Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 424 Spirit Retention Room

"To put it simply, it is a virtual reality task competition competition. This is a competition created by Cyber ​​Studio, a company specializing in this type of technology. It has been held in many cities. Players participating in the competition are required to sign. Non-disclosure agreement, so the specific game rules have never been leaked, but it is said that the game itself is very interesting, and it has also contributed to the inspiration of many related industry players, so...I actually signed up for us."

  "When is the game then?" Qin Yin asked.

  Molly swiped on the phone and switched to the next page.

   "Hey, here is the start time," she straightened the screen, "the day after tomorrow at noon, the players will gather at the Wenjing Technology Center."

  This time arrangement is tantamount to a basin of cold water.

  "What should I do, can the Taoist master wake up then?" Qin Yin asked.

   "Yes," Jasmine lowered her shoulders in frustration, "If we just leave the Taoist leader like this, we always feel..."

   "That's okay," Qin Yin waved his hand disdainfully, "The problem is that there is no Taoist, who will protect us in the game?"

  So, is the Taoist just a bodyguard?

  It seems that love will indeed disappear.

"This...Even if the Daoist participates, we won't necessarily meet him in the game," Jasmine choked, then said, "The Ten Day Banquet is an individual match. The number of registered players is very, very large. The opponents and teammates are matched randomly. Yes, we may not even touch our own people at all."

   "In other words...can't you bully others by relying on too many people?" Qin Yin said in shock.

   Jasmine pretended to be sorry, "I guess so."

Baomu patted Qin Yin with a cynical face, and comforted, "Sister Xiaoyin, you don't have to be disappointed. Anyway, among us, you are the only one who will bully others. Whether we are or not will not affect you to bully others. Human."

  Although Baomu was beaten for this sentence, they had to admit that it was simply the truth.

   "So what are we going to do?" The idiot pulled away Qin's sound-boom hammer Baomu's hand and asked Xiang Moli, "How long will this game last?"

"It's about a few days, it's related to the specific abilities of different players. It's basically like five to ten days," Mosmine replied immediately. "It won't be more than ten days at most. After all, it will be more than ten days... Time is just right."

   Xiaolan watched Jasmine blurt out, knowing she must have done a lot of investigation, so it seems that Jasmine must be looking forward to this game very much.

  But I have to throw away the Taoist leader and go out to play by myself. Speaking of it, it is really uncomfortable.

"The game doesn't start the day after tomorrow, otherwise we will return to the mysterious game tomorrow to confirm the situation of Dao Chief," Luo Jiutian finally said, "You don't have to worry, I will take you in, and I promise you won't be kicked out like today. Up."

  Speaking nicely, but isn’t it the main reason that we were kicked out because of you?

   "Then we can go to the main entrance? There is no need to go over the courtyard wall?" Qiao Nian repeatedly confirmed from the side.

  "Don’t worry, turning over the courtyard wall is the last resort. If it doesn’t work, we will do that again. First go to the main entrance and then try the side entrance. There are so many doors in my house..."

  ***

  Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the mysterious bureau the next day, Lao Luo was already waiting at the door with a smile.

"Guess you will come back to visit the little friends," Lao Luo said, and led them into the ebony small attic at the right back of the inner room. "I have settled the little friends in Suwu. This is the Baliangshui disciple Xiu. In the pavilion where the spirits rest, the little friends are placed in the nourishing room, and there is always the care of the spiritual supporters. I believe that when you return triumphantly, the little friends will have regained their health."

   "Return in triumph... Dad, do you know we are going to participate in that competition?" As he climbed the ebony steps leading to the spiritual room on the top floor, Luo Jiutian blinked his **** and white eyes and asked his father.

  The others looked at Jasmine unanimously, and she quickly shrugged, "I didn't say anything."

"I guessed it myself," Lao Luo turned into the pure wooden platform, and pointed to the room marked with "Wu" at the end of the corridor, "Hahaha, don't you guys really think I'm an old-fashioned, young man. I know a little bit about the stuff."

   "Director Na Luo, do you want to go with you?" Qin Yin asked, opening his mouth.

  This bodyguard looks more reliable.

  But Lao Luo just squinted his eyes and shook his head, "Lao Luo still needs to take care of his little friends, everyone forgot?"

   is also right, not only lost the Taoist chief, but also took away the person who protected him. Not only is this not a friend's behavior, it's just to the extent that even the enemy shouts mercilessly.

  The wooden door is closed tightly, the door is smooth, and other things such as door handles are not visible.

  Lao Luo first tapped three times, then his right finger drew something at a height of about one and a half meters, and with a squeak, the wooden door opened from the inside.

  Others looked astonished, Luo Jiutian said "I have never seen this before", and followed his father's footsteps and stepped into the spiritual room.

There is a mist of warm and hot water on the face. The mist in the room for nourishing the soul envelops the fragrance, making people feel a comfortable warmth directly on the sky. Through the fog, one can vaguely see a person lying on the white jade platform in the house. Five jade-carved dragon heads were erected around the stone platform, and mist continued to erupt from the dragon head’s mouth, causing the person to be surrounded by the mist. Looking at it from a distance, I felt peaceful and quiet.

   "My God, is it possible that our Daoist has a terminal illness? Why is there such treatment?" Qin Yin stared at him, "This looks so crispy."

"Well, this is indeed the top spiritual nourishing treatment of Bayangshui," Luo Jiutian sat on the edge of the stone platform grinningly, "I have only enjoyed it seventy or eighty times, but it is indeed very crisp. Hahahaha ..."

"That's because every time you are sent for training by me, you will be beaten to death." After Lao Luo unceremoniously exposed his son's Versailles-style speech, he did not forget to answer Qin Yin with a smile, "but everyone Don’t worry, the little friend’s body is fine. I just take this opportunity to cultivate for the little friend’s spiritual tide. People with healthy physique will only make the body stronger."

  The Taoist leader should be naked, lying flat under a bed of white silk, his complexion is indeed much better than yesterday.

Such a large circle of people stared at the undressed Dao Chang, somewhat strange, realized that the embarrassing Xiao Lan quietly slipped to Lao Luo's side, tugged at his sleeve and said, "Uncle Luo, are you very Do you like Taoist?"

Lao Luo was stunned, and then squatted down without shyness and touched Xiaolan’s head and said, “The little friend is generous and respectful, and often has a heart of innocence. He is a good friend of Lao Luo Wangnian and an opportunity that Luo cherishes. Naturally I like it."

  Xiaolan stared at the light in Lao Luo's eyes and nodded.

"Then I will trouble you to heal the road. If he wakes up, tell him that we are going to make money to support the family," Xiaolan grabbed Lao Luo's hand, "Thank you, Uncle Luo, we are going out to play and play. We will come back if we have enough."

Others were a little surprised by Xiaolan’s attitude, and until they walked out of the door of the mystery bureau, they leaned in and asked, “Why is Xiaolan so simple, aren’t you afraid that Director Luo secretly sells the Dao Chief?... I will make a joke for nine days. Of course I know that Director Luo won't sell people, don't be angry..."

   Xiaolan raised his eyes and looked at the fool and Luo Jiutian who were entangled together, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, just sat in the taxi with a smile, and hurried to the headquarters—that is, Jasmine’s house.

  (End of this chapter)