Chapter 165 Girl, it’s time to place your bet

Author: Shui Qianche

Chapter 165 Girl, it’s time to place your bet

[Both true and false]: Everything you see, know, and hear can be transformed into reality.

Mi August has not fully discovered the specific upper and lower limits of this magical skill. But for now, if she wants to disguise herself as someone, the more information she knows about the other person, the more realistic the transformation will be. This

True, it even includes the spell abilities possessed by the opponent.

In terms of magical skills, it can work well with Xinyu's Heart-Resolving Lock, but it just collides with one of the abilities of the Book of Good and Evil.

If you simply want to use someone's spell, you can do it with the Book of Good and Evil after mastering the other person's information. As long as you have enough spiritual crystals, it will also be convenient for Mi August as a mortal spiritual practitioner.

Calculated in this way, the role of this new believer's magical skill seems to be average. However, Mi August believes that there is no real useless ability. It just depends on how you use it. Maybe you will just need it at some point in the future. It is better to have it.

There is no need to be strong.

If nothing else, his ability to transform into reality and illusion is really good.

Mi August knows that after transforming into a Yin God, she will have a powerful power of rules, making it impossible for people who see her to truly remember everything about her.

So far, the power of this rule has not failed in front of anyone except Mi Feixue. It is obvious that after she wears the night game, she dresses exactly the same as when she is a mortal, whether it is Yu Hu, Zuo Si, Pei Rongrong, etc.

No one can discover or remember the image of the Yin God.

Even so, Mi August did not let down her guard. Yin Shen's identity was her biggest trump card, and it was best not to expose it to the outside world.

Even if I have been in the Mortal Continent before, now I am in Lingzhou, who knows if there will be an unexpected existence that can peek into the gods?

Back on the spirit ship, she asked the Book of Good and Evil - when the rules of the underworld conflict with the rules of ghost stories, are they higher than the rules of ghost stories?

The answer from the Book of Good and Evil: Yes, except when the divine power is insufficient.

She understood then that God's supreme rules did not mean everything was worry-free.

Be careful and you won't make a big mistake.

It didn't matter if you didn't have the relevant covering ability before, but now that you have it, of course you have to put on a layer of concealment.

From the appearance, there was no resemblance to the original one, so Mi August headed to Waizhuang. She didn't need to see it with the naked eye on the way, and the strange things were nowhere to be seen in her senses, which made it easier for her to choose a path.

Although the ability of the Yin Shen to sense strange things brings a lot of mental pressure to people, it is not without its benefits.

Waizhuang.

The old concierge whom I had just seen in the afternoon was climbing the ladder to light the lantern.

The lit lantern swayed.

In Mi August's sight, there was nothing unusual about the foreign village during the day. At this time, the whole village was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

It is true that guaitan is causing chaos, but it is no longer that guaitan is causing chaos in Zhuangzi, but Zhuangzi himself is guaitan.

It’s no wonder that more than two digits of new disciples have fallen here. This ghost boy has exceeded the range that the soul boy can deal with.

Do you want to take action?

The answer didn't take long to figure out.

You've come here, so of course you have to grab the materials while no one is paying attention to make this trip worthwhile.

Just when Mi August was about to enter the foreign village, she sensed a familiar scent.

She focused her consciousness on this familiar existence, and the picture unfolded before her eyes.

The dummy Master Qiu just walked out of Yinhuan Mansion.

"It takes ten years to sharpen a sword. This breakthrough of Yin Qianshang is probably a sign. It would be a big loss if I have to give a gift every time I make a breakthrough in the future."

"Why don't we wait until the two sons of Tongtian break through to spread the word and let Yinhuan Mansion return the favor?"

"That's a good idea."

The dummy Qiu Shi said to himself.

There were far fewer people in the mountain city at night than during the day, and I was not surprised when I saw Master Qiu, who was obviously not a real person.

"So the two little guys went on an outing mission and then fell into it? I have nothing to do, so I went to take a look."

The dummy Master Qiu rushed towards the outer village.

After Mi August watched this scene, he silently calculated the time for Master Qiu's arrival, narrowed his eyes slightly, and put his original plan on hold.

It's just that the plan to grab new materials was ruined, so this trip can't be in vain.

With Master Qiu personally present, there is no need to worry about this strange thing that is beyond the range of the outer disciples.

Mi August took off the night game immediately and returned to her normal body. She appeared and walked to the gate of the foreign village.

"I've seen a fairy!" The old servant of the porter saluted immediately when he saw her. Seeing Mi August opening the door to enter the manor, the old servant was surprised and said: "Fairy, there is something strange in this manor. None of the fairies who entered before you came out."

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"I know." Mi August smiled, then opened the door and walked in under the complicated gaze of the old servant who hesitated to speak.

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The heat wave hits, accompanied by the humidity of human voices.

The house was brightly lit, with rows of lanterns hanging above, swaying gently in the wind. From the large open door in front, one could see people moving inside, and those noises also came from there.

"Junior sister, junior sister."

Mi August turned around and looked.

A woman's head was placed on the stone pier, and a flower was blooming on top of her head. The flowers and plants were dense. If it weren't for the sound of the woman's head, people who came in would not have noticed for a while that the flower pot was not a regular flower pot, but a

A head that can talk and see people as if they are alive.

When she met Mi August's eyes, the woman smiled and said, "Junior sister, junior sister, let's make a bet. I'll bet my head on your body to guess whether the flowers on my head will bloom in odd or even numbers."

Mi August looked at her face for two seconds.

The female head smiled even more crazily, her bloodshot eyes filled with greed and pain.

Then Mi August looked back and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your head."

The female head's smile froze.

She opened her eyes wide, as if in disbelief.

Mi August has already moved forward.

"No! How could you not bet? How could you...don't leave! Don't leave, give your body to me, give it to me!"

Mi August looked back and saw that the flowerpot girl could not move away from the stone pier no matter how she screamed crazily.

"Bet with me, bet with me!" she screamed at Mi August, like a severe gambling addict.

When Mi August walked into the open door and saw what was going on inside, he realized that it was not just the Flower Pot Girl who was addicted to gambling, but everyone inside.

There were several gambling tables placed in the room, and the new disciples who might or might not be familiar to Mi August stood or sat around the gambling tables.

Some of them looked crazy, some looked in pain, some were dazed, and they were making big bets mechanically.

A table playing with a sieve cup.

"The bet is placed, the bet is placed!"

The dealer shouted.

"Minimum bet one leg!"

Piercing screams came from the mouths of the disciples around the gaming table.

The bloody legs were placed on the table.

The blood blended into the gambling table without staining the tabletop, and was sucked clean by the table.

"Girl, it's time for you to place your bet."

The croupier caught Mi August's gaze, a smile appeared on his face as pale as a dead man, and he said slowly to her.
Chapter completed!