Chapter 125 125. The Garden of the Gods and the Hejian Candle
The clock is ticking.
Uncle Yun went to the kitchen to work again. Xia Feng looked at the withered jasmine flowers outside the window for a while, turned back and blinked:
"If you don't worship the gods, you will be punished by the gods, you said , Do we want to worship God?"
Mu Qingtong shook his head: "In this kind of high-risk situation where the information is extremely doubtful, we only need to act according to the principle of 'the surface safety must be higher risk', Nothing to say.”
"Ah, this." Xia Feng held his head. He thought Mu Qingtong would give a lot of reasoning, but he didn't expect it to be so simple and crude.
But yes, although I don’t know whether the God of the Sky is a scourge or a neutral rule in this place, worshiping Him can gain His protection from the wrath of the gods. If this is the case, then Also broke through the wool barrier.
So there is nothing to worry about, just be reckless.
"By the way, you are here to find the whereabouts of your mother. Where are you going to find her?"
Xia Feng asked via voice transmission, and the next moment he heard the word "peace", "Let it happen."
"?" Xia Feng was speechless. With such a casual attitude, was this woman really here to investigate the whereabouts of He Jianzhu?
Just when he was about to ask more questions, Mu Qingtong's voice rang in his heart again,
"That old man and Xiaowen who has been upstairs and hasn't come down are both 'orphans'. But This middle-aged man is not an orphan."
Halfway through her words, Xia Feng understood what she meant. The witch wanted to kill Uncle Yun directly, and then use a spiritual weapon to hypnotize the soul and ask questions.
It is a convenient and efficient method. After all, the rules only say that you cannot attack orphans
At this moment, Uncle Yun came out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot chicken soup.
He regained his enthusiasm and said with a smile, "You two adults, come and try the chicken soup made by my mother. It tastes amazing."
He scooped up two bowls and gave them to both with a smile on his face. They divided the spoons and chopsticks, "Just treat it like your own home. Don't be restrained. Don't be restrained." , appetizingly delicious chicken soup.
"Oh, yes." Uncle Yun's wrinkled eyes were full of smiles, "You two, you have been sitting here for so long, why don't you still worship God?"
Xia Feng smiled and did not answer directly, but pointed. The dark red shrine next to the toilet, "Uncle Yun, why is there an apple tree on the shrine?"
There is no statue of the god in the center of the shrine, but there is a half-meter-high mini tree hanging on the tree Two crisp red fruits that look like apples.
"This is not an apple tree." Uncle Yun looked serious, "This is a tree of gifts. Sirs, after you worship God, the God of the sky will inject gifts into the fruit, and then you can Each person picks a gift fruit. Those who eat the gift fruit will be protected by the God of the Sky and will no longer be angered by the gods."
"Oh, that's it," Xia Feng said with a smile, "Listen. It looks pretty awesome~”
"So, two adults, twelve o'clock is almost here. I suggest you hurry up. After all, even the God of the sky doesn't like to pick on lazy believers who worship God."
You are urging me. The reason was quite fresh and refined. Xia Feng grinned and stared at the middle-aged man: "But, what should we do if we just don't want to worship?"
The middle-aged man had a simple and sincere smile on his face.
But as Xia Feng looked at him, the corners of his lips slowly converged, "Don't want to, please?"
The light on the ceiling of the dining table was dim.
The atmosphere was silent for two seconds. The middle-aged man slowly lowered his head, but the corners of his tightened lips in the shadows evoked a cold and eerie expression, "Haha~ But you two respected adults, if you don't want to bow, you have to bow!"
As soon as they finished speaking, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong slumped down on the chairs as if their whole bodies had been paralyzed.
[You have been attacked by a D-class spiritual weapon: Hand of the Dead Chicken]
[Replicable spiritual weapon detected: Hand of the Dead Chicken]
“It’s really awesome You guys are so shameless." Uncle Yun said quietly and stood up, twisting his neck and looking indifferently, "The two outsiders were easy to deceive before. You two guys have so many things going on."
