Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

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Upon hearing these words, Xiaohua felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her legs, which were lying on the ground, seemed to no longer belong to her, and she could not even feel the flow of blood.

"Ball."

Nanxi opened her lips and let out a calm shout.

Then they saw Qiuqiu pull out a huge, sharp axe from somewhere. Below her blood-red eyes, a crack appeared, seemingly revealing an extremely excited and bloodthirsty smile.

Qiuqiu raised the knife, jumped high into the air, and bent her body like a full moon bow, aiming it at the little flower lying on the ground.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Little Flower screamed in fright.

It seemed like she was on the brink of life and death, yet she also seemed genuinely unwilling to lose her legs.

A sudden inspiration flashed through Xiaohua's mind. She lay prostrate on the ground, shouting loudly towards the main hall, "Buddha, I make a wish! I really want to make a wish now! If you can save my legs, I'm willing to pay any price! Please!!!"

"Bang!"

As Xiaohua's voice faded away.

Then they saw Qiuqiu watch as the figure of Daofu crashed down heavily, making a deafening roar as it hit the ground, and a wave of disgust even rose from the ground.

A passerby muttered to himself, "This is just a slashing incident, not an explosion, right?"

[Hahaha, that's a very reasonable suspicion.]

I've never seen anyone smash an axe and cause such a huge cloud of dust to rise from the ground. That's outrageous.

This ball isn't human either.

【Reasonable.】

[This should be enough to send Xiaohua away.]

Just as the ball was falling, I think I saw a dark red light on the ground.

Where are they?

Just as everyone was still in shock at the power of that last strike, Qiuqiu's questioning voice rang out.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated at this time.

What came into view was an axe deeply embedded in the ground, but the little flower that should have been on the ground was nowhere to be found.

"Little Flower... was she really taken away by the Buddha who made a wish?"

Passerby A was the first to react.

The ball had already jumped up; only the mighty Buddha could take someone away in such a short time.

but……

Didn't we say before that if you want to make a wish, you need to go to the main hall?

Can I successfully make a wish to Buddha here now?

Qiuqiu tried to pull the axe off the ground twice, but failed. She had no choice but to give up and then walked nervously to Nanxi.

"Nanxi..."

The task that Nanxi had painstakingly entrusted to me turned out to be poorly completed...

"That's an aura coming from inside the main hall."

Nanxi casually took out a system item and threw it to Qiuqiu. She looked at the empty space above the ground and then at the direction of the main hall.

It seems it couldn't resist taking action?

"Nanxi".

Now that the girl who spread the rumors had run away, Passerby A shouted with delight.

Before she could utter another word, two voices came from outside, interrupting her.

"What are you doing?"

The figure of the fat monk appeared.

He frowned as he surveyed the room, his gaze sweeping quickly over Nanxi and Xi Jin. "Esteemed guests, this is the time for you to chant scriptures and cultivate yourselves. What are you doing inside?"

You could say, what are you doing to leave an axe mark on the ground?

No one wanted to step forward at this moment, and everyone fell silent.

The fat monk then looked at Nanxi, and for the sake of the twenty million, he forced a smile: "Miss Nanxi, you were unwilling to come and chant scriptures just now, do you want to come back and chant scriptures now?"

That's fine too.

"no."

Nanxi remained expressionless: "I'm lost."

get lost?

The fat monk's lips twitched. This place was diagonally opposite where the two had just been talking. How could Nanxi say she got lost in such a far distance?

Nanxi had already changed from her previous dashing demeanor. She turned her head and once again leaned weakly into Xi Jin's arms, her clear almond-shaped eyes looking over.

"Tell me, aren't we lost?"

She didn't want to chant scriptures here.

Upon hearing this, Xi Jin succinctly replied, "I got lost, I got lost."

He grabbed Nanxi in his arms and, amidst the fat monk's pale face, left straight away.

They had just walked out.

Xi Jin felt a vibration coming from his chest. At first, it was just a slight vibration, but then, as if she couldn't hold back any longer, the woman ran out of his arms.

"Hahaha, that fat monk's face was practically contorted with rage just now, watching us lie through our teeth..."

Nanxi laughed, her eyes like a clear sky after the rain, filled only with Xi Jin. "Xi Jin, if I just said anything nonsense, would you go along with it?"

Xi Jin coughed lightly: "No."

"What?"

Xi Jincai repeated himself again: "It's not nonsense."

What Xiaoxi wants to say and do is not nonsense.

In Xi Jin's eyes, Nanxi did the right thing.

Nanxi seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then leaned closer and smiled again: "Xi Jin, it seems you like me very much."

A soft, fragrant aroma lingers around the tip of the nose.

Xi Jin felt as if he was about to faint from the fragrance, and unable to control himself, he lowered his head and gently kissed her.

"Um."

[So sweet!]

[Stop kissing! You two, fast forward to the last step and get to bed!]

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……

Nanxi arrived at the library in the afternoon.

"You seem to be really rich."

As soon as she stepped into the library, Nanxi couldn't help but sigh to Xi Jin beside her.

She thought of noon.

Upon arriving at the accommodation, a lavish feast awaited them, and they recalled how he had tossed out twenty million without batting an eye.

Nanxi was envious.

Xi Jin replied modestly, "Just a little bit."

While waiting, I did accumulate some wealth, but I never paid it any mind. I never expected to receive Nanxi's praise at this moment.

Nanxi did not forget her own business.

