1.
The vines were inhumanly cold, chilling Wen Qing from the inside out. He couldn't help but shiver.
The tip of the vine was long and thin, like a small hook, hooking his calf and twisting slowly, wrapping around Wen Qing's legs again and again, like a snake's tail wrapping around its prey and teasing it for a while.
Wen Qing's face turned pale. The player in front of him also had his feet tangled, and then...
Is he next?
Wen Qing was frightened by his own imagination and his body trembled slightly. Perhaps sensing his fear, the vines wrapped around his calves slowly untied themselves and moved up along his trouser legs, rubbing against his skin affectionately.
With each rubbing, Wen Qing could clearly feel the texture on the surface of the vine. There was a leaf rubbing against his ankle. The rough edge of the leaf gently touched his skin, causing both itchiness and pain.
He didn't dare to move and could only hold the Holy Grail tightly in his arms, allowing the vines to touch him.
The high priest in front slowly raised his hand, and the students who were shouting fanatically fell silent in an instant.
The high priest moved his fingers slightly, and the vines on Qian Gangfeng's body slowly crawled, tearing his upper body clothes. The vines around his chest dispersed and moved to his limbs.
The vine hand slowly raised up, placing Qian Gangfeng in a cross position.
Qian Gangfeng opened his eyes wide in horror, his eyes full of bloodshot. He struggled frantically, but his limbs and head were tightly bound by the vines and he could not move.
Everyone only saw his heaving upper body and his pounding heart.
The next second, a vine climbed up to his chest, and the sharp tip suddenly pierced into it, slowly moving down, cutting a large gash in the heart area.
Not a drop of blood was spilled. The vine was like a skilled surgeon. The wound was clean, exposing Qian Gangfeng's beating red heart to everyone.
“Plop, plop, plop…”
The silky thin vines penetrated into his chest along the wound and danced inside his chest cavity.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Soon, a complete heart was peeled off and presented to everyone.
Then the green hairspring slowly covered the surface of the heart, layer after layer.
Wen Qing was the only one who didn't see it.
He had no time to care about Qian Gangfeng. His legs were tightly entangled by vines, which were hugging him tightly, as if trying to merge into one with him.
Wen Qing's legs were so weak that he only relied on the vines to support his body so that he didn't kneel down.
"The Holy Grail."
The high priest's ethereal voice suddenly sounded in front of him, and Wen Qing looked up in panic.
The high priest walked in front of him at some point, with something entangled in vines floating in his hand.
Wen Qing knew that he should hand the Holy Grail to the high priest, but he had no strength in his hands and could not move at all.
Suddenly, the vines wrapped around his legs quickly climbed up, passed over his waist, drilled into his sleeves, stuck tightly to his arms, and then stretched out from the cuffs and hooked the base of the holy grail.
The vine controlled Wen Qing's hand and brought the holy grail to the high priest.
The high priest glanced at him and said, "Hold it steady."
Wen Qing's eyes turned red and he hummed vaguely.
Then he felt the slender vine become twice as thick, firmly holding the Holy Grail.
The high priest flicked his finger and the green object hanging in the air fell into the Holy Grail.
"Tap——" Wen Qing felt the Holy Grail shake slightly.
He lowered his eyes and saw the contents of the cup slowly melting into a pool of red liquid.
Suddenly, sonorous prayers rang out from the audience again.
High Priest: "Raise your hands."
Wen Qing didn't move, but the vines pulled his hand in front of the high priest.
Put five together, palms facing up.
The high priest lowered his eyes and looked at the purple veins on his palm. His voice suddenly became hoarse: "Bloodlet."
Before Wen Qing could react, the vine wrapped around his wrist crawled to his palm and cut a gash.
Blood instantly seeped out and dripped along the vines into the holy grail.
Pain, fear, grievance and other emotions intertwined together, and Wen Qing's tears, which she had been holding back for a long time, fell instantly.
He had tears streaming down his face, but he pursed his lips tightly, not daring to cry out loud.
The liquid in the Holy Grail began to move, separate, and dissipate.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing vaguely saw a word written in the Holy Grail.
one.
The high priest lowered his eyes and said, "Auspicious time, one o'clock."
Cheers rose one after another in the temple, and then returned to loud prayers.
Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes and became even more nervous.
The auspicious time has been chosen.
Well, what about him?
Perhaps the high priest saw what he was thinking, but he suddenly laughed.
Suddenly, Wen Qing's palm felt cold.
The tip of a vine broke, and green liquid flowed out, slowly dripping into his palm.
The wound on the palm healed in the blink of an eye.
