The man in white robe found these words extremely awkward.
The players immediately noticed something was wrong. Shouldn't it be "my fate is in my own hands?" They quickly shook their heads. No matter which one, no normal person would say that in public.
Wen Shi retracted his gaze and looked at the man in white robe again. He had prepared so many speeches, why didn't the other party announce what he would do next?
Realizing he had neglected his duty, the man in white robes solemnized his expression and signaled the other players to remain calm. "A messenger has already gone to Sangmen Temple to invite a new divine servant. As for you..."
He looked at Wen Shi, hesitated for a few seconds and then made a decision: "You can proceed directly to the final round of the Divine Servant Test. If you perform well, you will be qualified to worship the gods."
Letting the other players stay in the temple for the time being, the man in white robe took Wen Shi on a detour to the hill behind.
The mountain seemed close but was actually far away. The road was difficult to walk on, with bumps and bruises everywhere. However, Wen Shi's attention was not on the length of the journey. The man in white robe was telling him what he needed to do later.
"There are four mountains behind the temple, representing widowhood, orphans, and the lonely. If you want to see the deity, you must first worship the mountain. Choose any mountain. If you can pick a white flower from the top, it means the worship is successful."
Wen Shi tried to inquire as subtly as possible: "Are there any special requirements for picking flowers?"
The man in the white robe smiled strangely. "It's said that every mountain has its own ghost. The ghosts on the four mountains have different temperaments. They suffered many disasters in their lives, and they become even more brutal after death."
He said this, and after Wen Shi tried to repeat it twice without success, he gave up the futile effort.
The second half of the journey was continued in silence. When we were still some distance from the foot of the mountain, the system prompt sounded:
[Side Quest: Paying Homage to the Mountain
Task content: Please determine the mountain you want to worship within 30 seconds
This mission will determine whether the main mission can be successfully launched, so players need to choose carefully.]
Wen Shi thought calmly that the dungeon rules were indeed not perfect. There was only one way to start the main quest, and it still required the player to start it manually.
The countdown has entered the last twenty seconds.
Wen Shi paused to survey the peaks ahead. They were all roughly the same height, some surrounded by dense forests, others bare as desert rocks. Their only commonality was a ghostly aura, a lingering black aura.
"I want to worship the mountain that represents the widow," he said.
The countdown came to an abrupt halt. Beside him, the white-robed man's smile widened, as if to say that Wen Shi had made the most inappropriate choice.
None of the four mountains can be called majestic, and the peak representing the minority is located in a relatively central position, so there is no need to take too many detours.
The man in the white robe was somewhat resistant to the mountain. He pointed to a location from a distance and then turned and left. Before leaving, he said to Wen Shi, "If you fail, this will be the closest you will ever get to God."
Upon hearing this, Wen Shi clenched his fists, acting even more pious than the messenger, as if he was willing to do anything at all costs.
The man in white robe was very satisfied with his attitude, thinking that this man was both pious and strong-willed. Once he succeeded, the great gods would surely be very satisfied with this newly selected waiter.
Wen Shi was the only one left in this world.
Walking up the mountain alone, not even a bird's cry could be heard along the way. Wen Shi recalled what the man in white robe had said before. The other party said that he had directly carried out the final test.
There is usually a bss guarding the last level. Taking this into consideration, he increased his vigilance while silently making other considerations.
The mountain path wasn't too difficult, but the wind was irritating, stinging my skin. There seemed to be a whimpering sound in the wind, and Wen Shi listened carefully. It was a man's breathing, heavy and hoarse, like a wail.
He silently took out the bell to ward off evil spirits and Wen Shi quickened his pace to continue walking up.
They didn't encounter any monsters along the way. As the top of the mountain was just around the corner, Wen Shi slowed down his pace in the last hundred meters, observing his surroundings with every step.
Still safe and sound.
The strong wind on the top of the mountain is even stronger, and the small white flowers sway in the wind. They grow in the cracks of a huge rock.
As long as you pick one flower, the mountain worship is completed.
In just three or two steps, Wen Shi reached the rock. Just as he bent down to pick the flower, a blue hand patted his thin shoulder from behind.
"Men are really no good..." The sharp long nails were almost sinking into the flesh of the shoulder. The woman's crisp and strange voice rang in Wen Shi's ears: "They all like to steal."
No shadow.
Wen Shi's expression changed slightly. When he first met the Earl, the other party was nowhere to be seen. Such NPCs are either extremely strong or extremely weak.
No need to guess, women belong to the former.
