The Fantastic Animals of Buddhist Bosses

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Xia Qingqing is a full-time author. Her native family is not very good. Her parents do not love her mother. After the college entrance examination, she has almost no contact with her family. The expenses for going to college are all earned by herself by working part-time and writing novels by the way.

After graduating from university, she went to several companies. She is a person who likes to do things and doesn’t like to talk. It looks particularly dull and unsociable, which is inevitable to be unpopular.

The so-called workplace is like a battlefield. Xia Qingqing fully understands the hardships involved, so after changing jobs, she immediately resigned and became a full-time author.

You don't need to socialize, you just need to write and update, constantly generate inspiration, and create your own works.

Although working full-time is stressful, Xia Qingqing would rather shut herself in the room scratching her head and ears for updates every day than dealing with work and colleagues.

No matter how big her brain is in writing novels, she never thought that one day she would penetrate into her own novels. If she didn't really feel it, she wouldn't believe it at all.

At the beginning, Xia Qingqing didn't know what happened. She locked herself with a girl, and then they were pulled to the river bank. She was forced to see the villagers hang the girl on the river bank forcibly, and then someone used a knife Cut open the girl's stomach.

Hot blood spilled down.

At that moment, Xia Qingqing knew that this was not a dream, and that all of this was real. Through the words of the villagers and all the things that happened, she deduced that she had transmigrated into the novel she wrote, and what happened now was a story she made up in the novel. .

At the same time, she discovered that someone else was passing through.

"Those two people are men. They were taken away by the village chief. I saw them yesterday."

Tang Jizhi asked thoughtfully, "Why don't these villagers kill men?"

Seeing that Tang Jizhi believed everything she said, coupled with Tang Jizhi's gentle tone, Xia Qingqing's nervousness and fear were unknowingly much less, as if she had a backbone, and her tears finally stopped.

"Because this is the background I set in the novel—this village is called Mojia Village. Every month, a young girl is sacrificed to the river god to appease the river god's anger and prevent the river from flooding so that the crops can grow well. "Xia Qingqing said, "The population in the village is small, and there are fewer strong men, so if there are outsiders, if they are men, they will stay and threaten them to become members of their own village. As long as you listen to them, they will not kill men."

"I don't know why I wrote these weird settings in the first place." Xia Qingqing covered her face, feeling very sad.

Every author will always come up with strange ideas when writing an article, as long as it can add interesting or novelty to the content, he will write it down casually.

However, when you are truly in this world created by yourself, you can feel the horror in it.

Xia Qingqing regretted countless times why she wrote "Weird Fiction", and lamented her own bad luck countless times, why she suddenly entered the novel she wrote and became a victim of it.

This kind of powerlessness and despair that knew everything about the situation, but couldn't reverse it, couldn't resist, and couldn't even escape had enveloped Xia Qingqing during this period of time.

She would rather wipe her neck with a knife than hang on the river bank to be disembowelled and die a miserable and painful death.

Tang Jizhi looked at her sympathetically: "You are the author, so you know what kind of monster the river god is."

Unexpectedly, Xia Qingqing shook her head in embarrassment.

Tang Jizhi: "?"

As the author, I don't know what kind of monster the River God is?

Xia Qingqing understood Tang Jizhi's unfinished meaning, and said with some embarrassment: "This is a random story I made up at the time. It only introduced the river god who likes to eat girls, and asked the villagers to hang the girls on the river bank. But I didn't write to It’s such a detail to break the guts of a girl!”

Tang Jizhi said calmly: "Well, first tell me what your novel is about, such as who are the protagonists and what are they going to do."

"The protagonist is a monster." Xia Qingqing scratched her fingers, trying to organize her words, trying to make Tang Jizhi understand what she was writing in the simplest way.

""Weird Fiction" is composed of multiple small unit stories, because I have thought about a lot of stalks, and I can't finish writing for a while, so it's a pity to put them there. In addition, I usually like to watch some horror movies. combined in different ways. So the protagonist is the monster that will appear in each unit story.”

"I wrote the story of the river god, but I didn't write what kind of monster he is. I remember watching a movie at that time. It was about a village superstition. It believed that worshiping the river god would bring peace to the world. To this end, children in the village were sacrificed. Boys and girls, causing many villagers' homes to be ruined, feel very ignorant."

"So I wanted to write a real mischievous river god. This river god grew up because of the superstition of the villagers, and then he threatened the villagers in turn. In the end, the villagers had to agree to all his demands in order to survive."

After Xia Qingqing finished speaking, she looked at Tang Jizhi expectantly: "Do you understand?"

Tang Jizhi nodded, and Xia Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"What about the final outcome?"

Since it is a small unit story, each story should have an ending.

Xia Qingqing wanted to cry again: "In the end, the River God ate everyone in the village. If he couldn't find anything to eat, he went to the next village. As long as there are people who believe in superstition, there is a place for him to live."

Tang Jizhi: "..."

He finally took a good look at Xia Qingqing. The light in the room was not very good, but Tang Jizhi's eyesight was good enough to see Xia Qingqing's appearance clearly.

She is petite, has a round face, and has a pleasing appearance. According to the first impression, the style of the novel written by a girl like this should be cute.

Sure enough, people should not be judged by their appearance, especially authors who like to create.

He was in awe, and changed the question: "How many unit stories have you written in total?"

"Eight." Xia Qingqing recalled, "The last one just got started, but got stuck, and came here when I woke up."

