Chapter 108 Chapter Nine The Lost Manor

The Thunder team's team building activity lasted two nights. This day is the end, and tomorrow after breakfast, it's time to head back.

The tour guide listed some activities in the group chat, highlighting the chapel and inviting everyone to experience a worship service.

Zheng Jianbin had already spent half a day there yesterday and was very familiar with the place.

He took Li Yufei on a tour of the town. After dinner, there was nothing else to do, so they went to the chapel recommended by the tour guide.

The town is rich in mythological elements; not only does the castle have a chapel, but there is also a separate small church in the southwest corner of the town.

Centered on the town square, the chapel and castle are symmetrical. No matter which chapel you look out from, you can see the double statue of Pushk and Eros in the square.

Both churches held services, but Thunder and his friends attended the castle's chapel.

There weren't many tourists. When Li Yufei and Zheng Jianbin arrived, there was only the priest and a couple in the chapel.

Before even entering the door, Li Yufei's eyebrows shot up.

The couple consisted of Dean, Zheng Jianbin's navigator and best friend, and Song Xiaona, who was known as "Dog Shit".

The four met and greeted each other.

"Have you eaten?" Dean asked.

"Just finished eating." Zheng Jianbin walked beside Li Yufei, his gaze sweeping over the hardcover booklet in their hands.

This chapel is not particularly large, accommodating about two or three hundred people.

The tops of the two side walls were carved out into circles and fitted with stained glass panels, featuring themes of roses and angels.

Behind the altar at the very front is an even more magnificent and tall stained glass window, beneath which stands a ten-meter-tall statue of Psyche.

The pure white goddess, bathed in magnificent light, radiated a halo of splendor, highlighting her sacred purity.

At the feet of the goddess was a sacred altar, on which a stack of thin, hard-covered booklets were piled up, similar to the doctrinal materials distributed to the public by religious personnel during missionary work.

Dean and Song Xiaona each held a copy of the book, its cover embossed with a gold title—"The Covenant of Psyche."

"Welcome here." The priest on the altar also handed them two books. "Please sit down and let me baptize you one by one."

The priest was wearing a long black robe, and his face was completely hidden under a wide hood, so his features could not be seen.

Li Yufei took the booklet, flipped through it, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Song Xiaona, what is all this? Did you turn this chapel into a game arcade filled with supernatural tales or murder mystery games?"

Not only Li Yufei, but Song Xiaona, who had just read the manual, was also surprised.

The first page of this manual is a full-body painting by Psyche, depicting a goddess who is incredibly lifelike and stunningly beautiful, capturing the beauty that even Cupid would be captivated by.

The second page is the love story of Psyche and Eros, which they already knew and skipped after reading the beginning.

By the third page, the content became a bit strange.

It says at the top:

The Covenant of Psyche

I. The wicked and vile Eros descended upon the world and was influenced by the beautiful, brave, righteous, kind, resilient, and powerful princess Psyche. This garden was built to commemorate Psyche, and all visitors must embrace the utmost devotion to the goddess of the soul, Psyche, actively praise the goddess, and repent for their sins to her.

Second, in accordance with the Goddess's will, all actions and all living beings within the manor are for the Goddess's sake, and no one may slander or oppose the Goddess in any form.

3. The remnants of Eros's assassination attempt on the goddess have not completely dissipated. A lingering shadow remains; if you feel a burning pain while sleeping at night, do not open your eyes! If you have already opened your eyes, please leave the room immediately!

"I really don't know," Song Xiaona pondered. "After all, it's such a special setting. The planning department might be thinking of making a game based on supernatural rules."

“What’s there to be unclear about? Just ask. Isn’t that your employee right in front of you?” Li Yufei gestured to the priest.

“Sister, this is not an arcade, but a sacred place to listen to the teachings of the Goddess.” The priest solemnly corrected her, “I am not employed by anyone, but a link between God and the world, conveying God’s will to people.”

“See?” Dean laughed. “We just asked him too, but he’s incredibly dedicated and completely immersed in the role.”

Zheng Jianbin asked, "Feifei, since we're already here, why don't we give it a listen?"

Li Yufei had no objections; the priest was already in place, so it was fine to see how the game was played.

She pulled Zheng Jianbin to sit on the left side of the chapel, five meters away from Song Xiaona on the right.

“Please come forward,” the priest gestured to Dean.

