickly replaced by excitement. According to my previous experience, there may be a dream weed growing next to every paper mask!
"This kind of plant that only grows in dreams is rooted in memory. I like the souls that are filled with all kinds of emotions." With a touch of light green, my heart slowly rose, and I didn't stop the movement of my hands. As more and more paper masks were removed, emerald green plants that symbolized life emerged in my vision .
"There are so many!" Adam's apple rolled, and the corners of my mouth raised unconsciously. Under the mask of the paper figurine, there were plants of Dreaming Weed, too many to count!
"Now, the Dream Wing Gu can not only recover, but probably can break through itself and become stronger." The Dream Wing Gu enters my liver orifice, the stronger it is, the more help it will bring to me.
I stretch out my hands like locusts in transit, unwilling to let any one go.
I don't want to come in the deep dream again in my life, the opportunity is rare, naturally there is not a single plant left, take them all away!
Five, ten, twenty!
When I swallowed the 30th strain, I had been in a deep sleep, but the Dream Wing Gu that was passively absorbed finally woke up.
The dreamlike light blue butterfly wings flap gently, scattering dream dust like starlight.
The tentacles on the top of its head stretched gently, as if it had a sweet dream, and there was still a bit of laziness in its eyes.
"Little guy, you're finally awake." With a smile on my face, I don't like to owe others, especially those who have helped me. The guilt was gone for a long time.
Perhaps heard my voice, Dream Wing Gu secretly hid in the corner of the liver orifice holding the only part of the thousand-year-old Sophora japonica flower, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by me, he looked like a miserly miser .
"As for? Am I that bad in your eyes?" I shook my head and continued to absorb Dream Wing Grass. They are full of vitality, their souls seem to be purified, their thinking is unprecedentedly clear, and their ideas have increased a lot: "I feel that my head has become more flexible and full of energy. I feel tired after drawing four or five talismans on weekdays. Now I guess It is not a big problem to draw ten talismans in a row."
Mind is extremely important for a practitioner, but it is very difficult to improve it. The only way to improve is to rely on self-cultivation, and slowly grow in a subtle way. But this time, because of devouring a large amount of Dreaming Grass, my mind burst into a blowout, and now I guess it is a level higher than that of Leng Qingxuan, the true disciple of Maoshan.
"It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." Fifty Dreaming Weeds, this is only a quarter of the entire dark room, my eyes lit up, and I decided to absorb all these Dreaming Weeds.