Salted Fish Zombie

The statue is dark and silent, standing high in the black temple.

When Zhu Shuangshuang used to write scripts, she often brought herself into the role to figure out the role. At this time, thinking about the tall and deep statue of the god, she couldn't help but imagine the feeling of the flower god.

How long has the idol been cast.

And how long has God existed?

The dark black wall stones, the gray-green temple ridge, and tens of thousands of kneeling believers.

They do not know why they believe in him madly, but they never dare to look at him, their eyes are either staring at the ground, or squinting at the temple, or fixed on others.

If His consciousness was on the statue, would he take it for granted, would dismiss it, would watch it coldly, or what would happen?

Suddenly, among the tens of thousands of people, a young man straightened his back and looked straight at Him with clear and hot eyes.

How would he feel?

With the ups and downs of the hymn, the believers lifted their foreheads from their palms again and faced the temple straight.

When she got up, Zhu Shuangshuang's heart was beating rapidly, she clenched her teeth and clenched her hands, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at the statue.

Before seeing the face of the god, Zhu Shuangshuang felt something rushing into her body, and her heart and blood vessels swelled suddenly.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhu Shuangshuang fell down, Su Xiangsheng helped her up in panic.

Zhu Shuangshuang knocked her head on the ground, hit her head hard with one hand, and tightly grasped the skirt of her chest with the other hand.

When Su Xiangsheng helped her up, he saw a large stream of blood flowing from her nose and mouth.

"Are you crazy!" Su Xiangsheng wiped her blood with his sleeve, and whispered angrily, "You can't look at the statue, and I repeat, don't look at it, we can't bear it."

His voice was very small, but it was impossible for the people around him not to hear him.

At this time, no one looked at them. It seemed that this kind of thing had happened many times, and it was not worth their while.

Or, they don't want to read or mention it.

They still knelt and worshiped crazily, with scorching light in their eyes, and never looked at the statue.

Zhu Shuangshuang curled up in pain to relieve the pain of bursting.

She was finally sure that they really couldn't see the face of God.

What Ye Nanwang said is right, human beings are so small and fragile that they cannot approach God at all.

Not even a statue of a **** can take a second look.

The sun was dyed a rose-red halo, and the worship activities for that day were over.

The believers left one after another, and the players knelt on the futons for a while to relieve their beating hearts.

They stood up exhausted physically and mentally, looking bleak.

Zhu Shuangshuang has recovered a bit, but her face is still terribly pale, and there are bloodstains on her face that haven't been wiped clean.

Ning Su asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhu Shuangshuang said wearily and decadently: "It's just because I took one more look at him among the crowd."

Ning Su: "."

Su Xiangsheng was really curious and asked him, "How do you feel when you see the statue?"

Ning Su: "It feels like my heart is beating faster."

Su Xiangsheng: "..."

It was indeed the right feeling, their hearts were beating violently.

But he always felt that Ning Su's heartbeat was speeding up, which was different from theirs.

The same goes for the other players, they couldn't see the statue at all, they had a glimmer of hope when they came out, but they were almost desperate when they went back.

"You can't even look, how can you believe in that?"

"This god..."

He didn't dare to say it, but other players understood what it meant.

This **** is becoming more and more terrifying. It is not like a fairy living in the sky in the traditional sense, but a terrifying existence that cannot be seen directly in the deep hell.

Jia Chensheng said: "Don't be anxious. I found that people in Furen County don't dare to look directly at the statue, but they crazily believe in the flower god. This shows that fear does not affect belief."

His words were effective in reassuring most players.

He continued: "We should be happy. This may be an extra path. Maybe extreme fear can also promote faith."

"President Jia is right. I originally felt that Flower God was a bit evil and dirty because of Kuisawa. I resisted it from the bottom of my heart. I thought it was impossible to believe in Him. Now I only have fear in my heart."

"Yes, I want to kneel when I think of him."

"Fear can give birth to faith, otherwise do you think that those who believe in all kinds of gods have only love?"

After chatting like this, the players are much more relaxed.

Jia Chensheng: "Then we, apart from investigating the major families, come to participate in worship activities every afternoon."

"In addition to the way to meet the gods, what we want to investigate is the matter of the four players who were taken to the Temple of Flowers. We need to find out the conditions for serving flowers in the Temple of Flowers."

"I think we may not be able to find anything in the courtyard. In the end, we still have to find a way to go to the Temple of Flowers."

