Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The village is not big, and the materials are selected according to the locality, and there are wooden houses on stilts.In order to prevent wild insects and snakes from climbing along the pillars, the pillars under the house are all square.

The details are so meticulous that if the main god has not lived in a similar village, he has visited it.

When Chang Le followed into the village, he also noticed the two figurines standing at the gate of the village, solemnly holding their spears high.

These two five- to six-meter-high wooden figurines immediately reminded him of the Kiri figurines he encountered in the forest altar.Whether it is texture, appearance, posture, or even the spear held high, they are all very similar.

At that time, Jian Mingshu suggested to him to cut down new trees, but the old man insisted that the ones on the ground were also freshly cut by him.Chang Le carefully inspected the edge of the knife, touched a hand of tree sap on the fractured surface, and accepted this statement without thinking too much.

Looking back now, even if it is a newly cut tree, there is actually no conflict with hands and feet.

Changle glanced at Liu Zhong and his party in front of them, they were about to pass the Tongren figurines, and it would be too late if they didn't remind them.He immediately shouted exaggeratedly:

"Oh my God! Isn't this the wooden man who just attacked us! It's scary!"

Liu Zhong stopped for a moment and looked back at him strangely.

Chang Le deliberately shouted "Oh my God" and "Look, look!" like a big peacock dancing left and right.

Liu Zhong followed his pointing in doubt, and glanced at it impatiently, but his face suddenly turned pale.He stood there tensely, his legs as if they had been filled with lead.

Yu Ying heard the sound behind, and turned her head after her, but she didn't see any tricks, and she looked incomprehensible.

"What's wrong?" Su Qiu looked back at the crowd and asked strangely.

Seeing Liu Zhong and Chang Le kept looking at the two figurines at the entrance of the village, her expression eased, and she explained:

"This is the patron saint sent by Oma. If there are no people in the village to take it with us, people from other villages will be driven out and killed."

Chang Le glanced at her suspiciously, but unconsciously leaned back.

I didn't look carefully just now and didn't think, does Suqiu look like this?Obviously, every move, every facial expression is exactly the same, but there is an indescribable strangeness.

He glanced sideways at Liu Zhong, Liu Zhong's arms were close to his body, obviously nervous too.

The setting sun was originally a warm and warm moment, but the atmosphere at the gate of the village was unspeakably tense.

Chang Le tried his best to stabilize his voice, and said in a circle: "I left something in the wooden house, why don't we go back first."

He blinked deliberately at Liu Zhong, and the other party immediately understood and echoed a few words.

"Oh, you guys go, go early and come back early." Yu Ying said casually without understanding the code words of the two.

Chang Le almost exhausted all his strength to hold this breath.He pursed his lips tightly, his head curled in big waves, like a mess of emotions, tightly wrapped around his head.

Chang Le gently tugged Liu Zhong who was standing in front of him.

"Mom, why don't you go get it with me." Liu Zhong immediately helped out.

"How old are you, and I still want my old lady to follow you every day." Yu Ying scolded, and shrugged her hair around her ears a little embarrassedly.

A mouthful of old blood spewed out from Chang Le's heart.

Liu Qian, who was standing next to Yu Ying, saw some clues, bumped her arm quietly, and pouted at the figurine at the gate of the village.

"Why? Did you have a stroke?" Yu Ying looked at Liu Qian who was winking in front of her with extreme disgust.

Chang Le finally couldn't help covering his eyes.

Didn't see it, really didn't see it, it was so stupid and innovative.

"This is just the patron saint of our village. If you are afraid, I will ask someone to move them away." Suqiu tilted her head with a calm and gentle expression.

"No, no, you misunderstood, I really forgot something." Chang Le stretched out his hand to Su Qiu, expressing that there is no need to take it to heart: "We will go back as soon as we go."

He bumped Liu Zhong's arm.Liu Zhong didn't move in a daze, but gave Yu Ying and the others a complicated look.

Without waiting for Suqiu to agree, Chang Le grabbed Liu Zhong's arm and said, "I want this elder brother to accompany me, I'm afraid." Seeing Yu Ying, he glanced at him with some disgust.

Suqiu frowned, a trace of impatience flew across her face like a cloud.She lowered her eyes and squinted at Chang Le: "Go early and come back early."

Chang Le fished Liu Zhong and walked out of the village. He guessed that Su Qiu was in sight, and pulled Liu Zhong up the mountain to escape.

It didn't take long for the two to arrive at the mountain.

After running wildly, Liu Zhong supported his knees and panted heavily, and said intermittently: "You, you think it's wrong too? But, but that old man said that no one lived on the mountain."

Chang Le vaguely replied: "I heard from Jian Mingshu that I will live in the wooden house, so at least I will come and have a look and see which side is comfortable to live in."

"Maybe the village is more comfortable." Liu Zhong thought thoughtfully, "Maybe it's the weirdness of this place that makes me suspicious."

The two arrived in front of the cabin within a few steps.

The wooden house was still the same as it was in the snowy night last night, quiet and peaceful, with smoke curling from the roof.

"You know, sometimes I feel that Suqiu really looks like my wife." Liu Zhong muttered to himself.

Chang Le gave him a blank look: "I still think Di Reba really looks like my wife."

"No, Suqiu is in the village, why is there smoke from cooking here?"

As soon as Liu Zhong finished asking, the answer came out of the cabin by himself.

