Rules-based ghost talk game

After Chen An returned home, he quickly explained the current situation to Ding Ping and Xue Yuer in a malicious manner.

As for the mission, after the three of them all accepted different tasks, they continued to cover each other.

During the day, I basically just run tasks, take photos, and get rewards, and this process goes on.

Returning home in the evening, the exhausted Chen An took a shower, drank a few beers with Ding Ping, and chatted about what happened during the day.

"These tasks are indeed not dangerous." Chen An held the glass, and the orange-yellow beer with white foam inside was shaking slightly.

Ding Ping drank all the contents of her cup boldly, then wiped her mouth with the back of her white hand and said: "We still need to be careful, we can't gamble!"

Seeing Ding Ping's heroic look, Chen An not only twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

Madam, have you been thinking about drinking without caring about your image for a long time?

In the evening, Chen An returned to the bedroom, took out the yarrow and studied it.

He took one out, placed it on the table, and poured his spirit into it.

As the spirituality turned into a hot, distorted and blurred invisible fire due to the strangeness of yarrow, the yarrow slowly burned.

The smoke was very big, and the gray-white smoke rose like threads, and then settled in the air, turning into a blurry cloud.

"What is the purpose of the secret organization?" Chen An thought silently in his heart.

Then, it is repeated three times.

Slowly, Chen An felt a hazy spiritual touch appear in his mind, and his eyes were reflected by a layer of transparent spiritual fluctuations. Through his eyes, he looked at the floating gray clouds.

In the mist, a twisted and ethereal scene slowly emerged. In the blur and indistinctness, Chen An seemed to see a city. In the city, whether it was the outer circle or the inner city, it seemed that everyone was floating around.

Intangible and vague fluctuations, these fluctuations converge towards the center like ripples of water.

The spirituality in his heart was touched, and in an even more elusive dream-like illusion, Chen An seemed to see four twisted altars. The altars were invisible, but they seemed to be real.

Soon, this strange scene disappeared.

Chen An was slightly startled when he saw that the yarrow on the table had been completely burned, leaving only gray-white ash.

"It's too vague." Chen An shook his head, feeling helpless... What are these things...

I remember Miao Luoying said that for divination, the more the diviner knows about the divination, the clearer he can see, and the smaller the personalities and involvements involved, the clearer the divination will be.

"I know nothing about this. Divination, no, it is divination. This is not a precognitive dream, and it is not omnipotent."

Afterwards, Chen An pondered for a moment, and after a while, he pulled out a yarrow and divined "whether the city lord's palace has rebelled."

This time, what he saw were three blurry black figures, which were layered on top of each other. One of them was slightly older, sitting on a chair. Behind him stood another blurry figure, and behind that figure was kneeling.

With a larger figure.

After two tests proved that this level of divination could not get the results he wanted, Chen An could only helplessly shake his head.

The yarrow gifted by the Lord of the Night is indeed a good thing, but unfortunately I am too ignorant.

but...

Why did the Lord of the Night give himself a "divine gift"? And expressed friendly kindness?

Chen An was slightly hesitant. This shouldn't be because he was an extremely talented person. Maybe it was because of Chen Sheng?

With a little cry in his heart, he went to the sea of ​​​​mind and took a look. Chen Sheng was not moving, which made Chen An feel a little helpless.

...

The next day was still a day of performing tasks, a peaceful day without danger.

When I go out during the day, I sometimes meet with Allen. When I get home at night, I go to Brother Scar to make a summary.

This situation continued until the third and fourth days.

And Ding Ping is also working hard to "drink" day after day. After the "idiot" essence is absorbed, the alcohol resistance brought to the body is gradually activated, and the amount of alcohol slowly becomes larger and larger.

On the fifth day, Ding Ping excitedly told Chen An that she might be ready to become a horror-level "alcoholic"!

Chen An asked her to take her time and consolidate a little more.

On the sixth day, the task was finally completed.

The City Lord's Mansion did not issue any new tasks, and almost the entire Soft City was raided by the few inner city residents left in the city.

The secret organization did not riot, and Chen An even thought that this matter was over.

If it weren't for Miao Luoying's "prophecy of despair" and Brother Scar's "serious treatment".

During this time, Chen An was also constantly trying to play the role of a clown, but no matter how he dressed in clown costumes to scare people, well... there was still no circus presence.

There are too few clowns who are frightening and absorbed.

Chen An felt that the progress was slow and helpless.

The absorption of the clown's essence fell into a long delay.

In view of the fatigue from the past six days, Chen An and Ding Ping decided to take a holiday for themselves and others after discussing this day.

In a short and peaceful afternoon, I spent one-third of the story points earned in these five days to have a barbecue in the backyard.

"Although I know this feels very lazy..." Chen An leaned against the door rail and muttered in his heart: "But everyone has been too tired these past few days and has been tense. Well, it is necessary to relax appropriately. , perhaps the secret organization is using this method to strain our spirits and make us ignore some important things at critical moments."

Seeing Ding Ping and Xue Yuer maliciously busying themselves with barbecue utensils, Chen An helped for a while and then invited Brother Scar and Wang Ziyan.

To his surprise, Brother Scar actually agreed without admonishing himself for being greedy for pleasure or slacking off.

"Proper relaxation is very necessary." Brother Scar said this: "Every time I use the sealed object, the side effects are very strong. You remember, if it weren't for Zi Yan, I wouldn't I am as healthy as I am now, as if I can live another hundred years!"

Seeing Wang Ziyan slapping Brother Scar in a coquettish way, Chen An closed his eyes slightly.

This dog food caught me off guard.

...

In the evening, when the orange sky rippled slightly, and the cool evening breeze blew across everyone's faces, Chen An cleaned the hot spring pool in the backyard and filled it with water.

At this moment, the small backyard seemed quite lively.

Wang Ziyan wore a dark purple split swimsuit, and Ding Ping wore a white one-piece swimsuit. The two were soaking in hot water in the hot spring pool, chatting and laughing with each other.

Of course, Ding Ping did not forget to hold a bottle of beer in her hand. She was always ready for the media request of an "alcoholic" to "not get drunk" and worked hard for this.

Xue Yuer's malicious face was darkened, and she was lighting coals for the barbecue grill with a bitter look.

Chen An and Brother Scar took out the skewered mutton skewers, kidneys, and chicken wings from the box nearby.

"Cut some potato slices? Thin ones, they will be delicious after roasting." Brother Scar looked at Chen An and said with a low smile.

When Chen An heard this, his hand holding the mutton skewers trembled slightly.

Potatoes, something he used to like to eat, almost became his nightmare after becoming a player.

"Really?" Chen An blinked and looked at Brother Scar.

Brother Scar laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "I'm just teasing you, I'm on vacation today, just relax."

"Yes." Chen An nodded. He had already asked the Smiling Rabbit and the Crying Rabbit to stand guard outside, and would notify him as soon as possible if anything happened.

Looking at the lively and warm backyard, Chen An felt the cold wind blowing on his face feel warm.

Putting the meat skewers on the barbecue grill, Xue Yuer's Malice stood on the small bench and grilled it.

Brother Scar opened a bottle of Alter's red wine and poured it into two glasses. One of them was handed to Chen An, who was leaning against the door frame in a daze.

"Drink?"

"drink."