God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The moon is high, the clouds are thick, and the cool breeze mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers fills the air.

"Should we go in first and wait, or should we stand here and wait?"

Tian Zhen scratched his head, bent down and patted the dust on his knees, and asked as he looked at the flower wall covered with Lingxiao flowers in front of him.

Yun Feiduo on the side was terribly sleepy. The result of his energy being constantly being sucked out was that his upper and lower eyelids were almost fighting. Hearing this, he yawned in response:

"Wait a minute, He Ziyun hasn't come yet."

Yang Yingying nodded: "Well, it's best to wait for everyone."

It would be better if the remaining anchors come. After all, if there are more people, if something happens, there will still be people who can stop it for a while.

Yang Yingying thought very simply.

[Hahaha, help, really, I can hear the hidden meaning of Yingying’s words]

[If you want to be ruthless, Yang Yingying must be ruthless. This sentence contains two meanings]

[emm, I think it’s pretty good. After all, it’s a dungeon where people can die at any time. It’s better to be cruel, a good thing]

[It is true that kindness will live longer than cruelty]

【…】

Only Lu Ying next to her didn't say a word. She looked at the flower wall in front of her, thinking about something thoughtfully.

Before a few people could finish speaking, the announcement about the death toll rang in everyone's ears.

The four of them froze on the spot at the same time. It took them a while to react and looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces.

"So many anchors died at once?"

Tian Zhen said in disbelief: "At this rate, won't it be our turn in a while?"

Yun Feiduo was so angry that he tried to open his eyes and said several times, "Don't be so talkative. We'll just kill three people. What's the big deal?"

Tian Zhen: "...Are you really lying? Three people are not many, right?"

Yun Feiduo thought for a while and nodded: "Not bad, not really..."

Before she could finish her last few words, the female voice of the system announcing the death toll sounded again.

【Ding】

[The number of survivors in the copy of "Taoyuan Village" is 11/15]

Yun Feiduo was dumbfounded for a moment: "...Oh, it's still growing quite fast."

Tian Zhen scratched his head anxiously.

Yang Yingying seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes changed: "No, we still have to go to the ancestral hall."

He Ziyun wouldn't just let them come to the ancestral hall to wait for talents, there must be other things.

Yun Feiduo was also panicked by the sudden increase in the death toll, and nodded quickly when he heard this.

"I think so too."

After saying that, he took Lu Ying's hand and squeezed into the flower wall. After a while, he squeezed in, leaving a gap where the flower branches were squeezed.

Tian Zhen: "..."

Tian Zhen rolled his eyes.

Yang Yingying took his hand and said, "Don't be stunned. Come in quickly."

Tian Zhen nodded obediently, "Oh."

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ancestral hall.

The village chief was trembling in cold sweat. His already old face was even older. Wrinkles were almost all over his face. Even the flesh on his eyelids seemed to be hanging down. It looked very strange under the candlelight. .

"why why?"

The village chief hurriedly put the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his face:

"It shouldn't be. I've already offered four "sacrifice", why can't I suppress those ghost babies? "

He murmured anxiously to himself, but he didn't dare to put down the incense in his hand. He could only look at the book on his lap and turned to the next page tremblingly.

"Then the fifth one, the fifth "sacrifice"..."

The village chief looked at the names recorded in the book and murmured:

"Ancestor, the "sacrifice" I offer this time is a woman, her name is Ye——"

"boom!"

The wooden door that was originally covered by the wind was violently pushed open from the outside. The wooden door opened too quickly and caused some wind speed, which almost extinguished the candles behind the door.

The village chief, who was kneeling on the futon, was so frightened that the incense in his hand fell to the ground almost instantly and broke into several pieces.

The village chief's eyes were splitting when he saw this. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the opened wooden door. When he met Yun Feiduo's gaze, he stood up tremblingly.

"guest!"

If the appearance of the previous village chief could barely be considered gentle and charitable, then the current village chief, whose face was almost all wrinkled, even looked terrifying.

"What are you doing here?"

This sentence was not only said to Yun Feiduo and the other two, but also to Yang Yingying and Tian Zhen who were following them.

Yun Feiduo was so frightened by the lax-skinned village chief that he almost lost control and just pawed it out with his alienated claw.

Fortunately, the voice of the village chief saved him.

Yun Feiduo coughed: "Hey, isn't this an ancestral hall that I've never been to Taoyuan Village?"

"We're leaving tomorrow, and we're here to visit..."

Lu Ying looked at the village chief's slumped face, as if his face was slack after mud mixed with water, and looked away unbearably.

too ugly.

Tian Zhen, who was following behind him, also said "fuck" when he saw the change on the village chief's face.

"What's going on with his face? He looks a little disgusting..."

Yang Yingying: "..."

To be honest, she felt the same way.

In fact, Yang Yingying felt that the facial features on the village chief's face seemed to be deformed, like a twisted flesh-colored curtain.

The village chief seemed completely unaware of the situation on his face. He still looked angrily at the outsiders who broke into the ancestral hall without permission, and his tone was no longer calm.

"You shouldn't come to this place, and you can't step into the ancestral hall!"

When he said this, the village chief's eyes became a little sinister and twisted, in a sinister way:

"But now that you've come in, none of you can leave!"

"is it?"

The young man's smiling voice came from outside the door.

At the same time, there were more and more footsteps of many people walking on the gravel road outside the ancestral hall.

Yang Yingying and others looked back and saw He Ziyun walking towards this direction with the remaining surviving anchors——

There was also a woman in a red wedding dress walking beside He Ziyun. She was thin but not slow.

Yun Feiduo swallowed and squeezed Lu Ying next to him:

"My dear, she is really floating..."

So is Li Xiuyu alive or dead?

Yun Feiduo felt that he really couldn't understand.

Seeing Yang Yingying and others, He Ziyun nodded slightly as he passed by them.

"Introduction, this is Li Xiuyu."

The young man smiled and said, "Of course, she has another name."

Speaking of this, He Ziyun looked at the village chief who had stood up from the futon, his eyes bright:

"Village chief, you should know her, right?"

The village chief responded with a cold snort: "She's just a bought daughter-in-law. I must get to know her——"

He Ziyun interrupted him before he finished speaking.

The latter smiled and shrugged, with a gentle tone:

"But she is not someone else, village chief. You should remember her other name clearly."

"Her name is Li Xiao."