The group watched as he walked up to the altar.

In front of the entire stained glass window stands a pure white statue of Psyche.

The priest directed him to kneel before the statue: "Please open the Covenant and read page three."

Dean rolled backward, his face contorting in pain.

He looked up at the priest. "Is it alright to read silently?"

"Please read it aloud!"

The priest, hidden beneath a black robe, had no discernible face or age. His tone was stern, and Dean, admitting defeat, gave an OK sign, lowered his head, and began to read the contents of the third page while suppressing a laugh.

"First, the wicked and vile Eros descended upon the world, and was influenced by the beautiful, brave, pfft... righteous, kind, resilient, and powerful princess Psyche... cough."

He suppressed a laugh with a cough, "This garden was built to commemorate Psyche..."

"Three... If a lingering shadow remains, and you feel a burning pain while sleeping at night, do not open your eyes! If you have already opened your eyes, please leave the room immediately! You've finished reading! Father!"

The priest under the hood, his expression unreadable, asked: "Very well. Do you willingly and sincerely submit to the embrace of the goddess Psyche, and will you dedicate the rest of your life to worshiping only the one true God, Psyche?"

"yes."

"Now, confess your sins before the goddess."

Dean forced a laugh: "Yes, I'm guilty, I'm too handsome."

No one paid any attention to his antics, except for Li Yufei, who rolled her eyes.

“The goddess will forgive your sins.” The priest solemnly stroked the top of his head, took a card from his covenant, and handed it to Dean. “Take it; it will guide you.”

"Is that all?" Dean asked.

The priest nodded and said to Song Xiaona, "Next."

Dean muttered something to himself, then stood up and returned to his seat.

He examined the cards; they were larger than regular playing cards, finely crafted, and featured a short, stocky, ugly man holding a hammer against a black and red background.

As Song Xiaona brushed past Dean, she caught a glimpse of the cards in his hand.

Fire and a hammer... these two elements combined probably represent the ugly god of craftsmen, Hephaestus.

Song Xiaona knelt before the statue of the goddess, read the three rules, and when the priest asked her to confess, she thought for a moment and said, "I often lament my own weakness. I am inadequate in every way, and the rights I possess are as insignificant as sand. For me, weakness and incompetence are the original sin."

The priest took a card from the covenant and handed it to her: "The goddess will forgive your sins."

Turn the card over, and a majestic male god stands flying in a sky crisscrossed with lightning.

Song Xiaona smiled.

As expected, she drew the card symbolizing power – Zeus.

She walked past Li Yufei's seat, intentionally or unintentionally revealing the cards in her hand and glancing at her.

Although she didn't know what game it was, she already had the strongest card. No matter what the rules of the game were, Li Yufei would lose to her.

Li Yufei was puzzled by Song Xiaona's gaze.

What is that woman laughing at?

She saw Song Xiaona's nail lightly touch the card—was she showing off her newly done nails?

I didn't get my nails done.

"Feifei, I'll go first." Just as Li Yufei was wondering what was going on, Zheng Jianbin stood up beside her.

He smiled at her and walked towards the statue of the goddess.

The setting sun fell behind the goddess, and the blood-red twilight cast a sacred yet eerie light and shadow on the altar through the stained glass.

He knelt before the statue, only showing half of his face to Li Yufei.

Zheng Jianbin looked both unfamiliar and familiar from this angle, leaving Li Yufei stunned.

Zheng Jianbin lowered his head, looking at the sacred covenant before his knees, and recited the three rules aloud, revealing a genuine sense of piety.

"The wicked and vile Eros descended upon the world, and was influenced by the beautiful, brave, righteous, resilient, and powerful princess Psyche."

...

"All actions and all living beings are born for the Goddess, and no one may slander or oppose the Goddess in any form."

He read fluently and naturally, without a single stumble, as if it were a classic he recited every day and had long since memorized.

The priest remained composed: "Do you willingly and sincerely surrender to the embrace of the goddess Psyche, and will you dedicate the rest of your life to worshiping only the one true God, Psyche?"

“Yes.” Bathed in the iridescent colors of the stained glass, he said, “I will abandon everything from the past and wholeheartedly believe in the one true God, Psyche.”

"Now, confess your sins before the goddess."

The man looked up, lowered his eyes, and murmured, "I am not affectionate enough for my lover. My love is frivolous and crude, defiling my most noble and beautiful lover."

