I, who was smashed into a girl by a meteorite, turned into a Yuelao?

"help me…"

From the mouth shape of the other party, Bi Wangxiang read out the message for help.

He glanced back at the crazy witch, but she didn't notice that the knife in her hand was already on the neck of a believer.

He retracted his gaze, squatted down, and began to check Hamand's situation.

Seeing his actions, Hamand showed gratitude in his eyes, and he unconsciously let go of Bi Wangxiang's hand.

After confirming that Hamand's current injuries were not fatal, Bi Wangxiang grabbed one of Hamand's hands and put him on his shoulder without saying a word.

Now that the witch has blocked the road, the consequence of their running out is either to be implicated by other believers, or to be sacrificed by the witch.

So there is absolutely no way to go there.

His eyes fell on the passage that he hadn't checked yet, and Bi Wangxiang led Hamand into it silently.

Regarding Bi Wangxiang's actions, Hamand did not raise any objections. On the contrary, there was more expectation and hope in his eyes staring at the inner secret room.

The two stepped into the secret room, and at a glance they saw the girl lying on the bed and the back of the shrine directly opposite her.

Hamand struggled to shake off Bi Wangxiang's hand, staggered to the edge of the shrine, made a prayer posture, and muttered something devoutly in his mouth.

Completely disregarding his injuries, he continued to pray.

Bi Wangxiang didn't stop him. After all, the other party was very likely to establish a connection with the evil god. Maybe he might really become the next wizard like Mosiah.

At that time, I will have one more choice.

In addition, he saved Hamand's life during this crisis, and he owed himself a life. What he wants to ask for will be much easier than looking for Moxie.

Bypassing Hamand who was praying earnestly, Bi Wangxiang looked at the girl lying on the bed, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The target person is indeed still alive, as long as he finds a way to get this girl out alive, everything will be solved.

Glancing at Hamand, Bi Wangxiang looked around, and soon he noticed the small table next to the operating table, on which a lot of things were placed.

Consciously or unintentionally, he approached the table, and checked the items with seemingly ordinary curiosity.

He sneaked a glance at Harmand from the corner of his eye, and seeing that the other party's attention did not fall on him, he quietly hid the sulfuric acid, scalpel, pliers, hammer, tweezers and other items in his pocket.

Glancing at Hamand again, Bi Wangxiang tentatively stretched out his hand, ready to untie the girl's shackles.

Until this time, Hamand finally had a reaction. He looked at Bi Wangxiang puzzled and asked, "Bi, what are you doing?"

Bi Wangxiang wanted to scold someone a little bit, so if he wanted to speak, he whispered it!Didn't know there was a witch out there?

"Hush~ Keep your voice down, you will alarm the witch!" Bi Wangxiang was really worried about what stupid thing this idiot would do again, so he made a reminder first.

Hamand curled his lips in disdain, "What are you afraid of? We have the blessing of God, and that hypocritical witch can't do anything to us."

"Then can I ask you to maintain basic respect and quiet before God?" Bi Wangxiang rolled his eyes and changed his words.

He felt that he was also nervous and stupid. A believer is fearless in front of his own belief, so he shouldn't talk nonsense with the other party, and just use the god of the other party's belief to talk about things.

The latter hesitated for a moment, but he still lowered his voice, "Then what are you doing?"

"Save people." Bi Wangxiang said directly without making any excuses.

"Save someone?" But this kind of behavior makes people incomprehensible. If it wasn't for the fact that Bi Wangxiang saved him, he would never talk nonsense to Bi Wangxiang at this time, "Why did you save her? She is Sacrifice."

"You have also seen the behavior of witches. Are you really sure that this girl is the real sacrifice?" Bi Wangxiang asked.

As soon as the witch was mentioned, recalling what Bi Wangxiang said before and now, Hamand's eyes were filled with fire again, and he became more and more suspicious of the witch's words in his heart, "Yes...you are right...the witch is not the endorsement of some god at all. Or, she has kidnapped our god! Who knows if her words are really the will that God wants to convey?!"

"Shh~! Shh~! Keep your voice down, you!" Bi Wangxiang regretted saving this guy, and couldn't tell the occasion!

