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Others couldn't recognize the real body of the witch god, but judging from the excited, shocked, and frightened eyes of the old priest, she obviously noticed something strange.

Xia Qi quickly waved to the old priest, signaling her not to make a big fuss.

The witch god beside him didn't say a word, which meant that he didn't want to be recognized.

I don't know if the old priest understood her gestures, the old priest was stunned for a while, and suddenly got up again.

Did you understand what he meant?

The old priest wiped his face, raised his staff again, and said to the others: "Let us welcome the warrior home!"

The other welcoming crowd rushed towards them happily, and some villagers poured rice wine into the player's hands. Xia Qi stared blankly at the old priest, always feeling that the witch god was doing something secretly behind his back.

He turned his head to look at the witch god, and found that his expression was calm, and he began to pretend to be dead again.

Well, he couldn't find evidence.

Xiao Ou handed him a bowl of rice wine with a smile, winked and said: "Drink it, I checked it, it's all right, I even mixed water for you."

Seeing that other people were drinking the welcome wine, Xia Qi took the slightly broken tea bowl and took a few sips of the rice wine.

"The custom here is, to save face, you have to drink up." Xiao Ou said again.

"Okay." Xia Qi actually doesn't like to drink, since the custom stipulates, it doesn't matter if he finishes drinking.

The alcohol content of this rice wine is indeed not too high. After being mixed with water by Xiaoou, it is worse than fruit wine. After Xia Qi drank a few sips, he felt that his mind was quite clear, and it should not happen like the last time he drank Mengxiang dizzy accident.

Following the crowd back to the village, Xia Qi came to the altar where he had left in the morning. The old priest set up a magic circle on the altar to let all the zombies and witch gods pass by one by one. The players dispersed and went home to sleep.

After Xia Qi delivered the zombie skewers and the witch god, he raised his foot and was about to leave, but the old priest stopped him: "Ah Qi, stay here."

Xia Qi thought to himself, there are still witch gods and zombies that need to be dealt with, so it doesn't matter if he stays to help.

The old priest began to chant spells to manipulate the corpse.

Under the command of the old priest, the corpses jumped to a small path behind the altar. Even the witch god walked up it obediently. The path was dark and damp, and there were many flowers and plants blocking the way. Xia Qi followed The pace of the old priest had to move the branches in front of him all the time.

They came to a gentle slope unhurriedly, feeling a huge shadow over their heads, the gloomy cold wind blowing on his cheeks, Xia Qi smelled a damp smell.

He raised the lighter and looked forward, and found that he had come to a huge black cave. The entrance of this cave was like a crescent moon, and the leak light in the sky shone into the cave, like a bright moon in the night sky. He looked into the cave entrance, It was found that the passage in the cave is extremely deep, and there seems to be a natural wonder formed by stalactites.

"This is the swallows returning to the cave. Swallows who leave home will go home after all." The old priest smiled at him and stepped up the path.

Xia Qi followed her to the entrance of the cave. Suddenly, the old priest stopped, turned his head to look in the direction of Xia Qi and Wu Shen, hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice: "...Ah Qi, do you want to go in together?"

"Me?" Xia Qi pointed to himself, thinking, he has already arrived at the door, so it's okay to go in and take a look, just treat it as a vacation tour.

"Let's send it here." The witch god beside him who was pretending to be dead suddenly spoke, and he looked down at Xia Qi reluctantly, "Ah Qi, let's go back and rest first."

Although the witch god said so, his actions were very honest. His right hand turned over and over to caress Xia Qi's hand in his palm, and he refused to let go at all.

Xia Qi pursed his lips, sneaked a glance into the cave, thought for a while, and asked again: "Will you still appear?"

Yanhui Cave is obviously weird. Although the wind blowing out is very humid and mixed with many unique smells such as stalactites and moss, Xia Qi unexpectedly smelled the smell left by the burning flame...

This reminded Xia Qi of the three corpses that were already covered in human skin at the foot of the mountain. After these corpses went in, wouldn't they all have to be burned?

"Why, you can't bear to part with me again?" Seeing Xia Qi's hesitant expression, the witch god put on a familiar smirk again, he suddenly lowered his head, and whispered in his ear, "I will come to get married, your window Only I can climb alone."

Xia Qi: "..."

He didn't mean it that way.

"Then I'll go first."

Xia Qi carefully glanced at him, took his hand out of his hand, and walked down the alley. When he reached the corner of the alley, he still couldn't help turning his head.

The tall man was still standing there looking at him, and seeing him turn his head, he smiled at him again.

All right, he thought too much, so he shouldn't worry about it.

There was no way this man would have been burned before he failed to climb up the window.

Xia Qi looked at him for a while, then turned and left.

After Xia Qi's back disappeared into the path, the witch god's smile slowly disappeared. The dark wind behind him blew up the black shroud robe on his body. He raised his right hand, which had begun to change, and the skin on his right hand was turning black. , and then gradually lost moisture, becoming like dry yarn branches.

The old priest sighed, walked slowly to Wushen's side, and said with a sad face: "Witches, why did you suddenly go first, what is this corpse...?"

"It's mine." The witch god said lightly.

