God does not love the world [unlimited]

Xu Zhukong desperately wanted to struggle, but all his strength had no effect against Guan Yueyue who had devoured two people one after another.

Guan Yueyue just stood in front of him, crushing the back of his head into the mud, before looking at Shi Yu who was at the side.

Sensing her gaze, Shi Yu said calmly, "It's up to you."

Guan Yueyue leaned over and grabbed the male ghost's neck.

Xu Zhukong trembled all over, and said in a broken tone: "The moon..."

"Don't call me by that name." Guan Yueyue raised his eyes, "I find it disgusting."

"Moon, I..."

"Crack—" There was a soft sound of broken bones.

Guan Yueyue directly crushed the opponent's neck.

The male ghost who was broken in two was like a punctured balloon, his whole body sunken suddenly, his eyes were open, and he was no longer alive.

Fang Chen stopped not far away tremblingly, and glanced this way with his probe: "Boss..."

Shi Yu didn't respond.

Cheng Wuye took the longbow from him with his intact hand: "You are good at fighting."

Shi Yu wiped the blood from the tiger's mouth on the back of his hand, and put his hand in his pocket.

Fang Chen looked at Guan Yueyue, and whispered, "Will she...do you want to pay attention?"

It's really frightening to see Lu Nan turning against the water.

Cheng Wuye smiled and said, "Should not be used."

Fang Chen: "Huh?"

"If she wants to betray her, we will not be enough to beat her up."

"..."

The metal fluidized into a gun, and Cheng Wuye held the gun with one hand and threw it violently.

The sharp end passed through the woods, rubbing Lu Nan's forehead and nailing it to the ground.

Cheng Wuye moved his hand slightly, dragged the man over with the lasso, and fell on his knees in front of him: "Is it enough to hide for so long?"

Lu Nan's legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up, his face was pale: "I'm not..."

Cheng Wuye raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it intentional?"

Lu Nan's shoulders trembled, and all the words were stuck in his throat.

Fang Chen looked at Lu Nan who was kneeling on the ground, with a complicated look in his eyes: "You have been colluding with Xu Zhukong for a long time?"

"No! I didn't!" Lu Nan seemed to have finally found a chance, and explained in a panic and haste, "Just now, he suddenly spoke in my ear just now, and he told me to do this!"

"Then before that," Fang Chen pointed to Cheng Wuye, "and it wasn't you who held Brother Zhao back? You weren't the one who caused Brother Zhao to be killed?"

"That's what the Taoist priest did!" Lu Nan shouted, "It's the Taoist priest who wants to kill you!"

Fang Chen was taken aback.

"The ghost said, because you have opened your spiritual apertures, your master brought you here as sacrifices to him! It was the Taoist priest's idea, and the house owner knew it too! The two of them reached an agreement to send you to die! Just to bring Xu Zhukong back to life smoothly!" Lu Nan said straightaway, "He also said that the owner of the house found out that he had become a ghost, so he approached the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest provided a way to revive him. You will come here The two of them did it!"

【Ah? 】

[I always thought that the Taoist chief was just a tool for a good person? 】

Cheng Wuye was thoughtful: "Because we have special identities, can devouring our hearts make him stronger?"

Fang Chen scratched his head: "Then we are equivalent to human-shaped Dabuwan?"

"If Xu Zhukong improved his strength by devouring our hearts, what about Guan Yueyue who restrained him?"

Cheng Wuye turned his gaze: "Since it is a battle between the two sides, the way to improve the strength of Guan Yueyue will not be too different. It stands to reason that it should devour the hearts of our enemy, Lu Nan and his group of players. Why do you Do you have to find Taoist Master Lingshan?"

"Why are you so sure that Master Lingshan is the key to improving Guan Yueyue's strength?"

Shi Yu suddenly became the center of sight, stared at the ground as if distracted, and finally said after a long while: "Guan Yueyue killed people in their group before."

Cheng Wuye was silent for a few seconds, then smiled: "I see."

Fang Chen looked bewildered: "What?"

"Since there is going to be a confrontation, the initial strength of the two sides should not be too far apart. In the first three nights, three people in their team died, and only Bai Qiu died on our side. If you really kill a person, you will get a heart boost With a single strength, Guan Yueyue couldn't possibly be weaker than Xu Zhukong anyway. But when the two of them faced off at first, Guan Yueyue couldn't beat Xu Zhukong. The conditions for Xu Zhukong to improve his strength have been determined, so it can only be Guan Yueyue There is something wrong with the way the power is raised."

"As I said before, the two ways of improving their strength will not be too different. There are only so many people on the scene. If the players from both sides are excluded, only NPCs are left. It just so happens that Lingshan Daoist and the owner are both people and Guans on Xu Zhukong's side. There is more and more hatred, so it is reasonable for her to kill them to get their hearts."

Cheng Wuye looked at Shi Yu: "What happened to the dead player whose face was scratched when he first entered the game? Do you have any ideas?"

"Let it rain."

"What does rain have to do with backstory?"

Shi Yu lowered his eyes: "'White Deer is the god of our village, bless every year with good weather, abundant crops, no worries about food and clothing, and no more droughts.'"

Cheng Wuye searched his memory for a few seconds, and remembered that this was what Lu Nan said when he relayed the woman's story about Bailu: "...there will be no more drought, because Bailu blesses the village with good weather; she died, so the village It rains continuously, and being drenched by the rain is no longer a blessing, but a curse instead?"

Shi Yu's voice didn't fluctuate: "There are two sets of death rules, one is to be killed by Guan Yueyue or Xu Zhukong, and the other is probably to cater to the name of the game, and the condition derived from the god Bailu. But at random times."

