Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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In a small Taoist temple, a chubby middle-aged man with round black sunglasses was fiddling with a few copper coins.

Old copper coins fell casually on the sand table in front of him. The middle-aged man squinted his eyes from time to time, pushed his sunglasses, and collected money with one hand while calculating with the other. go out.

The Taoist temple is located in a very deserted place, and it is common for no one to come to offer incense for ten and a half months.He was leaning against the discolored altar, with a piece of apple in his hand for everyone to share, and a piece of orange in his mouth, and a wooden figure whose face could not be seen clearly and whose smile was not a smile was placed on the back seat statue.The wooden man is wearing Taoist robes. At first glance, it seems that the facial features can be seen clearly, but when you look closely, you can't see any facial features, but it seems to be looking at you from all angles.His expression is not as compassionate as in the myth, but instead reveals a sense of playing with the world and doing whatever he wants.

The fat middle-aged man sat casually on the futon, suddenly grabbed a pear and threw it towards the door.

The door of the Taoist temple was open, and a person suddenly appeared out of nowhere at the door, and the pear thrown in the past happened to be caught by that person.

The thin middle-aged man who appeared out of nowhere also ate a mouthful of pear without seeing anything, and strode over to the altar.The man wearing sunglasses also stood up, and the two of them deftly cleaned up the incense burner in front of the wooden statue, then inserted three new incense sticks in a serious manner, changed a plate of new fruits and vegetables, bowed a few more times, and smoked The air is curling up.

"Why do you buy so many peaches, bring more apples next time." Sunglasses poked his head and glanced, "I love them."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, control your mouth, and be careful that Heavenly Venerate punishes you."

Sunglasses snorted: "I'd rather be punished by Tianzun! Tianzun has never appeared in the world, but fortunately, there is God's Dao Unity as the bottom one. If it weren't for us, we can still cultivate to the current level, I would soon doubt whether Tianzun did it on purpose. Amusing us."

After finishing speaking, Sunglasses sighed, and picked up the copper coins one by one: "What do you know as a study tour, business is not easy to do now! The talismans and stand-in dolls can still be sold. I think the sky and stars at Tianji are much better than my Fushi and fortune-telling. Astrology, astrology, south and north, good and bad fortune can be seen, it is really wonderful. Going forward 50 years, I would bring a flag of 'Iron Gate Straight Break' to the side of the road, and it would be a bustling market, earning thousands of dollars a day."

You can still drink. As expected of a shelter near Queens, the underground facilities are also very complete... Klein had mixed feelings, and it happened that his throat was really thirsty right now, so he nodded with a smile: "A cup of warm tea. The best It’s a little warmer and can be used to warm your hands.”

Sunglasses was about to say something, when suddenly, he lost his grip, and all the copper coins in his hand were scattered and messed up on the sand table.

The small door was open, but he didn't come out, and he didn't turn his flesh and blood into data like his master.But after a long time, Klein saw a stream of information flying out of the small door, falling to the ground, and changing into the appearance of the protagonist.

He couldn't hear the conversations of the people inside, but he could understand their mouth shapes!

"Okay." Richardson doubted him.

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For a moment, Klein felt that his flesh and blood would grow eyes, his ears would turn into trumpets, and then he would mutate into a monster made of eyes in a short period of time, just like Cattleya back then. Same.

Klein knew he was dreaming, and he stared at this transparent eye in his dream.

"Phew - it feels like I've finally survived."

Klein showed an extremely painful expression, so painful that Richardson and Walter were on the verge of an enemy, and planned to quickly find a doctor for the employer.

Who are you waiting for?
Not sure, but he remembered Waiting for Godot.

Being able to understand mouth shapes and piece together some dialogues means that people living in this Republic of China world use a language that is very similar to Chinese, and may not even have changed much!

First of all, it is impossible for a small courtyard of the Republic of China to appear in a world similar to the nineteenth century in the West.Because no culture similar to the East has developed in this world, even the ancient elves that Klein mistakenly thought were related are true native civilizations.

Klein was shocked, and wanted to deny this guess, but he didn't know if those people in the "cocoon" on Origin Castle might have come from the Republic of China!

Vaguely, he can still enjoy these grotesque images, just like one interesting dream after another.

And then he sees himself—it's weird, like in a real dream, you have your own perspective and you know what you look like and how you dress at the same time.Klein couldn't open his eyes, but he still knew the black-haired and dark-eyed Klein, who was wearing a formal suit, a top hat, and a cane in his hand.Standing in this foggy world in his dream, he felt as if he was waiting for something.

