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"So instead of actively looking for it, we should lure it out."
"Lure it out?" the performer questioned, "It's called a fairy corpse, so it must be a corpse. How can you lure a corpse and make it move?"
"Haven't you heard of corpses resurrecting?" Jiang Lu asked back, "A normal corpse can resurrect if it has resentment. This immortal corpse has been sealed for so long that who knows how much resentment it has accumulated. Isn't it normal for a corpse to resurrect?"
"No, no, no, these are two different things. Pretending to be dead is a superstition. How can you take it as a basis?" the performer argued.
"It's so funny. The spirit realm has appeared, and you're still thinking about superstition?"
Jiang Lu shook his head.
He knew that the resurrection of the dead was real. As long as the soul did not enter the underworld for reincarnation after death, but remained in the corpse because of some obsession, then it was possible to "come back to life" under certain circumstances.
In addition, the current mission is to escort the immortal corpse to a designated place. If the corpse itself has nothing special and is just a corpse with nothing left, then Jiang Lu believes that such behavior is completely meaningless.
And according to the legend told by the sickle, the mountain god of Chishan was not killed and then sealed, but was locked into the mountain while still alive.
However, sealing is not a one-size-fits-all approach. There are extremely detailed divisions and distinctions according to the various situations of the sealed targets.
If it is the same kind of seal, then the situations of the immortal corpse and the Red Mountain God must be very similar.
So he felt that there was a high probability that some kind of will was retained in the immortal corpse, at least it was still alive when it was sealed.
"So how are you going to lure it out?"
Scythe asked.
He was willing to believe Jiang Lu and give it a try.
After all, he himself mentioned the legend and directly matched the legendary seal to the current situation.
In other words, he was the first to be superstitious. So if he did not support Jiang Lu, who was also superstitious, wouldn't that be slapping himself in the face?
"Okay, let's give it a try." The performer also gave up.
Since there is no other way, I can only risk my life and give it a try.
However, he thought that Jiang Lu's method might be a bit ridiculous, and he was mentally prepared for it. But when Jiang Lu really told him his method, he was still surprised.
"The rule is this: take the center of the plain as the base, treat the entire plain as a square, find the corners of the square on the four edges of the plain, then face down the mountain, and never look back.
When the game starts, the person in one corner walks to the other corner, gently taps the shoulder of the person in front, and stays in that corner.
Then, the person being photographed walks to another corner in the same way. Everyone walks in the same direction, either clockwise or counterclockwise, and then pats the shoulder of the third person. When they reach a corner where no one is, they cough and continue to the next corner, and so on, until they take a picture of everyone. "
"You actually want to play a psychic game in broad daylight?!"
Jiang Lu thought about it and snapped his fingers: "Then let's wait until night to play!"
Chapter 280 Four Corners Game
"This is a matter of day and night. The problem is that it is an immortal corpse. Will the immortal corpse come out obediently just because you play such a trick?"
The performers were speechless.
In his opinion, Jiang Lu simply did not have the right mindset.
This is a question that concerns whether they can return safely. Why can he still face the problem with such a playful attitude?
But Jiang Lu has his own considerations.
He believed that as long as the immortal corpse was like the Red Mountain God and still had a soul when it was sealed, it would definitely appear.
He had played the psychic game the Four Corners Game too many times, and relying on the aura of the Lord of the Underworld, he had never failed.
If he didn't even have this little trapping technique, how could he have had the chance to encounter so many female ghosts before becoming an exorcist?
What the performer thought was a sudden inspiration was actually the result of Jiang Lu’s thousands of practice!
Facing the performer's doubts, Jiang Lu was unwilling to explain further, but just said calmly: "Either you give me a method that you think is useful, or if you have no other ideas, then listen to me."
"What's your attitude?" The performer couldn't stand it.
As a veteran among exorcists, when has he ever been pointed at and said this by a newcomer?
Wouldn't they have to follow me around and try to please me?
And whether in terms of qualifications, experience or ability, Jiang Lu is far behind him.
It is a bit crazy to say that it is difficult to achieve in this lifetime, but at least in the short term, Jiang Lu will not be able to catch up with him.
Even though we are all in the same situation now, we will all have to go back one day, right?
Why does he talk to me in this way?
Jiang Lu was just discussing the matter at first, but now he was inexplicably angry when he heard the performer say that: "No, we are here to solve the problem. What do you mean by asking me about my attitude? Are you still using the workplace tricks at this time?"
Seeing the atmosphere suddenly become tense, Scythe felt a headache.
"Say less."
Scythe grabbed Jiang Lu and said to the performer:
"Now is not the time to argue about these things. Anyway, there is no other good way now, so let's try it according to what Jiang Bao said."
Although Scythe had no choice but to act as a peacemaker, he was actually very curious about why Jiang Lu was so confident.
After all, in the public's perception, psychic games are nothing more than a kind of psychological suggestion, not even superstition.
It was just that he had more trust in Jiang Lu because of his performance in the previous times, so he did not completely deny it like the performer did, and still had some expectations.
But this made the performer feel angry. It would have been fine if the sickle didn't speak, but once it spoke, it seemed like he was blaming him for not knowing the important points.
