God does not love the world [unlimited]

Before Peter Pan left without leaving the key, the chain could not be untied temporarily, and the rust on the iron ring was soaked with blood, seeping in bit by bit.

Shi Yu's wounds from the knife cuts have all been treated, but her body temperature can't be lowered, and her lips are skinned due to the high fever, but the color is bleak.His palms were covered with sweat, and even his breath was hot.

Ji Congyang was squatting beside the bed, and was putting the last piece of tape on the opening of the opponent's right wrist. He had to carry the iron ring during the whole process, while preventing the oppression, he was also worried about scratching and infection, and he also had to take into account that the action of wrapping the gauze would accidentally get him It hurt, and after it was dealt with, I was also sweating, and finally got up to open the door.

Qiao Yan pushed the door open and came in, glanced at the bed: "How are you doing now?"

"Falling asleep." Ji Congyang returned the bandage iodine to him, "How on earth did you get that iron chain up? I have to hold that thing while bandaging, and my hands are not enough."

Qiao Yan: "You won't ask someone to come in and carry it for you?"

"..."

Ji Congyang was dumbfounded.

Yeah, why didn't he call someone to help him?

Qiao Yan continued, "Peter Pan should have locked it."

Ji Congyang froze for a moment, then nodded: "Oh."

"You're not surprised at all?"

"What's the surprise? Peter Pan can play captivity?" Ji Congyang took a piece from the remaining cream cake on the table, "He can kill his good friends so mercilessly, why is it so strange to shut him down now?"

Qiao paused: "Kill a friend?"

He remembered as if he hadn't said anything about it.

"Isn't that what it says in the original book?" Ji Congyang took a sip of the cream, feeling a little greasy.He smacked his lips, "The immature Peter Pan will hate adults, so if anyone grows up, Peter Pan will think that the other party has betrayed him, so he will kill the other party. There are no adults on Neverland, but it is actually because of children They will all be killed by Peter Pan the day they grow up."

Qiao Yan looked at him: "What kind of original book did you read?"

"How many other original works can there be?" Ji Congyang was puzzled, "Isn't there just one version of the original work?"

【Grass? ? ? 】

【Is this the character design of Peter Pan? ? 】

【What the hell I read is really a fake fairy tale】

【Actually, it's normal. After all, such a dark plot must be deleted from publication】

【Now I am not at all surprised why Peter Pan's character is so sick and delicate. I am more curious about the source of Ji Congyang's storybook】

Shuying didn't stay by the bed, and after confirming that his life was not in danger for the time being, he came to the balcony. He could see the position of the person in the room as soon as he raised his head and opened his eyes. Obviously, his sight hadn't shifted for a moment, but he just stopped at the ceremony.

Qiao Yan actually didn't quite understand him, but he didn't bother to understand either.He took the small box he brought over to the railing of the balcony: "I forgot to ask last time, what are you all trying to collect the fragments of God's Domain for?"

"After Fu Ye's betrayal back then, the main god had been in seclusion for a long time. It was said to the outside world that it was to punish the traitor, but all the gods in the temple knew that he didn't even show up for the necessary regular meetings during that time." Shuying was very light. He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, "We all know that he was injured by a traitor because of his injuries."

Qiao Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the lock on the wooden box: "Wouldn't it be because of this that you never suspected that he was a counterfeit?"

Shuying ignored the sarcasm in his tone: "Even if she appeared in front of others afterward, her supernatural power was always in vain. This is the most obvious sign of incomplete and unstable godhead."

Qiao didn't stop his hands, and took the time to look up at him: "You wanted to find back the missing godhead for him, but the godhead became the domain of gods?"

Shuying does not deny: "After the system was established, the master of the temple was the first batch of players to enter the domain of the gods. From the beginning, players were randomly packed and stuffed into the domain of the gods. Later, the information of the copy was detected and summarized in advance, and finally ordinary people were able to come in. A year and a half."

Later, it was perfected, put into use, and updated from generation to generation. The master gods are the first batch of personal testers.

Even the gods are not afraid of death. They hold great power in the temple and command the wind and rain in the god world. There are so many beautiful things that I have never seen.

But even if entering the realm of the gods is risky, and even if one is not careful, it may end in death, they still came.

Shuying looked at the shadow on the ground: "I want to help him, whatever. They are the same."

Qiao Yan knew that the "they" he mentioned referred to the other gods in charge.

The lock on the wooden box just opened at this moment.

Qiao Yan took off the lock and opened the wooden box.

A bag of realgar and a bottle of honeysuckle essential oil.

One drives snakes away, the other attracts them.

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"You wanted to use a poisonous snake to kill Peter Pan before?!" Ji Congyang was shocked.

Qiao Yan glanced to the side.

Ji Congyang also looked aside, but fortunately, no one woke up.He lowered his voice: "Why?"

Qiao Yan put the box containing realgar and essential oil on the table and leaned against the wall: "Didn't you see it all?"

Ji Congyang noticed the mess in the room since he came in, and then contacted Shi Yu with the iron chains on his wrists to ponder: "Because Peter Pan was imprisoned? We imprisoned you before we entered this game..."

Joe hated to be expressionless.

