Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

As soon as Si Mo finished speaking, the dark cloud-covered sky seemed to have drooped to the lowest point at this moment. The tense confrontation between the two people made it hard to breathe, and the entire sky was dyed a dull gray.

The huge open space was eerily quiet, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The butler gnashed his teeth in anger, his joints hanging at his sides curled up tightly, and he wished he could rush up and tear Si Mo to pieces right now.

"You're not talking?" The young man rubbed his knuckles and pressed on: "Or are you angry and embarrassed?"

"You!" The butler took a step forward, his eyes flushed red due to Si Mo's words. At this moment, Shao Yan suddenly stood up from the crowd of onlookers.

He walked a few steps to Si Mo, standing opposite the housekeeper, and spoke slowly and steadily, with an unknown sense of oppression: "You should give an explanation."

……

The butler took a deep breath and swallowed the anger that was about to burst out back into his stomach.

He said: "This is the necessary process for sacrifice."

"…I'm just following the rules, nothing more."

Finally, he glanced at the people behind him and added angrily: "If we don't put the doll in the coffin, the little princess's spirit in heaven might be unhappy."

"When the time comes, you will all die!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was indeed a commotion on the other side, and some of them hesitated.

Shao Yan immediately looked at Si Mo and they exchanged a subtle look with each other.

He wanted to stir up public anger and use other people's resentment to force himself to hand over his things.

Si Mo's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Who are you kidding?"

He was speaking sarcastically and with such righteousness that the butler understood what was going on.

Si Mo took a step forward and moved closer to him: "I think you are the only one who doesn't want the thing in my hand to get close to the coffin."

The butler frowned when he heard this, but the other party did not intend to give him a chance to quibble.

Si Mo continued, "From the beginning that night, the process of me asking you for the key was not smooth. That was probably the first time you showed your hand, because I noticed that whenever I mentioned the bunny doll, you would show extreme anxiety and anger on your face."

"Fortunately, we didn't give the thing to you at that time, otherwise you would have destroyed it immediately, and everyone here, including me, would never be able to get out, right?"

The housekeeper retorted: "How is that possible! I remind you to have evidence when you speak."

"Don't be in a hurry." Si Mo stretched out his index finger and moved it left and right, saying, "Just listen to me."

"In fact, I have been keeping an eye on it since then. I always feel that the key to our escape from here lies in this bunny doll."

"Then tell me, what reason do I have to destroy it?! This is the little princess' favorite toy, I have no right at all!"

Si Mo curled his lips: "Then you have to ask yourself."

"..."

A long period of silence passed, and just when the atmosphere was becoming more and more depressing, the man who had a serious face the previous second suddenly laughed. The boy's laughter was clear, and it flowed through everyone's ears like a gurgling stream, just washing away the suffocating silence.

Si Mo's mouth corners raised, and his face was full of visible joy. After he stopped smiling, he raised his hand, and his palm suddenly fell on the butler's shoulder, and clenched his five fingers: "Okay, don't be nervous."

"I'm done. Of course, the above are my personal thoughts. You still have the right to explain."

"Similarly, you don't have to believe me." He turned around and said to the crowd.

"Of course I believe you, Madam~" Xiang Nanyu immediately threw a wink when Si Mo looked over: "You are pretty, whatever you say is true!"

"Me too." Hu Zhi followed closely.

Si Mo nodded, and then looked at the gloomy housekeeper again: "What are you still standing there for? Get out of the way, isn't it my turn to offer sacrifices?"

The butler took a deep breath and slowly moved aside without saying a word from beginning to end. When this scene fell into the eyes of those wavering people, they immediately leaned more towards Si Mo.

Under everyone's gaze, Si Mo approached with a clear goal in mind, and stopped in front of the coffin when he was still a few steps away. He placed the bright white rose in his hand aside according to the previous order.

Si Mo deliberately kept his eyes on the card slot covered by the black cloth. From the corner of his eye, he saw the butler's face full of vigilance, as if the place he was staring at was his lifeline——

Fortunately, Si Mo did not take any substantial action. When he put all the flowers away and turned around to walk back, the housekeeper visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is there something missing?"

“What’s missing?” The housekeeper thought Si Mo was going to cause trouble again and stared at his face with an unfriendly look.

Si Mo said, "We all participated in the ceremony, why didn't you move?"

"Isn't this your princess' coffin? Can you really stand next to it?"

"Logically speaking, housekeeper, you should be the one taking the lead."

Si Mo's few words left the butler speechless.

Seeing the other party hesitate, Si Mo asked again: "Or is it because you don't dare?"

"What a joke! Why wouldn't I dare?"

"Please go ahead." As soon as he finished speaking, Si Mo raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"..."

"I agree!"

"I think so too!"

Voices of agreement from others came one after another, and as long as someone took the lead, everyone would follow.

There was no other way. Being forced to this point, the butler could no longer pretend not to hear.

He took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the black tombstone, and walked out with heavy steps.

When passing by Si Mo, Si Mo was like an outsider watching a show. He just touched his left shoulder and now he patted the butler's right shoulder.

Si Mo's eyes were full of smiles, and no one could detect the cold light hidden in them. He reminded slowly and quietly: "Remember what you said, you must be sincere."

"Otherwise, there will be backlash."

The boy's words lingered in his ears like the whispers of a devil. The butler's Adam's apple rolled as he looked ahead more and more anxiously. During this time, he did not forget to put forward a condition in a bad attitude: "If I go over and nothing happens, you must give me the doll!!"

"Okay, I promise you." Si Mo responded with a nonchalant smile.

……

After getting the promise, the butler finally withdrew his gaze and walked step by step to the front of the coffin.

With every step he took, he felt his legs tremble.

This feeling was very strange. He always felt like there was something in front of him staring at him, which made his back shiver.

Arriving at the stele platform, he placed the rose next to Si Mo's rose and bowed respectfully.

Just one second later, a dull thunder rolled in from the horizon. Lightning was like a snow-white sword, piercing the boundary between the sky and the ground sharply. The surroundings were quickly filled with hazy fog, and rolling dark clouds pressed down heavily.