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Chen Shen rubbed his head and sat up. He lowered his head by rubbing the back of his head to cover up his panic that hadn't been completely cleaned up.

Saw something weird.

Logically speaking, as a senior tasker of the Chuanshu Administration Bureau, he has certain protection authority in the mission world. He would not be recruited by this relatively low-level method. This method of creating nightmares is the lowest level. planted.

But Chen Shen saw it.

He seemed to be pulled into a huge incinerator, unable to move or speak, with a string of numbers stuck on his head, which was his label.

Together with countless taskers, he was stuffed into that huge incinerator, and was destroyed without even making a sound.

Chen Shen only felt scared. He had seen the incinerator, but the answer given to him by the system at that time was to incinerate garbage. What rubbish.

In his boundless fear, he suddenly remembered that the senior told him a long time ago that he had forgotten the identity of the tasker.

Chen Shen panted heavily, covering his eyes and shaking his fingers.

Could it be that... the final fate of every tasker is like that?
To be stuffed into furnaces and burn their bodies like garbage.

Chen Shen's system also seemed to sense that something was wrong with him, 【Host, what did you see? 】

Chen Shen closed his eyes; "I saw a murderer who wanted to kill me."

【That's fake. 】The system said at a glance.

Chen Shen didn't make a sound. When he looked up again, Sang Qi was already squatting beside him, looking down at him.

"Don't be afraid." Sang Qi said.

Chen Shen froze for a moment, lowered his eyes, and gave a soft 'hmm'.

Several people rested in place for a while, and then began to look around for clues.

Ren Zhe asked Sang Qi about the old Taoist priest in black, and Sang Qi knew everything, so she took the initiative to mention the painting.

"The person in the painting has silver hair and blue eyes, like an elf." Sang Qi described it this way.

Ren Zhe blinked his eyes, and said in a dazed tone, "Spirits...? It's a bit out of place for this kind of western fantasy to appear in Taoist temples."

After thinking about it, he didn't express any doubts about Sang Qi's words.

When the sky was about to light up, several people discussed it and decided to go back to the room.

I've searched every corner, but there's nothing.

The only unnamed tablet found was also destroyed when the person pretending to be a Taoist priest in black exploded.

"...The only clue I know so far is the phrase that the Taoist priest in red said, 'Everything is me, everything is me, and everything is like me', which is very confusing and similar to philosophy." Fang Xun thought with.

Sang Qi calmly said: "At that time, he blew up like a balloon. But there were no fragments of limbs, but the whole body was like a pile of smoke. Could it be that he died already?"

Ren Zhe laughed and said: "He must not be a living thing anymore, it depends on what you think."

"I mean, could it be that his body is the same as his original form?" Sang Qi raised his hand to gesture, grasped it, and then opened it slightly, making an explosive mouth shape: " Bang - the whole person exploded, and then his body fragments sank into the corners of the Taoist temple, that's why he said..."

Chen Shen muttered to himself: "Everything has me."

Ren Zhe fell silent strangely.

He looked around calmly.

"That is to say, wherever we are, there may be skin fragments of that red Taoist priest looking at us?"

……

……

When Sang Qi returned to the room, the sky was dim.

Sitting on the bed, she just felt terribly sleepy.

Fang Xun walked up to Sang Qi hesitantly, her eyes were bright, and she said, "Thank you, Sang Qi."

Sang Qi yawned, and opened his eyes in confusion, with obvious sleepiness on his fair little face.

"You didn't have to ignore us at the time, but you went to find that black-clothed Taoist priest alone and came back to save us. I will definitely repay you for this kindness." Fang Xun said seriously.

Sang Qi reacted for a while, then she smiled: "Okay, then I won't be polite."

At this point in the conversation, Sang Qi thought it was over for now, but Fang Xun still stood there and looked at her thoughtfully, as if hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?" Sang Qi asked proactively.

Fang Xun bit his lip, "I want to say sorry to you."

Sang Qi: "?"

She asked Fang Xun with her eyes.

Fang Xun rubbed the corner of his clothes, with a troubled expression on his face: "In the beginning... I actually wanted to take you with me on purpose."

Sang Qi raised his eyebrows, "I see."

It's not relative, it's just an accidental roommate. It's strange that Fang Xun insisted on taking her with him.

"I knew you when I saw you in the game." Fang Xun said: "I heard my sister mention you, although it is difficult for me to match you with the Sang Qi in her mouth, but I have seen the photos , I'm sure it's you."

The girl looked up, the corners of her lips curved slightly.

Unexpectedly...it was really that Fang Ming's sister.

Sure enough, there are not so many people with the same name and surname who happen to be in the same place in this world.

"Fang Ming told me that you used exotic tricks to take her life." Fang Xun continued: "I checked for her, and she did have signs of being possessed by ghosts, so when I saw you, I just wanted to vent my anger on her."

After a pause, Fang Xun had doubts in his eyes: "It's just that you are different from what she described."

The Sang Qi that Fang Ming talked about was living in Xie's house, a nymphomaniac, a troublemaker, relying on a little celestial master's ability to ignore anyone, because of jealousy, he attacked her.

Sang Qiyan laughed at Yanyan: "A person has many facets, even I myself can't accurately describe what kind of person I am, maybe in Lingmei's eyes, that's the way I make her hate."

The girl shook her finger and snapped her fingers in front of Fang Xun.

"However, there is one thing I want to clarify." Sang Qi said: "She was possessed by a ghost. It has nothing to do with me. That day was Xie Ming's birthday. I left the birthday party early. I don't know what happened afterwards. .”

Fang Xun's expression became a little serious: "The possessed ghost has a lot of resentment, and it is difficult to eradicate it by ordinary means. It seems that some external force suppressed that soul. It was only after I thoroughly cleaned it that the ghost was eliminated."

Suppressed stuff?
Probably Sang Qi's jade wares.

"It stands to reason that these things shouldn't have appeared at the Xie family's birthday party, perhaps it was deliberately planned by someone with a heart." Fang Xun said.

Sang Qi nodded in agreement.

However, the matter of the Xie family has nothing to do with her.

Fang Xun rambled on about his speculations again, and Sang Qi agreed with her with a smile on his face. She is a good listener.