Chapter 1645: Huge 2D Code

If Senior Bai was just an ordinary statue, it would be heartbreaking.

For a moment, Song Shuhang's mind twitched, and he wanted to shout to the statue: Xiaobai, when you grow your hair...

Fortunately, reason suppressed the urge to commit suicide at the last moment.

"Almighty Senior White, please help me." Song Shuhang finally just silently made a wish, then turned and left the Immortal Lord Temple.

Let’s wait for another trip at the end of the month. That should be the time when Senior Bai comes out of seclusion.

Next, what should he do in this month?

Do you want to visit the location of ‘Kidenji Temple’? There, he and Yu Rouzi got the first spirit ghost in their lives, which was also a very important place.

Maybe the two spirit ghosts are still inside now. However, without Yurouzi, he would not be able to contact the spirit ghosts even if he found the 'Ghost Light Temple'.

How about taking a walk around Linyao Village?

I still remember that when Senior Bai was about to come out of seclusion, he couldn't control his own weird charm, and it leaked a little bit, and then the statue was snatched away... I remember it was a young man who snatched the statue, and that was also a ' The time node may also be the key to breaking the situation.

"Wait, that's it." Song Shuhang patted his head.

There are still more than 30 days before Senior Bai comes out of seclusion, so Senior Bai's 'fatal charm' in seclusion has not yet begun to show, so when he looked at the statue, he could not see the phantom of Senior Bai's true body.

That should be the case.

Then take advantage of a month's time to go to the Ghost Light Temple location first. If you don't gain anything, come back after a month?

"Senior Bai, wish me all the best." Song Shuhang figured out the key.

He strode outside the temple.

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At this time, a chaotic sound came from outside the Xianjun Temple.

Four small trucks drove outside the Xianjun Temple.

A young man jumped out of the car.

Behind him were more than sixty strong men with big muscles and round waists.

"Go on, dig out the statue of the Immortal King for me! Be careful not to damage the statue of the Immortal King." Young Master shouted.

A familiar scene.

Song Shuhang: "???"

Wait, isn’t today just June 2nd? It's been a long time since Senior Bai came out of seclusion. How come this scene has already happened?

Could it be that...this virtual world has disrupted the time of all events?

If I had followed my memory and came here on the 30th, the Immortal Lord Statue would have been poached long ago.

While Song Shuhang was thinking, the sixty big men had already rushed into the Immortal Lord Temple with tools, and despite the pilgrims' curses and resistance, they forcibly dug out the Immortal Lord's statue.

A 'stacker forklift' drove over, lifted up the statue of the Immortal Lord, and rushed towards a transport truck outside.

The whole action was as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Wait a minute!" Song Shuhang ran up.

"Boy, don't come and cause trouble." A strong man stood in front of Song Shuhang, his strong muscles bulging.

From behind, the young man shouted: "Don't waste time, get out quickly."

Song Shuhang glanced at this young master.

The other party's eyes also met Song Shuhang's.

Song Shuhang sighed: "I said..."

"Bring me this little guy, I always think this guy is particularly pleasing to the eye!" The young master waved his hand and said.

Song Shuhang: "???"

What do you mean by the fact that I am particularly pleasing to the eye?

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After a while, Song Shuhang was captured by several big men and taken into a small truck.

During this period, he originally wanted to resist.

But thinking back, he had been thinking about how to hook up with this 'Master Gu', and now the other party suddenly wanted to arrest him, which was exactly what he wanted.

Therefore, Song Shuhang cooperated very well and allowed those big men to capture him before he was captured.

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The minivan drove quickly and soon arrived at the mansion that Song Shuhang was familiar with.

The heavy steel door at the entrance of the manor,

Song Shuhang couldn't help but fall into memories - thinking about the time when he was a weakling and couldn't even open such a door.

"No, Mr. Gu. The lady is sitting at the door waiting for us. She looks very angry. The lady may know what we are going out for." A big man shouted.

"Ah? How did she know that we went out to dig up statues of gods? Who told the secret?" Master Gu's aura has weakened a bit, and he is no longer as high-spirited and pointing out the country as he was in front of the Xianjun Temple.

"There are more than 60 people out of us this time. There is too much movement. It is impossible for the lady not to know about it." The big man said with a bitter smile.

"Hurry up and cover the statue of the Immortal Lord with cloth." Master Gu shouted.

The big man reminded: "We also brought a young man back this time."

"Kill him unconscious first, and then put a mask on him or something to cover it up." Master Gu said urgently.

Song Shuhang: "Wait a minute, we can discuss it carefully... with you."

Before he could finish speaking, his body felt weak and his consciousness became blurred.

Before falling into coma, Song Shuhang saw a big man take out a concave-convex mask and put it on his face.

