Chapter 194 Dream Faith
Peter Pan did not leave the key before he left, so the chain could not be unlocked for the time being. The rust on the iron ring was soaked with blood and seeped in bit by bit.
Shi Yu's cuts had been treated, but his temperature couldn't be lowered. His lips were peeling from the high fever, but the color was pale. His palms were full of sweat, and even his breath was scalding hot.
Ji Congyang was squatting beside the bed, putting the last piece of tape on the cut on the other person's right wrist. He had to hold the iron ring the whole time to prevent pressure while worrying about scratches and infection. He also had to be careful not to hurt the person accidentally by wrapping the gauze. After he finished the treatment, he was also sweating and finally got up to open the door.
Qiao Yan pushed the door open and glanced at the bed: "How is it now?"
"Fell asleep." Ji Congyang returned the bandage and iodine to him, "How did you get that chain up there? I had to hold it up while bandaging it, and my hands weren't enough."
Qiao Yan: "Can't you ask someone to come in and help you carry it?"
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Ji Congyang was confused.
Oh yeah, why didn't he call someone to help him?
Qiao Yan continued, "It should have been locked by Peter Pan."
Ji Congyang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Oh."
"You're not surprised at all?"
"What are you surprised about? Peter Pan would play the prison game?" Ji Congyang took a piece of the remaining cream cake on the table. "He could kill his good friend so mercilessly, so why is it so strange to imprison someone now?"
Qiao Yan paused: "Killing a friend?"
He remembered that he didn't seem to have said this yet.
"Isn't that what's written in the original book?" Ji Congyang tasted the cream, which was a bit greasy. He smacked his lips, "Peter Pan, who never grows up, will hate adults, so if someone grows up, Peter Pan will think that the other person has betrayed him and kill the other person. There are no adults on Neverland because all children will be killed by Peter Pan on the day they grow up."
Qiao Yan looked at him and asked, "Which original work are you reading?"
"How many original works can there be?" Ji Congyang was puzzled. "Isn't there just one original version?"
【Grass? ? ? 】
[Is this the character design of Peter Pan? ? ]
[What I'm watching is really a fake fairy tale]
[It’s normal, after all, such a dark plot must be edited before publication]
[Now I am not surprised at all why Peter Pan has such a yandere personality. I am more curious about the source of Ji Congyang’s storybook.]
Shuying did not stay by the bed. She went to the balcony after making sure that he was not in immediate danger of life. She was in a position where she could see everyone in the room as soon as she raised her head and opened her eyes. Her sight never shifted, but she stopped out of courtesy.
Qiao Yan didn't really understand him, but he didn't bother to understand. He took the small box he brought with him to the balcony railing and said, "I forgot to ask you last time, what exactly do you want to do by taking the trouble to collect the fragments of the God's Domain?"
"After Fu Ye betrayed us, the Lord God went into seclusion for a long time, saying that it was to punish the traitor, but all the gods in the temple knew that he didn't even show up for the required meetings during that time." Shu Ying closed her eyes lightly, then opened them again, "We all know that he was injured, beaten by the traitor."
Qiao Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the lock on the wooden box: "Isn't this the reason why you never suspected he was a fake?"
Shuying ignored the sarcasm in his tone: "Afterwards, even when he appeared in front of others, his divine power was always weak. This is the most obvious sign that his godhood is incomplete and unstable."
Qiao Yan didn't stop, and took the time to look up at him: "You wanted to find his missing godhood for him, but the godhood turned into a divine domain?"
Shuying did not deny: "After the system was built, the gods in charge of the temple were the first batch of players to enter the God's Domain. It took a year and a half from the beginning when they just randomly packed the players into the God's Domain, to later testing and summarizing the dungeon information in advance, and finally being able to bring ordinary people in."
It was later improved, put into use, and updated from generation to generation, and the gods in charge were the first batch of people to test it personally.
Even gods are not afraid of death. They hold great power in the temple and can call the wind and rain in the divine world. There are so many wonderful things they have not seen.
But even though entering the divine realm was risky, and even though a single mistake could result in death, they still came.
Shuying looked at the shadow on the ground: "I want to help him, no matter what. The same goes for them."
Qiao Yan knew that the "they" he was referring to were the other gods in charge.
The lock on the wooden box opened at this moment.
Qiao Yan removed the lock and opened the wooden box.
A bag of realgar and a bottle of honeysuckle essential oil.
One drives away snakes, the other attracts them.
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"You wanted to use a poisonous snake to kill Peter Pan before?!" Ji Congyang was shocked.
Qiao Yan glanced to the side.
Ji Congyang also looked to the side. Fortunately, no one was woken up. He lowered his voice: "Why?"
Qiao Yan casually placed the box of realgar and essential oil on the table and leaned against the wall: "Didn't you see everything?"
Ji Congyang noticed the mess in the room as soon as he came in, and thinking about the chains tied around Shi Yu's wrists, "Because of Peter Pan's imprisonment? We imprisoned you before we entered this game..."
Qiao Yan had a blank expression on his face.
"...playing the role of the tin soldier." Ji Congyang changed his words in time, "Then the tin soldier wanted revenge? Or to escape? Oh, yes, to kill Peter Pan in return, right? Didn't you find Peter Pan's body in the forest before? Wasn't he killed by the tin soldier using the poisonous snake?"
