[Water Margin] Ximen is a fake official

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Ximen Qingqing staggered to the door and kicked the door open.

Outside the door, there was heavy rain, and the surroundings were pitch black, and it was almost impossible to see your fingers.

Ximen Qingqing looked left and right, and also checked the scene around him.

Someone screamed in the dark, and someone ran around making messy noises.

Ximen Qingqing raised his head, staring blankly at the dark sky.

"...Is it God's War?"

However, it is people who cry.

Ximen Qingqing wanted to go to that room, but it was pitch black everywhere, and he couldn't see the way clearly.

Ximen Qingqing took a deep breath and said lightly, "At this time, you should believe in yourself even more."

She turned around and tied Song Jiang up with bed nets and sheets, and after making sure he couldn't get away, she went back to the door.

Ximen Qingqing stood at the door, feeling the cool rain on his face.

She slowly closed her eyes.

"It's okay, you can do it, think about it."

She thought carefully about everything in the village, the length of each road, and the houses next to the road. Gradually, she combined the information together to form a vivid three-dimensional map in her mind.

Without opening her eyes, she turned and walked in one direction.

The darkness is getting deeper and deeper, swallowing all light and sound.

She seemed to be walking in the wilderness of eternal time and space, with no one around her, and no one could point out her wrong path.

But she still refused to give up.

Ximen Qingqing's footsteps became faster and faster.

The linen shoes stepped into the puddle, splashing strings of silver water.

She moved forward quickly, without any scruples about the stagnant water.

The splash was taken away by the sole of her shoe, kicking out a series of silver arcs, as if a series of small silver bells were hung on the sole of her shoe.

The more Ximen Qingqing walked, the more steady he became, and sometimes he even jumped in place, avoiding the big rocks on the road.

It was so dark that she couldn't see anything now, but she was able to avoid these small traps through the memories that had formed in her mind.

She walked all the way without bumping into a wall or tripping, and when she ran a little closer to the house, she felt an uncomfortable feeling in her head.

Ximen Qingqing supported his waist, gasping for heat.

She murmured: "It should be here."

She opened her eyes, but what she saw were a few black shadows rising into the sky.

Maybe because the god is too big, and she is too small, and the place is so dark at this moment, she can't see anything clearly.

The silent darkness is like the center of the universe.

Ximen Qingqing didn't know how the gods fought, nor who they won and who lost.

In front of the gods, human beings are so small, but she can only work hard to protect them.

Ximen Qingqing shouted loudly: "God, do you want to continue the fight? If you continue to fight, the world will die!"

Her voice echoed in the space, gradually shifting and distorting, turning into a dry, electronic sound.

Then, there seemed to be a dull flute sound in the darkness, and a ray of light appeared in the endless darkness.

That light fell from the sky.

When it got closer, Ximen Qingqing could see clearly that it was not light, but a strip of bubble-like spots emitting light.

They were like a band of light, circling around Ximen Qingqing's body, and then rubbed against her cheeks lightly, as if saying goodbye to her again.

After rubbing her, those little balls of light flew back into the sky, flying farther and farther.

Ximen Qingqing looked at the balls of light and said softly, "So, are you leaving?"

"Could it be that you are reluctant?"

A body surrounded Ximen Qingqing from behind.

He smiled and said, "Yes, we are really leaving. Since we brought you here, let us take you away too."

Ximen Qingqing: "Back to my original world?"

His tone was brisk, "Well, go back to your original world, don't worry, I never lie."

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

Naia never lied?hehe.

He smiled and said, "At least, I won't lie to you."

Ximen Qingqing looked into the distance of the light spot, thinking about the people and things in her own world, and finally, she slowly shook her head.

"No, you go away, I choose to stay here."

"I told you a long time ago, her answer." Another voice came from the ball of light.

Naia was helpless: "I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect her to be just as stupid."

The voice of the light ball said: "Ximen Qingqing who came to this world has three trillion endings, but every time she is faced with a choice, she will choose to stay. I don't know whether to say that she is persistent or stubborn." How stupid."

Ximen Qingqing smiled and scratched his cheek, "Although I always say that I am a beautiful genius girl, I would rather be silly at this moment."

She closed her eyes and said softly: "I'm just a selfish and ordinary detective, but the people here call me the 'Jade Faced Judge', and they entrust a lot to me. I have accepted so much, shouldn't I repay you?" One or two?"

She opened her eyes again, and smiled slowly, "I just want to stay here. The people here, do what they can, as a reward for their trust in me."

The ball of light didn't speak any more, it just floated closer and bumped her head.

Ximen Qingqing clutched his forehead for some unknown reason, but Guangqiu turned and left.

There was a dull flute sound from the sky again.

Naia looked at the sky, "I'm mainly leaving, then I'm leaving too. Goodbye, my little girl."

He smiled slightly, but his figure slowly merged into the darkness and finally disappeared.

And the Azathoth god never showed up to say goodbye to her from the beginning to the end, and she was just a short episode in their long lives.

The dumb flute gradually disappeared, but the darkness slowly dissipated.

After the bright sky reappeared, Ximen Qingqing could not see a single house, and the three mountains surrounding the village seemed to have been flattened.

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

Terrible destructive power.

It is not known if there were any casualties.

At this time, her leg seemed to be patted lightly by something.

Ximen Qingqing lowered his head.

A black kitten sat obediently beside her, its white mangosteen paws were close together, and its black tail patted her legs again and again.

Ximen Qingqing squatted down and faced the black cat.

"Mr. Peanut."

