Chapter 348: Yinshan Village

Heart, unlike Qi Yifang, doesn't seem to be offended, instead she smiles softly and introduces herself calmly, "I'm Heart, your opponent from the last match, why can't you always remember what I look like?"

Spades gazes calmly at Heart: "Because it's not really your face."

"I don't keep track of false pretenses presented for the purpose of seduction or to satisfy some desire, because it's different every time and there's no need to keep track."

After that, Spades walked past Heart, who was suddenly silent, and said in a soft voice, "Excuse me, I'm going in to watch the game."

The moment Spades walked past Heart and was about to disappear into the barrier of the viewing pool, Heart spoke abruptly, this time in a voice that was not soft, not soft, but rather dignified, "It's important to me to have someone like you, someone connected to Spades and the Black Whip."

Heart turned, her face seeming to shift, and then not, her burgundy eyes with a kind of girlish innocence, and looked straight at Spades : "Your name, and that black whip you have on you, do you remember where it came from?"

Spades paused, "I don't remember." , With that said, he stepped into the viewing pool.

Qi Yifang glanced cautiously at Empress Heart, who was rarely silent, and then at Spades, who had stepped into the ornamental pool, "Empress, are we going back?"

"No." Heart looks up, and she's got that soft, beaming smile again, her eyes darting to the viewing pool where Bai Liu is, "Spades isn't the only man in this game who can make a whip."

"There's always one that has something to do with the one I'm looking for."

Inside the ornamental pool.

Wang Shun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan: "The pool growth rate has really dropped to zero! The rate of increase of Wild Lamb has doubled six times!"

"Eh, there's no rush." The Reverse God unhurriedly pressed down Wang Shun, with a smile on his face, "The Frenzied Lamb side has put down blood money, and is still heavily investing in the betting pool, so it's normal to turn over five or six times."

"But if you turn it up further, the popularity piece will be hard to fill!" Wang Shun was sweating with impatience.

"It won't." Reverse God raised his eyes to the big screen, he was just about to speak when a Spades sat straight down next to him and picked up his words with a bland look, "Have faith in Bai Liu, these people will vote for him."

The Inverse God looked hopelessly at Spades who appeared out of nowhere, "Where were you?"

"Met a woman I didn't recognize." Spades was succinct in her words, but her eyes stayed on the big screen, "Bai Liu, he's going to get a lot of devotees."

Spades was so sure of himself that even Wang Shun, who had been fuming, calmed down.

"There's a growth rate in our betting pool." Mu Ke snapped his head up to look at the Reverse God, "Someone has taken a heavy position in Bai Liu, a player in our betting pool, tens of millions of points, was it you?"

The Adversary held up his hands innocently, "No, I haven't gotten around to it yet."

Mu Ke looks at Spades again, "Is that you?"

Spades didn't even care about Mu Ke who was looking at him, he was looking down and opening his panel, clearing his points, then without any emotion on his face, he chose Bai Liu, the tactician of the Wandering Circus, and then, a heavy position.

"Well, it's me now." Spades looks sideways at Mu Ke and returns lightly.

Mu Ke: "......"

Reverse God helplessly forehead: "Mu Ke is asking you before that ten million points heavy position is not you vote, you now vote also can not impersonate people ah ......"

"It's not Spades, it's not Against the Gods, who else has this kind of wealth ......" Wang Shun snapped his head around to Heart, who was sitting distantly in a small corner of the viewing pool, and lost his voice, " Empress!"

Heart smiles and waves at Wang Shun as she lazily gestures to her panel.

The panel was separated by a lot of seats and looked blurry, but from the general structure of the heck it was a betting pool betting panel.

"It's the Queen who's heavy on Bai Liu!"

The successive large bets smashed Wang Shun dizzily, and he asked confusedly, "Why did the Empress take a heavy position in Bai Liu!"

