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Epilogue Intersection(2/2)

Well... it's this messy hexagram...

No matter how you take this place, you can't tell the good or bad luck or the way. The hexagrams are weird and abnormal, undesirable, unreliable, and undecisive.

This is going to die...

"If you don't see ghosts and gods, you will be united by sins under the cross."

I heard from the Master that the last generation of Taoist masters left nothing about Taoism, but they left these two sentences.

I didn't think about it when I got the card before. Now I think about it... Could it be that I was hit by me today?

Um……

Buddha, Brother Jesus, Master Mu, Feitian Pasta... I offended so many times before, so I was more responsible for it. If Laojun and the others couldn't help me this time, I would have to rely on you...

I hope you all have a way to survive for the sake of helping the weak and helping the poor over the years. I am so grateful to you.

…………

Everyone is almost here, and it seems that I should prepare and make a comeback like an innocent fool.

Although I have always lived in lies, this drama really made me a little nervous.

The core of all comedy is tragedy. When someone is happy, others will be offended, hurt, and experience pain...

Tragedy is a purer "destroyer", which directly presents a set of "processes of destroying valuable things in life" in front of people.

I can't define whether this trial I'm going to attend soon is a comedy or a tragedy.

In my opinion it is more like a long prelude, full of unpleasant but unsatisfactory bathos moments, and will eventually end in such an atmosphere.

But thinking about it carefully...it doesn't seem to matter.

Haha... Anyway, it’s not my responsibility to make a mistake in the performance, but the problem of the director Zilin.

…………

At midnight, I followed the prompts to arrive at the target location.

From the outside, this is just an ordinary bookstore, but I know that once I step in, anything beyond common sense can happen.

When I arrived at the door of the store, I took my own look through the window next to the door.

It is not difficult to imitate Yan Wushang.

He is a strong ability, so do I; he has the ability to heal himself, so do I.

In addition to his appearance, his behavior, expression, and some small habits... I learned from his observations of him some days ago.

Furthermore, according to Lord Changzun, most of the people I met this mission for the first time with Yan Wushang. I think they couldn't see any clues.

After adjusting my emotions, I walked into the bookstore.

The abnormality happened. The moment I entered the door, the surroundings suddenly became dark, and my five senses began to gradually be pulled away.

But because I was mentally prepared, I was not panicked.

I don’t know how long it took, but I came to my senses and found myself standing in an unmanned corridor.

In the few seconds after regaining consciousness, a severe pain suddenly surged up, as if someone had torn my body into pieces, which made me so shocked that I immediately fell to my knees on the ground and covered my chest and abdomen.

But when I looked down, the feeling had disappeared, and my body and clothes were intact.

Is it an illusion?

No, the wisp of blood that oozed from the corner of my mouth told me that it was not like this...

But for now, I don't have time to think about those.

Because when I looked up again, a door appeared in front of me.

Just two seconds ago, there was obviously no door there...

I understand that someone is urging me to go in as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!
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