Hamand calmed down, looked at the girl on the bed with a blank face, as if she would not be changed by anyone's will at all, thought for a moment, and took the initiative to step forward and loosen the bondage on the girl.

As the girl sat up, Hamand couldn't help looking at the altar, seeing that there was nothing unusual happening around him, he believed in Bi Wangxiang's statement even more in his heart.

After helping the girl off the operating table, Bi Wangxiang kindly put the clothes on her body.

What they have to think about now is the problem of leaving here.

In fact, this is not a problem. Seeing that the witch cares so much about the shrine, you know what to do.

But the key question is...Hamand, who is also a believer...may not necessarily agree with his next plan...

Bi Wangxiang remained silent, not in a hurry to make the next move.

He was waiting, waiting for someone else to make a move.

14. Reincarnation of Karma and Retribution ([-])

Passive waiting is sometimes a very torturous thing, especially in the time of life and death, waiting can always drive people crazy.

Now Bi Wangxiang feels like he is about to be driven crazy by Hamand.

After saving the little girl, Hamand began to walk around the house holding the shrine. His steps were very strange, at least Bi Wangxiang couldn't find the pattern.

The other party walked around the house a few times like that, muttering something in his mouth, and finally put down the shrine, kneeling on the ground piously, posing in a strange posture, and praying earnestly.

Bi Wangxiang silently stared at Hamand's actions, but he took the little girl's hand and hid silently behind the door of this room.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the movement outside the door. The noise outside soon stopped. He didn't know whether he had killed all the people there, or the witch's actions had completely frightened the group of people...

The moment of silence made Bi Wangxiang wonder if the witch had left.

However, his thoughts were too naive after all, and when he was about to move his body, there was a vague voice over there.

The voice was too low, no matter how he listened, he couldn't hear what was said there.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, this time, not as orderly as before, the sound of footsteps began to become chaotic, and behind that sound of footsteps, there was another sound of footsteps that was so soft that it could hardly be heard followed unhurriedly.

Compared with the chaos of the former, the stability of the latter made Bi Wangxiang uneasy.

The sound of footsteps stopped for a moment in the opposite passage, and then became faster. Bi Wangxiangzhi saw a figure stepping directly towards Hamand who was praying.

Hamand raised his eyelids, without any further action, with a sneer on his face.

Now, he prays before God that no matter what that vile witch does, God will bless him, he is...

The thought paused, and when the pain was transmitted to the brain, Hamand froze.

He was battered, why...why didn't the gods bless him?Could it be that witches are more favored by gods than him?Why?He's obviously so devout...

Hamand fell, blood trickling from his wounds, flooding the shrine.

Bi Wangxiang didn't expect that Hamand would be so stupid and let the witch attack him!This didn't buy him enough time at all!

Taking a deep breath, Bi Wangxiang wasn't impatient either. He couldn't mess around to attract the witch's attention. He had to quietly...

"If I'm not mistaken, the person should be hiding behind the door." An indifferent child's voice sounded, and Bi Wangxiang stopped when he was about to sneak out with the girl.

He saw a boy walking leisurely through the passage.

Facing a witch who is like a lunatic, he is so reckless... Wait... What did he just say?

Bi Wangxiang felt that his heart stopped beating for a moment, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The little boy who was talking to himself turned his head in his direction, and met his eyes impartially.

There was no emotion in the boy's eyes. Looking at him, it didn't feel like he was facing a real person at all!

He was so startled that he sat down on the ground, unconsciously pushed the girl beside him out, and rushed towards the passage without saying a word.

There's still time, there's still time for everything... It's too dark here, no one can see his appearance, as long as he rushes out now, he can still pretend he doesn't know anything!

Although his mind was full of doubts, Bi Wangxiang could only keep those doubts in his heart.

As long as he can leave here alive now, he has plenty of opportunities to investigate.

Behind him, no one was chasing him, and the passageway was unusually quiet. When he rushed to the first secret room, the secret room was also terribly quiet, as if there were no living people present at all.

Without squinting, he stared at the glimmer of light outside the secret room, and rushed out.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he found countless armed policemen standing in the dean's room, among them... there were a few familiar faces...

Someone called the police?

The joy on Bi Wangxiang's face turned into astonishment, and then turned into panic: "Kill...kill! Comrade police...the people in there...are all crazy!"

