If Senior White was just an ordinary statue, it would be heartbreaking.
For a moment, Song Shuhang's brain spasmed. He wanted to shout at the statue, "Little White, when your hair grows long …"
Fortunately, his reason suppressed the urge to court death at the last moment.
"Almighty Senior White, please help me." Song Shuhang finally made a wish silently and then turned to leave the Immortal God Temple.
He would come again at the end of the month. At that time, Senior White should come out of seclusion.
What should he do in the next month?
Should he go to the Ghost Lamp Temple to have a look? That was where he and Jouko Hagi got their first Reiki together. It was also a very important place.
Perhaps even now, the two spirit ghosts were still inside. However, without Jouko Hagi, even if he found the Ghost Lamp Temple, he wouldn't be able to get in touch with Reiki.
Then, how about taking a stroll in the vicinity of Linyao Village?
He still remembered that when Senior White was about to come out of seclusion, he couldn't control his strange charm. It leaked a little, and then the statue was snatched away … He remembered that it was a young master who snatched the statue. That was also a 'point of time', and it might also be the key to breaking the situation.
"Wait, I see." Song Shuhang patted his head.
There were still more than 30 days before Senior White came out of seclusion, so the 'fatal charm' of Senior White, who was in seclusion, had not begun to show. Therefore, when he looked at the statue, he couldn't see the illusion of Senior White's real body.
That should be the case.
Then he should take advantage of this month's time to go to the Ghost Lamp Temple. If he didn't find anything, he would come back a month later?
"Senior White, wish me well." Song Shuhang figured out the key.
He strode out of the temple.
...
...
At this moment, a chaotic sound came from outside the Immortal God Temple.
Four small trucks drove to the outside of the Immortal God Temple.
A young master jumped out of the car.
Behind him were more than sixty burly men with wide shoulders and round waists.
"Go, dig out the Immortal sage statue for me! Take note, don't damage the immortal sage statue, "Young Master Ge shouted loudly.
It was a familiar scene.
Song Shuhang: "???"
Wait, isn't it only June 2nd today? There was still a long time before Senior White came out of seclusion. How did this happen already?
Could it be that … this virtual world had messed up the timeline of all events?
If he had only arrived on the 30th according to his memory, would the Immortal Sage statue have already been dug out?
Just as Song Shuhang was pondering, the sixty burly men had already rushed into the Immortal Lord Temple with their tools. Under the curses and resistance of the devotees, they forcefully dug out the Immortal Lord statue.
A forklift truck drove over and lifted up the Immortal sage statue before swiftly rushing towards a transport truck outside.
The entire operation was as smooth as flowing water.
"Wait!" Song Shuhang ran over.
"Kid, don't cause trouble." A burly man stood in front of Song Shuhang, his strong muscles bulging.
Behind him, the young master shouted, "Don't waste time, quickly retreat."
Song Shuhang glanced at the young master.
The other party's gaze also met with Song Shuhang's.
Song Shuhang heaved a sigh and said, "I say …"
"Bring this little guy along as well. I feel that he's especially pleasing to the eye!" The young master waved his hand and said.
Song Shuhang: "???"
What do you mean by feeling that I'm especially pleasing to the eye!
… …
… …
A moment later, Song Shuhang was captured by several burly men and brought into the small truck.
During this period, he had wanted to resist.
But thinking back, he had been thinking about how to get in touch with this' Young Master Gu '. Now that the other party suddenly wanted to capture him, it was exactly what he wanted.
Therefore, Song Shuhang cooperated and allowed himself to be captured by those burly men.
… …
… …
The small truck drove at high speed and soon arrived at the manor that Song Shuhang was familiar with.
The heavy steel door at the entrance of the manor caused Song Shuhang to involuntarily fall into memories. Back then, the weak him couldn't even blast open such a door.
"Not good, Master Gu. Miss is sitting at the door waiting for us. She looks very angry. Miss might know what we went out to do, "a burly man shouted.
"Huh? How did she know that we went out to dig up the statue? Who told on her? " Young Master Gu's aura weakened. He was no longer as high-spirited as he was in front of the Immortal God Temple.
"We went out with more than 60 people this time. The commotion was too big. It's impossible for Miss not to know." The burly man smiled bitterly.
"Quickly cover the Immortal God statue with a cloth first," Young Master Gu shouted.
The burly man reminded, "We also brought a young man back this time."
"Knock him out first, then put a mask on him to cover it up," Young Master Gu said anxiously.
Song Shuhang: "Wait, we can discuss … F * ck you."
Before he finished speaking, he felt his body go limp and his consciousness blur.
Before he fainted, Song Shuhang saw a burly man take out an Ultraman mask and put it on his face.