Both Changle and Liu Zhong subconsciously leaned forward, and Liu Zhong even rubbed his eyes: Suqiu came out of the wooden house, carrying a wooden basin, humming a little song, and waved happily when seeing the two of them.

She was wearing the same clothes as when she left in the morning, short black skirt, big black braids, long skirts that did not drag the floor, and no messy silver bracelets.

Liu Zhong didn't rush forward, he lowered his voice and asked, "Which one do you think is the real Suqiu..."

Chang Le subconsciously looked at "Su Qiu" in front of her with a dazed expression.

This morning, the words of the old man sitting on the log once again haunted the two of them: "On the mountainside, no one has ever lived."

"What should we do now?" Liu Zhong's voice tightened, and he subconsciously pursed Qian He's lips.

Chang Le imagined what he would do if Jian Ming Shu was there, and then he answered Liu Zhong:

"Raise your vigilance and explore the situation."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Don't reveal your secrets."

At the same time, in the corridor under the stone fortress, Jian Mingshu was lying on the ground, grabbing the man's neckline, and sticking the mahogany blade on the man's neck.

The man looked at Jian Mingshu with lowered eyelids, the ends of the long and smooth eyes, with some melancholy downward arcs.

Even though Jian Mingshu didn't want to admit it, even if the mahogany knife was pressed against his long, fair neck, the man's mood remained unmoved, and the cold gray eyes were not cold, but more like——

indifferent.

He looked down at Jian Mingshu, and calmly squeezed Jian Mingshu's wrist.

It's no wonder that this person is calm and relaxed. It's really difficult for Jian Mingshu to deal with this kind of strength.This man squeezed Jian Mingshu's wrist hard, and it hurt like fire.

Gritting his teeth, Jian Mingshu pulled the man back with the last bit of strength, and raised his eyebrows towards the hole above, implying that he was not inexplicable, and there was a "reason" for it.

The man looked up at the hole.His jaw casts a clear line of light and dark on the neck.

The way he looked up reminded Jian Mingshu of a jade sculpture given to him by his adoptive father for some reason.The jade carving is a stag, looking up with its jaw up, just like the person in front of it now.

At the entrance of the cave lay a female ghost sniffing around. She only poked her head, her seaweed-like hair stuck tightly to her face, and the lake water dripped down.

The man only looked at the female ghost indifferently, and then at Jian Mingshu.

Jian Mingshu quietly made a "shh" gesture to him.He nodded slightly to Jian Mingshu.

Taking advantage of the other party's slowness, Jian Mingshu stretched out two fingers and quickly tore off the black mask of the visitor.

Under the mask is a sculpted jaw line and thin lips full of calm and restraint.

He frowned quickly, and just as he was about to speak, Jian Mingshu immediately gestured for silence, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at him with a half-smile.

There was a rustling sound near the entrance of the cave, Jian Mingshu glanced subconsciously, and touched a few female ghosts.They don't know what attracts them, they just keep looking around, but they can't find the person they are looking for.

Several female ghosts were uncoordinated, pushing and shoving each other above the narrow opening.

Fortunately, they had no sense of queuing, and no one could get off as they crowded around.Jian Mingshu secretly rejoiced.

In the chaos, a ghost hand slammed down on Jian Mingshu's head, and landed on the side of Jian Mingshu's head with a bang, splashing cold water on half of his face.

The ghost hand seemed to have just been picked up from the water, with drops of water on the fingers, looking slippery.The fingers of this hand moved, and immediately began to grope around.

Just as Jian Mingshu was about to get up, his mouth and nose were immediately covered tightly, and then, a huge black cloak covered the two of them.

He watched the fingers of the ghostly hand caress the stone wall, as if he believed that there was no way out on all three sides, and crawled towards Jian Mingshu.

Although its fingers were swollen and cold from the lake water, they were not affected at all when it moved. The ghost hand used a few fingers as legs, dragging the back half of its amputated arm to crawl forward.

The fingertips of the ghost hand were only a few centimeters away from Jian Mingshu's cheek. Jian Mingshu subconsciously wanted to turn over and escape, but was held down by an unknown man.

He lowered his eyes, and his slightly drooping eyes were fixed on Jian Mingshu, like a hunter aiming at the crosshairs.

The corner of the man's lips curled up in an indiscernible arc, and he said "shh" to Jian Mingshu mockingly.

A man who must take revenge.Jian Mingshu glared at him angrily.

He was firmly held down, his back pressed against the stone floor, and the spikes of the raised stone ridges were particularly obvious.

Rather than saying that Jian Mingshu is quiet and obedient, it is better to say that the hand holding him down and covering his mouth and nose is calm and powerful and does not allow resistance.

The ghost hand quickly crawled to the side of the black cloak.This slippery ghost hand aimed at Jian Mingshu's shoulder, as if to help Jian Mingshu tidy up the clothes on his shoulder.

Jian Mingshu held his breath subconsciously, fearing that the subtle air surge would attract the ghost hand.

The index finger of the ghost hand touched the fabric of the cloak first, igniting a green fire.A smell like burning hair came, and the rancid smell didn't last long before turning into a burnt smell.

The flame didn't burn for a long time at the tip of the ghost's finger, but suddenly it misfired and then went out.

It's like a match that has been snuffed out, leaving only a burnt black charcoal head.

This broken cloak doesn't seem to work well.Concise thought to himself.