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

Just as Qin Yangming was trying to suppress his grief and pointed his palm towards Mo Ying, he saw Mo Ying falling from mid-air.

He had jumped high into the air, but because he suddenly stopped, he fell to the ground.

After falling to the ground and rolling for a few times, he looked up in shock and shouted:

"pumpkin!"

Qin Yangming was startled and followed Mo Ying's gaze. He saw a person standing in a dark corner of the Jade Emperor Temple cave at the end of Mo Ying's gaze.

The man stood in the darkness, and his face could not be seen clearly, but I could vaguely see his dirty and tattered shirt, his unshaven chin, and a pair of eyes covered by wet bangs.

And the most obvious feature is a pair of hands bound and held in front of the body.

Mo Ying shouted excitedly, his violent murderous intent turned into inner excitement, and the bloodshot in his eyes faded a little, but his sanity had not yet fully recovered, and he only acted based on his inner instincts.

Qin Yangming frowned. He suddenly thought of something and looked for the figure in the crowd.

Sure enough, it was not found.

The man standing in the shadow in the corner said in a hoarse voice:

"Old Black, how did you become like this?"

Mo Ying's excited face froze, he didn't understand what Pumpkin meant.

Silence. No one spoke. The Jade Emperor Hall fell into silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Only that hoarse voice was heard:

"Old Black, you don't have to imitate me, you just need to be yourself!"

Mo Ying's heart paused. He stared blankly at the blurry figure. He had a thousand words to say, but they were all stuck in his lips, and he could only sob.

The man continued in a hoarse voice:

"Lao Hei, you are not anyone. Don't be controlled by emotions that don't belong to you. You are just yourself..."

Then, the figure turned around and looked at Qin Yangming, and heard the hoarse voice slowly:

"Sir, I'm sorry I can't go on with you..."

After saying this, the hazy figure took a few steps back and disappeared completely into the darkness, no longer visible to anyone.

Mo Ying rushed over, crawling, but found that there was nothing here and he was at a loss.

Tears welled up in Qin Yangming's eyes. Even though he knew who that person was, his heart still couldn't help but tremble.

gentlemen……

He hasn't heard this name for a long time, and no one calls him that anymore.

The figure in his mind, which had been gradually blurring, gradually became clear again. He was wearing a dirty white shirt, his hands were always handcuffed together, and his eyes were always so gentle when he looked at him.

And because Mo Ying had just been promoted to [Fallen Superintendent] not long ago, he had already come out of his violent state and his mind had become clear again.

Mo Ying was still standing there, recalling what had just happened. He was not in his right mind at the time, but now thinking back, it was such a beautiful dream...

Mo Ying slowly walked back to Qin Yangming. The two looked at each other, both speechless.

At this moment, a wave of extraordinary power erupted from a person. Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Su Mengyuan.

I saw her tearing off the beard that was stuck on her mouth, taking off the dirty white shirt, and changing into her own clothes.

A whirlwind swirled around her, it was the fluctuation of extraordinary power, and she was promoted.

Mo Ying understood everything at this time, and felt mixed emotions for a moment.

As an actor, Su Mengyuan just played the role of "Nan Guan", helping Mo Ying regain his sanity, making up for some regrets in everyone's hearts, and allowing the person who was deeply missed by everyone to stand in front of everyone again.

Remembering the souls of the dead and comforting the suffering of the living is her promotion ceremony as an actor.

Therefore, she successfully advanced to the eighth level of the Actor sequence, the Dream Maker!

Mo Ying felt somewhat grateful to Su Mengyuan at this time, but he and her had never gotten along well before, and now he didn't know what to say. He could only stand there awkwardly scratching his head.

Usually at this time, Xu Xiaobao would help him smooth things over.

But this time, she didn't.

Because her condition was very bad.

When everyone looked over, they saw that Xu Xiaobao's entire body had been covered with disgusting pustules at some point.

They had all seen that disgusting pustules. Before entering the first floor of the Tower of Babel, Xu Xiaobao had rolled up her sleeves to show everyone the changes on her body.

Later, everyone learned from Wu Yi that only acting could mitigate this impact.

So among the five of them, did Xu Xiaobao, who was invaded by something strange at the very beginning, eventually play her role of a prostitute well?

The results have shown that the answer is no.

Mo Ying held Xu Xiaobao's thin shoulders with both hands and shook him vigorously, saying:

"Xiaobao! Xiaobao! What's wrong with you?"

Although Xu Xiaobao was shaken violently, he still did not raise his head, and his face was hidden by his messy hair.

The pustules on her body were spreading, growing, and expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, bulging her clothes.

Some of them swelled to their limit and exploded with a bang, just like a soap bubble, except that what burst out was yellow pus, which soaked her clothes.

"I...I also want to live a good life!"

She just groaned in pain, and everyone in the audience felt the deep helplessness and misery in her heart.

In the end, she did not really play the role of a prostitute, especially after she and Mo Ying fell in love with each other, her sense of rejection became even stronger.

But she didn't tell Mo Ying all this. Telling him would only make him anxious, or even make him unstable and go down the same path as her...

Qin Yangming looked at Su Mengyuan, who said reluctantly:

"She has never played the role of [prostitute] well..."

"Even if it's with Mo Ying...but the two of them have a relationship foundation, and strictly speaking it doesn't qualify as a prostitute's behavior."

Prostitutes sell their bodies to obtain valuable items or to gain spiritual pleasure, rather than to engage in pure emotional sublimation with a person with whom they have feelings.

Qin Yangming walked up quickly and pulled away the tattoo. The mutation on Xu Xiaobao's body became more and more serious. The pustules had submerged her entire face, and her originally beautiful facial features had become unrecognizable.

She was just like the beggar lying on the ground that they saw when they first reached the first floor. She had inevitably and unstoppably fallen into the abyss of distortion and could never escape.

"Xiaobao!!!" Mo Ying roared angrily, but his brute force was useless in dealing with the current situation. He could only stand there and scream in anxiety.

Xu Xiaobao's entire body was filled with pus, and she eventually turned into an extremely ugly, dirty monster covered with tumors.

The monster kept repeating one sentence.

"I also want to... live a good life!"