The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

This kind of vision obviously did not escape the eyes of everyone. All the guests had different thoughts. Pope White bowed respectfully and then walked into his own separate prayer room.

The room is very small, there is not even a window, and there is a strange smell in the room because of the lack of ventilation.The furnishings inside are extremely simple. The maroon wooden square table and chairs of the same color, together with the simple prayer platform, constitute the Pope's prayer room.

Instead of kneeling on the ground, he sat directly on a chair, placed a few cards with their backs facing each other on the table, clenched the cross in his hand, and began to cast unknown spells.

At this moment, an invisible hand seemed to appear, and turned over one of the cards. On it was a three-headed hellhound, with a bloody mouth, ugly and ferocious.

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Song An had already found the clues in the garden, so he planned to look elsewhere.In addition to the tall and majestic buildings in Tiansheng City, the dense forests are the most abundant.

The lush branches block most of the sunlight, and it seems that the dilapidated cabins can still be vaguely seen inside, as if there are countless secrets hidden.

But before he took a few steps, he was entangled by a group of cats.

These cats look smooth and round, and they are not afraid of people at all.Some boldly rubbed against his feet, whispering coquettishly; others stood condescendingly on a high place, examining him with a pair of big cat eyes.

Song An had nothing to do with them, perhaps it was because of the fishy smell on her body after eating a whole fish feast for dinner today, that these cats liked them so much.

He knelt down, stroked the tabby cat's head, scratched it, and said a little dotingly and helplessly, "I didn't bring anything delicious..."

Unexpectedly, the cat seemed to understand his words, left his warm fingers, ran two steps in a certain direction, then stopped and looked at him, making it clear that he wanted to take him to a certain place.

Song An looked helplessly at the direction opposite to the cats where he was going, and could only stand up as if giving up, and followed them away.

Not a while after he left, there was the sound of a branch being trampled and broken. Listening carefully, there seemed to be a faint barking of a dog.

It turned out to be the kitchen...

Song An stood there dumbfounded. He didn't know what was wrong with the kitchen. He wished that every dish was made of fish. The fishermen who delivered the food probably had a good harvest.

Hearing the cat's urging cry, he straightened his sleeves and walked in bravely. Relying on his status as a believer, he probably ordered a large portion of fish.

Of course, the fish was not ready yet, exuding a strong fishy smell, and wagging its tail from time to time, as if it was unwilling to die like this.

But it obviously had no chance. When it saw the fish, all the cats' eyes lit up, and they ran over quickly, pushed Song An aside willfully, and tore at the fish with big mouthfuls.

This scene is obviously not that cute, but...

Song An sighed, he was being eaten anyway, and whoever was eating didn't seem to be that important.

After getting rid of the cat's entanglement, he didn't bother to go back to the place he planned to go just now, and walked directly to another forest to see if he could find anything.

Yun Mu chose No. 7 to follow him to find clues. Of course, he didn't have such good intentions, but just used him as a living prop, which could protect him in a dangerous moment.

No. 7 didn't see through the malice in his heart, but was delighted that he was willing to share a clue with him.And if they can find this sacrificial offering, they can show their faces in front of Pope White once, so as to increase their favorability.

The jungle is getting darker and darker, even in the daytime, the sun can't be seen, the twisted branches hang down feebly, like the hands of a dying person, trying to drag the living people into hell together.

Yun Mu quickly found the place according to the Pope's instructions. It was a cemetery that looked old, because the ground was damp, covered with mold and moss, and exuded an indescribable smell.The tombstone fell crookedly, like an unwilling arm, pointing angrily at the sky.

He threw a shovel to No. 7 and pointed to the cemetery, obviously intending to rob the grave.

No. 7 frowned and couldn't help doubting: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Yun Mu didn't have that much tenderness for him, and said impatiently: "If you don't want to do it, you can get out."

No. 7 was annoyed by his two-faced appearance, but he was here, and he would not be reconciled if he didn't get involved.I can only bury my head and shovel the soil to pry open the huge tomb.

