Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 191: Liyuan Anecdotes! See the Abyss God Again!
After returning to reality.

Wu Wang said he wanted to help Wu Xiaoyou relax with acupuncture.

She immediately sat obediently in the living room, swinging her feet in anticipation.

Yes, even though this guy has never systematically studied professional medical knowledge.

When he offered to give himself acupuncture.

Wu Xiaoyou didn't even have any doubts.

The main thing is trust.

She only had one concern:

"Brother, let's not talk about when our family bought the complete set of acupuncture equipment."

"This kind of thing definitely takes practice."

"You don't usually stab yourself at home, do you?"

Hearing this, Wu Wang quickly shook his head and said, "I'm a natural genius. I understand it at a glance."

After saying that, he held Wu Xiaoyou's head steady.

Aim at a certain acupuncture point on the top and insert the fine acupuncture needle.

An informal professional acupuncture treatment begins.

The process went smoothly, and Wu Xiaoyou even felt that his technique was much more sophisticated than that of professional doctors.

I couldn't help but admire my younger brother for being a medical genius. If he had chosen clinical medicine as his major in college, he might have been employed in a hospital by now.

All he got was Wu Wang's expressionless complaints:

"Persuade people to study medicine, and the sky thunders."

How could it not be superb!
Before this, he had pricked himself to the point of facial paralysis forty-six times, hemiplegia twenty-eight times, and even died on the spot many times due to testing certain important acupuncture points.

Which doctor can have such rich personal experience?
When he thinks about it now, he still feels some numbness in his hands and feet.

When the acupuncture treatment is about to end.

Wu Wang finally took out the [Silver Needle of the Selfless].

Gently insert the needle into a spot that won't cause any pain.

The force was so light that it didn't even cause bleeding.

next second.

A remnant soul filled with resentment and roaring silently followed the silver needle and wrapped around Wu Wang's wrist.

Just for a moment.

Behind Wu Xiaoyou's back, Wu Wang's arm instantly turned dark blue, almost black.

It was as miserable as if it had been subjected to some kind of crazy squeezing and crushing.

But his expression didn't change at all.

After completing the finishing work with steady hands.

Put your hands behind your back without leaving any trace.

"Okay, I'll go clean these needles first. You lie down on the bed and get some rest."

After hearing this, Wu Xiaoyou obediently ran back to the house and took a nap.

She kept talking like an old mother, saying that her younger brother was able to repay her.

It's like a child washing his mother's feet for the first time.

Wait until you return to the room.

Wu Wang locked the door.

He knocked on the bottom of the bed and asked, "You didn't get caught, did you?"

The pen fairy rolled out.

Wrote on the white paper——

[How could a mere mortal devil possibly catch me?]

[Can this be counted as a merit? ]

In addition to the remnant soul, Wu Xiaoyou also has a little ghost that she raised herself.

Wu Wang was worried that the silver needle would identify the wrong ghost.

Let the Pen Fairy go to the door of your home and take a look at the so-called exposed aura.

Given my second sister's temper, she would definitely ask the little ghost to drive away the Pen Fairy once she noticed it.

Sure enough, when Wu was about to fall.

He noticed a cold breath leaving along his second sister's sleeve.

Finally disappeared out the door.

Only then did he use props to transfer the remaining soul.

"Of course it will be counted as a merit. You only need three more merits to be released." Wu Wang answered casually.

When I looked at my wrist again.

The dark blue color that was so severe that it almost broke the arm has disappeared.

Only a strange small facial mask symbol was left carved on the left wrist.

She felt as aggrieved as a virgin who was cornered by a gangster.

The red vertical pupil on the right hand looked at it with interest.

Wu Wang said sarcastically, "What a bad taste! You could have just eaten it, right?"

The level of the Abyss God is even higher than that of the God's Messenger and the Venerable.

In fact, if it wanted to, it could eat the label of the Black Heart Penguin or even the mark of the Son of Desire.

But the red vertical pupil refused to eat and just moved the other marks to the other wrist.

Hey, just for fun.

It enjoys the feeling of other forces trembling under its power.

Or perhaps it didn't want to directly help Wu Wang solve these difficulties. After all, without these things.

Where's the fun for it to watch?

Facing the ridicule of Wu Wang.

The red vertical pupil rolled his eyes.

