What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?

After a few minutes.

The hallucinatory flame created by the flashlight is still burning. Behind the flame, the curled up black silk thread is ready to move; in front of the flame, Yang Buqi is constantly touching his head.

"...I'm sorry, let me confirm it again." He thought about it, and still felt that he might have misunderstood something. The real facts should not be as outrageous as what he heard just now, "You accidentally summoned this... this, er, the old version Haunted House No. 71. Then you get chased by it..."

"It's not 'chasing it over'." Xu Tuoran seriously corrected, "I led it to run over."

"And we didn't call out 'accidentally'. We did it on purpose. This is a stopgap measure."

Pu Han, who came one step behind her, nodded slowly beside her to show her approval.

A stopgap... a stopgap?

...So the truth is really that outrageous, isn't it!

Yang Buqi almost laughed angrily. He turned around a few times on the spot, looked at the juvenile version No. 71 blocked behind the flames, and tried to organize his thoughts:

"So your expedient measure is to summon an abomination pretending to be a god, or an abomination of the first grade... um..."

He rubbed his forehead: "To be honest, I'm really skeptical now, whether I'm confused or you two are confused... Are you two real? Huh?"

Of course, he himself knew that it was too much to say. Among other things, the slap print on Puhan's face is so real that it cannot be overemphasized—the question is? Two capable people? Summoned a little false god? Are they using materials left by disciples of the cult? After finishing the work, lead him all the way to show him?

What do you think this is? A beautiful puppy picked up by the side of the road?

Yang Buqi leaned his back against the wall, wiped his face, paused for a few seconds, and wiped again.

Xu Tueran observed his expression, and said cautiously: "I think you have missed the point of this matter."

Yang Buqi: ...?

"The point is not that we got a baby fish. The point is, we plan to use these baby fish..."

Xu Tuoran tried his best to gesture, and Pu Han next to her patted her.

"Come here little by little, don't give so much information at a time. Didn't you see that he was about to die?"

"I didn't!" Yang Buqi immediately said, "I understood it the first time, okay? To put it bluntly, use this little fish..."

He glanced at the big ball of wet and cold black silk thread behind the flames, and couldn't say the word "Little Yuzai" anyway, so he changed his words silently: "Use this H-level Haunted House No. 71 to charge the seal box, Then use the sealed box to deal with the Hui class outside... and so on."

Yang Buqi suddenly realized: "You just said 'these'?"

He looked at Xu Tuoran in shock, and Xu Tuoran nodded ignorantly: "Yes. Pu Han said that 'recharging' is an auxiliary technique with a relatively low power conversion rate, so the actual number of small fishes needed should be higher than normal. One or two more…”

Generally speaking, three torch-level props or ability users are needed for normal support, and at least four are needed for force charging directly with abominations.

Yang Buqi: …

He turned to look at Pu Han: "Do you have anything to say about this?"

Pu Han patted the wooden box on his body: "I have all the materials ready!"

This box was brought out from the initial summoning room. After Xu Tuoran diverted the juvenile version of No. 71, he went back to search it, packed a whole box, and pushed it out with a cart.

"There are all kinds of materials in it, it's guaranteed to be enough." Pu Han vowed.

Yang Buqi: …

Am I asking you about the material!

You shouldn't, you shouldn't have let the two of them... No, it was the three of them, together...

Yang Buqi rubbed his forehead: "No, this matter...is it possible?"

"To be honest, I'm not sure." Pu Han said frankly, "Dealing with evil things will inevitably lead to pollution and risks...but theoretically, this idea is feasible."

What the juvenile version of the abomination provides is the power needed for the seal box to operate, and this part of the power itself will be consumed during use. And once the seal is successful, even if they take the seal box out of the time segment, the sealed Haunted House No. 71 has no possibility of breaking free.

Yang Buqi: "Then what if when we fight against it, this time segment collapses ahead of time?"

"That's another level of risk." Pu Han spread his hands, "If the time segment disappears before the seal is completed, then our round is equivalent to giving free money to all members-but in general, I think this method has a certain value. worth trying."