This time, he got his body back.

"This, this...you will lose your divine power when you go back to the mountain!" The old priest called out worriedly, and she was a few inches shorter. She had only dealt with the wayward villagers, but not the wayward ones. God, she felt that she was struggling to speak.

How could the witch god be so nonsense?

"Why, they can go home, but I can't?" The witch god put his hand down without even looking at his ugly right hand.

Hearing this, the old priest trembled all over, and said with a face full of fear: "No, Tianxing Mountain belongs to you, of course you can come back..."

The lives of all of them, as well as the entire remaining village, were bestowed by the Sorcerer God. How could the Sorcerer God not be eligible to come back?

The old priest bent down again, and asked tentatively, "It's just... are you really going into the cave?"

"Otherwise." Wu Shen turned around neatly, took the lead in striding towards Yan back into the cave, and said calmly, "You should be happy, after all, when Ah Qi has figured it out, you can welcome Wu Zhu gone."

Looking at his handsome back, the old priest was stunned. After wiping the corners of his eyes, she followed him tremblingly.

After Xia Qi left Yanhui Cave, he walked for a while. When passing by Xiao Ou's house, Xiao Ou suddenly opened the window on the second floor of his house and waved vigorously at Xia Qi.

"Xia Qi, I'm here!" Xiao Ou called out to him excitedly, holding the window with one hand.

Xia Qi had just seen Xiao Ou at the door when he came back. At that time, there were too many people nearby, so he didn't say a few words to Xiao Ou.

Just when Xia Qi wanted to ask Xiao Ou if he was getting something out of the female player's mouth, suddenly, there was another person beside Xiao Ou. Xia Qi took a closer look and found that it was the male player Zhang Yun.

After Zhang Yun sent the zombies around, he left first. Xia Qi originally thought that he would go back to sleep, but unexpectedly, he came to Xiao Ou to climb the window.

Thinking of the agreement between someone and him to "climb the window", Xia Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his head and said to Xiao Ou: "It's getting late, you guys go to bed early tonight."

"Oh, oh, good." Xiao Ou responded honestly, he always felt that Xia Qi was weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird.

How could he hear a smell of... envy?

He must have been delusional and misheard.

"Good night."

After the two parties said good night to each other, Xiao Ou closed his window with a bang.

Seeing Xiao Ou and Zhang Yun disappear together behind the bright window, Xia Qi turned his head blankly and continued walking forward with the lighter in hand.

After walking for a while, Xia Qi arrived at the door of his stilted building, and found that his grandmother hadn't come out to greet him.

He thought carefully about the number of people who came out of the village today to greet him. Except for Xiaoou and the female players, the number of women who came to greet him was 5, all of whom were NPCs who were on the sidelines during the day, and the number of men was 4, including those who did not know Is it an NPC or a player, A Jiang, the village owner, and two other old people.

Compared with the patrolling men he saw during the day, the number of people who went out to greet them at night was pitifully small.

While thinking, Xia Qi raised his hand to open the door of his house.

He was worried that he would disturb his grandmother who was sleeping downstairs, so he walked upstairs lightly.

Grandma had already placed his lamp on the cabinet beside the bed, and Xia Qi already knew the meaning of this lamp by now.

Lighting the lamp means that there is a "girl" of the right age in this room, and she is waiting for the return of her sweetheart at night.

Xia Qi sat by the bed and stared blankly at the lamp for a while. He suddenly discovered that the light of this lamp would not jump.

He lifted the cover of the lamp and fanned the lamp with the palm of his hand, and found that the flame on the wick was burning firmly, without any sign of being affected by the wind.

"call--"

Xia Qi blew another breath towards the wick, but unexpectedly, the flame stayed still, even brighter than before.

Well, he just knew it.

This lamp can't be blown out, so the system has already buried a big hole for him. No matter what, he has to light up the lamp every night to welcome people who climb the window.

Xia Qi pouted, and put the lampshade back on.

Pushing the lamp farther away, Xia Qi lay down on the bamboo bed, covered his face with the quilt, and began to sleep.

Today, after bungee jumping, he was entangled by the dead body all day long. He was already exhausted, and he fell into a deep sleep within less than a minute after lying on the bed.

After Xia Qi fell asleep, the wind outside the window whined. Suddenly, there was a very light sound similar to knocking on the door outside his grilled window facing the sun.

"Boom, boom, boom."

After three soft beeps, Xia Qi, who covered his head and face with a quilt, was unconscious.

Due to the exhaustion of the whole day, coupled with the blessing of the hypnotic effect of rice wine, he seemed to sleep extraordinarily deeply tonight.

After a while, the wind outside the window became stronger, and the window frame of the lattice window was slapped by the wind, and it hit the window sill hard, and even made a series of knocking sounds.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Three knocks sounded firmly again, judging from the suddenly louder knocking on the window, it seemed that the person who knocked on the window was much more impatient than before.

Xia Qi hugged the quilt and turned over again, showing no signs of waking up.

The person outside the window: "..."

The author has something to say: Xia Qi: Don't disturb me while I'm sleeping.

Someone: ...

Someone: It's dawn, the person who delivered the rice wine should be chilled.