She stared into his eyes with her pupils that were so exquisite that they looked like the style of two-dimensional paintings.

Endless mumbling began to echo in Wu Wang's mind.

The familiar spiritual pollution is here again.

It likes to torture Wu Wang like this whenever it has nothing to do...

However, happy times always fly by.

The three-day rest passed quickly.

I left home for ten days because of Zhuge Yue.

After returning, Wu Wang enjoyed the warm and harmonious life at home for three days, which relaxed his tense nerves a lot.

All you need to do is kill yourself randomly every day to keep up with your studies and physical exercise.

Of course, the main reason for being happy is...

In fact, the 10 million yuan from Xiezhi has arrived.

He used the black market channels and any method he could think of to ensure that no one could trace the final destination of the money.

"Dude, I can now reach the average income level of netizens!"

Turn off the comments on your phone from those netizens bragging about their income.

He glanced at the clock on the wall.

Take out a mask from the desk drawer.

That is the facial makeup that symbolizes the clown in Peking Opera.

In the center of the mask's face, a "tofu block" shaped white powder face is drawn with white powder.

This is one of the typical Peking Opera clowns - the square-kerchief clown.

Because the main role he plays is a scholar wearing a square scarf.

In fact, under normal circumstances, the facial makeup should be painted directly on the face, rather than replaced by a mask.

It's not just the facial makeup, many other aspects must also reflect the characteristics of the role being played.

For example, the clown character with a square scarf that Wu Wang is holding now usually wears a square scarf on his head and pleated clothes on his body. Some of them also hold a fan in their hands, walk in a square step, and behave slowly and elegantly.

He kept these things on hand just in case.

But after all, it is a requirement of the Phantom Disaster game to use a mask.

Otherwise, Wu Wang would have painted it himself long ago.

As someone who can perform surgery with a scalpel, his hands are as steady as frozen steel bars.

Drawing a face mask is easy!

"Come on! Abyss God! Start!"

The moment the mask covers the face.

Wu Wang felt that the surrounding environment began to distort, and the introduction of the copy also appeared before his eyes.

The hoarse voice of the system, the thousand-year-old Sadako's throat, with phlegm stuck in it, echoed in my ears——

[Nightmare-level team cooperation copy has been matched]

Welcome to the Actor's Tomb

[Instance Name: Liyuan Anecdotes]

[Number of copies: 7 person]

[Instance Description: This is the most famous opera house in the capital, called "Xishen Yiyuan." It is considered the "highest hall of opera" in the industry, and its performance standards are also the highest in the industry. Opera actors from all over the country consider it an honor to be able to come to this opera house to receive guidance.]

[Today we welcome a distinguished guest, a certain prince of high status, who will be renting out the venue for five days.]

[At the prince's request, the troupe owner, who had been in retirement for many years and had not performed on stage, decided to personally perform and showcase the charm of Yiyuan, the God of Drama.]

[But as the clown in this opera house, you know that this catastrophe has already arrived.]

[Because you personally killed the troupe owner and hid his body late at night the previous day.]

[However, when the prince arrived, you saw the already dismembered master appear at the gate to greet him!]

Is it a human or a ghost? Is it true or false? Is it a play or reality?

You can no longer tell the difference...

[Main Quest: #%*&%#*]

[Side Quest 1: Uncover the secrets of the troupe owner and survive for five days]

[Side Quest 2: Complete a performance with a beginning and an end]

[Side Mission 3: Eliminate the anomalies in the Pear Garden]

[Basic Clearance Rewards: 10000 Disaster Coins, one piece of epic equipment, one clue to obtain a legendary item, and one audience opportunity]

[Extra clearance reward: determined based on the performance completion]

[Hidden Rewards——Unknown Conditions]

May you find your own death.

Wu Wang: “?”

You don't even want to act anymore, right? Just say the boss is a ghost and is coming to chase me and chop me up?
And you damn Abyss God!
Why did you take my main quest away on horseback again? I want to be an infantryman! Not a cavalryman!
He was still complaining in his heart.

When you slowly open your eyes.

What caught my eye was a large red cloth that was so bright red that it seemed as if blood was about to drip onto the ground.

There was a familiar vertical pupil painted on it.

"Ji! This is really spicy!"

The pollution of the Abyss God! It appeared at the very beginning!?
(End of this chapter)