He touched the back of Feifei's smooth hand, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes were in a daze, and then he smiled softly:

"Many of the tactics and props that you take for granted now are obtained by the predecessors at great risks. Including the sealed box you are holding... If this is the case, why can't we make the batch that takes risks? If This method is done, maybe we can develop a new tactical system in the future..."

Yang Buqi: "..."

Yang Buqi: "When you come up with this set of high-sounding rhetoric, have you ever thought that I can actually hear your hypocrisy?"

"I know." Pu Han nodded, "I'm just giving you a reason to convince yourself."

Yang Buqi: "..."

"I still think this matter needs to be discussed." He rubbed his face vigorously, and the brush of the immortal pen hidden in Xu Tuoran's pocket took the opportunity to float out quietly and hang in the air.

"Let's not talk about other things, as a capable person, summoning some evil gods is outrageous in itself. And it is against the rules."

The pen of the pen fairy danced quickly: [That's right, it's too outrageous! 】

Yang Buqi: "What's more, horizontal comparison, this method is too risky, once a mistake is made, all members will be compensated. In comparison, the method of finding 'survivors' is more secure, at least the group will not be wiped out at once. I will forget it , you are the only Hui-level omniscient, and Xu Tuoran is only nineteen. She hasn't even studied in college..."

Pen Fairy's Brush: [Yes, yes, what a pity. 】

"Even if we try, at least let you two...you two..." Yang Buqi looked at Pu Han, who had a godlike face, and Xu Turan, who had an inexplicably determined expression, and silently swallowed the words went back.

After a pause of two seconds, he wiped his face again.

"... Forget it, let's talk about it, what should I do?" Yang Buqi took a deep breath and asked as if giving up.

The pen of the pen fairy who is trying to wave the lamp to call him: [...? ? ? 】

Eh? Eh? ?

Did you make a mistake? Look at you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but you are also a traitor? !

No matter what attitude Bixian Zhibi has, Yang Buqi nods his head, and the matter is officially finalized.

What Yang Buqi needs to do is actually very simple, but also very important.

Charging the sealed box requires specific runes, and Yang Buqi had to help draw these, so that the power of the young boy No. 71 could be forced into the sealed box—fortunately, he actually has an inclination to upgrade to the torch level, otherwise this matter would still be difficult. It's really difficult.

Fortunately, this childhood version of No. 71 is so afraid of fire that he feels it very sincerely—Pu Han brought a lot of candles when he came here, and placed a big circle around it, like a birthday cake. Childhood No. 71 wanted to move but didn't dare to move, so he could only shrink in the candle circle, watching Yang Buqi walking back and forth by the side, drawing blood on the ground and the wall, which made him very uncomfortable. Uneasy pattern.

In order to house this number 71. They purposely found an empty room. Xu Tuoran was squatting outside the room, sorting out the materials for the next ceremony, noticing Yang Buqi's tense profile, and soothingly said: "Don't worry, if the plan really fails by then, I'll throw a set of control skills out." .If you run with Pu Han on your shoulders, you can still earn some respite. Don’t always think about the worst outcome.”

"Besides, we are all in the fragments of time now. In the process of preparing for the ceremony, we can pay attention to the information of the so-called 'survivor'. What if we find him in the process? Right." Xu Tueran clapped his hands and stood Get up and turn to look at him.

Yang Buqi gave a muffled hum, lowered his eyes: "Does your hand still hurt?"

Xu Tuoran:?

"Just the ones that got scratched before you..." Yang Buqi nodded his palm, Xu Turan suddenly realized, and shook his head again and again: "It's okay, it's all fine, it doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you."

She knew that Yang Buqi was referring to the "stigmata" left on her body by Bixianzhi's pen before—Yang Buqi discovered these wounds as soon as they met, and healed her with his lips pursed.

However, because the actual level of the pen that created the wound is higher, and now it is in the domain, his healing effect has been weakened to a certain extent. Although all the wounds were successfully healed, some light red marks were still left .

Xu Tueran knew that these red marks would disappear after going out, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Hearing Yang Buqi's question at this time, he just thought that he was still depressed and changed the subject, and didn't mention the escape plan anymore, so he turned to probe He came in and said, "There are so many runes. What are they for?"