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong sat slumped on the chairs at the dining table, their eyes calm and not panicked at all. [Copy successfully——]
[D·Hand of Dead Chicken: The smell of cooked chicken will become your weapon, and you can give it paralysis or even coma effects. The more fragrant the chicken, the better the effect. If the target smells the smell of chicken for more than six hours, you can directly paralyze and damage the target's brain nerves, causing death. 】
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What kind of ghost weapon are these? Xia Feng almost choked. The abilities of spiritual weapons are so strange.
"Old woman, hurry up and come out to help." Uncle Yun shouted coldly into the kitchen, and the expressionless old woman walked out slowly.
"Drag these two idiots to the altar. If they don't worship, then force them to worship God." The middle-aged man sneered and was about to walk towards Xia Feng, but his pupils expanded in shock, and suddenly Stopped, "What-"
He opened his mouth, then with a pop, he collapsed directly to the ground, with a horrified look on his face. Is this...his own spiritual weapon ability?
"Tsk, tsk, that's right. Although the name of your spiritual weapon is a bit strange, the effect is quite good." Xia Feng leaned back on his seat and chuckled.
When the old man at the kitchen door saw her son suddenly falling to the ground, her expression also changed, and she subconsciously stepped back with fear in her cloudy eyes.
"Made~Old woman! It seems that I can't keep you here." The middle-aged man on the ground said coldly in a low voice. The old man slowly closed his eyes, as if he was preparing to face death.
But after waiting for two seconds, there was no severe pain that paralyzed the nerves. She opened her eyes in confusion and saw a middle-aged man with a golden cross in his eyes, a ferocious expression on his face, and he was lying motionless on the ground.
Her legs weakened, and she fell down tremblingly while holding on to the wall. Her expression was empty and she murmured hoarsely: "You have done evil. You have done evil."
Xia Feng watched this scene with no expression on his face. , obviously, the old woman has smelled the smell of chicken for a long time, so the middle-aged man can kill her with just a thought. If the old woman dies, the middle-aged man becomes an orphan and can no longer be attacked by outsiders.
The middle-aged man wanted to use this to make Xia Feng violate the rule of 'no attacking orphans'.
But unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, all plans are in vain.
Although her body was paralyzed, Mu Qingtong used her spiritual weapon ability to control her body and stood up. She walked slowly to the middle-aged man, slid it down with a knife, and separated the head and neck.
The middle-aged man’s spirit body floated in the air, his eyes empty.
Mu Qingtong did not question his spirit body, but looked at the old woman slumped on the ground with a calm look: "Tell me everything you know."
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The old woman stared at her son's body in silence for a long time. She did not show too much emotion, but her eyes gradually dimmed and she sighed, "You should have guessed that it is indeed a lie to worship God to get protection."
"Worship God. In the end, not only will you not be able to get shelter, but you will be directly dispersed and absorbed by the gift tree."
She looked at the small apple tree on the altar, her eyes cloudy and confused, "Little girl, see those two. Did you find a red fruit? That was the transformation of the two people my son deceived last year."
"The God of the Sky said that as long as the tree is full of five gift fruits, the person who made the greatest contribution can leave this place. , enter the garden of the gods, where there is all the happiness we want."
Xia Feng looked at the gift fruit and was slightly shocked. Did this come from a human being? I was also given a gift fruit. Is it a human flesh fruit?
"The garden of the gods?" Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes, "So has anyone ever been in it?"
"Of course there is." The old woman said solemnly, "Although I came in ten years ago, but I know that it has been more than ten years since this place became a disaster. Every month, a few people complete the target, so I estimate that there are hundreds or nearly a thousand people who have been promoted to the Divine Garden."
"But. To be honest, no one knows whether the Divine Garden exists. After all, people who have completed the target disappear out of thin air, and no one knows where they went. "
Then they probably died. The result was not much better. Xia Feng cursed in his heart.
"You came here ten years ago?" Mu Qingtong suddenly asked, "Then do you know He Jianzhu?"
"He Jianzhu?" The old woman was stunned for a moment, her eyes slightly strange, "I don't know He Jianzhu, but I do know a female doctor named He."
(End of Chapter)