Zhao Lan and the other two went to inquire about the backgrounds of other patients, and then they found that every patient had someone around him who had become a believer in the temple.

These people had different identities and genders, and some were not even believers at all, but they all suddenly went to the temple to become believers one day.

"Auntie." Zhao Lan squatted by the stream and asked the old lady who was washing clothes beside him, "The girl who became a believer is your neighbor, so do you know how to become a believer?"

"How should I know?" The old lady rolled her eyes, "If I knew, would I still be washing clothes here?"

"..."

That made sense, Zhao Lan turned around and looked at Zhou Xiaozhen and Tang Xingyin helplessly, Tang Xingyin turned around and left alone.

Zhou Xiaozhen pondered for a moment and said, "I have a way."

Zhao Lan glanced at the old lady, walked over and pulled Zhou Xiaozhen to chase Tang Xingyin. After catching up with the people, Zhao Lan asked, "What can we do?"

"We are not devout believers, but there are some who are." Zhou Xiaozhen raised her hand and clenched her fist, "Why don't we kidnap a believer and force him to tell us how to meet Immortal Zhang?"

Tang Xingyin turned her head slightly, looked at Zhou Xiaozhen approvingly, and then quickened her pace and headed towards the temple again.

A lot of people gathered around the temple unknowingly. They were all believers who had not been killed by the stone before. Now they all gathered together to clean up the ruins. As soon as

the three arrived, they saw Yu Qinglang and Wang Dongdong sitting under a tree in front.

Yu Qinglang tilted his head and waved at them. Tang Xingyin ignored her and Zhou Xiaozhen ran over happily, "Sister Qinglang, what a coincidence."

"What a coincidence." Yu Qinglang said weakly, "Why are you here? Did you bring any useful information?"

"Yes." Zhou Xiaozhen looked around vigilantly, then lowered her voice and whispered, "We came here to capture a believer and then torture him to force him to tell her how to find Master Zhang."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Xiaozhen saw Yu Qinglang and Zhang Dongdong looking at her with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Xiaozhen: "You don't agree?"

"It's not that I disagree." Wang Dongdong's mouth twitched and said: "We thought of this method a long time ago, and the believers have already tortured them."

He spread his hands and said, "It's useless!"

"Why is it useless?" Zhao Lan walked over and said, "Are you being stubborn? Do you want to try the function card?"

"It's not that they are stubborn, they all said it very straightforwardly." Wang Dongdong was speechless, "But what they said... I feel that their brains..."

"Their brains are abnormal." Yu Qinglang said bluntly: "Ask them how to find Zhang Xianren, they will only answer with one sentence."

Zhao Lan: "What sentence?"

Yu Qinglang rolled his eyes and clasped his hands together, "Xianren is everywhere." "Ah?" Zhou Xiaozhen couldn't help

shaking her head, "This sounds a lot like the charlatans in TV dramas." Yu Qinglang was very depressed. She sat on the roots of the tree, pulling weeds while saying, "Yu Xiao's group asked us to help her fight ghosts. But now, let alone ghosts, we can't even see a hair." "I beat her." Tang Xingyin, who had been silent, said. The others were stunned and looked at him in confusion. Tang Xingyin had a blank expression on his face and emphasized again, "I beat Qu Lian." "..." Yu Qinglang: "It's because you beat Qu Lian that some people can't even see a hair." Zhao Lan turned his head to look at the believers who were cleaning up the ruins with their bare hands. Their expressions were very calm. It was very inconvenient to do heavy work in loose robes, but they didn't show any impatience. On the contrary, they were peaceful and quiet, just like the most devout believers. This was not right. It was not like Zhao Lan had not seen the appearance of devout believers. When she was in the real world, although she was not religious, she had been to many places, met many people, and had come into contact with people of various beliefs. Once, she went to Jiuhua Mountain with her friends. When they were riding up the mountain, she saw a Tibetan woman starting from the foot of the mountain, bowing her head every three steps as she climbed up the mountain. Later, when she was going down the mountain, she met the woman again. Because she was too shocked by the bowing every three steps before, she did not rush to go down the mountain, but watched from the side. The woman was considered to be devout enough, but she would also drink water, rest, laugh, and would not ignore people who talked to her. But these believers in front of her were different. They felt like they had no souls. Of course, this is a copy, and it is definitely different from the real world. Zhao Lan thought about it and walked towards the believers. Zhou Xiaozhen turned her head, "Sister Lan, what are you going to do?" Zhao Lan walked up to a believer and asked, "I also want to be the most devout believer of the Lord like you. What do I need to do?" The black-robed man with dull eyes looked at Zhao Lan and said, "You resist my Lord, so you are not my Lord's believer." Resist? Zhao Lan thought to herself, have I ever resisted? She grabbed the man's sleeve and stopped him from leaving, "I don't resist now, what should I do?" The other person stared at her for a while, raised his hand and pointed to the collapsed temple ruins, "Go there, follow your heart, and find your true self." Zhao Lan looked over and found that the place he was pointing was where the believers had prayed before. She walked over on the gravel, feeling nothing. So she knelt down and closed her eyes like the believers. At first, she felt nothing. She remembered what the believer said, she resisted. Unable to resist, Zhao Lan tried to relax her body and empty her mind, unable to resist... At that moment, some fragments began to flash before her eyes. Zhao Lan was stunned, and then fell into endless darkness. It was a sunny afternoon, and her mother held Zhao Lan in one hand and her brother in the other to go to school to register. Arriving at the familiar school gate, seven-year-old Zhao Lan looked up at his mother and said, "Mom, something is wrong." His mother was busy peeling snacks for his brother, and then asked, "What's wrong?" "The school is wrong." Zhao Lan pulled his mother's clothes, "I'm already in the first grade, and this is kindergarten." His mother said impatiently, "What's good about the first grade? Your brother is going to kindergarten this year, so you can stay in kindergarten for one more year and take care of your brother."

