Chapter 66 Is there a God in this world?
In the House of Marriage
Zuo An had woken up at some point, and after hearing that it was the ball that saved him, he quickly accepted it, and he didn't know why.
His body, which had been sore and tired after being frightened, was surprisingly relaxed. He had never felt so good before.
Looking back, the two monsters that had just scared him didn't seem so scary.
And he had no time to be afraid. As soon as he woke up and got the explanation from the ball, he found that humans had come to the Marriage House.
An old man with a long beard and wearing a Taoist robe was facing a spirit emitting a faint golden light, crying and laughing. A young man was lying on the ground with blood on his forehead.
Zuo An jumped up from the sofa, quickly dragged the boy to the sofa, touched his nose and found that he was still breathing, so he hurriedly got the first aid kit to treat the boy's wound.
He couldn't treat serious illnesses, but he knew how to disinfect and bandage external injuries. After getting off work at Insect Star, he worked hard to look up information and practice.
Since he is already an employee of the House of Marriage of All Worlds, he should treat it well, especially in the strange world that has arrived. It concerns human lives, and he can no longer ignore the NPCs in it like when playing a copy in a game.
"Ouch." The boy was awakened by the pain, seemingly due to the stimulation of alcohol. He opened his eyes and met Zuo An's fair face.
The next moment, his eyes widened and he pointed at Zuo An, "You... weren't you sucked to death by some strange force?"
"Ah? What do you mean by sucking essence?" Zuo An looked confused. The ball floating next to him immediately turned around. It didn't see any black-clothed ghost.
"It's a black-clothed ghost with white hair and red eyes. My master and I saw it and pressed you on the sofa to suck your energy." The young man spoke quickly and urgently, but his pronunciation was very clear and Zuo An heard it clearly.
"Where is the black-clad ghost?" A picture suddenly flashed through Zuo An's mind, but it became blurred before he could see it clearly.
"That's right, that's right." The young man sat up and looked around. Hey, where is the ghost in black?
"Hey, Master? Ah, something strange is happening." The young man screamed when he saw the translucent figure in front of the old man with a long beard.
This caused the old man with a long beard and the spirit to turn around and look over.
The young man turned over and pulled Zuo An to hide behind the sofa. Then he stuck his head out and anxiously shouted to the old man with a long beard, "Master, come here quickly, there is something strange going on with you."
"Oh, Junior Brother, you have accepted a disciple?" The spirit looked at his junior brother with satisfaction.
The old man with a long beard quickly wiped his face with his sleeves. It was covered with tears and snot. He looked really dirty. Senior brother just looked at him like that. Wouldn’t he think he was particularly ugly now?
"This is your uncle-master, not Gui."
"ah?"
After the explanation, the two of them, along with their spirit, sat on the sofa and drank the warm milk tea Zuo An had brewed. (The spirit could only watch from the side.)
After staying in the cold and mysterious place for a long time, everyone wants to drink a cup of warm milk tea.
"Ah, where is the black-clothed ghost, Master?" The young man put down the cup and kept asking the old man with a long beard.
Zuo An also looked at the old man with a long beard curiously. Everyone said that he was pressed on the sofa by some black-clothed ghost who sucked his energy, so how come he had no recollection of it at all?
Moreover, he now had endless energy all over his body, as if he had taken a tonic pill, and it didn't look like his vital energy had been sucked away.
"Oh, that black-clothed ghost." Yuanqiu squatted on Zuo An's shoulder, looking at the old man with a long beard with burning eyes, and a red light flashed in his eyes.
The long-bearded old man's decades of experience immediately made him understand what was going on. He immediately sat up straight and said, "I've beaten him away."
Oh, my junior brother is lying! The spirit did not expose his junior brother. He has a disciple now, so he has to give him face.
"Wow, Master is so awesome." The young man looked at the old man with a long beard, his eyes full of stars, his admiration was beyond words.
"Ahem." The old man with a long beard looked around awkwardly, not daring to look at his young disciple or his senior brother beside him.
