At 8:30 in the morning, Gu Jianlin walked under the locust tree in the alley and returned to the old community.

These are old buildings built in the 1990s. The white walls have long been mottled and yellowed. There are racks for drying clothes outside the windows of every house. Downstairs, you can see a few children stepping in puddles.

The faint sound of play.

Now that I think about it, my father is a good man in a sense. Although he is busy with work and rarely takes care of his family, he was very strong when he got divorced. He sold the house he bought with a loan and paid off the remaining money of the mortgage.

I gave everything to my mother, left home alone, and rented a small house in this community again.

The reason is probably so that my mother can live a better life.

My mother still thinks that her son stopped living with her because he was disappointed with her choice of divorce.

Actually not.

Gu Jianlin's thoughts were the same as his father's, hoping that she could live a better life.

For Gu Jianlin, this community really carries too many memories.

The chirping of cicadas and breeze in summer, the snow and cold in winter, the moon in the dark night, and the sky full of stars.

For countless nights in the past, the boy lay outside the window in a daze, thinking about when the family would be reunited.

"For three months, we will charge you a total of five yuan as a delay fee."

Lao Zhang from the post station handed over a express box: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen your dad for a long time. Is he on a business trip again?"

Gu Jianlin scanned the QR code to pay, took the express box, and said softly: "Well, I must have gone to a place far away."

In fact, Gu Jianlin hates the word business trip.

Because my father has always been on business trips in his life, on business trips and on business trips again.

Then one day he never comes back.

He weighed the express box. It didn't weigh much. It did have his father's name and phone number on it, but there was no sender.

There isn’t even a shipping address.

"How was this express delivered?"

Gu Jianlin felt strange, then walked into the unit door, went up to the second floor, took out the key, and unlocked the door.

This old house still has its last month of lease, and the lease will not be renewed in the future.

The house is very clean, but no one has lived in it for a while. Apart from clothes, there are some books and materials.

And an old laptop left by my father.

Gu Jianlin thought that it was time to check out the rental, so he wanted to pack up his things.

He sat on the sofa and opened the express box first.

The next moment, he couldn't help but fall into silence, his mind filled with questions.

Because this is a white box that resembles a luxury product, but after opening it, there is actually a mask inside.

At first glance, it looks like the kind of half-face mask worn in a masquerade, but it is so solemn and ancient. The whole body is dark in color, as if it is made of ink jade, with ancient and strict lines and hollow pits carved out of it.

The holes, edges and corners, and even bulges like blood vessels, give people an inexplicable and weird feeling.

Well, it’s just weird.

The style of this mask is somewhere between that of a sheep and a deer, with dragon scale-like patterns and a pair of sharp horns on the top of its head.

He is not unfamiliar with this kind of creature—Qilin.

An auspicious beast in ancient China.

Gu Jianlin initially thought it was a handicraft, but after he observed it carefully, he didn't think so anymore.

Because he has mastered profiling, his intuition is much sharper than that of ordinary people.

From this mask, he noticed a sense of history, and it felt like some kind of ancient artifact.

"Antique?"

Gu Jianlin stroked the lines on the mask. He was sure that this thing was not an ordinary handicraft. At least you couldn't buy such a delicate thing in the open market. There was a high probability that it was an antique.

He didn't know why someone would send this thing to his father and hide the sender information in some way.

"The delivery time on the courier order is December 15th, which is the day my father and I were involved in a car accident... That day, my father just came back from investigating the case, and he had to take me back to my hometown in a hurry to celebrate the New Year. This thing is very abnormal, this

The inexplicable express delivery is also unusual, is it a coincidence?" Gu Jianlin muttered to himself as he played with the mask.

He hesitated for a moment, opened the old laptop, connected to the hotspot with his mobile phone, and opened the search engine.

Gu Jianlin typed four words in the search box.

Kirin mask.

Entries for blockbusters pop up, and they are basically boring advertisements and handicraft videos.

Gu Jianlin scrolled down one by one without any impatience. He mainly wanted to check some entries about antiques and cultural relics.