"Maybe he's got a crush on Bai Liu?" Bai Yi boldly hypothesized. Bai Yi hypothesized boldly, stealing a glance at Spades, "After all, it's time to say goodbye to the first spring and look for the second, and Bai Liu feels like Heart's type, strong and good with a whip."

Spades turned his head expressionlessly to Bai Yi : "She can't look at Bai Liu, Bai Liu and I are already ......"

The Reverse God's quick eye covered Spades' mouth with a smile and a polite hand raised, "I think the point right now is that Rabid Lamb is chasing a position, and they're still placing bets."

Two consecutive repos have smashed the Wandering Circus straight into fourth place, narrowing the gap about as much as possible with the third-placed Frenzied Lamb.

The face of the people on the side of the frenzied lamb has begun to bruise, but they have smashed into such a way, it is impossible to close the hand, close the hand they once fell, will certainly be reversed, the growth rate of the rate of growth a moment will be knocked back to the original form, can only keep chasing the position.

The Adversary narrowed his eyes and smiled in a friendly, affable manner, "Now all we have to do is keep putting thin lines into the pool and keep the gap with the Frenzied Lambs narrowing, but not overtaking them."

"Why can't we surpass them?" Bai Yi asked curiously.

Liu Jiayi glanced at Against the Gods: "In order to hang onto the Wild Lamb, forcing them to keep adding to their positions, and draining the entire Wild Lamb Guild, beyond that, the Wild Lamb won't continue to add to their positions in order to keep the momentum of pressing us down."

The Reverse God ejaculated and grinned, "It's not a drain, I just hope they don't play this kind of heavy-handed game next time, it's quite unfriendly to the general audience."

Next time there is no ability to play this kind of heavy game, that is, the guild are not much points ah, this is not just milking the dry ......

Liu Jiayi looked away.

She felt that this Adversary God seemed to be kind-hearted, but he was quite ruthless in his actions, not leaving a single backward step.

"The next step is to see how Bai Liu performs." The Reverse God leaned back comfortably on the back of the seat and raised his head to look at the big screen, "As long as Bai Liu can flip the game, it won't matter if the Frenzied Lamb reloads even more."

On the big screen, Bai Liu is holding down the neck of Mu Sicheng, who is rushing towards him, and with a cold face, he holds out his hand for Mu Sicheng to suck in his anger.

The abnormal greenish-white aura on Mu Sicheng's face gradually faded away, and his incessant struggling and hissing stopped.

Bai Liu's face was even paler, and in the flickering candlelight his veins were almost blue through his skin.

Returning to his senses, Mu Sicheng gasped for air, fell to his knees and vomited up several mouthfuls of fishy-smelling black water, wiping his mouth and clenching his fists.

"...... When I turn into a devourer, won't I first attack you, who's had my anger sucked out of me?" Mu Sicheng asked in a mute voice, "Then you might as well turn me ......"

"Uh-huh." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng to his feet and faintly blocked out Mu Sicheng's subsequent words, "So until then we need to find your body."

"...... My body is mostly on the other side of the bridge." Mu Sicheng looked toward the approaching paper bridge with a grave expression, "But there are so many martyred bridge ghosts on the bridge ......"

The women with white umbrellas and white clothes on the bridge were getting closer and closer to Bai Liu and his men, and Mu Sicheng felt a thick coolness coming out of these women's bodies.

The women, tall and slender, walked regularly across the bridge with their backs to Bai Liu, slowly at first, but the closer Bai Liu and the women came, the faster the women walked.

A few times Mu Sicheng even felt that a few women gave them a spiteful and expectant look through the surface of the umbrella before jumping off, staring at them dead in the face with a weird smile on their faces as they jumped for life under the bridge.

Mu Sicheng felt an instinctive fear as a fishy taste rose in his throat, "Didn't you say that the Martyr's Bridge Ghost has no way to deal with it? How are we going to get across?"

Bai Liu looks at Mu Sicheng: "That's not for me to ask, it's for you."

Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded, "Ask me?"

