The end of the world starts from the global copy

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"Zhu Xiaoyun is crazy."

"She satisfied her curiosity, but the price was a bit heavy."

Gui Feng didn't elaborate on the following story - but the matter has come to this point, and everyone present can imagine Zhu Xiaoyun's ending.

If not miracles.

This girl should be buried in the mouth of ghosts.

After telling this story, Gui Feng folded his arms and stopped talking, and everyone turned their heads to look at the scholar again.

The scholar said: "The story is very interesting, but some of it repeats the story provided by Mr. Guifeng..."

Gui Feng nodded: "There are people coming and going in the old house, but the methods used by evil ghosts to kill people are basically just a few tricks. I have also told stories about mirror ghosts and vampires before."

"So your story isn't worth much."

"Just replace it with a ghost."

"make a deal."

While the ghostly spirit was floating, the scholar paid Guifeng a reward, and he was about to say something when Guifeng said suddenly.

"The ancient house is located at No. 444 Linjiang Road. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. Maybe you can find some interesting stories."

"After all, interesting stories are quite valuable with scholars."

No one ignored him.

So the scholar made a concluding remark.

"Thank you for participating in this night banquet, if you still have the heart to attend the next night banquet..."

"How to do it, I don't think I need to remind everyone."

"So……"

bang.

The door reopened, and the scholar raised his hand politely, indicating that everyone can leave.

Chapter 123 Goodbye Zhang Mingyuan

The scholar disappeared with a whoosh.

There are only six participants left to look at each other.

After a while, Gui Feng, the chef, and the painter stood up and walked straight to the door.

Seeing this, Lu Ming also got up and followed behind the three of them.

Walk out of the room and go to the elevator. As the elevator gets closer and closer, the thin mist on the body gradually disappears.

Lu Ming glanced at the painter out of the corner of his eye, intending to wait for the mist on the painter's body to disappear, and take a look at the painter's real body.

The merchant's ledger gave two side quests, and now Lu Ming has found clues for both.

Task [-] required Lu Ming to attend three night banquets, and he still had to work hard on this, but the artist's real body seemed to be right in front of him.

Until the painter, shrouded in mist, turned around.

"Are you curious about me?"

Lu Ming nodded: "A little bit. Or, I'm very curious about you old people."

"Ah."

The chef sneered.

"Curiosity killed the cat... Ghost Feng said that just now."

Lu Ming shrugged and did not respond.

But until the four "persons" stepped into the elevator, the mist on their bodies did not completely disappear. Lu Ming was wondering when the chef spoke again.

"The banquet is a secret gathering, and the scholar also likes repeat customers. He helps everyone hide their identities when they come in, and it doesn't make sense to ignore them when they go out."

After finishing speaking, the chef turned his head and glared at Lu Ming with his blood red eyes.

"Don't be curious, don't explore. Even if you are curious to explore, you can't find us, let alone track us."

After speaking, the chef took out the banquet invitation card and swiped it on the elevator sensor board.

With a "ding", the elevator automatically opened, and the door was filled with black mist.

The chef stepped out of the elevator, Lu Ming raised his hand towards the elevator entrance, but touched an invisible wall of air.

"Surveillance shouldn't work, right?"

When Lu Ming said this, the artist laughed.

"This works...well, it works on people..."

But I'm afraid it's useless against ghosts.

Guifeng took out the invitation card, swiped it on the sensor screen, the elevator door opened again, and Guifeng got off the elevator.

Only Lu Ming and the painter were left in the elevator.

After a while, the artist suddenly said, "Aren't you going?"

"Not going for now."

"why?"

"Because of this leave rule, Nighthawk and the police don't know, I want to stay and see who those two are."

After speaking, Lu Ming looked at the painter.

"You think so too?"

The painter nodded: "It was just now... But since you want to see it, then I won't."

With that said, he took out the invitation card and swiped his card, and the elevator stopped again.

The painter didn't leave in a hurry, he just turned his head and said to Lu Ming: "Scholars like the stories between ghosts and ghosts the most. The one-sided ghost stories like evil ghosts killing people can't get a good price from scholars."

"So, trying to find the participants of the banquet, and then make each other into a story, this is indeed the correct way to open the banquet."

"But you don't know whether the opponent hiding under the black mist is a human, a ghost, an evil spirit, or something more terrifying!"

"Your idea of ​​blocking the elevator entrance is not very good. The risk is too high. The method of ghost wind is very interesting."