The speculation was quite logical, but unfortunately the result was wrong.
"Peter Pan was killed by a lion?"
Qiao Yan: "He was killed by the lion lured by Little Red Riding Hood."
Ji Congyang was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly ran out, and came back a few minutes later holding a bottle of wine.
The wine bottle contained an object of unknown shape, which was roughly yellow in color. The small grids inside were standard hexagons. Gray, black and yellow creatures in the grids were flapping their wings and buzzing. Just one look at it could make people suffer from claustrophobia.
"You got the hive from the castle?"
"There's a beehive on the windowsill of my room." Ji Congyang shook the transparent long-necked glass wine bottle, "I picked it off and stuffed it into the wine bottle."
Qiao Yan was speechless.
Obviously, both of them have physical mutations and are not afraid of wasp stings or poisonous snake bites, but why is Ji Congyang Pinocchio with all four limbs intact, while he has to be a one-legged tin soldier?
Can you do whatever you want just because you are lucky?
As Qiao Yan thought about it, his gaze shifted to Shi Yu.
The other person was still lying on the bed, his wrists and neck wrapped in white bandages.
Because he couldn't use medicine, Ji Congyang tried his best to stop his bleeding. It would probably be easier to put three circles on him than it is now. If he wrapped him with one more layer of gauze, he would be strangled to death.
But if Peter Pan had gone after the Tin Soldier instead of Little Red Riding Hood tonight, he might not have ended up like this even if he had just stood there and been beaten.
Qiao Yan came to a conclusion in his mind.
It's really beyond my control if I'm unlucky.
Ji Congyang didn't know what his childhood friend was thinking: "Now that the bees, lions, and snakes are all here, could it be that the six animals on the steps are actually the characters played by the players to kill Peter Pan?"
Qiao Yan stood up: "I guess so."
Ji Congyang: "Will it be helpful for the mission if we find all the evidence related to the six animals?"
Qiao Yan did not deny it. He pulled him by the hand as he passed by and said, "There are three more animals. Go find them quickly."
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Shuying sat on the chair and looked down at the person on the bed.
The person on the bed was sleeping soundly. He didn't show any reaction to the long conversation that just took place next to him. His eyelashes were very long and his brows were still unconsciously furrowed. It was unclear whether he was feeling uncomfortable or thinking about something.
He didn't dare to show it when there were people around, and only now, when it was late at night and the other person was unaware, did he dare to get closer, even if it was just to take a serious look at the other person.
As if such a close observation was some shameless luxury.
The gods in charge are not selected by anyone, but are born. They have the divinity in their bodies from birth to be compatible with the position they belong to.
Many gods and people say that the chief god is favored by heaven. In fact, no one knows that before entering the temple, the chief god was born in the mortal world and grew up among mortals. He could only enter the realm of gods with the introduction of the main god.
Shuying Zhang grew up by the sea, and his family owned the largest body of water in the village. When he was four or five years old, many people were keen on buying live clams to dig for pearls, and his father caught up with the trend and made a fortune by selling clams, becoming the richest man in the village.
However, the probability of getting pearls from clams is too low. What you are gambling on is not luck but the wealth you have worked hard to save. Some people become rich overnight, but more people lose everything because of it. People in that era did not have much legal concept. After losing everything, they always wanted to find someone to vent their anger. His father was killed by an axe, and his mother was killed by a group of men. The village chief who let the group in divided the money they found in the house with the villagers.
Because he was pushed when they entered the room, his head hit the wall and he lay motionless in the corner. Everyone thought he had fainted, but no one knew that he was watching right next to them, watching his father's hands and feet fall to the ground, watching his mother cry in despair, watching the bright colors in his sight being painted pale one by one, until the blood splashed on his face slowly flowed down into his lips and teeth. He tasted death for the first time.
He took advantage of the time when they were robbing him to escape, and jumped out of the window into the sea. The bandits were chasing him from behind, and he swam desperately from the time the sun was high to the time it was getting dark. When he looked back and could no longer see the pursuers, the exhaustion of his body began to drag him into the deep sea.
Then a pair of hands reached into the water and pulled him out.
When he was a child, he heard his parents talk about the existence of gods. However, when he curled up in the corner, no matter how much he prayed, no god would support him. When he was on the sea, the fire in his heart burned more and more fiercely. Even at the moment of death, he only regretted not taking up the knife of revenge himself before running away.
Until later he activated the godhead.
Young children do not understand that a long sword needs a scabbard. The power that does not belong to this world has given him the sharpest blade of light. Thousands of families were strangled by the neck and knelt on the ground begging for mercy. The feeling of controlling the life and death of all things can make everyone addicted, but in the end he just threw the machete against their heads, walked into the crowd and watched them being beaten and their homes confiscated. From then on, he could only hug beggars for the rest of his life.
He does not believe in God, he only believes in the Lord God.
Create a system, enter the divine realm, establish a guild, recruit players, complete quests, and risk punishment to deceive the world under the rules of heaven. All you want is one thing.
Shuying knelt beside the bed, lowered her head, and the expression on her face looked like she was praying.
"grown ups."
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