I am a Celestial Master at full level, you want me to join the Rules and Ghost Story?

In the dark and windy night, the cold sea breeze blew wet clothes.

It made people sneeze involuntarily.

The Pope stared at the vast sea, thinking about how to send a distress signal in this deserted place.

The best way should be to find some firewood to light, and the firelight may attract the attention of companions.

However, the people attracted by the firelight may not all be companions.

If you encounter pirates, sea beasts, weird things, etc., it will be difficult to deal with them.

After all, this is the sea, and it is normal to think about these.

Just as he was thinking about thousands of things, a sudden tidal wave broke the tranquility of the night.

The Pope looked involuntarily, and saw a creepy scene slowly emerging on the sea level under the moonlight. One by one, the heads with disheveled hair seemed to rise from the abyss and float quietly between the waves.

These heads floated up and down with the waves.

Their faces were expressionless, but their eyes flashed with strange red light, staring at the Pope. That look seemed to make people's consciousness a little blurred, and their bodies walked into the sea involuntarily.

The Pope, who had just come to his senses, found that the sea water had spread to his knees.

He suddenly stepped back a distance and returned to the beach.

A strong chill suddenly surged in his heart, and the hairs on his body stood up, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

Just in this moment of trance, he was almost walking into the sea.

If he encountered some more terrible monsters, wouldn't he die without knowing how?

It seems that there are many terrible things hidden in this deep sea.

When he thought that his identity this time was still a salvager, he would most likely have to go into the water.

At that time, he would have to face these strange creatures, and the Pope had a headache.

He only hated that this body was very strange and could not feel any power. Otherwise, he could solve all the weirdness around him with a wave of his hand.

Thinking of this, the Pope smiled bitterly and shook his head.

How come I forgot some details that Zhang Tianshi just told me last time?

When you encounter danger, you should find a way to solve it, not to restore your strength.

Once a superhuman relies too much on strength, his thinking ability will be greatly reduced.

The Pope quickly calmed down. He found that these strange creatures seemed unable to go ashore.

Then I still have to find a way to let others find me. There is a small forest behind me, and there may be tools for making fire in it.

At least, I have to dry my clothes.

If the cold wind continues like this, this weak body will probably catch a cold.

Cold? It's really a word that I haven't encountered for decades.

The Pope continued to recall what Zhang Yangqing said in his mind.

Then he began to simulate Zhang Yangqing's way of thinking.

Since this strange talk made me become an ordinary person, the body of an ordinary person should be able to perceive things that a superhuman cannot perceive.

So this time I have to adapt to my body and stop complaining.

Although the Pope is just simulating like this, his mentality has changed very well.

Even Greco outside the big screen was slightly relieved when he saw this scene.

He was also afraid that the Pope would get stuck in a dead end. Not only would the progress be slow, but he would also not be able to react in time when he encountered danger.

In the world of ghost stories, the Pope entered the mysterious forest in the center of the island.

At this stage, the Pope found some hidden clues.

As we all know, the forest is messy, surrounded by towering trees and weeds.

Only a little moonlight penetrates the treetops, illuminating the way forward.

The place illuminated by the moonlight is not necessarily the road, but the places where the weeds are trampled must have been passed by someone.

As the saying goes, there is no road in this world, and it becomes a road when people walk more. The same is true.

If someone has walked, then this should be the direction to move forward, and the Pope will move forward along this winding path.

Without cultivation and Zhang Yangqing, a god-level teammate, the Pope is so cautious in every step.

The grass under his feet seems soft and harmless, but it actually hides mysteries.

When he stepped lightly, in addition to the familiar rustling sound, there was also a subtle and harsh snapping sound, like a fragile branch breaking in silence.

But the Pope had a strange premonition in his heart. The sound was more like stepping on something that should not be touched.

He looked down and saw something white under his feet in the faint moonlight.

A chill climbed up his spine, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be stepping on bones.

At this moment, a cold wind passed through the treetops, bringing with it a piercing chill and an inexplicable whisper.

The surrounding trees seemed to be given life. The treetops swayed wildly in the night wind, whimpering, like countless invisible hands dancing in the dark.

Those swaying tree shadows became twisted and weird under the moonlight. They intertwined and overlapped, forming a series of heart-pounding pictures.

Just looking at these trees, the Pope felt dizzy, just like the strange creatures in the sea.

If other chosen ones saw this, they would definitely not dare to move forward.

But the Pope was different. Zhang Yangqing had taught him a lot.

If there is something similar here, it means there is a solution nearby.

The Pope's thinking logic is very clear at this moment. If he wants to move in the sea, he must find a way to avoid being confused by the weirdness in the water.

Perhaps the world of ghost stories "washed" him to this island just to let him find a solution.

In this case, he should explore inside.

Thinking of this, the Pope walked in with his head held high.

After walking a distance, he felt a little emotional.

"I admire those ordinary chosen ones for being able to move forward in such a harsh environment."

It was dark and windy at night, and in an unfamiliar place, a wrong step might kill him.

If he made a wrong judgment once, the strangeness would be triggered and he would die without a burial place.

Those ordinary chosen ones had no strength and did not have a strong teammate like Zhang Yangqing. They dared to move forward in such a dangerous world of ghost stories. The Pope had to admire them.

Sometimes when he saw ordinary chosen ones being frightened and panicked, the Pope would inevitably wonder in his heart, isn't it just this little danger, is it that serious?

Now it seems that it is not the case. It really takes great courage to overcome fear.

But now, the Pope feels that he is also a brave ordinary chosen one.

This is his psychological activity at the moment.

No one expected that he would still be in the mood to think about these things at this time.

In the world of ghost stories, deep in the forest of a mysterious island.

As the Pope continued to move forward, the difficulty of the world of ghost stories began to appear.

There was only one road originally, but now there are forks in the road, heading to three different directions.

According to the Pope's experience, only one of these three roads must be correct, and the others are all wrong roads, and may even lead to the death of the Chosen.

How to choose the right road depends on how the Chosen judge.

The Pope carefully observed the surroundings, and it seemed that they were indeed roads that people had walked on.

There was no basis for judgment nearby, or he did not find a way to judge, so he could only use the simplest method, the method of elimination.