"Ah, you must be Mr. Zuo An and Mr. Yuanqiu." The old man with a long beard put down the cup, stood up and stretched out his hand to Zuo An.
"Hello, I'm Zuo An, welcome to the House of Marriage between All Worlds." Zuo An smiled and shook hands with the old man with a long beard. He didn't expect someone to come so soon.
He seems to be an old Taoist priest. He must be very powerful. He actually brought his little apprentice who looks naive and innocent to bravely enter the strange territory.
"Hehe." The ball hummed twice as a greeting.
The boy opposite him stared at the ball on Zuo An's shoulder with burning eyes, "What is that? Slime?"
"You are the bitch, your whole family is bitch." The ball glared and was about to fly over and hit the boy's face until it was covered in blood.
"Hahaha, it's my friend." Zuo An grabbed the ball with quick eyes and hands.
"Don't be rude to Mr. Yuanqiu." The old man with a long beard quickly held the young man down and apologized, fearing that the big boss would dislike the young man and beat him.
"But Master..." The young man wanted to say something, but was suppressed by the old man with a long beard.
"The official website of Weird Dealing says that Mr. Ball is also from the House of Marriage between All Worlds, and we must respect him." The old man with a long beard whispered in the young man's ear.
The little apprentice is good in every way, he is well-behaved, sensible and obedient, but he is too curious.
"Oh, by the way, since you have come here, you should know what we do, right?" Zuo An's gaze fell on the spirit.
This was the first time he had seen a spirit emitting a faint golden light.
"Is it possible? Can my senior brother do it too?" The old man with a long beard was excited. He thought that being able to see his senior brother again was already a great blessing from heaven, and he didn't dare to have any more extravagant requests.
"It's okay...right." Zuo An said the last word 'right' and looked down at the ball in his hand.
"Of course you can. It just depends on whether the 'love' between them can move the stars." The ball signaled Zuo An to let it go.
It flew up and opened up a sea of stars.
"Wow." The young man couldn't help but exclaim. The pictures he saw on the official website of Weird Processing were not as shocking as being there.
The sea of stars covering the entire ceiling looks vast and unfathomable, and the dazzling light is like a dream!
"Okay, okay, okay!" The old man with a long beard shouted "Okay" three times, turned around and excitedly explained to his senior brother.
After hearing the explanation, the senior brother nodded, turned around and plunged into the sea of stars.
The old man with a long beard knelt down hurriedly, clasped his hands together and prayed silently to the sea of stars.
The young man was curious, so he came over and knelt down to help his master mutter.
"Xingxing, Xingxing, come find my uncle-master! He's a very good person... well, Gui..."
Zuo An retreated to the service desk and saw the hot pot he had not finished eating. He was shocked to realize that he was not full yet.
It’s just that the smell of the ball is sealed, which is amazing. The smell of a small hot pot is so strong, but it can only be smelled at the service counter.
Zuo An couldn't wait any longer and continued to eat with his chopsticks. He curiously asked Yuanqiu, "Why is that spirit golden? Is it the elder Taoist priest's senior brother? Such a young senior brother?"
"He's been dead for almost thirty years." Yuanqiu said casually.
"Cough cough cough cough..." Zuo An was almost choked to death by Yuanqiu's words. He pounded his chest hard and gulped down a large glass of water. Only then did the pain in his throat get better.
"He's been dead for almost thirty years? How can his soul still be immortal?" Could it be that before the weirdness came, this world was already a spiritual world?
"You saw the golden light on him."
"Uh-huh."
"Look more closely, there's a kind of light about him."
Zuo An narrowed his 1.5 eyes and tried hard to look at the spirit in the sea of stars.
Is there still light? Is there still light?
What light?
"Huh? There seems to be a hint of purple light?" Zuo An was a little unsure whether he was dazzled.
"That's right."
"The golden light on him is the light of merit. It's obvious that he saved people in his lifetime. And that purple light should be the blessing of the gods they worship."
"Wait, wait, wait. Saving lives is a virtue. I can understand that."
"Why did a god appear again? Is there a god in this world?"
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