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

"Are you being unreasonable?"

"If he could solve it so easily why would he wait until now?!"

Mo Ying and Nan Guan shouted at Wu Yi at the same time, looking like they were going to kill someone.

"Hmph! Your team is the only one without any casualties, so of course you can talk without any worries!" Wu Yi said resentfully.

"That's right!" Lao Gao chimed in.

"You!" Nan Guan was furious. He gritted his teeth and pulled his handcuffed hands hard, causing the steel shackles to squeak.

"That's enough!" the referee suddenly shouted.

"Captain Wu, what you said is unreasonable!"

"Everyone understands that you are in a bad mood right now, but this really can't be blamed on Captain Qin and others!"

He was relatively fair in his speech.

"Haha, yes! Captain Qin saved your Ah Shui, and now you are just waiting for a chance to show off and lick him well!" Wu Yi sneered.

"Don't be so ungrateful! Someone in our team also died!" the judge said angrily. Wu Yi was now like a mad dog, biting whoever he caught.

"Let's go..." The street artist said to his teammates, very tired, not wanting to get involved in this dispute anymore.

"I don't care! You must give me an explanation today!" Wu Yi yelled at Qin Yangming and others who were standing together.

"Okay! Give me an explanation, right? I'll give it to you now!" Mo Ying raised his gun and pointed it at Wu Yi.

Seeing this, the Hunter in Wu Yi's team quickly raised the crossbow, and pointed the arrow with a flashing cold light at Qin Yangming.

"Lao Hei, how many bullets are left in the gun?" Nan Guan remembered that the magazine capacity of this revolver was six rounds.

Mo Ying said quietly without changing his expression: "Only one shot left!"

Nan Guan's heart sank when he heard this. The woman holding the crossbow opposite him seemed to have quite a few arrows in the quiver on her back!

If a real fight breaks out, they may not have the advantage!

As for Wu Yi, Lao Gao put his mouth close to Wu Yi's ear and said hurriedly: "Old Wu, it's best not to conflict with them right now!"

"The police and prisoners on the other side are very strong. We may not be their match, especially now that we are one man short!"

A bloodshot color appeared in Wu Yi's eyes, as if he didn't hear what Lao Gao said at all. He just stared at Qin Yangming and others.

Seeing that Wu Yi ignored him, Lao Gao looked at Wu Yi suspiciously and was suddenly shocked.

Wu Yi's eyes turned red, and black cracks extended from his pupils to all sides, which was extremely weird.

Lao Gao was frightened and took a few steps back involuntarily.

"He seems to be completely crazy..."

"What?!" When the people around heard this, they saw the bloodshot in Wu Yi's eyes and all moved away from him.

Qin Yangming and others who were confronting them were confused when they saw this scene.

At this time, Wu Yi was covered in cold sweat, his lips were trembling, his pupils were shaking violently, his body was getting hotter and hotter, and in the end his sweat even evaporated.

"Oh no, he's going to become completely weird!"

Lao Gao shouted anxiously. At this time, they had already kept a certain distance from Wu Yi.

"I didn't protect her well...it's all my fault...it's me who didn't protect her well!"

Wu Yi was seen whispering madly, the rationality in his eyes slowly disappearing.

"I didn't fulfill my duty as a soldier. It's all my fault. I wish I were dead..."

"Let me atone for my sins..."

Wu Yi's body began to change. Under the cover of water vapor, red hair grew on his face, his body grew taller and taller, and his arms stretched out. In the end, his hands actually touched the ground, like a gorilla.

"It's over, there's no hope for him!"

Lao Gao said, and retreated to Qin Yangming with other teammates.

"What's going on?" Mo Ying said with a frown. The red-haired gorilla was now staring at them hungrily, and the hot air he exhaled blurred his scarlet eyes.

"I was wondering why Wu Yi has been so irritable these past few days. It turns out he is already this sick."

"We are usually very polite, and something like this would never happen..."

"Right, Tongtong?"

Lao Gao shrank his body behind Mo Ying, looking as if he had realized what was happening.

"Gululu..."

The orangutan with a human face kept gurgling in his throat, as if he was saying something.

"He is beyond help..."

The street performer who was just about to go back came to Qin Yangming and said helplessly.

"Get ready to do it!"