Dean stared wide-eyed at Zheng Jianbin in astonishment, then hurriedly glanced at Song Xiaona's face.

Dude, that's not fair! You didn't even remind him before confessing your feelings!

Zheng Jianbin acted so affectionately, how is he going to explain this to Song Xiaona when he gets back?

Song Xiaona frowned, and Dean thought to himself, "This is it."

Is it too late for him to make up for it with another confession...?

Li Yufei was also taken aback.

It may sound cheesy, but it's still a nice thing to hear.

She couldn't help but smile, glancing smugly at Song Xiaona.

Look at what her man is saying, and then look at the ridiculous nonsense he's spouting.

What's the use of investing 15 million? It still has to be her.

Zheng Jianbin received a card from the priest.

He walked back, and Li Yufei snatched it to look at it.

The card depicts a beautiful young man with a pair of golden wings, holding a bow.

She asked, "What is this 't'?"

Zheng Jianbin said, "Eros, the god of love."

“Isn’t that Psyche’s husband, the statue in the square?” Li Yufei opened her eyes. “Great, Zheng Jianbin, you’ve got the male lead card.”

Zheng Jianbin smiled.

Li Yufei roughly understood what the game was about; it was similar to Truth or Dare, but she didn't know what the cards were for.

Zheng Jianbin picked Eros, so of course she should pick Psyche.

How do I take it?

"Feifei, you want Psyche, right?" Zheng Jianbin asked before she could even ask.

Li Yufei nodded, "Of course, I have to be your partner."

Zheng Jianbin's smile widened.

He turned to the side and whispered in Li Yufei's ear, "Then you'll tell her in a bit..."

“What was it again?” Li Yufei grabbed his arm, frowning in displeasure. “Slow down, say it again!” she mumbled.

It was Song Xiaona's turn to mock.

This woman's brain must have been pickled and moldy by cosmetics; she complains that she can't remember the answers even if you let her copy them.

If she were to encounter any escape room or supernatural rule-based mystery, Li Yufei would definitely be the first brain-dead cannon fodder to die.

Li Yufei listened twice, then repeated it to Zheng Jianbin to confirm, and walked forward while silently reciting it.

She knelt before the statue and read the three rules aloud—oh no, what was Zheng Jianbin saying again...?

Oh, and he said if you can't remember, just repeat the first article of the Covenant, the description of Psyche, in reverse.

Li Yufei looked at the covenant on the ground. The first clause read: "[The wicked and vile Eros descended upon the world, and was influenced by the beautiful, brave, righteous, kind, resilient, and powerful princess Psyche.]"

She read it backwards: "Am I not beautiful enough... not beautiful enough?! Not brave enough? Not righteous enough? Not resilient enough? Not strong enough?!"

What?! This is the worst lie she's ever told in her life!

Li Yufei confessed before the statue with a strong rhetorical question. The priest didn't say anything, calmly took out a card for her, and repeated the exact same words: "The goddess will forgive your sins. Take it, it will guide you."

Song Xiaona raised an eyebrow and looked at Zheng Jianbin again.

This method is quite clever.

She wasn't familiar with Zheng Jianbin; she only knew that he was a race car driver with a fairly good temper.

In their previous encounters, Zheng Jianbin hadn't left a particularly deep impression on her, but today she got to know him anew.

When asked who the most powerful god is, most people would immediately think of Zeus.

But this is Psyche Manor, where Psyche is worshipped, so it's hard to say which card is stronger, the Zeus card or the Psyche/Eros card.

I didn't expect Zheng Jianbin to be so quick-witted.

“Now that we have all the cards,” Song Xiaona asked the priest, “what’s the next step?”

The priest turned to look at the clock on the chapel wall. “You may choose to continue reading the covenant, confess your sins, or praise the greatness of Psyche.”

"That's it? Seriously?"

The priest did not answer. He retreated to a corner, like a robot vacuum cleaner that had finished its work and returned to its chassis, waiting to make its next appearance.

The group exchanged bewildered glances. After a few minutes, Dean, unable to sit still any longer, waved to the priest: "Hey, Father? Are you really just going to leave us hanging like this?"

The priest remained hidden under his hood, offering no response.

Dean turned to look at Song Xiaona, who was flipping through the first two pages of the Covenant.

She squinted, her gaze fixed on Psyche's painting on the homepage.