Wen Qing opened his mouth, and a familiar temperature suddenly appeared at the tip of his nose.
He opened his eyes wide and saw the vine move to his lips and slowly enter.
Wen Qing clenched his teeth, and the vine stopped, pressing against his teeth, with a faint scent of grass and trees dripping between his lips and teeth.
Wen Qing was dazed, and his first thought was whether this external injury medicine could be taken internally?
We have already chosen an auspicious time, so they won't poison him, right?
As I was thinking, 001's voice suddenly sounded in my mind:
【Drinking an unknown liquid. 】
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched wildly: [Wh, what do you mean? ]
001 gave him his personal information without any explanation.
[Player: Wen Qing]
[Identity: Human (cannot carry anything on the shoulders or with the hands, average IQ, a useless ordinary human)]
[Age: 20 (adult in human age)]
[Human Visa: One Second (You can only stay in the human world for one second, please make sure to pass this instance)]
[Skill: ? ? Cry? ? (The consequences of using the skill are unknown)]
[Bound buff: Guide (all non-humans will have a good impression of you, those who have * want to * you, and those who don’t have * also want to * you)]
[Limited time buff: Unknown liquid buff (refreshed, clear-minded, and able to fight on the bed for 300 rounds)]
Seeing that his personal information had a limited-time buff, Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was a good thing that he could eat.
The high priest bent his fingers, and the vines on Wen Qing's body withdrew at the same time.
The high priest whispered, "Return to the team."
Wen Qing walked down the platform slowly with soft feet. He tilted his head to look at the vine hand on the platform.
Qian Gangfeng lay in his hands, his eyes closed peacefully, with a smile on his face. His smile looked like a photo in a yearbook, which was scary.
Wen Qing didn't dare to look anymore, and quickly withdrew his gaze, returning to the player team with unsteady steps.
When he walked to Bai Tong, he couldn't hold on any longer and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Bai Tong held him up.
Bai Tong lowered his eyes to look at his palm and asked in a low voice: "Just your blood?"
Wen Qing responded and nodded, "Give it back to me..."
He paused and told the truth: "Unknown liquid."
Bai Tong was slightly stunned.
Wen Qing lowered his voice and said, "It's a limited-time buff. It's said to make you clear-minded and sharp-eyed."
Bai Tong lowered his eyes and glanced at Wen Qing's wrists and ankles.
He saw it clearly just now. The vines were entangled with Wen Qing.
Bai Tong's gaze paused and fell on Wen Qing's ankle, where there was a faint red mark.
Apparently it was due to the friction of the vines.
Bai Tong's face darkened.
Wen Qing was about to say something when a noise came from the platform.
He raised his eyes and saw the vine hands on the platform slowly closing, holding Qian Gangfeng in their palms. The vines slowly moved to the back of the platform and soon disappeared into the temple.
Wen Qing asked in a low voice: "That player..."
Bai Tong pursed his lips and said, "His heart is a sacrifice."
Wen Qing was dazed for a moment, and gradually realized that the green thing he had just put into the Holy Grail was Qian Gangfeng's heart.
He opened his mouth and was about to say something when Teacher Chen suddenly walked to the center of the line and glanced over.
Wen Qing quickly looked at his nose, then his heart, and touched his upper lip to his lower lip, praying silently along with the other students.
“Dear God, I will tell the heavens about your glory.”
"Your breath takes away all my sins."
"You make me feel supreme joy and happiness, and you give me the ability to have sex and love."
…………
The sunlight shines through the enameled windows, casting mottled colorful light and shadows on the huge white statue.
Wen Qing was dazzled by the light, and vaguely saw that the statue's hands were glowing with a faint, warm luster, like human skin, as if they were coming alive.
2.
Inside the temple, the auspicious time was chosen and the high priest stood on the altar, his face hidden behind the mask so that his expression could not be seen clearly.
The players didn't dare to discuss in a low voice, or even breathe loudly, for fear that they would be the next to die.
The other students, out of respect for God, did not even move their eyes and prayed to God with all their attention.
It was not until night fell that everyone left the temple.
The students' enthusiastic expressions disappeared, and they gradually returned to their normal self, laughing and joking on the way to the cafeteria, discussing:
"That guy named Qian Gangfeng is so lucky!"
"Yeah, I just transferred here!"
"If I had known, I would have enrolled later."
…………
Wen Qing was confused. What did he envy Qian Gangfeng for?
Do you envy him for dying early and being reborn soon?
