After Xia Yiqian released the little paper man, he kicked his calves twice.
This time he learned his lesson and no longer tried to climb the stairs that he couldn't cross. Instead, he jumped high and landed steadily on the next step.
It goes on and on, just like a little girl running around on the street with a basket of flowers, skipping and jumping upstairs, looking very humorous and childlike.
When everyone saw him walking upstairs, they all followed him to the fourth floor, wanting to see whether the thing on the fifth floor would come out.
However, when they reached the stairs between the fourth and fifth floors, everyone could clearly feel the inexplicable pressure emanating from the fifth floor. Except for Xia Yiqian, the others were even a little breathless and did not dare to continue forward.
Li Songtian took a deep breath, his expression very solemn, "He is a true righteous god, this kind of divine power cannot deceive people.
We'd better not cross his path, or we'll face death."
With such cultivation, he must be a god who has existed for thousands of years, not a small god or a new god that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.
If he didn't want to reveal his identity, he would definitely be killed instantly by the other party in this state.
Not to mention the other ordinary people! ?
Even if Li Songtian didn't say it, the others could feel the terror of the god upstairs, and their hearts were a little uneasy.
Zhao Xun said with a serious expression: "But if we don't contact him, how are we going to leave here?
We can't just kowtow in the corridor on the fourth floor and ask him to be kind enough to let us go, right?"
If it were that easy, so many people wouldn't have died here before.
No one else said anything, but just stared at the direction where the little paper man left.
Standing where they were, although they couldn't clearly see what the little paper man was doing on the last staircase on the fourth floor, they could vaguely see his position.
The little paper man bent down slightly, as if to place the incense there, and stood there waiting for a long time, but did not see any reaction from the god inside.
Then the little paper man picked up the incense on the ground and skipped towards the fifth floor.
After the little paper man went up to the fifth floor, no one could see him anymore, and no one knew what happened to him on the fifth floor.
Several people looked at Xia Yiqian, and Kong Yanqing asked casually, "What's the situation up there?"
Xia Yiqian: "He went to knock on the door."
This answer immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Huang Yangyang immediately blurted out, "Did the other party open the door for him? What does a god look like?"
ah! "
Before he could finish his question excitedly, he was hit on the head by Li Songtian.
Li Songtian had a stern face and retracted his fist that was about to hit Huang Yangyang's head. "How can you discuss the gods? Aren't you afraid of divine punishment?"
This guy is so ignorant and fearless that he even wants to peek at the face of God. He is not afraid that he will be killed if God gets angry.
Huang Yangyang held her head, which was hurt by the blow, and retorted in dissatisfaction, "Didn't you also talk about it just now?"
They also say that he is a righteous god and that if they provoke him, they will surely die. Doesn't this mean that he is cruel?
He just said that he wanted to see what the other person looked like. It should be much better than what Li Songtian described, okay?
Li Songtian: "Your situation and mine are different."
Huang Yangyang retorted unconvincedly: "Why is it different?
Aren't you also participating in this show like me?"
When Xia Yiqian snatched the bell from Li Songtian, this guy's identity as a fake master of the mystic arts had already been exposed. Now that he says it's different, does he think he will believe it?
Li Songtian glanced at him indifferently, without any desire to explain to him. He just said with great dismay, "I said my situation is different from yours, and it is different from yours. Stop talking nonsense to me here.
If you don't want to be punished by God, don't talk nonsense. Have you forgotten why that little girl is pestering you?
This man has lived to such an old age, but he still has no memory!"
Huang Yangyang: …
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