I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

"Me? Lou Yu?"

Master Yu's expression turned blank, followed by a look of anger even greater than when Wu Wang dissected Lord Xiang's corpse.

He violently wiped his face with his hand, smearing the makeup.

Pointing at his own nose, he cursed, "You think I look like a woman?!"

Whether it was from anger or something else, he gasped for breath, his whole body trembling.

But Wu Wang nodded confidently, saying, "This skin of yours is indeed a man's, but you are Lou Yu."

"If you were to die right now, I could dissect you and definitely find—"

"Your bone structure is the same as the Lord's."

"You are all Lou Yu."

As soon as these words came out, not only was Master Yu dumbfounded,

but even the players felt it was utterly absurd.

What do you mean by 'all are Lou Yu'?

"What a pity, what a pity, you're not just three parts into the role," Wu Wang shook his head and sighed, "You still have the nerve to mock Lord Xiang for losing himself, but aren't you the same? You don't even remember who you are."

Having said that, before Master Yu could retort,

Wu Wang suddenly drew a silver-white hairpin from his waist.

Not far away, Zi Jin's eyes narrowed.

Wasn't that the Lou Yu hairpin she had lost in the Water Well Courtyard?

This guy actually found it.

Wait… not found.

But was the step of "lost" already within his calculations?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Such a far-reaching calculation; it's best not to make such a fellow an enemy.

"Thief! Where did you get her hairpin?!" Master Yu shouted angrily.

But as soon as he finished cursing, he froze in place.

Something didn't seem right.

Lou Yu had already returned the hairpin to her before falling into the well.

Logically speaking, after her disappearance, this thing should have been with her in the ghost gate of the underworld.

Why would it end up in Wu Wang's hands?

Clap—

Wu Wang clapped his hands and smiled with satisfaction, "It seems you've realized the problem; the hairpin shouldn't appear in this Garden of the God of Theater."

Then he looked at Zi Jin and the other players.

He smiled playfully, "You guys don't really think this is just a prop that was refreshed for use, do you?"

"It is itself part of the clue."

"If this really is the underworld, the hairpin that Lou Yu took back wouldn't be here."

"This is the most obscure clue, telling us—Lou Yu is here."

The players' eyes turned to the bookboy.

Because the first person among them to suggest that this was the underworld was this guy.

The bookboy couldn't deny his own reasoning error, sighed, and nodded, "His explanation is more reasonable."

Immediately afterward, the bookboy narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then where did you deduce that everyone is playing the role of Lou Yu? A woman's bone structure isn't enough, is it?"

Faced with his doubts,

and the players' bewildered expressions,

Wu Wang shook his head instead and said, "Actually, it's already enough; it's still that same sentence, don't be too rigid in your thinking. Why do you think the Lord's bone structure would be that of a woman?"

"I already reminded you, Xiao Xiao."

Hearing this guy call her name,

Xiao Xiao looked completely bewildered.

Recalling her previous conversation with Wu Wang.

Contrast… making it seem real… medical career… I'm not a doctor…

Her pupils visibly constricted.

Indeed, Wu Wang had already reminded her in his previous nonsense.

A look of astonishment flashed in her eyes as she answered.

"Not studying medicine! She's just an actress from the Garden of the God of Theater! She doesn't understand the true structure of the human body or professional forensic dissection!"

"Therefore, she can imitate the appearance of other people, even their physical form."

"But she can't change her own essence, because Lou Yu doesn't understand the difference between a man's and a woman's bone structure. In her view, when people die, they're just a pile of skeletons, nothing different."

Clap—

Wu Wang clapped his hands again.

Finally, someone's brain is working.

He had figured this out when he left the Nuo Opera Garden.

The same bone structure means it's the same person.

However, Master Yu couldn't understand the twists and turns of what they were saying.

The ghostly shadows under his feet pounced forward.

Trying to snatch the hairpin from Wu Wang's hand.

Seeing this, Wu Wang had no intention of holding on to it.

Instead, he directly threw it into Master Yu's hand, letting him see clearly.

Let him give up completely.

"Really… this really is her hairpin…"

In Master Yu's view, if this thing is in the world,

it means that Lou Yu didn't fall into the underworld at all, but simply disappeared.

The belief he had long held onto was collapsing bit by bit at this moment.

Like dominoes being pushed, numbness gradually spread throughout his body.

"Evidence… I want other evidence…"

He squeezed out a few words to Wu Wang blankly.

As if grasping at a lifeline.

If Wu Wang couldn't convince him, it meant that he might not necessarily be wrong either.

