I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 253 Killing a Certain Bone Immortal ()

The voice said twice in a row, "Tell me again, what do you want?" before changing the story.

"If your heart is not calm, it may be difficult to achieve."

Xia Qimiao said that she had learned that such ambiguous statements are really easy to fool people.

If the person gives a different answer every time, or wavers from side to side and says he doesn't know what he wants to ask for, then he is just responding to the statement "your heart is not calm" and pretending that he is listening to the reply.

If this person gives the same answer every time, it can be interpreted in another way. It can be explained that his heart is not pure enough and he cannot achieve anything.

It's just that it didn't think carefully enough. Unexpectedly, someone knelt down but didn't say anything on purpose, so Xia Qimiao chose to give a bad review.

She tentatively poked the sculpture's representation with the guide stick. The sound was dull. It should be solid instead of empty.

She used the wooden stick to dig along the bottom of the sculpture, but found nothing that could be pried.

There are no gaps or traces of the mechanism on the ground, as if it really emerged from the ground out of thin air.

The voice said another sentence: "If your mind is uncertain, it may be difficult for you to succeed."

Xia Qimiao's attention was focused on the replaced words, but he didn't figure out any subtle differences, so he stopped thinking about them.

Sometimes, picking out words is a kind of over-interpretation, which can lead to misunderstanding of the true meaning.

She focused on the second half of the sentence "I'm afraid it will be difficult to succeed." This was not the first time that it appeared, and it was repeated for emphasis.

It emphasizes that the person is unable to accomplish what he wants to do, belittles the person's ability, and makes him have self-doubt.

She guessed what it was going to say next. Since it emphasized the inability of human power, it was time to introduce other powers.

"I am one of the infinite venerable beings among the world, and I can help you."

Here it comes, the familiar smell is coming.

With this little trick, Xia Qimiao guessed that there was no sense of achievement, but she quickly cheered up and looked serious because she felt that the temperature around her had dropped.

Although it could be explained by reasons such as air conditioning, her heart was beating rapidly, and she felt that this was not that kind of thing.

Her intuition came online, and her hands unconsciously held the guide stick made of cypress wood.

The sculpture suddenly cracked in the middle, split in half and fell to the ground, revealing a small sculpture inside that was about the same height as a normal person.

There were so many small characters on the sculpture that her eyes were dazzled by it. Not to mention that she was wearing sunglasses, which made it even more uncomfortable.

Even so, she didn't plan to take off her sunglasses. If she met someone who broke in, she still had a reason to explain.

She has decided to weld the sunglasses to her face.

This time the voice was very different from the previous one, becoming high-pitched and thin, smiling.

"Put in the things you think are most precious."

put in? Where to put it?

Xia Qimiao thought that the exposed objects were all small solid sculptures, with no place to put anything in them.

No, there is. She discovered that the center of the two split halves was now empty, just enough to hold something.

The most precious thing?
Xia Qimiao's eyes circled around the room, and finally settled on the knife-wielding man.

She thinks that the most precious thing is of course life. In her eyes, nothing is more valuable than life itself, but she doesn't know that other people's lives are of no use.

She dragged the knife-wielding man into the empty shell of the sculpture and felt that she had gone a long way. "The more precious the things you put in, the more you can get. You can put anything in, your arms, legs, organs, flesh and blood, the more the better..."

It sounds so evil. Normal people should feel that something is wrong after reaching this point, right?
Unless it has some additional means, such as making people lose their minds and unable to make their own judgments, they can only act according to its voice.

Xia Qimiao observed carefully and found that although the knife wielder's eyes were closed tightly, his expression was extremely ferocious, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

She heard that the laughing voice showed no sign of stopping, and there were no new abnormalities appearing around her, so she took advantage of this moment to flip through the things on the knife-playing man to maximize his value.

Her final harvest was a wooden sign and the knife she had taken away from the beginning.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the sound finally stopped, and the sculpture that had been split in two seemed to be lifted up by an unknown force and stuck together again.

Just when the sculpture was closed, Xia Qimiao could vaguely see the black air.

Immediately afterwards, the overhead light also went out, and there was no light at all in the room.

Fear spread and climbed to Xia Qimiao's heart. She raised her guide stick and said, "Burn."

The fire lit up the room. This time the flame did not go out as soon as it appeared, but lingered in the center.

In its original place, the sculpture has disappeared, leaving only a wooden sign.

Xia Qimiao picked it up and found that it was the same size as the one she took from the knife-playing man, but the color was slightly darker.

Seeing that the flame was getting smaller and smaller, she hurried to the door before it completely dissipated.

This time the handle can be turned normally, and the lock is presumably opened when the sculpture disappears.

To her surprise, Dean Zhou was waiting outside the door.

He changed the clothes that had been punctured before, and his expression became more lively, acting like a normal person, as if the way he fell to the ground before was Xia Qimiao's illusion.

She also had to pretend that it was an illusion before, because she was blind and did not see him die.

"You're out. Why did it take so long to go in this time?"

The second half of his sentence was just a murmur, but Xia Qimiao's hearing was good now and she could hear every word.

"Is it Dean Zhou?" After receiving a positive reply, she continued, "I just said it was your voice. Have you been waiting here?"

"Of course, I haven't left since you entered until now." Dean Zhou didn't notice anything was wrong. He looked around. No, where is the guard?
"Did you see the person guarding the door?"

"Are you asking me if I saw it?" Xia Qimiao added an accent to the word "see" and raised her hand to adjust her sunglasses.

"Oh, I forgot, you are blind," Dean Zhou reacted. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be that he had forgotten. It should be that he had never cared about it.

"I just came out of it," Xia Qimiao changed the subject, "Didn't you say that you never left?"

The implication was that he was the one who should have seen where he was going.

"I guess I'm just hiding somewhere," Dean Zhou glanced at the building to the west, "The quality of the newcomers is getting worse and worse, and they just keep killing each other."

He sneered, and faced the blind man with a nonchalant attitude: "How about it, how dark a brand can I get?"

"I'm not sure, please help me."

After Dean Zhou took it, he was shocked and changed his original attitude: "Five, fifth-level slave?"

Xia Qimiao:?

Hearing his excited tone, she thought he was something powerful, but in the end, he was just like this, a slave?