man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 81 [Thousands of bubbles are born here]

Zheng Xiu looked at the skeleton chair.

The first time I sat it was a little tight.

I'm used to sitting in the back, and that's it.

Now in front of the game table, thick fog invaded, and two creepy arms stretched out of the fog.

The arms are spread out, as if to say: Please sit down.

It seems to be saying: Sit down, sir.

"Sit and sit."

Zheng Xiu's ability to accept any weird events is no longer what it used to be.

After sitting down, Zheng Xiu faced the pair of white arms across the table.

"who are you?"

Zheng Xiu asked.

[You know, your question cannot be answered here. 】

[If you live in a mystery from the beginning. 】

[No answer. 】

Zheng Xiu was taken aback.

With his arm in the fog, he suddenly raised his index finger.

It's like between the two hands, in the fog, there is a face and a mouth.The index finger is just on the lips.

Oh...

【Who are you? 】

【Where are you from? 】

【Where is this place? 】

【Why do you exist? 】

[There are thousands of questions in the world, and the answers are already in your heart. 】

[In front of you, it is like a mirror. 】

【In the mirror, what you think is weird can be anyone you want to see. 】

The mist twisted and suddenly turned into a smooth mirror, a mirror like black jade.

It's like an ever-dark entrance, like a door leading to an abyss.

In the mirror, as Zheng Xiu's thoughts changed, familiar figures flashed in the mirror.

Zheng Erniang.

Qing Thirteen.

Ji Hong lotus root.

squeak.

Bobo.

Pei Gaoya.

Zheng Haoran.

Zheng Shan.

Zheng evil.

Fengbei.

Wang Cangyun.

A figure flashed in the mirror.

Finally, it was fixed on Zheng Xiu's own face.

Through the dark mirror, Zheng Xiu really felt like he was looking in a mirror, and the "Zheng Xiu" in the mirror was equally astonished, puzzled, and unbelievable.

Kakaka.

Surprised, [Purgatory] made a move, Zheng Xiu's face paled, and he threw the chain blade towards the mirror.

The mirror actually gave Zheng Xiu an ominous feeling when facing the ever-darkness.

Boo!
The chain blade sank into the pitch-black mirror, and rippled in circles, leaving only the chain outside the mirror.

【You find that you can't get the answer. 】

"Play charades with me, huh?"

Zheng Xiu quickly calmed himself down, and he suddenly remembered his [Prisoner] method.

The cage in front of him seems to allow him to master extraordinary thaumaturgy, but in fact, the more intuitive implication is that he is trapped here.

Trapped in the prison of the mind.

Since it is a prison, it means that there must be something outside the prison.

Zheng Xiu has long been vaguely aware of this, thaumaturgy is accompanied by restrictions and rules, but whether it is rules or restrictions, it has long been shown that aliens, thaumaturgy, and thaumaturgy have never been without risk.

The two arms are gradually retracted towards the mirror.

Kakaka.

I don't know how far the Purgatory Twin Blades traveled in the mirror, until the limit of the chain, but it still couldn't reach the end. Zheng Xiu felt the pulling pain from his arms, so he had no choice but to withdraw the chain blade.

At this time, the other arm raised an index finger again.

[Please turn to page 670 of the rule book. 】

[Please look at the fifth last line. 】

Hey!
Zheng Xiu endured the nausea, looked at the big eyes that were rolling around on the purple cover, and turned to page 670.

I don't know how many languages ​​there are in the "Table Rule Book".

Both dog language and cat language are available.

What Zheng Xiu was indoctrinated at first was only a very small part.

Turn to page 670.

The fifth last row.

There was actually a word he recognized secretly hidden on it.

Can you still hide like this?
Zheng Xiu's expression was numb, and he looked intently.

That is a sentence - [All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such. 】

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth: "Buddha, Buddha, Buddhist scriptures?"

[Please turn to page 450 of the rule book. 】

[Please look at the penultimate line. 】

Zheng Xiu flipped through the book.

He felt that at this moment, he was very much like Dou Xie who was struggling to turn the pages of the book in order to seek the thaumaturgy.

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive!
Mr. Zheng swore that he would never bully Dou Xie again.

If he breaks his oath, he is willing to be punished with sticks and whips.

Finally turned to the corresponding place.

The fourth last row.

[One thought is born, one thought is extinguished, and thousands of bubbles are born here. 】

Page [-].

The third last row.

[Only where you go, anchor the truth. 】

Page 320.

second last row.

[The only way, the only way. 】

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pages.

the last line.

[Escape from the cage. 】

The four most conspicuous words writhed like bugs in a bunch of weird languages.

Twisting and twisting, the words disappeared from the rule book, leaving only a dazzling blank there, as if those four words never existed.

Zheng Xiu was stunned, watching the purple rule book gradually disappear into black smoke.

In a blink of an eye, the purple leather rule book, the gray fog on the opposite side of the game table, and those hands all turned into phantoms and floated out of the cage.

Zheng Xiu stared at the hand, everything on the game table disappeared.

