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Chapter 115 Using My Soul as a Chip (Subscribe)
"The texture of this note seems to be the same as the notebook in the hands of Mr. Han Ge and Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain."

Gu An looked at the road map, the old paper has turned yellow, obviously not a product of this era.

The road map is very detailed, and Gu An can follow the markings on it and shuttle through the black mist without worrying about getting lost.

Unless this just-knowing grandfather is determined to trick his grandson...

The most common crack monsters and weird things Gu An encountered along the way were still rabbits.

Facing the carrot bombs thrown by the rabbits from the darkness, he can now quickly dodge them without using his back-to-back flipping skills.

Except for these monsters, there are not many weird ones wandering around in the dark. From a distance, one can feel that Gu An also has a weird smell on him. As long as you don't come into close contact with them, you will be regarded as the same kind and avoided.

The location on the map given by the old man is not far away.

Gu An will arrive soon.

It was a wooden house.

In front of the house is a wasteland and black land, and behind the house is an old tree, whose branches, leaves and trunk are all dark and black.

There is also a dummy standing beside the fence in front of the wooden house, bound by cross-shaped stakes.

Gu An took a closer look and found that the eyeballs of the dummy were still rolling.

"It turns out that you can't die with peace in your eyes." Gu An squatted in front of the dummy and sized it up.

dummy:"……"

Gu An felt that death was the most important thing, so he picked up a few leaves and put them on the eyelids of the dummy, closing his eyes.

dummy:"……"

I walked another distance along the trail on the barren land, and nothing happened.

"It seems that the dummy just stood there casually, or it may have other functions. Otherwise, it wouldn't be unresponsive if I tossed it."

Gu An turned his head to look, analyzing habitually.

Finally, the cabin arrived.

Gu An stood at the door, did not push the door directly, but was thinking about what would greet him if he just rushed in like this.

crunch————

However, without giving him a chance to think too much, the wooden door opened automatically, revealing half of it, which just fit Gu An's figure.

Gu An stood outside the door, looking at the situation inside, it was dark and saw nothing.

Instead, I could hear the sound of water droplets inside, as well as the sound of walking, and it seemed that someone was whispering softly.

All kinds of subtle and mixed sounds continued to come from inside.

Gu An silently took out the lighter and found that the flame was actually lit.

"There are no ghosts here..."

According to previous experience of encountering strange incidents, the lighter could not be turned on, because the surrounding environment was affected by the strangeness, but this time it was turned on, indicating that either the weirdness inside is not strong, or the wooden house is safe. of.

But is there a safe place in the crack?
Obviously, no.

If someone said yes, he wouldn't believe it, so after thinking about it, he threw the lighter into it.

The lighter was spinning in the air and slowly fell from a high altitude, providing some light.

Under this weak light, Gu An saw a table standing in the center of the room, opposite a pair of pale hands pressed against the edge of the table, the owner of the hands he did not see, and seemed to be looking for something under the table.

"There is only one monster, and no other monsters, so where did those mixed voices come from?"

Gu An was a little puzzled, but at the same time, he was not in the ink marks, so he pushed the door open and entered.

After entering the house, he found that the light inside the house was not as dark as he imagined outside.

Although it was still gray, as if it had been cast a shadow, at least the whole outline of the room could be seen.

A table, a pair of hands pressing on the edge of the table, the owner of the hands does not know what to look for under the table, and does not pay attention to himself when he comes in.

Gu An continued to look around the room.

Finally, he found a shelf on the side, and there were some items on each shelf. When he took a closer look, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

On the shelf, there are actually a series of strange body existences similar to arms, feet, mouths, etc...

I don't know how long the shelf has been there. The original color has long been soaked in blood, and the moss on the ground caused by humidity all the year round has also turned blood-colored. The blood overflows and continues to penetrate other corners of the house.

Gu An took a few glances, and immediately found the arm of the old man in the portrait, lying alone on a shelf.

These existences on the shelves are obviously collected by the owner of the house.

This guy is kind of scary.

And Gu An also figured out what was going on with the voice he just heard outside.

It was obviously the sound of some mouths on the shelf...

It's a bit weird, I lost my mouth here...

It is a logic to lose an arm with an old man.

Gu An got a little closer, and found that although he couldn't understand the things spoken by these mouths, they seemed to provide some information from the cracks?
If this information is obtained, will there be a lot of benefits?

Gu An pondered.

If it wasn't for his ignorance of this information, he reckoned that he could put aside the matter of the old man's arm for the time being, and talk about it later...

crunch————

There was a sudden movement from the door, Gu An was interrupted from thinking, and immediately looked back, it turned out that the wooden door closed by itself.

And the owner of the hands on the table also moved, and it also handed over a note.

【What do you want to bet】

bet?
Gu An looked at the handwriting on the note, and then at the various 'items' on the shelf next to him

He immediately understood that this portrait of an old man was an old gambler, and he probably lost the bet on his own arm before.

It turned out that letting me bring back his arm was actually letting me gamble, what a good grandpa...

But when it comes to gambling, Gu An is never afraid, said: "I also gamble with one arm, and if I win, can I take something away from the side?"

The answer to Gu An was still a note.

【Your value is not enough, if you want to take something away, you need your body and soul as a bargaining chip】

Gu An understood that the old man in the portrait must have valued something on the shelf before, so he used one arm as a bargaining chip, but it was a pity that he lost the bet.

Then there was a grandson who came to pay for the debt...

All Gu An has to do now is to help the old man win back one of his arms.

As for the bet, Gu An naturally has no objection. If possible, he can make the banker on the other side lose to bankruptcy, and let him know what it means to be sinister...

"If I win, I will take that hand away, and if I lose, I will give you my life."

Gu An never takes his own life seriously, and this kind of existence that is the least valuable to him often makes the strange people very excited.

[There is only one chance, choose to leave]

Gu An looked at the note handed over by the dealer, and responded with a hum.

With the sound of "hm", those hands suddenly threw three bone dice.

Gu An glanced at the familiar dice...

Hey guys, is this to guess the size?Is this weird and up to date?
[Your soul has been imprisoned by me in these three dice, only one is correct, you need to find it]

Choose one of three?So simple?
Gu An was taken aback, if this is the case, then this guy is much more conscientious than the grandfather he just met.

However, he understood these weirdnesses, it must not be that simple, but it didn't matter, so he chose one at random.

Following the selection, a note was handed over.

　Stay up late in the morning to code words, ask for a wave of tickets
　　
　
(End of this chapter)