With clear arrangements, a lot more peace of mind.

The players responded one after another, and Ning Su followed suit with a "huh".

That night, the people in their hospital didn't have to go to Heisawa to look for flowers, and Ye Nanwang made a rare appearance.

"Now every flower attendant has flowers to serve, and the next thing you need to do is to drink water and soak in water to transform your body. When your body is almost transformed, you can go to the Flower Temple to raise flowers."

Ye Nan looked at them, and his eyes finally stopped at Ning Su and Ning Changfeng's tea room, "I believe that you will become excellent flower attendants, you will be able to..."

Having said that, he seemed to tremble slightly excitedly, "Seeing God."

His words not only arranged their next steps, but also revealed a piece of news.

Jia Chensheng also said just now that he needs to find out the conditions for entering the Temple of Flowers.

They didn't know the specific reason why the first four players went in, but Ye Nanwang told them a way.

If you pass the body transformation, you can go to the Temple of Flowers.

In this case, if they are not eager to enter the Flower Temple, they can enter by transforming their bodies.

The Temple of Flowers may hide the secrets of the gods, but obviously it is not as free as the outside. They can use this time to look for clues outside.

Moreover, according to what Ye Nanwang said, human beings are small and fragile, and they will perish if they cannot get close to the god's body. This has been confirmed when they saw the god's statue today.

If they haven't transformed their bodies, it may be very dangerous to rush into the Flower Temple.

The players knew what to do and closed their doors.

Before midnight, after Ning Su changed his clothes, he came to Huafeng with his two children in his arms.

He was the only one in the Huafeng room. He opened the door for Ning Su who knocked on the door. The couple sat down in the tea room with their flowers on the tea table.

Huafeng's face was paler than yesterday, and he took another bowl of holy water to drink.

The old lady who took care of them said that the transformation of the body by holy water includes many aspects, among which is the effect of nourishing blood.

He is constantly using holy water to maintain his precarious body.

Ning Su could see that he might be dizzy when he stood up at this time, and his body was almost unable to hold on according to a normal human being.

Ning Su poured him a bowl of holy water, "How long are you going to hold on?"

Huafeng said: "See how long I can hold on."

Ning Su let out a "huh", which meant to persevere until death.

The tea room was very quiet, Ning Su looked at the two flowers, and the two children quietly looked up at Huafeng.

This kind of quietness is a little low, but it is not sad, and it is inexplicably calming.

"Ning Su." After a long time, Huafeng called him, and he said, "I love my brother so much."

Ning Su nodded.

"If it weren't for my brother, I would have died a long time ago. My brother took me out of there and walked to the beautiful Furen County."

"My brother, he is the best flower attendant in Furen County."

"My brother, he has good character and good looks, no one is better than him."

"So, I will definitely stick to it." He drank another bowl of holy water.

Ning Su nodded again.

Because his brother is so good, so he has to persevere and support his brother, so that the brother who has formed an obsession with blood can always feel the blood.

Ning Su looked at the dead hand again.

It was not yet late at night, and the dead hand was very quiet.

The bone of that finger was long and slender, covered in purple and gray, with several ulcers on it.

It's been a long time since he saw the appearance of Mr. Pianpian in Huafeng's mouth, he only has a rotten hand left, and he only knows how to catch the passing blood.

A small gray hand rests on a pale hand.

Guisheng raised his head and said to Huafeng: "You are also good."

The cold little hand could feel the raised blood vessels on the back of the skinny hand, and he said, "Cute."

Huafeng suddenly bit her lip and lowered her head.

After a long time, he said to Ning Su, "Is there anything else you want to know?"

Since her brother disappeared, Huafeng has been trying to understand the flower servant and the flower god, and has five years more experience than them.

When he said that, Ning Su just wanted to ask: "Do you understand the statue of the flower god? Is it really cast in the image of a god?"

Hua Feng said: "I'm not sure, I can only be sure that there is a mark of God on the statue, and it should not be made by humans."

Ning Su was slightly taken aback.

Huafeng said: "Have you found out, humans can't look directly at the gods, I have only seen the statues twice, since I can't look directly at them, how can I cast them."

This is the truth.

Hua Feng said: "The two most secretive places in Furen County are Heize and the Temple of Flowers."

"Black Ze is known as the place where the gods sleep. I suspect that the idol was found in Black Ze. Maybe it wasn't the statue it is now."

