Reborn as Xiao in another world, targeted by the little red bird

"So, in the end, it's just for a possibility?"

“This is the only possibility we can find at the moment.”

Deep in Xiao's consciousness, in that dark red space, Red Xiao couldn't help but sneer after listening to Green Xiao's explanation.

"Isn't there another way that is sure to succeed? Why didn't he tell you?"

"..."

"Instead of wasting your life elsewhere, why not give it to me directly? Ha, you've only been to the border of life and death a few times, and you dare to do such a thing. Did you instigate it?"

"?" Green Xiao didn't expect that the pot would be placed on his head like this, and he defended himself, "I never interfere with his decision."

"Even if it is a very dangerous decision?"

"Yes, but I will abide by my agreement with you and help cover the bottom."

"Just because of the agreement?"

"Ok?"

"He's so good, and you don't know how to cherish him?!"

"?"

"Cough." Hong Xiao coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe.

"Are you done with your quibbling? You can go now."

As the saying goes, if you don't agree, there's no need to talk too much. He began to order them to leave, cursing in his heart at the same time.

I shouldn't have saved him when his soul was trapped in the illusion. What a heartless person!

Thinking of this, Hong Xiao inexplicably recalled the metaphor of his other self at that time.

...Forget it, let’s save him, otherwise it would be too tragic - I should have hit him with a few more bricks at the beginning, what a stupid guy!

Red Xiao's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, which made Green Xiao a little confused. However, he really had nothing to say to Red Xiao. Since the other party started to drive people away, he just went along with it.

After the green goblin left, the red goblin still didn't calm down.

How could he feel at ease with Lu Xiao's attitude? But he was in such a state that he couldn't take care of things...

Why isn't that annoying black fox here at this time? !

At the same time, thousands of miles away, Huang Guxuan suddenly sneezed, and was then hit accurately by a bolt of lightning. The residual power of the lightning penetrated the core of the earth, and he was struck to a crisp, burnt outside and tender inside.

Hong Xiao was in a bad mood at the moment, and as expected, the humanoid ghost ran into bad luck and was ridiculed by him.

"You still won't give up? I've seen you tinkering with it for so long, but you haven't done anything to me. You couldn't command me when I was at my best, and you can't do that now."

The humanoid ghost laughed and said, "It seems that after being 'fed', you have become much more energetic. Don't be impatient. Now is not the time to fully show your achievements."

Its original plan was to completely control the situation before exposing it, but after what happened just now, it had some new ideas, and the task of eliminating individual obstacles had to be put on the agenda.

Xiao’s actions just now were as if two people were doing something happy, and when it was about to end, one of them suddenly pulled up his pants and ran away.

With this, wouldn't the other party be left wanting and unable to forget it?

Its evaluation of this is that it is sick.

The situation of Red Goblin is somewhat special compared to the birth of other messengers. Normally, it is impossible to correct it to the correct trajectory. The current opportunity is very rare and cannot be ruined by sick operations.

……

Outside the soul space, Xiao continued to move forward according to the instructions of the illusion.

He had been in the mountains for some time and had not encountered any trouble. Thinking back to the time when he first met the second-level envoy, he was attacked not long after he left the military camp. So he guessed that the second-level envoy was not paying attention to himself at this time, and immediately entered the most risky part of the plan after finding the target fungus.

He admitted that there was an element of gambling involved, but opportunities were often fleeting, and Red Goblin was worth a gamble.

The road was relatively easy to walk on, except for a short section where the thorns on the roadside grew into the middle of the road, and the sharp thorns caught on his clothes and pulled him back.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this phenomenon. After trying to save the clothes without success, he waved his hand to cut the cloth and continued to move forward.

The world in his eyes became more and more bizarre. He could not tell the difference between day and night, felt no fatigue, and did not know how long he had been walking. Finally, at the end of the road, a temple stood quietly with its vermilion gate open like a gaping bloody mouth.