Little Zhao Lan's eyes were filled with tears. One more year of kindergarten meant she would be separated from her friends, but they had agreed to be in the same class in the future. However, no one cared about her feelings. Her mother only cared about her younger brother, and her younger brother only cared about his snacks.

...

Zhao Lan, who was in high school, had very good grades and was a well-known academic master in the school. Her luck seemed to have improved, as the student sitting in front of her was the school's recognized hunk. Although they had sat in front of each other for so long and had not spoken a few words, Zhao Lan was still a little secretly happy.

One day, the hunk turned around and handed her a pink envelope. Zhao Lan's heart was about to jump out, she pushed her glasses and tried to listen to what the other person was saying.

"Help me pass this to the person behind you." The school hunk laughed so hard that everyone was stunned. "I'll treat you to some mineral water."

Who cares about your mineral water...

Zhao Lan, who had just graduated and entered the society, was still a freshman. She was exhausted every day. She returned to her rental house and wanted to take a shower and have a good sleep, but she found that the water heater was broken. She called the landlord, but the landlord said that she broke the water heater, and it was good enough that she didn't have to pay for it. Zhao Lan had to lie tiredly on the narrow bed.

When she was about to fall asleep, her mother called. Zhao Lan cheered up and reported good news but not worries. Her mother exchanged a few pleasantries, and then changed the subject, saying that she wanted to buy a house for her younger brother and asked her if she had money to help her younger brother.

"Sister Lan is crying." Zhou Xiaozhen squatted beside Zhao Lan and said worriedly, "Should we wake her up?"

Tang Xingyin stood aside, watching with a frown. He also tried to kneel on the ground and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes, full of confusion. Why didn't he feel anything?

"Don't touch her first." Yu Qinglang said, "If you touch her now, you might end up with nothing."

So Zhou Xiaozhen had to continue squatting, staring at Zhao Lan with a sad face.

The 28-year-old Zhao Lan knew that he had no one to rely on. He finally worked hard to build a career with his own efforts. He was in the rising period of his career, but he was diagnosed with cancer. She was lying on the hospital bed, and her hair was gone due to the surgery and chemotherapy. However, her mother could not even accompany her around the clock because she had to go home to cook and wash clothes for her brother.

Why? I worked so hard, but I got sick? Why did I have to be sick? What's the use of my brother? I don't even have a proper job at my age...

Why did I get sick? Why is the dungeon so dangerous? Why is it so slow to accumulate points? We all went through the dungeon together, why is Xiaoxiao's points almost complete? I also contributed to selling the talismans, didn't we agree to split the points equally...

Why do all the good things belong to others? !

Unconsciously, she was already wrapped up in a certain emotion. A voice in her heart told her that as long as she killed Yu Xiao, she could take her points and be discharged from the hospital. With a healthy body, she would continue to work hard for her career and a bright future would be waiting for her.

Zhao Lan subconsciously resisted this idea, but she still vaguely remembered that she couldn't resist, couldn't resist...

"Does it hurt?"

"Are you unwilling?"

Zhao Lan raised her head, and a man in a red robe holding a scepter appeared in front of Zhao Lan in the darkness. He lowered his head, his face full of sorrow, "Your mother's wholehearted love, your family's support, your healthy body, the opportunity to leave the hospital, these should all belong to you. But they were stolen by those despicable people, and you have to endure the pain that you shouldn't have to endure."

