Chapter 21 Mountain God (with comics)
Qi Heng waited in the dark corner, paying attention to the movements nearby while staring at the high priest's house.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of two villagers talking together. He stood up calmly, moved over step by step, and used his good hearing to eavesdrop.
"I'm so nervous! It's finally my turn to take part in the sacrifice this time!" A man looked excited and happy. He lowered his voice deliberately when he said this, and his tone was full of pride.
His companions holding brooms looked at him enviously and said, "You are so lucky. When I followed your example and went to ask the high priest for help, I was severely scolded. They said that I was not sincere and that getting close to the mountain god would cause the god's anger."
"Oh, next time you go to ask for something good, the high priest will be much more accommodating. If you ask for something without gifts, even the mountain god will be angry."
"So that's how it is... Thank you, if it weren't for you I wouldn't know what I did wrong."
"What's the big deal? We grew up together. Don't I know whether you are sincere or not? Relax."
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What followed was some meaningless consolation between them. Qi Heng listened with boredom, his hands busy pulling weeds.
About a quarter of an hour later, an anxious old man knocked on the high priest's door with some fruit. When he saw the person behind the door, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had found his backbone. He quickly asked someone to follow him and said that something had happened at home.
The head priest had a kind face that Qi Heng had never seen before. He pushed back the fruit handed to him by the old man and gently advised him to take it back: "Don't panic, Lao Li. Since I am the village priest, these are just my job. There is no reason for me to accept gifts. Take it back quickly and go to your place to check."
Wow, the old man has two faces.
Qi Heng patted his clothes and cleaned up the mess of grass. He quietly went around and sneaked into the high priest's room through a convenient window.
He landed silently and walked to the bed purposefully. He lifted the sheets and leaned over to look under the bed.
Sure enough, I guessed it would be hidden here.
Qi Heng stretched out his hand, being careful not to touch the dust on the ground, and carefully took out a black box. It was probably taken out often, so it was clean and dust-free.
Being quick does have a lot of advantages, such as being able to take things out of someone else's pocket without any effort. Qi Heng took out the key, smoothly inserted it into the lock of the box and turned it. With a "click", the lid jumped open.
Inside are some headbands that girls love, and belts for men. The styles are varied and the designs are different, all well kept in boxes.
Qi Heng picked up a few pieces and looked at them carefully. Some were worn, while others were intact and had been wiped regularly.
After putting the black box back in its place without error, he got up and went to search other places, specifically looking for treasures in tricky corners.
In the cabinet were valuable things given by others, in the basin were filled with fresh fruits, there were different gold and silver jewelry, and letters from the villagers asking about the mountain god. The letters were divided into several piles, and the replies varied in length and tone.
This high priest has almost absolute power in the village. He loves money and likes to show off his status. He says one thing to people and says another behind their backs, dividing the villagers into different classes.
I don’t know if he is really capable or just has great rhetoric skills, but he can make the villagers so obedient and submissive, like a local emperor.
There were overlapping footsteps outside. Qi Heng listened carefully and heard the sound of jewelry colliding when the high priest walked. So he didn't stay any longer, and quietly left through the window.
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In the world of comic publishing, on a day when people were still arguing on the forums, Doomsday was updated.
People who clicked in and saw the cover spread the news, causing those readers who had been persistently arguing with each other to put aside their hatred and shake hands and make peace: new characters appeared in this update! Stop arguing and come and see!
Readers are eager to try, thinking about completely different things at the same time and clicking on the same interface. There was already a comment from someone with the fastest hand speed claiming that he was number one, but no one paid attention as he was drowned out by a bunch of excited comments.
"Let me see, let me see! The characters in Doomsday are all very interesting. Every time a new character comes, there's one more wall. I love this place!"
“You guys are so noisy… Wow, this is a rare young character! Ahhhhh my XP is about to go crazy!!”
"In this world full of grown men and women, the first boy-shaped figure has finally been born. I would like to make today a anniversary to commemorate the love between me and this new character."
"The protagonists are going to the dungeon again, Xiaoye Muyu An'an, I'm coming!"
"The stance of this new character is completely different from that of Bai Day, and his eyes are much clearer."
"Heh, is it coming again? I'll bet on being honest!"
"Who's afraid of who? I'm betting all my dignity and stones on the villain!"
"Please calm down, gamblers. It feels good to be high, but you will end up in the crematorium afterwards. Your bank account is empty and the forum is filled with tears (prayer.jpg)"
This time on the cover page, the protagonists are no longer wearing uniforms welded to their bodies. Instead, they are wearing cheap fabrics with a sense of age, which look different with their good looks.
But more attention was focused on a person who had never appeared before. This new character, who was shouted by readers as "It's a boy!", was no less capable than the trio.
He has a handsome face, cold eyes and the vigor and vitality that is unique to a teenager. A pair of eyes stares at the reader without any deviation, making people inexplicably feel like they are being watched.
