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101: Have I finally been unable to resist using my power?

Chapter 101 The Eighth Copy

The ghost felt that this was a great shame! He was actually being taught a lesson by a human about his quality!

"How do you know that this will cause trouble to others? This is just a space I created! Won't everything be over after I solve you?" The ghost couldn't help but defend himself. "I

see, it is indeed my fault. I didn't consider that the ghost space can be used sustainably." Gu Wuji nodded seriously, and said sincerely, "I am very sorry."

Ghost: "..."

What's going on? Why did he bring up the quality issue with this human?

The ghost seemed to have just reacted, and his eyes immediately turned blood red, and his already ferocious face sneered. The blood on the wall also continued to flow to the ground, forming a pool of blood that was still expanding, as if it was going to roll Gu Wuji in.

Gu Wuji glanced around and said, "Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you how to leave here."

The ghost: "..."

The ghost felt insulted again, "Do you think I would tell you this?"

"After all, from your paintings, you can see that you are a person who still has a childlike innocence." Gu Wuji said as he picked up the pencil that was obviously used in his hand, raised his head, his eyes were clear and full of trust, "I believe you will never do anything to harm others." Among the

famous painters that Gu Wuji had investigated before, one of them gave Gu Wuji a very similar feeling to the ghost in front of him, of course, mainly because the other party's painting style was exactly the same.

It was also because he knew the life of the painter that Gu Wuji was so relieved about the ghost in front of him.

When the ghost saw his eyes, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. How long has it been... He has never seen such a person again.

In such a long time, it has long thought that it is just an evil ghost, but there are still people who trust him. There is no trace of doubt in his eyes, which is definitely not a disguise.

If such a person had appeared at that time, things might not have turned out like this.

The blood that was about to surround him suddenly dissipated, and the dark passage that Gu Wuji could not see the end of suddenly became bright. He had returned from that dark and strange space to the stairs of the original basement.

It can be seen that he is in the middle of the stairs, and the surroundings look exactly the same as before. It can be said that if someone else comes here, it is completely impossible to tell what happened.

"You are a good person. I will help you temporarily." The ghost's voice sounded in Gu Wuji's ears. It was obvious that it had possessed Gu Wuji.

The ghost admired Gu Wuji and decided to help him within the scope allowed by the rules.

Gu Wuji continued to walk up and asked the ghost, "Can I ask what your name is?"

"It's been too long, I have forgotten it." The ghost spoke, and it was not known whether he really forgot it or he just didn't want to mention it.

"Okay." Gu Wuji decided to pretend that he didn't see the other party's true identity at all, and said: "Then Mr. Ghost, do you know anything about this studio? How can we draw a painting worth 10,000 yuan?" "Ten thousand

yuan? How simple it is, as long as you take this pencil that I possess and draw, it's enough, not to mention ten thousand, one hundred thousand is no problem." The ghost's words were full of pride, and he also faintly recalled his past glory. It seems that the