The library was in a very dilapidated state. It had been under construction for a long time, but the people in the ancient temple seemed to have never cherished it. Many of the books were now moldy, and there appeared to be two holes in the roof of the library.

Nanxi spent an afternoon there and still managed to find something useful.

It was a tattered book, almost crumbling at the slightest touch; all that could be found were a few fragments of pages.

[The Ancient Temple of Still Water: On that day, the gods lowered their eyes and saved a person on an island in the middle of a lake. The surrounding area received spiritual energy, so an ancient temple was built on this island to pray for the gods.]

Legend has it that the gods once touched the surrounding lakes, so people are happy to travel long distances by boat to Jing Shui Ancient Temple to worship, believing that the greater the distance and hardship, the more it proves their sincerity.

The remaining words were already illegible.

However, this also proves that what Xi Jin said before was true.

Um. Thinking back to how it looked when I came here, I don't think the lake seemed to have any special spiritual energy.

Are you talking about that dangerous lake? That's terrifying.

Or perhaps something happened here that caused the lake water to change?

Nanxi is also preparing to continue searching for some other clues.

After all, the mission this time is to find the statue of the deity in Jing Shui Ancient Temple.

Based on the clues I have so far, the statue I need to find seems to be a sculpture erected by the people around the Jing Shui Ancient Temple when it was first built, to worship and pray for that deity.

Knowing more clues might help us figure out who the enemy is and where to look for them.

It is now certain that the statue is not that golden Buddha.

I just don't know where that statue is.

Is it still inside the Jing Shui Ancient Temple?

Even... is that statue still intact? Could it be that it's now broken into pieces and needs to be found and pieced back together?

"Clatter".

Just as Nanxi's thoughts were racing, the sound of a book falling to the ground was quite crisp.

Looking towards Nanxi.

It turned out that Xi Jin had dropped one of his books on the ground.

At this moment, Xi Jin seemed to have changed slightly. His previous calm and composed expression was gone, and fine beads of sweat hung on his forehead as he frowned at the two pages of paper on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?"

Nanxi stepped forward. "Although this is currently an evil temple, it was once a legitimate temple. As a ghost, shouldn't you be able to stay here for too long?"

Although this reason is far-fetched, it's the only one Nanxi can think of right now.

Are there any other reasons that could harm the powerful Xi Jin?

pat.

Sweat dripped down his resolute chin and landed on the ground.

"no."

Xi Jin held his head, and didn't forget to comfort Nanxi beside him: "My head hurts a little, I may need to rest for a while, just wait for me and I'll be fine."

I don't know why.

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my mind, as if something was trying to pierce me.

The event happened so suddenly that Xi Jin was momentarily thrown off balance, and a dense aura of ghostly energy emanated from his body.

Without hesitation, Nanxi went back to the room with Xi Jin.

"I'm fine."

Xi Jin's face was completely bloodless, but he still leaned forward and kissed Nanxi's lips.

Then the night passed.

Xi Jin did not wake up.

【? ? ? 】

What happened?!

[I thought all the male guests were the strongest. Xi Jin, what's wrong with you? You need to cheer up!]

"Nanxi, is Xi Jin dead?"

Qiuqiu looked curiously at the man who looked like Sleeping Beauty not far away.

Previously, she didn't dare to look at Xi Jin up close, worried that if he got annoyed, he might kick her to death.

Now that Xi Jin was lying obediently in bed, Qiuqiu started chirping curiously.

Not far away.

Nanxi held melon seeds in her hand, and there were two or three pages of paper on the table next to her.

She glanced at it twice and casually said, "Why don't you give it a try?"

Qiuqiu felt this made a lot of sense, so she went over to it.

Before it even got close to Xi Jin, the ball felt a tremendous impact. A powerful ghostly aura emanated from it, sending it flying.

Nanxi glanced at the two pages of paper on the table.

If Xi Jin's current state wasn't due to the ancient temple, then it was because he saw this in the library that he ended up looking the way he does now.

What's so special about these two pages?

After a while, the ball, which had been bounced away, ran back looking disheveled, its eyes full of frustration.

"Nanxi, I'm sure of it now, Xi Jin is probably just asleep."

Nanxi: "Oh."

He didn't even give Qiuqiu a glance.

Qiuqiu continued, "When I went out just now, I ran into Xiaohua at the door, and I felt that she looked a little strange."

Little Flower?

Upon hearing the name, Nanxi narrowed her eyes, put down the sunflower seeds in her hand, and slowly stood up. "Is there something strange about it?"

Qiuqiu followed behind Nanxi, recalling the little flower she had just seen, and pondered for a moment.

"I feel like although it's Xiaohua's face, it doesn't actually look like Xiaohua."

Otherwise, Qiuqiu would just kill Xiaohua to claim credit.

"Not Xiaohua?"

Nanxi arrived at the door and finally understood what Qiuqiu meant.

The person in front of me was indeed Xiaohua. She was an old woman with fine lines all over her face, and she was still wearing the same clothes she had worn the day before.

However, her eyes had turned dark red, and her face, which should have been full of hostility, now, upon closer inspection, even carried a hint of kindness, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility.

It's almost like... a body containing another soul.

"Hello there."

Xiao Hua spoke gently to Nan Xi, even politely extending her hand.

Nanxi did not answer.

She seemed to have discovered something interesting, raising her voice slightly: "You're actually the Buddha in the main hall?"