Song Shuhang: "…"
* * * * * *
When Song Shuhang regained consciousness, he found that he was only left with a pair of underpants and was lying on a stone table.
Moreover, there was a cool and itchy feeling on his body.
Song Shuhang: "???"
What kind of plot was this?
He turned his head and saw a pale-skinned girl sitting in a wheelchair. She was holding a palette in her hand and a paintbrush in her right hand. She was seriously drawing something on his body.
Song Shuhang suddenly wanted to sit up, but he found that he didn't have any strength in his body and couldn't move.
"Don't move," the pale-skinned girl said with a serious expression.
Song Shuhang heaved a sigh, and said, "Can you tell me what happened?"
As he spoke, he noticed that he was still wearing the mask on his face.
"Please let me finish painting first, Mr. Benefactor," the pale-skinned girl said seriously.
Mr. Benefactor?
The corners of Song Shuhang's mouth finally curled into a smile — the key to breaking out of this situation was actually here.
This pale-skinned young man sitting in a wheelchair was Young Master Gu's younger sister.
She was in a very strange state.
But her strangeness was exactly what Song Shuhang wanted.
"Please rest assured, I have already painted dozens of times in my dream. This time I will definitely succeed." The girl comforted him aloud.
Song Shuhang: "…"
"Since I met my benefactor five months ago, my body began to recover day by day. About half a month later, I got up from the wheelchair and could walk on my own. "The girl said slowly as she drew seriously on Song Shuhang's body.
Song Shuhang listened silently.
In his mind, he recalled the memory of this scene.
At that time, when he and Doudou brought back the statue of Senior White, before they left, Doudou suddenly asked him to feed the wheelchair-bound girl a drop of 'Body Tempering Liquid' to form a good karma.
When taking the Body Tempering Liquid, it stimulated the body greatly. Even a young and vigorous person with a strong body needed to be careful when taking the Body Tempering Liquid.
At that time, the girl was sitting in a wheelchair, looking sickly and weak. She did not look like she could withstand the effects of the Body Tempering Liquid at all.
But Doudou was very sure and asked Song Shuhang to give her a drop of the Body Tempering Liquid.
At that time, Song Shuhang suspected that the girl was called 'Chu Chu'.
Doudou described it as a 'great karma'.
What did Doudou see at that time?
"Later, every few days, I would have a dream. In the dream, someone was teaching me to draw various kinds of tattoos on the human body. The tattoo pattern was different every time. Every time after the dream, I would feel very tired. "The girl continued.
Did the girl activate the 'Learning God System' and receive a dream teaching?
Ahem, it seemed like it was something like a bloodline inheritance?
"Just like that, I drew for more than two months. In the past, when I dreamt, I would draw tattoos on an ancient altar. Today's dream was a little strange. When I dreamt, I found that the person I was drawing the tattoo on had become my benefactor. Well, it's done. "The girl put down the palette and smiled, nodding with satisfaction.
Song Shuhang: "What did you draw on my body?"
"Of course it's a tattoo. I improved it myself according to the tattoo in my dream." The girl squinted her eyes and smiled.
Song Shuhang: "…"
"Hey, my master is calling me." The girl suddenly said.
Song Shuhang: "Huh?"
"My master is a good friend of Septuagint Seigun, Lady Elise, the ancient witch. Elise is a pronunciation. It's her phonetic name. Phonetic names are the same as Daoist names and Buddhist names. Benefactor, I've also come into contact with this world. "The girl smiled." One day, after I finish my apprenticeship, I'll have a chance to meet you. "
As she spoke, she thought for a moment and slowly reached out to take off Song Shuhang's mask.
But halfway through, she stopped. "Well, if I take off the mask in the dream, what I see is also fake. Benefactor's true face, I'll have a chance to meet you in reality. "
In a dream? Was she dreaming now?
"It's time to wake up." She clapped her hands lightly. "I really hope to meet you in reality. It's a pity that you didn't wear a toy mask back then, and let me know what you really look like. That way, it'll be easier for me to find you and repay you, and fulfill one of my wishes. "
Song Shuhang: "…"
I should be glad that I didn't let you see my true face back then. Otherwise, the lofty image of 'benefactor' would probably be shattered into pieces in your heart.
While he was thinking, the girl suddenly leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.
Song Shuhang also regained his ability to move.
He slowly climbed up from the stone table and looked around.
It seemed to be a huge art studio, probably where the girl usually painted.
His clothes were placed on the side.
But there was a mirror in the corner.
Song Shuhang picked up his clothes and walked to the mirror, wanting to see the pattern that the girl had drawn on his body.
Then, he saw a huge … QR code pattern.
Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes.
It's a QR code. There's no mistaking it.
Furious slam!
Wasn't it supposed to be a tattoo? Why is it a QR code pattern?
A moment later …
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