The dirty little boy's face was twisted into a rag, and he cried, "You can't hit him..."

"Tongtong! He is no longer your Uncle Wu!" The hunter squatted down and looked at Tongtong, who was about to cry, and said seriously.

"But..." Tongtong wanted to say something, but was hugged by the hunter.

Tongtong's eyes went dark and he could not see anything...

He only heard someone next to him say:

"Do it!"

……

Many sequencers fought against Wu Yi who had lost his mind. Even though they were already covered in wounds, there was still no suspense in this battle.

"Finally... it's over..."

The orangutan with a human face was lying quietly on the ground.

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, the peddler brought two barrels of gasoline and poured them all over the bodies on the ground.

"There's no need to shower so much..." someone said.

The peddler said with a firm look in his eyes: "Who knows if anything strange will happen to them after they die."

Then, he held a torch and set the corpses on fire one by one. The stench of the burnt corpses poured out from the flames and penetrated into everyone's minds.

The flames were burning fiercely with the corpses as fuel, like a bonfire or a tombstone made of flames.

Qin Yangming was touched and stood there, chanting scriptures in a low voice to pray for the souls of the dead.

He now knows that the scripture is actually the "Sutra for the Dead", which is used to liberate the dead.

"The Supreme One has decreed that your lonely soul be liberated, and all ghosts and spirits be blessed...

Those with heads will rise, those without heads will ascend, spears and knives will kill, jumping into water and hanging on ropes...

Death in public or in secret, death injustice, creditor or enemy, revenger...

Please save all of us, and help them to be reborn quickly! Please save all of us, and help them to be reborn quickly! "

The people who were still here bid their final farewell to the dead accompanied by the sounds of chanting and the crackling of flames.

After Qin Yangming recited it quietly for more than ten times, the flames gradually went out, leaving only some charred flesh that had not been completely burned and the blackened white skeleton.

"Let's go..."

Bai Lu and others surrounded Qin Yangming and said.

Others were already leaving one after another, walking ahead of them.

"Let's go." Qin Yangming said, turned around and walked at the end of everyone.

Suddenly, Qin Yangming clearly saw the red line again, the red line hanging over everyone's heads.

There was a red line hanging above the heads of the twenty or so sequencers walking in front.

Some of those red lines are long, some are short, some are tangled together like a tangled mess, and some seem to be parallel and never intersect.

The first time he saw the red line was when he first met them. He couldn't control it at the time and the scene was fleeting.

And now, he found that he could control it, as if there was a button in his mind that he could see or not see by turning it on or off.

He called it the "Thread of Destiny".

He understood that this was because he had immersed himself more and more deeply in the role of the fortune teller, thus unlocking this extraordinary power.

In addition, he felt that he had a deeper understanding of phenomena such as the soul and destiny, and his spirit seemed to be more sufficient.

Among those red lines, he looked particularly at Mo Ying and several others, the most worrying of whom was Nan Guan.

His red line was very short, and it disappeared just as it appeared above his head.

Does this mean that he will die young? Qin Yangming couldn't help wondering.

"gentlemen?"

Nan Guan turned around and saw that Qin Yangming had not caught up with him. Instead, he stood there in a daze, as if still looking at him, with sadness in his eyes.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Nan Guan asked in confusion.

Qin Yangming shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's talk about it when we get back."

After that, there was no apparent danger for the time being, and everyone began to rest.

Many people came to Bai Lu for treatment. As a barefoot doctor, she was able to easily treat some minor injuries.

Some people also came to Qin Yangming to divine their own fate. The fates of those sequencers who came for divination seemed to be similar, and the best one was not much better.

The [Hunter] and the dirty little boy came to Qin Yangming's team. Qin Yangming and others did not refuse. They now knew very clearly that when danger comes, one more person will mean more strength.

About two or three days had passed since the end of the trial. Qin Yangming, who was observing the small incense burner, suddenly heard a voice in his heart.

The voice is deep and magnetic.

"I will now inform you individually about the rules of Sequence [Promotion]!"

"First, please fully play your role in the current sequence ladder, immerse yourself in it wholeheartedly, completely digest the strange erosion, and explore all the extraordinary powers of the current ladder as much as possible!"

"Second, after completing the first point, complete the specific [Promotion Ceremony] for each sequence and each step!"