When you are warm, try to make your body appear less tense so as to create a false sense of calm.
The two sides were very close, so close that the woman could break his neck at any time, but no matter how big the loophole in the copy was, it would be impossible for a monster of this level to attack violently directly.
"Since you've passed the temple test, I can give you a chance..."
A faint wind blew by, and a woman appeared in front of Wen Shi. Her beautiful face was now distorted because of the endless killing and resentment.
"I've killed so many people that I can't remember which one is the bastard who betrayed me..."
After she turned into a ghost, she only knew how to hunt according to her instincts. Later, she evolved into a mountain ghost. She could vaguely recall sporadic events from the past, but she could not remember the face that hurt her the most.
"Find him." The woman's bitter plea echoed throughout the forest: "Find him for me."
In order to avoid being taken out on, Wen Shi did not immediately ask how to find it, but waited patiently for the mountain ghost to finish his madness.
After a while, the woman's face finally regained a trace of calmness. She began to draw a formation with blood, chanting strange spells.
The sobbing I'd just heard in the mountains intensified, and blurry, ghostly figures appeared beside the dense forest, all now moving towards them. As they approached the woman, her features became slightly clearer. The spirits all remained in their pre-death state, most with bloody holes in their chests.
"I can feel it, right here," the woman said, staring intently at Wen Shi. "If you can't figure out who it is within three days, you'll become one of them."
When the woman started talking, these innocent victims showed hideous smiles on their faces, and they couldn't wait to make Wen Shi experience the same fate as them.
My heart was broken!
The system's prompt sound came——
"This mountain, named after the widow, has become a mountain controlled by mountain ghosts. Hundreds of ghosts live on the mountain. They all want you dead, but if you successfully complete your mission, you can gain the friendship of one of them."
"Players, please choose a camp."
"Camp A: Mountain Ghost Camp B: Hidden Unfaithful Men Camp C: Evil Ghosts."
"Note that each camp has different levels of difficulty, and your chances of successfully escaping Hundred Ghosts Mountain also vary."
The woman gave him three days to prove that it was a series of major tasks. Wen Shi felt that he should not suffer like this.
He thought about it, then suddenly glanced at the ghost behind the woman and asked, "What was your reason for killing them?"
It just sounds like nonsense.
"I hate all men in this world..." The woman's mask of calmness shattered when she looked at Wen, and there was uncontrollable murderous intent in her eyes.
Wen Shifeng said calmly: "Really? I don't believe it."
This sentence was even more incomprehensible than the previous one, so much so that the woman who should have been angry forgot to teach him a lesson at the first time. Two seconds later, the furious woman disappeared from the spot. A chill swept across Wen Shi's neck, and in an instant a ghost hand reached for his heart.
Wen Shi stood still, not because he didn't want to dodge, but because the speed difference between the two was too great for him to avoid. At the critical moment, the ghost hand was stopped by another hand that appeared out of thin air.
Ripples appeared in the air, and a black shadow suddenly appeared beside Wen Shi. The cloak was lifted by the wind, and a petite figure appeared.
As early as a minute ago, Wen Shi had prepared for the future and summoned A Yu.
A Yu, who works as a psychic medium on the side, looked at the surrounding undead with a hint of disdain: "Low-level ghost summoning."
The woman took two steps back and understood the reason for Wen Shi's arrogance: "So he's a gigolo."
Suddenly becoming an undefined pretty boy, Wen Shi asked A Yu with a pleasant face: "Can you also perform a similar ghost summoning?"
"Of course," Ayu nodded, "It's just using blood as a guide to draw a formation and summon those she has killed."
Wen Shi patted his chest and whispered a few words.
Ayu understood: "Okay, it just so happens that you deposited blood with me last time."
Wen Shi had left her hair and blood for A Yu in the Golden City. Her ability to draw formations was much stronger than that of women, and her speed was very fast. After almost determining a center point, A Yu shook the bell and the formation was automatically completed.
Consistent with Wen Shi's previous inference, as compensation for the randomly selected players, the game relaxed the restrictions on family members' abilities. In the previous instance, Ayu had no way of achieving large-scale summons.
The summoned ghosts have the same characteristics, and they have extremely heavy resentment before death. NPCs like the Blood Bride who can still send blessings in the end do not fall into this category.
Ayu called out while blocking the woman's attack.
After only two or three moves, the woman stopped first. She looked down the mountain with her eyes wide open, as if she had seen something incredible.