This painting is extremely meticulous, vividly depicting the goddess's exquisite beauty and resilience.

But the more she looked, the more she felt a strange sense of déjà vu—

Song Xiaona turned around and glanced at Li Yufei on the other side.

Was it her imagination? The goddess's eyebrows and eyes did look somewhat similar to Li Yufei's.

It's not a resemblance in shape, but rather the innate pride between their brows.

If this covenant was compiled by Cheng Yuzhou, there would be no need for doubt. However, Cheng Yuzhou has been dead for six years, and when their company bought the manor, it was an empty house with no priest at all.

This event was obviously set up recently; it's impossible that their company's planners also had a crush on Li Yufei.

Just a coincidence?

There is also the second page of the covenant.

She had initially thought it contained the love story of Eros and Psyche, but when Song Xiaona reread it, she suddenly discovered that the second half of the article was completely different from the original.

The Greco-Roman system was a mess, with various versions, but this version in the Covenant was really too outrageous, like the crippled statue of Eros in the square, exuding a strangeness.

Seeing that his girlfriend seemed lost in thought and had no intention of leaving, Dean had no choice but to shut up and take out his phone to keep her company.

I don't know if it's because this place is too remote, but the network has been bad ever since I entered the manor. Yesterday it was still intermittent with a bar or two, but today many functions won't load.

Fortunately, I only need to sleep one more night before going back, otherwise he would have really driven me crazy.

Li Yufei and Zheng Jianbin on the other side also showed no intention of leaving.

This is Psyche Manor. They've drawn cards featuring the male and female protagonists. Li Yufei is itching to beat Song Xiaona to a pulp.

After graduating from university, they should have had little contact anymore, but Song Xiaona lingered like a piece of chewing gum.

Not only is Li Yufei always involved in business events and private gatherings, but she also has to get involved in this relationship.

She had barely finished talking to Zheng Jianbin when Song Xiaona poached Zheng Jianbin's navigator.

How despicable.

"Tell me, how exactly do you play this?" Li Yufei flipped through two cards, eager to utterly crush Song Xiaona in this game.

"You can't even get one card in your hand in a card game? Is this like Tarot, where this is just the starting card?"

Zheng Jianbin looked at the two cards in her hand.

The handsome young man with golden wings and the exceptionally beautiful princess stood side by side, both appearing in Li Yufei's slender white hands. Her rose-patterned manicure swept across the card, the glitter shimmering under the top coat.

The ultimate beauty in the world can be contained in a single hand; this is a power that only a god could possess.

Zheng Jianbin's eyes flickered slightly. He remained silent for a long time. Li Yufei looked at him and saw him staring at his hands.

"You only noticed after three days?" She switched the cards to her other hand, stretched out her fingers, and showed off her manicure to him. "Isn't it beautiful?"

“It looks great.” Zheng Jianbin nodded obediently.

Those beautiful, rhythmic movements of the five fingers... "Want a kiss?"

Zheng Jianbin immediately opened his eyes, as if startled, and then asked in a low voice, flattered, "May I kiss you?"

Li Yufei paused, and he just kissed her directly. His sudden question made her a little embarrassed.

"Give me a kiss." She tucked her hair behind her slightly reddened ear and gave him her hand. "Who said you couldn't kiss me?"

He smiled, his eyes crinkling, and gently lifted her hand, bending down to kiss it before the statue of the goddess.

This kiss was filled with devotion.

"Oh dear," Dean clicked his tongue when he saw this scene, feeling utterly bored. "We're in church, the priest is calling us to prayer, what are you two doing?"

Li Yufei had no friendly attitude towards anyone related to Song Xiaona. Just as she was about to retort, Zheng Jianbin held her hand and said, "I am praising her."

He glanced at Dean, who had one foot on the table and was playing with his phone in the other, and suddenly frowned, his tone slightly cold, "But you—this is a chapel, can you not be so undisciplined?"

Dean was taken aback, and hesitantly put his foot down.

What's Zheng Jianbin up to?

Dean glanced at Li Yufei and held his breath.

Forget it, let's save him some face in front of his girlfriend.

The four waited for a while, but none of them believed it was over.

He sat and waited for nearly half an hour. When the quartz clock pointed to seven o'clock, the priest turned and left.

He left the chapel, returned to the small room in the side wing, and closed the door.