Ning Su: "You mean, he was not like this in the Black Marsh, because he had the seal of a god, and after being dug out, he slowly condensed into the general appearance of a god?"

Huafeng nodded, "It's possible."

The tea room fell silent again.

Huafeng drank another bowl of holy water and asked him, "Why do you ask the statue?"

Ning Su let out a "huh" and said, "I want to know if he looks like this, I think..."

He looked at the four-petal blood flower and said, "I want to see him."

When Ning Su moved Guisheng's little hand away from the back of Huafeng's hand, he touched a blood vessel on the back of Huafeng's hand.

His blood vessels are harder than those of any other player in the yard.

Ning Su left a trace of energy in his body and left with the two children.

That night, after seeing the statue, many players had the deepest and most terrifying nightmare.

In the dream, there are indescribable black bars slowly crawling out of the abyss, carrying endless darkness.

The strip is the shape of blood vessels, the shape of nerves, and the shape of everything.

Everything in their bodies turned black, and the blackness spread and corroded their bones, blood vessels, and flesh.

We can't resist, we can't wake up, we can only let the black corrosion swallow us.

Ning Su and Huafeng slept peacefully, with someone by their side.

Since then, Ning Su had breakfast and drank the holy water every morning, and went to the Temple of Flowers early, where it seemed like a day.

The young man knelt in front of the Flower God Temple, staring at the statue for a long time with his clear eyes without blinking, and was seen by more and more people.

Ye Nanwang also saw it.

He was trembling with excitement, and his eyes burst out with a strong light of desire.

He said to the saint: "Have you seen it? He must be able to see God! I knew it the first time I saw him in the auction house!"

"He may be the next generation of Holy Son!"

The saint looked at the boy's eyes looking directly at the statue, and said with an unpredictable expression: "Then let him try entering the Flower Temple, it's time."

Ye Nanwang was extremely cautious towards him, he said: "Wait a little longer, wait for another two days."

For this baby, he can't take any risk.

At the end of the worship activities, there is a prayer session at the end. After praying, everyone will leave separately.

Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Xiangsheng looked at Ning Su who was closing his eyes and praying, with surprise on both faces.

"Has he insisted on it for more than ten days? I have never seen him so serious."

"Me too, and this dungeon is not short of food or shelter, why is he so serious?"

Since the first time the player Flower Attendant came to the Flower God to participate in the worship activity, they have been persisting these days.

There is a crazy and sacred power of faith, as well as weird and terrifying **** statues. The more they participate, the more they try to see the **** statues, the deeper the fear in their hearts.

The deep terror condensed into an abyss of terror, fermented and deepened in their dreams every night, and slowly, they all felt that something had changed.

As soon as they arrived in front of the Flower God Temple, they couldn't help kneeling down, and when they looked up, they felt the fear in their hearts, and they were deeply in awe.

It seems that the power of faith is slowly forming.

This is the harvest they insisted on no matter how terrifying, and none of them worked as hard as Ning Su.

He has never slept in for a day, and he came here the first time every day, kneeling and sitting in front of the Flower God Temple, watching the statue usher in the first ray of morning sun falling on his body.

Pious belief, is that what it is?

Zhu Shuangshuang: "I wonder what he is praying for."

As soon as she finished speaking, the boy opened his eyes.

Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Xiangsheng, who were squatting in front of him, were taken aback.

These eyes became clearer, with light inside, firm and peaceful.

They could see clearly at such a close distance.

They can't explain this feeling, they just feel that this breaks through the stagnant light, making people's hearts tremble when they see it.

Warm and pure.

The two of them hadn't savored this feeling carefully, Ye Nanwang walked over quickly, and helped Ning Su up with his own hands, "Thanks for your hard work."

Ning Su blinked, "Is there any reward?"

Before Ye Nanwang could speak, Ning Su said by himself, "Roast chicken, fried fish, lamb shank."

"..."

When Ning Su was gnawing lamb chops, Ye Nanwang looked at him and Ning Changfeng and said, "You can bring sacred flowers to worship the Flower God these two days."

The sacred flower he was talking about was the flower they brought back from Heize, which is a holy place in Furen County, so the flowers there should naturally be called holy flowers.

"But can the holy flower be seen by others?" Ning Su asked.

Didn't it mean that only saintesses and flower attendants can enter Kurosawa, and the holy flower can only be brought by the flower attendant to take care of it, and no one else can touch it?

