Chapter 89: Confession, Lou Xi, nine engravings.

This was the last crisis they encountered that night.

As Chunyang Song predicted, after half an hour, the hexagrams began to rotate in a counterclockwise direction.

With the hint of difficulty, the system of the girl off likewise gave key information.

...... a book with ancient trigrams.

The book could be taken out and flipped through freely, as Chunyang Song soon found the evil trigrams in it that matched his assumptions.

And soon, Chunyang Song clearly saw a monkey skin man appeared at the back door of the clean store, is rolling around on the ground, seems to be trying to use the boiling water to pour the meat, stick to the body can not be removed monkey skin rubbed off.

Chunyang Song reviewed the general shape of the evil formation in her mind, and dragged Miss Guan to tiptoe away from the front door.

As soon as the formation turns, the bottle girl on the street at the entrance naturally also shifted the activity area, and now the street is safe.

Chunyang Song carefully avoided the area where the formation was spinning, but from time to time, he heard screams coming from far and near.

The first time I was in the company, I could not help but feel a little bit of anxiety, thinking that my first assignment would be so difficult. Then what should he do in the future, and what should Old Yuan do.

This hour was probably the longest hour of his life.

When he heard the mechanical beep announcing the end, Chunyang Song, who was drenched in sweat, wandered back to the brightly lit milk tea store.

He still has the milk tea mark on his down jacket and a lemon and grapefruit tea for Benshan Yuan on his hand.

Everything was exactly the same as it was before he entered, and the clock on the wall still pointed to 7:30, just as the fog was rising.

The movie he and Benshan Yuan are going to see starts in half an hour.

The nightmare just now seemed to be just a vision. However, the body of the man who was caught up by the bottle girl in the mission world, like a carbon pencil drawing erased by an eraser, disappeared from Chunyang Song's face little by little.

Like this, the girl who just made milk tea for Chunyang Song also disappeared.

...... She is also one of the missionaries.

Eleven people, only five survived.

After all, without Chunyang Song's yin and yang eyes, if you want to investigate the workings of the world, you have to be chased by ghosts and calculate the straight-line distance of ghost activity, which is equivalent to repeatedly jumping across the edge of playing with your life.

Even if you have the guts to see that the movement of the ghosts is the trigram row of people will not be many.

So, with the exception of Miss Guan and Chunyang Song, these people are alive only by luck.

The other three who survived happened to be allies, and they found a place to cat up as soon as they got in, who wanted to survive by mistake and by mistake and by mistake.

They sit quietly, things hurt their feelings for a while, then get up and leave.

Ms. Guan, who followed Chunyang Song through, was shocked and said to Chunyang Song, "You are so brave."

Chunyang Song stared blankly straight ahead and did not speak.

Just then, the bell at the door jingled and Benshan Yuan walked in, smiling before he spoke, but when he saw Chunyang Song, who was half wet, he couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong?"

When Chunyang Song saw Benshan Yuan, he jumped into his arms like a kitten and burst into tears.

Off girl: "......" is this still the same person just now.

Chunyang Song is in the other world, all on the basis of a heart to see Benshan Yuan to hold on to, once see the heart of the person, the legs are weak.

Seeing that he was in really bad shape, Benshan Yuan had no choice but to cancel the movie and carried Chunyang Song out of the milk tea store, saying he would take him back to change his clothes.

Chunyang Song shivered and said aggressively, "Lao Yuan, I almost couldn't see you.

Benshan Yuan laughed: "It's just buying a milk tea, why make it so hot and bothered."

Chunyang Song told Benshan Yuan exactly what he had encountered.

Benshan Yuan took Chunyang Song into his dormitory and summed up Chunyang Song's earlier cry with two words: "Stop it."

Chunyang Song was in a hurry when he suddenly remembered something and fumbled to strip himself of his clothes.

He said, "Old Yuan, help me see if there's something on my back!"

Benshan Yuan's eyes were stagnant as he raised his hand to caress Chunyang Song's slim back.

On Chunyang Song's spine, there are nine deep black carvings from top to bottom, with different shapes, and the top one has faded away, looking like a small eight-trigram figure.

