Chapter 441 Little NPC and Player Boss 19
Who would have known that when he looked over, he saw Cha Jiu sitting cross-legged on the tribute table, with an osmanthus cake in his left hand and a large pancake in his right hand, eating with gusto.
Not only that.
There were countless mountains of chocolate piled up around her.
It was exactly the kind that Yan Wugui gave her from the space last time.
A voice in the void tempted her: "You like eating, right? Make a wish. If you make a wish to me, you will have endless delicious food to eat in your life."
"don't want."
Cha Jiu was enjoying the meal and refused firmly: "Yan Yan will buy me lots of delicious food. I don't need to make a wish to you to get it."
I don't know why.
It is clearly a very dangerous situation.
But when Yan Wugui saw this scene, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
As expected, girls need to be raised in a wealthy environment.
Fortunately, he didn't treat Chajiu badly with snacks, otherwise the child would have been easily kidnapped today.
Act after careful planning. Seeing that Cha Jiu was temporarily safe in the illusion, Yan Wugui did not rush over to confront the mountain god head-on, but planned to wait and see the situation.
The mountain god, who hadn't even revealed his shadow, continued to seduce: "But what I give you is endless. Isn't it true that the more you like, the better?"
Cha Jiu ate so much that his stomach was full and he burped. The air was filled with the sweet smell of chocolate.
"Is this all you can give me? I'm tired of it. No such things as Meng Long, Wei Long, Zhu Yi Long, etc."
The mountain god was stunned: "What are you talking about?"
Cha Jiu said, "You don't even know these delicious foods, you are such a bumpkin."
In fact, the mountain god can only create illusions based on the memories of those who enter, allowing them to possess things that they have imagined countless times in their heads in the illusion, and then ask them to lose them. Through this strong contrast between sadness and joy, the deepest desires in people's hearts are aroused, causing them to abandon reason and make greedy wishes.
Cha Jiu's body is that of a tapeworm and he has never seen a dream dragon before. He has only heard of it from Yan Wugui.
Therefore, the mountain god has no way to create a corresponding illusion.
"So forget it. Yanyan will buy it for me. He is much more knowledgeable than you." Her tone was full of disgust.
Yan Wugui, whose figure was blocked by the pillar, pursed his lips and tried his best not to laugh.
The mountain god was so angry that he jumped up and down: "You are ignorant! Your whole family is ignorant! Who is that Yanyan that you can't leave out of every sentence!"
It feels like the wife forcing the mistress to reveal her identity.
Without waiting for Cha Jiu to answer, it angrily explored the memory.
"So you are an outsider! You are just a white pig, how can you eat outsiders? You are one of the villagers! The village is the world you should stay in!"
Cha Jiu jumped down from the offering table, brushed the dust off his hands, and shook his head, saying, "I'm not with you guys. Yanyan is my companion. In the future, I will leave the village and stay with him forever."
Companion, forever.
Hearing these two words, Yan Wugui's usually calm heart trembled for a moment, and a mixture of emotions filled his heart.
He didn't expect that the little white worm was so dependent on him, but he would have to leave the game world sooner or later. What should she do then?
The mountain god suddenly calmed down. After a moment of silence, he laughed and said, "So that's how it is."
It seemed to have discovered something.
"You like that outsider, and you want to become a real human being and be with him, right?"
The mountain god's words shocked Yan Wugui. He was stunned at first, then looked towards Cha Jiu, only to see the little dumpling wrinkled up his face, seeming to be completely confused about what he said.
"What is love?" she asked, seemingly puzzled.
"You will know if you try it"
As the mountain god finished speaking, a wisp of black mist appeared out of thin air and swirled around Cha Jiu. Soon, a hazy light emanated from her body, and she gradually changed from a cute and tender child to a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old!
Cha Jiu looked down at the changes in his body and was very surprised.
Yan Wugui, who was originally in an anxious and complicated mood, couldn't help but be distracted for a few seconds when the white light faded and he saw Cha Jiu's face clearly.
The girl has a graceful posture, a slim figure, and skin as white and delicate as milk.
On her delicate little face, which is smaller than a palm, she has a straight nose and bright red lips. When her full lips are slightly pursed, they are like sweet ripe berries being pressed against a thin skin, glossy and seductive.
The eyes, slightly widened due to surprise, were watery and misty, looking both ignorant and innocent; but the red at the end of the eyes and the slightly upturned peach blossom shape added a bit of charm to this innocence.
So-called incomparable beauty and the charm of just enough.
This is perfectly reflected in Cha Jiu's girlish body.
This extremely contradictory yet stunning beauty far exceeded Yan Wugui's imagination of the white dragon's transformation.
The mountain god not only helped Cha Jiu transform, but also created a person who looked exactly like Yan Wugui.
Cha Jiu's eyes widened.
Oh my god, it’s really a one-to-one restoration.
She chatted with the system in her mind, with an envious tone: "If only I had the mountain god's ability to transform, I could have as many as I want, as many as I want..."
The system quickly interrupted her: "You'd better think about how to break the illusion."
A head full of color waste!
At this moment, the "Yan Wugui" in front of him moved.
He first glanced at the surrounding environment, was slightly startled, then quickly regained his composure and looked down at Cha Jiu: "How did you fall into the illusion? Come on, I'll take you out."
Having said that, "Yan Wugui" took Cha Jiu's hand and walked out of the mountain god temple decisively.
Behind the stone pillar, the real Yan Wugui stared at the two people's touching hands with a grim expression, and followed them.
…
Cha Jiu knew that the "Yan Wugui" beside him was a fake.
But I have to say it.
The mountain god’s ability to forge lies is simply too strong.
Not only is the appearance exactly the same, this high imitation even perfectly replicates Yan Wugui's calm and wise personality.
He took Cha Jiu to avoid several attacks from the villagers and kept looking for a way out in the village.
Cha Jiu said nothing, just followed behind him and observed the surroundings silently.
The system was worried: "You don't really believe that this high-quality imitation can help you find the way out of the illusion."
Cha Jiu thought to himself, "Of course it's impossible, but we can do the opposite, eliminate all the paths and methods he pointed out, and then start with the places he has never touched."
Gao Fang pointed to a building and said, "This is the village chief's home. Let's go in and see if there are any clues."
Cha Jiu pointed to the inconspicuous little house next door and said, "Why don't we go to this one?"
Gao Fang's expression changed slightly, and he said calmly, "It seems that only a widow lives in this house. There's nothing to see."
"Xiao Chong, trust me. I will take you out of the illusion and out of the village to the world where I live."
This sentence is very tempting.
But Cha Jiu remained unmoved and turned around to walk towards the small earthen house.
Gao Fang's expression suddenly turned cold, and he was about to step forward and grab her, but someone broke his neck from behind.
“……”The illusion died on the spot.
At the same time, the mountain god in the distance seemed to sense the presence of the invaders and became angry.
The clear sky began to darken.
All the villagers were mutated. Their heads and normal skin melted away in an instant, revealing the rotten flesh and corpse spots inside. They turned into headless corpses and crawled towards Cha Jiu.
"Walk!"
Yan Wugui threw the imitation corpse aside, quickly held Cha Jiu in his arms, and hid in the small earthen house.
The door was closed and locked.
Two warm bodies pressed tightly against each other.
tight fit.
There is no distance.
Cha Jiu's heart was beating fast, and her hands were still softly resting on Yan Wugui's chest.
"Yan Yan..."
"Are you okay?"
They both spoke at the same time.
Cha Jiu couldn't help but look up, and her full lips happened to be pressed against Yan Wugui's thin lips when he lowered his head to look at her.
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