Ye Nanwang obviously had selfish intentions, he said, "You can hide a little bit, and let Shenghua feel the divine light."

Ning Su nodded, he really wanted to take his Ling Xiaohua to the statue.

Ye Nanwang said: "Take the sacred flowers to worship for two days, and then I will send you to the Flower Temple."

Both looked up at him at the same time.

Ye Nanwang nodded, "There are still twenty-five days before the Flower God Festival, and it's time to go to the Flower God Temple."

"I hope you will fight a little bit, and you must meet the Flower God."

"You must become the pride of the God of Serving Kingdom, and your names will always be left on the Temple of the God of Flowers."

After Ye Nanwang left, Ning Changfeng looked up at him, "Brother, we are finally going to enter the Temple of Flowers."

Ning Su: "Brother, are you afraid?"

Ning Changfeng said meaningfully: "If we are still tied together in the Flower God Temple, I am a little scared to face you, a devout believer."

"That's it." Ning Su put his arms on the table, approached Ning Changfeng, opened his beautiful peach eyes, and discussed with him very seriously, "If you are afraid, I will let you take a step at the critical moment. Leave, you let me chop off your head and exchange 100 million points in the Yinhua Club, is that okay?"

Ning Changfeng turned around decisively.

Ning Su shouted behind him: "Think about it, brother!"

The next day, Ning Su really took his flowers.

Ye Nanwang specially prepared something like a birdcage for them. It was covered with a layer of black gauze, and the flowers were placed inside so that no one could see it.

Ning Su looked at the statue, and at Ling Xiaohua beside him, suddenly he was very happy.

No one saw it on the first day, but on the second day after everyone knelt down in the Flower God Temple, the saint appeared, and when she was about to kneel down, she glanced back and saw the cage next to Ning Su and Ning Changfeng.

She came over and took a look at Ning Changfeng's cage with a cane, and then lifted a corner of the black gauze on Ning Su's cage.

The black wooden cane is wrapped with green vines, and a corner of the black veil is lifted to reveal the black vines.

The cane stopped there stiffly, and after more than ten seconds, the black veil was lifted abruptly, revealing a four-petal blood flower.

The saint's eyes trembled suddenly, and she gasped and shouted sharply: "This is—a monster!"

The kneeling people around suddenly panicked, screamed and got up and fled, "The monster has appeared!"

There were also people knelt on the ground and kowtowed in panic, "Flower **** forgive me! Flower **** forgive me! Flower **** forgive me!"

Ning Su stood up in a daze, and saw that the people around him looked at him and his flowers with angry and frightened eyes.

He frowned and said, "It's not a monster, it's not!"

The saint raised her cane and said firmly: "I swear by my belief in the Flower God. When the Flower God appears in the form of a flower, it is the dark green vine on the staff, the image of a three-petaled blood flower!"

The vines on the saint's cane are the symbol of the flower god, which is well known in Furen County.

They regard it as a sacred object, which cannot be questioned or distorted.

The cane pointed at the flower in the cage again, "This deformity, what is it if it's not a monster?"

She said angrily: "You still brought it to the Temple of Flowers, what's your intention!"

"Isn't he polluted by monsters?"

"Bringing the monster to the Flower God Temple is to control the most devout believers?"

"Get out! It's too arrogant! It's too scary!"

The saint's cane stabbed Ling Xiaohua unexpectedly.

The cane once contained the huge dead hand with ease, and the iron cage was like thin paper in front of the cane, vulnerable to a single blow.

The cane shattered the iron cage and stabbed straight at the blood-red flower.

After bringing it back for so long, Ling Xiaohua hasn't grown up at all, the vines are still 20 centimeters long, and the blood flower is still only the size of a ghost's palm, small and quiet.

The pale hand held the cane, with raised black lines on the back of the hand.

The cane was held tightly, unable to take a step forward, and then pushed back by the backhand.

The young man frowned, "You're talking nonsense!"

"Bang!"

The iron cage was kicked down by someone.

"He actually rebelled against the saint! He is the minion of the monster!"

"Crush this **** monster!"

"Kick them out! Don't stain the eyes of Flower God!"

Zhu Shuangshuang stretched out her hands in panic, "Don't kick! Don't kick!"

"Little Taoist priest, go and pick it up! What's going on!"

It happened so suddenly that they didn't even react.

