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Chapter 3 The Hometown of Witch Gu [3]

At the beginning, Sang Qi planned to play tricks on the way they sent her and the other two into the snake cave, but she changed her mind when she saw the sentence in the barrage that said she looked like a goddess.

Sang Qi is a desperate gambler at heart, she is keen on all performances, the more difficult the factor is, the more it can arouse people's desire to win, and the sense of near-death will only make her more sober.

"It's hard for you to remember."

The girl bent her eyes with a smile, and touched the wound on her wrist indifferently.

These people don't pay much attention to outsiders, and they just take a look at the appearance of outsiders, because they are just bought to test medicine.

Only by standing at the taboo point of their fear, can Sang Qi force these people to face her squarely.

So when the adrenaline is soaring, use specious words to become the goddess in their minds.

Whether she is a goddess or not is not important.

As long as they believe, then she is the goddess of this village.

Impeccable role-playing, brilliant wordplay, ambiguous pushing and pulling.

It's called a fraudster.

The crowd fell silent, and in the stalemate atmosphere, Sang Qi heard the crisp sound of bells, one after another, very rhythmic, and then the crowd was split in half like a wave, and the villagers spontaneously stood in the two halves, and the bells rang. The sound is getting closer.

Sang Qi moved his hand down by his side.

She raised her head slowly, and the first thing she saw was the silver jewelry on the neck of the person in front of her. The exquisite craftsmanship created a vivid pattern, a circling and sleeping poisonous snake.

Further up, the girl was slightly taken aback.

Before meeting the High Priest, she thought that he would be a white-haired old man over half a century old like the one played in the film and television drama, but the person standing in front of her was unexpectedly young.

The shiny black hair hangs down neatly and softly. The hair around the cheeks is fixed by beautiful silver ornaments and pinned behind the ears. The young man has long hair that is almost waist-length, and the ends of the hair are tied by silver ornaments. Two thin silver chains.

Embellished with 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 at it, his eyes were very indifferent, and his skin was abnormally white.

This is a young man who can be described as 'beautiful and monstrous', with a pale and delicate face, but strangely red lips, revealing a bit of treachery and enchantment, like a colorful poisonous snake.

Beautiful, but poisonous.

Sang Qi looked at the person in front of him calmly.

Sang Qi was slightly taken aback for a moment until he saw a standard and delicate tear mole at the corner of the boy's eye.

The location of the mole is perfect, it looks like a young man, but it is not feminine. It is just below the corner of the eye, which dilutes the sense of alienation brought by the cold look in the eyes.

He looked at the person in front of him indifferently, and without warning, he raised his hand and squeezed Sang Qi's wrist.

His eyes stayed on the wound on her wrist for a moment,
Then the young man raised his eyes, his tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "Goddess?"

Sang Qi licked her lips, she didn't answer, but just quietly stared into the young priest's eyes.

Compared to their stalemate, the bullet chatting was very hot.

[This is the first time I saw the appearance of the High Priest, but he was not an old man. 】

[What a pretty face, but why does he look so scary, he seems to be able to bite me to death in a second. 】

[This player named Sang Qi is a bit courageous, but why does she seem to know these people very well? Could it be that she was taken away by the kid in the dungeon? 】

Sang Qi's expression didn't change, he looked back seriously.

She has always understood a truth.

When you don't know the situation, say more and make more mistakes.

All she had to do was to use plausible words to guide them, and let them find a suitable reason for her in their hearts.

Commonly known as self-strategy.

The young priest looked away first, then he took a step back slowly, wiping the hand that touched Sang Qi just now without any trace.

The few villagers beside him were waiting for his instructions, but they already believed them seven or eight percent in their hearts.

They have all seen the statue of the goddess and worship it every year.

It was the first time I saw such a similar face.

Moreover, her calm appearance when she spoke was not similar to those screaming and panicking outsiders.

The priest stared at Sang Qi for two seconds, then he slowly bent his lips, put his right hand lightly in front of his left shoulder, bowed slightly and made a 'please' gesture: "This way please."

He seemed to find it very interesting, a little smile overflowed from his throat, and he bit down every word clearly.

"goddess."

……

……

The young priest did not believe her.

From the casual attitude of the person in front, 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 foreigner, couldn't cause any trouble?
Sang Qi took the initiative to talk: "You don't seem to believe me?"

The footsteps of the young priest 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 persuade me."

The young man has exquisite eyebrows and beautiful eyes, the girl's figure is clearly reflected in the light amber pupils, and a small mole under the corner of the eye seems to be able to speak.

Sang Qi rubbed the center of his brows wearily, avoided looking at him again, and kept his tone as indifferent as ever.

"I've lived outside for a long time, and I can't remember many things. It's just that when I came back here today, I felt that everything here was very familiar, as if I belonged here."

The boy stopped in his tracks.

Sang Qi continued to speak: "I was originally here for tourism, but I appeared here when I opened my eyes. Maybe there is some fate with this place."

The priest turned his head to look at Sang Qi, his pale and pretty face was full of thoughtfulness, as if he was judging the credibility of her words.

But the girl's eyes were shining, with a determined expression, and she couldn't see the slightest guilty conscience.

"I'm not interested in whether you are a goddess or not."

The young priest put his arms around his arms, the silver bell tied at the end of his hair swayed slightly as he walked, and the exquisitely crafted silver ornaments around his neck also made some noises. He stood in front of Sang Qi and leaned over slightly.

He carelessly raised the hair near Sang Qi's ear, put it on his lips, and then raised his eyes.

"The villagers in the village are divided into two factions, and you can choose to join one of them..." The young man withdrew his hand, bent his lips and smiled, and tilted his head slightly: "Or, join me?"

Before Sang Qi could make a sound, the barrage frantically swiped up.

[I am willing to marry a priest, even if it is a concubine. 】

[I don't want to be moved, but he smiled at me. 】

[The one in front smiled at the host. 】

(End of this chapter)