Ayu is a genuine summoning technique, different from the mirage. At that time, it was more like a data model built based on memory rather than the game resurrecting the player's enemy.
Countless monsters emerged from the mountains, far more than the hundreds of ghosts under the woman's command. Almost all of these monsters were covered in blood below the abdomen and had no heads.
One after another, the entire mountain can hardly accommodate them.
Those horrifying wounds made the evil spirits behind the woman suddenly feel that their heartfelt condolences were nothing.
The woman was so shocked that her hair was shaking. She looked at Wen Shi and asked, "How come you've killed more men than me?"
Double, no, ten times... maybe even more!
And the way they died was so indescribable!!
In the factory dormitory and Mei Jin Casino alone, Wen Shi killed many monsters in seconds. Due to different story backgrounds, there are more male monsters in these two places.
He looked over with disdain, and at this moment, silence was more powerful than words.
At this moment, the woman finally understood the other party's previous questioning. Compared with it, she was nothing.
"Heh..." Standing on the top of the mountain where the wind was so thick that it was almost suffocating, Wen Shi sneered and asked, "What qualifications do you have to cry out in hatred in front of me?"
Ayu gently tugged at his sleeve.
Wen Shi's middle school second-year spirit had not yet subsided and continued to speak.
Ayu gently pulled his sleeve again.
Wen Shi turned his head and raised his eyebrows: Mom, wait, let me finish this wave of installation first.
"I can't contain it anymore." Ayu said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "After summoning the ghost, I have to trap it. The power I can use every day is limited."
The relaxation of the game does not mean that there are no restrictions, and Ayu did not expect Wen Shi's "record" to be so strong.
A long time ago, they knew when Wen Shi would step into this bizarre world, and it was only a short period of time.
Wen Shi's throat moved: "What will happen if we lose control?"
A Yu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Son, can you run fast?"
"…"
…
Sangmen Temple.
The boy was forced to stay in this small piece of land to cultivate his character.
The God of Death, who was born with a temperament of not recognizing any relatives, spared the young man's life because he was impressed by his fate.
The gods will have mercy on the unlucky. Compared to Wen Shi, the boy's dark temperament is obviously more in line with the Sangmen God's heart, so he is reluctantly placed in the Sangmen Temple as a mascot.
The God of Death is a typical "homebody". The last time he paid attention to Wen, it was only because he was also trying to get a piece of the pie from the Lord of Terror and tried to find more clues through the live broadcast of the Horror Society.
"I'm so annoyed." Every word in the book was challenging the boy's limits. He was caught trying to tear the book secretly.
A cold voice came from behind: "You must be pure in heart and desire, neither happy nor sad."
The boy scoffed: "Is that still considered a human being?"
The God of Death said calmly, "It's not a bad thing to keep your heart calm."
He was in a good mood today, so he took the trouble to give an example: "It seems like the Mirror God was struck by lightning a few days ago. Although I don't know the details, I'm afraid it's closely related to someone."
A figure suddenly appeared in the boy's mind: "Is it related to the original body?"
The God of Death nodded.
Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else.
If Wen Shi were present, he would have shouted that anyone who wanted to accuse someone of something could find a pretext. Clearly, the source of the incident lay in Song Yan's masterpiece, "My True Spirit Father."
The God of Death calmly concluded: "Don't get close to anything, and you won't be unlucky; don't pay attention to it, and you won't get angry."
Mirror God, you are still too young and impetuous.
As he was speaking, a divine servant stood respectfully at the door and said, "The temple's examiner has died suddenly, and the messenger has come to invite a new divine servant to take the test."
Death God: "Sudden death?"
How could someone who had served as his divine servant die suddenly?
"I heard that a very qualified young man came and abruptly sent the examiner away."
The priest wanted to say a few more words, but there was a sudden disturbance in the place where the boy and girl were reciting scriptures in the temple.
The incense on the altar burned faster, and the four wisps of green smoke were all entangled together. After a few seconds, a blurry human face appeared. It was the white-robed man in the temple who was delivering the message.
"Great Spirit, please save us. There's something wrong with the Four Mountains..."
Who dares to run wild in his territory? Unlike other true spirits, in the world created by the God of Death, everyone knows that there are gods.
The God of Death frowned slightly and waved his hand. A water curtain appeared, showing the current scene around the four mountains.
The mountains were full of evil spirits, countless ghosts without head or tail were running around, and the young man at the foot of the mountain was running against the wind.
"Hurry up, son," Ayu was also swinging his arms wildly, "Faster!"