The whole universe is praising my vest

"Master An He!"

A crisp youthful voice sounded.

An He looked over, and saw a teenage boy with a short stature who was blocked by an adult, so he could only stretch his neck and stand on tiptoe, bouncing around in place, trying to let An He see him.

"Aqiu." An He recognized him.

"It's me!" Ah Qiu blushed because of excitement, "Everyone says you are... a liar, and you won't come back. I never believed that you really didn't abandon us!"

An He remembered that after the death of the original owner's parents, he began to consciously use his supernatural powers to deceive the villagers, maintain the illusion of a so-called god, keep a certain distance from everyone, and sometimes feel lonely.Facing Ah Qiu, he can take off the disguise a little bit, because Ah Qiu has a pure personality and blindly trusts him. No matter what the original owner shows, he will only worship him more.

Aqiu's parents were also proud of An He's care for their family, but now, Aqiu's father scolded: "Why did you come out? Go back to sleep!"

The mother stepped forward and grabbed her son: "Come home with me, and don't meddle in the affairs of adults."

"Why!" Ah Qiu was anxious, "Master An He didn't leave, he came back, why are you still like this?"

Aqiu's mother pulled his arm heavily, and said in a low voice, "You still call him an adult? This is an insult to the envoy, what if the envoy gets angry?"

The villagers next to him stared at An He and sneered: "I'm afraid this liar didn't come back voluntarily. It's because it's too dangerous outside, so he has to come back."

"I came back to return the things." An He put down the package.

His movements touched the tense nerves of the villagers, "You are not allowed to move!"

An He continued to unpack the package, and the villagers watched nervously, but no one dared to step forward.An He put the package on the ground and spread it out, revealing the contents inside, then slowly stepped back a few steps, "I'll stay away, so you should feel at ease?"

Aqiu's father stepped forward boldly, quickly retrieved the package, and looked through the contents with other villagers who surrounded him.

Looking at the gaps exposed by the villagers, An He was helpless. If he wanted to run, he would have already been able to.

This small closed village far away from the outside city is basically bartering, and many things cannot be taken away by the original owner, so they hide them.An He told the hiding place, Ah Qiu's father winked, a fast-footed villager ran over to check, and came back after a while, with a complicated expression: "It is indeed our thing."

An He would rather hide things to waste and rot than give them to them. This extremely selfish behavior is chilling.An He was probably blocked by the danger outside and had to go back. Even though he returned the cheated things, the villagers still did not let down their vigilance.

"What's next?"

The villagers mainly want An He to return the things, but now that their goal has been achieved, they are momentarily at a loss.

How to vent your anger?They did not dare to start.

"It's better to hand over An He to the God Envoy."

"Yes, he pretends to be a god, and the envoy of God will definitely punish him!"

"Thinking about it now, An He is far worse than the messenger, how could it be the reincarnation of the true god?"

"Fortunately, God made the Lord willing to forgive our foolishness, condescend to come down, and let us see the true glory."

The villagers were chattering, An He silently pressed his left wrist to appease the angry king snake vine.

Going to meet the "God's Messenger" was exactly what he wanted, and An He obediently followed the villagers.

Ah Qiu never left, and found an opportunity to approach An He and whispered: "Master Divine Envoy appeared shortly after you left. At that time, we were all flustered when we found that you were missing. At this time, Lord Divine Envoy suddenly came out of the shadows. God Envoy It made the grown-ups look different from the people here, and it was difficult to get close to them, but it cured us."

An He has found that the villagers did not fall into despair and panic during his absence, but their mental outlook improved, and many people's rotten conditions improved.

This foreign power user is a more sophisticated liar, capable enough to make the villagers who have just exposed An He's deception trust him again in a short period of time.

These days, is the job competition for scammers so fierce?

An He touched his chin.

However, it cannot be said to be complete trust.

The villagers used to be blind in their belief in An He, but now they learn a lot of wisdom. They respect the "Master God Envoy" mainly because he can bring substantial benefits. The villagers who are sick and waiting to die have only this hope. Hold on tight.

From Aqiu's tone, he could also hear his gratitude to the "Master God's Envoy", and his eyes were shining with longing.When he looked at Anshi, his eyes shone brighter, and he was a little worried, "Do you know Master God Envoy?"

An He said, "I don't know."

Ah Qiu spoke with a guilty voice: "Then he is not the messenger of God?"

An He asked, "Why don't you think I'm the reincarnation of a fake god? Everyone else thinks so."

"How is it possible?" Ah Qiu took it for granted.

The distance from the "Envoy of God" is getting closer and closer, and the surrounding environment looks familiar, An He asked: "The place where the envoy of God lives is my home, right?"

