Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries

Are you afraid?” Gu Xizhou raised an eyebrow and closed the door behind him, clearing his throat.
He felt just like he had caught someone’s small tail, and he raised his jaw slightly, a little proud.

 

 

“As long as you tell me how you summoned me, why you summoned me, and why you still exist when you should have died, I will …”

  

Boom!

 

The bedroom door was pushed vigorously and hit the wall directly.
Gu Xizhou: “…”

  

“Don’t think that because you lose your temper, I’ll stay.
If you don’t make things clear, hehe, then goodbye sir, I will resign and leave in minutes.
No one will ever see you again, you will stay here for a lifetime, and you can wait to see if I bother to come back to see you!” Gu Xizhou’s lips curved slightly. 

 

Gu Xizhou guessed that Gu Ji Ji must have entered the bedroom to get the pen.
He followed him in, and that pen was really struggling to write–

  

Gu Ji Ji: I thought you wouldn’t come back? Why, you couldn’t bear leaving my house, and want to continue living here? 

 

Gu Xizhou: “…” How gutsy. 

  

Gu Ji Ji: Useless demonic cultivator, remember the time now.

 

Gu Xizhou saw these few words and froze for a moment.
He unconsciously took out his phone, and saw that it was 7:14 in the morning.
“What about it?”

  

…

 

 

Gu Ji Ji: Useless demonic cultivator, look at the time again.

  

Gu Xizhou waited for a long time, but Gu Ji Ji didn’t speak, simply asking him to check the time again.
When Gu Xizhou looked down at the phone again, he was stunned. 

 

The time now was 7:44 in the morning.

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What’s the matter, his time was half an hour shorter? Gu Ji Ji was messing around?

 

While Gu Xizhou was thinking of this, he subconsciously looked down at the string of red numbers, his life countdown, in the void.
Time had passed half an hour just like his cell phone.
Gu Ji Ji might be capable of messing with his phone to falsely switch the time, but Gu Xizhou believed that Gu Ji Ji didn’t have the ability to fake the numbers of his life countdown. 

  

Gu Ji Ji: Do you understand?

 

Gu Xizhou: “Understand what?”

  

Gu Ji Ji: Idiot demonic cultivator.

 

Gu Xizhou: “…”

  

Gu Chee: Useless demonic cultivator.

 

 

Gu Xizhou: “… If you scold me again, I will lose my temper!”

  

Gu Xizhou felt that Gu Ji Ji this ghost was too strange, scolding him over nothing.
Right when the irritated demonic cultivator wanted to directly scold Gu Ji Ji, his cell phone suddenly rang.
When he picked it up, he heard a clean voice say lightly: “Bring Fang Zhi and come find me, prepare for the next world.”

 

Gu Xizhou glanced at the time.
Fang Zhi ’s life countdown was approaching.  and Gu Xizhou was helpless: “Forget it, I won’t be arguing with you today, trash Gu Ji Ji, you husky.”

  

Gu Xizhou, while packing up his rubbish-like home, called Fang Zhi: “Fang Zhi, rest well, I will come and pick you up soon to find Si Yu and enter the mission world.”

 

 “Okay, Gu Ge,” Fang Zhi said.

  

…

 

Gu Xizhou drove up to the place designated by Si Yu.

  

In the suburban tyrant villa area, it was a villa worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

 

When Gu Xizhou and Fang Zhi arrived, Si Yu was wearing a set of white sportswear at home, eating leisurely, playing light music, randomly flipping through the newspapers in his hand, Upon seeing the two of them, he casually nodded at them. 

  

“Bring the computer over,” Si Yu said lightly, pointing to the computer next to him.

 

 

Fang Zhi took back his judgmental gaze that he was directing at Si Yu’s mansion and hurriedly went over to bring the two laptops over to put on the long table in front of them. 

  

“Open the first forum in the browser’s favorites, the password to enter it is ******.
Take a look at the content on it.” Si Yu picked up the milk on the side and said nonchalantly.
“This forum was created by people who participated in the mission world, relying on word of mouth in the mission world.
The content inside is enough for the two novices to accumulate experience in a short time and understand the mission world.”

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Gu Xizhou and Fang Zhi heard this and thanked Si Yu.
They entered the forum homepage and saw many excellent posts on the homepage.

  

In a world with more newcomers, the world would have more restrictions on death conditions, and in a world with fewer newcomers, the death conditions were more extensive.
Most of the worlds with many newcomers would rely on logic, but some worlds would have no logic at all.
Compared to the previous worlds they had been in, where the wooden door would appear after they settled the monster, the next few worlds would be an even bigger threat on their life. 

 

In the forum, there were many experienced people looking for newcomers, mainly to increase their life time through the rewards of those simpler worlds, like mosquitoes attacking a piece of meat.

  

So there were quite a lot of people who carried newcomers.
Of course, they would ask for payment for it.
Gu Xizhou looked at it for a while and roughly understood the situation.

 

Then, Gu Xizhou looked at Si Yu and asked: “You’re not charging, right?”

  

Si Yu glanced at him and pointed to a luxurious villa as gorgeous as a palace.
His meaning was obvious–such a poor man like you, do you have the money for it?

 

Gu Xizhou: “…”

  

Waiting for the countdown was actually quite painful.
Gu Xizhou could vaguely feel that Fang Zhi was a little nervous.
He patted Fang Zhi’s shoulder and comforted: “Don’t be nervous.
Anyway, everyone is together, so don’t be afraid.”

 

 

“En…” Fang Zhi murmured in agreement, wuwuwu, but he was still very nervous.

  

Gu Xizhou looked at Fang Zhi like this, and sighed.
Still, the poor little policeman wasn’t as unlucky as he was.
His transmigration this time could be said to be a complete failure! Even though he was quite miserable at the beginning last time as well, this time …

 

Imagine that a person could clearly know his time of death.
Anyone would be nervous, right?

  

The three sat on the sofa and waited for a moment.
Gu Xizhou glanced at the time and estimated that Fang Zhi ’s countdown was coming to an end.
He said: “That … let’s hold hands first.”

 

“Okay.”

  

Soon, the countdown ended, and after a familiar trance, Gu Xizhou seemed to have caught something in his head, which felt a lot like … when Gu Ji Ji told him to watch the time, that … feeling.

 

Gu Xizhou was startled.

  

He lost half an hour, but it might not be lost time, instead it was him losing his memory of that half hour!!!

 

Gu Ji Ji might have said something!

  

But he forgot!

 

 

That’s why Gu Ji Ji asked him, if he understood!

soya: Gu Xizhou, secretly in his heart: Si Dage, can you keep me???