Chapter 338 Beware of Rabbits (Twenty) The God Lord Enters the God's Residence


In the middle of the night, Qisi was led by the waiter of Rabbit Shrine to the wooden house deep inside Rabbit Shrine where the previous gods lived.

On the way, the white-haired waiter said sadly: "I have been serving the successive shrine masters at Rabbit Shrine since I was fifteen years old. They were all as old as you when they entered the shrine, and then they all left one by one. …”

Qisi looked at him with a smile, noncommittal.

When the waiter didn't see him reply, he didn't say anything more and just let out a faint sigh.

New text is refreshed on the game panel:

[Your identity: The evil god pretending to be a witch]

[Note: How can human shamans know the rituals of imprisoning gods? The only thing that can kill a god is another god. 】

This undoubtedly provided Zeiss with new information beyond the worldview background known to the Kanna family and the Kurokawa family.

The Rabbit God is imprisoned in Rabbit God Town. The establishment of the rules involves transactions and contract authority, and there must be contract writing in it.

Qisi suspected that there was Qi's shadow behind this copy. He made a deal with Li and was able to come here. He wondered if he was also part of Qi's plan.

Later, Qi's divine body was trapped in a copy of "Eat Meat" and was slaughtered by the villagers of Su's Village, which seemed to have a sense of karma.

Of course, considering his relationship with Qi... Chiss didn't find it interesting at all, and was even a little unhappy.

It was his impromptu idea to assume the identity of Wu Jin, but the signing of the contract with the head of the Kurokawa family was premeditated. He needed to use the power of rules to provide protection for his plan.

It is also necessary to use the power of the fox to gain more say through the godhead of the contract to clear the obstacles for the next action.

However, this is probably because "Escape from Usagi Kamachi" is a game produced by Lu Ming. Most of the NPCs in it are not real people with souls. Qisi did not obtain the soul blade of the Kurokawa family leader.

He couldn't help but think of the Rabbit God Festival in the dormitory of Hope Middle School. The girls prayed to him, but he also never gained their souls. The vines deep in the palace of thinking were never blown, and it was as quiet as death.

If it weren't for the presence of the Rabbit God in this copy, the overall income would be really low.

The streets at night were sparsely populated, and densely packed red silk hung on the rope net overhead. There was no wind. From time to time, a few long prayer ribbons were blown by the wind to the side of Qisi's face, causing it to itch a bit.

The night was silent, the moonlight was like water, the lights in the houses on both sides had all been extinguished, and the waiter held a lantern like a bean, swaying and casting a dim shadow.

The silhouettes of people and houses were blurred, and the scenery reflected in his eyes was dull. Qisi felt a little sleepy inexplicably.

He yawned slightly and put his hands on the rabbit statue in his arms to absorb the coolness, but did not wake up half of his consciousness.

"Lord God, from here onwards is the place where the gods live. Others are not allowed to disturb you at night." The waiter handed the lantern pole to Qisi's hand and bowed slightly, "I will come over after the sun rises tomorrow. Sasou. Is there anything else you would like to give me, Lord God?”

Chiss took the lantern and looked up at the beams and beams supported by two pillars in front of him. His gaze extended along the endless shrine: "I live alone in the Divine Residence. I'm afraid I will be a little lonely. I can let Kurokawa Akira and my brother Do they come to see me often? ”

It sounded like a timid request from a child leaving home for the first time. The waiter's eyes showed pity, and he responded without any doubt, and retreated into the darkness behind him.

Qisi waited until he disappeared from the end of the field of vision before continuing forward with the lantern.

He walked past the torii gate and walked along the shrine, smelling the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms.

At this time of year, the flowers and trees on both sides are in full bloom, and colorful wind chimes hang from them, making different sounds with the wind.

The fog gradually thickened at night, showing a milky white color, just like the white fog in the mountains and forests outside Usagiami Town, cold and lonely.

"The Rabbit God descends to the northwest——"

A shout came from the distance, accompanied by the ringing of the ancient bell. The sound was extremely long, strange and distorted.

The plot point is triggered.

Qisi felt something in his heart and heard the sound of large footsteps behind him. He simply stepped aside quickly and hid his figure among the cherry blossom trees.

He looked sideways in the direction from which the sound came, and saw a group of well-decorated men and horses walking through the thick fog. At a glance, it was so vast that there was no end in sight.

Those who lead the way, those who drive carts, those who play music, all are dressed in bright red kimonos, with fluffy rabbit masks on their faces, as if there are rabbit heads on human bodies.

"Sit on a high platform wearing red and colorful colors and bless all generations——"

The singing of congratulations got closer and closer, and the car pulled by the rabbit-faced man showed its full appearance. From the body to the four pillars, it was painted red and carved with golden vine-like patterns.