"We know." A policeman replied indifferently, not much surprise on his face, but a look of "as expected".

Bi Wangxiang was stunned, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious, so he heard the policeman say: "We have checked all the surveillance cameras in the hospital and confirmed what happened in the hospital.

We have rescued the rest of the hostages, and I will trouble you to come with us later. "

"...Cooperating with the police comrades is my duty! I will know everything and say everything!" Bi Wangxiang quickly reacted and immediately vowed to make a promise.

I also understood why there was no sound when I ran over before.

It's just...he was still a little puzzled.

"Comrade police, the murderer is still inside, why don't you go in and arrest her?"

The policemen looked at Bi Wangxiang with weird expressions, but they didn't say anything, "Let's talk about this when you get to the police station!"

The attitude of this group of policemen made Bi Wangxiang even more uneasy. However, there are some questions that cannot be asked even if beaten to death.

He suppressed all doubts and left the scene with the police.

In the secret room, the boy supported the little girl, stared at the woman opposite without turning his eyes, and said indifferently: "Is it interesting?"

The witch stared at Harmand and remained silent for a long time before slowly asking, "You think this is interesting?"

"I think it's funny to see people like you unlucky." The boy responded blankly.

The witch couldn't help laughing, "What kind of people are we? In your opinion, what kind of people are we?"

Boy: "A group of idiots who have no humanity at all and destroy other people's lives to fulfill their own psychological needs."

The smile on the witch's face grew wider, "Little devil, don't you understand that ignorance and stupidity are sins?"

The boy made a pun: "Then you really committed a capital crime."

The voice of the witch's sneer became louder, "Capital crime? I will not die, I am eternal. Even if you send me to the gallows, I will be resurrected, in other forms, like the Lord I believe in, live anywhere in the world...

You'll never be able to really do anything to me...you're just a bunch of ignorant mortals. "

After Witch Mosiah finished speaking, she aimed the scalpel at her throat, sneering as if she was about to cut it off.

There was no change in the expression on the boy's face, and at the moment when the witch attacked her, he said indifferently: "Stupid people always like to label things that they cannot understand as beautiful fantasies.

There is a saying in our East, that is, there is no pie in the sky.You will die when you die, and your body will eventually turn into a handful of loess. Even if the world of spiritual consciousness really exists, you will only become a ghost that no one can perceive.

It's like you communicate with the god you believe in, but the other party never really gives you anything.

In the future, you will also not be able to contact this world, unable to communicate and communicate with people, and will gradually fade out from people's memory completely, and then... Completely go crazy and dissipate, just like you are really dead. "

After the boy finished speaking, he helped the girl to turn around and left. He didn't even look at what the witch's reaction would be after listening to him, because there was no need to look at it. Fanatics will always be immersed in their own world, regardless of what others say. I can't hear anything.

So arguing with them is just a waste of time.

It's better to make them feel overwhelmed and choose to die by themselves.

But the boy obviously thought something wrong. The witch didn't stop her ears. She could not control what the boy said, and kept thinking about what she had done over the years...God...had never responded to her …

The boy's words were like a poisonous curse, making the witch keep thinking about the future after death.

Is it because her god is unwilling to respond to her?Still can't respond to her?Is the current god floating beside her, trying hard to think of what she conveys?

"Are you here?" The witch didn't cut off the scalpel in her hand. She raised her head, looked around the empty and dark secret room, and murmured softly.

Four weeks without any response.

The witch unconsciously stepped on something under her feet and fell to the ground, her eyes directly met those eyes that were dying.

It was the incomprehension of not being answered, the disappointment, the sadness, the pain, the despair of being abandoned.

From those eyes, the witch read the last emotion of the other party—abandoned, God did not choose me, did not respond to me, did he... really exist?

Does it really exist?Immortal existence?

It's like being dead...

really... dead...

What she has been pursuing all along is not eternal life?But death?

Thinking of not being able to contact this world in the end, thinking that no one will notice my beauty, thinking that all wealth will be useless...

The witch raised her gaze and landed on the shrine.

The person up there is not good-looking at all, very ugly... When her body dies, will it directly turn into a handful of loess?Or was it made into such an existence, placed in a small shrine by her followers?