The black cat nodded and said, "I'm leaving."

Ximen Qingqing: "So fast, what about the other two gods?"

The black cat said: "They won't harass this place anymore, we won't exist in this world anymore."

He asked her, "Are you really not going back to where you came from?"

Ximen Qingqing secretly poked his little jiojio like a mangosteen petal with his fingertips.

She smiled and asked, "If I go back, can I still support you?"

The black cat said mercilessly: "You are dreaming!"

Ximen Qingqing sighed, "What is this, Mister Detective lost her assistant."

Black cat: "Then you should treat me as an assistant, don't touch and suck all day long!"

Ximen Qingqing said helplessly, "Because I can't help liking you."

The black cat's golden pupils suddenly turned into vertical pupils, as if frightened by her.

The black cat snorted, arched its back, raised its tail arrogantly, and walked away with catwalks.

He glanced back at her, and said in a meowing voice, "I am the one you will never get~"

After saying that, he leaped into the opening of the space.

Then, everything returned to calm.

Ximen Qingqing looked at his hands, "I'm going to do my own business, now is a good time."

If you want to attack Liangshanbo, this is the best time.

She immediately turned to look for someone.

……

Song Jiang was crushed in the collapsed thatched hut, and Ximen Qingqing managed to pull him out.

Fortunately, the houses on Liangshan are thatched huts, otherwise the gods would fight and mortals would suffer.

After Ximen Qingqing dragged Song Jiang out, there was no one in the surrounding area, and he didn't know where the people on Liangshan went, so they wouldn't be all under the house, right?

She yelled a few times, but no one answered.

Helpless, Ximen Qingqing had no choice but to drag Song Jiang around.

She is weak and Song Jiang is too fat.

She had no choice but to lift his legs and drag them hard.

Obviously, she only needs to use her brain power, so why do she have to do heavy physical work now!

A gust of wind came, bringing water vapor and a faint cry.

Crying?That's someone!

Ximen Qingqing was refreshed, and immediately dragged Song Jiang to full speed and ran towards the direction of the sound.

The farther you ran, the clearer the voice became.

The faint cries were also mixed with the sound of people turning over the ruins.

Ximen Qingqing was surprised.

Could it be that someone was crushed to death inside?

Ximen Qingqing glanced back at Song Jiang, left him directly, and ran over by himself.

"Ximenqing! You have the ability to answer! You are not very good, but you should continue to be good for me!"

Suddenly, there was a roar with a crying voice.

Ximen Qingqing stopped abruptly.

She was standing behind a broken wall at this time, and two holes were broken in the middle of the broken wall, just allowing her to look through the holes.

She saw Ruan Xiaoqi roaring, kicking the wreckage of a collapsed thatched cottage, and was quickly held down by his brothers.

Ruan Xiaoqi struggled desperately, "Don't touch me, I just want to say, what? She is so useless, why don't you let me say it... Ugh!"

Ruan Xiaowu covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Stop talking, everyone is sad."

"Who is dead? Is it a petty official? How is it possible, haha, you underestimate her too much!" Wu Yong smiled and pointed at the victim, "Whoever dies, she will not die, she is a jade-faced judge Ah, let's keep digging... digging... we'll find her!"

Although he was smiling, his voice was already sobbing.

"You rest for a while, let me come." Shi Jin pressed Yang Zhi's shoulder and persuaded in a low voice.

Yang Zhi shook his head, his face was ugly, but he was still digging with both hands.

I don't know how long he has been doing this, his fingernails have been split, and his hands are full of blood.

Shi Jin pressed it down, "I can't do this anymore, you...I know you are uncomfortable, but...you have to be good, if a petty official sees you like this, how can he feel good?"

Yang Zhi raised his head, there were still several wounds on his cheeks, but his expression was full of bewilderment, as if he was lost at the intersection.

"What are you doing, there's no need to cry! He'll be fine, who are you cursing for acting like this!"

Hua Rong grabbed Yan Qing's collar in resentment, her eyes were red with tears.

Yan Qing couldn't stop crying at this time, he whispered: "I'm sorry, I promised him not to cry easily, but I didn't, I just really..."

He clenched the clothes on his chest tightly, and said with difficulty: "I'm so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."

On the other side, Gongsun Sheng stopped on the ruins, as if he had discovered something.

He bent down and picked up the mud-covered Sanqingling.

His whole body shook violently, his eyes closed, and he fell headlong into the ruins like a snow mountain was about to fall.

Zhang Qing stepped forward and supported him, "What did you find?"

While talking, he moved his gaze away, but when he touched San Qingling, he froze suddenly.

He wanted to reach out, but he didn't dare to do so, as if touching that thing proved that he was really gone.

He clutched the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands and remained silent.

Zhang Shun, Mu Hong and Mu Chun, who were soaking wet, hurried over.

Zhang Shun glanced at the Xiaofu they had found, and covered his eyes.

He suppressed his voice and said angrily: "Who came up with the idea to make him wear mourning clothes, this... this..."

Mu Hong threw himself on the ruins, frantically searching for Ximen Qingqing.

Because of the secret, he must find her before anyone else, whether it is life or death, whether it is life... or death...

Mu Chun stood in the same place in a daze, and could only murmur: "How could it be? How could it be? The scourge will last for thousands of years, why did he...I haven't..."

"What happened here? Why don't you go..." Lu Zhishen shouted loudly, but found something strange here.

His face sank, he lowered his head restrainedly, and lowered his voice, "...what happened?"

The author has something to say: Ximen Qingqing looked confused: Who died?

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