"You didn't write clearly what the monsters in each unit story are?"

"That's not true, I remember that I didn't write down the monsters except for the first river god, I wrote them all later." Xia Qingqing scratched her hair and said in pain, "But I really can't remember what those monsters are. "

It was probably done by the system, which blocked part of Xia Qingqing's memory - the memory about what the monster was.

After a preliminary understanding of the situation, he is now in Mojia Village. Because of superstition, this village "raised" a monster river god who only eats young girls.

In the end, the river god ate the people in the village and looked for the next village.

In other words, the core is on the river god.

Just as he was talking, footsteps came from outside the door.

Xia Qingqing's expression changed, and she said in horror: "They are here, they must want to take me to the river bank! Mr. Tang, you kill me, I beg you to kill me, I don't want my belly cut by a knife..."

She picked up the chair on the ground and handed it to Tang Jizhi, her terrified eyes were filled with: Hurry up and smash me to death.

Tang Jizhi: "..."

The author was probably intimidated by the last girl sacrificed to death.

"Don't panic." Tang Jizhi motioned her to put down the chair, "You said that you sacrificed once a month, and it has been a month since the last sacrifice?"

Xia Qingqing stared blankly at Tang Jizhi, and inexplicably obeyed his gesture and put down the chair—Tang Jizhi's indifferent expression affected her, even though the footsteps outside were approaching, she was miraculously less afraid.

"Yes, today is the month of January." Thinking of the tragic death of the last girl, even after a month, it was still vivid, Xia Qingqing shuddered.

Because she witnessed the scene of the girl being sacrificed, she had a nightmare for a month, waking up every day looking forward to returning to her original world, but every time she woke up, she was disappointed.

"One month, there is no suitable opportunity to escape?" After the villagers pushed them to this room, they locked the door. Tang Jizhi heard clearly that there was no one guarding the door except that the door was locked.

"I escaped many times, but I was caught by them. They didn't dare to beat me. Before the sacrifice time, there should be no obvious wounds on the sacrifice. But they didn't give me anything to eat... After I was hungry for a few meals, I didn't have any wounds on my body. Strength, even if you have a chance to run, you won’t be caught by them if you don’t run too far.”

Apart from fear, there was resentment in Xia Qingqing's tone, these villagers were too cruel.

The lock outside the door was unlocked, and a tall and strong man walked in. It was the man who was the leader before. Xia Qingqing subconsciously hid behind Tang Jizhi, and whispered: "He is the village chief, Mo Jinshan."

Mo Jinshan gloomyly swept over the two people who were very close together, pointed at the two villagers behind Tang Jizhi and said, "Take him to the clan elder."

"Clean Xia Qing up, take good care of her, don't allow her to commit suicide and self-mutilation, and when the auspicious time comes, drag her to the river bank to prepare a sacrifice. Keep your eyes bright, don't make mistakes at this time, or the river god will blame it, and we will all run away Don't drop!"

Following his order, two pale, numb, and stout women walked in and pulled Xia Qingqing out from behind Tang Jizhi.

Tang Jizhi frowned, Xia Qingqing grabbed his clothes tightly with one hand, the trembling was transmitted through the clothes, and one could feel how scared Xia Qingqing was.

None of the magical beasts woke up, so it's not good to confront them head-on. Of course, he didn't intend to confront them head-on.

Facing the two women who came to arrest Xia Qingqing, and the two villagers who dragged him to see some clan elder—four pairs of dark, rough and powerful hands, Tang Jizhi raised his voice and looked straight at Mo Jinshan: "Mo Village Long, let me say a word."

Mo Jinshan met his gaze in the air, frowned, as if he wanted to kill Tang Jizhi immediately, but there were too few young men in the village, Tang Jizhi was young and handsome, and looked healthy, leaving him with a big No, so he yelled "stop".

"what do you want to say?"

Tang Jizhi reached out and patted Xia Qingqing's trembling shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."

Xia Qingqing was stunned.

"Since it's a sacrifice, it's unlucky for the sacrifice to go to the scene crying, so at least let the sacrifice pass happily. Anyway, there's still time, how about this? Let's go to the river together, she will be very good with me."

Mo Jinshan frowned and thought.

Xia Qingqing has escaped countless times this month. Although he was unsuccessful, he did not dare to do too much to her because it was not the time for the sacrifice. If he hurt her before the sacrifice, the river god would think that they were treating him The sacrifice disrespects and thus gets angry.

Previously, the villagers agreed to Xia Qingqing's request to be locked up with Tang Jizhi because they were worried that Xia Qingqing would commit suicide or self-mutilation and be blamed by the river god.

It would be great if Xia Qingqing was more honest and let them pass the river god's level safely.

"Village chief, maybe they are procrastinating to find a solution, or they should wash Xia Qing and send it to the river first, so as not to make mistakes halfway." A middle-aged woman said.

"That's not right. There are so many of you, and the two of us are powerless. Even if we want to escape, we can't escape? Why bother to make a fuss at this last moment, let's be peaceful, let me and Qingqing Let's go to the river bank together." Tang Jizhi turned his eyes to the middle-aged woman who was speaking, and smiled with curved lips.

The middle-aged woman's facial features were extremely ugly, she stared blankly at Tang Jizhi.

Immediately afterwards, what made the more than 20 billion viewers extremely upset was that the middle-aged woman blushed under Mr. Tang's smile, and her eyes instantly became affectionate-the speed of changing her face was like turning the pages of a book.

audience:"???"

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