"Kacha …"
The iron door was pushed open from the outside. A chubby man was standing at the door with an umbrella. Zhang Bayi was back.
In fact, according to the usual pattern, Fatso should have been talking to the remnant soul of the Qin Dynasty's princess in his body while taking a stroll along the Huangpu River. He had not left Shanghai, and he even came back to verify whether the little fellow had been taken away.
However, at this time, there was a deviation in the original pattern. Monk sent a WeChat message to Fatso, saying that this was a story world and they were all clones. He asked him to come back.
Monk was not a person who would joke. If he wanted to, he would only make some elegant jokes. He would not go so far as to tease people. Fatso believed in this. Besides, although he made a fool out of them yesterday and found an excuse to leave, Fatso did not believe that they would really trick him back and kill him.
Therefore, without hesitation, Fatso came back.
He was actually a little embarrassed. After all, he had deliberately left yesterday and came back today. He was not a little brat, how could he not have some sense of shame?
But today, he really had no other choice. According to what Monk said, everyone was a clone, and this was a story world that was replicated by the broadcast. How could he still have any face?
"Oh, brothers, you are in a good mood."
As soon as Fatso entered the door, he saw a table in the courtyard. There was a big parasol on top of the table to block the rain. There was tea and fruits on the table. If it was not for Su Bai and an ancient Qin soldier's corpse lying next to the table, Fatso would have thought that they had called him back for a tea party.
Monk smiled and explained, "I didn't dare to open the array to block the rain. I was afraid that it would affect the people below."
Then, Fatso put away the umbrella and sat down. Monk told Fatso the whole thing.
Fatso's reaction was the same as Gyatso's. He reached out and pinched his face.
"Damn, this clone is so realistic, just like in a sci-fi movie."
Gyatso smiled knowingly at the side. He had the same reaction when he first learned the truth from Su Bai.
"Who is Su Bai fighting with?" Fatso pointed to Su Bai, who was still lying on the ground.
"We don't know. Our analysis is that it might be some foreign object residing in his soul. Otherwise, we can only explain that Su Bai is fighting against the broadcast, but that's obviously impossible," the Interpreter said.
Hearing this, Fatso nodded. Going against the broadcast was nonsense.
However, Fatso still squatted down beside Su Bai. He knew about the Qin soldier's corpse beside Su Bai, and he was the one who arranged for it to be sent over. As for why he did it, Fatso didn't know.
He really didn't know. He just found a clue when he was studying the cause and effect. It was like seeing some fragmented scenes in a dream. The deep pit under Tibet and the old Fang's house alternated between these two scenes. Fatso acted on his own initiative to act according to this clue. First, he relied on the remnant soul of the princess in his body to let Old Shen successfully take over his body. Then, he arranged for Old Shen to return to Shanghai to find the old Fang's house for revenge.
In fact, Fatso knew that Old Shen was a spiritual-type enhancer. Even if he put on a ninja turtle shell, he could only passively take a beating in front of Su Bai. Old Shen had lost his judgment of his own strength. It was probably because the Qin soldier's body gave him too much confidence.
"In his sea of consciousness, there are two consciousnesses in a stalemate." Fatso suddenly opened his mouth. In fact, he was only repeating the words of the princess' remnant soul in his body. "Since Su Bai asked you to place this Qin soldier's corpse here, then he should be planning to take over his body, or …"
Fatty clasped and unclasped his hands as he pondered.
He continued, "He wants to break away from that thing. Either he sends another consciousness from his soul into this ancient Qin soldier's corpse, or he wants to break away from that consciousness and hide inside."
The three people at the table heard this and were silent. But they obviously agreed with this view. In fact, Fatso's idea was similar to their previous discussion.
"Monk, you just said that this is a one-day prisoner's story world, right? The main character is Su Bai. He is the real person, and we are all background characters, right? Since this is the case, we have to make a choice. Since this Qin soldier's body is used to prepare for more possession, we have to make some arrangements for it. Whether Su Bai comes in or another consciousness comes in, we have to make the process smoother. "
"Amitabha. The Poor Monk called you back because of this reason. The Poor Monk and the rest can't see through this Qin soldier's corpse, nor can they touch it. They also don't know how to set it up to make it easier to take over." The monk said.
Jie Ling was an illusionary enhancer, but he didn't know about formations. This was like asking a university history professor to conduct physics research.
Fatso also knew that the reason he asked this was to pave the way for himself. He naturally knew how to use this Qin soldier's corpse. Otherwise, how could Old Shen enter it?
Immediately, Fatso picked up the cinnabar and began to draw talismans on the Qin soldier's corpse. At the same time, he also began to draw talismans on Su Bai's body.
Looking at the busy Fatso, the monk's eyes flashed with a touch of doubt. Then, as if he had figured something out, he looked a little indifferent.