"...the Tin Soldier." Ji Congyang changed his words in time, "Then Tin Soldier wants revenge? Or is it to escape? Oh yes, is it to fight back? Didn't you find Peter Pan's body in that forest before? Is it because the tin soldiers used poisonous snakes to fight back?"

The speculation is quite logical, but unfortunately the result is wrong.

"Peter Pan was killed by a lion?"

Qiao Yan: "I was killed by a lion lured by Little Red Riding Hood."

Ji Congyang was dazed for a few seconds, then ran out suddenly, and came back a few minutes later with a wine bottle in his hand.

There is an object of unknown shape in the wine bottle, which is generally yellow in color. The small grid inside is a standard hexagon. The gray, black and yellow creatures in the grid are vibrating their wings and buzzing. Just looking at it can make people feel dense phobia.

"You brought the castle's beehive?"

"The honeycomb on the windowsill of my room." Ji Congyang shook the transparent long-necked glass wine bottle, "I just took it off and put it in the bottle."

Joe was speechless.

Obviously it's all body alienation, and he is not afraid of wasp stings or poisonous snakes, but why is Ji Congyang a Pinocchio with all limbs intact, but he wants to be a one-legged tin soldier?

Can you do whatever you want with luck?

After thinking about it, Qiao Yan shifted her gaze to Shi Yu.

The other party was still lying on the bed, with white bandages wrapped around his wrists and neck.

Because he couldn't use medicine, Ji Congyang also tried his best to stop his bleeding. It would be easier to wrap three circles directly than now, but just wrapping one more layer of gauze can directly strangle him to death.

But if Peter Pan had found the Tin Soldier instead of Little Red Riding Hood tonight, he might not have turned out like this even if he stood still and was beaten.

Qiao Yan came to a conclusion in his heart.

It's really bad luck.

Ji Congyang didn't know what he was thinking about: "Now that there are bees, lions and snakes, could it be that the six animals on the steps were actually played by the player to kill Peter Pan?"

Qiao Yan got up: "Probably so."

Ji Congyang: "Will it help the mission if we find out all the evidence related to the six animals?"

Qiao Yan didn't deny it, and grabbed him as he passed by: "There are three more animals, hurry to find them."

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Shuying sat on the chair and looked down at the person on the bed.

The person on the bed was in a deep sleep, and he didn't show any reaction to the long conversation that just happened next to him. His eyelashes were drooping very long, but the center of his brow was still furrowed unconsciously, and he didn't know whether it was because he was uncomfortable or thinking. wearing something.

He didn't dare to show it when someone was around, and only when the night was quiet and the other party was ignorant would he dare to get closer, even if it was just to take a serious look at the other party.

As if such a close-up view is some shameless extravagance.

The principal gods are not selected by someone, but are born. They have a godhead born to be compatible with their gods since they were born.

For this reason, many gods and people say that the principal god is favored by heaven. In fact, no one knows that the principal god was born in the mortal world before entering the temple, grew up among mortals, and was recommended by the principal god to enter the god realm.

Shuyingzhang is from all corners of the country, and grew up by the sea since he was a child, and his family has the largest piece of water in the village.When he was four or five years old, many people were keen to buy live mussels to dig pearls. His father caught up with the enthusiasm and made a fortune by selling mussels, becoming the richest man in the village.

However, the probability of digging clams to get pearls is too low, and the bet is not on luck but on the wealth saved through hard work. Some people get rich overnight by relying on it, and more people go bankrupt because of it.People in that era didn't have any legal concepts, and after they went bankrupt, they always wanted to find someone to vent their anger on. His father was hacked to death with an ax like this, and his mother was played to death by a group of men. The villagers divided up the money they found in the house.

And because he was pushed when they entered the door, his head happened to hit the wall. He was lying motionless in the corner. Everyone thought he passed out, but no one knew that he was watching and watching Seeing his father's hands and feet falling to the ground, seeing his mother's desperate cry, seeing the bright colors in his sight being painted pale one by one, until the blood splashed on his face slowly dripped down into the gap between his lips and teeth, he felt the pain for the first time. Tasted death once.

He ran away while they were robbing the money, jumped out of the window and jumped into the sea.The bandits were chasing after him, but he swam forward desperately, from the sun rising until it was dark, and when he turned his head and could no longer see the pursuers, the exhaustion of his body began to drag him down to the deep sea.

Then a hand reached into the water and pulled him out.

When he was a child, he heard from his parents that there is a spirit in the sky, but when he curled up in a corner, no matter how he prayed, there was no God to back him up. When he was on the surface of the sea, the fire in his heart went out and burned even more intensely. Even when he died, he only regretted running out I haven't personally picked up the knife of revenge before.

Until later he aroused the godhead.

Young children still don't understand that a long sword needs a scabbard. The power that does not belong to the world has given him the sharpest light blade. Thousands of families were pinched by his neck and knelt on the ground begging for mercy. The feeling of controlling the life and death of all things can make everyone Addicted, but in the end he just threw the machete on their heads, walked into the crowd and watched them being ransacked with a stick, and from then on he could only hug beggars for the rest of his life.

He does not believe in God, he only believes in the Lord God.

Create a system, enter God's Domain, build a guild, accept players, do tasks, and risk punishment to cheat under the rules of heaven, all you want is one.

Shuying knelt beside the bed, lowered her head, her face seemed to be praying.

"grown ups."