Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 73 God’s Grace (7)

This night was so confusing that Xia Lingge didn't know how many drops of blood he had spilled. He only knew that those roots plunged into the water but did not cause other troubles. The thick book was placed on the ground and his head was pillowed, and his eyelids were fighting up and down. I always feel like I can't sleep.

"Sister? Senior?"

She was woken up by being shaken, and the night sky was dotted with stars without any change. She turned her head and looked at Sicheng, with her thick black hair sticking to her forehead obediently, and her eyelids were dark green, but her eyes were bright.

"Sister, are you okay?"

He looked worried.

Xia Lingge's head hurt a little. After a moment of relief, he raised his left hand and looked at it. The bloody cut on his palm had been wrapped with a bandage, "Did you help me?"

Si Cheng nodded obediently: "We can't let the blood flow all the time, but I didn't see the senior sister wake up after I treated the wound, so..."

Shake her awake.

Xia Lingge stood up and looked at the sea of ​​flowers around him: "Where are those roots?"

Sicheng smiled mysteriously and turned sideways to reveal the vast sea of ​​flowers behind him.

The bright tulips still have a strong fragrance, but there are several shower-like things made of iron and pipes placed on the fine cobblestone road next to them. High and low water flows continuously spray out along the pipes. Looking from a distance, there are actually As many as eight.

"This is the inspiration brought to me by my senior sister." Si Cheng said, "Senior sister said it would be great if it rained, so I thought there would be something that could water the sea of ​​flowers for us, and then I saw this. "

Xia Lingge followed his gaze and saw that the pure white marble was laid out layer by layer, the gurgling clear water made ripples, and the carved white swan was lifelike, with its wings spread out, holy and beautiful.

It is a fountain.

Sicheng continued: "When I saw the fountain, I was thinking that since fountains can appear in this world, it means that there is relevant manufacturing technology. It should not be a problem to make a simple shower head according to their technology."

Xia Lingge looked at him: "Is it difficult?"

Sicheng shook his head: "Fortunately, it's difficult to find this kind of manufacturing technology at first, but it's good to learn it, and..." He shook the dial, "If it doesn't work, I still have [props] available."

The water sprayed from the showerhead irrigated the soil, but it turned light red under the light. Xia Lingge walked to one of the showerheads and smelled a faint smell of blood. She said to Si Cheng, "You bled."

Si Cheng paused, hesitated for a while and finally told the truth: "Let it go, these flowers taste like blood, and watering them with ordinary water will no longer work. I can only put some blood to make them settle down."

Xia Lingge understood: "From now on, I will be responsible for bleeding the four showerheads on the left, and you will be responsible for the four on the right."

Sicheng said: "Senior, I can do this alone..."

"But this dungeon cannot be completed in two or three days." Xia Lingge interrupted him, "Now is not the time to talk about humanitarianism. How to complete the dungeon and clear the mission is the most important thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky that had just been covered in darkness suddenly became clear and pure white clouds hung in the blue sky.

And accompanying this transition between day and night, there was an extremely miserable scream.

Xia Lingge and Sicheng looked at each other in silence.

[Day and night alternate, players have 15 minutes to rest, please enjoy it. 】

The clear bell rang again, and they walked towards the temple. Bai Xi, Zhou Wei and the young man wearing a peaked cap had already arrived, but Zhang Peng and Zhang Xiaoshan were still missing. The sutra chanter standing high on the stage glanced at them. When the smiles on their faces were almost gone, Zhang Peng and Zhang Xiaoshan supported each other belatedly.

It looks a bit miserable.

The white robe Zhang Peng was wearing was stained with blood, and a ferocious scar ran diagonally from the left side of his face to the right side, as terrifying as a centipede with many legs. Zhang Xiaoshan next to him was not much better. There were many injuries, but he lost a leg.

"My children, what's wrong with you?" The chanter didn't show much surprise at their miserable situation, but asked coldly with an eyebrow.

Zhang Peng dropped Zhang Xiaoshan, glanced at the rest of the people with a vicious look, and finally settled on Xia Lingge and Zhou Wei, "It's okay." He tried his best to suppress his anger when answering the chanter's question, "I encountered some trouble, but everything is fine." solved."

The chanter nodded: "God will protect you." He turned his eyes to the others, "My children, have you found the [Rebel]?"

The nagging questions come up every day.

No one spoke, and the smile on the chanter's face became more and more weird: "I hope I can hear your good news tonight, children."

Next comes another prayer of nearly 5 minutes.

After the prayer, they did not go to the restaurant immediately like yesterday. Zhang Peng stopped Xia Lingge and Zhou Wei and said angrily: "Tell me! Which one of you two bitches wanted to harm me yesterday!"

Zhou Wei looked confused after being yelled at, and Xia Lingge blinked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"You young master is trying to trick me!" Zhang Peng yelled, "Someone of you two took some books from the library and caused me to break the rules and become like this. Say! Who is it! Otherwise I will skin you both." !”

Zhang Xiaoshan also stared at them resentfully.

Book……

Xia Lingge thought of the "Norse Mythology" he had taken away, and thought about it in his mind, but his face remained calm.

"Don't you say so?" Zhang Peng's eyes were sinister. "Okay, I'll search them now. If you let me know who among you is."

"I will kill anyone."

He started flipping the temple randomly. Bai Xi and Zhou Wei turned pale. They wanted to stop Zhang Peng's nonsense, but he raised his hand and slapped him away. If possible, he even wanted to throw the statue together, including the flower branches and the altar table.

"No……"

He turned to look at Xia Lingge: "That's you."

Xia Lingge shrugged: "It's not me."

"I remember you are the Holy Envoy of the Sea of ​​Flowers, right?" Zhang Peng walked towards her step by step, his eyes stern. "I will find out when I go to the Sea of ​​Flowers. If you dare to lie to me, I will chop you up."

Xia Lingge stood in front of him: "No."

"What's wrong? Feeling guilty?"

"No."

Xia Lingge shook his head: "I don't believe you. The sea of ​​​​flowers also has rules and regulations. If you violate me, you will not end well."

Zhang Peng pulled her away directly: "Whether you end up well or not has nothing to do with me."

"If you insist on talking like this, then I have no choice but to ignore your feelings."

The light voice made Zhang Peng pause. Xia Lingge held the [Certificate of Submission] and looked at him indifferently.

There was no one around to stop her,
Zhang Peng knew that if he really died here, there wouldn't even be anyone to avenge him. His teeth gritted loudly. Xia Lingge put away the note and said in a calm voice: "Don't be anxious, I didn't stop you. I mean to go to the sea of ​​flowers, and I will definitely prove my innocence, but I have to go with you, and you have to abide by my rules."

(End of this chapter)