Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

A dazzling white light burst out from Jingjian's small brass mirror, and everyone else in the room who had just woken up looked over in surprise.

But the magical thing is that the only figure reflected in Jingjian's mirror is Nan Guan.

Nan Guan's body seemed to be controlled by some magical force, maintaining a tilted posture as if he was about to fall, like the enchanting dance steps of a superstar.

His current posture looked full of weirdness, with his hand holding the dagger against his left chest, his eyes dull, staring blankly at the floor in front of him.

"Yang Ming! Look at my power!"

Jingjian screamed, the light on the mirror became brighter, and an invisible force gushed out, actually bending Nanguan's tilted body back inch by inch.

"Jingjian! Your skills are amazing! (You are so awesome!)" Qin Yangming praised him lavishly, and Jingjian worked even harder.

After a while, before Mo Ying could rush to Nan Guan, Nan Guan's tilted body was straightened and he threw away the dagger in his hand.

"Hmph! Just a trifle! (These are all rubbish!)" Jingjian said proudly.

Qin Yangming smiled and said, "You are truly a god! You are both talented and beautiful! (You are so awesome! You are good-looking and very capable!")

"Hehehe!" The small mirror body of Jingjian danced on Qin Yangming's neck.

At this time, the white in Nan Guan's eyes slowly disappeared, Jing Jian also released his control over his body, and Nan Guan sat down on the floor.

Everyone gathered around him. Nan Guan looked at everyone who looked concerned, with a confused look on his face, as if he was at a loss.

"Am I possessed?"

After listening to Qin Yangming's narration, Nan Guan asked in surprise.

Qin Yangming nodded, lifted Jingjian from his neck, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for him, you would have died."

"Him? Oh! It's you!"

Nan Guan was overwhelmed with emotions when he saw that it was the naughty bronze mirror that saved him. Finally, he looked at the small mirror and said seriously:

"Jingjian, thank you very much!"

"Hehe! Why bother to thank me? I'm here to protect you and it's hard for you to die!"

Nan Guan understood, and he cast a puzzled look at Qin Yangming, meaning, has this little mirror always been so arrogant when speaking?

Qin Yangming smiled and nodded. Jingjian then sent a message to Qin Yangming: "Yangming, I'm tired. I'm going to sleep first!"

After saying this, Qin Yangming clearly felt that Jingjian's always active aura seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and he felt very tired.

It seems that even though Jingjian boasts a lot, he must have consumed a lot of energy to save Nanguan just now.

After all, this is not simply about controlling a person, but about fighting against the strange thing that possesses Nan Guan.

Qin Yangming touched Jingjian who had fallen into a deep sleep. It seemed that if he wanted to borrow Jingjian's power, he could only wait until he woke up next time.

"You knew that a long time ago, didn't you?"

Bai Lu came close to Qin Yangming and asked in a very low voice, her eyes full of cunning as she looked at Qin Yangming.

Qin Yangming did not answer this question, but said: "Please call the four people in charge first and tell them that something has happened!"

Bai Lu snorted, looked at Qin Yangming with contempt and left.

"What's so great about that? I can think of that myself!"

In the room, Nan Guan was still afraid, Mo Ying frowned and thought:

"That is to say, the serial killer has been found. It's the thing that possessed Nan Guan just now."

"That thing used this trick to kill the beggar and the fisherman."

"But why did he possess Nan Guan?"

Mo Ying looked at Nan Guan intently, trying to find some clues from him, while Nan Guan felt a little frightened by Mo Ying's alert gaze.

"In other words, why did that ghost thing kill the beggar, the fisherman, and Nan Guan?" Qin Yangming raised this most crucial question.

After a while, Bai Lu came here with four people in charge.

"What's going on? Did someone die again?" Wu Yigang asked as soon as he arrived.

Qin Yangming shook his head and recounted to the four people in detail what had just happened.

It details what Nan Guan looked like when he was possessed, and briefly describes how he saved Nan Guan.

"Master, what's your guess?" the musician asked Qin Yangming. He believed that this man in a black gown must have some guesses in his mind, as he seemed to be able to remain extremely calm at all times.

The musician also believed that Qin Yangming's guess was basically very close to the correct answer.

Qin Yangming did not say it directly, but asked: "Everyone, according to your understanding, what common characteristics do the dead beggar, the fisherman, and the Nan Guan who was just possessed have?"

Everyone in the house couldn't help but fall into memories. Beggars had the lowest sense of existence. They begged for food all day long by covering their diseased legs with a piece of rag to survive.

The fisherman was fine. He would participate in group activities and actively play his role. But there was nothing he could do since there was not even a small pond in this damn place. He could only slowly slide into the abyss of disease. There was no other way.

As for Nan Guan... Everyone in Qin Yangming's team knows him well. He is righteous, considers the overall situation, and has a spirit of sacrifice...

However, these characteristics are completely contrary to a prisoner.

"Could it be that……"

Bai Lu thought of something and looked at Qin Yangming in shock.

"Yes."

Qin Yangming said slowly: "Rather than saying that the ghost thing is killing people, it's better to say that it is cleansing."

"Cleaning?" Everyone was puzzled.

“You can also say it’s screening.”

Qin Yangming uttered another word.

"Purge those Sequencers who are not suited to their roles, those who have failed in their roles, and those who have already developed serious lesions."

When Mo Ying heard this, he looked at Nan Guan worriedly.

"Screen out those sequencers who are adaptable and can tap into the potential of sequencing."

When everyone heard this, their hair stood on end and a chill ran straight down their spine.

Because the perspective from which Qin Yangming said this was no longer that of a lower-class person who was struggling to survive and was unaware of everything.

His thoughts are more like the considerations of a trader standing behind the scenes.

"Oh my God!" The musician couldn't help but exclaim.

"Where on earth are we?"

"I don't know... I don't know anything..."

Some people felt so exhausted that they sat down on chairs, while others put their hands on the table to prevent themselves from falling down.

There was silence for a long time, with only faint murmurs from everyone. Everyone felt like they were puppets, at the mercy of others.

Perhaps, sinking into the abyss of depravity is the only way to be liberated, and all the hard struggles are ultimately useless.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a blood-numbing sound of a copper bell reached everyone's ears. Everyone looked up in surprise and looked at the person shaking the Sanqing Bell.

As the bells trembled, Qin Yangming said slowly:

"Everyone, among the forty-nine heavenly evolutions, humans escape one."

"Even mice can bite."

“Nan Guan is the best example, and we successfully rescued him.”

“So, there is still hope.”

Qin Yangming said firmly, every word was as hard as iron.