Lou Yu hadn't appeared yet, had she?

Hearing Master Yu's wretched and humble words,

Wu Wang sighed, "Then let me ask you, why is your head pointy… oh, no, it should be, why do you think you, a mere actor, can be on friendly terms with a Lord who expanded territories and guarded the country?"

"Why is there only that skinny old man as a servant in the entire Garden of the God of Theater? Can he handle it all?"

"Why can't you hear the noise outside in the Garden? This is the capital!"

"Why can't you even gather half a troupe of actors under your command and still call yourself a Master? What kind of opera troupe only has one person?"

"Why are there two theaters in the Garden? The Master in the skinny old servant's words is above the Alchemy Pavilion. Can't you really hear his wailing?"

This series of questions left Master Yu speechless.

He wanted to explain.

But he didn't know where to start.

Everything in this Garden of the God of Theater seemed self-evident to Master Yu.

As natural as breathing and drinking water.

No one would normally think about why they need to breathe and drink water.

But when someone asks him why he needs to breathe, why he needs to drink water.

Even if he said, "If you don't breathe, you'll suffocate, if you don't drink water, you'll die of thirst," it would be passable.

However, Master Yu, now thinking about Wu Wang's questions, couldn't say it.

Yes, why?

Seeing Master Yu's tangled appearance,

Wu Wang condescendingly answered for him.

"Because this is the Garden of the God of Theater that Lou Yu hopes for in her heart."

"She hopes that the high and mighty Lord can be on friendly terms with the humble and lowly actor Yu Ji."

"She hopes that everything in the Garden will not be disturbed by the outside world."

"She hopes that her beloved Yu Ji can become the Master."

"However, what is the reality?"

Clang—

Speaking of this, the helmet on Master Yu's head fell to the ground with a thud.

In the shocked gazes of the crowd.

His… oh no, it should be said that her hair began to grow wildly like a surging tide.

In the blink of an eye, it dragged on the ground.

The messy makeup smeared on her face also began to gradually fade in color.

Revealing Yu Ji's handsome face underneath.

Afterward, her face also began to change as the makeup faded.

Finally, a haggard and incomparably feminine face was revealed.

That was a face that was hard to imagine having experienced such vicissitudes.

So gaunt that the skin almost completely conformed to the shape of the bones, the flesh on both sides of the corners of her mouth and around her eye sockets sunken in, like a true skeleton.

Her lips were pale like a dead person.

Her eyes were lifeless and filled with despair.

It was difficult to even tell she was a woman; if she lost any more weight, it would be impossible to distinguish whether she was alive or dead.

It was hard to imagine that this was once a young woman whose eyes crinkled like crescent moons when she smiled, captivating everyone who saw her.

She stood there, muttering to herself:

"The truth is... the Prince is dead, Father is gone, and Yu is no more."

"The Xishen Yiyuan is now in decline, never to regain its former glory, and even the theater is dilapidated."

"Women have low status, and I am just a lowly actress that even brothels wouldn't want. In this bustling capital, even making a living has become difficult."

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Lou Yu woke up.

She remembered who she was.

She remembered the bitter cold of winter, the oppression of being condemned by thousands, the days worse than a stray dog, and the fickleness of the world.

After that night, everything changed.

The father who raised her was a fake, and the Prince she admired was afraid of death.

Yu Ji, who truly loved her, was thrown into the well.

Lou Yu slumped to the ground, hot liquid trickling from the corners of her eyes onto her cheeks, a faint metallic scent filling her nostrils.

Her crying was not tears, but blood.

Because that night, her tears had long since dried.

Although she sat motionless, sobbing.

She emanated an ominous, oppressive aura that made it difficult to breathe.

Seeing Lou Yu appear in this state.

All the players' hearts jumped into their throats.

This looked like the BOSS was about to enter the second phase!

If the warlord prince, whose face was written with 'I am number one in the world,' was only a part played by Lou Yu.

Then how terrifying would the real her be?

The pageboy appeared silently beside Wu Wang and whispered, "Are you happy now? You called her out, but what do we do next?"

Wu Wang glanced at him and sighed, "What else can we do? Can you defeat her in her world? Can you gamble better than Chow Yun-fat with his slicked-back hair, or fight better than Qiao Feng, who carries his own BGM of the 'Tian Long Ba Bu Interlude'? What are you talking so wildly about?"

"Her world?" The pageboy narrowed his eyes.

In that instant, all the inconsistencies connected.

Yes, everything in the Yiyuan was the most desirable situation Lou Yu had imagined.

