I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Gathering all the offerings would take time, so Song Guicheng decided to stay here. With a wave of his hand, Hao Yu arranged a room for him.

"Cangmu." Hao Yu shouted to the outside.

The little girl pushed the door open upon hearing the voice and said respectfully, "Master Haoyu."

Hao Yu ordered: "Go and clean up the room next to me, and come and take him there later."

Cangmu received the order and retreated. Before stepping over the threshold, he tripped over his own clothes and almost fell.

"Did I measure the length wrong again?" Haoyu muttered quietly, "Don't they say that children grow fast?"

No matter how fast you grow, you can't grow 10 centimeters a day...

Song Guicheng finally understood the matter of the clothes that didn't fit Cangmu. He asked, "Senior, did you make Cangmu's clothes?"

Gao Yu nodded: "Yes."

Song Guicheng showed an expression of "as expected". No wonder the two people were wearing similar clothes, the same moon-white long gown with gold edges, the same rough stitching, and the same mismatched length.

The difference is that Haoyu's face is so beautiful that people can ignore these small flaws.

"You guys make your own clothes?" Song Guicheng was curious. "Can't you just wave your hands and they will appear?"

Hao Yu was speechless: "Watch less brainless fairy tale dramas."

Song Guicheng: ...

Haoyu explained: "We can mobilize power and move things from another space in an instant, but we can't create something from nothing."

Song Guicheng understood that those people in TV dramas who could make things appear by waving their hands were not actually making things appear, but taking things from somewhere else.

He whispered, "That's equivalent to stealing..." He didn't dare speak too loudly.

Gao Yu nodded: "Yes, this is such an immoral thing, so we won't do it."

Song Guicheng discovered that Haoyu used "we", which means that Haoyu is also a member of the gods? Of course, he knew that Haoyu was not a mortal, and mortals would not have tails, but he didn't know which side of the power Haoyu belonged to.

"What kind of god are you wondering about?" Hao Yu took out a bead from somewhere and turned it around in his hand.

Song Guicheng did not feel embarrassed about being guessed at, but nodded honestly.

"Guess what," Hao Yu asked with great interest, "If you guess correctly, I might be able to tell you some clues about the sacrifice."

Song Guicheng's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he instantly grasped the key point of his words. In fact, Hao Yu had clues about the sacrifice.

He suppressed his excitement calmly, his face remained calm and composed, and began to think seriously about the problem of Hao Yu.

Song Guicheng didn't get much information. All he could see was the red tail behind Haoyu and the difference between his residence and that of other residents.

The houses of other residents are similar in color to the hat on Jing He's head, mainly silver, vermilion, and black. However, Hao Yu's house is a dazzling silver-white, which is not dazzling, but rather exceptionally delicate and warm.

The carvings on the buildings are also obviously different. The carvings on other residential buildings are mainly regular patterns, trees, flowers and plants, and patterns similar to spells, and the specific content cannot be seen. However, in the place where Haoyu lived, it can be clearly seen that the pattern is a giant beast flying in the clouds and roaming in the mountains and forests.

The red tail was thick and well-proportioned, with distinct patterns. It was very similar to the tail circling on the pillar under the pavilion, and it even emitted a clear warm air...

What could it be?

Song Guicheng frowned in thought, his fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the table.

Gao Yu said: "You don't have to tell me the answer in a hurry, go and have a rest first."

"No." Song Guicheng closed his eyes, shook his head, raised his eyes slightly, and met Hao Yu's eyes.

There seemed to be a dark red light dancing in Haoyu's dark eyes, and beneath that cold appearance was a naughty heart.

Song Guicheng didn't have time to wait. He only had one answer: it didn't matter whether he said it sooner or later.

He slowly said: "Senior, are you...Zhu Yin?"

As soon as the two words "Zhu Yin" came out, the air seemed to stagnate, and in an instant, a feeling of suffocation pressed down on Song Guicheng like a tidal wave, making his chest feel heavy as if it was blocked by a huge rock.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, because Hao Yu's reaction showed that he guessed right.

After a while, Haoyu laughed in an ambiguous way, and the suffocating feeling slowly faded away, and he said, "Correct."

After getting Hao Yu's affirmation, Song Guicheng was completely relieved.