Inside the coffin lay a very ordinary skeleton with a broken chest, which seemed to be the cause of his death.The only thing that caught their attention was that beside him was a strangely designed amulet.

The amulet, carved with a curled winged hound, is made of the finest jadeite, which is transparent.But obviously, this amulet does not give people any sense of security, but it is immediately associated with death, bestiality and malice.

As soon as No. 7's eyes lit up, he was about to reach for the amulet, but he didn't notice the deep killing intent flashing in Yun Mu's eyes.

The moment he lowered his head, Yun Mu quickly raised the shovel and hit him hard on the back of the head.

No. 7 didn't even have time to react, so he could only let out a shenyin with difficulty, and just fell into the dug grave.

Yun Mu sneered and moved his body away, grabbed the amulet and put it on his neck.

It was already night when No. 7 woke up, too long of immobility made his body stiff, and the freezing temperature made him shiver with cold.

He covered the back of his head where the blood had solidified, cursed Yun Mu secretly in his heart, and got up from the coffin with difficulty, intending to go back and reveal his true face.

The jungle at night was terrifyingly dark, and the silvery moonlight was far less capable than the sun, able to illuminate dense places.

No. 7 was a little scared, his eyes kept turning, observing the surrounding situation.After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but stop and look back. He always felt that something was following behind him, spying on his flesh and blood in the dark.

This fear made his heart beat wildly, thinking of No. 5 who died last night and the monster Song An mentioned, he couldn't help running away.

But at this moment, he felt a strange air current, and seemed to hear rustling snickers, a bit human-like, but very weird.

This made his fear reach a climax, and he sped up crazily, wanting to run out of this dark jungle.

But his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his jaw made a whoo-ho sound from panic.

Right in front of him, a blurry shadow like a black cloud appeared. He staggered back two steps, trying to turn around, but collapsed into flesh and blood the moment he stepped forward.

No. 7 is gone. He is not very conspicuous, but he is not so unnoticed.

Song An guessed that he might have gone to look for clues, but his luck was as bad as that of No. 5 Cao Yin, and he happened to meet a terrible monster.

Yun Mu couldn't see his relaxed appearance, so he immediately threw the blame on him: "I'm afraid No. 7 is the same as No. 5, you killed him."

Song An's suspicion is indeed very serious, and in addition to the fact that the No. 7 student can't see people or dead bodies, it's hard to make it clear with his mouth.This is what Yun Mu had in mind. When he saw that everyone was pointing their finger at Song An, he couldn't help but feel complacent.

Song An looked at him thoughtfully. Yun Mu wanted to mess with him, which he could understand.But the teammate drawn on the 7th was Emily. Normal people would usually suspect Emily first, but Yun Mu shot at him directly.

There is only one possibility in this situation, that is, he knows who the murderer is and deliberately wants to frame him.

Yun Mu was caught by his question, he was only focused on targeting Song An, and had long forgotten about the drawing of lots and grouping, how could he know that he would show his flaws like this.

But he still insisted on quibbling: "Even so, you still have a great possibility. Besides, I won't deal with you, and I suspect that you are not very normal."

Song An chuckled lightly, starlight flashed between his brows and eyes, and he nodded in approval: "Yes, it is indeed normal, then I doubt you too much, after all, you are the one who intends to curse and kill the guests, who knows if No. What's getting in your way."

Seeing that she failed to provoke her, Yun Mu could only shut up in dismay.After all, his own reputation is not good, and everyone's suspicious eyes are turning between the two of them at this time, which is obviously not good for him.

He wanted to drag Song An into the water, but he didn't want to follow him into the water.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song An suppressed his smile, and his eyes couldn't stop turning on Yun Mu.

If my guess is correct, then Yun Mu probably got the second sacrifice. This person is indeed not simple.