Song Shuhang: "..."

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When Song Shuhang regained consciousness, he found that he had been stripped down to only a pair of shorts and was lying on a stone table.

And there was a cool and itchy feeling on my body.

Song Shuhang: "???"

What kind of plot is this?

When he turned his head, he saw a pale-skinned girl sitting in a wheelchair. She was holding a palette in her hand and an oil paintbrush in her right hand, and was seriously painting something on him.

Song Shuhang wanted to sit up suddenly, but found that he had no strength in his body and could not move.

"Don't move." The pale-skinned girl said seriously.

Song Shuhang sighed and said, "Can you tell me what happened?"

As he spoke, he noticed that he was still wearing the mask on his face.

"Please let me finish the painting first, Mr. Benefactor." The pale-skinned girl said seriously.

Mr. Benefactor?

Song Shuhang finally smiled at the corner of his mouth - the key to breaking the deadlock was actually here.

This pale-skinned girl sitting in a wheelchair was the sister of that young master Gu.

Her current state was very strange.

But her strangeness was exactly what Song Shuhang wanted.

"Please rest assured, I have painted dozens of times in my dreams, and I will definitely succeed this time." The girl comforted him.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Since I met my benefactor five months ago, my body has been recovering day by day. About half a month later, I got up from the wheelchair and was able to walk on my own." The girl slowly spoke while drawing on Song Shuhang's body carefully.

Song Shuhang listened silently.

In his mind, he recalled the memory of this scene.

At the beginning, when he and Doudou brought back the statue of Senior Bai, before leaving, Doudou suddenly asked him to feed the girl in the wheelchair a drop of "quenching liquid" to make a good relationship.

When taking the quenching liquid, the body is greatly stimulated. Even young people with vigor and vitality need to be cautious when taking the quenching liquid.

At that time, the girl was sitting in a wheelchair, looking sickly, with weak blood and qi, and she didn't look like she could withstand the effect of the "quenching liquid".

But Doudou was very sure to ask Song Shuhang to give her a drop of quenching liquid.

At that time, Song Shuhang was wondering if the girl would be called "Chu Chu".

Doudou described this as a ‘great good fate’.

What did Doudou see at that time?

“Later, every few days, I would have a dream. In the dream, someone was teaching me to draw various tattoo patterns on the human body, and the tattoo patterns were different each time. After each dream, I would feel very tired.” The girl continued.

Did the girl activate the ‘study master system’ and receive the art in the dream?

Well, it looks like it should be something like blood inheritance?

“Just like that, I drew for more than two months. In the past, when I dreamed, I was on an ancient altar, drawing tattoos for people. Today’s dream is a bit strange. When I dreamed, I found that the person I drew tattoos for became my benefactor. Well, it’s done.” The girl put down the palette and painting, smiled, and nodded with satisfaction.

Song Shuhang: “What did you draw on me?”

“Of course it’s a tattoo. I improved it myself according to the tattoo picture in the previous dream.” The girl squinted and smiled.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Hey, my master called me.” The girl suddenly said.

Song Shuhang: "Huh?"

"My master is a good friend of the Seventh Cultivation Saint, the ancient witch Ms. Elise. Elise is a pronunciation, her phonetic name. Phonetic names are the same as Taoist names and Dharma names. Benefactor, I have also come into contact with this world." The girl raised her lips and said, "One day, when I become a master, I will have the opportunity to meet my benefactor."

As she said this, she thought for a moment and slowly reached out to take off Song Shuhang's mask.

But halfway, she stopped again: "Well, what I saw when I took off the mask in the dream was also fake. The true face of the benefactor should wait until I have a chance to see it again in reality."

In a dream? Is she dreaming now?

"It's time to wake up from the dream." She clapped her hands gently: "I really hope to meet my benefactor in reality. It's a pity that if you didn't wear a toy mask at the time, it would be so good for me to know your true appearance. This would also make it easier for me to find you, repay the favor I owed you at that time, and fulfill one of my wishes."

Song Shuhang: "..."

I should be glad that I didn't show you my true face at that time, otherwise the tall image of "benefactor" would probably be shattered into slag in your heart.

While thinking, the girl in front of him suddenly leaned back on the wheelchair and fell asleep.

And Song Shuhang also regained his mobility.

He slowly climbed up from the stone table and looked around.

It looked like a huge studio, which should be where the girl usually painted.

His clothes were placed on the side.

But there was a mirror next to it.

Song Shuhang picked up his clothes and came to the mirror, wanting to see the pattern the girl drew on himself.

Then, he saw a huge...QR code pattern.

Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes.

It was a QR code, no mistake.

Furious!

Didn't we agree on a tattoo? Why is it a QR code?

After a moment...

Song Shuhang took out his phone and tried to scan the QR code.

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