A golden spike-shaped curtain hangs in front of the car, hanging down like rain lines. Behind it, you can vaguely see a young man wearing a red hunting coat and dressed as a priest.

The young man's eyes were closed tightly, his pale face was painted with two balls of red rouge, and his lips were also painted with blood-like vermilion, which looked ugly and weird.

He should be the God Lord chosen in previous years. As the container to carry the Rabbit God, he is rushing to the end of death.

The scene in front of me is an illusion recreated by gods and ghosts, a reenactment of past events that contains various clues.

Qisi held his breath and watched intently, memorizing every detail in silence.

The ceremonial guard of the Rabbit God slowly passed by him, carrying incense scented with cherry blossoms and the smell of burnt talisman paper; the rabbit-faced people moved stiffly, pulling the carriage forward step by step.

"Three Family Celebration Fireworks——"

"Driving through East and West Street, in front of a deep cave——"

The ceremonial guard gradually moved away, but the singing of congratulations became louder and louder, circling and echoing between heaven and earth, lingering for a long time.

With a slight thought in his mind, Qisi took out the Rabbit God Mask from the toolbar and fastened it on his face, then tied the red ribbon for fixation behind his head.

With the exact same mask and kimono of the same color and style, he seemed to be one of the rabbit-faced men in the ceremony. There was no clue to it without careful identification.

Qisi kept his pace and followed the team silently, standing in the row at the end of the team, lowering his head and nodding.

There were whispers in his ears.

"I heard from the wizard that if he chooses a body later and sacrifices his faith and life, the Rabbit God will escape from the confinement of the shrine."

"Fortunately, the children of the Edo family sacrificed their lives in time. Alas, the Kurokawa family's physical bodies just ran away like this. How ignorant..."

"You can't say that. It was Shen Wujia who broke the rules first. I don't know what method he used. The person who was supposed to be selected was not selected. He threw the lot three times in a row and failed to win."

"Silence! How can we discuss things at that level? Let's just think about what we wish for tomorrow."

The voices gradually died down, and Ziss captured the key information from the conversation-throwing lots.

He had never been able to understand before. Logically speaking, he would seize the power of the Rabbit God in the past Rabbit God Town, so why would the Rabbit God statue bring trouble to Hope Middle School.

Now he had some vague guesses: Could it be that there was something wrong with the lot-throwing process and his plan failed?

But if that's the case, where did the Rabbit God's power go? The copy has fallen into a paradox. If Zeiss had seized the power of the Rabbit God, Reiko would not have died, and the game "Escape from Rabbit God Town" would not exist; if Zeiss had failed, the Rabbit God statue at the bottom of the lake in Hope Middle School would not have existed. So quiet and harmless.

Unless, this game model is not a simple confrontation between the two, there is a third party hiding in the dark, just waiting for the fisherman to benefit...

The Rabbit God's ceremonial guard passed by each house. The men and women inside all wore rabbit masks and walked out one after another to follow the procession.

A tall and magnificent shrine appeared in front of it. Under the triangular black and gold triangular roof were rib-like curved vermilion rails and outer walls. Large and small paper lanterns were scattered high and low, swaying slightly.

The ceremonial guard entered the shrine and suddenly disappeared as if it had been swallowed by the maw of a monster.

Qisi crossed the threshold with a lantern, and the fragrance of rosewood soaked the entire building, soaking him in the quiet fragrance.

The hidden doors were blown open by the wind. He took off the [Rabbit God Mask] on his face, walked through the winding corridors as the "God Lord", and walked around the carved copper platform with candles.

It was dimly lit in the depths of the shrine, and the prayer ribbons, stained by time, hung from the roof, with damaged edges and white writing.

The wind chimes on the door and window swayed, making a gentle sound, which made Qisi look sideways. There was a wooden sign hanging on the red-painted wooden door, with two words written on it in black writing brush——

[House of Gods].

Ziss hung the lantern on the hook outside the door and pushed open the wooden door. The smell of rotting wood hit his face, mixed with soot and dust.

No one has lived here for eighteen years, and the people who once lived here have died and become ghosts.

Through the moonlight outside, you can clearly see an oil lamp placed on the table next to the door, and a box of matches next to it.

Qisi struck a match and lit the oil lamp.

Under the dim light, he saw that the inside of the door panel was dotted with scratches and dots of congealed blood. It was as if the trapped person was going crazy and wanted to get out, but he found that the door was tightly closed from the outside. Lock.

The fingers are thin and the spacing between the fingers is small, obviously belonging to a child. The only ones who are locked up here and want to get out are children.