So, this is neither the underworld nor the mortal realm.

But Lou Yu's inner world!

Or rather, a sub-world created by her long-cherished wish.

But how could a woman who had lost everything, living on the streets, skinny as a skeleton, probably not even eating as well as a stray dog, possess such great power to achieve all this?

"[Death]! It's the power of [Death]!"

"She came into contact with that being but wasn't corrupted?!"

The pageboy's voice was filled with incredible shock.

However, Wu Wang's eyes were filled with pity.

He said softly, "You're wrong again. She was not only corrupted, but she's also completely beyond saving."

In Wu Wang's eyes, Lou Yu was not only as thin as a withered bone.

Her whole body was also covered with strange patterns.

Only careful observation revealed that they were pairs of eerie vertical pupils.

It was as if Lou Yu was born with such bizarre features.

Wu Wang could confidently assert that.

The moment this sub-world ended would be the moment Lou Yu's soul completely dissipated.

She was different from Principal Wang and the Yin Marriage God, who tried to grasp the aura of the Abyss God.

Lou Yu wholeheartedly accepted the Abyss God's corruption.

Allowing her thoughts and body to be twisted by Him.

Perhaps this is the so-called "already at the bottom, no matter how you go, it's upwards."

In her opinion, things couldn't get any worse.

"To be honest, I have to mourn for her original world," Wu Wang said helplessly.

The pageboy didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

After all, his understanding of the Abyss God was not as profound as Wu Wang's.

Based on the contaminated sub-worlds Wu Wang had experienced.

Once tainted with the aura of the Abyss God, the core of this sub-world would be twisted.

Seemingly, the aura of the Abyss God helped this poor woman create a fantasy land.

In reality, in Wu Wang's view, He was using Lou Yu as a medium.

To invade and contaminate that other being's sub-world.

Perhaps, the original world has now completely become the shape of the Abyss God.

"Before his death, Yu Ji actually gave you a hint, a warning about the [Five Bloom Tune], right?" Wu Wang ignored the pageboy and went forward to talk to Lou Yu.

She raised her face, her dozens of eyes looking at Wu Wang with despair.

Instantly, he was reminded of the feeling of being stared at by the [Eye in the Wheel] envoy, the San dropping and his whole body tingling.

Finally, she nodded silently.

Using a voice hoarse from a long-term lack of water, like a zombie's roar, she said, "He used blood... in his palm... wrote the three words [Five Bloom Tune]."

"He can... come back..."

Hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Especially the pageboy, who knew what Yu Ban Master and Lord Xiang planned to do with the [Five Bloom Tune] puppets in the sub-world.

His eyes flashed with admiration.

People cannot imagine things they don't know in their subconscious.

In other words, even Lou Yu, who was already so miserable.

Relying solely on the three words [Five Bloom Tune], she investigated and discovered its true usage.

And deduced what Yu Ji had experienced that night based on its usage.

What an intelligent girl.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

"I think you misunderstood Yu Ji's meaning," Wu Wang said slowly.

He said calmly, "Yu Ji didn't want you to save him."

"He wanted you to run away quickly, away from this man-eating place."

"He always loved you, but he didn't have time to say it."

Only Wu Wang could understand this meaning.

Because only he had stepped into Yu Ji's memories.

And knew the true thoughts of this simple-minded martial artist.

After a moment of silence.

Wu Wang said a conjecture that, even after he had verified Lou Yu's existence, he still found absurd.

This was the key to whether he thought he could successfully pass the sub-world—

"Even more, he didn't want you to sacrifice yourself to refine that evil [Five Bloom Tune] puppet, in order to exchange for his rebirth."

"That's not the Crescent Moon girl in Yu Ji's heart."

As soon as these words came out, the entire courtyard fell silent.

The players felt their breathing quicken.

They all cast strange glances at Wu Wang.

Indeed, they admitted that this kid's previous risk-taking had succeeded.

But was he starting to go crazy again?

What did it mean that Lou Yu was planning to sacrifice herself to refine the [Five Bloom Tune]?

Hadn't she always used the actors played by the Descenders?

That is, them, these players?

What did that have to do with sacrifice!

Looking at everyone's puzzled eyes.

And Lou Yu's silence without rebuttal.

Wu Wang jumped from the edge of the well to in front of Lou Yu, and squatted down to be level with her eyes, who was slumped on the ground.

He said word by word, "You personally admitted what these various imagined identities represent."

"Or should I help you say it?"

"Tear off your last disguise as the God of Theatre?"