Moreover, the smell on Yun Mu's body became stronger and stronger. He didn't know if others had smelled it, but at this moment, even if he was more than one meter away, he could faintly smell the smell coming from him.

"The Pope invites you to go over."

Just when a group of people had different ideas, the Pope's order came, and they had to give up guessing the whereabouts of No. 7 and choose to follow the priest to the prayer room.

Pope White still had that sacred and noble appearance, and the eyes he looked at them became softer and more benevolent.

"Presumably through these few days of searching, you have already found the sacrifice you need. Please put it on the prayer platform here if you find the sacrifice. When the time is right, I will choose a priest from among you , to welcome the arrival of the gods."

Song An's eyes froze, and his gaze stayed on White, full of suspicion.

The pope's words obviously changed the atmosphere among the guests. Originally, they were just ordinary competitors, but now it seems that being a priest may be the best way to win the favor of the boss.

Emily couldn't help asking: "There is only one priest, what about the others?"

White looked at him tenderly, but what he could say instantly made one's hair stand on end: "Perhaps, it will become a sacrifice to the gods."

Everyone was silent all of a sudden. In this case, it would be a dead end if you do not advance or retreat.

Yun Mu was the first to lose his composure. He guessed that Song An also had a sacrifice in his hand, so he immediately rushed to the front and offered the emerald jade pendant with both hands respectfully.

"My lord, this is the sacrifice I found."

The Pope walked over gently, took the jade pendant from his hand, and gently stroked his head, like treating a beloved child.

"You've done a good job, Yunmu. I hope you can continue to work hard in the future."

Yun Mu looked at the handsome and gentle figure in front of him, obsession flashed uncontrollably in his eyes, and he lowered his head meekly after a while, not seeing the arrogant look he used to bark his teeth and claws.

But he soon had bad thoughts again. Seeing Song An's refusal to hand over the sacrifice, he immediately questioned: "Song An also has sacrifices, but he doesn't seem to want to hand them over."

For a moment, the eyes of the Pope and all the priests were focused on Song An, like a long thorn, wishing to pierce him.

The pope's voice was a little low, and it was rare to reveal the majesty of the superior. Obviously, he was already very dissatisfied with this disobedient believer.

"Song An, the sacrifices should be collected by the Heavenly Sacred City in order to summon the gods. What do you want to do with the sacrifices?"

Following his words, those double-faced priests approached coldly, staring at Song An with almost identical faces, obviously very dangerous.

Song An knew that he violated the rules of death again, but the more critical he was, the calmer he became.

He looked straight at Pope White sharply, not only did he not back down, he even sneered.

"Why should I give it to you! Sacrifice is the favorite thing of the gods, and the person who surrenders it will definitely win the favor of the gods. Such a good opportunity, such a glorious moment, why should I hand it over to you!"

"Yes, you are the aloof pope, a servant favored by God, but my loyalty and admiration for the gods is absolutely no less than yours!"

"This is a sacrifice I have worked so hard to obtain. I must offer it to the gods with my own hands. No one can take away my favor."

As he spoke, Song An's eyes even turned red, he was both wronged and crazy, facing the siege of the priests and the strength of the pope, he did not lose even a bit.

Naia sighed helplessly: "You really are..."

"Guest No. 5, Song An, was pressured by the Pope, but he fought unrelentingly. After one [persuasion], 6/100, a big success."

Pope White seemed to be left speechless by him. Although he wanted to teach him a lesson, it was obviously inappropriate to use tough measures to treat such a pious believer.He waved his hand, motioning the priests to disperse.

"You can do whatever you want, but I can only be the chosen priest, so you can do it yourself."

Song An glared at him angrily, and if he watched his little movements carefully, he could clearly read his mouth shape - "Despicable".

Yun Mu didn't expect that the pope would choose to hold it up high and put it down gently. He who thought Song An would die just now, instantly bit his lip in hatred.

Why, Song An is so lucky every time!

Jealousy bit his heart like a poisonous snake, and the black toxin ran down his blood, eroding his reason.