He kept turning back dozens of pages, but didn't see anything of value.

Until he was about to give up, he suddenly saw a post on a forum.

"The arrival of super antiquity! The new version will be tested on December 4th - Qilin Immortal Palace!"

This is actually a post about a game.

Gu Jianlin was stunned.

In a blockbuster of boring advertisements, this title is like a needle piercing the eyes, and I don’t know why it is ranked so low.

He was a little curious and subconsciously clicked on it.

"Qiu Qiongshan of the Qing Dynasty once said in "Gangjian Compilation": After the First Emperor had brought peace to the six kingdoms, all his ambitions in life were fulfilled, but the one who was not sure to succeed was Shou'er. In 219 BC, Xu Fu was ordered by the First Emperor of Qin to lead the boys and girls.

Three thousand people traveled eastward to Yingzhou to find the elixir of immortality for the emperor. This man traveled eastward twice, but failed to find the elixir, and disappeared on the third trip eastward..."

"Later generations generally believe that the elixir of immortality is just a fictitious lie, and Xu Fu is just a magician. The so-called eastward journey is a lie fabricated by Xu Fu to avoid disaster. But few people know that Xu Fu's third eastward journey

, before arriving in Yingzhou, he really discovered a secret involving the ancient gods at sea!"

A bit interesting.

Gu Jianlin moved his mouse and scrolled down. At first glance, this seemed to be an alternate history game, whether it was a mobile game or a PC game.

"The ancient gods, gods, and supreme beings are all their names. One is called Zhulong, and the other is called Qilin."

"It was an unprecedented grand battlefield, a confrontation between gods, a fight between kings. With supreme authority, Lord Zhulong killed Lord Qilin, and buried him under the deep sea in order to prevent him from resurrecting.

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"Xu Fu was fortunate enough to meet the Lord Zhulong, and he transcended the world and rose to the highest level. He was ordered to build a mausoleum deep under the sea, sealed the Lord Qilin, and guarded the gate of the mausoleum until thousands of years later."
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"Today, the remaining power of Lord Qilin is still eroding reality. The door to the ancient burial is opened in different time and space. The first dimensional rift observed so far appears in a certain coastal city. Some people are using sacrifices to try to awaken

Existence in ancient tombs."

"The gods who died thousands of years ago roared in the darkness. The ascendants took the opportunity to enter the fairy palace and plunder the gods' treasures, precious alchemical weapons, and ancient inheritance pathways to gain opportunities for promotion."

When Gu Jianlin saw this, he thought that this was probably the poorest and crudest version of the announcement he had ever seen.

There is only lengthy copy, and no accompanying pictures or information films.

After reading this post, Gu Jianlin came to the conclusion that this Kirin mask was a game souvenir given by others.

Now he still has a Frostmourne and a Signal Ax in the bedroom of his new home.

But when he continued to scroll down and saw the end of the post, he was stunned.

Because this game does not provide any official website link or download channel, it is just like a joke.

Gu Jianlin only saw a brief introduction.

"Qualification for internal testing: bring at least one ancient token leaked from Qilin Immortal Palace."

"Server entrance: You need to withstand the spiritual pollution of ancient tokens, and you are in a field eroded by the spirit of ancient gods. Wait for the cracks in the dimension to appear, which will bring you into the ancient tombs and become one of countless sublimators.

Lucky man."

"Note: The Tomb of the Ancient God is extremely dangerous. Once you die in the game, you will never be able to wake up in reality."

"Number of online players: 234!"

Gu Jianlin was silent for a second, lost in thought.

Regarding this post, his first reaction was that he was just messing around and was just an ordinary game copywriter.

I guess I haven't even finished the game content yet, so I just bluff people one by one.

Gu Jianlin wanted to close the post, but when he looked at the Qilin mask in his hand again, he suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

What if what this post says is true?

After this idea came into his mind, he really felt that he was crazy.

It's like that kind of ghost game, similar to Pen Fairy or something like that.
To be continued...