Help! This savior is too stupid!

A painter who was beaten to death met a painter who had his sky lantern lit, and he had mixed feelings.

"Not completely dead?"

Jiang Bai looked at the middle-aged ghost and asked curiously,

"What do you want to say?"

The middle-aged ghost sighed, "You can't see it yourself?"

"I like to hear what you say first, and then see for myself."

Jiang Bai is very particular about first come, first served.

If he looked directly at the revolving lantern, the dead soul of the painter might not be able to hold on, and Jiang Bai would not be careful about what to do.

Why not, let’s listen to the artist first.

Jiang Bai is already a little familiar with the painter's character. This guy is very smart and arrogant.

It was precisely because of pride that he took the initiative to talk to Jiang Bai.

Jiang Bai needs to distinguish between the true and false of the painter's words, but Jiang Bai is not afraid that he will lie to himself, he is only afraid that he will not speak.

"How should I say this..."

The middle-aged ghost Youyou said,

"The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and I divided myself into nine. You have seen the fifth son, and I am the eighth son. People outside call me Mr. Fu."

Rumor has it that Fu Xi is the son of a dragon and a blue dragon. His body is like a dragon and he is gentle.

Mr. Fu seems to have a bit of gentleness about him.

He said slowly,

"The game of the Eighth Ksitigarbha was my handiwork. I instigated the gambler to split the Eighth Ksitigarbha in two. His head was even more iron-hearted. How could he have done such a thing if he hadn't been ruthless? ?”

“Let me think about it, oh yeah, I asked the gambler to do this, and I specifically lost my life to the gambler.

You know, it is easy to beat this guy, but losing to him is the most difficult thing. In order to save this life, I spent a lot of effort. "

"The life exported is the sixth one. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Mr. Fu thought for a while, and it seemed that there was nothing important, so he added,

"I've heard of the fact that you know how to walk a lantern before. Only when you have experienced this kind of thing can you understand its mystery. Lao Wu is a lucky person. I just didn't expect that my luck would come so quickly.

Oh, yes, where is that little girl Shan Qingyi, I thought you would come together..."

Shan Qingyi?

Hearing Mr. Fu mention Shan Qingyi's name, Jiang Bai became wary for no reason.

This guy is vicious and treacherous, his mind is treacherous and unpredictable, and he doesn't know what kind of bad things he has in his belly.

Counting the time, Shan Qingyi should be back by now.

Jiang Bai glanced at Wei Junjie, who immediately said with interest,

"Shan Qingyi went to find the Ghost Emperor but failed. He met the Kongtian Emperor and chatted for a few words, which wasted time."

Emperor Kongtian must have a deep meaning in doing this.

When he heard Shan Qingyi's absence, Mr. Fu's face showed disappointment, and then it turned into joy.

"It doesn't matter. It's not a big deal. We will all know sooner or later. Some people know it earlier and some people know it later. It's all the same."

Obviously, he was hiding something and didn't want to tell it. He was hiding it in a revolving door, waiting for Jiang Bai to discover it.

Jiang Bai's eyes darkened slightly and he didn't say much.

Wei Junjie muttered from the side,

"Mr. Fu... If he is really Mr. Fu, this matter will be a bit tricky..."

"You know him?"

"Know a thing or two."

As he spoke, Wei Junjie took out a tablet and opened a document titled 'Mr. Fu's Life'.

Total word count of the document: 950,000 words.

Jiang Bai:......

"Do you have an introduction?"

"Mr. Fu is very complicated and cannot be briefly introduced."

Wei Junjie scratched his head and picked something important to talk about.

"Mr. Fu, a mysterious figure who became active eighty years ago, no one has seen his appearance, and no one knows his origins.

If he was a painter, the painter might not have divided himself into nine parts at that time, that is to say, the painter had used the code name "Mr. Fu".

Mr. Fu is not active in the East, but travels more in the West. He has entered the Forbidden City of Death four times, all of which ended in failure, but he managed to survive. These four forbidden places are: the Forbidden City of the Duhu Mansion, the Forbidden City of the Hanging Temple, and the Antarctic. Scientific research station, Dead Sea forbidden area. "

Jiang Bai was not familiar with these four death forbidden areas, except for the last one, the Dead Sea forbidden area.

