I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 215 Chen Qingyuan Seal
Salga's body kept expanding and contracting repeatedly. Fat, thin, tall, short, treacherous, mean, simple, honest, stupid, all kinds of clowns appeared on his face, as if he was recalling someone else's life...

The burning circus was in ruins.

Black smoke billowed everywhere, and hundreds of charred bodies lay on the ground. Their painful expressions showed the torture they had endured before they died...

Salga's figure slowly straightened up, wearing an orange suit, black leather shoes, white gloves, a top hat, and a strange and dark clown mask.

It held tightly to the tip of the sword that was halfway stabbed into its chest with both hands, and said in a shrill voice: "Oh...what a wonderful feeling, it feels like a kiss from God, oh no, it should be said to be a kiss from Satan. Haha, God doesn't care what I do, he only likes to herd sheep and let his son forgive those who have committed serious crimes over and over again, and then let these people's souls enter heaven..."

Chen Qingyuan seemed to have heard something extraordinary.

I thought this clown was just a collection of ghosts or some other twisted little devil, but I didn't expect him to speak so wildly...

Simply fantastic!

He asked, "Oh? You actually know the existence of God, and you dare to kill people wantonly on Halloween. Aren't you afraid that an exorcist priest or even an angel will come to mess with you?"

Salga chuckled: "Come on, God exists in legends, hell is real, but no one has ever seen Satan! Heaven is even more illusory. Has anyone been to heaven in hundreds of years? Occasionally, a few stupid priests reading the Bible will appear and try to exorcise the demons, but the biggest demon is in their own hearts. Can they exorcise it? No, hahahaha..."

Chen Qingyuan frowned: "God is missing?"

Salga laughed until tears came out and said, "You should ask if God really exists."

Chen Qingyuan wanted to ask again.

Salga's voice suddenly became low: "You are different from the people here. Let me guess... You are not from our world."

Ok?
Is it so easy for time travelers to be seen through nowadays?

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "It seems that I, Chen Guilin, am not cautious enough... I was exposed so easily."

Salga also laughed: "Chen Guilin, it's an interesting name."

It suddenly let go of its hands, and the blade pierced through its back, and said faintly: "What's the use? The records of God, Satan, and angels are only in the manuscripts hundreds of years ago! I guess they existed, but gave up this world for some reason...

A world that even God and Satan have given up on is no longer saveable.

No matter how hard we try, it's useless. Just like when I try to perform, no matter how wonderful it is, I will always encounter idiots...

Stranger, you come from outside, why don't I go with you to the outside world to see where God and the others have gone, leaving these stupid, dirty lambs who don't know how to appreciate art running around... ""

Salga opened his arms and walked towards Chen Qingyuan, the blood in his chest gathering on the ground...

Chen Qingyuan was about to draw his sword.

Unexpectedly, the sword did not move at all.

The Joker would rather suffer severe injuries than get close to him.

Chen Qingyuan bit the tip of his tongue, his whole body shook, he became alert, and chanted the Holy Mother's mantra. His skin felt hot, and then a strange hissing sound was heard!

Sargar has come closer.

It placed its hands on Chen Qingyuan's shoulders, and the smile behind its mask became increasingly presumptuous: "Stranger... I will live well in your image from now on."

There was an extra hand grasping on Salgar's mask.

Salga found that he couldn't move forward. The "Chen Guilin" in front of him suddenly grabbed his mask with one hand. With a click, a crack appeared on the mask...

This……

what is this!

Salga felt an indescribable fear, and Chen Guilin in front of him became a stranger.

The ruins of the circus spread out like a dream, and it returned to the United States in 16, standing at the entrance of the park on Halloween night...

Chen Qingyuan's face was cold and there was a faint light in his eyes, as if lightning was dancing in them.

He uttered two words softly: "Insolent."

Salga only felt that his eyes were filled with countless lights, his whole body began to tremble violently, and his hands gradually turned into powder. Without any pain, he could clearly feel that he was being destroyed, the kind that was being destroyed from the root.

It looked at Chen Guilin, who had become inhuman, and slowly knelt down on its knees, looking at him stupidly: "Satan? God? Have you remembered this world? Are you going to send down miracles again? I was also a lost lamb, why am I... Our fate is so tragic, it is so painful but it is called funny. People in the world are evil by nature, and only violence, blood, and stupid mistakes can excite them."

Humans are the most evil creatures...

