Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

In Jiang Lu's field of vision, two mountain-like objects appeared.

He could tell at a glance that this was the perspective of a woman with an impressive figure having her head covered by a top.

There is no sagging, the entire southern hemisphere is very straight and upright, even more perfect than a sculpture.

"Is this haunted?"

Jiang Lu shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this illusion from his mind.

But he couldn't do it. Instead, the vague illusion became more and more real, overlapping with the scene before his eyes, just like two pictures taken by a camera superimposed on each other.

Just when he couldn't figure out what was going on, the next moment, his head began to hurt violently, as if a drill was squeezing his brain madly.

Closing his eyes and touching his burning right eyelid, Jiang Lu realized that this was not haunted.

He was very familiar with this feeling, and he finally understood why he suddenly saw this strange thing.

Eye of foresight!

Somehow, the power of the evil god's right eye suddenly activated on its own.

Because of this, Jiang Lu, whose ability values ​​were reduced and became no different from ordinary people, began to have a headache due to low mental strength after a few seconds.

When he opened his eyes again, the Eye of Prescience had automatically dissipated because his mental strength was not enough to sustain its consumption.

Apart from the continued pain in my head, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

“Is this a sign?”

Jiang Lu couldn't help but think so.

In previous Four Corners games, the ghosts that appeared would often disguise themselves as people participating in the game. This was also what had troubled Jiang Lu before, because if the immortal corpse disguised itself as a performer or a sickle, it would be impossible for him to distinguish them based on his current state.

But that's different now.

Both the performer and the sickle are men, and no one would possess such a bold and unrestrained giant. There is only one possibility, that the giant that I just saw should be the corpse of an immortal.

Does that mean that this is the key to finding the immortal corpse?

"It can only disguise a person's appearance, but it can't change their body shape."

At the same time, the footsteps behind the performer standing at his own position gradually became clearer.

Although he had played seven rounds of the game and his mentality had gradually calmed down, he still felt a little insecure when thinking about someone walking up behind him and patting him on the back without his sight.

Especially since Jiang Lu, with whom he had conflicts before, was behind him, he always felt that the other party would secretly play tricks on him. In short, he was very uneasy.

And such an environment.
"Damn it, if he hadn't shown up, couldn't it have ended earlier? Do we have to keep playing this boring game forever?"

he muttered.

Although he said he was bored, his hands, which didn't know where to put, revealed his guilty conscience.

Yes, such a dark scene made him feel inexplicably panicked.

He didn't tell anyone that he was actually afraid of claustrophobic environments.

Just as most people do not feel scared when watching horror movies, but when they encounter similar scenes in the horror movies within a few days or even longer after watching them, the fear in their hearts will be magnified countless times.

Being able to reach the realm of level 60, the performers have experienced countless spiritual realms, of course, many of the horror type.

All kinds of gloomy and terrifying experiences were constantly recalled by the performer in this environment, constantly impacting his scarred heart.

PTSD.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, a big part of the reason why he had been resisting Jiang Lu's proposal to play psychic games in the spirit realm was actually because of this.

In his opinion, isn't this simply courting death?

He said that he thought Jiang Lu's method would not work, but in fact, he was afraid that his nightmarish experiences would repeat themselves or attack him in the form of dead memories.

But no matter how hard he tried to avoid it, it still happened.

His mind was in a mess now, all kinds of bad memories flooded into his mind, and he had cursed Jiang Lu countless times in his heart.

It would be fine if it was useful, but it's been seven rounds and it's still useless. Isn't this just torturing myself?
While I was daydreaming, footsteps came behind me.

Jiang Lu patted him lightly.

After hesitating for a long time, the performer finally made a decision in his heart. He carefully considered his words and finally said, "This is the seventh round. It's impossible to succeed. Give up. I won't ask you to apologize to me. Let's think of other ways."

He didn't look back because he didn't want Jiang Lu to see the struggle and weakness on his face.

Jiang Lu was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Ah, what do you mean, you don't want to play anymore?"

“I wasn’t playing.”

The performers were somewhat unable to understand Jiang Lu's train of thought:
“Nothing has changed from the beginning to the end, how could there be some supernatural phenomena?
But there was nothing.

If there is no hope, what is the point of continuing?"

"Ah, you want to change?"

"Of course I do, huh? What do you do?"

He felt Jiang Lu suddenly put his hands on his shoulders, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

"You are alone, don't mess around!"

"Don't you want to change, Xu Xing?"

"Ah?" The performer agreed subconsciously, then was stunned: "How do you know my name?"

Except for giant figures like Xin Yuanxing, in order to avoid making enemies with others and having their family or friends retaliated against, most exorcists use code names when traveling around the world. Only extremely close people know each other's real names.

Jiang Lu and the sickle are obviously not among them.

This was the first time I met them. How did they know my name?

However, the performer did not think much about it. He thought that Xin Yuanxing, who arranged for him to come, had talked to Jiang Lu and mentioned his real name. He asked without any defense, "Did President Xin tell you?"

He subconsciously turned his head back, but when his head was halfway turned, the joint of his cervical vertebra seemed to be stuck and he couldn't turn it around no matter what.

"what's the situation?"

Jiang Lu behind him laughed strangely at this time: "Hey, this is the change you wanted."

"Wait a minute, you're not Jiang Bao!" The performer finally realized something.

The immortal corpse was actually lured out? !

"Jiang Lu" continued: "It's up to you if you don't want to play. I want to continue playing. I like it very much. And I want you to play with me forever." After saying that, he walked straight past the performers.

The performer watched helplessly as the other person turned into his own appearance the moment he passed by him.

But he himself felt as if his whole body was filled with lead and he could not move at all.

