I am a god in script killing

Chapter 60 The Siren's Hymn (34)

"Tomorrow is the sea god sacrifice, and none of those children were found," said the seamstress who came to deliver the clothes to another townswoman who came to help, "Anyway, the life and death of this town rests on the child in the house." , or she dies, or we die together."

"Shh, keep your voice down," the townspeople lowered their voices. "The child has not gone out these days. People in the town are afraid that she will die. These days, they are not sending snacks, tea or meals, all for the sake of watching. Live her."

"Okay, anyway, I've finished trying on the clothes, and I'll come back tomorrow to help her dress them up." The seamstress pulled the townsman, "That child is very wicked, don't get in trouble, hurry up and go away."

……

"You scold me, but you can't wait to use me and pin your hopes on me."

Bo Jun heard it clearly, these people have been gossiping behind Su Qi's back since childhood:

"Ninth brother, what kind of creature do you think a human is?"

"How come such a profound issue is suddenly discussed? Human beings develop independently because of their thinking wisdom and soul, and human nature is also influenced by countless subconscious aspects of substance or spirit."

Although he didn't know why, 069 still answered seriously.

"Besides, good and evil have multiple angles. What's bad for you doesn't necessarily mean it's bad for others. You can't accurately characterize them."

Sacrificial clothes are rare, so 069 couldn't help but take a few more photos of Bo Jun: "Stand up and have a look, this dress is very nice."

Bo Jun: "..."

Yes, the first script asked her if she could film it, the second script asked her to stand up, and the third script asked her for action poses.

Bo Juan thought but said nothing and stood up cooperatively.

Sacrifice to the Sea God is a big deal in the eyes of the townspeople, not to mention that only Su Qi has been selected, and there are not enough other sacrifices.

When Bo Jun stood up, he was facing the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and he could see clearly——

The person in front of the mirror wore a wide-sleeved long dress, the pure white cuffs were embroidered with gold silk patterns similar to those printed on the thin neck.

In such a cold day, the clothes were cut down for the sake of looking good. The outer robe is made of silk, the inner shirt is pure red with gold trim, the girdle is eye-catching black jade, and outlines a palm-wide waist. The embroidery is intricate and delicate.

"A full set of sacrificial attire," 069 said after taking the photo. "This is a beauty that cannot be embroidered by a machine. What a clever hand."

Bo Jun Wugan: "Yes, yes, an extremely delicate shroud."

069:"……"

Suddenly lost the desire to praise.

"Okay," Bo Jun knew without hearing the sound that she had choked on her again, and was suddenly happy, "Find an ancient script another day, can't we see all kinds of handmade classics, and I promise you to shoot whatever you want. "

069 laughed: "It's not necessary."

"Only the mayor can modify the history of the town, and the mayor is directly appointed, and the mayors of all generations are the same."

When Bo Jun got back to business, his smile faded a bit.

"A few nights ago, I always followed the monsters sent out to arrest people for experiments, but I didn't find where they were hiding," Bo Jun figured it out, "The game is shielded by the script world to prevent the fixed plot from being destroyed. It seems that we can only wait for tomorrow."

"Let's go to the mayor's house too. You have to be careful that you will be shot black tomorrow." 069 warned, "Gods are not omnipotent, and guns have influence. What's more, he promised not to flood the town, but only to pull out the root of the disaster, and it will definitely happen." Hold on."

"Don't worry," Bo Juan smiled, "I broke the core of his gun when I left. Just wait for the good show tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)