Oh, God!
Let these creatures called humans.

All die!
Die all!
Pain, Salga felt the pain, his whole body trembled violently, and he laughed shrilly: "God, God, I am your sheepdog! Give me fangs, give me claws, I can make every lamb obedient..."

Its body was completely reduced to ashes, and the clown mask that looked like a hood fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Chen Qingyuan suddenly came back to his senses, his skin aching. He pulled off his shirt and looked at his back. The huge cockscomb snake totem was shining with golden light for more than ten seconds, and then the golden light finally dissipated...

He was stunned and chanted the Holy Mother's mantra to get Her blessing.

I didn’t expect to ask the gods to possess me directly…

However, it didn't seem like any of the Three Holy Mothers, but more like the crested snake on its back was invited out.

From the first time I saw the crested snake, it first appeared as a suspected giant mutant creature, then it actually had human nature, and then it could directly enter Lushan, and even use water escape, entering from a place with water and coming out from another place with water.

Now he actually invited it to possess him, and with just two words, the weird clown was scared to death.

Only then did Chen Qingyuan understand that carrying the Cockscomb Snake totem all over his back was equivalent to running around with a big bodyguard on his back.

Ding.

The phone sounded.

It was a text message [Congratulations on completing the mission. You can choose to return immediately or postpone your return for seven days.]

The world of short stories and small adaptations of movies is enough as a small stop in the process of traveling through the universe. Chen Qingyuan still prefers the oriental world.

After all, only Orientals know what Orientals are afraid of.

In horror movies shot in Southeast Asian countries, the horror elements are like being in an ice cellar. No matter how strong you are, the cold will slowly seep into your skin...

Come back.

Chen Qingyuan disappeared from the spot.

One minute after he left, a little girl who looked about five years old, dressed in witch costume, came over barefoot and stopped beside the mask of the clown Salga. She picked up the mask, raised it high and shook it, laughing: "Oh, the clown is flying..."

The clown mask completely turned into powder in her hands.

The little girl stared blankly at her hands which were covered with powder, her eyes empty and lifeless, and she just smiled foolishly: "Let's go, let's go, they are all leaving...hehehe..." She walked towards the end of the street.

Every time she passed a street lamp, the light bulb automatically went out, and her tiny figure was magnified wildly in the darkness...

……

Snapped.

The world suddenly became dark, as if the final curtain had been drawn.

……

Gray world.

Black stone door.

Chen Qingyuan walked out of the stone gate, looked back, and was slightly surprised to see the light spots in his palm. It had always been golden spots, but here there were two spots of different colors, one black and one white.

crumb!

The first white light spot: [Congratulations on obtaining the special item "Changeable Mask" from the world of "The Clown" and "The Clown" short stories. When you wear this mask on your face, you only need to imagine the image of a person in your mind, and you can completely possess the image of that person from skin, hair, flesh, blood, and blood type.]

The second black light spot: [Congratulations on obtaining the special item "Hat Trick" skill from the world of "The Clown" and "The Clown" short story. With this skill, you can create two fake copies of the target, which are difficult to distinguish. If others guess which one is the real one, the fake one will disappear.]

These two things can’t be said to be very powerful or anything. It all depends on the ability of the user.

Chen Qingyuan held the multi-faceted mask in his hand and pressed it against his face. His bones crackled and in the blink of an eye, he turned into Chen Guilin...

He took out his pistol and loaded it with bullets one by one, then said with a smile, "It's almost time."

Famous scenes are just different.

Chen Qingyuan absorbed the hat trick skill, and with a sudden inspiration, he took out the Evil-Breaking Sword and threw it forward with force. Hat trick!
The Evil-Breaking Sword in the air split into three, drew an arc and stabbed into the sand. Under the influence of telekinesis, the three Evil-Breaking Swords returned to his hand...

If you only look at the appearance and aura, they are exactly the same, but when Chen Qingyuan held it in his hand, he immediately distinguished which one was the real Evil-Breaking Sword. This sword has accompanied him for many worlds, and it can be regarded as a partner in the battle. There is an indescribable feeling between them...

When he was having a great time performing a hat trick.

Sudden changes occur.

The black stone door made a creaking sound, and the chaotic aura inside the door suddenly disappeared, making the entire door become ordinary.