Lu Nan said before that he and the old player who died at the beginning were refreshed outside the kitchen.

The old player probably got wet at that time, and after going back to the kitchen to cook for a while, he ran out and tore his skin; while Bai Qiu ran out of the mourning hall in a panic the day before without a bamboo hat to cover the rain, until the same night. He ran out and tore his own face.

"The last question." Cheng Wuye said, "Why did Xu Zhukong and Guan Yueyue turn against each other?"

They were so in love once, why did they suddenly have to kill each other?

Shi Yu turned his head to look at the half-squatting ghost on the ground, and suddenly remembered that he had asked him the same question when he was walking up the mountain.

Guan Yueyue had just turned into a human a few years ago, and he was afraid of others, so he didn't dare to leave the mountain where he was born and raised by himself, so he lied to himself that he came from another place, and he stayed in the village without telling the villagers.

The incarnate form is also beautiful, unlike other women in the village who face the loess and back to the sky, she always wears embroidered white skirts, long hair that falls softly, and has a pair of clear and lively deer eyes. With the fragrance of dew in the forest and mangosteen, a deep pear dimple will be unscrewed when the lips and cheeks are pressed.

Like sake mixed with honey.

The group of passionate and honest young men in the village have never seen a girl like her, whoever sees her can't call "Sister Moon", the ripe vegetables at home, the fresh bamboo shoots dug from the hillside, the wild branches that have just formed As a result, weaving bracelets with wildflowers by the river, portraits and love letters can be piled up on the door and windowsill of her house all day long.

Guan Yueyue had never been in contact with human love, and she did not want to put herself in a completely unfamiliar relationship. She declined overly intimate contact with others one by one, until she spent a night with others.

It was an accident, she went up the mountain together with several young people, when passing by the trail was crowded with people, she was bumped by someone, suddenly her feet were empty, and she fell into a hole as deep as two people along with the sand and stones.

That's the hunter's pit.

Several people on the ground ran over in a panic, Guan Yueyue sat at the bottom of the pit, raised his head and said to them: "Don't worry about me, you go back and get the tools first, I'll just wait for you here."

Several young people discussed for a while, and finally adopted her suggestion.

Seeing the people around him leave, Guan Yueyue just stood up when a shadow suddenly fell over his head and fell to the ground with a "boom".

It was Xu Zhukong.

Guan Yueyue helped him up: "Why did you fall too?"

Xu Zhukong grinned in pain from the fall: "I jumped off by myself."

Guan Yue was taken aback.

Xu Zhukong pointed to the top of his head: "It will be dark soon, what can you do here as a girl, I will accompany you."

Guan Yueyue opened his mouth.

In fact, she wants to say that she is okay, she is not a real person, she has grown up in the woods, no matter what she is better than you.

She wanted to say that from the beginning, she was afraid of being too unusual in the presence of humans. She originally wanted to wait for everyone to leave and climb up by herself. You will only hinder me when you come down.

She also wanted to say that even if she wanted to accompany her, she could sit on it, and if she insisted on jumping off, wouldn't her brain be cramped.

But she didn't say anything after all.

The mountains and forests at night were very humid, and the clothes of both of them were a little damp.Xu Zhukong didn't know when he started to shrink in the corner, not saying a word.

Guan Yueyue felt uneasy: "What's wrong with you?"

After a while, Xu Zhukong's muffled voice came: "I'm afraid of the dark."

"..."

"I might act scary later, you'd better not look at me."

A few minutes later, Guan Yueyue realized that "scary" was an understatement.

She had never seen a person convulsed like a dehydrated fish because of being in the dark, frantically clutching at his chest, and breathing with his mouth wide open in pain.

Guan Yueyue tried to touch him, but felt the cold sweat on his hands: "Brother Xu..."

Xu Zhukong threw him away violently, shrank himself into the corner again, his hands almost scratched his neck, his voice was trembling and broken: "Don't look at me...don't look at me..."

"I don't look at you." Guan Yueyue grabbed his sleeve, "Brother Xu, calm down."

Xu Zhukong just shook his head desperately, his body was shaking like chaff, and he couldn't utter a word.

It is not clear how he was rescued in such a rush. Afterwards, Guan Yue recalled his embarrassment in the cave, and couldn't resist visiting his house, only to learn that Xu Zhukong went up the mountain with his mother and fell into the hunting cave when he was a child.

But they were unlucky. The bottom of the cave was full of bamboo thorns sharpened by hunters and buried in the ground. Xu's mother subconsciously hugged her son when she fell, and she was pierced by the bamboo thorns on the spot and turned into a sieve.

His mother's arms were tightly bound. Xu Zhukong, who was only seven or eight years old, didn't know if he realized something from the bloody smell in his nose. He still didn't dare to open his eyes and let himself be immersed in the darkness.It wasn't until Xu's father found out that they hadn't returned at night that Xu Zhukong was picked up by the villagers who went up the mountain to search for them, but since then he has suffered from a fear of the dark.

The village is backward in knowledge, and they don’t know that he is actually claustrophobic, but they know that he will have convulsions, difficulty breathing, foaming at the mouth, and may even die.

He was obviously so afraid of the dark, but when she fell, he jumped into the source of his fear without hesitation.

As stupid as it gets.

Guan Yueyue sat beside his bed, and before he could speak his question, the person on the bed covered his head with the quilt first: "Did I make you ugly that day?"

She laughed angrily: "I didn't know that you, a man, cared so much about whether you looked good or not."

Xu Zhukong was bored for a long time before he whispered, "You are different."

"It's okay for others to see it, but you can't."