Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

Yan Lan was stunned and shouted in her heart, "Damn it. This little mouse really dares to say anything. He has bitten a big melon... No, looking at this, could it be that I am the protagonist?" !
She Jun stood up suddenly, his fingers holding the fan shaking with anger: "I think you are going to rebel!"

Yan Lan didn't want to get involved at all, so she stood up immediately and took the best advice: "You guys continue, I'll leave first."

"Don't leave!" Zi Sui jumped to his feet and shouted. As soon as he transformed into his true form, he rushed towards Yan Lan and bit him on the neck.

"Unbridled!" She Jun reached out and grabbed the back of the golden rat in mid-air, threw away the small gold-painted fan and grabbed it in the air. A delicate agate cage appeared in his hand. Before Zi Sui could protest, he was Throw it in.

Zi Sui screamed in the cage, Shejun was so angry that his shoulders were shaking, and most of his clothes fell off. The disciples and disciples around him were so frightened by the quarrel between the uncle and nephew that they almost dug a hole and ran away.

See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil. Yan Lan adheres to the word "avoid suspicion" in her heart. In order to avoid misunderstanding, she doesn't even look at Shejun, "This is Shejun's family matter. I don't want to take care of it. I'll leave first." .”

It turns out that Mr. She was not lying when he said he saw her while traveling. Yan Lan thought to herself: Unfortunately, no matter how good-looking you are, I am not interested. Not getting into trouble is the best choice I can make.

"Young Taoist Master, stay here." She Jun frowned, "I know that there is a warning in metaphysical divination: [The fortune teller does not tell his own destiny], I guess the young Taoist Master has not calculated his own destiny - I would like to remind you: Your longevity Yuan is about to run out.”

Thought it was something big, Yan Lan's reaction was mediocre: "Thank you, I understand."

"...That's all. If the little Taoist master is of any use, just say so."

She Jun hooked up his clothes with his fingertips and said goodbye softly.

Yan Lan glanced at Jian Mengtian, who was lying next to her, and reluctantly shook her forward to wake her up.

Don't you mean a cup of tea?Why are you still in a coma... Let me go, it seems like you really fell asleep.

Yan Lan gave up shaking and saw that the territory was still in the Jian family's villa area, and she could still hear the shouts of the housekeeper and servants in the distance.

"Okay, since I don't need medicine money for a cold anyway, I'll withdraw it too."

……

I didn't see Xin Shan when I came back, and there was a leaving message on my phone.

Yanlan ignored it and took pictures of the current situation of the Taoist temple, especially various decoration points that needed attention, and sent them to the engineering team introduced by Tan Zhu. She dug out a rusty iron box from under a strange big stone and opened it. It is a silver needle as long as an arm and a jade flute.

Yan Lan put away the silver needle, turned the jade flute between her fingers and walked towards the back mountain. She stopped in front of a raised mound and reached out to gently brush away the dust on the tombstone.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. Why hasn't anyone come to wipe it? It's all dirty." Yan Lan wiped the stone tombstone with her sleeves. She didn't mind it being dirty and sat down next to the tomb. "I'm back. What do you think? I didn't? Okay, I know I'm so shameless, why would you miss me, I've caused you so much misery, forget it, I don't even know what to say, how about I play the flute for you?"

The sound of the flute then broke through the air, and quickly melted into the rain and snow. It was melodious, carrying the affection of the snow and wind and dispersed away, as if it never wanted to look back.

Yan Lan played several tunes, leaned against the tombstone a little tiredly, and whispered:

"I was trapped in Wugang back then and I was in debt. Whoever takes me in will be unlucky. I actually didn't want to come to Heming Mountain to trouble you, but I really don't know where I went. I wandered around the foot of the mountain for a long time, feeling confused. The ground still climbed up the mountain.

"I'm sorry, master, senior brother, and nephews... I'm sorry. I'm atonement. I really tried my best to make up for my mistakes before I die. I..."

Yan Lan was speechless. She leaned her forehead against the cold tombstone, stared at the withered grass on the ground, and moved her lips gently:

"...I know I deserve it, but I'm so tired."

As the cold wind blew by, she closed her eyes and raised her hands to warm the tombstone, or to draw some warmth from it.

Unfortunately, it was only cold, and the warmth in her palms also disappeared with the marble.