In the Duhu Mansion, a major case involving Ksitigarbha in the Duhu Mansion was involved, and the earth changed for twenty years.

In the Xuankong Temple, there was a joke like an iron heart, an iron head, and a head in a different place.

Needless to say, the Antarctic scientific research station, the forbidden place of death of the twelfth divine general, has been visited by the artist, which is quite ordinary.

"Mr. Fu disappeared 50 years ago and became active again 20 years ago. During this period, he worked closely with the First God General. The First God General became his confidant and the two complemented each other.

I mentioned to you before that the First Divine General is known as the weakest First Divine General in the past two hundred years. Even so, he has been guarding the Death Forbidden Land for more than ten years without incident, and most of it is due to Mr. Fu... "

Listening to Wei Junjie's introduction, Jiang Bai couldn't help but sigh.

Now, he is most afraid of hearing this kind of words, saying who has guarded the forbidden land of death for many years without making any mistakes and everything is calm.

Calm?

These four words, the normal situation here in Jiang Bai is:

Crazy, desperate, and still wandering, I want to be quiet...

The calmer it seems on the surface, the more turbulent it is secretly.

"According to this, the first divine general probably knows this guy's true identity. Even so, seeing that he is a useful person, he will stay with him."

Looking at Mr. Fu in front of him, Jiang Bai had a hint of sadness between his eyebrows.

Previously, Jiang Bai complained that all the Ksitigarbha dens were fucking young men.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that this kind of thing is very ordinary and there is nothing weird about it.

First of all, the most important task of the top experts is to guard the forbidden land of death.

As long as this task is completed and they do not collude with Tianwai, no matter what they do, Kongtian Emperor and others will turn a blind eye.

What top experts worry about most is losing control.

Many top experts are not afraid of death. They have long been worse off than death. They are even more afraid of losing control of themselves and the forbidden area of ​​death.

In order not to lose control, they will try every method, allowed and not allowed.

When people are desperate, they turn into beasts, and in front of beasts, people's rules are no longer rules.

Therefore, in the early days of the fifth mysterious tide, the top experts withered and fell one by one.

Falling is not terrible. What is terrible is that falling is a disaster and worthless.

On this basis, the Fourth Research Institute came into being.

Their most important responsibility is to find ways to avoid losing control for these top experts, and then collect data, give feedback, summarize, and explore new paths...

Use the bones of the predecessors to pave a road directly to the place of purgatory.

Why the Fourth Institute and not somewhere else?

Because the Fourth Research Institute studies ghosts, after a strong man falls, he will most likely turn into a ghost. They are the most familiar with this aspect.

After the Fourth Research Institute became taboo, it became easier for them to do things and their experiments became more efficient!

No longer needing to be under the jurisdiction of the Emperor of Heaven, no longer needing to abide by various rules, this is not a taboo, this is simply no taboo!

On this basis, all the top experts, when they have tried all conventional methods and are unable to solve their own problems and are about to lose control, they will naturally cooperate with the Fourth Research Institute.

It's better to cooperate with the Fourth Research Institute than to collude with Tianwai, right?

Regarding these experiments, Emperor Kongtian and others even turned a blind eye.

What if it happens?

Moving forward, sometimes there is more than one way.

It's just that these things never come to the fore, and the Fourth Research Institute sometimes goes too far, using unscrupulous means, and is not tolerated by Emperor Kongtian.

Therefore, when Emperor Kongtian was active, the Fourth Research Institute was silent.

The two parties traveled at different times and got along well.

Mr. Fu's ability to stay with the First Divine General for so long was naturally the result of Emperor Kongtian's tacit approval.

It was precisely because of this that when Emperor Kongtian wanted to capture the painter's clones, he just went out and captured two of them.

"I see..."

Jiang Bai can figure out more than half of the joints himself, and there are still some that can be solved with a little help from Wei Junjie.

"Okay, we're done talking. It's time to show the PPT, ah no, a silent movie."

Jiang Bai looked at the ghost of Mr. Fu in front of him and raised the fox fur lantern in his hand a little higher.

"Come, let me see..."