"Their 'Unity' and 'Ascension'... are actually equivalent to directly eating Uniqueness or Sequence One?! No, they don't seem to have a very clear division... If it is to force Uniqueness, his master will not will disappear...what the hell is going on..."

"This world only has the spirit world, there is no room for you to ascend!"

No, this is not like impersonation. If the core of the potion system's "acting method" is that I am acting as a "seer" instead of me being a "seer", then these people have failed in their impersonation.Because they regard themselves as "mystery peepers", "astrologers", and "occultists", not only will they call themselves this way, but they will also persevere in self-improvement.

The male protagonist with slightly white temples waited for a long time, and left sadly when he saw that the data belonging to his master had not come out again.

Immediately afterwards, the protagonist waved his hand, and another set of data landed on the ground, transforming into the appearance of his master.When the two met, they didn't have the sentimentality of being separated for decades, nor the joy of meeting master and apprentice. They laughed and discussed learning, asking and answering, and they fit in very well.

He soon fell into a vague, light sleep.

In an instant, the thin man saw various expressions of astonishment, nervousness, surprise, and shock on the faces of his classmates.

Klein's eyes were straightened. Now he fully realized that this was definitely not his memory, nor his imagination. He couldn't imagine such a different world.This is something related to the hidden sage, and it may even be a message from the hidden sage!
The protagonist is still growing and learning. It seems that nearly a hundred years have passed. He is gray-haired and famous, and Xiaoshanmen has gradually become what a big sect should look like.

The thin middle-aged man shook his head: "It's really not as good as it used to be..."

"Tianji invited us to catch up on the old days, and said that we have something important to discuss." As soon as the letter was torn apart, it turned into a stream of data and flowed into the minds of the two, expressing the sender's emotions, thoughts and even what he wanted to say in detail. , Specific to the moment, a simple three-dimensional map was constructed in the minds of the two of them, marking the location of the meeting place.Xiaoyaozi looked at the copper coins on the ground and asked, "What's the matter?"

His headache seemed to be splitting open, and his severe spiritual overdraft caused his physical condition to decline rapidly, and even began to affect the surrounding environment.

"It's important."

The most notable thing is that the gas lamps in the underground refuge flickered on and off, and the attracted spirit world creatures kept flashing in the shadows, which caused the panicked shouts of other refugee personnel.Klein had no time to think about other things. Although the escaping power had caused some changes in the environment, it was harmless in the final analysis. His eyes were squinted, his sleeves were covered, and his flowing arms were rebuilding the bones and skin.

This roar woke Klein awake, and Dwayne Dantès snapped his eyes open, followed by a distinctive hunter curse around his ears: "Dead monster, look at my affinity for disaster and doomsday!" Better than you, are you jealous? You know what a disaster! You don’t even know how to bring disaster and doom to your hands! Oh, war! Only war can destroy everything!”

"It's a very important thing!"

Until one day, the protagonist woke up in the middle of the night, quietly closed the door, walked into the side hall, and ascended.

This is clearly the appearance of the "Secret Peep" out of control just now!Those eyes are the mythical creature form of this pathway!
But these people in front of him did not take the potion, but obtained similar power by some strange means, so that Klein, who had a fixed mindset, didn't think about extraordinary for a while, and subconsciously regarded it as a fantasy story.

Their long gowns and Taoist robes, the text written vertically, and the candied haws, steamed buns, and soy milk on the street also made Klein feel an indescribable intimacy. A large part of Zhou Mingrui's soul in Klein's heart became active like never before. He even He subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to get closer to the world in the fog, wanting to take a closer look at where this city is and how he can get there.

"Those eyes are really hidden sages? But His gaze did not carry knowledge infusion... Obviously the appearance of hidden sages represents both ravings and knowledge, but this time, those eyes are about to stick to me and Cattleya. , but nothing happened..."

"Sir, you're awake, would you like something to drink?"

In Klein's eyes, these two people are composed of data and information, and there is no difference.

The arms that had turned into liquid flesh with sarcoma slowly reshaped in the sleeves. Klein clenched his fists and spread them out again. After repeating several times, he reached out to pick up the ceramic teacup on the small table and poured himself a cup of hot water. Water, drink slowly.

