Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

The thick ink chases the flowing emotions, dyeing my white clothes...

"Okay, I'll go first. I have two states in this formation. One is the wandering soul state of an observer, and the other is to possess another person and follow their behavior and experience their feelings and thoughts.

Yesterday I possessed you and understood the current situation. And the difference between you and me is that I can unlock new scenes, but I don’t know the trigger mechanism. But I still don’t know why you know me? "

"Then you have seen through me, shame on me~"

Mo Zhichun has learned to automatically ignore the wavy lines in his mind.

"Are you a machine that is too emotional? Shouldn't your brain always be rational? You were thrown into this place because you are too emotional, right?"

Mo Zhichun suddenly became suspicious of the system's words. With such an eccentric boss, life in the system should not be boring.

"Don't think I can't hear you mocking me. Even if the sky falls, my master will hold it up. I'm not afraid."

"Then why didn't your master come to rescue you?"

The owner who could create such an unconventional system might be a very friendly creature.

"The master certainly has more important things to do. I haven't seen him for many years. According to the words of your era, the master's dream is world peace. Woo woo woo~"

The TV retracted the antenna that was attached to Mo Zhichun's finger and turned off the screen.

"Then your master is a man with great ambitions, that's good. We will meet, there will always be a chance for you to meet again. So, why do you know me?"

Mo Zhichun didn't know whether to comfort the system or himself. We will meet again someday, so he said, "Long time no see."

"You were the one who asked me to go find you. I wanted to go by myself, but you know that being the boss means you have to do many things. The master said that it would be best for Gu Ye to help you, so I let Gu Ye go. No, it seems like it's you in the future, but also like you in the past?"

The white snow on the TV screen occasionally flashes green and red patterns, demonstrating the hard thinking of the system.

The crackling sound of electricity was heard along with Tongyiba's uncertain words.

"Okay, don't worry. I'll unlock the scene first, and then see if there are any new discoveries. I'll trouble you to bide your time here."

Mo Zhichun looked at Tongyiba, who himself couldn't figure it out, and stopped worrying about it. When the time is right, everything will have a result.

Mo Zhichun tried many methods, such as looking for key figures, loading progress bars, and unlocking new plots like playing an upgrade game. However, he could not meet the people in his dreams. There was a natural barrier between him and them, and he became a transparent soul again.

At first, Mo Zhichun tried to try his luck in front of those children. It would be considered a stroke of luck if he met a child with yin-yang eyes.

After unlocking the new scene, Mo Zhichun was floating around. The children playing on the street were not affected at all. However, a little child in a tattered Taoist robe in the distance ran straight towards Mo Zhichun, took out a handful of yellow talisman paper from his sleeve and sprinkled it on Mo Zhichun.

The talisman paper spontaneously combusted at a distance of Mo Zhichun's fist. The green light outlined a vague human figure. The children who were playing gathered around and chattered at the scene.

There was a chubby little boy who owned a tailor shop across the square. When he saw this scene, he ran into the house and without saying a word pulled out his father who was bargaining with a customer.

"Dad, is this a manifestation of divine power? Wasn't it the same with the Cross God last time? We couldn't see his appearance. You said it was because he had a high level of cultivation, so it was normal that we couldn't see him. This one is also unclear." The little fat brother analyzed it clearly.

"That's not right. The last time the Cross God appeared, he was surrounded by a red light. This one is green. I wonder which one is more powerful? I think the Cross God is not as powerful as this one. This light is very comfortable to look at."

Little Fatty looked at the green light eagerly and wanted to touch the dancing flames. They were not affected by the wind and there was no choking smoke. They were as powerful as the magic of the Cross God.

The pale-faced man grabbed the fat boy's hand that was reaching towards the fire, and pulled him back to the tailor shop.

Unexpectedly, the fat boy was not pulled away, but the man fell to the ground with a bang due to the reaction force.

"Cock~Cock~Cock~Cock~" A long crowing of a rooster was heard, the sky darkened, the sun set in the east, the children said goodbye and ran back to their homes, every household lit a kerosene lamp, the shadows cast by the fire were projected on the yellow windows, but not a single shadow was a human outline.

Mo Zhichun thought that the cycle was accelerating and new clues should appear on the second day, but the same scene happened again on the second day.

The new scene looped for four or five days before Mo Zhichun found the answer in the eyes of Little Fatty's father.

The moment the fat boy's hand stretched out towards the green flame, the man's black eyes turned blood red and a five-pointed star pattern flashed in his right eye.

After observing many times, Mo Zhichun waited until the cycle started again and touched the pattern with a touch of spiritual energy, and then he saw the world through the eyes of the man.

"My Lord God, my child is illiterate. I hope you can forgive his blasphemy against you. When he goes to school, I will make sure he practices your name every day and becomes your most devout believer."

A man in a green gown stood in a deserted place. He took off his coat and revealed himself to be wearing a modified version of modern short-sleeved shorts. He knelt down with his flesh-colored knees facing the ground and kowtowed to the mountains and rivers in the west where the sun was setting. The sound of "dong dong dong" was like a wooden stick hitting a drum, causing resonance in the distant mountains and rivers. When the echo reached the man, Mo Zhichun felt as if his heart was a wound-up clock and he dared not relax at all.

When blood began to drip from his forehead due to constant collision and friction and sank into the cracks of the mossy stone slabs, the ruddy-faced man finally stopped moving, pressed his forehead against the ground, and waited for a response.

The ground shook and the mountains in the distance gradually approached. The man lay on the ground with his head lowered, trembling all over.

Gulp, gulp. The sound of swallowing liquid gradually faded away. The man raised his intact forehead and sat down on the thorny ground, letting the tiny thorns climb up his ankles and bloom blood-red flowers.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Lord God. I will definitely teach my children well in the future. And that outsider with green light, are you really not going to care? Adults can still resist their curiosity, but..."

Some children could not bear it any longer, and the first to be affected was the beggar in the temple.

The man hadn't finished his words yet, and before he could even hold his ankle and wail, he knelt down again facing the western sun. The blood-red flowers spread to his calves, and were showing a tendency to grow upwards.

"My Lord, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been involved in this matter. You must have your own solution."