"Suppression; Imprisonment; Advanced Defense; Energy Absorption, here is another conversion—it's a complete set. Finally, put the sealing box in the conversion position." Yang Buqi briefly introduced her one by one, Xu Tuoran nodded thoughtfully.

"Actually, I wanted to ask before. Why do you have to force it to recharge?" She glanced at the pile of black silk threads in the candle circle, and lowered her voice: "You are at the torch level. Do you want to squeeze the juice again?"

…juicing. She said juicing.

Yang Buqi choked for a moment because of Xu Tuoran's wording, and fell silent for a while, automatically ignoring the wording problem:

"It is difficult for human beings to directly destroy abominations. They can only do 'dispersion' or 'suppression'. Only abominations can kill abominations, because they can devour each other and directly absorb and digest each other's power."

"So..." Xu Tuoran nodded half-understanding, turned around, picked up the materials, and walked into another room at the end of the corridor—Pu Han chose that place as the location for the next summoning ceremony.

The childhood version of Haunted House No. 71 watched her walk out in front of him, shrank in the circle of flames, and hugged him silently.

The pen of the pen fairy floated out again to dance the light board, and did not give up any chance to express myself:

[Look at it, isn't it pitiful? Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in a slaughterhouse? 】

【It has just come into this world, it doesn't know anything yet, and it is about to face such a cruel ending. 】

[Without calling, there is no harm. Refuse the call, start with you and me. 】

Xu Turan: ...

"Okay, you are so kind, so go and accompany it now." She said, holding the pen and throwing it in the direction of the pile of candles - the pen drew a parabola in the air, and only halfway through the stroke, there was an urgent Turning the corner, he rushed back to Xu Tuoran's pocket again without speaking.

"..." Xu Tuoran curled his lips, shook his head, and continued to walk deep into the corridor.

The first step of the plan soon ushered in success.

As a torch-level Yang Buqi triggered the rune, he successfully imported part of the energy of Juvenile No. 71 into the sealed box—this made the whole monster of Juvenile No. 71 look a lot weaker, and both actions and reactions changed. more slowly.

Pu Han and Xu Tuoran had already been prepared for the second summoning ceremony. As soon as Yang Buqi finished here, Xu Tuoran led the second one over there. Due to the chaotic logic inside the space-time fragments, the coexistence of two No. 71s did not cause any problems.

...It just looks a little strange.

Xu Tuoran forced it into the corner of another empty room with a fire flashlight, and quickly surrounded it with candles. Yang Buqi followed and began to draw runes again—this kind of runes with special functions are all targeted, and once the target is changed, another one has to be drawn. Because the interval between the two consecutive times was too short, his face turned a little pale.

And when Xu Tuoran led the third one along the corridor, Yang Buqi's eyes were already blurry.

We are now...should be fighting monsters, right?

He thought in a trance. For some reason, at this moment, he felt like he was working on an assembly line.

The point is, even he would have difficulty breathing when he came into close contact with the three H-level abominations. The survival instinct in the body was screaming crazily, and the cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out—and Xu Turan...

Xu Tuoran acted like a normal person, waving the flashlight in his hand like a shepherd's whip.

Yang Buqi: …

"Then what." He coughed and asked tactfully, "Don't you feel any discomfort?"

Xu Tuoran:?

"Although they are phantoms, they are also high-level in the chaos." Yang Buqi reminded, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must say so."

Xu Tueran nodded slowly, thought for a moment, and said, "I feel fine. It's the first time I see it. It will be uncomfortable, but I'll just get used to it later. I guess it's immune."

Yang Buqi: …

Xu Tuoran: "? What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay." Yang Buqi shook his head with complicated emotions, "Then...keep it up. It's good."

After Yu Bi adjusted his breathing, he turned around and walked towards the room where Pu Han was.

Pu Han also guessed that his body couldn't bear to draw a complete set of conversion runes three times in a row, and he had already agreed with him before that he would be replaced by the third time. Yang Buqi waited for a while, but he didn't see Pu Han coming out. Feeling something was wrong, he took the initiative to go in and take a look, when he saw Feifei slapping Pu Han violently.

