Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

The staff member lowered his head and clicked his phone a few times: "Okay, I've sent you the address."

"Okay, we'll rush there later." Song Yi took out her phone and looked at the address. It was an abandoned shampoo-making factory on the outskirts of Yanshi.

After the staff left, Bo Yesheng looked at Song Yi almost immediately: "Do you think the person who helped Daozhu will be the second Nanguan?"

"Maybe, my current suspicion is that Nanguan handed over the original production method to Daozhu. I guessed this based on Daozhu and Nanguan's personal admission that he participated in part of this, and subsequent improvements should be It came from that person.”

Song Yi clicked on her phone and continued to talk about her guess: "Although the only thing that can be confirmed now is that the modified aromatherapy was indeed made by that person, I just guess that except for the initial version of flowers, all subsequent experimental products were made by him. hand."

"Your suspicion is not unreasonable. Didn't even the staff just now say that this transformation is very difficult? If you don't have a full understanding of flowers and experiments, how could you possibly transform aromatherapy at once?"

Bo Yesheng agreed with Song Yi's words. As he spoke, he continued to pack his hands: "Also, the incense was made two months ago, and after that, Nanguan came to us. What do you mean? Could it have something to do with aromatherapy?”

"It's possible." Song Yi nodded thoughtfully: "And Nan Guan knows that he is still in the dark now, neither appearing nor taking action. He must be waiting for something."

"It sounds really scary to think about it." Bo Yesheng smiled, packed up Song Yi's bag and walked to her side: "Okay, everything that needs to be packed has been packed, let's hurry over."

"Well, we have to go over and take a look to find out what it is." Song Yi reached out to take her bag from Bo Yesheng's hand, but who knew that Bo Yesheng directly carried the bag on his body.

"You have more important things to do later. Leave such small things to me." After saying that, he walked out on his own.

Song Yi followed him and looked at him. She couldn't help but chuckle and quickly followed him.

The two of them arrived at the factory by car. As soon as they stood at the door of the factory, they noticed the strong fragrance of flowers. Bo Yesheng clenched the dagger in his hand and calmly said to Song Yi, "Don't worry about what happens later." I, I have a stack of talismans and a dagger that were brought to me."

"Yes, I understand." Just in case, Song Yi blocked the sense of smell in their ears before continuing to walk inside.

The factory occupies a large area, with three low-rise buildings and an open space as big as a basketball court in front of it. Many areas are filled with dusty and empty bottles and some parts.

Song Yi followed the compass's guidance and walked into an abandoned building. The building was very empty and cold. The sunlight could only shine to the area next to the window, but not deeper. Looking around, it turned out to be darker than the night. Be dark and hear the echo with every step you take.

Song Yi didn't change her expression, held Bo Yesheng's hand, looked at the compass with one hand and continued walking inside.

When Bo Yesheng saw it, he immediately turned on the flashlight on his phone, and a small cluster of light illuminated the road ahead.

Song Yi followed the compass and stopped in front of a wall. There was nothing special about this wall, but she could feel subtle fluctuations of spiritual power under her feet.

Song Yi stamped her feet: "It's right down here."

"Down there?" Bo Yesheng looked at the ground carefully. There were almost no cracks on the cement floor, let alone any mechanism.

"It must be a concealing illusion." Song Yi squatted down and touched the ground with his fingertips. A golden halo spread outward from his fingertips, and soon the cement floor turned into a locked wooden door. "This lock..." Bo Yesheng picked up the rusty lock. Seeing this, Song Yi quickly moved his hand away. The next second, the seemingly ordinary lock suddenly had a mouth, revealing a sharp triangle. Teeth, bite hard,

If Song Yi hadn't sent him away in time, his hand might have been bitten off.

"Sorry, I caused you trouble again." Bo Yesheng withdrew his hand and stopped touching it.

"It's just a matter of effort, it's nothing to worry about." Thinking about it, Song Yi patted his hand gently again: "Don't think too much."

"No." Bo Yesheng shook his head and looked down at the lock: "What should I do with the lock now?"

"It's easy, just destroy it." After saying that, Song Yi put a little force on her hand, and the iron lock with the mouth flew out, and the basement door opened by itself.

"Follow me." Song Yi climbed down the ladder in the basement. The basement was pitch black and looked like an abyss with no end in sight.

The two of them had been climbing one after the other for who knows how long. They felt their bodies getting more and more tired, but they could no longer see the end, and the area that the flashlight on their mobile phones could illuminate was also very limited.

Song Yi's hands and feet were numb from exhaustion, not to mention Bo Yesheng, whose physique was similar to that of ordinary people, or even weaker than ordinary people. His legs seemed to be shaking.

"Stop." After Song Yi finished speaking, he thought about it again, then took out an explosive talisman and threw it down.

The talisman seemed to have fallen into a cliff and soon became invisible. However, although it looked like this with the eyes, when she listened carefully, Song Yi heard the sound of a subtle explosion of talismans and a very distorted wail.

His eyes saw the talisman falling into the cliff, and his ears definitely heard the sound of the explosion. Now the answer is obvious.

"We have entered the illusion. Everything we see now is fake, and our current fatigue is probably because invisible things in the illusion are sucking our essence." Song Yi said, and simply offered the copper coins. The sword was swung to the side at will.

The powerful sword energy is like the explosive talisman just now. Although you can't see it, you can hear the sound of the sword energy sinking into your flesh and blood, as well as the screams, which seem to make you even more miserable just now.

"Illusion? In other words, what we see is not real." Bo Yesheng thought for a while: "Even if you waved your sword to your side just now, you can still hear the screams, and they are consistent with the screams just now, so we are realistic Isn’t it in the ghost’s belly?”

As he spoke, Bo Yesheng threw three more talismans in different directions. He closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound: "The sound is still the same."

Song Yi nodded: "That means your guess is right. Now we are indeed in its belly, and it can make me unaware of the illusion. It should be some kind of mirror ghost or nightmare ghost."

This kind of ghosts are born with supernatural talents in illusions, and some of them can't be underestimated, but they are not that powerful even if they say they are powerful. Most of them are powerless to resist once the illusion is seen through.

Song Yi swung his sword energy around one after another.