Benshan Yuan moved his hand to touch the disappearing gossip figure, found that the trace with his light touch faded a little, but the touch against the carved mark did not change color, but a black fog entangled climbing his fingertips.

Benshan Yuan's face changed dramatically and he quickly retracted his hand: "What is this?

Chunyang Song cried: "I have told you ......"

Benshan Yuan's expression turned grave.

He took the frightened Chunyang Song under the blanket, kissed his watery blue eyes and said, "Don't be afraid."

After comforting him, Benshan Yuan intended to get up and leave, but Chunyang Song cried and tugged on his hand, pleading softly, "Yuan, don't go, I'm afraid."

Benshan Yuan stroked his eyebrows: "Now let you go to the shower, you should be more scared. I'll go wring you a towel and wipe your body. You smell like milk all over."

Chunyang Song buried her face in the blanket, revealing only a pair of jewel-like eyes, like a domestic kitten: "Then you go quickly."

Benshan Yuan smiled, turned around and left, walking into the bathroom and taking his phone with him without a sound.

As soon as Benshan Yuan left, Chunyang Song wrapped up his little quilt, trying to chew and analyze the message that the girl Guan had told him once more.

Suddenly, a slightly cold male voice came into his head, "...... hmmm cough."

Chunyang Song suddenly rolled over and sat up, hitting his head on the bed board and grimacing in pain.

He lowered his voice: "Who are you?"

The man said, "...... I'm your system."

Chunyang Song slapped his head: "Holy shit, I forgot about this."

System: "......"

Chunyang Song asked, "When did you get here?"

System: "When you're crying like a dog."

Chunyang Song ："...... "Are you all so unfriendly system calling calling calling.

System: "I'm not your boyfriend, don't boing to me."

Chunyang Song : "?"

He asked in his mind, "Can you hear what is in my mind?"

System: "Heh. You tell me."

As long as the words are purposely said to the system, and the content related to the task and the system, without having to speak, just think about it in your mind, the system can recognize and receive it in the first time.

Chunyang Song quickly accepted this reality and crossed his legs and said curiously, "So ...... what can you do to help me, little Tuzi?"

System: "......" He felt in a trance that he was a eunuch.

Although he already had a premonition that he had been assigned a host that was not very reliable, the system patiently explained his function and introduced the operating mechanism of the main system.

It says pretty much the same thing as what Miss Guan said.

The main system will open the otherworldly space at a specific time and place, just like what happened at the milk tea store at 7:30 this evening.

Participants who were sent on this mission had to arrive at the required milk tea store by 7:30 and wait for the mission to begin.

Do not go to the appointment, cool.

Late and cool.

Unable to live in the other dimension for the required time, cool.

The back of each missionary is automatically branded with an engraving like the one on Chunyang Song's back, indicating the identity of the missionary.

There are ten missions in total, and for each one completed, those dazzling black mists will solidify into a clear graphic seal in top-down order, indicating that the mission has been completed.

And after the completion of the tenth mission, all the engravings will dissipate and the contract will be declared released.

Chunyang Song raised her hand to ask a question, "I have a question."

System: "Ask."

Chunyang Song : "When is the time, place and content of the mission usually released?"

System: "There is still one month until the next mission."

Chunyang Song : "...... this is not not regularly waiting for death."

The system thought for a moment and said coldly, "Yes."

Chunyang Song was so frightened that she wrapped herself tightly in her little quilt once again.

He found that he now could not quite remember the faces of the men who had died in the mission.

It is reasonable to say that one should not forget so quickly, especially the man who has been mean to him, and he has made a point of looking at him.

As it turns out, dying in an alternate dimension can indeed lead to "obliteration" in reality.

He winced, "And what is the 'key tip' ......"

This system's business has obviously been very skilled: "After you enter the other dimension, with the passage of time, the difficulty of survival will increase, I will receive the prompt information given by the main system in due course, and give you some corresponding tips."

Chunyang Song said hopefully, "What else do you know besides this?"