Pu Han leaned against the wall, motionless, rolling his eyes slightly. Yang Buqi was startled, rushed up and shook the person a few times, and then covered his hand that was emitting white light, Pu Han coughed twice, and finally recovered.

"Don't stare at me like that. This is an unexpected situation." As soon as Pu Han opened his eyes, he quickly waved his hands to Shang Yang's condemning eyes, "The juvenile No. 71 summoned this time is a bit older , the impact is a bit big..."

The state of number 71 he summoned was determined according to the time shard it was in. In the time shard they were in at this time, number 71 happened to be in the thriving period, so it was a bit difficult to deal with.

It was also because he was unprepared, and was sprayed on the face by the chaotic breath brought by the other party. At first, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but when Xu Tuoran led the monster away, his sanity immediately became a little unclear, and he instinctively wanted to leave with that No. 71.

Confusion and sobriety, two kinds of consciousness were fighting in his mind, and he collapsed without resisting for a while.

Yang Buqi closed his eyes and sighed: "I said earlier that this kind of behavior is risky..."

"This time it was really an accident." Pu Han said, "I could have controlled it at first. Those childhood versions, because of Xu Tuoran's ability, all seemed stupid..."

It's just that he is also stupid. I didn't look carefully, just summoned a more troublesome one.

Yang Buqi: "What about now? Stop first?"

"You can't stop it. What Xu Tuoran said is right, the evil things summoned by his ability must of course be used to their full potential!" Pu Han said eloquently. It would be more convincing if his face wasn't so ugly.

"How to use it? I'm not in a good state right now, and drawing another set of runes is the limit. You probably also..." Yang Buqi half-spoken, suddenly realized something, and shook Pu Han, "Wait, tell me the truth What is Xu Tuoran's real level now?"

"Candle, what else can it be?" Pu Han said.

...?

Yang Buqi was stunned for a moment: "Come up from Yingsheng?"

Pu Han felt that he asked strangely: "Otherwise? Did you fall from the lamp?"

"...No, the main thing is that it's too fast..." Yang Buqi recalled the time when Xu Tuuran became a capable user. Although he had a hunch, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised by her upgrade speed, but now is obviously not the time to think about it.

He thought for a while and said, "In this way, let her draw the next runes with me. For Zhu, it should be enough to draw the confinement, suppression and defense runes..."

"It's not impossible. She is indeed talented." Pu Han thought for a while, then frowned again, "But there are many points to pay attention to in drawing this set of runes. Is it too late for her to learn it temporarily? "

Yang Buqi shook his head, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Xu Tuoran halfway in from the door.

"Is everything okay inside?" she asked, "Is everything all right? I have a little problem here..."

Just as Yang Buqi was about to respond, his eyes fell on Xu Tuoran's hand, and his expression suddenly changed: "What's wrong with your hand?"

I saw that Xu Tuoran's finger was red and dripping blood.

"Oh, it's okay, this is the small problem I was talking about." Xu Tuoran squeezed the wound on his finger a little embarrassedly, "The one that was brought outside just now seems to be not very obedient, and the candle can't trap it. I'll just cut it." I drew my own hand and drew a picture like you..."

As a result, for some reason, I was a little dizzy the moment I finished drawing the rune—but that's not the point.

The point is that her hand was cut a bit deep, and the bleeding couldn't stop.

Yang Buqi rushed over without waiting for her to finish speaking, while quickly covering her wound with white light, he said, "Then what about No. 71? How is it?"

"It didn't do much. After adding the imprisonment rune, it stopped." Xu Tuoran said casually, "But will this interfere with your future drawing? Do you want to erase it and start over..."

Yang Buqi: "..."

"You just said that it has stopped?" He asked subconsciously, and Pu Han next to him couldn't hold back anymore and rushed out first.

Xu Turan looked puzzled, Yang Buqi smiled awkwardly, pushed her out together, just arrived at the corridor, and saw Pu Han standing outside a room, staring with great interest at a rune painted on the wall inside the room.

Seeing the two people coming out, he pointed to them and asked Yang Buqi curiously, "Have you taught her?"

