Chapter 112 When the koi fish enters the horror game (15)
"Pfft——"
Nan Xian smiled, walked out of bed barefoot, walked straight to the boy who was breathing messily, stretched out his green-white fingertips and touched his forehead.
A wisp of pale white mist was drawn out from Duan Youli's forehead.
"The body fragrance of dragon has aphrodisiac effect."
The tips of Duan Youli's ears were burning hot, and the cold fingertips on his forehead did not dissipate the heat at all, but instead made his body even hotter.
He felt that his breath was hot.
When Nan Xian retracted his fingertips, he said in a very soft voice: "But you are really beautiful, and the horns on your head are also very cute."
Nan Xian was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and touched his horns.
He had a headache and said, "It's popping up again."
Duan Youli looked straight at the two crystal-clear green horns on the woman's head, and suddenly a surge of overwhelming hatred for the villagers of Bibun Village surged in his heart.
Sensing that the young man's mood had become dark, Nan Xian leaned his head towards him with a warm smile: "Do you want to touch me?"
The evil spirit faded away, and Duan Youli stood a little dull, with his hands and feet no longer knowing where to place them. His thin lips moved slightly, his face turned red and he gave in to his inner desire: "Is that okay?"
"Um."
My fingers slowly touched it, it was so soft, like a soft mimosa, and it even trembled shyly.
"It's getting dark. You should go home. I'm going to bed too. There are still many people outside the temple waiting for me to treat them."
Nan Xian took a lantern and handed it to him.
The young man didn't answer, he lowered his head, his eyes extremely dim under the flickering light of the lantern.
"Why treat them?
Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and the pain on their bodies is not unreasonable. You have brought blessings to the villagers by bringing rain to the village, so why do you have to do so much for them?
People's hearts are greedy and will never be satisfied. If you respond to their requests, you will only make their appetites bigger, and they may not be grateful to you!"
Speaking of the latter, Duan Youli thought of the green dragon being chased by vicious villagers in the background of the game, scratching its scales and peeling its skin. His heart felt like it was being pressed by a huge boulder, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
He put a hand on his black hair and rubbed it.
The woman's voice was like a pearl falling to the ground, clear and sweet: "But I am a god, and gods only want to cure diseases and save people.
People are not as bad as you think.
The people in the village are very kind to me. I didn’t save them because they wanted to be grateful to me, I just didn’t want to see them suffer.”
I didn’t want them to suffer, but in the end they scraped your scales and dug into your flesh, and you were in so much pain that no one came to save you...
Duan Youli walked in the quiet mountain village holding a lantern.
The figure of Nan Xian was all in his mind. This innocent and kind-hearted little green dragon must have just entered the world and was nourished by the sea water. He had no idea of the sinister nature of the human heart.
Only then will you be deceived by ugly faces.
He found that he did not dare to think about the tragic ending of Xiao Qinglong. When he thought of her being helpless and panicked as her scales were pulled out and her flesh and blood was cut out, the violent and bloodthirsty factor in his heart began to grow wildly!
In the next few days, Duan Youli would sneak into the temple every day.
He saw Nan Xian asking the patient to wait and then walking into the inner room to have her scales removed in pain. He saw that she couldn't put away her horns during the day and put on a black cloak to cover up.
When she saw the village chief cleaning up the house for her, he quietly put the silk cloth used to wipe the blood into his arms.
I saw some people pretending to be ill and pretending to be sick, and some people moaning without any illness to take advantage of seeing the beauty of the fairy.
He saw Nan Xian getting weaker and weaker, the light on his scales getting dimmer and dimmer, and the medicine becoming less and less effective. He saw the village chief praying to Nan Xian for another heavy rain to fill the canals in the village.
That night, when Duan Youli came back, the oil lamp was on in the room.
Zhang Mengqi was waiting in the house. When she saw him coming back, she gave him a complicated look: "I followed you during the day and saw you enter the temple."
Duan Youli said "hmm" with no emotion in his tone: "Are you okay?"
"You..." Zhang Mengqi was a little embarrassed to say: "Did you really approach the boss just to leave the game?"
Duan Youli didn't look at her and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat.
"I don't want to accuse you. If you hadn't stood in front of me that day to drive away those poisonous insects and answered the boss's questions correctly, I wouldn't be alive today."
She bit her lip: "I just want to remind you that the boss is just a game character. If we are lucky enough to pass the game and return to reality, we will have parents and relatives, and games are all fake."
After Zhang Mengqi finished speaking, she looked at him deeply, turned around and left.
Duan Youli put down the tea cup silently. Under the flickering candlelight, the young man's fair face flickered with the candlelight.
Of course he knew what Zhang Mengqi said.
But if you can give up easily if you like someone, it's not like you.
On the day when the Qinglong Immortal cast a spell to bring rain, the whole village rushed to the open space in front of the temple.
The village chief had already ordered the villagers to set up the altar.
Even though Nanxian did not need these fancy things, the village chief still made a grand scene, opening the altar, making mud dragons, waving grass dragons, and preparing livestock offerings one by one.
The villagers all knelt on the ground.
Suddenly I heard an explosion in the sky, and after several bursts of thunder, the cloudless sky was covered by large black clouds. The dark clouds spread over my head, like a herd of wild horses galloping in the sky.
The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and the pressure is getting lower and lower. In an instant, it has changed from daytime to evening.
"Pa, pa", big raindrops poured down, and the sky and the earth were filled with mist. People could not see anything clearly. They only stood up, cheered and danced.
Hey...Dragon King saves all people
The gentle breeze and drizzle save all people
Hey...save the people
There's a drought and there's a fire
The green seedlings in the ground are dried
Hey...dried
The Dragon King saves all people.
The deafening thunder and the pounding rain made the villagers' singing seem inaudible.
The snow-white lightning, like a giant sword, tore out traces of light in the dark sky, illuminating every happy face on the earth.
It was the first time that Zhang Mengqi saw this kind of magical rain scene, and she couldn't help but sigh at the realism of this game. She was shocked by the scene of thunder and lightning.
Everyone was cheering, except Duan Youli whose eyes were fixed on the little green dragon that was casting rain.
Her cloak was blown open by the strong wind, and her black hair was swaying in the wind.
The two tender horns were exposed to the cold wind, looking fragile and petite.
Duan Youli saw that her face was getting paler and her brows were frowning more and more, but her hands still maintained the gesture of casting spells, her eyes were closed tightly, and she endured it.
Everyone was laughing, only she was suffering.
Why?
Huge resentment engulfed Duan Youli. The young man clenched his fists tightly and his whole body tensed like a wild leopard whose territory had been violated. He rushed to the altar, picked up the person and ran away.
The thunder in the sky stopped and the heavy rain stopped.
Among the dust and leaves flying all over the sky, only the vague shadows of the boy and the god were left.
"Someone kidnapped the gods!
He stopped the Dragon God from raining. He is a sinner. Catch him!