"He took the initiative to reveal the address and "invited" everyone to visit his house... Hehehehe... But he is too confident, no, he is so confident!"

"A high-level evil spirit, at most, has a home court advantage, just because he wants to be the king of ghosts!?"

The painter snorted coldly.

"If there is fate, maybe we will meet again."

After speaking, he took the initiative to get off the elevator, leaving Lu Ming alone to think quietly.

Until the sound of "ding", the elevator stopped, and Lu Ming got off the elevator, and saw Hope Gao Yisheng and others.

……

Sitting in front of a certain parking space not far from the elevator, Gao Yisheng and Wang Tai were smoking cigarettes, while Lu Ming touched Hope's dog's head and spoke.

Soon he explained the nature of the banquet, as well as the people and events at the banquet.

"This is a storytelling session."

Gao Yisheng decided on the nature of the banquet, and the facts were as he said, the banquet was a storytelling session.

Everyone diverged their thinking and sorted out more in a short time.

"The dungeon's name is Night Banquet, and this name is definitely closely related to the world view."

"Maybe I can speculate like this: this night banquet organized by scholars is the reason for destroying this world."

"Scholars need ghost stories, and the participants of the night banquet keep leaving horror legends all over the world in order to get rewards from the scholars."

"This thing has a limit. Once the activity of evil spirits exceeds a certain limit, judging by the number of ghosts in this world, the possibility of destroying the world is quite high."

The source of everything comes down to the banquet and the scholar.

He needs real ghost stories, and the participants of the night banquet "create" real ghost stories. In this way, supernatural events occur frequently, bringing disaster to the world.

However, after Lu Ming finished speaking, the system did not respond for a long time, which made Lu Ming know that his speculation was wrong, or at least incomplete.

"The water in this dungeon is a bit deep."

Wang Tai muttered, Lu Ming also nodded.

"Guling City is considered a big city, but there are at least hundreds of cities the size of Guling City in the copy. The scholar mentioned before that this night banquet is just a night banquet in Guling City. But it is only in Guling City. , there are three ghost kings."

"Painter, ghost cook, night watchman."

"The ghost wind who wants to compete for the ghost king is a high-level evil spirit. He has a ghost house, and there are many younger brothers in the house-such a guy will even be crushed by the three ghost kings..."

Recall the intelligence of the world.

[This world must exist above evil spirits! 】

Now look at this sentence again.

The world is clearly shy...

Gao Yisheng was puzzled and said, "Judging from the strength shown by Yaya, there is no possibility of this Guling City now...Brother Ming, think about it, the three ghost kings, that ghost wind, that giant ghost in the amusement park, As far as the big guys we saw and heard, there are five of them. Let’s count according to the five high-level evil spirits, it seems that Gu Ling City can’t stop these guys from causing trouble, right?”

Lu Ming nodded in agreement, but he had a different opinion on the details.

"The same is true for people to divide good and evil ghosts."

"Don't talk about the distance, just talk about the ghost chef is a very interesting guy. He should be regarded as a ghost of the lawful camp."

"Now I think it's only natural that Guling City can maintain the peace on the surface."

Ghost wind, painter, chef.

The three "old men" at the banquet were all high-level evil spirits or even above evil spirits.

But with a simple analysis, Lu Ming could see the difference between the three ghosts.

"Ghost winds fight for power and kill without batting an eye——Evil ghosts."

"The painter seems to be ordinary but has a lot of scheming—good and evil are unknown."

"The chef is vicious on the surface but actually kind - a good ghost."

There is a check and balance between ghosts and ghosts.

This may be the reason why this dungeon world is not finished yet.

While thinking, the elevator stopped with a "ding".

Lu Ming and the others turned their heads to look, only to see two people walking out of the elevator one after the other.

There was a flash of light in Lu Ming's eyes, he walked straight forward and said calmly, "We meet again, policeman."

Zhang Mingyuan immediately returned an embarrassed but polite smile.

……

The newcomer code-named policeman at the banquet was undoubtedly Zhang Mingyuan.

He didn't seem to expect that he would meet his savior at the banquet.

After a brief greeting, Lu Ming turned to look at the other person.

Tall, thin, and polite, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a neat suit—only the slightly disheveled hair can prove that this person is a little nervous.

Meeting Lu Ming's gaze, the man forced a smile, and then quickly walked towards the exit.

"Is that Nighthawk?"

Zhang Mingyuan hummed.

"What identity?"

Zhang Mingyuan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Ten outstanding young people in Guling City, Che Jianchun."