Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

"At a time like this? Playing games?"

Hua Jiuyue looked at Shen Xingzhuo in surprise.

No matter how she thought about it, she didn't think playing games was a suitable choice at this time.

But seeing Shen Xingzhuo's affirmative expression, she suppressed the urge to ask another question.

"What do you want to play?"

Shen Xingzhuo eventually put the thermos into his Qiankun bag.

She pointed to the four corners in front of and behind her. "Isn't this perfect for playing a four-corner game?"

Questions once again filled Hua Jiuyue's face.

"It's normal that you don't know; this is a classic multiplayer interactive game from the Tianxia Kingdom."

"When we are in the dark, players have to walk in a loop between the four corners of an enclosed space."

"The first player starts from their starting point, walks along the wall to the next corner, and then taps the second player on the shoulder, and so on, until the last person finishes their journey."

Hua Jiuyue nodded knowingly and shrugged: "This game sounds pretty simple... but I still can't follow your train of thought."

She simply didn't understand.

What does the inability to find a water room or get water have to do with this game?

Shen Xingzhu smiled meaningfully.

"because--."

"When the game of four corners is played to its end, the last player will walk to a corner that should be occupied but is actually empty."

"What do you think this means?"

The Land of No Form has no metaphysics.

It seems to be a coincidence that all the ghost stories Hua Jiuyue had entered before were also realistic stories.

This was her first time encountering a supernatural story, and the hairs on her body stood on end, causing her to shudder.

"There's one more person?!"

Hua Jiuyue found it hard to believe.

After breaking down previous preconceived notions, human imagination becomes the most terrifying thing.

Shen Xingzhuo noticed her fear, but didn't care.

She snapped her fingers.

"That's right," Shen Xingzhuo said lightly.

"I just clearly saw a reflective spot on the other side, which is enough to prove that the corridor undergoes changes that we cannot perceive as we move forward."

"We're now stuck in a cycle, unable to get out of this corridor. But just because we can't find the way doesn't mean the indigenous people can't either."

Hua Jiuyue's mind was still a complete mess.

"So... you're playing this game just to find a mentor?"

Shen Xingzhuo nodded.

"But, aren't we supposed to need four people?" Hua Jiuyue pointed to herself and Shen Xingzhuo opposite her. "We don't have enough people."

The next second, Hua Jiuyue saw Shen Xingzhuo pull out two pieces of yellow paper from somewhere.

"We'll make it right now."

Before entering the strange tales, Shen Xingzhuo obtained fragments of all the esoteric texts from Guan Shanyue.

There was still a long period of time between her time and the end of the century.

She firmly believed that during this long period of time, even the incomplete manuscripts would contain esoteric arts that she was unaware of.

So she studied it day and night for several days and learned a lot of new things.

This time, the paper-crafting technique she used was different from before.

After Shen Xingzhu finished cutting, he used spiritual energy to envelop the eerie energy in the space and introduced it into the body of the little paper figure.

"In this way, they will be considered to be of the same kind because they share the same origin as the atmosphere of this space."

"Then aren't they weird?" Hua Jiuyue asked.

Shen Xingzhuo smiled and said, "That's one way to put it."

However, Shen Xingzhuo used spiritual energy to imbue the paper doll with a talisman, so even if the paper doll was strange, it would only act according to her will.

However, Shen Xingzhuo did not reveal this information completely without reservation.

"Isn't that our enemy?!" Hua Jiuyue exclaimed in surprise.

Shen Xingzhuo pinched her aching brow.

"Seriously, let the other one come out."

She was finding it increasingly difficult to tolerate a "companion" who couldn't keep up with her train of thought.

But Hua Jiuyue's expression remained unchanged.

Shen Xingzhuo could only sigh helplessly.

"What do you think the Chosen Ones are to the supernatural?"

Hua Jiuyue opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

"The Chosen Ones are merely toys in the eyes of the Weird," Shen Xingzhuo said coldly. "If we want to initiate this game, we have no choice but to lure them out!"