Gyatso found it quite interesting. He didn't know about formations, but he could see that Fatso's talismans were quite profound.
Jie Ling's divine sense had been shrouding around Su Bai. He didn't have the mood to observe Fatso's formation. After all, they weren't of the same path. He was more interested in Su Bai's current situation.
Judging from the current feeling, the two consciousnesses seemed to have ended the battle at the beginning. Both sides were now very quiet. It didn't seem like they were in a stalemate. It was more like they had agreed to hang a no-fight sign.
By the time Fatso finished drawing the talismans and rearranged a strengthening formation, it was already 11: 45 pm. Fatso completed it on time. After all, the monk had said before that this day would end at midnight and a new day would begin.
Since Su Bai and the consciousnesses were so tacitly silent, it was obvious that they were waiting for the moment of the final battle. The people present weren't stupid, so they naturally understood this.
Taking the tea that the monk handed over, Fatso took a sip and finally took a breath.
"After this matter, come back. Without you around, the house is quite deserted," said the monk.
"I say, monk, there's no use talking to me about this now. We're both clones, and I can't tell my original body that I changed my mind and came back to live with everyone because of your eloquence." After saying that, Fatso laughed out loud. It was quite interesting to think that he was actually a fake.
"Then where are you going next?" Asked the monk. "Anyway, there's no secret here. In another quarter of an hour, everyone will reset to zero."
"I don't know. Let's go to the Pearl River Delta. There's something I need to check out there. In addition, it seems that there's news on the forum recently that they plan to organize a group of veterans to go to Guangzhou for some special activities. I'll go and take a look when I have time."
At this time, Fatso didn't know that he was actually very close to advancing into the Advanced Listener, but inexplicably, he was almost taken advantage of by Su Bai.
"Hehe, why do I feel like I'm going to die?" Lord Zeng teased. "Sigh, we only have ten minutes left to live."
"Too pessimistic," retorted the monk. "Spirit lives forever."
"Heh, this reminds me of a joke in the past. A certain leader held a meeting with a manuscript written by his secretary and talked about the spirit of Lei Feng. He said that the spirit of Lei Feng was not dead, and the secretary next to him quickly reminded him of spirit, spirit. The leader immediately understood and added, 'Yes, he's still in spirit,'" said Fatso.
In the time it took to talk and laugh, it was only a minute away from midnight.
Time seemed to be counting down the seconds.
Fatso, Gyatso, the monk, and Jie Ling stood at the side, looking at Su Bai lying on the ground and the ancient corpse of the Qin soldier. This might be the last thing they could do for the day.
When there were only ten seconds left to midnight,
Su Bai's body suddenly trembled. For a moment, it was as if a wind was blowing around him.
"A material reaction caused by a spiritual collision!" Jie Ling said immediately.
In the next moment, a sound similar to cloth tearing was heard. Then, a broken white light flew out from Su Bai's body and directly entered the Qin soldier's corpse.
Then,
Su Bai's body and the Qin soldier's body instantly stood up. The two of them faced each other and only had eyes for each other.
But at this time, there was a touch of calmness and vicissitudes in Su Bai's eyes, as if he had experienced too much and had accumulated too much.
And the ancient corpse of the Qin soldier's eyes were ruthless and bloodthirsty.
Because to Su Yuhang, the outcome of this battle was just a matter of losing a wisp of his soul. It would affect him, but it wouldn't affect him too much. At most, he would suffer a loss because of the broadcast and his son's scam.
However, to Su Bai, winning or losing was a matter of life and death!
"Ding …"
At midnight,
It was coming!
In an instant, the monk, Fatso, Gyatso, Jie Ling, Ji Xiang, and the little fellow in the bedroom all disappeared. Everything around them disappeared and became illusory. Only the two people in the courtyard were still standing face to face.
Su Yuhang (borrowing Su Bai's body) said, "Do you know that you couldn't last so long in the past? It was because I was singled out, and I had to bear the brunt. Who asked me to be your father? He still wants to target me. It's just that you can't hold on any longer. "
Indeed, Su Bai felt countless hands frantically dragging him, trying to forcefully pull him into the order of a new day. If not for Su Yuhang's involvement, perhaps Su Bai would have been instantly pulled into a new day like the previous few times.
However, at this moment, a ray of golden light suddenly shone from within Su Bai's remnant soul, and the Qin soldier's body also emitted a bronze light.
This scene made Su Yuhang's eyes suddenly tremble.
Perhaps even Su Bai himself did not expect this.
Gold had once completed the Imperial Jade Seal. Although it had now integrated into Su Bai's body, there was still a trace of the Imperial Jade Seal's aura remaining. And this ancient corpse of the Qin soldier had swept across the world under the leadership of the Ancestral Dragon more than two thousand years ago, so its perception of the Imperial Jade Seal was naturally still there.
And on both sides.
It was at this moment that a strange resonance was produced …
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