Li Jingjing didn't understand either. She stepped forward, grabbed one of her classmates' arm, and asked straight to the point, "Classmates, what do you mean when you say Qian Gangfeng is lucky?"
"I'm also a new transfer student. I don't understand."
The classmate looked at her and explained, "He was chosen by the high priest."
Wen Qing blinked. He was the one chosen by the high priest to die.
He couldn't help but ask, "So?"
The classmate turned his head and looked at Wen Qing's face. His eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "You were also chosen by the high priest!"
"You seem to be a transfer student too. You must have done a lot of good deeds for your ancestors, even though you have only been enrolled for a few days."
Wen Qing was silent. It was obvious that he was unlucky.
The classmate said a few words of envy before returning to the main topic and telling them: "Those chosen by the high priest can directly become divine servants without having to pass the graduation examination."
Hearing a new term, Wen Qing was a little confused: "What is a divine servant?"
The classmates looked at him strangely: "Teacher, they are all servants of God."
"The teachers were people chosen by the high priests. Under their training, they were responsible for teaching us and spreading theology."
Wen Qing was stunned: "But wasn't Qian Gangfeng's heart dug out?"
"Does the priest want the corpse?"
"What corpse?" The classmate smiled and said as if it was a matter of course, "God will give him a new life."
Wen Qing frowned and saw the expression of the classmate next to him.
Each of them had a similar expression, as if it was normal for a person to survive after having his heart dug out.
They are normal at other times, but when it comes to God, they seem to be overly brainwashed, like members of a cult.
Li Jingjing asked, "Teacher, have all of them had their hearts dug out?"
The classmate looked at her and said, "I don't think so. I don't know."
"But each of them is chosen by the high priest to be reborn."
Wen Qing was confused by what he heard.
Bai Tong and Li Jingjing asked again and again, but these students could not explain clearly, as if they had only heard it from hearsay.
Seeing Wen Qing was so curious, the classmate said very friendly: "Wait two more days and you'll know."
"You are the chosen one, you can experience it yourself, unlike us who can only watch."
As he said this, the classmate comforted him: "Don't worry."
Wen Qing lowered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.
He was in no hurry to die.
****
During dinner, Wen Qing still didn't see Ji Junfeng in the cafeteria, and there was no one there when he returned to the dormitory.
Not only Ji Junfeng, but Oz was also missing.
The three of them had to give up the idea of asking Ji Junfeng.
Bai Tongguan came to the door and whispered, "If what Ji Junfeng said is true and he didn't lie to us, we will continue to exorcise evil spirits, burn incense, pray, and sacrifice players."
"Now there are 73 students and 9 players. Four more players will die before 1 a.m. on Sunday."
Li Jingjing seemed to be thinking about something for a while, then asked, "Why are Wen Qing and Qian Gangfeng here today?"
“Is there any pattern?”
She turned her head to look at Wen Qing, her face full of confusion.
Wen Qing blinked and told the truth: "When the high priest called the roll, I accidentally met his eyes."
It’s just like when the teacher randomly checks questions in class, as soon as you look at each other, he/she will call your name.
"Qian Gangfeng's words," Wen Qing paused, "Because he raised his hand."
"He volunteered, didn't you see?"
Wen Qing was a little confused, he saw it clearly on the stage.
Bai Tong and Li Jingjing both shook their heads.
Bai Tong pursed his lips and said, "He is standing at the end of the team, I can't see him."
Li Jingjing nodded: "I didn't see it either."
Wen Qing was confused: "Why would he volunteer to die?"
Bai Tong's face was gloomy, and he said slowly: "Someone must have told him the wrong information."
And Qian Gangfeng had no doubt about what that man said.
There was a high probability that Qian Gangfeng deliberately ranked last, hoping to reap some benefits for himself, but ended up losing his life.
Li Jingjing scratched his hair, took a big sip of water, calmed down for a moment, and said to the two: "After what happened today, it is impossible for players to take the initiative tomorrow. Who can guarantee whether they will stand in Wen Qing's position or become the next Qian Gangfeng."
"If I don't take the initiative," Li Jingjing frowned, a little worried, "will it be random?"
"I see that the high priest doesn't even dare to show his face, he must be not a good person. If it was a random chance, a non-African like me might have just taken a step, and our team camaraderie would have come to an abrupt end..."
Bai Tong was about to speak when voices suddenly broke out outside the door.
"Was that Chen Qiang just now? Is he back?"
"Yeah, he became crazy and unrecognizable to people."
"Who let the worm get into his head?"
"He's pretty amazing for thinking about that in a place like this."
…………
Hearing this, Bai Tong stood up and said, "Let's go see Chen Qiang first."