The system thought for a while longer: "Do you need me to put the Great Compassion Mantra on you."

Chunyang Song : "......"

In other words, in addition to the content of the task, give keywords, and remind the taskmaster how long to end the task, this system is not useful.

System: "Hmm. I'm not overextended."

Chunyang Song turned into a puppy leg in a second: "Little unified son, I do not mean that, you have a lot of adults, mua-da."

The system is a little bit on fire from the mumbo-jumbo: "...... My name is Lou Xi , number 3397."

Chunyang Song's surprise: "You are a human?"

Lou Xi : "......" I really want artificial intelligence I now do not have to be so disturbed.

Chunyang Song touched his head, feeling quite amazing about the fact that there was someone hiding inside: "Are you also working for the main system?"

"When I died, my soul was captured and taken in by the Master System." Lou Xi said, "I signed a contract with the main system. If one of the hosts I followed could complete ten missions alive, the main system would use energy to recreate my original body and identity for me."

Chunyang Song : "So the longest host you've taken ......"

Lou Xi : "Seven worlds."

Chunyang Song suddenly felt a sense of responsibility, patting his chest: "Lou Lou, I promise, I will get you a body back!"

Lou Xi does not deny it.

He thinks Chunyang Song is a fool.

It's obvious that you can't take care of yourself, but you still have the heart to ensure that there is something wrong.

Chunyang Song is indeed a fool.

He was sincere in his assurance, as he already had a running head in his veins and didn't mind pulling Lou Xi's strings again.

Benshan Yuan is his running head.

He has not yet spent his life with Benshan Yuan, he must live, and he has the confidence to do so.

Who would have thought that after a few days, everything would have changed.

Chunyang Song took a sick leave from school these days and stayed overnight with Benshan Yuan, who was always out and didn't come back often and didn't know what he was doing.

Three days later, he rushed back to the dormitory with a look of joy that Chunyang Song could not understand: " Yang Chun, I found it! I finally found it!"

Chunyang Song was chatting with Lou Xi to learn more about the rules of the system, and was surprised to hear this.

Without waiting for Chunyang Song to say anything, Benshan Yuan took off his shirt and turned his back to Chunyang Song.

Chunyang Song was shocked to find that Benshan Yuan had nine black carvings on his back exactly like himself!

...... The topmost head is still faintly visible in the shape of a book.

Benshan Yuan embraced a dumbfounded Chunyang Song: " Yang Chun, I went online, looked for friends, asked around, and finally found a forum with information similar to your situation. I have chatted privately with several people who claimed to have participated in the mission, some of whom came to join the fun, but some were real. I spent a lot of money to get a mission information, according to the time and place shown on it to see, sure enough, you did not lie, I also have this on me now -"

He took Chunyang Song's hand and guided it towards his back, letting him stroke it: "...... I asked my system and it said that two people who are acquainted with each other in a mission can sign an alliance agreement to share the same mission, according to the rules. ...... I will be able to accompany you afterwards. Yang Chun , don't you be afraid ......"

Chunyang Song just woke up from her dream.

He almost went crazy and punched Benshan Yuan's shoulder, like a kitten mad at its master: "Who told you to go? Who asked you to accompany me - do you know how dangerous it is? I don't care, I don't want to!

With red eyes, he pounced on Benshan Yuan's back and desperately wiped the remaining nine engraved marks with his sleeve, tears crackling down: "It can't be wiped off ...... Why can't it be wiped off?"

Chunyang Song was pulled into Benshan Yuan's arms and pressed into a warm kiss that left him breathless.

Only when the fried hair had subsided and the little one was curled up in his arms, crying with anger, did Benshan Yuan tighten his arms and stare into his beautiful eyes with warmth: "Don't be angry, okay? I will protect myself, and I will protect you."

Chunyang Song, with a crying voice, said softly and glamorously, "I don't."

"Stop it." Benshan Yuan kissed his amber eyes again, "Trust me."

Gradually, Chunyang Song's boiling blood calmed down.

He leaned into Benshan Yuan's arms, raised his hand and touched his eyes, thinking, "I'm the one who has to protect you.