"Wait, where are you going?!" Li Yufei took two steps forward. "We haven't explained the rules of the game yet!"

There was no response from behind the door. The four looked at each other in bewilderment. Dean stroked his chin and said, "Wow, it really is just a pure prayer."

"This is outrageous!" After waiting for more than half an hour, this was the result she got. Li Yufei was very unhappy. "Song Xiaona, your game mechanics and the attitude of your staff are terrible."

Song Xiaona was also puzzled.

"Speechless, what a waste of time." Li Yufei pulled Zheng Jianbin along, "Let's go, let's go, I'm all sweaty from the heat."

They left first, and Dean quickly comforted his girlfriend, "As a worship experience, it's quite novel, and the cards they gave us are nice too."

Song Xiaona was too lazy to talk to him. "Let's go, we're going back too."

As I left the chapel, the sun was setting, and the last rays of its light fell on the statues in the square.

Psyche holding a candle, and Eros bending down beside her.

The statue is classic and intimate—except that all of Cupid's main wings are broken and there are traces of damage at the knees.

The manor contained many small, strange details. Individually, they seemed harmless, but when put together, they made Song Xiaona a little uncomfortable. Among them, the crippled statue of Eros was the most unsettling.

In the original myth, there was a princess named Psyche in the human world, who possessed unparalleled beauty in both appearance and heart.

Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, was extremely jealous of her and sent her son Eros to assassinate the princess.

Eros, who descended to earth, was captivated by the princess's beauty and shot an arrow at her that instead pierced himself, thus falling in love with Psyche at first sight.

He built a magnificent palace for Psyche, where they married.

Eros didn't want to reveal his identity, so he made a pact with Psyche that he would only appear when he was blindfolded each night.

When Psyche's sisters heard about this, they told her to secretly remove the ribbon covering her eyes and kill the person immediately if she found out they were an ugly monster.

One late night, Psyche waited until Eros fell asleep, then took off the ribbon, held up the lamp, and saw her husband.

There are various versions of the stories of Western gods, and so is the story of Psyche.

Some say that Psyche was so captivated by Eros's beauty that she was so engrossed in watching him that hot candle wax dripped down and burned him; others say that Psyche was carrying a knife when she peeked at Eros that Eros misunderstood her.

In short, Eros, awakened, left in anger.

In search of Eros, Psyche went to the palace of Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Aphrodite, in order to get rid of her, made her complete three impossible tasks.

Psyche completed them all, but also lost his life in the process.

When Eros calmed down and returned to find her, she had already fallen into eternal slumber.

Some versions say that Psyche's spirit moved the gods, while others say that Eros pleaded with the gods.

Regardless of the version, the story ends with Psyche being resurrected and enshrined as the goddess of soul, mind, and butterfly.

The different versions differ in details, but they all follow the same general pattern.

But on the second page of the Covenant, a completely different story is told.

Eros was scalded by the hot oil and woke up with a start.

He stormed off, only to be grabbed by Princess Psyche.

Psyche was captivated by the beauty of Eros, the god of love. She broke his wings, smashed his knees, and imprisoned him in this magnificent palace.

She took meticulous care of Eros, and Eros, who was already deeply in love with Psyche, quickly came to his senses and realized that he shouldn't have lost his temper with Psyche.

The divine power allowed his wounds to heal rapidly; his wings were healed and his knees were restored. To put Psyche at ease, Eros repeatedly broke his primary feathers and smashed his knees while carrying Psyche, but Psyche eventually discovered him.

Psyche realized Eros's love for her and was deeply moved. The two resolved their differences and became very close.

As time went on, Eros could no longer bear the thought of death taking Psyche away, and begged his mother Aphrodite to grant Psyche immortality.

Aphrodite, angered by her son's betrayal, gave Eros three terrible trials—the same trials Aphrodite gave Psyche in the original story, but which were given to Eros in the Covenant.

These were three impossible trials. Eros suffered several setbacks, but with Psyche's encouragement, he regained his courage and confidence.

They completed their trials, and the gods were deeply moved. They made Psyche the goddess of soul, heart, and butterfly, and the two lived happily ever after in that palace.

Song Xiaona frowned as she read it. Even though most Greek and Roman myths were absurd, none of them made her feel uncomfortable as this version.

The plot itself wasn't too outlandish, but some of the word choices were quite strange:

"Eros has regained consciousness."