Tombstones are just tombstones, and dead people are just dead people.

'The path to immortality will not come until the path of humanity is completed. '

There seemed to be a voice in the wind, loving and gentle, full of love and concern for the younger generation, without a trace of blame or suspicion:
'There is a part in cultivating the truth, and there is no magic in the shortcut...'

"Master..." Yan Lan's voice was hoarse and she tightened her grip on the corner of the tombstone.

Cultivation has its share, and there is no magic in the shortcut.

All the suffering turned into buds that burst out of the ice and soil, with roots deep in the dark underground, running stubbornly towards the vast and free sunny sky, and also paranoidly running towards death after a short spring and summer, almost instantly. Cheng Yanlan’s temperament, choices, and fate in this life.

and the ending.

Yan Lan put away the jade flute, stood up from the tombstone, and whispered, "I'll see you again in a few days."

The Jian family couldn't take care of her now that they were in trouble, and there was no place to live on the mountain. Logically speaking, when her leave was over, she should go back to the nursing home.

·
"Is this decoration?"

As soon as Yan Lan entered the nursing home, she was dazzled by the brand-new mirror in the center of the lobby: "Fresh graduates decorate after graduation?"

How many days has she been gone? !
"Hmm?" Get some rest and call me if you need anything."

Yanlan responded and returned to her ward.

The patient who lived with him had been picked up by his son, and she was the only one left in the room. Yanlan wiped her face tiredly and entered the bathroom to take a bath and rest.As he took off his coat and started to unbutton it, a sudden chill ran down his spine, like cold, sticky snake letters licking his body.

Yan Lan turned to look at the newly replaced mirror, squinted slightly and approached, reaching out to hold the mirror.

There is no distance between the finger and the finger in the mirror, seamless connection.

"Double-sided mirror..."

Yan Lan took the jacket she had taken off and wrapped it in her hand. She gathered strength in her palm and smashed the mirror in front of her with one punch!

The lenses splashed everywhere, and Yan Lan looked up at this moment and met a familiar face: "... Mr. Wen Renyi?"

Wen Renyijun stood in the passage behind the double-sided mirror as expected, slightly curling his lips: "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time, indeed." Yan Lan shook his coat and put it on, "I didn't expect that you are still a pervert after all these years." "Have I always been?" Wen Renyijun twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's you who has become weak. Too much."

The next moment, the strange snake on the clothes came true, and the evil spirit was released and the barrier was completed.

"Nama?" Yan Lan looked at the formation at his feet, his eyebrows twitching.

Ding Dong!

The familiar game prompt sounded.

"Welcome to the predicted version of "Bliss Forbidden Zone 2.0". The detection is linked to the reality [Nightmare], and the dual world merger influence copy has been formed (PS: The game process will affect real events, and real events provide the prototype of the plot for the game)

"Add role card (ghost card/normal) players, live broadcast gambling, betting and other new gameplay, adjust the time flow rate in the game (one hour in the instance, up to half a minute in real time), and officially plan to launch the in-game S1 (Season [-]) ) Global League, randomly inviting players to participate in the closed beta (congratulations to the lucky person who was selected!)

"The game map is being randomly drawn...the drawing is complete and the game officially begins!"

The game system was triggered as if it was out of control, and Yan Lan disappeared from the spot.

Xuanyuan Xi, who was far away in the management bureau, suddenly woke up, with a gloomy expression on his face as he wanted to go online to the system backend controlled by the tool spirit.

The entire game is his handiwork, but the design is based on the ancestral magic weapon donated by the Ji family after surrendering to the country, and he made a deal with the weak weapon spirit in it, which is the current game system.

But the weapon spirit has always been controllable, and Xuanyuan Xi knew this well. Even if he saved enough emotional energy for an upgrade, he would not be able to escape his control. How could it happen this time...

"Ding dong! You do not have any permission to view the game background. Ordinary players please correct your identity!"

The mechanical sound is cold.

"You want to destroy our deal, no! You also made deals with others..."

"Special Bureau! The Special Bureau is in trouble!" The door of the office was knocked open by members of the Administration, and the visitor gasped, "004, Sealed Artifact 004 [Half Body] riot! It's about to break through the black box seal, from the "well" Escaped! "

"The Well" is a place used by the Special Administration Bureau to suppress and seal evil monsters. It is located 800 meters underground. It is named "The Well" because the tunnels and entrances look like mines.

