Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

"It's me, the monster." Yan He walked over with a smile, but his eyes were full of coldness.

That's right.

She was 100% sure that this man was the one who was trying to control her in the dream.

Or the dignified Lord Wu Zhu.

Why do you want to run away as soon as you see someone coming?

There were still blood stains on his mouth that had not been wiped clean. It looked like the blood was vomited after a failed attempt.

Wu Zhu was very vigilant, stood up and took a few steps away from Yan He: "Who are you?"

Lu Zhiping didn't know how to explain, and was afraid that Yan He would say something nonsense: "Uh... this, this is the envoy sent by Lord Dragon King."

"Really?" Wu Zhu obviously didn't believe it, "How did I hear that she was the police officer you hired in the town?"

The look he looked at the two of them seemed to say, "You two are not in the same group, are you?"

Lu Zhiping was speechless.

Yan He opened the police card with one hand and quickly flashed it in front of Wu Zhu's eyes: "Yes, my identity in the world is that of a policeman. Times have changed. We gods also need fake identities when we come to the world."

Wu Zhu looked suspicious.

Lu Zhiping's eyelids were twitching wildly and tears were streaming down his face.

Why is this police officer talking nonsense? Is she really not afraid of cheating?

"That's it for the pleasantries. The main reason I came to see you today is to test your strength as a witch."

Yan He coughed lightly, raised his head slightly, and walked to the ancestral hall first without even looking at him.

Very arrogant attitude.

Wu Zhu suddenly became angry: "What qualifications do you have to test his--"

Because he spoke too loudly, the wounds on his face were pulled, and he looked hideous.

The pain in his face reminded him of what happened at the back door.

With the opponent's strength being able to knock him out with one punch, it seemed that he was indeed qualified to test him.

Lu Zhiping helped Wu Zhu in, then carried the unconscious Xu Cai in, and then was busy lighting lamps and pouring tea.

Wu Zhu wanted to chat with Lu Teng for a while, but with Yan He present, Lu Teng didn't dare to delay, so he quickly told Xu Cai's story in detail.

Only then did Wu Zhu notice the comatose Xu Cai. After observing him for a long time, he took out the talisman paper, used his own blood as a guide to draw the talisman, ignited the talisman paper, mixed the ashes with water and gave him a bowl.

"Ugh - vomit -" Xu Cai's chest heaved, water overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks bulged. He was obviously about to vomit.

Wu Zhu immediately covered his mouth and swore devoutly with his face upward: "All gods and gods are above us. Every wrongdoer has his debtor. Don't embarrass innocent people. The believers will definitely find out the cause of the matter and give you an explanation."

Xu Cai's face turned red and he reluctantly swallowed the talisman water again. He opened his eyes weakly and looked around confusedly: "Where is this? What's wrong with me?"

Wu Zhu wiped the sweat from his head and looked at Xu Cai seriously: "I thought you were possessed by an evil spirit, but when I got close to you, I found that you had no evil energy on your body, but some fairy energy."

"Immortal energy?" Lu Zhiping and Lu Teng were shocked at the same time.

Wu Zhu nodded: "Yes, it's fairy energy. You should be possessed by a certain god. Tell me, did you dream of anything?"

"Dream... Lord Dragon King?" Xu Cai carefully rubbed the swollen back of his head, his expression suddenly turned frightened, "Yes, I dreamed of Lord Dragon King!"

"I dreamed that I fell into the water, and then I saw the Dragon King in front of me, saying that someone pretended to be him and came to our village, and told us to find the swindler and sink him into the well. He also said... …”

He hesitated in his words, clenched his hands into fists, furrowed his thick eyebrows together, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

"What else? Lord Dragon King's words are related to the survival of our village. You can't hide anything, otherwise we will all die!" Wu Zhu asked eagerly, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

He patted his chest and rejected Lu Zhiping who wanted to help him. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I spent some money to get Xu Cai to wake up. He only needs a few years of rest to recover."

How many years do you have to take a rest?

Xu Cai looked a little more guilty and told the whole story: "The Dragon King also asked me why His sacrifice hasn't arrived yet."

Having said this, he closed his eyes in despair, a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

The sacrifice happened to be Xu Cai's niece and nephew, the children of his dead brother.

His younger brother had just died, so how could he bear the heart to let his two children be used as sacrifices?

But now that the survival of the entire village was at stake, he had to tell the truth.

The atmosphere in the room was depressing for a while, with either sighs or Xu Cai's slight sniffling.

Yan He was indifferent and wanted to laugh looking at the pool of blood Wu Zhu spat on the ground.

What brand of blood shows the age at 3 months, 06 days, 22 minutes and 45 seconds?

If she hadn't been controlled in her dream that night, she would have almost believed Xu Cai's dream.

Although she is indeed a fake, but to take a step back, is this Wu Zhu real?

Why should counterfeiters embarrass fakers?

Wu Zhu first broke the silence in the room. He patted Xu Cai on the shoulder to comfort him:

"It's rare for you to wake up, so take a good rest first."

Finance Minister Xu sighed and held his forehead helplessly: "Master Wu Zhu, let me think about the sacrifice again."

"Before this, no one can touch my nieces and nephews!"

His expression became fierce and he stared at Wu Zhu with sinister eyes.

It's like a warning, but also like a plea.

Lu Zhiping helped Xu Cai leave. When Yan He was about to leave, Wu Zhu suddenly called her.

"This is the envoy who claims to be Lord Dragon King." He looked evilly and glanced at the village chief Lu Teng as he spoke, "Why does Xu Cai, who is possessed by Lord Dragon King, want to kill you?"

Yan He shrugged nonchalantly: "If the Lord Dragon King is really possessed, how come you haven't been able to kill me even after all the troubles? I don't know where the devil dared to pretend to be the Lord Dragon King. When I find out the truth, I must kill him." The sword will cut you into pieces to serve as a warning to others."

As she spoke, she stared at Wu Zhu with a half-smile, then turned and left.

Lu Teng was in a dilemma, and finally smiled at Wu Zhu in a flattering manner and followed Yan He away.

After there was no sound outside, Wu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the yard to close the door.

There was no light in the yard, so he used the light in the room. His hand fell on the door without warning, and he suddenly felt cold.

Wu Zhu subconsciously wanted to take his hand back, but found that his hand was stuck to the door. The door creaked with his movements, and his heart was beating fast.

boom--

The top of the door suddenly caught fire. The fire was huge and less than half a meter away from him.

With the light of the fire, he could see the surrounding scene clearly. The door and his hands were covered with a layer of ice, which was why he couldn't break free.

The flames and the ice layer were both up and down. After burning for a long time, some liquid flowed down the ice layer and dripped on Wu Zhu's hand.

Wu Zhu desperately stepped back, but couldn't get away. The flames were already at the level of his hair. If he hadn't raised his head, his hair would have been ignited.

"Help! It's on fire! It's on fire!" Wu Zhu shouted at the top of his voice, not caring about his face, "Lu Teng, Lu Zhiping! It's on fire! Come and put out the fire!"

Lu Teng paused at the foot of the mountain and looked back and up.

"Master Wu Zhu seems to be calling me?" He glanced at Yan He cautiously.

Yan He didn't even look back and said, "Then go ahead. I'm going back to rest anyway. Our envoys never work overtime."

Lu Teng broke a wooden stick from the roadside and used it as a crutch, and climbed the mountain with difficulty.

Yan He stood at the foot of the mountain, guessing that it was almost time, and took back the ice and fire elements.