But his eyes are round, his gaze is clear, and the corners of his eyes are slightly upturned, which eliminates the sense of oppression brought by the direct gaze, and only makes the barrage of readers like Reese Hasha want to eat him say "Hart is soft".
It has to be said that there is a purpose behind the light ball. Qi Heng said that his eyes are not that big at all and the artistic processing is overdone.
The main film begins with the protagonists taking a new mission after their rest. In the office, the superior pushed the file to Lin Muyu, telling him that the survival rate of this copy was higher, and that one person had already entered and was waiting. After a series of analysis, it was decided to assign this task to a team of three.
[It is probably because that person is very capable.] According to the information, the other party is an idle psychic who has taken on many commissions in recent years and completed them successfully. He is young, but has great potential. This is incredible. The young are to be feared! If possible, you should do your best to recruit them. 】
The officer winked at him, and Lin Muyu looked away and picked up the document to look through it.
[Okay. We'll do our best.] 】
[Come on, you are the best talker in your team. If you can't do it, let Si Yu'an take over. He is also quick-witted and can appeal to people's emotions and reason. If you two attack together, can't you take down this psychic? 】
[Xiao Ye is also good at speaking.] 】Lin Muyu added lightly.
After hearing this, the officer held his forehead, took a deep breath, and sighed heavily: [Xiao Ye, this child just likes to tell the truth. I'll be thankful if he doesn't say anything bad to others. 】
Lin Muyu was used to ignoring this officer who was only a few years older than them but liked to speak in an elder's tone. After reading the document, he left politely without looking at the person with exaggerated acting skills on the chair, but forgot to say goodbye.
The trio met and teased each other. With the experience from last time, they reached the black fog faster this time, with mints stuffed in their mouths to wake themselves up.
As the electronic sound rang out, the copy began. The three were teleported to different rooms and sat on the prickly hardwood boards. They stood up and observed at the same time. Soon they came together tacitly and went to look for the fourth player.
It was not yet time for the village to officially wake up, and villagers were walking out in groups of three or four, chatting and chatting. They skillfully avoided the NPCs without alerting them, and finally found a conspicuous figure standing still in front of a house on the edge.
The man had a slender figure and a thin frame compared to an adult. She was facing the three people sideways, gazing at the towering bright red temple, the little tuft of hair on the back of her head twirling in the wind.
Almost at the moment when the protagonists cast their first glance, the boy immediately turned around and met the gaze of the three people.
Si and An waved and greeted him happily, and the four of them officially met.
When the barrage of comments split into several groups, one part frantically analyzed the personality of the new character, one part howled "Little Jijiu" was cute, and one part thought that the new character might join the protagonist group, the four of them had already finished introducing themselves, and the boy had turned around to look for clues alone.
"I always feel that Mao Mao might be a knife-wielding person. I have proved it with my radar and experience. This young and lonely person with a cold personality is suspected to join the government. He also said that life and death are determined by fate. This is simply a full buff QAQ."
"Think positively. Everyone in this comic is a knife-wielding spirit. If there is a personal spin-off, it will all be naked suffering."
"Indeed, not to mention that the protagonists' tragic lives are destined. When An An saw the cat, he must have thought of his brothers and sisters in the welfare home. He hasn't been back to visit them for a long time since he joined the government."
"Is that a nickname? It's quite fitting. I wonder what Cat's special ability is. If it's suitable, I'm afraid she will really join the trio."
"Xiao Ye and An An have good intuition, and the captain has a good eye for people. The three of them all have a good impression of Qi Heng. I have already foreseen that only An An will speak among the four people. XD"
"These people's personalities really complement each other, but the cat is not familiar with them yet, and was scared away by their enthusiasm, haha ...
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Several people returned to their respective rooms. The electronic voice's words were remembered clearly, and without knowing the character's settings, no one dared to talk to the villagers.
The comic tells the story of four people in a segmented form: either an overwhelming search, a carefully selected search, an intuitive search, or a random search. It's like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing off their magical powers, and once again giving the forum's analysis freaks a chance to take out their microscopes.
Ye Yunhe stared at the abstract wood sculpture, unable to tell what kind of creature it was for a moment. She silently picked up the fruit in front of her and smelled it. She wanted to take a bite but gave up and poked the incense that had just been lit.
Lin Muyu looked at the plan in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly. He found that he had drawn an unexpected identity card. He began to note the map route on the paper and the little information revealed between the lines. It took a lot of time to write the words so densely packed together.
Tsukasa and An try to analyze the strange wooden sign. When it failed, he threw the things on the bed and continued searching, but the wooden sign hit the hardwood floor with a dull thud and fell to the ground with the force, and he picked it up again in silence.
Qi Heng was staring at the letter, trying hard to decipher the ugly handwriting, and a hint of unconscious disgust appeared on his usually cold face. He was tossing the wooden sign in his hand, and he also didn't understand the meaning of the mysterious lines on it.
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