Sealed Artifacts-001 and 002, as well as Sealed Artifact-003 are all blank files. There are only their sealing formations in the "well" that seals evil spirits, and there is no actual sealed object.Therefore, 004 is the most dangerous existence. Once there is a riot, it will be a tragedy, and it will even break the restraints of thousands of other sealed objects!

Xuanyuan Xi stood up suddenly, "Gather all the team members and go down the well, quickly!"

"Yes!" The team members were ordered to leave, and Xuanyuan Xi immediately dialed the number to Xian Lijun who was stationed at the nursing home.

Xuanyuan Xi took a deep breath.

Out of control... Even though he knew that once the cooperation between the Management Bureau and Yan Lan was reached, he would inevitably face a desperate and desperate attack from the Big Dipper family and even the metaphysics community, he didn't expect it to come so fast and violently.

This kind of abnormal movement must be related to Yan Lan's Wang Tai Sui. Wang Tai Sui's body [Visual Flesh], eyes [Tai Sui Pupil], and soul [Wang Sheng] are the top three sealed objects that Xuanyuan Xi can be 100% sure of.

When the call was connected, Xuanyuan Xi immediately said: "There is something wrong with the game here, what about Master Yan? Hello, Deputy Director Xian..."

"Special Bureau! Unfortunately, Tai Sui is out of trouble. Someone wants to use the past events of Heming Mountain to drive Taoist Master Yan crazy... Taoist Priest!"

The panicked shouting ended on the other end of the phone. Just as Xuanyuan Xi was about to speak out, there was a loud "boom" in his ears, and the ground tore apart beneath his feet.

The "well" collapsed!
——At least [-]% of the team members have already gone down the "well"!
Xuanyuan Xi rushed towards the "well", and there were more violent explosions. Black gas flew up, and blood spurted out from the cracks in the ground, roaring and engulfing all the buildings and razing them to the ground.

……

"Director! Director! Director, wake up... are you drunk? Why are you sleeping in the "well"?Opposite this is the black box that seals 002. "

Xuanyuan Xi, who was shaken, opened his eyes in panic, feeling lingering fear in his heart, and the shaking screams in his dream seemed to still be in his ears.

The ending of the dream is hasty and panicked, and the past comes to an abrupt end, but it still makes people feel chilled all over.

After a long time, he calmed down, looked at the new team members who looked worried, and slowly exhaled:

"You pushed me so hard. I almost thought there was another earthquake and explosion. How long have I been asleep... No, what time is it now?"

"Three o'clock in the afternoon."

"I mean the date."

"Sir, it's September 2021, 9 on the Gregorian calendar. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Xuanyuan Xi said hoarsely, "You go out first, I will stay by myself for a while."

The team member nodded hesitantly, got up and left.

The newly constructed "well" was even tighter, with pale partitions and cold surveillance everywhere. Xuanyuan Xi stayed for a while, then rubbed his face vigorously, and his palms were pricked by the new stubble on his chin.

He was sitting in front of the black box of Sealed Artifact-002. Next to it was the Black Box of Sealed Artifact-003, which was considered extremely dangerous. However, Black Box 001 was still empty.

"I just had a dream. I dreamed that I designed to get you into the game. I watched your life like an audience, although I didn't see the end... Hey, I know it was Tai Suitong who made me dream. It wasn't because the team members woke me up, I would have to go through the tragedy of 004-Half Body again... It was because I was too arrogant and thought I had complete control, and I didn't confess the truth to you in time.

"I'm very selfish, and I underestimated you... It turns out that long-term suffering can really nourish an almost paranoid sense of justice, and can make people protect hope at all costs... This is also the first time I know that if we really encounter the left and right tram problem, , and there is also the solution of rushing to the train and sacrificing yourself.

"I'm sorry, Taoist Master Yan.

"But even if we turn back time and do it all over again, the only thing left in the Yan family is... I will not stop. I must kill that out-of-control game. I need the last sword holder of the Yan family... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, But I must do it.”

Xuanyuan Xi stood up, bowed deeply to the 002 black box, staggered towards the elevator, and left the restricted area of ​​[-] meters underground.

In the 002 black box, the blood-red eyes with ten distinct pupils slowly rotated and finally closed.

(End of this chapter)