Chen Qingyuan turned his head and saw that the black stone door suddenly shattered. The fragments gathered into a small black glass ball and fell into the gravel. It was being assimilated by the gravel at a speed visible to the naked eye, changing from black to gray...

He ran over and hurriedly picked up the glass ball. Strangely enough, the glass ball, which had turned seven-tenths gray, slowly returned to its original color in his hand.

A vast expanse of smoke-like dust-like planets are suspended in the black glass ball.

Chen Qingyuan subconsciously looked at the gravel on the ground of the gray world.

He remembered that these gravels of different sizes were also planets at first, but the small glass ball that contained the world was broken, and the planets scattered and became gravel. However, this glass ball gathered by the stone gate of the world of "Joker" was still intact, but it was about to be assimilated when it fell to the ground. What was the reason?
What about the world that has already been experienced?

Chen Qingyuan looked back and could no longer see the stone gates he had seen in the past in the vast gray sea of ​​sand.

The statues carried the furnace everywhere to prevent it from sinking into the desert. As the mission was over, the memory of the twelve-year-old Qingyuan was played. The twelve-year-old Qingyuan statue came out and joined the team carrying the furnace without hesitation...

Chen Qingyuan used his obsession to open a temporary door and headed for the world of memory.

Every time he arrived at the memory world, time was disordered and uncontrollable. In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan had already appeared in the Lushan Hall.

The one-year-old statue was sitting on a cushion and practicing. To Chen Qingyuan's surprise, the crested snake was also there.

The crested snake was only the size of an ordinary python, about the size of a bowl. It coiled up and surrounded Xiao Qingyuan in the center, as if it was protecting the Dharma. But that was not right. Who would attack the Lushan Palace...

Chen Qingyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He felt the Qi in his body steaming up, and the warmth from his Dantian spread to every part of his body. He felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and it was so comfortable that he almost shouted out loud.

The realm of refining essence into qi is advanced.

bottleneck!

Feeling the existence of a bottleneck means that the refining of essence into qi has reached its peak...

Good, good, it’s good to have a master. It gives me the pleasure of cheating and practicing while cheating!

Chen Qingyuan's clothes rustled.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the statue of the one-year-old Xiao Qingyuan, with his hands on his knees, clearing his mind and silently reciting scriptures from the Lushan Zhengong Sutra.

The mind enters a wonderful realm.

When you breathe in, white smoke comes out of your mouth and nose, and when you inhale, faint colored light enters your nasal cavity.

boom!
It seems like something is disconnected.

Chen Qingyuan's mind was clear, and he completely understood the key points of the obscure techniques in "Lüshan's Evil Spells". At this moment, he felt like he had suddenly realized something, and his desire to learn increased!
Countless shining white words appeared on the ground.

It was the content of the Lushan Slaying Evil Scripture. They swam on the ground like tadpoles. Chen Qingyuan smiled and stretched out his right hand. The words gathered in his palm and turned into a talisman. Then it turned into a square with four more words in it: [Chen Qingyuan Seal]...

This……

Chen Qingyuan looked at the print on his palm, not understanding what it was for.

Thinking that one must open the altar to make talisman paper, he thought to himself, could it be that with this seal, he could skip the opening altar process and directly draw talismans...

Just do it.

Take out a blank piece of yellow paper, use your index finger as a pen, and use Qi as ink.

The pen moved quickly and the evil-repelling talisman was completed in a breath...

The success rate is 100%.

He continued to experiment, the evil-breaking spell, the golden light spell, and the calming spell, all had a 100% success rate, which meant he could save on the cinnabar pen and altar in the future.

Chen Qingyuan knew too well how precious this seal was. There was no such thing as too many talismans. If you used up all of them, the enemy would not give you time to call for a pause and draw a talisman during the fight. If you wanted to draw a talisman by force, you could only bite your finger and use blood as ink to draw the spell. But drawing a spell with blood would hurt the foundation. He used up all his blood and was not able to deal with the opponent before he was dealt with by the opponent...

He worshipped the invisible spirits in the temple.

After that, he practiced together with the One-Year-Old Qingyuan statue for seven days. The Qi in his Dantian became more powerful and he gained extraordinary results.

When leaving, Chen Qingyuan said hello to the cockroach snake, took out a tablet from another world and gave it, saying: "Brother Snake, this is a tablet with many games and movies in it. If you are bored in Lushan, you can study it by yourself. If you like anything else, tell me and I will bring it to you next time..."

(End of this chapter)