So is this the kingdom of God with hidden sages, or a certain scene?The hidden sage also has a life?Is he really not the product of unique activation?
If it's just some residual influence, then there's no problem, it doesn't matter, Origin Castle will take action.Klein yawned, and stood there with his eyes squinted comfortably, waiting for something to happen around here, just like when Medici led an army to hunt and kill the giant dragon.

"Their system is related to the extraordinary, but there is no potion involved... Where does their power come from?"

Mister Fool waved his hand and called back the butler and valet who wanted to leave.He rubbed his face resignedly, opened his eyes firmly, and forced himself to temporarily forget the world of green tiles and white walls in his dream.

The spiritual scene just now caused great psychological harm to Klein. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep for more than ten minutes before he "woke up" exhausted.

Dwayne Dantès yawned, acting as if he hadn't woken up, and continued to sit on the chair in the corner, squinting his eyes to rest.

The huge eyes of the Hidden Sage hang over this small town, staring at the people below like the sun.

"The Hidden Sage..."

At this moment, a roar suddenly exploded in Klein's ear:
"'The Fool'! The king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck! Is the 'Fool' here! Is there any support? More!"

"Let's go, don't waste the time!"

After staying in Origin Castle for a long time today, his inspiration has been greatly strengthened. He saw many strange omens in his light sleep, and Klein couldn't see them clearly.Sometimes it is the sun hovering at the sea level, it seems to be rising and sinking, there are also strange shadows and flames, sometimes it is the cloudy moon changing its moon phase in sequence, and sometimes it is the scenery of the spirit world ——The basis for judging the spiritual world is the seven pure lights, sometimes it is pure scenery, but I don’t know which corner of the world it comes from, or it is simply a fantasy collaged by memory.

"This is not ascension at all!"

Richardson left.

"It's broken, and the bad things about Tianji just now were discovered." Sunglasses didn't care about packing up the copper coins, he quickly stood up while supporting the altar, and ran to the door, "Open it quickly! Xiaoyaozi, it's a big deal! "

"I'm fine, don't be nervous, it's just... I had a nightmare."

"Hey, you'll know when the time comes!" The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses hurriedly bent down, put away the copper coins and the sand table, ran back in a hurry, and took the initiative to stand beside Xiaoyaozi, "It's terrible!" When did my fortune teller lie to you?"

Klein's pupils shook violently.

The hot water flowed down the esophagus into the stomach, and the reassuring heat gradually penetrated the wall of the ceramic cup and touched his palm. Klein's headaches were relieved, and his mental burden was also reduced a lot.

Klein didn't pick it up, so he kept smiling and pouted at the small table next to him: "Let's put it here first, I'll come by myself later."

At least three true gods participated in the battle, and "The Fool" provided some insignificant help... But later, I have something to chat with everyone in the Tarot meeting, if someone asks me... He thought, once again Slowly closing his eyes, he planned to take a serious nap.

Klein couldn't bear it anymore.

"This time is really dangerous..."

"Is there something wrong with this hexagram?" He asked quickly.

The valet put down the tray and the milk and returned to his place to wait for other orders from his employer.Klein heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to meditate, contemplating countless large and small golden light spheres, stabilizing a somewhat bad state.

In his hand is a tray with a ceramic mug on it, along with matching sugar cubes and a milk jug.

The TV series of the Republic of China continued to play, and Klein was amused watching it. It turned out that this was still a fantasy film about cultivating immortals.

The only thing is, the big eyes of the hidden sage look a little weird, and it doesn't fit well with this Republic of China studio.

But none of the things he imagined happened, and he left after reading his eyes, without even giving him a set of knowledge indoctrination.

Xiaoyaozi was silent for a second: "Can you explain clearly?"

Could it be that this is not imagination, nor my memory, but the memory of a voyeur, or even the hidden sage himself?

"No, it's not a problem, this..." The slightly fat middle-aged man pushed his sunglasses and stuttered a little, "Why, suddenly there are traces to follow? It's broken! Could it be that the bad things about Tianzun just now were discovered? ?”

He maintained a certain degree of lucidity, but was dazed in unbearable drowsiness. The eye that seemed to be the hidden sage somehow got into his dream, which reminded him of the first time he saw it in Tudor's underground ruins. When he was in Medici, he also had a dream related to Medici's life after he returned... Probably some residual influence, which was magnified due to his poor state.