The villagers said disgustedly: "You are not qualified to live there, the best place should belong to God Envoy."

An He nodded: "My house is indeed the best in the village."

The villagers thought that An He would be furious when he found out that his house was being occupied, but in the end...

Is this the point?

Before arriving at the envoy's residence, the other villagers stopped and waited respectfully outside. A middle-aged man brought An He in.

The living room was dimly lit, and it was difficult to see clearly, but the young man sitting had a strong sense of presence that could not be ignored.

His slender, straight legs were slung over the table, his skin was pale, and his hair looked like it hadn't been trimmed for a while, and it was so long that it almost covered his eyes.He folded his hands on his chest, looked at An He with his head slightly sideways, and there was a little viscous malice in his casual eyes. He was obviously looking up at An He's angle, which forced him to create a feeling of looking down.

This kind of casual sitting posture is simply a disaster for ordinary people, but it is made by young people, but it shows a natural nobility.

The original owner had never done hard work, and he was pampered barely, but he was closed in a small village isolated from the outside world for a long time, with limited vision, coupled with personality factors, the temperament he cultivated was very different from that of a young man.When the villagers saw such a person for the first time, they were probably astonished. After suffering from An He's loss, it was not surprising that they could still regard this outsider as a messenger of the gods.

"The daring liar who claims to be the reincarnation of the God of Disease, is that you?"

The young man spoke without complacency or mockery, more like treating an ignorant and ridiculous clown, with an attitude almost pity.

The young man was wearing prison uniforms. Even the prisoner's clothes were many times superior to the materials and craftsmanship of this village. The villagers probably didn't understand the meaning of this kind of clothes at all, and even thought they were the clothes of the angels.An He smiled: "I thought it was a real god envoy to punish me, but I didn't expect to be a liar, or a prisoner who escaped from the prison. The quality of the prison uniform is good, and he is a serious prisoner in the capital? He fled all the way so far It's not easy for Desolate Star."

The middle-aged man stepped forward angrily: "How dare you offend the envoy of God!"

The young man in prison uniform showed interest in his eyes, and he waved his hand to let the man leave, leaving only him and An He in the room.

"As far as a native of the village is concerned, you know a lot, no wonder you can keep others in the dark." The young man in prison uniform lowered his legs and leaned forward, "You can even use the prison uniform of Wangdu Prison It can be seen that there are many fanatics of the God of Disease out there, if they know that you are pretending to be a god, will there be any consequences?"

An He asked: "Are you also a fanatic?"

The young man showed a mixed look of displeasure and other subtle emotions: "Why do you think so?"

An He said: "Because you kind of want to kill me."

"As expected of a psychic supernatural being, he is still keen." The young man in prison uniform sat back down again, "I am a felon in the capital, do I need a reason to kill someone?"

An He suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The young man barely kept up with the speed of the topic jump, "Why do you ask this."

Then, his smile was stained with malice: "Do you deserve to know?"

An He said, "I deserve it."

Youth in prison uniform: "...you have no self-knowledge."

An He said calmly: "You are also quite rude."

The young man sneered: "Do you think this rhetoric can influence me?"

An He: "You don't think the quarrel about meritoriousness is meaningful, do you?"

"Do you think I'm arguing with you?"

"Isn't it?"

Youth in prison uniform: "..."

He had the urge to pound the table, but held back in time.That was something he would only do when he was a child, but now he no longer knows how to do it!

An He didn't take the attitude of the youth in prison uniform to heart.The young man's feelings for the God of Disease seem to be rather subtle. He frankly let the villagers regard him as the messenger of the god, which is also an act of disrespect to the god, but it is not as serious as An He.Facing the same blasphemous An He, he didn't feel like-minded, but harbored malice and disgust towards An He, and even had killing intent.

"The name is not important." An He said, "The important thing is, I want you to do me a favor."

The young man had a half-smile and said, "Are we familiar with each other? I won't help."

"Forget it." An He simply gave up.

"Are you giving up too quickly?"

"You have already refused. Do I still put the knife on your neck? Anyway, I have other ways, just troublesome."

"Put the knife on my neck?" The young man in prison uniform sneered, "You think too much, why don't you consider kneeling down and begging me?"

The figure of An He standing in front of him faded and disappeared. The young man realized something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him, but stopped abruptly.A cold blade was attached to the surface of his neck, and because of his movements, the blade sank into the skin slightly, leaving a long and thin line of blood.

An He, who communicated with him, was hallucinating. I didn't know when I had come behind him and put the sharp knife on his vital parts, but he didn't realize it!

An He laughed, and said in his own words: "How about it, do you consider kneeling down and begging me?"