He couldn't stand this, so he immediately said, "Okay, since you said so, let's do this. I'll cooperate with you in whatever you ask me to do, but if it fails, you must make him apologize. He's so young, but he's so arrogant! What a joke!"
"This..." Sickle looked embarrassed. He really didn't expect the performer to be so serious.
In fact, he could understand that as a guild celebrity, the performer could only point his finger at a few people and curse them, so of course the performer would feel a sense of disappointment.
People are like this. The more they care about something, the more they fear losing it. After losing it, no matter what happens, they will secretly suspect that others are taking advantage of their misfortune.
He just couldn't understand. After all, the performer was over level 60 and an experienced exorcist. He should know what matters most. Why was he still obsessed with this at this time?
Jiang Lu shrugged and did not respond.
He understood that no matter how nice his words were, nothing could change other people's views of him except actual results.
Just like the sickle, didn’t he think he was just an ordinary person with connections at the beginning?
In the past, how could anyone speak up for me like this?
Aren’t all of them won through real ability?
So if you want the performer to shut up, you have to use actual action to smash his face!
But apart from that, he didn't want to make things too ugly. After all, the team wouldn't disband just after finding the immortal corpse. They would need to get along for a long time, and he didn't want to have someone in the team who was hostile to him.
The three of them had their own thoughts, but they finally managed to stabilize temporarily.
After calming down, they sat down on the ground, recovering their strength while quietly waiting for the night to fall.
Jiang Lu and the performer were sitting at a distance from each other, which made Sickle, who was sandwiched in the middle, feel very embarrassed. It seemed that no matter which side he sat close to, he was not quite right. In the end, he had to find a place to sit that was equally close to both sides. The three of them formed an equilateral triangle.
Time passes slowly.
Except for the moving seal on the side of the upside-down temple, no other changes can be seen. The world seems to be a static painting, covering and freezing everything...
Finally, the sunlight disappeared into the clouds and the sky gradually darkened.
Tonight, there is no bright moon, let alone starlight. It is as if the sky has been splashed with ink. Apart from the deep darkness, there is no other color.
Even the vision of the three people who were resting on the plain was greatly obstructed.
Although it's not so dark that you can't see your hand in front of you, places that are farther away are also blurry.
"Damn it, if only the skill was still there," the performer muttered.
"This has never happened before we reached the top of the mountain." Scythe became alert.
When he was climbing the mountain before, his vision was not so restricted even at the darkest time of the night. This made him inevitably associate this situation with the seal and the immortal corpse.
But Jiang Lu seemed very excited.
"That's right, that's right. The Four Corners game is only fun when you play it in pitch darkness!"
"But the general four-corner game is only played in a closed room, and the venue is not very large. Now we are in a venue that is a hundred feet square. It is really too big. If someone has an accident, it will be difficult for others to help in the first time in this environment."
Scythe said cautiously: "To be on the safe side, let's try another method. I don't think it's safe."
Hearing this, even if the performer wanted Jiang Lu to realize his naivety, he had to be prepared for the worst. His reason and the ethics of an exorcist would not allow him to take unnecessary risks just to save his temper.
So after struggling for a long time, he finally sighed: "Forget it, given the current situation, I might even fall off the mountain if I'm not careful, so let's not play the four-corner game."
But Jiang Lu didn't agree!
What does this behavior belong to? A cowardly lizard!
"Haha, you coward." He whistled.
The performer was startled and shouted angrily: "What did you say?!"
"As an exorcist, you surrender before fighting. I am ashamed of you." Jiang Lu shook his head in disappointment.
"The sickle and I are both experienced fighters. I was afraid that you would die here, so I agreed with the sickle's idea for your sake. And you are biting back?" The performer, who was being controlled by Jiang Lu, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, come on. Whoever is a coward today will be a bastard!"
"Oh no..." Scythe pursed his lips, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his eyes: "This has nothing to do with surrendering before fighting. Don't be impulsive because of a momentary anger."
"It doesn't matter. You are my leader. It doesn't matter if you surrender before fighting. Let's all go, buddy." Jiang Lu pounded his chest towards the sickle and then gave a thumbs up.
This made the performer even more angry: "Are you using double standards in front of me?"
"Would it make you feel better if I apologized?"
"I can't stand it anymore! Do it!"
Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the four-corner game had to be played today no matter what, and Scythe could only settle for the second best. He kept reminding the two of them to be extremely careful, and then silently began to pray in his heart that nothing would go wrong.
Just like that, the angry performer, the worried sickle, and the humiliated and happy Jiang Lu each went to the locations set during the day and stood there.
Although the view is blocked, the sound is still unrestricted.
However, the diameter of the plain is nearly 100 zhang, or 300 meters, so the three people are closest to each other at the square root of 2/300 meters, and the farthest is 300 meters apart. The distance is still relatively far, and the voices are almost inaudible, so they set up secret codes in advance to be conveyed through shouting.
Standing at his own position, Jiang Lu let out a loud cry toward the sky.
Soon, two "ow" sounds were heard coming from different directions.