It was not completely dark outside the cave yet, and it was probably around six or seven in the evening.
Chu Mu was in a good mood, half leaning on the side of the boat to enjoy the scenery of the Songhua River.
The Songhua River is worthy of being the largest river in China. It is magnificent and majestic, yet also carries the desolation of time.
The dim light in the sky could not illuminate the way ahead, and all that could be seen was silence.
"Mumu, hurry!" Lao Ba suddenly said anxiously, "Someone is coming from the temple. Be careful not to reveal your identity, and don't talk to me, or he'll notice."
In the previous Central Continent plane, Fan Ji input a sensing code into Lao Ba at the last moment, which could sound an alarm when the old gods approached.
As soon as Lao Ba finished speaking, Chu Mu clearly felt that the air around him had become colder.
Pingniang and Ergoudan stopped moving at the same time, their eyes were empty, as if their souls had been taken away.
Chu Mu sat up straight, and the next second, a god with fiery red hair appeared in front of him.
"Chu Mu," he began, "Why did you rescue these two bugs?"
The god's appearance was naturally extremely handsome, but unfortunately there was too much ferocity between his eyebrows, which made him look like an arrogant and ruthless weapon.
"To make the game more interesting," Chu Mu patted the dust on his trouser legs, "Dear guests of the temple, don't you want to see something more interesting?"
The red-haired god just couldn't understand Chu Mu's words. He frowned murderously and stared at him.
Chu Mu shook his sleeves and stood up: "Let me talk to them myself."
Lao Ba had told Chu Mu before that the gods in the temple all had monitoring water mirrors. That thing was like the live broadcast screen in the modern dimension, allowing real-time interaction.
Chu Mu could certainly open the water mirror, but he did not drink Hong Wentao's bowl of dead man's soup, and his memory of the old god era was blank.
So he didn't know how to use it.
The Red-haired God didn't think twice and flicked the ring lightly, and a 360-degree panoramic water wall appeared in the space before him.
The image on the water wall is cut into small screens, with different objects on each side of the screen.
It looks just like a live broadcast room in the modern dimension.
The red-haired god just tapped lightly on one of the screens, and the other small screens shrank to the side, leaving only the selected one occupying a large area.
On the other side of the water mirror are three old gods.
One had a third golden eye on his forehead; one had no hair but had four faces; and another had hair, eyebrows, eyeballs and lips all white.
From this perspective, the red-haired god next to him is considered to be unusually normal.
The third one with the golden eyes had a kind face: "God of Killing, God of Justice, what can I do for you two?"
"I want to make this game more interesting," Chu Mu confirmed that all the small screens around him could receive his updates in real time, and smiled. "Simply killing them is not enough to punish these ants."
The three-eyed prophet smiled. "Oh, is that so? Then, little Si Zheng, tell me, how do you plan to punish them?"
Chu Mu's quiet eyes stared directly at the people in the water mirror, and the corners of his mouth twitched slowly, revealing a hint of ferocity. "Don't the ants here want to resist their fate? If we wipe them out in one go, their deaths would be too easy. Don't you want to see the moment when the ants, after experiencing hope and struggle, finally die of despair?"
Several excited gasps rang out in Chu Mu's head at the same time.
[Yes, it would be fun to give them a taste of something sweet first and then watch their hopes dashed!]
[The most advanced hunter should play with his prey.]
[Judgement God is really fun to play. I love it so much.]
The God of Prophecy closed his eyes, but the single eye on his forehead was still staring at Chu Mu motionlessly: "Little Si Zheng, it seems that you already have a plan."
Chu Mu felt a cold breath entering his sea of consciousness, but was blocked by something and could not move forward.
"That's right," Chu Mu said calmly, "I will infiltrate the core team of the ants and become their leader. When they think they can finally defeat God, I will crush their hopes bit by bit. What do you think of this plan, my dear guests?"
Chu Mu did not ask the God of Prescience for his opinion, but instead directed his attention to the small screens in the corner.
Good idea.
[Not bad, not bad, very interesting.]
Chu Mu's proposal was approved by most of the temple's distinguished guests.
The God of Prescience opened his eyes and said, "Then do as you say. Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Si Zheng."
Chu Mu took two steps back and stopped communicating with the god on the water curtain.
The red-haired killer flicked the ring again, and the water curtain disappeared.
"Chu Mu, it's rare that you would want to please the guests." The God of Killing stood very close, almost sticking to Chu Mu.
He put his arms around Chu Mu's waist and pulled her into his arms domineeringly.
Chu Mu:? ?
"We haven't seen each other for so many days, and you are so cold to me?" The God of Death embraced Chu Mu, and his hot hands stroked his waist back and forth with full of control.
Chu Mu grabbed his unruly arm and said, "I'm not interested in performing in public."
The sudden arrival of the God of Death made Chu Mu confirm one thing: those in the temple could observe his actions at any time.
The God of Killer's handsome long eyebrows suddenly tightened. He was silent for a while, and suddenly took out a jade pendant.
The jade pendant emitted a little green light, and the feeling of being watched like a thorn in the back suddenly disappeared.
The God of Killing stuffed the jade into Chu Mu's palm and said, "I know you don't like being stared at, but that old God of Premonition always says that you will betray us, so we need to monitor you all the time. I'll give you the Mirror Blocking Jade, but don't use it too often, so as not to provoke that old man."
Chu Mu pinched the jade pendant in his palm. The warm touch was delicate and special.
"Xiao Mu," the Killer God's breath became even hotter, "You are an adult now, it's time for me to touch you."
Chu Mu escaped from his arms and said, "The temple suddenly lost contact with this place. If I don't wait for you, they might send someone down again. I don't want to be disturbed."
The killer's murderous eyes burst into a smile because of Chu Mu's last words: "You are right, I don't like being disturbed by those ignorant old guys either. Wait, I will go back and explain it to them."
He touched Chu Mu's cheek greedily: "Wait for me."
After the God of Killing left, the flow rate of space returned to normal, and Pingniang and Ergoudan both woke up from their stiff state.
Pingniang just felt as if she was dazed for a moment.
Er Goudan stared at the back of his hand in a daze.
He clearly remembered that just now, there was a drop of water on his hand.
Now there is no trace of water.
"Gou Dandan," Chu Mu shouted at him, "Come here."
Er Goudan wiped the back of his hand on his body and squatted down in front of Chu Mu.
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