Looking at Shan Qingyi's leaving figure, Wei Junjie wanted to ask, "Are you Jiang Bai?" Why is this person so stupid? Shan Qingyi quickly disappeared into the gray mist, leaving only Wei Junjie outside the ice mist, guarding the faint golden light. When Wei Junjie saw no one around him, his eyes rolled around in circles. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took out a stack of paper. Shan Qingyi is right, entering the burial ground is a dead end in itself, there is death but no life. Shan Qingyi was targeted by the painter and planned for many years just for this moment. Therefore, in order to break the situation, Shan Qingyi could not sit still and wait for death, but had to do something. Go ahead to dangers. This is Shan Qingyi's choice. Although Wei Junjie was implicated, it seemed like an innocent disaster.
But Wei Junjie knew in his heart that his appearance at the burial place was not an accident in the first place. If he wants to advance to the extraordinary level, he must find an isolated place. Otherwise, once the sequence ability he masters is exposed, he will easily become the public enemy of the world. At the same time, Wei Junjie was involved in this incident and was sent something by order of the First Ksitigarbha. Wei Junjie had already found an opportunity to send the stuff away, and he had paid a lot of money, and there were even some twists and turns during the process. Originally, Wei Junjie thought he had messed up the matter, but looking back now, he finally got it done. Enter the burial ground, advance to the extraordinary level, and complete the mission of the first Ksitigarbha... Wei Junjie is satisfied at this point. The only thing left is to find a way to escape, grow up under the protection of the first Ksitigarbha, and sublimate three times as soon as possible... But now, the situation is complicated and confusing, and Wei Junjie is deeply involved in it, not knowing where to go. Even if he escaped, he didn't know where to escape. Besides, after escaping from the burial ground, there was nothing more than the next disaster waiting for him. The sky is so big and the earth is so big, where can I escape to? Don’t you want any more homes? After making up his mind, Wei Junjie cut himself a paper house. The cardboard house was square and only one meter high, not much bigger than a dog house. He had to squat down and bend down to squeeze in. This was Wei Junjie's limit. After entering the paper house, Wei Junjie took out three more paper signs, looked solemn, and said to himself, "I'll give it a try. As long as it's not the worst case scenario, there's no need to think too much..." "Yes, don't think too much, stay here, wait for Jiang Bai to come back, and leave together, then you're done." Wei Junjie's words were very pale, and even he couldn't convince himself. At this moment, he placed all his hopes on the paper sign in his hand.
Putting the paper sign into the paper tube, Wei Junjie began to shake the paper tube, and a turtle shell slowly emerged beside him. Along with Wei Junjie's rhythmic shaking, the turtle shell made a crackling sound as if it was being roasted by fire. Following a crisp sound, a piece of paper flew out. Written in blood-like red on the paper: [Great evil] Wei Junjie's eyes were closed tightly at this moment, he was mumbling something, and his expression was extremely solemn. Although he did not see the content on the paper, sweat was already breaking out on his forehead. Boom—— There was a second crisp sound, and another paper sign flew out. Bad luck! Wei Junjie was sweating profusely, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his hand shaking the paper tube was uncontrollable! He gritted his teeth and continued on. boom-- This time, instead of a crisp sound, the turtle shell phantom exploded directly, and the paper tube in Wei Junjie's hand and the paper house he was in were also blown to pieces! Wei Junjie opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes widened with fear, looking for this thing among the confetti flying in the sky. Finally, he found the third paper sign. Under the control of fear, Wei Junjie read out those two words uncontrollably, "Big... fierce..." His hair exploded and his hair stood on end. Wei Junjie never expected that the situation would be so serious! The divination of three paper lots corresponds to the heaven, earth and people respectively. Three times of great misfortune means: "Natural disasters, earth changes, man-made disasters!" "It's over, it's all over." "This time the world is really going to be destroyed." Wei Junjie raised his blood-red eyes and looked into the depths of the gray mist. Under extreme fear, he still maintained his instinct of knowing current affairs. "There have been no natural disasters since Emperor Kongtian was born. Everyone knows one thing. If a natural disaster appears again, it means that this natural disaster was caused by Emperor Kongtian!" "The Earth Change... This scope is too wide. There are Ksitigarbhas missing in the west, Earth Changes in the Protectorate Palace, Ksitigarbhas missing at the Qinhan Pass, and even this burial place is an Earth-related burial place. The Earth Changes have been anticipated for a long time." "Man-made disasters, divine generals will have problems, Biden? It shouldn't be. Biden was favored by the human king back then and had the appearance of the emperor of heaven. He did not choose to become the emperor of heaven, but became the twelfth divine general. How could it be possible? Something's going wrong soon?" Wei Junjie felt that one was bigger than the other. The more he understood the current affairs, the more he found that the situation was irreversible. "It's a damn fate. If I had known it, it wouldn't have been counted!" Wei Junjie kicked away the pile of paper scraps on the ground as if to vent his anger, but there was nowhere to vent the anger and anxiety in his heart. "Something must be done..."
If natural disasters, land changes, and man-made disasters occur at the same time, the original fragile world system will collapse in an instant, the illusion of peace will be exposed, and the most cruel and real world will be exposed in front of everyone. Wei Junjie gritted his teeth, took back all the scraps of paper on the ground, took out another stack of paper, and quickly cut out a paper man. "Hopefully it's not too late." Wei Junjie bit off his index finger, roughly drew the facial features on the paper man, then stuffed scraps of paper into the body of the paper man, and finally used a shelf to place the paper man outside the ice mist. After doing all this, Wei Junjie looked into the ice mist and shouted, "Brother Jiang! There is an old Chinese saying that people have three urgent needs..." Since he is leaving, he cannot be a hands-off shopkeeper like Shan Qingyi. The most important thing is to make it clear to Jiang Bai. Jiang Bai is already unreasonable enough, and Wei Junjie cannot give Jiang Bai a chance to make excuses! "Brother Jiang, Wei will come back as soon as he leaves. This paper man will stay here to guard you. It can intimidate the younger generation." The paper figures cut out by Wei Junjie are like scarecrows in a wheat field, emphasizing a bluff. Before leaving, Wei Junjie was still worried and told Bingwu, "Brother Jiang, if something happens to Wei, you must put this paper man away for Wei!" Deep in the ice mist, a lazy voice came, "knew." Wei Junjie was overjoyed when he heard this and bowed to Bingwu, then turned around and ran towards the depths of the gray fog. No matter what the reason, no matter what the purpose, all the beings on the periphery of the burial ground are converging towards the most dangerous place of the burial ground. For a moment, the wind and clouds surged, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. In the deepest part of the burial ground, there was darkness, like a half-dead silence. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps. ... (To clarify, this single heroine refers to the heroine named Shan, not the single heroine.)