A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

"It must be that Ah Yue, she is the only one who may be evil!" Another villager said firmly.

"Nonsense, Ah Yue is not evil!" Although Ah Hua lost her grandma, she still protected Ah Yue.

"Ah Hua, don't be fooled by lard. Besides Ah Yue, who else might be evil?" the villager said angrily.

"It's not Ah Yue anyway!" Ah Hua retorted, "A Yue came to this village earlier than us. If you were evil, you would have been dead!"

Sheng Zhiyu listened quietly. It seemed that Ah Yue was already there when these villagers fled to this island.

So no one knows her origins.

The saint girl spoke: "Whether Ah Yue is evil or not remains to be discussed. Let's let it go today."

"Senior sister, what are they talking about?" Qi Heyi asked.

Sheng Zhiyu said: "They say Ah Yue is an evil spirit."

"Ah Yue, is she the pretty girl in the woods before?" Qi Heyi thought for a while.

Sheng Zhiyu stopped and looked back at him: "Qi Heyi, are you really face-blind?"

Qi Heyi scratched his head: "I look like you have a good figure."

Sheng Zhiyu: "..."

She subconsciously felt that Ah Yue was not evil, and she didn't know where her affinity for Ah Yue came from.

As she was thinking, her arm was suddenly pulled by a force.

Qi Heyi was startled. After seeing the person clearly, he relaxed his guard: "Brother Qin, you scared me to death!"

Sheng Zhiyu was not frightened. She looked at Qin Tian: "Don't tell me, you are quite good-looking."

She always felt that Siamese men looked very girly in their colorful clothes.

But being penetrated by Qin Tian gave me a different feeling.

Qin Tian smiled: "You look good in what you wear."

Seeing his eyes falling on her white shoulders, Sheng Zhiyu's face turned slightly red: "Did you come out of the Chinese dungeon?"

Qin Tian nodded: "I met Gu Xingzhou in the last dungeon, but he passed the level before me. Now he is probably going to the neon dungeon."

Sheng Zhiyu took a look at the player status. She and Qi Heyi passed level 5, while Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian passed level 4: "Brother, the remaining two are Neon dungeons, and you are the Siam dungeon."

Qin Tian said: "You are really fast, you are already at the last level, and you arrived earlier than me.

I'm going to take advantage of you at this level. After all, I can only handle a few sentences in Siamese. I can't understand anything more complex. "

Sheng Zhiyu said: "No problem, I will protect you."

Qi Heyi felt a little uncomfortable looking at their affectionate mood, and his head kept drooping.

Qin Tian was very keen and noticed Qi Heyi's difference, but he did not expose it.

He didn't have a good impression of this idiot who had been following Sheng Zhiyu.

Sheng Zhiyu told Qin Tian the information here: "How could such a simple and lovely girl like Ah Yue be evil? I think the saint is more suspicious. But she has a high status in the village, so I'm afraid she can't shake."

Qin Tian asked strangely: "You have always been very rational, why do you think Ah Yue is not evil?"

Sheng Zhiyu thought for a while: "Maybe it's a woman's sixth sense? For example, when you appeared just now, I didn't feel any danger."

Qi Heyi interrupted: "Isn't it said that beautiful women are generally evil spirits?"

Sheng Zhiyu looked at him: "Who said that? Do you mean that I am also evil?"

Qi Heyi said quickly: "No, no, I don't mean that."

Qin Tian took Sheng Zhiyu's hand: "In the sacrificial ceremony in a few days, do you really want to compete for the saint?"

Sheng Zhiyu shook his head: "I shouldn't be able to compete. I also know some of the customs of Siam and Tianzhu. This kind of saint must be a virgin to worship the gods."

When Qin Tian thought about Sheng Zhiyu giving it to Gu Xingzhou for the first time, he felt jealous.

Fortunately, he took action in time, otherwise Sheng Zhiyu would belong to Gu Xingzhou alone now.

While talking, I saw a girl covered in dirt, walking in the village in a somewhat dejected manner.

Qi Heyi was a little strange: "What happened to her? She is also possessed by evil spirits?"

Sheng Zhiyu saw that the girl was half-clothed and there was blood between her legs, and he immediately made a guess.

It's not convenient for boys to get involved in this kind of thing.

Sheng Zhiyu said, "You two wait here while I go ask about the situation."

After that, she walked up to the girl and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you need help?"

The girl seemed to have just come back to her senses and raised her eyes, which were a pair of eyes that were overly frightened.

She pinched Sheng Zhiyu's arm tightly: "There is a ghost, there is a ghost!"

"Don't be anxious, speak slowly." Sheng Zhiyu's arm was pinched and hurt, but he still comforted him.

The girl slowly calmed down, but looked at Sheng Zhiyu and hesitated: "I'm fine, I just accidentally fell down when I went to pay homage to grandpa."

Sheng Zhiyu didn't believe it, but he didn't know what to ask: "Is this okay with you? I'll take you home."

The girl nodded: "Thank you, you are Ayu from the West Village."

Sheng Zhiyu said: "Yes, you are?"

The girl said: "I am Aling."

Aling?

Isn't that a candidate for the next saint, Ah Hua's rumored future wife?

Sheng Zhiyu looked at A Ling's face carefully. Apart from the dirt on her face, she was actually a very pretty girl.

A Ling's family lives in the East Village. When Sheng Zhiyu sent A Ling home, A Ling's mother was surprised when she saw her covered in mud: "A Ling, what's wrong with you?"

A Ling glanced at Sheng Zhiyu.

Sheng Zhiyu smiled: "Since the person has been delivered, I will go back."

"Thank you, Ayu." A Ling said, but did not try to persuade her to stay.

Although Sheng Zhiyu was full of doubts, he couldn't wait any longer and could only go back to find Qin Tian and Qi Heyi first.

After all, neither of them can even understand Siamese, so they will easily suffer.

Qin Tian's current status is that of an orphan, staying at his uncle's house.

And his uncle's family, Sheng Zhiyu, also knew that the woman who gave birth to a stillborn child when she first came to the island was Qin Tian's aunt.

"So is it true that a stillborn baby was born?" Sheng Zhiyu asked curiously.

Qin Tian said: "When I first came here, the stillborn fetus had not been thrown away. I saw that its body was completely black and there seemed to be a lot of dirt on it."

Sheng Zhiyu frowned: "The whole body is pitch black, so there must be evil spirits. It seems that the saint is right, this island is not clean."

"Since it's not clean, it's better to leave, otherwise people will keep dying." Qi Heyi said.

Sheng Zhiyu said: "How can it be so easy? This group of people came to this island to avoid famine. How many people will die from famine, and the evil spirits just prevent them from giving birth to newborns."

They were all hungry and frightened. They were used to the abundant food and clothing life here and felt that evil spirits would not offend them. This is the legendary luck mentality. "