It's not that he was indifferent, but that he couldn't help it.

Outside the prison is a world he doesn't understand.

"You're leaving now?"

"Dog KP!"

"Do you know that the Riddler died a terrible death!"

"Go back!"

Zheng Xiu was angry, and the chain shot out from his palm, but was bounced back by a strange ripple between the rusted fence.

The purple leather rule book also disappeared.

pat.

A white [Rule Book] fell from the escaping gray mist.

Those hands finally left something behind.

Although everything that happened in the prison was quite strange.

He seemed to be having a strange conversation.

But it seems not.

Zheng Xiu quickly calmed down.

"Boo~boo~boo~"

He poked the four-headed miniature Feng Bei's face, and his depressed mood was relieved a bit.

"I want to see what the rulebook is."

Inside the purple leather rule book, there is a rule book hidden.

Great justice is hidden in evil, and big birds are hidden in the forest.

He inadvertently picked the pimple on his forehead.

Looking at the blood-red dice on the table.

A noun blurted out: "Strange thing?"

Feng Bei is a stranger, and he is also a stranger.

There are many similarities between him and Feng Bei.

When Feng Bei seemed to make a shot with all his strength, the shadow of Baizhang standing behind him, the shadow as thick as a ghost, and the shadow like Feng Nantian, made Zheng Xiu involuntarily put "it" and the pair that appeared just now out of the gray mist. The outstretched "riddle arms" are linked together.

Yes, Zheng Xiu decided to call the pair of dog KP who came and went in a hurry and hid in the gray fog "Riddle Arms".

One day he will enter the mist outside the prison of his mind, drag out the riddle arm and chop it up.

Zheng Xiu poked it, retracted his finger, and the small teleportation door leading to [Post Station Fengbei] opened and closed. Zheng Xiu repeatedly rubbed against the edge of [Post Station Fengbei], as if jumping to death.

The question of "whether to enter the post station Fengbei" kept popping up in front of my eyes.

But this feeling of teasing the miniature Fengbei dolls is quite interesting.

Zheng Xiu was playing, and his mood returned to normal.

The riddle arm seemed to be conveying some kind of message to him.

Five four three two one, a total of five sentences.

[All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed in this way. 】

[One thought is born, one thought is extinguished, and thousands of bubbles are born here. 】

[Only where you go, anchor the truth. 】

[The only way, the only way. 】

[Escape from the cage. 】

Zheng Xiu recalled the whole puzzle, peeling off the cocoons, and his thoughts finally stopped on the last sentence [escape from the cage].

"it is good."

Zheng Xiu was determined and had an idea.

These years, rich businessmen are not for nothing, Zheng Xiu quickly accepted the status quo and made plans for the next step.

First open the rule book and take a look.

It doesn't matter if you don't turn it over, once you turn it over, it will directly scare Zheng Xiu.

There is a sword printed on the first page of the rule book.

A broken ancient sword.

Behind the ancient sword is the Boundless Sword Tomb, full of bleak and murderous atmosphere like an ancient battlefield.

[Heaven and earth exchange gangs and return to one sword intent].

Zheng Xiu rubbed his fingers on the page, and [Heaven and Earth Return to One Sword Intent] was actually rubbed out of the page by Zheng Xiu's fingers, turning into a ball of golden flames.

"This name... is so domineering!"

Compared with ordinary traits, this golden trait is like an extremely rare SSR in a pile of krypton gold cards. It is eye-catching and makes other green flames on the game table pale in comparison.

In the center of the flames, the shadow of a broken sword was vaguely seen standing in the center of the flames.

Zheng Xiu was about to insert the golden flame into Zheng E's avatar, but failed, unable to install it.

Lines of text then emerged.

Ten lines in a row.

Zheng Xiu read the hidden rules and suddenly realized.

It turns out that this golden SSR cannot be equipped at will, it will occupy a separate grid of the avatar, and once installed, it cannot be removed.

Moreover, the avatar's [origin] must be related to the "sword".

Zheng Xiu has always thought that the [birth] of the avatar is like a background board, which has no other purpose except to look good.

But the hidden rules let Zheng Xiu understand that any attribute and setting of the avatar has a deep meaning, which should not be underestimated.

Then, the third incarnation can't be done casually - of course Zheng Xiu didn't intend to do it casually from the beginning.

The seventh door can only be opened in the year of the monkey, and each incarnation is a precious vest for Zheng Xiu to walk in the world.

"and many more."

[Origin] of the incarnation.

[Zheng Shan] was born as a painter, but he doesn't understand Danqing painting at all.

[Zheng E] was born into a scholarly family, but his [knowledge] is terribly low.

If the [Birthplace] column has other meanings, is it related to thaumaturgy?
Holding the golden flame of sword intent in the palm of his hand, an extremely bold idea suddenly appeared in Zheng Xiu's mind.

There are ways in the world, and great wonders are hidden in the city.

Then,

When the avatar follows the rules and assumes a certain identity,

Can you see other avenues?

(End of this chapter)