He realized how much Psyche loved him.

"He had no ability to complete the trial at all; he relied entirely on Psyche's guidance..."

"The radiant Psyche gave him a new life."

"His world revolves around Psyche; he only needs Psyche."

"His body was weak and decaying, but fortunately his soul was dominated by Psyche and basked in Psyche's radiance."

The sheer volume of similar wording made Song Xiaona feel inexplicably uncomfortable, even somewhat mentally polluted.

She closed the strange covenant and placed it on her bedside table.

The signal was consistently bad, and she couldn't get in touch with anyone outside. When she gets back tomorrow, she'll have to go to the company and ask who wrote this thing.

The next day was the return trip, and the Thunder team members went back to their rooms and went to sleep early.

All was quiet, with a faint scent of roses drifting into the room on the night breeze; it was a sweet and peaceful night.

While she was asleep, Song Xiaona suddenly felt a sharp pain on her face.

A burning pain ran down her nose and across half her face, startling her awake. When she opened her eyes, she was shocked to see a dark figure standing by the bed, staring down at her!

Song Xiaona's pupils suddenly contracted.

The moonlight outside the window was bright and not very dim, so she could see clearly that the person beside the bed was not a person—it was a dark shadow, a pure shadow!

The slender figure remained bent over, staring at her closely.

In an instant, Song Xiaona's mind went blank.

What is this? What is this?!

She lay stiff on the bed, her whole body frozen.

The dark figure drew closer and closer, almost touching Song Xiaona's face, with a strong scent of roses wafting through the air.

An overly strong rose scent deteriorates into a rotten, pungent odor.

A scream stuck in her throat, the sticky floral scent felt tangible, blocking her mouth and nose, almost suffocating her.

Suddenly, the covenant I had heard four times in the chapel popped into my mind:

[The remnants of Eros's assassination attempt on the goddess have not completely dissipated. A shadow lingers; if you feel a burning pain while sleeping at night, do not open your eyes! If you have already opened your eyes, please leave the room immediately!]

Unable to speak or move, Song Xiaona's legs were too weak to move. Suddenly, she heard Dean shout from next door: "Holy crap, what the hell is that!"

A series of clattering sounds followed by Dean's hurried footsteps.

He got out of bed and ran outside.

No...that's not right!

In her extreme fear, Song Xiaona suddenly realized something—she turned her dry eyes and looked at the dark figure's hand.

A dark figure with its head bowed and body bent forward, holding something in one hand, with tiny flames swaying in the wind.

[Shadow Remains]

[If you experience a burning sensation while sleeping at night, do not open your eyes!]

[If you have opened your eyes, please leave the room immediately!]

No! No! We can't escape!

We cannot escape!!!

Song Xiaona gripped the bedsheets beneath her. She heard the door to the next room open and Dean rush out of the room.

The next moment, the man's scream rang out.

Pfft—

In the sweet fragrance of roses in the quiet night, the sounds of blood splattering and bones shattering echoed.

A statue of Eros with its main feathers broken and knees shattered flashed before Song Xiaona's eyes.

After a while, the shadowy figure that had been pressing against Song Xiaona finally got tired of looking at her.

It slowly receded, disappearing into the night.

Song Xiaona slumped on the bed, panting heavily, her whole body drenched in cold sweat.

She hadn't recovered and couldn't and dared not look at the scene outside the door.

Immediately, another scream erupted from upstairs.

Song Xiaona suddenly straightened up; it was Li Yufei's voice!

She threw off the sweat-soaked blanket, but as she got out of bed, the lingering fear made her hesitate.

Song Xiaona gritted her teeth, turned around to get her phone, and dialed Li Yufei's number, but there was only a busy signal.

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Author's Note: [The large number of similar word choices gathered together made Song Xiaona feel inexplicably uncomfortable after reading it, and even felt somewhat mentally polluted.]

↑When an independent, strong woman opens a novel about a doting husband and a dream man

Because of the popular saying online, "The kittens and puppies are waiting for a kind-hearted god," the idea of ​​"building a statue for the female lead" was considered for use in the first episode.

But I later realized that this logic was wrong.

The idea that "God is stronger than man" is a human concept.

To Lulu, why should a god be compared to Lu Qi?

Moreover, the owner is the dog's top resource. Forget about building a church and inviting people to come and see it, he would rather dig a hole and bury it.