Chapter 165: Girl, it’s time to place your bet
[Truth and Illusion]: Everything you see, know, and hear can be transformed into reality.
Mi August has not yet fully discovered the specific upper and lower limits of this magical skill. But for now, if she wants to pretend to be someone, the more information she has about the other person, the more realistic the transformation will be. This truth even includes the spell abilities possessed by the opponent.
In terms of magical skills, it can work well with Xinyu's Heart-Resolving Lock, but it just collides with one of the abilities of the Book of Good and Evil.
If you simply want to use someone's spell, you can do it with the Book of Good and Evil after mastering the other person's information. As long as you have enough spiritual crystals, it will also be convenient for Mi August as a mortal spiritual practitioner.
Calculated in this way, the effect of this new believer's magical skill seems to be average. However, Mi August believes that there is no truly useless ability. It just depends on how you use it. Maybe you will just need it at some point in the future. It is better to have it. There is no need to be strong.
If nothing else, his ability to transform into reality and illusion is really good.
Mi August knows that after transforming into a Yin God, she will have a powerful power that prevents people who see her from truly remembering everything about her.
So far, the power of this rule has not failed in front of anyone except Mi Feixue. Obviously after she put on the night game, she dressed exactly the same as when she was a mortal. Whether it was Yu Hu, Zuo Si, Pei Rongrong and others were unable to discover or remember the image of Yin Shen.
Even so, Mi August did not let down her guard. Yin Shen's identity was her biggest trump card, and it was best not to expose it to the outside world.
Even if I had been in the Mortal Continent before, now that I was in Lingzhou, who knew if there would be an unexpected existence that could peek into the gods?
On the spirit ship, she asked the Book of Good and Evil - when the rules of the underworld conflict with the rules of ghost stories, are they higher than the rules of ghost stories?
The answer from the Book of Good and Evil: Yes, except when the divine power is insufficient.
That’s when she understood that God’s supreme rules did not mean everything was worry-free.
Be careful and you never make a big mistake.
It didn't matter if I didn't have the relevant covering ability before. Now that I have it, of course I have to put on a layer of horse.
From the appearance, there is no similarity with the original one. Mi August went to Waizhuang. She didn’t need to see with the naked eyes on the way. The strange things had nowhere to hide in her senses, which was convenient. She chose her path.
Although the ability of the Yin Shen to sense strange things brings a lot of mental pressure to people, it is not without its benefits.
Outer village.
The old concierge whom I saw only in the afternoon was climbing the ladder to light the lantern.
The lit lantern flickered.
In Mi August's sight, there was nothing unusual about the foreign village during the day. At this time, the whole village was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.
It is true that Guitan is causing trouble, but it is no longer that Guitan is causing trouble in Zhuangzi, but that Zhuangzi himself is Guitan.
No wonder more than two digits of new disciples have fallen into this place. The ghost boy has exceeded the range that the soul boy can deal with.
Do you want to take action?
The answer didn't take long to figure out.
We have come here, and of course we have to grab the materials while no one is paying attention to make this trip worthwhile.
Just when Mi August was about to enter the foreign village, she sensed a familiar scent.
She focused her consciousness on this familiar existence, and the picture unfolded before her eyes.
The dummy Master Qiu just walked out of Yinhuan Mansion.
"It takes ten years to sharpen a sword. I'm afraid Yin Qianshang's breakthrough is a sign. It would be a big loss if I have to give a gift every time I break through in the future."
"How about waiting for those two sons of Tongtian to break through? Shi Ye spread the word and asked Yinhuan Mansion to return the favor? "
"This is a good idea."
The dummy Qiu Master said to himself.
There were far fewer people in the mountain city at night than during the day, so I was not surprised when I saw Master Qiu, who was obviously not a real person.
"So those two little guys ran away to go on an outing mission, and then they fell into it? I have nothing to do, so let's go and have a look."
The dummy Qiu Master rushed towards the outer village. .
After Mi August watched this scene, he silently calculated the time for Master Qiu's arrival, narrowed his eyes slightly, and put his original plan on hold. It's just that the plan to grab new materials was ruined, so this trip can't be in vain.
With Master Qiu personally present, there is no need to worry about this strange thing that is beyond the range of the outer disciples.
Mi August took off the night game immediately and returned to her normal body. She appeared and walked to the gate of the foreign village.
“I’ve seen a fairy!” The old servant at the porter saluted immediately when he saw her. Seeing that Mi Ba8 was about to open the door and enter the village, the old servant was surprised and said: "Fairy, there is something strange in this village. The immortals who entered before you have not come out."
"I know." Mi Ba Yue smiled, then opened the door and walked in under the complicated gaze of the old servant who hesitated to speak.
……
The heat wave hits, accompanied by the humidity of human voices.
The village is brightly lit, with rows of lanterns hanging above, swaying gently in the wind. From the large open door in front, you can see the movement of people inside, and that's where the noise comes from.
“Junior sister, junior sister.”
Mi August turned to look.
A woman's head is placed on a stone pier, with a flower and grass blooming on top of her head. The flowers and plants are dense. If it hadn't been for the woman's voice, the people who came in would not have noticed for a moment that the flower pot was not a real flower pot, but a head that could talk and see people as if they were alive.
When she met Mi August's eyes, the woman smiled and said, "Junior sister, junior sister, let's make a bet. I'll bet your body with my head on whether the flower on my head will bloom in an odd number. Or an even number?”
Mi August looked at her face for two seconds.
The female head smiled even more crazily, her bloodshot eyes full of greed and pain.
Then Mi August looked away and said calmly: "Sorry, I'm not interested in your head."
The female head's smile froze.
She opened her eyes wide, as if in disbelief.
Mi August has already moved forward.
"No! How could you not bet? How could you...don't leave! Don't leave, give your body to me, give it to me!"
Mi August looked back At a glance, the flowerpot girl's head could not move away from the stone pier no matter how she screamed crazily.
“Bet with me, bet with me!” She screamed at Mi August, like a severe gambling addict.
When Mi August walked into the open door of the house and saw the situation clearly, he realized that it was not just the flower pot girl who was addicted to gambling, but everyone inside.
There were several gambling tables in the room, and the new disciples who were familiar or unfamiliar to Mi August were standing or sitting around the gaming tables.
Some of them looked crazy, some looked painful, and some were dazed, and they made repeated gambles mechanically.
A table playing with a sieve cup.
“The bet has been placed, the bet has been placed!”
The dealer shouted.
"The minimum bet is one leg!"
Shrill screams came from the mouths of the disciples around the gaming table.
The bloody legs were placed on the table.
The blood blended into the gambling table but did not stain the tabletop. It was sucked clean by the table.
“Girl, whoever sees you has a share, it’s time to place your bet.”
The croupier caught Mi August's gaze, a smile appeared on his face as pale as a dead man, and he spoke slowly to her.
(End of this chapter)