At first, Sang Qi planned to trick her on the way to send her and the other two people into the snake cave, but when she saw the barrage saying that she looked like a goddess statue, she changed her mind.
Sang Qi is a desperate gambler at heart. She is keen on all performances. The more difficult the performance, the more it arouses people's desire to win and lose. The feeling of being on the verge of death will only make her more sober.
"It's hard for you to remember it."
The girl smiled, rolled her eyes, and touched the wound on her wrist nonchalantly.
These people don't pay much attention to outsiders, and they only take one look at their appearance, because they are just bought to test the medicine.
Only by standing at the taboo point of their fear could Sang Qi force these people to look at her.
So when the adrenaline is soaring, you can use specious words to become a goddess in their minds.
Whether she is a goddess or not is not important.
As long as they believe in her, she will be the goddess of this village.
Flawless role playing, brilliant speaking skills, and ambiguous push and pull skills.
That's what he is - a fraudster.
Everyone fell silent, and in the stalemate atmosphere, Sang Qi heard the crisp ringing of bells, one after another, very rhythmic, and then the crowd was split in half like a wave, and the villagers spontaneously stood in half, and the bells rang.
The sound is getting closer and closer.
Sang Qi moved his hand hanging by his side.
She slowly raised her head, and the first thing she saw was the silver jewelry worn around the neck of the person in front of her. The exquisite craftsmanship created a vivid pattern, a coiled and sleeping poisonous snake.
Going up further, the girl was slightly stunned.
Before meeting the high priest, she thought he would be a white-haired old man over fifty years old like those played in movies and TV series, but the man standing in front of her was unexpectedly young.
The shiny black hair hangs down neatly and smoothly. The hair on the cheeks is fixed by beautiful silver jewelry and tucked behind the ears. The young man has long hair that almost reaches his waist. The ends of the hair are tied by silver jewelry and hang down on both sides.
Two thin silver chains.
There are two bells at the end.
This should be the source of the ringtone.
The young man was wearing a purple Miao costume, and the belt around his waist was embroidered with special and exquisite patterns. When he looked over, his eyes were very indifferent, and his skin was abnormally white.
This is a young man who can be described as 'beautiful and enchanting'. He has a pale and delicate face, but his lips are strangely red, revealing a bit of treachery and enchantment, like a colorful poisonous snake.
Beautiful, but poisonous.
Sang Qi looked at the people in front of him calmly.
Until he saw a standard and exquisite tear mole at the corner of the young man's eye, Sang Qi was slightly stunned for a moment.
The position of the mole was perfect, making the boy look delicate but not feminine. It was just below the corner of the eye, diluting the alienation caused by the cold look in his eyes.
He looked at the person in front of him indifferently, and without any warning, he raised his hand and pinched Sang Qi's wrist.
His eyes stayed on the wound on her wrist for a moment,
Then the young man raised his eyes and said in a calm tone with no emotion at all: "Goddess?"
Sang Qi licked her lips, but she didn't answer, just stared into the young priest's eyes quietly.
Compared to their stalemate, the barrage was heated.
[The first time I saw the high priest, he was not an old man.]
[She looks so beautiful, but why does she look so scary? It seems like he could bite me to death in the next second.]
[This player named Sang Qi is a bit brave, but she seems to be very familiar with these people. Could it be that she was taken over by the kid in the dungeon? 】
Sang Qi's expression did not change and he looked back seriously.
She has always understood one thing.
When you don't know the situation clearly, you will make more mistakes.
All she had to do was to guide them with specious words and let them find suitable reasons for her in their hearts.
Commonly known as self-strategy.
The young priest first looked away. He slowly took a step back and wiped the hand that had just touched Sang Qi without leaving a trace.
Several villagers around him were waiting for his instructions, but they were already convinced.
They have all seen the goddess statue and worship it every year.
This is the first time I've seen such a similar face.
Moreover, the calm manner in which she spoke was not similar to those foreigners who screamed and panicked.
The priest stared at Sang Qi for two seconds, then he slowly bent his lips, gently placed his right hand in front of his left shoulder, bowed slightly and made a 'please' gesture: "This way please."
He seemed to find it very interesting, a smile escaped from his throat, and he spoke every word clearly.
"goddess."
…
…
The young priest didn't believe her.
From the casual attitude of the man in front of him, Sang Qi clearly realized this.
But he didn't expose her, he just followed her play. Did he find it interesting, or did he think that she, a little outsider, couldn't make any waves?
Sang Qi took the initiative to talk: "You don't seem to believe me?"
The young priest's steps paused, and the sound of the bell also stopped.
He turned his head sideways and raised his chin at Sang Qi: "Perhaps you can come up with some reasons to convince me."
The young man's eyebrows are delicate and beautiful, and the girl's figure is clearly reflected in the light amber eyes. A small mole under the corner of the eye seems to be able to speak.
Sang Qi rubbed his brows tiredly, his eyes avoided looking at him, and his tone was as indifferent as ever.
"I have lived outside for a long time, and I can't remember many things. But when I came back here today, I felt that everything here was very familiar, as if I originally belonged here."
The young man stopped.
Sang Qi continued: "I came here for a trip, but when I opened my eyes, I appeared here. Maybe I have some fate with this place."
The priest turned his head to look at Sang Qi, his pale and beautiful face full of thoughtfulness, as if he was judging the credibility of her words.
But the girl's eyes were bright and she had a determined expression, and she couldn't see the slightest hint of guilt.
"I'm not interested in whether you are a goddess or not."
The young priest folded his arms, the silver bell tied at the end of his hair swayed gently as he walked, and the exquisite silver ornaments around his neck also made some sounds. He stood in front of Sang Qi and leaned forward gently.
He casually lifted the hair around Sang Qi's ear, put it to his lips, and then raised his eyes.
"The villagers in the village are divided into two factions. You can choose to join one of them..." The young man took back his hand, curved his lips and smiled, tilting his head slightly: "Or, join me?"
Before Sang Qi could make a sound, the barrage started going up like crazy.
【I am willing to marry a priest, even if I am a concubine.】
【I didn’t want to be moved either, but he smiled at me.】