Zhao Lan burst into tears and asked convulsively, "What should I do?"

"Get rid of those despicable people."

"No..." Zhao Lan subconsciously felt that this was not going to work.

The red-robed man opened his arms and gently embraced Zhao Lan, "Don't feel sorry, you have been tolerant enough. You are just fighting for what belongs to you, and you deserve..."

"It's jealousy." Gluttony narrowed his eyes, "So he is here."

"Jealous?" Yu Xiao asked, "Is he a ghost?"

"Jealousy is jealousy." Gu Shu glanced at Gluttony, "Just like Gluttony is Gluttony."

Yu Xiao thought of something, it seems that in addition to ghosts, there are other things in the copy. For example, Nightmare Gluttony, and this jealousy.

Nightmare is not a ghost, because the Thunderbolt Talisman has no reaction to him, and he doesn't want to eat people. So this jealousy is the same thing as Nightmare and Gluttony?

But it can be defeated, right? Nightmare had been injured, and Gluttony had fought with the attending doctors.

"Is he particularly powerful?" Yu Xiao pointed at Gluttony, "More powerful than him?"

Gluttony's eyes twitched and he was about to say something. Gu Shu said, "It's not just a question of power, it's also a question of whether you can meet him."

"Why?" Yu Xiao asked.

"Because jealousy is in everyone's heart." Lolita said.

This sentence is a bit mysterious, but Yu Xiao barely understood it, but she had another question, "If that's the case, how did you meet him?"

"We didn't meet him, we only looked for Qu Lian, not him at all." Gu Shu said.

"Ah?" Yu Xiao suddenly got angry, "Then why would he help you?"

Gu Shu: "What did he help us with?"

"..." Yu Xiao was suddenly choked. The attending doctors didn't know that Meng Yan had been with her all the time. In other words, Meng Yan was not taken into consideration in their plan. But Meng Yan was indeed blocked by jealousy.

In other words, it was jealousy that made him help Gu Shu and the others? This made Yu Xiao very angry. I have no grudge against you, but you want to hurt me!

Can Yu Xiao swallow this? If he swallowed this, it would be unfair to Gu Shu and Lolita!

"Then there is no way to deal with him?" Yu Xiao looked at Gluttony, "He is better than you, he is invincible?"

Gluttony: "..."

Gluttony knew that Yu Xiao was provoking him, but he just couldn't control himself. Another point is, they are obviously similar, why can he only eat rotten meat in the basement, while Envy can live so comfortably?

Envy is worthy of it, and he succeeded in making him jealous.

"If he doesn't show up, can't you lure him out?" Gluttony said with a sour face: "Just use what he wants to attract him to show up."

Yu Xiao was embarrassed, thinking that I might not have what he wants, "What does he need?"

"Isn't he a god now?" Gluttony licked his lips, "Of course, what God needs most is believers."

Zhao Lan opened her eyes with tears on her face. Zhou Xiaozhen was very excited, "Wake up, wake up, Sister Lan is awake!"

"How is it?" Yu Qinglang observed Zhao Lan, "What did you just experience?"

Zhao Lan was in a trance for a moment, and then she gasped for breath. She raised her hand tremblingly and opened her palm.

In Zhao Lan's palm was a small glass bottle, and there seemed to be nothing inside. Zhou Xiaozhen took the glass bottle in her hand and shook it, and heard the sound of water.

"What is this?" Zhou Xiaozhen asked curiously.

"Poison." Zhao Lan looked at the glass bottle, and the sunlight passed through the bottle, reflecting colorful light.

"Jealous..." Zhao Lan murmured to herself, "I understand..."

"Sister Lan, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Xiaozhen helped Zhao Lan stand up, "You are so abnormal."

As they were talking, they suddenly heard someone shouting: "Sister Lan! Xiaozhen!!"

Turning their heads, they saw Yu Xiao carrying a bag, and two strangers, a man and a woman, standing beside her.

Zhou Xiaozhen was shocked when she saw it, "Fuck, Lolita!"

"Fuck! Gu Shu?!"

Tang Xingyin frowned, "Are those two the attending doctors?"

Gu Shu and Lolita followed Yu Xiao like left and right protectors. Yu Xiao walked over and saw Zhao Lan's eyes were red from crying. She asked curiously, "Did someone bully Sister Lan?"

Zhao Lan wiped her tears and didn't ask where Yu Xiao had gone. Instead, she said, "I found the answer. We can leave this copy."

"Don't leave in a hurry." Yu Xiao turned around and put his hand on Lolita's shoulder, and smiled, "There's still something to do."