God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Yang Jingshu really didn't understand.

She was completely unable to connect the need to clear the level with the need to pull the Butcher into this room.

I always feel that there is a hazy feeling that is not fog but fog.

He Ziyun laughed, blinked, and looked pointedly at the pale Fang Ran next to Yang Jingshu:

"The friends around Miss Yang should understand what I mean better."

Fang Ran smiled awkwardly. She tugged on the corner of Yang Jingshu's clothes and nodded slightly.

Yang Jingshu looked steadily at He Ziyun who didn't want to say anything more, and stopped talking.

Seeing that Yang Jingshu stopped talking, the remaining anchors did not dare to say a word. They could only gather together in a group and discuss in low voices how to seduce the butcher at night.

As for the bait…

These people didn't think about it for the time being. Instead, they became more obsessed with the role they were secretly helping.

He Ziyun didn't care what the anchors were thinking. He looked at the people in the yard and asked, "Who discovered the tomb of the butcher's family on the mountain?"

The whispers in the yard stopped for a moment. After a few seconds, Feng Dong raised his hand in confusion and said:

"I, I saw it when I was wandering around in the mountains."

He Ziyun's eyes were attracted to him, and when he saw the other person's tall and strong figure, he frowned slightly, and then quickly let go.

"Please take me for a walk in the mountains."

The young man's tone was soft and gentle, very comfortable: "I want to go there and see it."

"Ah?" Feng Dong was a little confused. He subconsciously glanced sideways at Yao Cheng beside him, wondering whether he should agree or not.

Yao Cheng: "..."

He nodded helplessly, and when Feng Dong saw this, he said: "Okay, okay, of course."

He Ziyun clearly saw the movements of the two people, but he did not say a word, only smiled and nodded:

"It's troublesome."

The young man's etiquette was quite good, which made Feng Dong a little confused about how to respond. He could only smile and nod:

"It's okay, but there must be a lot of NPCs outside. Will we be discovered when we go out?"

He Ziyun was not worried: "NPCs don't dare to approach the foot of the mountain. As long as you pay attention to what's going on around you, you don't have to worry about this."

Feng Dong nodded and scratched his hair: "Are we going now?"

The young man nodded: "Go early and come back early."

He said that the look in his eyes was a little complicated, "I just went to take a look, nothing else."

"..."

After He Ziyun and Feng Dong left, the originally quiet courtyard once again fell into a discussion. Every anchor was discussing in a lively manner. They even thought of no less than ten ways to seduce the butcher, but no one mentioned the bait.

Yang Jingshu didn't know what she was thinking. As the only person in the anchor group who could make everyone listen, she felt like she was in a trance at the moment.

In the end, Lu Ying, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't stand it anymore. She interrupted the meaningless discussion of a group of people and said impatiently:

"They are not willing to draw lots for everyone, and Yang Jingshu will not participate as the last line of defense."

The messy discussion disappeared instantly. The anchors looked at each other in confusion. Some people wanted to say something unconvinced, but were interrupted.

"Listen to her."

It’s Yang Jingshu.

Yang Jingshu pinched her sore eyebrows. She always felt that she had forgotten something, but she couldn't remember it for a while, so she had to give up.

"Everyone participated in the drawing except He Ziyun and I."

Yang Jingshu calmly took out a few sticks of almost the same length that she had just redeemed from her pocket. After counting eleven sticks with her head down, she broke two of them neatly and mixed all the sticks together, saying coldly:

"Fair and fair, it all depends on luck. Who comes first?"

【Oh ho! Yang Da, this is a good idea! No one can say anything now, right? 】

[Indeed, no one dares to say it]

[These anchors are really, I don’t know what to say about them...]

[In fact, it is normal. After all, it seems that the bait is the most dangerous position in the whole link]

[So what does what He Ziyun said mean? I admit that I didn’t understand...]

[emm, I probably understand a little bit, didn’t you notice? In fact, the butcher is still very kind in his heart. Although he kills people on rainy nights, does the butcher who replaces "Li Zheng" during the day have a very moral sense? 】

[...This cannot be refuted, but is there any relationship between the two? 】

[Yes, this shows that the butcher will still be affected by external factors. What He Ziyun means is that maybe this house is the butcher’s weakness]

【Is this so? 】

[I'm just guessing, I'm not sure what the facts are...]

【…】

After Yang Jingshu finished speaking, the courtyard fell into silence. Everyone looked timidly at the sticks in Yang Jingshu's hand. Some anchors even wanted to see where Yang Jingshu had placed the short sticks just now.

The eyelashes of Fang Ran next to her trembled. She stepped forward, pulled out a stick, and whispered softly:

"I'll go first."

Fang Ran took out the sign and showed it in his hand. It was an unbroken sign.

Yang Jingshu raised her eyelids and glanced at her, then withdrew her gaze: "Continue."

This time, it was Lu Ying.

She walked up to Yang Jingshu nonchalantly, raised her head and said, "Lower it, I can't get it."

"..." Yang Jingshu silently lowered the sign.

Lu Ying randomly selected a stick and raised an eyebrow after taking it out.

"Looks like I'm not very lucky."

She casually threw the broken short stick in her hand into the air and caught it again, saying:

"There's another one, why don't you choose?"

Fangyuan licked her lips and stood forward. She selected a stick with some hesitation, her eyes widening suddenly.

Long sign.

Seeing that Fangyuan also drew long lots, the remaining anchors couldn't stand still and went to draw lots one by one. The anchors who drew long lots were all relieved.

Yao Cheng was still a little hesitant. When he stood in front of Yang Jingshu, he hesitated for a few seconds and said:

"What should I do with Feng Dong's signature?"

Yang Jingshu's eyelids drooped slightly: "You can draw it for him, or the last remaining stick will be him."

Yao Cheng: "...I'll smoke it for him."

His luck shouldn't be that bad, right?

Yao Cheng swallowed and drew a stick first.

Long sign.

He exhaled, preparing to take one while he was lucky, and quickly took another one.

Yao Cheng's expression changed.

Because this time, what he drew was a short stick.

One long and one short are two choices.

Choose him or Feng Dong.

The remaining anchors who had not yet drawn lots suddenly beamed with joy and bright eyes:

"We don't have to draw anymore! We don't have to draw anymore! Two short lots have come out!"

"Yes, it turns out that Miss Yang's method is the fairest. It's really great that everyone relies on luck!"

"The two short-term signatures are Lu Ying and the guy wearing glasses or Feng Dong, right?"

"That's right. Which of the two will be used as bait?"

"..."