Lin Fan put away the Dark Travel Card.
The barrier formed by the coffin nails does not suppress and isolate everything. At least the Hades Card is stronger than the coffin nails and can ignore the barrier restrictions of the coffin nails.
It's normal to think about it. If a card with a netherworld worth 10 trillion netherworld banknotes is restricted by a small barrier, it will lose its grade.
After a simple exploratory test, a new question arose in Lin Fan's mind.
Since the tricks outside the body cannot be used...what about the tricks that are already inside the body?
After thinking about it, Lin Fan turned around and pushed open the door of room number four.
"Brother, I was just kidding you... come back and we can talk again?"
"Unlock my seal... I'll make a ten-year contract with you!"
"Don't go, don't go. Twenty years? That's negotiable."
Following its desperate pleas to stay, Lin Fan acted decisively and left without looking back.
Snap——
The door to Room 4 was closed, and the only ray of light that came in through the door disappeared.
"This...isn't really for me?"
In the darkness, the voice was stunned and full of disbelief.
It is said that Guisheng has two major illusions: I can fight back, and he wants to contract me...
I originally thought it was just a weak monster, and it was just self-consoling nonsense. But for a top-level monster like it, any living person who saw it would kneel down and beg for a contract, right?
But unexpectedly, the first living person it saw... was completely uninterested in it.
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Arrived outside room number four.
Yi Qiqi and the old man in plain clothes saw Lin Fan come out again and hurried to greet him with concern on their faces.
"Master, are you okay?"
"Brother, what's the situation in there?"
Needless to say, Yi Qiqi was very tough in words. But the old man looked anxious and cared as much as Yi Qiqi in his heart.
"You can't see anything inside, but you can't use any tricks or strange props."
Lin Fan spoke slowly.
"You can't use tricks? Aren't those million tricks used for you also restricted?"
Yi Qiqi frowned when he heard this.
"Yes, so you have to ask first."
Lin Fan lowered his head, looking for the location of Mao Baiwan. Before he could do anything, two nimble and agile figures rushed out.
"Woof! Boss, do you have any work for your little licker?"
Dog Eighteen wagged its tail and came to Lin Fan immediately, ready to grab the job.
"Meow! Do you have any shame in cheating on a dog... Every time you try to get a job, you always run the fastest."
Mao Baiwan followed closely behind, scolding him with dissatisfaction, and then looked at Lin Fan, "Boss, just say it!"
"How does your resurrection trick work?"
Lin Fan asked.
Hearing this, Mao Baiwan squatted on the ground, his face filled with pride and arrogance. "It's not resurrection... My innate skills are reshaping and sacrifice!"
As soon as the words fell, Cat Baiwan's body trembled, and within a few breaths, the long tail that was originally standing behind its butt suddenly turned into six.
"Even if I am annihilated to pieces, I can still reshape myself six times."
It is inherently strange and has no life to speak of, so its innate skills naturally have nothing to do with saving lives.
In fact, it is not a resurrection, but a reshaping.
The weird is not immortal. If it encounters the destruction of a powerful existence, its soul will be scattered and completely annihilated.
Its six tails represent six opportunities for reinvention.
As long as the concept of its "existence" disappears, it can reappear with the existing memories.
To be honest, this talent and trick, although it seems powerful, actually has limited effect.
After all, Mao Baiwan's strength is only at the life-chasing level, and is much weaker than that of a human of the same level.
If you really have to suffer the annihilation of a powerful being... just once, your soul will be shattered; if it happens six more times, your soul will be shattered as well.
The effect is useless.
But right now, this is a first-class magical skill!
Based on his natural talent, Mao Baiwan developed a trick called "selling his life".
In fact, it is to transfer the effect of a tail to a living person. Once the life of the living person is cut off, the reshaping effect of the tail is triggered.
It will restore the human body to the state it was in when the tail was transferred, retaining only the soul and memory.
Therefore, the effect is equivalent to resurrection, but in fact it is even stronger than resurrection!
While transferring the tail to a human body may seem simple, the entire process is extremely costly... It requires sacrificing the lives and souls of hundreds of people, or millions of ghost money.
At this early stage of terror, apart from Lin Fan and Yi Qiqi, no one else has such courage and financial resources.
"Transfer the underworld tail, that is, reside in the body, and can be brought in."
Lin Fan nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.
The next step is to test whether the tricks in his body can be used successfully within the barrier of the coffin nails.
Then, he looked at the old man and said, "Come in with me."
"Okay, brother."
The old man did not refuse and followed Lin Fan.
The two men easily pushed open the door of room number four and disappeared into absolute darkness.
Behind him, Yiqiqi looked on in dumbfoundedness.
After a while, he squatted on the ground, rubbing Gou Shiba's head vigorously, and angrily cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, the first time I checked into the hotel with Master... it wasn't me!"
Woof!
Gou Shiba endured it helplessly, and his paws kept pushing Yi Qiqi's hands.
Contractor, please be gentle, my hair is messed up.
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The two entered the room.
As soon as he stood still, a voice spoke impatiently, "I knew you would come back. I think you are the one who will come back."
"Do you regret it? The weirdos out there aren't as good as me, or do you still want to contract me?"
Hearing this sound, the old man in plain clothes turned his head and looked around. In this completely sealed room, he couldn't see anything at all. "Brother, what's that nagging sound?"
"It should be the target this time." Lin Fan replied in a voice message.
"Oh... I thought it was some low-brow weird thing that needed to attract customers."
The old man in plain clothes responded in a servile tone.
Hearing this, the room fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a sharp rebuke, "I'm a Broken Dao-level weirdo... the absolute king of the Soul Returning Theater... You think I'm a lowly weirdo? Don't bother donating your eyes!"
The old man scratched his ears. It was rare to encounter a weird person who was so talkative, which made him feel a little curious.
After a pause, he felt that he was close to Lin Fan, so he lowered his voice and whispered, "With such a strange level, could it be at the Dao Breaking Level? Could we have found the wrong person?"
At this moment, the old man exhaled from his nose, facing a large wooden board standing in the middle of the house. It was obvious that he had found the wrong direction and did not get close to Lin Fan at all.
And the voice just now came from above the wooden board.
Hearing the old man's words, the voice became even more angry and furious.
"You lowered your voice... and you're still talking to me? This is too deceitful! This is too deceitful!"
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