Yang Buqi was helpless: "Please, you are omniscient—can you stop making these suspicious remarks that make me doubt your sanity?"

"Am I too lazy to look at it myself?" Pu Han smiled, and carefully traced it with his left hand, "This level of completion is okay. It really works."

This set of runes itself contains power ranging from torch level to brilliance level, but it must be triggered by human infusion of power. Theoretically speaking, the candle level is the minimum requirement, but in practice, operators start at the light level, and may not be able to finish a whole set with one light level.

So after Xu Tueran finished drawing this rune, he would feel dizzy for a while—the part of his strength was taken away in an instant, can he not be dizzy?

"I just told you, she can really do it." Yang Buqi whispered. Pu Han gave him a strange look.

I understand the truth. But she can, why are you so proud?

"Then do as you said just now." Pu Han was weak at first, and after his excitement passed, he seemed listless again. He nodded at Yang Buqi, then silently walked away from the door of the room, and sat down against the wall to rest.

Yang Buqi responded, turned his head and was about to discuss the drawing of runes with Xu Tuoran, when his gaze swept across the other side of the corridor, his expression suddenly paused.

"That, Xu Tuoran." He called Xu Tuoran's name, and pointed to a few candles placed in the corridor. "Can you tell me...why did you put the candle in that position?"

He had seen Xu Tuoran setting up candles before. The amount is very economical. Because the total number of candles is limited, she will never place them indiscriminately. After successfully enclosing a number 71 with candles, she will tentatively take a few away to see if she can reduce the amount.

However, those few candles were placed in the corridor.

A hallway where no abominations exist.

This made Yang Buqi feel some subtle feelings in his heart.

"Ah, over there? Over there..." Xu Tuoran followed and glanced over, frowning slightly, his expression suddenly became a little dazed.

"Over there... Oh, yes, I remembered. I just saw that there were also black threads over there, which seemed to be leaking from the next room, so I put a few of them in there..."

Eh?

She stared in that direction for a while, then suddenly turned her head: "Strange."

"Those black threads, why are they still there?"

…

Yang Buqi took a deep look at her, then looked at the corridor that was empty except for candles, his throat rolled.

"Xu Tuoran, there is nothing in that direction."

"All the abominations, you keep them locked up in the house. There's nothing there."

Xu Tuoran didn't seem to hear what he said, still looking at the positions of the candles in confusion. Pu Han on the side seemed to realize something, his expression changed instantly.

"No... there are black threads over there. But it's not these high-grade silk threads..."

Yang Buqi: …

"Xu Tuoran, don't look at it!" He understood immediately, and his first reaction was to cover Xu Tuoran's eyes. Pu Han behind him moved faster than him—

No, to be precise, it was Feifei who moved faster.

She almost dragged Pu Han and rushed over from the ground, turned her palm sideways, and hit Xu Tuoran on the back of the neck with great precision!

…Shooting down with a knife in one hand, Xu Turan was fine, but Pu Han was brought over by her and bumped into Yang Buqi. Several people fell into a ball in an instant.

Yang Buqi: …

"Pu Han—Is it okay to let your wife watch less TV dramas! Whoever told her to cut here will definitely faint!" He couldn't bear it and cried out, placing one hand under Xu Turan, and the other still tightly covering her cheeks. Eye.

Thanks to such a fall, Xu Tuoran finally came to his senses—she was helped up from the ground by Yang Buqi, and carried into the empty room on the other side. After a while, she understood:

"I just saw the real haunted house No. 71?"

"...Well." Pu Han panted and sat across from her, holding the poor Feifei in his arms, "Come, look at me, don't look in other directions—did you see its eyes just now?"

"...not completely seen." Xu Tuoran recalled for a moment, pursed his lips, "but I can feel those eyelids are about to open."

Pu Han: "..."

He rubbed his face and clicked his tongue: "This matter is a bit big."

It's also his fault—Xu Tuoran's previous behavior was so normal that he himself forgot that those No. 71s of the same level, which are also Xu Tuoran's high-level tendencies, will also affect Xu Tuoran.

Although it's not that strong, but it will subtly influence and accumulate, which may lead to some rather bad results.

