Super thriller live broadcast

When things have developed to this point, many issues need not be explained clearly. Xia Qingzhi, who handed me the advertising card and brought me the first commission, has a 70% chance that she is related to the underworld show.

"Is this also the layout of the show?" I looked at the exquisite pendant on my phone and felt a chill in my body for no reason. I never thought that this small and inconspicuous pendant would have an irreplaceable effect in deep dreams.

Until now, I still can't be completely sure about the relationship between Xia Qingzhi and the show. The skinny shoulders, cute figure in school uniform comes to mind: "Maybe she doesn't know the truth, but was just affected."

Recalling the scenes I spent with Xia Qingzhi, I can't find anything suspicious about her. In my opinion, she is just a very ordinary female high school student, and I even have a little sympathy for her.

She is the only one in this world who knows my secret, and she is the only one who knows that I am the host of the underworld show. Similarly, I also know her secret. Xia Chi's disappearance is a mystery. In the whole city, she and I are the only ones who know about it.

We understand each other and know the basics, which is why I have never been willing to doubt Xia Qingzhi.

"During the live broadcast of the Real Death Game, Xia Chi told me that there are people from the underworld hiding around me, so I should always be careful. When he said this, Du Yu was present, so it can be ruled out that it is Du Yu for the time being. Based on the current situation It seems that this person is probably Xia Qingzhi." I clenched my fists and tried to drive out the innocent face in my mind: "Now is not the time to think about these things. If you can't escape from the deep dreamland, everything outside will They will have nothing to do with me anymore.”

"Anchor, are you okay? I think you have been acting a little abnormal since you entered this building." Truman stood outside the door. He did not dare to approach the door, as if he was afraid of some terrifying monster being held inside. .

"It's okay." I smiled faintly, without any flaws in my facial expression, thinking in my mind: "What's inside the door? Why was this place abandoned? If this is really a show layout, then why didn't they give it to me? Publish a live broadcast task?"

This is also the point that I can't figure out the most. If Xia Qingzhi in reality is the person at the show, and this live broadcast took a lot of effort to enter the deep dreamland, they will definitely make the best use of it and bring out my best value to complete it. Their purpose, but the show did not release any tasks related to this neighborhood. It is estimated that even they did not expect that I would not only enter a deep dream, but also find this place.

"Is it because I didn't turn in the Dream Wing Gu during the last live broadcast, which caused the show to be dissatisfied? Or is it that I have the potential to be a life usurper, and the show is worried that I will become the second Double-Faced Buddha, so they are not confident about me. ?" Thinking of this, I am almost certain that Xia Qingzhi gave me the plum blossom pendant as an accident. This plum blossom pendant should be more than just a key.

The show is worried about my loyalty. In fact, I did have the idea of ​​betraying the show. After all, according to the game rules of the show, it is too difficult to accumulate 10,000 points. It is better to find a way to crack the plum blossom poison. Then it would be more cost-effective to cooperate with Xia Chi and the others.

I thought for a moment and quickly made a decision. I removed the plum blossom pendant, put away my phone, and then prepared to unlock the door.

"There are show staff hidden among the water friends in the live broadcast room. They have been watching the entire live broadcast of mine. It is always good to be on guard. As for the water friends, everyone is used to the brief black screen anyway."

Hold the plum blossom pendant and stuff it into the lock cylinder, making it a perfect fit.

Turning gently, the composite lock made the sound of the spring spring popping open. I pushed it and the last door finally opened.

"Old Chu, you stay outside, I'll be out in a minute." After giving Chumen a few words, I entered the house.

"The carpet, cabinets, and desk are no different from other rooms." I knocked around the house, not missing any detail, and finally made a discovery.

There is a secret door behind the wardrobe. I can't tell what material it is made of. It looks like a frosted glass.

"The secret hidden in the house should be here." I turned my head and looked outside. Truman was standing in the corridor, nodded to me, and whispered - it's safe for now.

I moved the closet to one side and slowly pushed open the secret door. As soon as I pushed this special door half way, something slipped out.

Looking down, he saw broken paper masks falling outside the door.

"This..." The strength in my hand increased, and when I completely pushed open the secret door, I was stunned.

The darkroom of about ten square meters is filled with paper masks!

Yellowed and damaged, some of the masks were completely shattered and turned into fly ash just by the airflow generated by opening the door.

"How long have these masks been piled here? How come there are so many masks?" After a long time, I recovered from the shock: "I once saw Room 443 on Wudeng Road in Jiangcheng. If every room It’s full of people, and each person is given a mask, so it’s possible to accumulate so many.”

Looking at the piles of paper masks, my scalp went numb. I knew very well the meaning of these paper masks in the dream. Each mask probably represented a soul and a memory: "The people buried in the previous show So many people? This is comparable to a mass grave on a battlefield!"

After two or three seconds, I quickly calmed down, and the shock on my face was quickly replaced by excitement. According to my previous experience, there might be a Dreamweed growing next to every paper mask!

"This kind of plant that only grows in dreams is rooted in memory. What I like most are those souls filled with various emotions." I stretched out my hand to push aside the piled paper masks, and soon saw a hint of light. The green color slowly lifted my heart, and I did not stop the movements of my hands. As more and more paper masks were removed, green plants symbolizing life appeared in my field of vision.

"There are so many!" My Adam's apple rolled, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously raised. Under the paper mask, there were individual Dreamweed plants. There were so many that I couldn't even count them!

"Now, Dream Wing Gu can not only recover, but it can also break through itself and become even more powerful." Dream Wing Gu settled in my liver orifice, and the stronger it is, the more helpful it will be to me.

I stretched out my hands like passing locusts, unwilling to let go of any of them.

I never want to enter the deep dreamland again in my life. This opportunity is rare. Naturally, not a single one is left. Take them all away!

Five plants, ten plants, twenty plants!

When I swallowed the thirtieth strain, the Dream Wing Gu, which had been sleeping and was only passively absorbed, finally woke up.

The dreamlike light blue butterfly wings flap gently, scattering bits of dream dust like starlight.

The tentacles on its head stretched gently, as if it had had a sweet dream, and there was still a bit of laziness in its eyes.

"Little guy, you finally woke up." With a smile on his face, I don't like to owe others, especially those who have helped me. Dream Wing Gu fell into a deep sleep to save me. Being able to wake up so quickly makes me feel less guilty. for a long time.

Perhaps he heard my voice, Mengyi Gu secretly hid in the corner of the liver orifice holding the remaining part of the thousand-year-old locust flower, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by me, looking like a stingy miser.

"As for that? Am I that bad in your eyes?" I shook my head and continued to absorb the dreamy grass. When I absorbed the fiftieth plant, not only the dreamwing Gu, but also my own body was filled with Vitality, the soul seems to have been purified, thinking is clearer than ever before, and thoughts have grown a lot: "I feel that my brain has become more flexible and full of energy. I usually feel tired after drawing four or five characters. Now I estimate that I will draw ten in a row." It’s not a big problem for Zhang Fulu.”

Thoughts are extremely important for practitioners, but it is very difficult to improve them. The only way is to cultivate one's character and cultivate one's mind, and to slowly grow in a subtle way. But this time, because of swallowing a large amount of Mengying Grass, my thoughts exploded in a spurt, and now I am probably at a higher level than Leng Qingxuan, the Maoshan True Disciple.

"It's a blessing in disguise." Fifty Dreamweeds were only a quarter of the entire dark room. My eyes lit up and I decided to absorb all the Dreamweeds.