Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 212 The corpse is talking

"Xishen Tower? Where is it?" A hint of confusion flashed in Wu Wang's eyes.

He wandered around here for half the night last night but couldn't find any place called "Xishenlou".

After much thought, Wu Wang finally thought of the dilapidated theater.

The name of each area in Liyuan is identified by the type of opera it contains.

It is similar to the previous puppet shows, Nuo opera and other gardens.

The same is true for the main theater.

Basically all types of Peking Opera are performed here.

Only the dilapidated theater.

Even though Wu Wang had already been there once, he even knew that there was a secret room called the "Alchemy Pavilion".

He still couldn't figure out the functionality of the dilapidated theater.

It can't be just to cover up the existence of the alchemy pavilion, right?

Moreover, its dilapidated and desolate appearance must have shown that it had been abandoned for a long time and no one had taken care of it.

The dungeon introduction mentioned that—[This is the most famous opera garden in the capital, called "Xishen Yiyuan," and is considered the "highest hall of opera" in the industry.]

As the so-called highest temple of opera.

Not to mention its grandeur, even from the perspective of aesthetics and face, we should not allow an abandoned theater to stand there without any treatment.

"In that case... then we can only go and take a look..."

"But first, there's one more thing we need to do."

Wu Wang took his hand out of his pocket.

There were some strange black hairs on it, mixed with a lot of blue and red.

These were secretly collected by Wu Wang on the battlefield of Changbanpo.

The other players' hair was stained with their blood.

As for the fact that he was fighting with the prince the whole time, how could he have the time to do such a thing?

That's even simpler—[Blood-eating Grasshopper]

This was one of the special species that Wu Wang mentioned when the owner introduced the pile of strange medicinal herbs and poisonous insects at the alchemy pavilion.

They feed on blood and have the habit of storing food.

Small items stained with blood will be collected to ensure there is enough blood for the next meal.

It was when Wu Wang saw this little thing that he came up with the idea of ​​stealing medicine, and then he awakened some strange XP.

Because it is mentioned in the book on the technique of calculating birth date and zodiac sign.

Accurate divination requires the hair and blood of the person being measured.

It just so happened that the [Blood-eating Grasshopper] would collect the hair that was stained with the blood of players during the battle, and Wu Wang threw out the two weapons at that time.

Quietly put a few grasshoppers on the ground.

He is now going to calculate the zodiac signs of these players!
Return to your residence and close the door tightly.

Wu Wang took out the book of calculations and the first thing he picked out was the most recognizable blue hair.

According to the ritual required by the book, he depicted it on the ground stroke by stroke.

The final result is a strange, completely disordered and upside-down Bagua pattern.

Then place a piece of white paper in the center of the Bagua diagram and stick the blue wool on the white paper.

He muttered to himself, "Every living being has his own destiny, determined by heaven; the dead have their final resting place, and they will return to the earth."

"The five elements give rise to the five aggregates, and the six paths lead to samsara."

"..."

The contents recorded in the book were so complicated that Wu Wang wanted to perform a shaman ritual.

But then he thought again, it seemed that there really was some kind of shamanic practice in the Baisha family, and for a moment he didn't know where to start complaining.

I don't understand how this ritual can calculate a person's birth date and zodiac sign.

However, just as he finished chanting the spell.

The blue hair on the white paper trembled, began to dry up, and then turned into powder.

The blood stains on it also began to flow on the white paper as if it had life.

Soon, a string of words was formed——

[March 21st, noon] [Xin Si, Ren Chen, Ding Wei, Bing Wu]

And the moment the bloodstains appeared, the entire piece of white paper began to become wet, as if it had been soaked in water for several days and nights.

After a moment, it completely dissolved into a paste.

"March...water?" Wu Wang began to respond according to the [Five-Flower Song] he had seen before.

"In March, when the orioles are falling, the flowers are soft as water, gathering together to form a body, and strong as a substance."

The torso the troupe owner wants is the torso of the blue-haired executioner!
But at this moment, the paste on the ground gradually turned into a pool of black mud.

Wu Wang just glanced at him with a serious look.

After thinking for a moment, he took out hair samples from other people and began to measure.

Zijin has long straight black hair, while Xiaoxiao has medium-short hair with some inexplicable white mixed in with the black, giving the illusion of a young man with gray hair.

Qiao Biluo's hair has been permed and dyed, with obvious curls, while Li Wang's hair is the shortest, coarseest and most easily recognizable.

Wu Wang looked at the sample in his hand and couldn't help but feel curious about the other player -

Book boy.

Although this person looked like he was dodging in a panic like the other players, he did not suffer any injuries from beginning to end.

He's covered in wounds over there, and the corner of his clothes is slightly dirty over here.

His strength is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

But he has always been hiding his abilities, what on earth does he want to do?
He replaced the white paper in the reverse Bagua and continued to calculate other people's zodiac signs using the same method.

The white paper on which Fang Zijin's hair was placed turned yellow and was stained with all kinds of mud, and the glory in February was like soil.

The white paper holding Xiaoxiao's hair instantly shattered into pieces, as if it were cut by some sharp knife, and the May moon shone like gold.

The white paper on which Qiao Biluo's hair was placed melted into the ground and some weeds grew, and in April it was as dark as a tree.

The white paper on which Li Wang's hair was placed instantly caught fire after the bloodstains representing his birth date appeared.

The time written above is -

【The eleventh hour of the twelfth lunar month】

【Gengchen, Jichou, Dingyou, Yisi】

I guess he represents a heart as red as fire.

Although we don't have Shu Tong's birth date and horoscope, we can calculate the birth date and horoscope of others by the process of elimination.

The role of the book boy is most likely the other guy mentioned by the class leader who will secretly help him kill other people.

At this time, Wu Wang once again looked at the white paper in the corner that had turned into a pool of black mud.

He flipped through the book of calculation in his hand.

He remembered seeing it on one of the pages last night.

The above records if the measured paper produces a secondary change.

There are other meanings over there.

"Found it! It's here!" Wu Wang found the part he remembered on the last few pages.

The next second, his expression became more serious.

The book records that if you use divination to tell the truth about the dead, the white paper will eventually turn into black mud.

Because this black mud is where the red spider lily grows, the soil next to the Naihe Bridge.

This also means that the person who did the calculation has returned to dust.

"The blue-haired executioner... is dead?"

Wu Wang remembered it very clearly.

When I left the backstage a few minutes ago, the blue-haired executioner was still sitting on the suitcase, preparing to exchange information with others.

If he is dead, then could it be a ghost that is with the players now?
But if you are killed by some rules in the copy and turned into a ghost.

Would the ghost inherit his memories and know the player's existence? Could it even use items and equipment in its battle with the prince?
"wrong……"

"It's not a ghost that inherited his memories."

Wu Wang came to an incredible conclusion:

"The person who killed him... was a certain player!"

“That’s why it’s so natural.”

(End of this chapter)