At this time, he saw that the valet and the butler Walter were frightened by a shadow flashing across the wall.Although it was just an illusion created by the "crafty mage" instinctively, thinking that one of them was a former member of the Spiritual Cult, and the other was a loyal fan of Edesak who had contact with the witch Triss, they were a little trembling at the moment. Klein couldn't help laughing.

"Details?"

The small courtyard in front of me is a school, and the protagonist is the one with the best grades.Klein watched the male protagonist study hard all the way, and was later recommended to a small mountain gate. The way to practice is to study hard every day, earnestly sense, and get close to the patriarch and Taoist enshrined in his sect—seeing this, Klein frowned. raised eyebrows.He vaguely felt that the hidden sage seemed to be conveying some message to himself, or that the dream seemed to have some other symbolic meaning, and it was a very hidden meaning, but it was difficult for him to think now.

Watching two living people turn into data one after the other, and the latter put the former back together, Klein couldn't help feeling horrified. He seemed to be manipulating two secret puppets to play a self-questioning game of myself.

At this moment, the thin man raised his head to look at the door of the Taoist temple, and saw a paper-folded egret falling from the sky, exposed outside the threshold of the Taoist temple, unfolding and folding itself, and turned into a letter.

Afterwards, Klein saw that the protagonist didn't give up and was still studying persistently—he realized that this was acting.

There seemed to be something in the thick white fog around him. Klein looked inside, and saw something familiar yet not so familiar—blue tiles and white walls, entering a small courtyard three times, as if a Republic of China was built on the spot in front of Klein. The filming scene of the period.Then the group performers also entered the arena one after another. There seemed to be people in the small courtyard. Young people in loose clothes and Chinese-style clothes were carrying books to and from the school.Then the shadow like a flower in the fog grew bigger and bigger, neighborhoods appeared, neighborhoods appeared, and finally expanded into a small town.

"Haha, I didn't expect that such a small person as 'The Fool' could really participate in the fight between gods..."

No one answered this question.The protagonist "leaves customs" and announced it to the world. The whole school laughed and laughed, but Klein has no interest in watching it anymore. Now he is eager to know one thing - where is this place similar to the Republic of China?

Klein watched it with great interest, and thought that this dream was quite similar. I don't even remember that I liked watching TV dramas from the Republic of China era.

Klein was puzzled, and then, he saw a sudden change in the ordinary daily life of cultivating immortals. The young man was valued because he was similar to the patriarch Taoist. When he was about 50 years old, his master took the risk to "join Road", the result failed...

Klein was a little confused. He saw the protagonist walk into the side hall, opened the small door disguised as an attic, and walked in.

In the underground shelter, Mister Fool, who was only a Sequence 4, covered his face in despair.However, because of the dream just now, he is in a pretty good mood now, and even laughed a few times: "My participation rate in this battle of gods is very high! I didn't even dare to think about it before... "

But so far there are only four positions?Aren't these four positions already occupied?

Richardson is back.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! My disciple has been cultivating hard for hundreds of years, and he has never missed a single offering. Have you heard bad things?"

After an unknown amount of time, something special approached him. When the first eyeball appeared in his dream, Mr. Dwayne Dantès' eyebrows slowly twisted into twists, and his housekeeper and The valet was a little worried.

As Klein fell asleep, the atmosphere in the underground refuge gradually returned to peace.

True Creator, how many people have you told this honorable name to!
How many high-sequences still think that "The Fool" really exists!

If "being valued because of being similar to the patriarch" is just a little familiar, then "failure to join the Tao" made his eyes widen suddenly—Klein knew he was dreaming, but he still couldn't help it. It feels like a dream—because the master who failed to ascend has countless eyes growing on his body, and those eyes are gurgling, looking very "out of control"!Soon, his memory began to scatter. Every book he had read and every article he had written was scattered in the air in the form of words and pictures.His flesh and blood began to digitize, and everything around him began to turn into words and data. Finally, these data were thrown into a small door and completely lost their traces.

The personal servant Richardson, who has been paying attention to the employer's movements, immediately approached:

"Why is 'War Angel' Medici asking for help..."

"Ok."

Seeing the signature, the thin man frowned, hesitating to open it.

What should I do this time.

The first time he was unfamiliar with the support of Angel True God, and the second time he was proficient, Klein was no longer nervous, and began to think very calmly.

Zhou Mingrui retracted quietly, he is now Klein Moretti again.

TBC
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