My weird life

The east entrance of Longshan Village.

All the villagers gathered here, still forming five lines.

At the front of each team is a merit box.

The night wind howls,

The villagers were blown by the cold wind, and most of them huddled their necks and retracted their hands into their sleeves. Everyone has an anxiety that cannot be resolved.

"It's already nine thirty-seven at night."

"Mr. Su and Huang Daozhang have been there for half an hour, right? There's no movement yet."

"Will..."

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

"The mud tire in my sight just started to tremble again. After a while, we will all have to put hundreds of dollars in the merit box to stop the mud tire from moving forward.

If this continues, I will probably have to invest a thousand yuan next time. I don’t have a thousand yuan in cash with me..."

"I still have tens of thousands of dollars in cash here. I'll lend it to you. Don't panic. Let's check the situation first."

…

The villagers talked in low voices, their voices full of unconcealable fear and anxiety.

Yun Nichang stood next to the team, and she could naturally hear the voices of everyone talking. She was also a little anxious inside, and did not dare to think about the worst consequences.

But keep a calm face and remain calm.

To prevent others from being affected by your appearance.

Just now, the mud tire in everyone's sight started to tremble again - but this time the trembling of the mud tire was a little different from the previous times.

This time the mud tire trembled very violently, and there were cracks all over the mud tire due to the trembling.

But it only trembled and did not move even half a step forward.

Yun Nishang didn't know whether this situation was good or bad, so she first asked the villagers to line up, preparing to line up and put money into the merit box as soon as they saw the mud tire in sight walking forward.

——In fact, when the mud tire was just shaking, many villagers began to ask for money, but Yun Nishang had another concern-according to Mr. Su’s judgment, the money was invested in the sly, which could boost the power of the sly hidden here. .

At the moment, Mr. Su is taking Taoist Huang to find a way to suppress this evil spirit.

Maybe they are fighting against Gui at this time.

In this case, if you ask the villagers to put money into the merit box, wouldn't you be scheming to help others, boosting others' arrogance and destroying your own prestige?

Yes,

Yun Nishang remained firm on this matter.

Unless the mud tire in sight really starts to move forward.

Otherwise, if it doesn't move, it won't let people put money into the box!

Yun Nishang stared at the mud tire in her sight.

The chatter of the surrounding villagers was automatically screened.

suddenly,

The mud tires in my field of vision trembled a few more times,

There are more and more cracks in it,

Finally, it disintegrated silently and disappeared without a trace!

Mud tires gone? !

Yun Nishang was surprised and looked sideways at the other villagers. She found that the villagers looked a little strange and no one spoke for a while.

After about two or three seconds, Village Chief Wei hesitated and said: "The mud tires in my sight seem to have disappeared. Are yours still there?"

"Mine is gone too!"

"Me too!"

"Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Judging from this situation, it should be a good thing, right?"

Everyone agreed.

Yun Nishang quickly put her fingers on her palms to signal everyone to silence. When everyone looked at her and gradually silenced their voices, she said, "Anyone whose mud tire disappears from their vision, please raise your hand to let me see."

After the words fell, she raised her hand first.

The villagers who lined up in five teams across the street raised their hands in unison.

Not a single thing is missed!

The mud tires in everyone’s vision disappeared without a trace!

"Maybe Mr. Su and Huang Daochang's method worked." Yun Nishang said, "The disappearance of the mud tires is not a bad phenomenon."

After saying that,

She turned around and walked a few steps towards the mountain road at the entrance of the village.

one,

two,

three,

Four……

Until she reached the intersection of the highway, she didn't feel the strange charm that was so strong that it could almost make ordinary people suffocate!

Most of the strange charm that enveloped the mountain road has dissipated!

This phenomenon undoubtedly shows that the situation continues to improve, and it also confirms Yun Nichang's own words that "the disappearance of mud tires is a good sign"!

A smile appeared on her face.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a black shadow flashing across the dim and hazy mountain road ahead. The next moment, the black shadow appeared directly behind her!

The sticky black night like asphalt rolled down, revealing Su Wu inside!

"Mr. Su is back!"

"How is the situation, Mr. Su?"

"Can we go out now?"

When the villagers saw Su Wu's face revealed in the dark shadow, their expressions were even more surprised, and they started asking questions.

Su Wu's face was indifferent, and the arm stretched out from under his arm tore through the darkness,

Villagers were dragged out one by one,

The villagers who had disappeared before were now pulled out of the shadows one by one by him - their chests rose and fell slightly, they were all still breathing, and they were all still alive.

"Zhiyong, son!"

Accountant Li saw his son at a glance.

His eyes instantly filled with tears and he ran over quickly.

The family members of the disappeared villagers also exclaimed in surprise, and a crowd of people gathered around them, taking their family members away and talking in low voices around them.

"It was Mr. Su and Daozhang Huang who saved us..."

"The true spirit of Yunlong Temple. If that god hadn't set off a fire, we wouldn't have been saved so quickly..."

"Hey, Mr. Huang..."

Su Wu dragged out 'Zhou Yang' from the shadows.