Chen Qiang, Bai Tong and Li Jingjing share a dormitory.
Wen Qing followed the two downstairs.
When I pushed open the door, I saw a man standing in the corner. He lowered his head and kept banging his head against the wall, making a bang bang sound.
When he got closer, Wen Qing heard him mumbling to himself, saying thank you to God, thank you to the Lord and so on.
Bai Tong called out his name: "Chen Qiang."
Chen Qiang's body stiffened, and he said reflexively: "Thank God for giving me a name, so that I can walk in the world."
Bai Tong was silent. He did not expect Chen Qiang to react like this.
The dormitory fell silent, and Chen Qiang began to bang his head against the wall again.
Li Jingjing asked tentatively: "Chen Qiang, is there anything in the confinement room?"
"What did you see?"
"Did you hear anything?"
Chen Qiang stared at the white wall with his eyes wide open, and slowly recited: "God, please have mercy on me, a fallen sinner, and save me from the abyss of sin and willfulness."
"I am willing to give you everything I have, my mind, my body, and my soul. Please cleanse me and forgive all my sins..."
Chen Qiang's eyes were dazed and he looked dazed, but every word he said was clear and the pauses in his sentences were distinct, as if he had repeated it thousands of times and it had become a conditioned reflex and he could say it fluently.
Bai Tong tried to talk to him again, but Chen Qiang's response was limited to prayer words and nothing else.
When they didn't ask, they started mumbling and banging their heads against the wall.
Li Jingjing sighed: "I'm sure I won't be able to get anything out of this guy."
"Or maybe we can ask Zhang Chengrun. He should be put in solitary confinement for a while longer. Maybe his mind will clear up a bit."
Wen nodded gently.
The three of them walked towards Zhang Chengrun's dormitory. As soon as they reached the door, they heard a loud noise coming from inside, accompanied by Zhang Chengrun's screams.
They rushed in and saw the bathroom door was wide open.
Oz leaned against the wall, holding a shower head in his hand, and poured water on Zhang Chengrun with an expressionless face as if he was washing garbage.
Zhang Chengrun sat on the ground, soaked all over, waving his hands and feet in the air as if he was trying to drive away something.
He moved and shouted, "Don't come over here, ahhhhhh."
“Aaaaaaaaa——”
Hearing his shrill scream, Oz frowned: "What is that?"
"Snakes, snakes... There are snakes... And bugs," Zhang Chengrun opened his eyes wide and looked at the empty space in front of him in horror, "So many bugs..."
After mumbling for a while, his cheeks twitched and he said slowly, "No, it's not the bugs, it's my sin, it's my sin."
He tilted his body, quickly assumed a prayer posture, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said, "God, please have mercy on me, a fallen sinner..."
Oz threw away the shower head and walked out of the bathroom.
He glanced at Wen Qing indifferently, flexed his index finger, did nothing, and left the dormitory.
Wen Qing didn't notice his gaze, he was still looking at Zhang Chengrun.
Are there snakes in the confinement room?
Are there any bugs?
Wen Qing's expression changed. He was also afraid of these things.
Li Jingjing looked disgusted: "Are you keeping snakes in the confinement room?"
"Shit, I can't stand that stuff."
Bai Tong looked at Zhang Chengrun and frowned slightly: "He and Chen Qiang don't have any external injuries."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Chengrun's body carefully.
His clothes were soaked, and his white school uniform became transparent, allowing one to clearly see if there were any wounds on his body.
There were no cuts, not even a scratch.
It doesn't look like it was fed snakes or insects.
Wen Qing asked in a low voice: "Are the snakes and bugs just meant to scare him?"
Bai Tong lowered his eyes, looked at the crazy Zhang Chengrun, and said slowly: "It's not the snake or the insect, it's his sin."
Wen Qing didn't understand and looked confused.
Li Jingjing didn't understand either, and urged, "Stop keeping us in suspense!"
Bai Tong pursed his lips and analyzed: "It may be an illusion, a fantasy or something like that."
"Let them see the people and things that are scary, and the only one who can save them is God."
So they kept praying, asking God to forgive their sins…
Wen Qing's thoughts suddenly became clear.
After Zhang Chengrun violated school rules and cleansed his mind and body, he was classified as an indigenous student and his activities in the next few days were safe.
Violation of school rules, detention, safety...
Wen Qing suddenly realized: "The system said that we must pay attention to the school rules, not that we should abide by the school rules."
Instead, let them break school rules.
What a system of playing with words!
Familiar system, familiar routine.
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