One by one panicked and inexplicably uncomfortable.

It is said that they want them to care for these flowers, but in fact they just put them in the room and pour a little holy water every day, which is not as emotional as raising ghost friends.

However, the two of them always remembered that that evening in the black marsh, when the boy carried the flower back, his face was covered with mud that could not hide the light.

They had never seen him so happy.

He must like the flower very much.

At this time, his beloved Hua was being kicked around by countless people.

During the more than ten days of worship, they knew how crazy these people believed in the God of Flowers and how high the status of the saint was, so they also knew the seriousness of this matter.

Whether it is true or not, they will never tolerate a little disrespect and defilement of the Flower God.

Without other players to help them, the two can't stop the crazy believer.

The cage was kicked back and forth, and I don't know where it went.

Ning Su pushed the saint away, and chased his Ling Xiaohua while pushing and yelling.

"You are not worthy of believing in the God of Flowers!"

"You are not worthy to bow down to the flower god, get out of here!"

"Why did you kneel down and worship the Flower God for so many days, and I still reserved your place for you, ah, please forgive the Flower God!"

Tens of thousands of people were shoving and cursing, they were terrified, they were angry, and they kicked away the caged monster that would offend God.

I wish I could use ferocious strength to express my cleanliness and loyalty to God.

The flower pots were turned over and over in the cage, the soil in the black marsh leaked everywhere, and the petals of the vine leaves rubbed on the ground when the black gauze was raised, stained with mud and saliva.

Only the young man threw off one after another to chase after him.

Standing quietly in the temple, the Youhei God Statue is tall and quiet, with scarlet eyes and tails rising from the side face.

The cage was kicked to Ning Changfeng's feet, Ning Su looked up at him.

The person who first began to worship the flower **** and has successfully become a believer of the flower god, looked at him for a long time with lowered eyelashes, "If what the saint said is true, this is indeed disrespectful to the flower god."

The iron cage was kicked out a few meters.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he froze for a moment.

He stared blankly at the cage full of shoe prints rolling away, his eyes were blank.

A few seconds later, a white silk flew towards the iron cage, wrapped it tightly, and at the same time swept hundreds of people around it.

"Go away!" Black blood vessels appeared on the young man's pale face, and his peach-blossom eyes were stained with hostility.

Holding the cage in one hand and the sky-swinging white silk in the other, he firmly said: "He is not a monster!"

His fingers stroked the black veil of the cage, crushing away a spot of dirt, looked at the statue, and said softly again: "He is not."

"Stubborn." The saint raised her cane and was about to give an order when Ye Nanwang hurried over with someone, "Stop, stop!"

"It's all a misunderstanding. This holy flower was found in the Land of Sleeping Gods. So many flower attendants are looking at it. How can it be a monster?"

The saint said: "Do you think I will harm him? This is a polluted monster, which is disrespectful to God. Not only will it cause disasters everywhere, but he will also be killed by it!"

Ning Su once again: "He is not!"

Ye Nanwang said: "Is this good? Let him choose the holy flower again, this..."

"I will serve him." The young man interrupted Ye Nan Wang, looked at the saint with his dark eyes, and said again: "I will serve him, except for him, I will not serve any flowers."

"Didn't you say so? The flower attendant wants to serve the flower, and no one can refuse."

It was very quiet.

The saint asked: "Even if he is a monster, do you still want to take care of him?"

Ning Su said firmly: "He is not a monster, I brought him out from the depths of the Black Marsh, and he is the holy flower I want to serve."

Zhu Shuangshuang stood next to Ning Su, she looked directly at the saint, and said, "It is said that Black Lake is a holy place, how could the flowers growing in the holy place be monsters, the saint questioned that it was a monster, isn't she questioning the holy place?"

Su Xiangsheng continued: "It is said that monsters grow in the place where the gods sleep, which means that the gods are not clean. Who is disrespecting the flower god?"

"It seems to make sense."

"How could a monster grow on the side of the god?"

"Didn't it mean that Kurosawa is a sacred flower that feels the breath of God and grows?"

"However, what the saint said is not wrong."

"Yes, the saint is someone who has truly seen God."

"Okay." The saint withdrew her cane, "The flower attendant wants to serve the flowers, no one can stop her."

She doesn't seem to be a dogmatic or unreasonable person, "Then ask the flower attendant to go to the Flower Temple to take care of it now, let us see if it is a monster or not."