Chapter 110 When the koi enters the horror game (13)
In the yard, an old lady with white hair was sitting in the shade at the door of the hall, sewing her shoes. When she heard the voice, she raised her head, doubts flashing in her cloudy eyes.
"Grandma, I'll take them to drink water first." The little girl avoided her grandma's sight.
There is a large vat in the kitchen, and the water in the vat is full and crystal clear.
Among the four great joys in life, the first one is the rain after a long drought.
Zhang Mengqi and Duan Youli took gourds and gourds and drank to their fill in the kitchen. Only then did they feel like they were alive.
"How do you know the answer to the boss's question?"
After quenching her thirst, Zhang Mengqi asked casually.
Duan Youli: "I'm actually not sure, maybe I'm more lucky."
"Then what should we do now? We seem to be back before this village was destroyed."
"If my third answer is correct, then we should save the Azure Dragon God. Only by taking precautions and making her no longer resentful will this game stop."
Zhang Mengqi nodded, but her expression was not relaxed: "But if we want to save the Azure Dragon God, then we have to become enemies of the entire Horrible Village. Do we... have any chance of winning?"
"Just do your best," Duan Youli smiled bitterly.
In the small courtyard, grandma and granddaughter had a quarrel because of a disagreement.
Xiaoya said: "Grandma, you have killed the old hen that laid the eggs. We only have these twenty eggs left. Your eyes are fine, so you need to eat more to replenish them."
"I don't have to. The Azure Dragon Immortal is our great benefactor. Without the Azure Dragon Immortal, our lives would be dead. Why would we eat eggs?"
"But grandma..." The little girl was still a little reluctant and compromised tactfully: "Can I save two eggs, grandma?"
"Xiaoya, do you listen to grandma?"
"Xiaoya, listen to grandma."
"Then go."
"But grandma, Erdan and Da Zhuang didn't give anything to Master Qinglong Shen, and they even took away the chicken soup that grandma had stewed." The little girl felt aggrieved and had tears in her eyes again.
"They are who they are. We can't control others, but we can control ourselves."
Xiaoya wiped her tears, covered the eggs in the basket with a blue cloth, sobbed and nodded: "Xiaoya understands."
"Go ahead." The old lady touched her granddaughter's hair lovingly.
Duan Youli walked to the courtyard and said Wen Ruan: "Wait a minute, I will accompany you. I also want to meet the Qinglong Immortal who has given me blessings."
Since the drought, many outsiders have entered the village.
Everyone admires and respects the gods, and it is understandable that they want to see the true appearance of the gods. The old lady did not refute, and said kindly: "Then let's go together.
It’s just that the Qinglong God is not in good health recently, so don’t delay for too long.”
The village is very lively, and there are villagers building houses everywhere.
They cut wood from the mountains and built houses sweating profusely under the scorching sun. From time to time they took the kettle from the woman's hand, drank it heartily, and continued working.
Children were running around the village, their laughter and the chirping of cicadas intertwined into cheerful music.
The two of them followed Xiaoya for a long time, and finally came to a temple sprinkled with gold and wooden carvings.
Seeing the location of the temple, Duan Youli and Zhang Mengqi's expressions changed slightly.
Zhang Mengqi's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something.
Duan Youli nodded at her and said, "Go in."
Isn't the location of this temple the same place where the huge loess pit was when you first entered the game?
At this time, there was a long queue in front of the temple.
The village chief with a fake smile in the game was in front of the team, maintaining order with a warm smile.
The people who walked out of the temple looked happy, clutched the shining scales in their hands and left in a hurry, while everyone in line looked envious.
Duan Youli and Zhang Mengqi also saw an acquaintance in the crowd.
The old man was as shriveled as a sea lion that had been drained of fat and water, with only a piece of wrinkled skin sticking to the bones.
He was lame on one leg and was using a cane.
As if aware that someone was looking at him, the old man slowly turned his head, and his eyeballs, which had turned yellow due to old age, fell directly on Duan Youli and Zhang Mengqi.
Even though she was mentally prepared, Zhang Mengqi was still so frightened that she said "ah".
People lining up in front and behind looked at the two of them suspiciously.
The old man looked away with an expressionless expression, and slowly took a few steps forward with his crutch.
When it was Duan Youli's turn and his group's turn, the sun had already set in the west.
This is the first time Duan Youli has seen the beautiful setting sun since entering the game, and it is also the first time he has felt the real sunshine and wind.
When the lame old man with gray hair and chicken skin came out of it, his gloomy face burst into tears of joy. He threw away the crutch in his hand and limped down the stairs.
After he got used to it, he simply walked quickly, his voice hoarse and excited: "I'm healed, my legs are healed, I can walk, hahaha!"
Someone on the side couldn't help but said: "Old man Feng has been lame for most of his life. I didn't expect that this leg can be cured. God is really amazing!"
The woman next to her sneered and spat: "Qinglong God is so good, but this mana is wasted on saving such an old man."
The foreigner didn't know why and asked, "What should I say? Isn't this old man a good person?"
The woman laughed: "Do you know why his leg is lame?"
The stranger shook his head.
The woman didn’t show off any more: “Our village used to raise silkworms and weave cloth, and his mother-in-law was a good hand at raising silkworms, and the cloth she weaved was also the best among the women in the village.
At that time, relying on his mother-in-law, their family was a big family in our village, but this old man failed to live up to his expectations. Not only did he hook up with the widow at the west end of the village, he was also instigated by the widow to run to the gambling house.
In the end, his family was ruined due to gambling, his wife was kidnapped by the gambling house and sold to the lowest brothel in town, and one of his legs was also crippled by the gambling house."
The bystanders sighed: "This old guy has really brought harm to the world for thousands of years!"
"Dear fellow villagers, Master Qinglong Shen is tired today. If you feel sick, please come back tomorrow." The village chief stood on the high steps and said to the crowd.
Hearing this, the villagers who failed to get in line looked disappointed.
Even though it was almost dusk, the queue outside the temple was still very long.
Not all of these people are terminally ill, but who doesn’t want to make themselves healthier? Who doesn’t want to be blessed with immortality and prolong life? Who doesn’t want to erase the flaws on their body?
Don’t take advantage of me, bastard!
The people in line gradually dispersed, but some people were still unwilling to leave and took a nap outside the temple, hoping to line up early tomorrow.
"Village chief, my grandma asked me to deliver eggs to Lord Dragon God."
Xiaoya walked up the steps.
"Lord Dragon God has cast a lot of spells today and has fallen asleep from exhaustion. I will help you deliver these eggs. You can go home early," the village chief said with a smile.
"But...but my grandma asked me to hand it over to Lord Dragon God with my own hands."
Xiaoya looked troubled and prayed: "Village Chief, I will go in and hand the egg to Lord Dragon God, and then come out."