Zhuyin, also known as Zhulong, is a mountain god of Zhongshan Mountain. He has a human face and a dragon body. His body is red and he has no feet. It is said that when Zhuyin opens his eyes it is day and when he closes his eyes it is night. When he blows, it is winter and when he exhales, it is summer. He does not drink water, eat food or breathe, but when he breathes, he generates wind.

Of all the gods he could think of, only Zhuyin, recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, was shaped like a dragon, with a red body and no feet.

Hao Yu was a little curious: "How did you guess it?"

Song Guicheng replied: "It is recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas."

"Classic of Mountains and Seas?" asked Hao Yu. "What is that?"

Song Guicheng curled his fingers. Only then did he have a real feeling that he was in another world. Although the race around him was extremely similar to humans in form, they were different in nature and culture.

He briefly explained the strange stories and objects recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and finally added: "However, most of the things recorded in the book cannot be found in the world today, so many people believe that the content of the Classic of Mountains and Seas is fabricated."

"Fabricated?" Hao Yu smiled upon hearing this, "You think so too?"

Song Guicheng shook his head. After all, the living Zhu Yin was standing right in front of him.

"When the big world was first created, it was a chaotic whole," Haoyu drew a circle on the table, "At that time, each world had not yet taken shape, and there were often phenomena of time and space confusion. It is normal to be in your world but see species from my world."

He said with a sigh: "I just didn't expect that your ancients would record these things and pass them down. Civilization was born so early, and they have such ability to maintain the continuation of civilization. No wonder..."

Song Guicheng asked what was so strange, but Hao Yu didn't want to say anything more.

He sighed, pushed open the door, and led Song Guicheng to the spacious courtyard at the entrance.

The yard was surrounded by a hazy barrier. One could not see inside from the outside, but from the inside one could see the outside scene clearly.

"Look there." Hao Yu pointed to a mountain range.

The mountains, after the mist has faded, are extremely lush and green, full of natural beauty and spiritual energy. The green covers the entire mountain, leaving almost no gaps, like a transparent jade disk.

Song Guicheng was stunned for a moment, allowing the green color to flow into his eyes and calm the anxiety in his heart.

Gao Yu asked, "Can you see the top of the mountain?"

Song Guicheng shook his head.

Hao Yu waved his hand.

The scenery in front of him began to change, as if ripples were appearing on the lake. After the ripples disappeared, Song Guicheng saw towering mountain peaks.

Although it is impossible to estimate the altitude of the mountain, Song Guicheng guessed that it should be no less than four thousand meters. The strange thing is that there is not a trace of snow on the top of the mountain.

There were neither lingering clouds nor lush trees on the top of the mountain. As far as the eye could see, there was only a barren land, filled with a sense of desolation that made his heart tighten and suddenly feel sour.

"That is..." Song Guicheng tried hard to suppress the discomfort in his heart.

Gao Yu looked out with him: "This is the Tianyu Mountain Range. That mountain is Tianyu Mountain, and it is also the place where Wu Zhi descended to the world when he was worshipped."

Song Guicheng's body suddenly froze when he heard Gao Yu say, "There should have been heavy snow there, but since Wu Zhi left, it has become like a wild land."

"What..." Song Guicheng murmured in a low voice.

"That's the place closest to the sky," said Haoyu. "When the snow covers the mountaintops, Wu Zhi often looks down from there."

Song Guicheng asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Who knows," Gao Yu shrugged, "Maybe it depends on the world."

In front of Song Guicheng's eyes was the top of the mountain, a mountain top so high and so lonely. White snow covered the entire world. The world was silent, with only Wu Zhi walking alone.

"I want to go up." Song Guicheng said.

Gao Yu thought he had heard it wrongly: "What?"

Song Guicheng looked back at him and repeated, "I want to go up."

Hao Yu looked at the young man in front of him, his uneven hair fluttering between his brows, his eyes were as desolate as the mountain top in the picture, with a deep and sharp look in them. So calm, yet so determined.

He discovered that he had greatly underestimated human feelings.

Haoyu asked: "Is this the meaning of love? No wonder so many people live and die for love."

Song Guicheng tilted his head in confusion.

He thought, he was just climbing over a mountain, and every step he took would point to his god, that was the whole meaning.