Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 445 444 Divine Descent Talisman, Good Luck
Feng Xiuhu thought of the Wind and Rain Goddess's courtyard and asked in confusion, "It's just a dilapidated house, why is it so special?"

"As for."

Fang Youliu said seriously, "This has nothing to do with the level of strength, but because it is a rule set by Xi Jun, the existence of the current divine kingdom is equivalent to having Xi Jun's special permission, so it also has the symbolism of status."

"Among those three, Samsara Heaven resides in the River Styx and never returns to the mortal world; Jiang Liu Company controls the water veins and his whereabouts are unpredictable; therefore, the Goddess of Wind and Rain appears particularly special. In addition, given her close relationship with Xi Jun, she naturally became the highest-ranking Eastern Goddess after Xi Jun."

Feng Xiuhu looked across at the opposite side, where Zi Jinshe was silently listening to Fang Youliu's explanation, nodding slightly from time to time.

Feng Xiuhu still had doubts, and he asked in a low voice, "But why did Xijun set this rule?"

Fang Youliu slowly shook his head: "I'm not a tapeworm in Xi Jun's stomach, how would I know?"

Feng Xiuhu's eyes darted around: "You guys keep an eye on things for me, I'll go ask someone who knows."

Fang Youliu was taken aback: "Who are you looking for?"

Feng Xiuhu made a hand seal and uttered the words: "Roundworms."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xiuhu fell straight backward.

Fortunately, Shunzi reacted quickly and caught him.

Shunzi also found it strange, and he muttered to himself, "Why is there no movement this time?"

Fang Youliu was confused: "What's that noise?"

Shunzi shut her mouth and shook her head: "It's nothing."

Fang Youliu was shocked and pointed at Feng Xiuhu, asking, "No, what is he doing? What does it mean to run to the spirit realm at this time?"

Shunzi didn't answer. He suddenly sniffed and frowned, saying, "There's a bloody smell."

Fang Youliu also smelled it, and he immediately looked away—the smell was coming from Zijin She's direction.

He and Shunzi turned their heads almost simultaneously, only to see a trail of blood spreading from under Zijin She's body.

"late."

Zi Jinshe smiled faintly, then stood up, leaning on her gun.

Fang Youliu only then noticed that Zijin She's face was somewhat pale, a sign of excessive blood loss.

Looking down again, as Zijin She stood up, a pool of blood had already accumulated on the ground behind her.

Fang Youliu's eyelids twitched: "He said so much just now to buy time."

Shunzi also sensed something was wrong: "Who are you stalling for time? What are you planning to do?"

Fang Youliu doesn't need to answer.

Zi Jinshe reached into her sleeve and held a talisman soaked in blood between two fingers.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the talisman fell into the air and remained motionless.

Rumble…

Outside the tower, muffled thunder rumbled.

A bolt of purple lightning struck out of nowhere, hitting the talisman and turning it into black ash that scattered.

Zi Jinshe suddenly stretched out his arms, his hands forming a hand seal, and shouted: "Use blood as a guide, let the gods descend to destroy evil!"

His clothes billowed, and lightning crackled around him. Where the talisman had disappeared, a faint phantom slowly emerged and gradually solidified.

Fang Youliu's expression changed drastically: "A divine talisman! Shouldn't only temple deities possess such a thing?"

Shunzi was about to ask what this ridiculous talisman was for when Fang Youliu suddenly grabbed him, shouting, "Run! He's summoned the real god!"

There was no need for explanation now. Upon hearing the words "true god," Shunzi didn't hesitate. He hoisted Feng Xiuhu's body onto his shoulder and ran outside.

Arcs of electricity flickered in the air, and the two men's hair stood on end, but they didn't dare to look back, only focusing on running wildly.

Fang Youliu ran while shouting, "I knew I shouldn't have gone in! With such a huge sacred tree standing here, how could Jingzhe Lang not have any precautions?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a gust of wind suddenly rose behind his ear.

