A Genius and a God Fell In Love

They did not follow the gravel path into the bamboo forest, but took the fork to the right.

Because the thick arrow points in this direction.

When walking by the bamboo forest, Zhang Hanwen said, "These bamboos are growing very well."

Zhao Lele said: "Yes, it's green and green, and even the air is a lot fresher."

"There seems to be a courtyard inside. Ah, if I could live in seclusion here, I would absolutely love it!"

Zhang Huan said: "First of all, you have to be able to afford it."

Chen Chen said with a smile: "There is a saying on the Internet that if you don't have money, you are not qualified to live in seclusion."

The middle-aged woman clicked her tongue twice, "We are saying that you young people, the world is so beautiful, why do you only think about eating well and being lazy, sitting around eating and waiting to die?"

"Sister Li, look at our current situation. Is the world a beautiful place?"

"Ahem, I'm talking about the real world."

Zhao Lele suddenly shouted: "Look, is that Tang Junjun?"

The others quickly looked over and saw a figure standing in front of the courtyard door. Judging from the figure and the clothes he was wearing, there was no doubt that it was Tang Junjun.

Chen Chen said excitedly, "It turns out he is alive too, that's great."

Zhao Lele put his hands on his lips like a trumpet and shouted: "Tang Junjun, what are you doing standing there? Come here quickly."

Liu Hui also shouted, "Come here quickly, the arrow is not pointing there."

Nangong Nan, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "Don't you think it's strange?"

"What?" Chen Chen asked doubtfully, "What's so strange?"

Nangong Nan said: "Isn't it strange that he fell into the lake and didn't come out, but suddenly appeared in front of the courtyard?"

Zhang Huan sneered: "You want to say that he is not Tang Junjun, but a ghost who deliberately deceived us?"

Nangong Nan looked at her, but before she could speak, Zhang Huan said again: "Then do you also suspect that I am a ghost?"

"You didn't, because only Zhang Huan's mouth could seek death like this."

"you--"

With a flash of sharp light, the long knife struck Zhang Huan in the face. She was so frightened that she took a step back and turned pale.

Nangong Nan sneered, "How dare you find trouble?"

Zhang Huan's heart was beating rapidly and she was covered in cold sweat. She stared at the girl in front of her in shock.

He slowly raised his right hand and felt a moist feeling on the thorn on his forehead.

When you look at it, it's a drop of blood.

"you!"

Zhang Huan's eyes widened in disbelief, and anger surged in his eyes, "You actually hurt the player!"

"The rules of the game cannot hurt you?"

Zhang Huan looked at her cold eyes and murderous intent, fearing that she would slash his face with a knife.

She backed away continuously, staying far away from the other party.

The emotions on his face were fear and anger, but he didn't dare to get angry again.

Nangong Nan mocked: "If we find trouble again, we won't shed a drop of blood."

The players looked at her with complicated expressions, sizing her up, thinking, and seeming to be evaluating her abilities.

The girl turned her wrist and the long knife disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao Lele blinked and said in surprise: "Xiao Bei, where did your knife go?"

“Small it down and put it in your pocket.”

"Wow~ This reward is great. It can be as long or short as Brother Zhang Hanwen's stick."

Zhang Hanwen said with a warm smile: "I think Xiaobei's reward is better than mine. After all, it is a sharp weapon for killing people."

"And Xiaobei's skills are also amazing. He put away the knife as if by magic, haha."

Chen Chen said: "Yes, I didn't even see how you put it away."

The middle-aged woman swung her skirt and said, "Let's turn the topic back to the game. After all, we are here to break through the levels."

Xiao Hui said: "Look, Tang Junjun is missing!"

The people in front of the small courtyard disappeared out of thin air, and the players didn't even notice.

Chen Chen said cautiously: "Is there really something wrong with that Tang Junjun? Did a ghost appear to deceive us?"

The middle-aged woman said: "Hey young man, are you stupid? If a ghost appears to deceive us, he will not disappear, but call us over."

Qin Yi said: "His disappearance is more likely to attract players' attention. Do you want to find out now?"

Zhao Lele said: "I think, to be honest, I really want to go over and have a look at the situation."

Qin Yi pushed up her glasses and said, "Look, this is the purpose of ghosts."

Xiao Hui said: "Then it's okay not to be fooled. Everyone, don't go there. Let's keep moving forward."

Zhang Hanwen looked over there and thought for a while and said: "We have to leave first. There are only a few of us this round, so we can't take risks."

"Even if there are many people, we can't take risks." Zhou Kaiyu said, "Whose life is not life."

"Then let's leave it alone and move on."

The group continued moving forward.

Before Nangong Nan left, she glanced at the bamboo forest. In a daze, she seemed to see a string of red wind chimes hanging in front of the courtyard gate.

She blinked and looked carefully. There was nothing on the door.

Nangong Nan did not continue to look, but withdrew his gaze and looked at the player walking in front.

For a long time, his eyes flicked over Xiao Hui's feet.

Her eyes moved slightly, not knowing what she was thinking about.

After leaving the bamboo forest, the players began to discuss Tang Junjun again.

Xiao Hui said: "Now that I think about it carefully, I think that person is Tang Junjun. Although his back is to us, his back is exactly the same as Tang Junjun."

Chen Chen said: "You can't deceive us otherwise."

The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "Why do you care so much? He will definitely appear again. When he appears again, everyone will observe slowly."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly saw something, her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran to the left.

"Sister Li, you are going to the wrong place, not to the left but to the right."

The middle-aged woman said, "Come here quickly. Have you ever seen yellow Lycoris? It's the flower of the other shore you call. There's a big one here."

Everyone looked over and saw that there was a piece of grassland.

All kinds of weeds and vines were intertwined with each other. Because they were so lush, the ground could not be seen. Only a round stone table could be vaguely seen, with a stone bench underneath.

The middle-aged woman ran over excitedly like a little girl who loves flowers, pulling weeds randomly with her hands wearing brown gloves.

Dandelions were flying all over the sky, and the long thorns on the branches scratched her gloves. She didn't stop, and her movements became more and more crazy.

Like a mentally ill patient.

"What happened to her?" Zhang Huan backed away in fright.

Xiao Hui said: "It is obvious that he is controlled by a ghost."

Zhao Lele pointed to the flower on her hat and said, "It must be the flower. As Sister Li just said, she saw the yellow Bianhua flower."

Liu Hui wondered: "The yellow Bianhua flower...is it yellow paper money?"

"The more I talk about it, the scarier it becomes."

"Then what should we do now? Try calling her?"

"Sister Li, don't pull out that piece. It's a weed, not a flower."

Sister Li didn't respond. She was breathing heavily and kept pulling weeds with her hands, as if she was in a daze.

"She can't seem to hear us."