I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

"The Opera God Pavilion? Where is that?" A flicker of confusion crossed Wu Wang's eyes.

He had wandered around here for half the night last night and still hadn't found any place called "Opera God Pavilion."

After thinking it over, Wu Wang finally thought of the dilapidated opera house.

The names of each area in the Pear Garden were distinguished by the type of opera performed there.

Similar to the puppet show and Nuo opera gardens from before.

Even the main opera house was the same.

Basically, all types of Peking opera were performed here.

Only that dilapidated opera house...

Even now that Wu Wang had been inside once and even knew that there was a secret room called "Alchemy Pavilion" inside.

He still couldn't see what the functionality of the dilapidated opera house was.

It couldn't just be to cover up the existence of the Alchemy Pavilion, right?

Moreover, with its dilapidated and desolate appearance, it must have been abandoned for a long time without anyone managing it.

The instance introduction said — 【This is the most famous Pear Garden in the capital, called "Opera God Righteous Garden," and is considered the "highest hall of opera" in the industry】

As the so-called highest hall of opera.

Even if it's not magnificent, even from the perspective of aesthetics and appearance, they shouldn't allow an abandoned opera house to stand there without being dealt with.

"Since that's the case... then I can only go take a look..."

"But first, there's still one thing I need to do."

Wu Wang took his hand out of his pocket.

He was holding some strange black hair, mixed with a lot of blue and red.

These were secretly collected by Wu Wang on the battlefield of "Changban Slope."

The hair of other players, stained with their blood.

As for how he had time to do this while fighting Lord Wang the whole time...

That's even simpler — 【Blood-Eating Grasshoppers】

This was a special type of insect that the troupe leader introduced when he was showing off that pile of strange medicinal materials and poisonous insects in the Alchemy Pavilion.

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

They collect small items stained with blood to ensure they have 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 awakened some strange XP.

Because it was mentioned in that book for calculating birthdates and zodiac signs.

That the hair and blood of the person being calculated were needed for accurate divination.

It just so happened that the 【Blood-Eating Grasshoppers】 would collect the hair of players stained with blood during battle, so Wu Wang secretly released a few grasshoppers on the ground when he threw out those two weapons.

He was now going to calculate the zodiac signs of these players!

Returning to his residence, he closed the door tightly.

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

According to the ritual described in the book, he drew it on the ground, stroke by stroke.

Eventually forming a strange, completely chaotic and inverted Bagua pattern.

Then, he placed a piece of white paper in the center of the Bagua diagram and stuck the blue hair on the white paper.

He chanted, "All living beings have a destiny, ordained by heaven; the dead all return, falling to the earth."

"The five elements generate the five aggregates, the six paths enter reincarnation."

"..."

The content recorded in the book was so tedious that Wu Wang was reminded of shamanistic rituals.

But then he thought about it, the Bai Sha family seemed to really be shamans, and for a moment he didn't know where to start complaining.

He couldn't figure out how this kind of ritual could calculate a person's birthdate and zodiac sign.

However, the moment he finished chanting the spell.

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

The blood stained on it also began to wander in the white paper as if it had a life of its own.

Before long, it formed a string of text —

【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 days and nights.

After a moment, it completely dissolved into a puddle of paste.

"March... Water?" Wu Wang began to correspond according to the 【Five Flowers Melody】 he had seen before.

"In March, orioles sing as the last flowers fall, gentle as water, gathering to form a body, strengthened to become solid."

The torso that the troupe leader wanted to obtain was the torso of the blue-haired executioner!

But at this moment, the puddle of paste on the ground gradually turned into a pool of black mud.

Wu Wang only glanced at it, his expression grave.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the hair samples of other people and began to calculate.

Zi Jin had long, straight black hair, Xiao Xiao had medium-short length and also had some inexplicable black mixed with white, giving a sense of premature graying.

Qiao Biluo's hair was permed and dyed with obvious curls, while Li Wang's was the shortest, with thick and hard strands that were easy to identify.

Wu Wang looked at the samples in his hand and couldn't help but become curious about another player —

The Book Boy.

Although this person looked like the other players, desperately dodging, he hadn't suffered the slightest injury from beginning to end.

One side was covered in injuries, while the other side had slightly dirty cuffs.

His strength was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

But he had been hiding his clumsiness all along, what did he want to do?

He replaced the white paper in the inverted Bagua again and continued to calculate the zodiac signs of the others in the same way.

The white paper with Zi Jin's hair turned yellow and was stained with various muds, February flourishes like earth.

The white paper with Xiao Xiao's hair instantly became fragments, as if some kind of sharp knife had cut it, May shines like gold.

The white paper with Qiao Biluo's hair dissolved into the ground and grew some weeds, April sinks like wood.

The white paper with Li Wang's hair burned up instantly after displaying the bloodstains representing his birthdate.

The time written on it was —

【Twelfth Month, Eleventh Day, Si Hour】

【Geng Chen, Ji Chou, Ding You, Yi Si】

Presumably it represents the heart that is red like fire.

Although he didn't have the Book Boy's birthdate, he could deduce it using the process of elimination.

The Book Boy's role was very likely the guy that the troupe leader mentioned, the one who would secretly help him kill the others.

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

He flipped through the calculation book in his hand.

He remembered seeing it on a certain page last night.

It recorded that if the calculated paper produced a secondary change.

Then it had other meanings.

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

The next second, his expression became even more solemn.

The book recorded that if you divined for a dead person, the white paper would eventually turn into black mud.

Because this black mud was where the manjusaka flowers grew, the soil next to the Naihe Bridge.

Which meant that the person being calculated had already returned to dust.

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

Wu Wang remembered very clearly.

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

If he was already dead, then could the one who was with the players now be a ghost?

But if it was killed by some kind of rule in the instance and turned into a ghost.

Then would the ghost also inherit his memory and know about the existence of the players? And even be able to use props and equipment in the battle with Lord Wang?

"No..."

"It's not that the ghost inherited his memory."

Wu Wang deduced an unbelievable conclusion —

"The person who killed him... is a player!"

"That's why he would act so naturally."