Fang Youliu suddenly became alert and immediately activated the runes he had already drawn in his palm. The vines grew wildly and in the blink of an eye formed a thick barrier behind the two of them.

Bang!
The moment they made contact, the vine barrier shattered, and a spear crackling with lightning appeared, piercing the sky.

Fortunately, this momentary obstruction gave the two a chance to react and dodge to the sides, but even so, the lightning that brushed past them caused them to convulse and fall to the ground.

Fang Youliu was completely stiff except for his eyes, which could move. Shunzi, however, was more resilient. Even with the electric shocks clinging to him, he gritted his teeth and reached out, trying to grab Feng Xiuhu's clothes. "Brother...run..."

Just then, Feng Xiuhu opened his eyes.

……

Staring blankly at the endless wilderness ahead, Feng Xiuhu was completely lost in thought.

"Wait, where did I get this?"

It was not a dream forest, there were no shadowy owls, and no eclipses.

Looking around, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of wilderness.

"These coordinates are wrong..."

Feng Xiuhu muttered to himself, "Where is my huge Menglin?"

Master Feng forgot one thing.

The reason he always appears in Dream Forest when he enters the spirit world is because Erosion hides in Dream Forest, which provides him with a natural anchor point, so he always descends upon Dream Forest.

The City of Freedom is a place where the mortal world and the spirit world overlap—which means that he exists in both the mortal world and the spirit world at the same time.

Since he was already in the spirit world, he naturally couldn't teleport directly to the Dream Forest after leaving his spirit body.

It's like jumping around in place for a bit, and then getting lost.

Feng Xiuhu looked around—there wasn't much to see, just the same desolate landscape. Even if he knew the way, he wouldn't be able to find his way.

Feng Xiuhu dared not wander off. Shi always described the spirit world in a frightening way, and Feng Xiuhu was afraid that if he took a step, he would end up on the banks of the River Styx. If he were to accidentally walk into the River Styx, then he would die in vain.

Just as he was about to cast the spell to return to the mortal world, he suddenly heard the phone ringing.

Jingle bell—jingle bell—

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached Feng Xiuhu's ears with perfect accuracy.

He turned his head and saw a phone booth standing alone not far away.

Feng Xiuhu was certain that there was absolutely no such thing just now.

Feng Xiuhu licked his lips and muttered to himself, "Calling at this hour might mean it's urgent..."

Although I was still feeling very uneasy, my feet betrayed me and I took the first step.

Curiosity was secondary; the main reason was that Feng Xiuhu thought the phone booth looked familiar.

Isn't it a coincidence that the echo of good fortune looks like this?

Since it's a call from an acquaintance, I should definitely answer it.

With this thought in mind, Feng Xiuhu walked faster and faster. He dashed into the phone booth and, without thinking, put the receiver to his ear.

"Cough cough."

He cleared his throat: "Hey, Wenna, how have you been lately? What's up?"

The person on the other end of the phone was also taken aback: "Who are you?"

Feng Xiuhu said with dissatisfaction, "You can't even recognize my voice? Do you still want to be the elevator operator?"

The person on the other end of the phone hesitated slightly: "You...did you dial the wrong number?"

Feng Xiuhu retorted, "Didn't you call me first?"

"Oh--"

The person on the other end of the phone suddenly realized what was happening, and then let out a silvery laugh: "Receiving this call means you're in for a treat."

Feng Xiuhu laughed along, feeling the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land: "Who says it isn't! The God of Good Fortune isn't called that for nothing. Don't worry, I'll still keep the elevator operator's position for you."

Upon hearing this, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

Feng Xiuhu's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he had said something wrong. It would be bad if Miss Wenna got upset and hung up the phone.

After a brief silence, the person on the other end of the phone finally spoke, but the voice was unusually cold: "I told you you dialed the wrong number."

“I am Lebit Winna, the Goddess of Misfortune.”

(End of this chapter)