Chapter 16 The Human Pot of the Demon Sealing Container
Chapter 16 The Pot of the Demonic Container
Author: Scarlet Echo
Chapter 16 Demon Sealed Vessel·Human Pot
Sure enough, should we try to start from outside?
Ning Pingle thought about this possibility.
There is a high probability that you are not the only player in this game.
When he used his notebook to learn relevant information before, he at least knew that this world, at least on the surface, was relatively quiet and peaceful.
A mutant didn't appear out of nowhere, chant "I am the king of the world" and cause trouble.
Although there are many anecdotes among the people, there are no well-known catastrophes.
Think about it again. There were no lightning, thunder or storms at the stadium a few kilometers away, but the school had no foresight and had arranged for the students to evacuate early.
It is basically certain that there are relevant forces dealing with this type of special incident.
The dormitory building you are in is probably trapped in the "special area" time slot mentioned at the beginning of the game, which is a special place isolated from the outside world.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
A phone rang.
Shen Ning's phone call came at this time.
Ning Pingle hung up without hesitation.
With his previous experience, he skillfully took out the rice cooker, attached it with Zhong Kui's evil spell, found a canvas bag, put it inside, and then called the local police station.
Sure enough, after hearing Ning Pingle explain his current situation, the person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment and asked him to wait for a moment while they would transfer to the relevant person for detailed communication.
Soon, he heard a slightly frivolous male voice:
"Hello, hello, is anyone here? This is Zhou Beimo, a handsome guy passing by. I heard that someone needs help?"
Ning Pingle was silent for a moment, explained his current situation, and then quietly waited for the reply on the other end of the phone.
"New player? You are a bit unlucky!"
The person on the other end of the phone sounded distressed, and you could feel his confusion through the phone.
"So what do I do?"
Ning Pingle asked directly.
"How long can you last, newcomer?"
"We can't hold on for long, the Six Phases Ksitigarbha cannot suppress that thing anymore.
Moreover, I encountered a situation when playing games before. When outsiders entered the ritual, the ritual that could have been persisted actually accelerated the speed of destruction.
Do you know what the reason is? I'm worried that something similar will happen here."
"It's because you are a sly!"
On the other end of the phone, the man's cynical tone became serious: "You are stuck in a time gap, and the only thing that can protect you right now is that ritual.
However, for many rituals in the world of mountains and seas, we ourselves are ‘guilty’.
It was originally able to suppress evil things, but now because part of the power needs to be put into suppressing you, the power of the ritual is naturally shared."
"That is to say..."
"Well, you were the one who ruined the ritual. The longer you stay inside the ritual, the faster the ritual will fail."
"What if an outsider enters the ceremony?"
"You will die, and the ritual will use more power to balance us as 'guilty'.
Whether it is players or other people, it is an anomaly for many rituals. As long as someone steps into this field, the destruction of the ritual will be accelerated.
I'm more curious about this kind of curse that can be felt from a long distance. What did you do to destroy the ritual of sealing that thing?"
"..."
"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy topics. Can you provide any information over there?"
"The thing being suppressed is an existence called Xiang Liushi."
"Are they the remains left by the legendary fierce god Xiang Liu?" On the other end of the phone, the last bit of Zhou Beimo's relaxed tone disappeared.
"Is there any way to stop him?"
After a while, his voice became deeper and deeper:
"If the ritual has reached this point, even if I come, I can't help you, because the moment I stepped into the time slot, you were killed first because the ritual was broken.
Although it doesn’t sound so nice... Newcomer, is there anything else you want me to say?"
Ning Pingle was silent for a long time. Was this asking him to say his last words?
Finally he said: "No more."
The man on the other end of the phone sighed: "Is there really nothing you want to convey to your family?"
"No, there is no one who can relay it to me."
Ning Pingle replied seriously.
"Then, you still have 5 minutes. Let's take a look at the scenery of the school. And... I'm sorry."
"Well, it's okay. Thanks for clarifying."
Ning Pingle hung up the phone, raised his head and looked out the window.
No wonder Xiang Liushi had to wait until he came in before taking action... The Five Emperors Platform and the Six Phases Ksitigarbha Golden Body still had an influence on him.
He wanted to lead himself into the cage and completely destroy the restraint of the ritual on him.
It turns out that from the beginning, there was no possibility of rescue from the outside world.
No one could save him, not even delay his death.
Listen to that man's will, he will clean up the time slot mercilessly, along with him who will undoubtedly die.
"I don't want to die!"
He has to save himself!
Ning Pingle closed her eyes and recalled everything that had happened before.
What is certain is that the demon-sealing container can be effective on [Xiangliu Corpse], and can even be said to be very effective.
The last time he didn't die immediately, it was probably the result of Xiang Liu's deliberate delay.
It seems angry.
Was it because he used Zhong Kui's evil-suppressing talisman to create a demon-sealing container and angered it?
The skin of the thorn...that thing is of no use to [Xiangliu Corpse].
[Sacrificial Mask·Invitation to God] is also damaged.
Sure enough, we still have to start with Zhong Kui’s evil talisman?
Suddenly, a faint stench came.
Ning Pingle got up and went to the balcony, and found that while it was windy and rainy outside, some strange changes also occurred around the dormitory building.
The road originally paved with cement floors has disappeared.
Instead, there was a muddy body of water, with the university buildings standing here and there in the water.
Common reeds and raceweeds in swamp areas swayed with the violent wind and rain, and a faint stench filled the air.
In a daze, Ning Pingle seemed to hear a burst of silver bell-like laughter.
The laughter was full of malice, as if he was expecting his death.
Ning Pingle looked at the [Zhong Kui's Evil Suppressing Talisman], thought for a moment, and took out the incantation of Zhong Kui's Evil Suppressing Talisman, intending to carve it on himself.
He wants to make his body into a demon-sealing vessel.
However, the next second, just as the spell touched his skin, like a stress reaction, hairs tore his chest directly and crushed the spell in his hand.
Ning Pingle spat out blood in a muffled voice.
Twelve Flower Goddess is triggered, time goes back, and the current remaining time is 5/12.
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Ning Pingle looked pale and did not put the Zhong Kui Evil Suppression Talisman on his body anymore. Now the talisman would arouse the instinctive resistance of the [Xiangliu Corpse] in his body.
You don’t even need to wait for the [Xiangliu Corpse] in the game to kill you, the instinctive resistance of the black beards in your body will kill you in advance.
I once again recalled Zhong Kui’s explanation of the evil talisman.
If there is no way to use it in reality, then try using it in the game to see if it has any effect.
He finally chose to cast the spell on himself in the game.
[You get the demon-sealing container (Human Pot)]
Street Diary:
【Rest in peace】
Yesterday I saw a message in the group that the author of "The Legend of Huayu Good People" was in trouble, and today I heard that his rescue efforts for several months were ineffective, and he is currently preparing to donate his body.
For a while, I was a bit worried. From the beginning of this year to now, as far as I know, three authors have collapsed, and two of them are still the authors of Group 9. Logically speaking, the authors of Group 9 should be the youngest among all groups.
It’s right to approve.
It scares me so much that I go to bed early these days. I still want to live a few more years and have more fun.
(Comment: Everyone must remember to pay attention to safety and don’t stay up late just because you are young! Start with the basics first, and go to bed early and get up early in the future!)