Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Fu Sheng was confused, "What do you mean Yan Su is not the current Yan Su?"

"It's just that his aura is not like the current Yan Su." Qiqi tried to recall, "The Yan Su in my memory was more powerful and fierce, and his face seemed more mature than now."

Fu Sheng frowned, "Apart from this, is there anything else? Did you do anything, or have a conversation?"

"No, just some fragments that flashed by very quickly." Qiqi suddenly remembered something, "Ah... There was a scene where Yan Su was lying in a silver space, with his eyes closed, and his chest was covered in blood..."

"In the silver space..." Fu Sheng looked strange, "Isn't that a coffin? What you saw was the scene when Yan Su died in the previous life."

"Huh?" Qiqi's voice was full of surprise.

"How did you see the scene of Yan Su's death in the previous life?" Fu Sheng asked.

The reason why she knew this was because during the Tianyan Sect entrance examination, she and Yan Su had a nightmare together, so she saw the scene when Yan Su died.

But at that time, Qiqi left to investigate Lan Huaixi's affairs and was not with her at all, so Qiqi did not see that scene.

How could he know what Yan Su looked like when he died?

"Could it be that when you were writing the ending of Yan Su, you thought about the scene of his death at the end, and this scene was imprinted in your mind." Fu Sheng guessed, "So even though you didn't write it, because you are the author and you have this writing intention, the world in the book also evolved automatically?"

If this is the case, then it would explain why Qiqi's novel did not end like this, but Yan Su committed suicide in the end.

"How is that possible?!" Qiqi retorted loudly, "How could I possibly think of Yan Su committing suicide? I only want him to become a god, so I wouldn't think of him committing suicide! I simply can't have that thought!"

"Then why did you see it?" Fu Sheng was also puzzled, "And Yan Yun, is the Yan Yun you saw the current Yan Yun?"

"Yanyun can't tell..." Qiqi herself was a little confused, "My perspective is a little weird."

'eccentric?'

"Well, I can't describe it. Anyway, some of the pictures that appeared were from a normal perspective, but sometimes, the perspective was very strange, and it didn't feel like a human perspective..."

"It's not a human perspective..." Qiqi said unclearly, and Fusheng was also confused. She said: "When did you have these memories?"

"That's right, it started from when I saw that chessboard." Qiqi said, "That chessboard feels so familiar to me..."

When she said this, Qiqi's breathing became heavy again, and she seemed to be in some pain, "...My head hurts."

"Don't think about it, don't think about it." Fu Sheng said quickly, "If you can't remember it, forget it."

Fu Sheng originally wanted to ask Qiqi about the chessboard, but now seeing Qiqi like this, he gave up the idea and asked something else: "Qiqi, how did you know I could draw spirits before you pulled me into the book?"

Qiqi once said that the main reason why it chose her was that she really liked the character Yan Su created by him, and another reason was that she could draw spirits.

When she said this, Fu Sheng didn't pay much attention to this point. Now she suddenly remembered, how did Qiqi know that she could draw spirits?

When she first entered the book, Fu Sheng did not take this to heart, because she thought at the time that Qiqi was a system, and the system naturally knew everything.

But Qiqi is clearly a human being, and she is also the author of the book "Becoming a God" in real life, so all ideas must be overturned and repeated.

The Painting Spirit Clan is extremely reclusive in modern times, and she has never displayed her Painting Spirit abilities in public. How could Qiqi know?

He placed all his hopes on her. It was obvious that he had known her abilities in advance and that was why he brought her in. Otherwise, no matter how much she loved Yan Su, Qiqi would never have bet everything on a reader who only had feelings but no abilities.

After hearing Fu Sheng's question, Qiqi suddenly fell silent. Her mind was surprisingly quiet. It took a long time before Qiqi could speak.

And his voice was even more confused than his own, 'Yeah... How did I know you could draw spirits?'

'...'

Fu Sheng couldn't believe it, 'You don't know how you knew it?'

"Yes..." Qiqi murmured, "Why would I know?"

The fact that Fu Sheng could draw spirits seemed to have always existed in his cognition. Before he pulled her into this world, he already took it for granted that she could draw spirits.

It was not until Fu Sheng asked him now that he finally realized something was wrong.

Fu Sheng's expression was a little tense.

She originally had a lot of questions that she wanted to ask Qiqi.

Now, after asking, I have more questions.

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Qiqi asked.

"Because I think that chessboard was deliberately used by the man in white robe to deal with me." Fu Sheng said, "He knows my ability to draw spirits."

"It's normal for him to know, right? Didn't you show your painting spirit in the Thousand Machines Tower?" Qiqi asked.

"That's not what I meant..." Fu Sheng was a little confused, "Forget it, you should take a rest first, we'll talk about it later."

'……Um.'

After chatting with Qiqi, Fu Sheng felt confused and sighed heavily.

"What's wrong?" Yan Su's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Fu Sheng froze, opened his eyes, and found Yan Su looking at him with deep eyes.

Just now, she was so engrossed in her conversation with Qiqi that she forgot she was sitting with Yan Su, and she didn't manage her expression. She didn't know how long Yan Su had been looking at her, and whether he had noticed anything.

"I'm thinking about something." Fu Sheng observed Yan Su's expression, but his expression was indifferent and Fu Sheng couldn't tell anything.

"What's the matter?" Yan Su asked.

Fu Sheng wanted to say it was nothing, but when the words came to his lips, he turned around and said, "When you were controlled to attack me, in order to control you, I used the highest secret method of the painting spirit on you, drawing words with blood, trying to freeze you."

"Yeah." Yan Su nodded, "but it was blocked by an object that suddenly appeared."

Fu Sheng said, "That's a chessboard."

Yan Su was behind the chessboard at the time and could only see the back of it. In addition, there was light surrounding the chessboard, so it was blurry. But Fu Sheng was facing it head on, so he could see clearly that it was the chessboard.

"Are you worried about the chessboard?" Yan Su asked.

"Yes." Fu Sheng felt that chatting with Yan Su was so easy. "I think the man in white robes seems to know my abilities very well. He deliberately modified the chessboard this time to deal with my painting spirit."

After hearing Fu Sheng's words, Yan Su frowned slightly and asked, "Are you surprised that he could find a way to deal with your painting spirit?"

"Yeah!!!"

Fu Sheng nodded his head excitedly. He was clearly asking a question, but he felt that Yan Su was just saying the same thing as him. "That's what I meant!!"