Just like now—Xu Tuoran didn't pay attention to avoiding the black thread of the real haunted house No. 71 in a trance, and looked at each other for quite a while. According to her description, it was almost possible that the Haunted House No. 71 body could "see" her.

"Xu Tueran can no longer move around these abominations." Pu Han sighed, "They will further affect her. And..."

"And, if I'm not careful, it really attracts the main body's sight. It can see everything we do."

Xu Tuoran said lightly, with a calm expression: "We are not ready yet. If it takes action, we will fall short."

"Can't you use that shield of ignorance for her again?" Yang Buqi pursed his lips, turned to look at Pu Han, who shook his head helplessly, "One person can only use it once. There's no more stamina left."

Yang Buqi: …

"There is another way, which is to make her lose consciousness temporarily." Pu Han said, "Just like what Feifei wanted to do just now. And the distance between her and those No. 71 must be shortened."

Xu Tuoran subconsciously covered his forehead, and then stood up.

"In that case, I'll go out first."

"Are you alone?" Yang Buqi frowned, "I'll accompany..."

"Pu Han is already like this, you should stay with him." Xu Tuoran said, "And you have to hurry up and prepare the sealing box—I have sleeping pills in my room, as well as supernatural objects that are prone to long nights, all of which can help you fall asleep. "

After finishing speaking, he was about to go out, but within a few steps, he was stopped by Yang Buqi.

He quickly chased after him, stared into Xu Tuoran's eyes, and said seriously: "Can you guarantee that after you go out alone, you won't do anything dangerous again?"

I can guarantee a ghost... Xu Tuoran thought silently, but still nodded meaningfully.

Yang Buqi: "..."

He raised his hand to cover his face again, with a look of helplessness on his face, then reached out and fumbled in his pocket, and handed a small watering can and a bottle of medicine to Xu Tuoran.

"There is poisonous mist in the watering can, and you can use it regardless of friend or foe. Therefore, you must keep a distance when using it. The medicine bottle contains first-aid medicine. If you encounter serious physical injury, you can take this, keep it in your mouth, but you can't use it for more than 10 minutes at a time." Five pieces, otherwise there will be redundant organs..."

Xu Tuoran looked at him in surprise, nodded, glanced at the medicine bottle, and subconsciously read the words on it: "Wan Yong Jiu Xin Pill...?"

"My God? You really bought it?" Pu Han cast a shocked look, Yang Buqi immediately said: "What did you buy? I made it myself! I made it with my ability! I just borrowed this medicine bottle. Can't stop spreading too much!"

Pu Han: "...Oh."

Xu Turan didn't dare to delay, and left in a hurry after thanking him. Pu Han looked at her back until she was sure she was gone, Fang said: "So, why do you have the medicine bottle of Jiuxin Pill?"

Yang Buqi: …

"You care so much." Yang Buqi said unhappily, "Think about what's next. Xu Tuan is not here, and there is one less person who draws the rune. How to control the next little fish boy is another problem..."

"Actually, I don't think we need any more little fish babies." Pu Han shrugged.

Yang Buqi: "?"

Pu Han smiled, and took out something from his pocket—a red pen.

Yang Buqi's face changed slightly: "Isn't this Xu Tuoran's pen? When did you get it?"

"I didn't take it, it came here by itself. Just when I said 'it' was about to see Xu Tuoran."

Pu Han stared at the pen in his spare time. The latter lay motionless and pretended to be dead, until he was numb from Pu Han's gaze, then he opened the cap and squeezed out several bubbles of red ink from the pen tip.

The bubble floated into the air and burst by itself, forming two lines of characters.

[Although I am here now. 】

[But my spirit is with her. 】

Yang Buqi: …

"It's useless to just show your energy." Pu Han said quietly, turning the pen sideways to show Yang Buqi the runes on it, "This pen, although it is in the seal, its level is definitely Enough. And you see, the runes of defense and suppression here are all built-in. You only need to draw the part of absorption and transformation."

"Isn't it going to save a lot of effort to use it as a source of power for the sealed box?"

Pen Fairy's Pen:…

...? ! !