He can see, hear, and think, but he cannot move a single muscle. He is as stiff as if petrified, like a standing vegetable.

The performer suddenly remembered a ghost story he had heard when he was a child, which he had scoffed at for a long time.

If you agree after your real name is called out, your soul will be taken away by ghosts!
Could it be that.
He struggled, trying to stop the immortal corpse that was moving towards the sickle in front of him, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

And he thought of something even more terrifying.

The voice that just spoke to me was clearly Jiang Lu's voice, and I don't know whether the immortal corpse was specially made to fit the character's personality or Jiang Lu was very abstract, so there was no sense of incongruity.

In short, that was why he didn't notice anything unusual in the other party's strange words at first, which led to him accidentally falling into the trap.

Does this mean that Jiang Lu is now facing the same situation as himself?

Jiang Bao has fallen down?

Damn damn damn!

Sickle, you must find it!
"I actually didn't really want to do this, but you guys pushed me into this."

Listening to the performer behind him sighing from the bottom of his heart and asking him not to look back, Scythe smiled bitterly and replied:
"But I really didn't expect you to have such difficulties. I really thought you were just angry and didn't know what to do.

Next time, if something like this happens, just speak up. We are companions, right? We should be more honest. "

He didn't expect that a performer who was in the same league as him but more successful also had something to fear.

The other party's honesty at this moment made Scythe feel a little warm in his heart.

This is exactly what he wants to see, everyone in the same team is honest with each other, exorcists in the same guild help each other, as long as everyone is united, why worry about the guild not prosper?

Therefore, the performer, the exorcist who was forced to cooperate, has now become a trustworthy companion in his eyes.

After all, the other party even told me such a secret, doesn’t it show that he trusts me?
Then I should show the same trust.

"Then are you willing to stay with me forever?"

Hearing the performer's question, Scythe didn't feel that the question was ambiguous at all. Instead, he felt a surge of blood and nodded: "Of course, we are companions, aren't we?"

"You are so kind, Yang Yuanzheng!"

"Of course, I. Wait" Scythe realized something was wrong: "How do you know my name?"

He couldn't help but turn his head back, but found that he couldn't turn his head.

"Then you should stay here and play with me all the time. You don't know how hard it has been for me to be alone all these years."

"Wait, you are"

Before Scythe could finish his words, he found that his throat seemed to be strangled by something. He could only make coughing sounds, and his body was unable to move at all.

Then, like a performer, he watched the other person become like him.

Damn it, is he taking advantage of the fact that I trust and approve of my companions too easily?

Could it be that the performer has
Jiang Bao! You must not fall into the trap!

"Oh, but if it's not a fairy corpse, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Jiang Lu bit his nails, his expression was quite struggling:
"If I go straight in, if it's any of them, I'll be nailed to the pillar of shame, right?"

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

"I want to tell you something." Scythe's voice came from behind: "But the game still has to go on. Don't look back yet. I'll think about how to tell you."

"Okay." Jiang Lu, who had already started thinking about how to stick his head into the sickle's clothes behind him to find out what was going on, nodded: "It just so happens that I also need to prepare myself mentally."

"Mental preparation?"

"Don't worry."

"Okay." The immortal corpse disguised as a sickle sorted out his words: "Actually, like you, I don't approve of the performer's behavior, because I am different from him. I have great ambitions."

After taking away the soul of the sickle, the immortal corpse already knew everything that mattered to him most.

And it learned through the sickle that Jiang Lu came from the same place as him and was the younger generation it had the highest hopes for.

Only two people with similar personalities will be attracted to each other, so it is certain that Jiang Lu must have similar ambitions in his heart. In addition, it uses performers with whom he has had grudges as an entry point and narrows the distance by saying bad things behind their backs. This is the best way to resonate with him and lower his vigilance.

While doing this, the Immortal Corpse couldn't help but sigh inwardly, if these three people were like the performers, and had psychological loopholes caused by such an environment, it would be great if there were opportunities to take advantage of, then there would be no need to go through so much trouble.

As for the trap carefully woven by the immortal corpse, Jiang Lu just nodded nonchalantly: "Well, you say."

"I have a different view from most people on how a person can realize his or her self-worth, and I see the same shadow of me in you."

The immortal corpse took advantage of the sickle's determination and spoke eloquently about the ideals that the sickle had never told anyone else.

From the growth of the exorcist, to the development of the guild, and then to the ambition to conquer all spiritual realms in the future, burn oneself, and create a stable and peaceful living environment for everyone in the world.

From beginning to end, there is no consideration of personal interests, only how to accomplish unlimited careers in a limited life so that one's life in this world will not be in vain.

Jiang Lu responded from time to time.

He was also gradually attracted by the blueprint drawn by the sickle.

Although it does not quite match his own philosophy, Jiang Lu obviously respects such ideals very much, because his experience tells him that people with such rare qualities are extremely rare.

So he went from just listening without saying anything in the beginning, to occasionally responding, and then to finally discussing with each other, which suddenly brought the two closer together.

The immortal corpse disguised as a sickle, in a place where Jiang Lu, who had his back to it, could not see, gradually raised a strange arc at the corner of its mouth.

Just as it expected, this last person who would be its toy here forever had similar ideals as the previous one.

This is easy now.

I think he was already immersed in the joy of finding a soulmate at this moment, and was completely unprepared. I wonder what will happen next?
Just at this moment, Jiang Lu suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

"It's been a while since I had such a happy chat with someone, so..."

"So."

The immortal corpse smiled, and was about to call out his name when he was most relaxed, when he heard Jiang Lu continue:

"Let me see the dice." (End of this chapter)