"Yes, because you've already crossed the bridge once." Bai Liu said.

Mu Sicheng subconsciously replied, "That's because you instructed me and gave me how to cross the ghost bridge! You told me to hold my breath to cross the ghost bridge!"

Bai Liu shook his head slightly, "I did guess that there was a paper ghost bridge used for burial in the tomb, and told you the way to cross the ghost bridge by holding your breath, but that was based on the premise that there were no martyred ghosts on the bridge, if there were martyred ghosts on the bridge, even if you held your breath, you would still be followed by the same body."

Mu Sicheng asked, "What is a heel?"

Bai Liu explains, "A martyred bridge ghost will think you are her husband when you go on the bridge, and come to hold an umbrella for you and follow behind you to escort you home; this is called following."

Mu Sicheng's back began to chill, "...... What if she later found out I wasn't her husband?"

Bai Liu's tone was calm: "If you are her real husband, she will go down the bridge with you with an umbrella to return home, but if you are not, when going down the bridge if she will be full of resentment and hatred dragging you along with her to jump off the bridge and be martyred with her."

"...... Is it possible that the martyred bridge ghost has been on this bridge for too long and has forgotten her husband's appearance, and cannot recognize whether I am her husband or not, thus allowing me to cross the bridge in a blindfolded manner?" Mu Sicheng had his heart in the right place.

Bai Liu vetoed, "Unlikely, ghosts recognize people by their yang qi not their appearance, except for the [False Body Charm] that can change the yang qi of a living person, there is nothing that can deceive them."

"Then how did I cross the bridge?" Mu Sicheng was also confused, "I can't remember."

"No need to think about it." Bai Liu picks up Mu Sicheng and walks toward the paper bridge with a light expression, "Let's get on the bridge first, if you could cross it last time, you can do it this time."

Mu Sicheng was shocked, "Why! Wouldn't the Martyr Bridge Ghost follow our bodies?"

"Don't worry about them." Bai Liu smiles, "They won't follow us."

Mu Sicheng was full of doubts, "Why won't it follow our bodies? Didn't you say that any man with yang energy in his body will be followed?"

"Because we don't deserve to be followed." Bai Liu looked to the paper doodle man walking ahead, "Their husbands are back."

"Real husbands ......" Mu Sicheng snapped, looking back toward the bridge, "You mean ......"

Mu Sicheng words have not yet fallen, the first zombie driven by the paper Taoist in front of the bridge jumped on the bridge, the paper bridge was slightly shaken by the force of the zombie stepped on the bridge, the original umbrella walking forward the women's footsteps lurched, but also turned around in unison, to this side of the bridge came.

The umbrellas covered the women's faces and it was not possible to see their faces, only to see the hems of their clothes hanging down to the ground being kicked away by the feet that kept walking fast, revealing a pair of feet that were wrapped up and deformed, with the bones tightened and wrinkled into a ball, or "three-inch golden lotus".

They walked quickly to the front of the zombie, slightly raised the umbrella, to the zombie, with the zombie's a jump, the small feet of a stride, ghostly steps ghostly wandering, holding the umbrella of the upper body does not move at all.

Bai Liu looked at the treacherous scene of the women on the bridge coming over in turn to give the zombies umbrellas: "You said before that you vaguely remembered seeing the paper people carrying incense burners on the bridge, and I'm guessing that you followed these paper people across the bridge, and you were able to successfully cross the bridge, and these martyred ghosts of the bridge didn't follow you, so that can only mean one thing."

"They followed someone else's body." Bai Liu looked to Mu Sicheng, "These zombies are their real husbands."

Mu Sicheng lost his composure for a moment and then said angrily, "You knew it all along didn't you! That's why you followed the Paper Daoist directly!"

"Knowing and not saying! It's fun to scare me isn't it!" Mu Sicheng denounced angrily.

Bai Liu answered honestly, "Yes, I've scared people before, not ghosts, and it was quite fun."

Mu Sicheng, the devourer : "......"