There is an old cracked wooden board on the table, with instructions for the [God Lord] engraved on it:

[1. After entering the residence of the gods, everything you see, hear, and dream are all lies from monsters and demons, and should not be believed;

[2. The congratulations should be recited on the futon at least once a day and must be pious without interruption;

[3. The Lord of God should keep his body clean. After August 3, he will no longer provide food, but he can drink water;

[4. After the Lord of the Gods completes the lottery to the eve of the Rabbit God Festival on August 6th, he is not allowed to leave the scope of the God's residence;

[5. There are carving knives and wooden blocks under the couch. The god should carve as many rabbit statues and prayer cards as possible. 】

The so-called divine residence is nothing more than a wooden cell of about twenty square meters, with a wooden couch and a few tables on one side, and a shrine and futon on the other side.

Green smoke curls up from the incense table behind the futon, casting a veil over the carved shrine. In the shrine sits a huge human-shaped rabbit, sitting quietly with its eyes closed. Wearing a black hunting coat embroidered with gold patterns, it is the Rabbit God.

Qisi nodded to the rabbit statue as a greeting, then turned and walked towards the wooden couch in the corner.

He lifted the covering sheet, and sure enough he saw a wooden box under the couch, which was filled with palm-sized pieces of wood. A carving knife wrapped in red cloth was stuffed around the edge, and the tip of the knife seemed to be soaked in blood.

There are no rabbit statues or blessing cards from the past in the box. I don’t know if they were thrown away or dealt with in some other way.

There seemed to be something carved on the wall deep under the bed. Qisi picked up the oil lamp and shined it over it. It was filled with crooked words:

[The adults lied to us. The Rabbit God doesn’t love us at all. He is imprisoned here...]

[I can't believe in the Rabbit God, no, I must believe in the Rabbit God, otherwise...]

【I don’t want to die! I hate you all, I hate...]

【I'm so hungry and thirsty...let me die...】

Incoherent words filled with fear and hatred grew wantonly. Dust flew in front of Qisi's eyes, reflecting an illusion in the weak light of the oil lamp.

The child, whose face could not be seen clearly, woke up from a nightmare. He fell to the floor and then got up with support. He looked around with an expression that seemed frightened and confused.

He ran towards the wooden door and turned the doorknob in a panic, but failed to push it open.

He banged on the door again and shouted, "Here comes someone" and "Let me out", but no one answered.

He searched every corner and knocked on every wall, but could not find a way to leave.

In despair, he sat back on the couch, took out the carving knife from the wooden box, and began to carve the wooden block as required in the instructions.

The waiter came in and took away the carved rabbit statue and the blessing card. The child took the opportunity to run out, but was stopped by the priests who were guarding the door.

Someone was earnestly persuading something, probably some threatening words, telling him that if he could not complete the Rabbit God Sacrifice, not only would he die, but his family would also be annihilated.

He became quiet, returned to the bed in despair, and continued to carve the wood blocks, unknowingly finishing all the wood blocks.

Later, no one came, there was no food, and the water we were allowed to drink was not delivered as promised. He was hungry and thirsty. He cried out for help to no avail. He scratched the door panel like crazy, but in the end he couldn't shake it even a little bit.

He exhausted all his strength and had no choice but to lie under the bed again and carve lines of text on the wall.

Gradually, the wall was no longer enough, and his knife fell on his body...

Blood filled the field of vision, and strangely, even after all the blood had been shed, the scarred corpse was still breathing, as if its life state had been frozen, forever between life and death.

Qisi was thoughtful and reached out to hold the carving knife in the wooden box.

After two seconds, the prompt text is refreshed on the system interface:

【Name: Divine Chisel】

【Type: Props】

[Effect: Carve any creature into a god]

[Note: You and I carved out a god that only belongs to us; with your words and my words, we entrusted our desires to the new-born God; the blood will not stop and the scars will continue, God - He will not Die, the body suffers, the soul is immortal...]

The carving knife was cold in the hand, and the biting chill penetrated into the skin. The knife was covered with suspicious blood stains, showing an ominous and monstrous feel.

The sentence in the note seems to be a ballad, the content is bloody and terrifying, just read it silently in your heart, so as not to make people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

Qisi thought of the weakness of the Rabbit God, how he could be easily slaughtered by Qi and Li, who were both gods, and how he was obviously a god-level existence, but he had to consume his soul to realize his wish...

There are threads of inspiration floating at the bottom of my mind, erratic, not yet settled, and difficult to capture.

What worries Qis the most is that a prop of the level of [Divine Chisel] can actually bring out a copy. (End of chapter)

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