The temple is quite large. It not only has an independent courtyard, but also several palaces inside when you look over the wall. There are many monks standing on both sides of the long stairs outside the temple. They hold bamboo brooms in their hands, like a guard of honor to welcome distinguished guests.

Beggar version.

This temple did not quite match Xiao's stereotype of mountain temples, but everything he saw at the moment was an illusion, so he didn't care too much.

So... have we found the mountain temple?

Xiao did not move forward, but looked around the temple in front of him. The monks also noticed his arrival and looked over at him.

silence.

The world seemed to be frozen in a picture until a gust of wind blew by.

Woohoo——

The sound of the wind was like the howling of hundreds of ghosts, and the monks were like soldiers who had heard the charge horn. They were excited and raised their bamboo brooms. The tips of the brooms shot out colorful lasers, like a sea of ​​glow sticks at a concert.

The beam of light pierced into the river above his head like a knife piercing his skin. Milky blood flowed out of the wound, and in the collision with the counter-flying speed of light, it cast a series of rainbows.

elf:……

Xiao: So crazy.

Looking at the demons dancing in front of him, he was unsure whether to move forward, so he turned his gaze to his contracted beasts, but there was no sign of them behind him.

Finally, he found them among the monks beside the long ladder. They stood like humans, wearing monk's clothes. He interpreted happiness from their furry faces. They were like two innocent children, happily playing with the broom-version laser guns in their hands.

"...Red Star?" Xiao was silent for a while and tried to call the Blood-Eyed King Wolf, but got no response. He didn't know whether he had lost it on the way here or he couldn't hear the response at this moment.

elf:……

Xiao: Oh no, it’s over.

Suddenly, the monks fell silent, leaning on their brooms and looking towards the vermilion gate with awe on their faces, as if some noble being was about to come out from inside.

Soon, a dragon head appeared at the door.

"Mortal, why are you here?" it asked.

"Someone told me that the mountain temple holds the answers to the questions I'm looking for." Xiao replied.

The dragon's long beard stretched into the temple. After a while, one of the dragon's beards rolled up a plaque with three large gold-plated characters "Mountain God Temple" inscribed on it, and the other dragon's beard rolled up a hammer, and nailed the plaque into the door frame with "clang clang clang".

"This place is the 'Mountain God Temple'." The dragon head said as he smashed the stone.

"..."

This series of operations left Xiao at a loss. He was a little hesitant and even began to doubt whether the road ahead was his destination.

Seeing that Xiao didn't move, the dragon head spoke again.

"Since you are looking for this place, why don't you come up?"

"Or do you want me to greet you personally?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon head suddenly flew towards Xiao and arrived in front of Xiao in the blink of an eye. Xiao subconsciously took a step back, and a shallow pit appeared on the ground where he was originally standing, as if it had been carved out by a knife or an axe.

Looking at this shallow pit, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He just sensed a crisis, and this was the first time on his journey.

He shifted his gaze to the dragon's head.

The dragon head was lifelike, with a sense of majesty without even being angry. However, the neck connected to it did not look like a dragon's. Instead, it looked like a thick rope made of plasticine, with no scales on it. The end of the neck disappeared into the mist in the temple.

The dragon's body could not be seen.

Xiao felt more and more strange. He dodged the dragon's whiskers that were stretched out towards him, secretly summoned the kite gun, and asked, "What are you?"

"Me? Of course I am the mountain god statue enshrined in this temple." The dragon's eyes moved down and landed on Xiao's hands hidden behind his back. The dragon head showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and glanced meaningfully at the trembling monks on the side. "So that's how it is, mortal, what you are looking for is a way to join them?"

"?"

Xiao was slightly stunned and looked in the direction the dragon head was looking.

What does this mean?

He remembered that the dragon head was looking at him before saying this. He thought for a moment, stretched out his hand behind his back, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

What he held in his hand was not the familiar emerald spear, but the same bamboo broom that the monks used.