Weird Regulator

“Bang, bang, bang!”

On both sides of a luxurious round table, Ji Li caught a glimpse of an illusory shadow, sitting opposite him in a strange posture, looking at him with a vague gaze.

He hadn't opened his eyes yet, as if he had never had eyes.

But he can still see things, and his vision is clearer than with his eyes open, as if all traces and details in the world can be captured seamlessly.

A series of black lines outlined a dream scene. He saw himself sitting at a round table, facing something unknown.

"Boom boom boom!"

An uneasy sound resounds deep in the soul, sometimes very far away, sometimes very close.

Ji Li saw two hands placed on the table. The black lines quickly piled up as his sight moved, and he saw a pair of old and dry bony palms.

They were like old tree bark, dryly clinging to the slender hand bones, yet sticky to the golden round table.

These hands have been placed on the round table for who knows how many years, as if they had become branches growing out of the table, but had already withered and died.

“Is this me…”

His throat, which made no sound, was filled with dust deposited over the years. He saw himself as a corpse resurrected from the grave.

Everything has become withered and desolate in the ruthless and cruel years.

No……

There is another one that is still growing, which is the long, thick, black hair.

They are the only organization that does not exude the smell of death, as if they are not part of Ji Li and have some kind of independent life.

The long hair had been extended very long and fell from the top of the head to the back, the round table, the chair, and the soles of the feet of the "corpse".

Ji Li felt that he was already dead.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, nor did he dare to look directly at the person at the round table.

Whether it was himself or the person opposite him, both of them made him feel a sense of fear that he could not look directly at.

On this table, there are some things that he shouldn't see at this moment.

They are ten black playing cards - numbered 1 to 10.

There were also seven dried human skulls.

But five of the seven skulls had been completely broken into two halves, leaving only two, staring at him closely with their dark and mysterious skulls...

"It's too late! Hurry up..."

The uneasy sound was getting closer, but was immediately driven far away.

"You...lost..."

A sound that was about to shatter the scene, with a sound that made people tremble with fear, came crashing down on them.

The voice was neither male nor female, neither old nor young, and it could hardly be called a human voice. However, it was words that humans could recognize, and it carried with it a terrifying force that could crush everything.

The entire sky could hardly bear those three words. The round table, this dead object, was also shaking and trembling, especially the ten cards on the table and the only two remaining complete skulls.

Ji Li heard clearly that the voice coming from all directions was actually the nothingness opposite him!

"Ji Li! Ji Li!! Ji Li!!!"

The uneasy voices were still chattering into my ears from the cracks. Everything was about to collapse at this moment, including this body that looked like it was dead.

However, the unprecedented vibration caused the body that had been lying on the chair for a long time to tremble. At first glance, it did not seem to be destroyed, and could even be interpreted as "resurrection"!

All kinds of fragments and visions came one after another under the attack of those three words.

The upside-down and upright Yu Lao Street, the strange and shining red pattern, the silent 101, the dangerous 201, the dreamlike 6002, the missing 1001 and 1002...

The disappeared big-eyed doll, the disappeared plum blossoms, the disappeared Tongguan, Chang Nian, Lan Yu...

In front of this round table, Ji Li saw the past, present and future. They were all piled together, as if trying to squeeze everything that could be told into his mind in an instant.

While he is still awake...

Haruyama Mirai said to him: "If you kill me, I won't blame you."

Mo Zai said to him, "Don't worry about me, I'm leaving."

Ouyang said to him: "You are the disaster that killed everyone!"

Tong'en and Ajing said to him, "You deceived us and betrayed us, why don't you just die?"

"Ji Li, are you in 6002?"

"You...lost......"

From the depths of the soul, from across the round table, two different existences came with completely different calls at the same time.

The nightmare finally collapsed.

The round table broke into pieces and rolled up into the sky. The ten black cards from 1 to 10 were all shattered. The five cracked skulls and two intact skulls were all shattered...

They turned into fragments and slowly rose into the air at an extremely slow speed, floating in front of Ji Li's eyes, and gradually faded away...

This dream is like a smashed egg. The eggshell has been broken, and the yolk and egg white inside will also be destroyed.

The trend is unstoppable and human efforts are insufficient.

But Ji Li stood up from the chair and raised his two hands that had been lying on the table for a long time. He just didn't move, but he was not dead.

Just when Ji Li wanted to see what he was going to do, a ray of light suddenly appeared outside the cracked "eggshell" in the sky.

The light was hot and dazzling. It did not belong to either Ji Li or that person. It was a light that should not appear here at all.

But it still appeared at the most critical moment.

And this light illuminates the darkness...

The light was enchanting and warm, illuminating the dry Ji Li. A man walked out of the light and stood in front of Ji Li, blocking the broken round table and the broken world.

He slapped seven brand new, uncracked human skulls onto the round table, and pulled the already collapsed "situation" back from the brink of hell!

It was as if he had taken over Ji Li's position over the long years and was in control of the round table game!

"Gu Xingjian!"

In the master bedroom of Room 6002, Ji Li suddenly woke up from his dream. He resisted the pressure to open his eyes, leaned on the bed sweating profusely, and shouted out this name.

A face that suddenly appeared in his dreams of the past, present and future.

The black lines quickly reorganized, instantly constructing the spatial framework and every detail, allowing him to have a supernatural vision without having to open his eyes.

Pang Guijuan's head was pressed at the foot of the bed, as if it was a living head. She was looking at Ji Li with a sinister look, with a mysterious smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Ji Li? Are you in 6002?"

Clyde's voice sounded from outside the door. This time it was no longer distant, and the urgent voice foreshadowed the arrival of some big event.

A nightmare that is a fusion of multiple forces - Ji Li, Gray Soul, and Dream Ghost.

He even saw the intervention of the ghost child and the influence of the evil spirit in his dream...

The ghosts that had bet on him were not exposed, but he could sense their aura deeply.

Thus, a nightmare was created for him to look back at the past, examine the present, and peek into the future.

As information exploded, the intervention of Meng Gui also allowed him to obtain many traces of Yu Laojie's mission that he had never known before.

Among these, the most important one...

Gu Xingjian suddenly took over as a third party in that round table game.

But it is definitely not just about the round table, because Meng Gui’s dream also includes the Yu Laojie mission.

Ji Li grabbed Pang Guijuan's head, tossed her long hair behind her ears, and ran straight to Clyde outside the door, his mood gloomy and excited.

"Gu Xingjian is not only alive, he also broke into my future and even into the Yu Laojie mission, the one I have never visited... Room 1818!"