The skin all over his body had completely turned into mud, and some of the mud rolled up, revealing the bloody texture underneath.

After being rescued by Su Wu, Zhou Yang could no longer bear the mental pressure and passed out.

"Can we still save him?" Su Wu looked at Zhou Yang on the ground and asked Yun Nichang, who was leaning next to him, expressionlessly.

Yun Nishang knelt down to check the wounds on Zhou Yang's body.

After a moment, the figure of the embroiderer appeared behind her. The embroiderer quickly threaded the needle and thread, and the silk threads extended from her fingertips, quickly intertwined, and became tangled all over Zhou Yangtong's body.

"He was seriously contaminated by Juyun. His skin has become like this. It's worse than a severely burned patient. In fact, the probability of survival is very low...

However, there is a 'green-skinned ghost' in the prison.

This person has been polluted by Ju Yun and is still alive. His will and body are still acceptable. He should have a high success rate in accommodating the relatively low-rated 'Green Skin Gui'..." Yun Nichang wrapped up Zhou Yang. After temporarily stabilizing his injury, he stood up and replied to Su Wu's words.

“He came to the strange shrouded area on his own initiative.

If it turns out like this, I can still save a life, which is not bad. "

Su Wu said a few words and then remained silent.

Look sideways in one direction.

In the direction he was facing, Xie Yunqing hesitated and moved over.

This Taoist priest, who had always been gentle and calm, was a little afraid to approach Su Wu at this time. He walked a few steps and his legs seemed to be weak. He squatted down and took a few breaths.

Then he walked quickly to Su Wu.

"Mr. Xiao Su, I, I want to ask you..."

Xie Yunqing seemed to be holding back some emotion. Although he still had a smile on his face, his eyes were already red.

"Where is my master?

Didn't he come back with you? "

"He's back." Facing Xie Yunqing's gaze, Su Wu suddenly remembered,

That drizzly hazy afternoon,

Standing next to the small shop outside the school, I trembled and took a list from my uncle's hand. It was the death notice of my parents.

Su Wu's face softened,

He patted the shoulder of the Taoist Priest, who still had hope in his eyes, and knew that the other party must have heard the words of the surviving villagers and felt the pity glances he cast towards him from time to time.

"Little Taoist Priest, my condolences."

Su Wu took out a golden cane from his arms and handed it to Xie Yunqing.

"This is the last thing left by the Zodiac."

It is a golden cane that is formed by melting gold liquid from the old Taoist priest's spine.

"Me, the things my master left behind?"

"Mr. Xiao Su, didn't you say that my master is back too?"

"He never carries any money with him. I bought all the fishhooks he uses for him online. Where did he get so much gold to make this walking stick?"

"You must be kidding me, right?"

"Mr. Xiao Su, stop joking..."

Xie Yunqing only glanced at the cane and then looked away, looking at Su Wu with pleading eyes.

He was already speechless.

Under his gaze with hidden sadness,

Su Wu couldn't help but look away.

"Exit the simulation!"

He drank in his heart.

Under Xie Yunqing's gaze, he fled.

…

"This simulation is over!"

"Rating: B-medium.

Comments: With your unremitting efforts, you finally temporarily sealed the 'Sanqing Guang', but unfortunately, you still failed to rescue everyone, and you have not yet left the village shrouded in weirdness.

——Do you believe in fatalism? If you believe in fatalism, then the current solution is the only answer to the problem. If you don’t believe in fatalism, perhaps there is a better solution to the current problem.

Reward: Basic reward for the B-level score + 300 yuan jade;

Temporarily seal the ‘Sanqing Zhichang’ + 1,000 yuan jade;

Rescued 379 people + 758 Yuan Yu;

Suppress the ‘Blood Infant Cree’ +3 Yuan Jade;

Talent upgrade spell (blue)*1;

Talent upgrade spell (green)*2.

Your wallet balance is: 15767+300+1000+758+3=17828 yuan jade. "

"The items that can be brought out of the simulation game this time are as follows..."

A huge dial emerged from the darkness, and items were listed around the dial.

Option 0: Fire-refined real gold cunning staff (5,000 yuan jade).

The stick of real gold refined by fire: People with the destiny of "great things in the fire" will do good deeds and accumulate virtues throughout their lives, and keep themselves clean. But by chance, the destiny is refined by fire into the dragon on the spine, and this staff is refined.

This staff has the following functions:

Using this staff, you can torture the evil spirits in yourself or others, suppress the evil spirits in your body, and change the state of the evil spirits in your body that is about to revive.

If this stick is placed in a place shrouded in charisma, with dry firewood piled around it, the stick can ignite the firewood, and the flames emitted can dispel and burn the charisma, allowing the people around them to circulate their energy and blood, and escape from the dying people entangled in the charm. state'.

…

The Zodiac's 'relic' appears in the options.

But all Su Wu's thoughts at this time were focused on the simulator's ratings and comments this time.

If you don’t believe in fatalism and are willing to make further attempts, maybe you can change the ending of the old Taoist priest’s inevitable death in reality?