The fairy cultivator sets up a fortune-telling stall in a horror game

The players turned their heads and looked behind them, almost scared out of their wits.

Those female ghosts were crawling and running, twisted and crazily rushing towards them, as if they were going to eat people.

Josh reacted quickly and ran far away, using the spider silk to create distance.

Susanna and others were in dire straits. She couldn't run fast. She was still a wet nurse and couldn't protect herself, let alone the NPCs around her.

Josh ignored these people and ran directly to the statue with Erin.

With the protection of the gods, those female ghosts dare not approach.

The men's dormitory building on the other side was obviously not much better, with screams coming one after another.

Soon someone noticed Josh and Erin under the statue.

The moment they saw Josh, they seemed to have seen a savior and hurriedly ran in the direction of Josh, completely forgetting how much they had looked down on this "trash" with E-level mental power.

More and more people gathered under the statue. When Susanna arrived with her NPC, she was as embarrassed as a crazy woman. The girl who was following her never showed up.

Soon, Qian Duobao received the news from Susanna and rushed to the statue with the boys.

However, the range of light under the statue was very small, only enough to accommodate some people. There were many people outside the divine light who were attacked by female ghosts and bit their arms and legs.

Josh ignored it and turned to look at Irene beside him, only to see that she had been squeezed out of the divine light at some point, and several female ghosts were already about to pounce on her.

Her expression tightened and she quickly fired a divine light.

The female ghost was hit by the divine light, suddenly screamed, and instantly turned into ashes.

Irene was pulled back by the spider thread, her little face turned pale with fright.

Josh's face darkened: "Stand still, you can be squeezed out. Are you a waste?"

Irene pursed her lips, a little cowardly: "They also want to live. If I don't give up my position, they will be eaten by monsters."

Josh: "..." Suddenly I missed Irene before she was purified.

She smiled slightly: "Then just go die."

Erin pursed her lips, looked at her with some embarrassment, and whispered: "I know you will save me, you are my good friend."

"Sorry, I'm not."

Others noticed the movement here, and seeing that the divine light could repel these monsters, everyone hurriedly took out the divine light and used it.

Everyone has passed the first test and has divine light in their hands.

Later, they discovered that even if they didn't use the divine light to attack people, they could just simply shine it on to force the female ghost back.

Josh yawned, having not slept well for a few nights.

She turned her head and used the spider thread to hold Irene and swing it to the right hand of the statue.

He held a book in his right hand, lying flat like a small bed, big enough for five or six people.

No matter how arrogant these monsters are, they don't dare to touch the statue.

Josh tied Erin aside and lay down to sleep with peace of mind.

A faint light emitted from the statue.

The noisy crowd below gradually became quiet.

A flash of light flashed, and Irene passed out.

A small blanket fell from the sky and landed on Josh's belly.

She didn't notice, turned over and went back to sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, Josh vaguely heard the sound of Lang Lang reading.

Someone tapped her gently from behind.

Josh turned around suddenly and saw the person behind him.

pope.

The pope is wearing a holy and clean white robe. The complex black characters on the robe are flashing with flowing light, as if carrying divinity.

He was surrounded by gemstone fragments and water droplets, and a transparent white gauze was suspended and wrapped around him.

Even the lips turned into their normal light pink color.Josh raised his eyebrows slightly, "His Majesty the Pope?"

The Pope smiled, his expression incredibly gentle: "It's me."

impossible.

The pope she had come into contact with before looked like a holy and dignified god, but his aura and eyes looked more like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

She and he looked at each other.

In his eyes, there were countless girls screaming in despair, struggling in the mud, and fighting crazily.

He had hell in his eyes.

Different from the person in front of me.

If a person can pretend to be like this, then Josh can only sigh, he deserves to be deceived.

The Pope rubbed her little head: "Today, you haven't given me any flowers yet."

Every morning and evening, Josh would take time to bring a small white flower and place it in front of his statue.

She always felt like she was visiting the grave of a dead person. Once she visited the grave every day, she could get the corresponding favorability reward.

Over the past few days, I have accumulated dozens of points, and now the Pope's favorability level is 45.

Josh blinked, this guy couldn't just chase her in her dream just for flowers, right?
She thought for a moment and made an excuse: "I was chased and forgot about it."

The Pope raised his hand and pinched her face. There was black energy flowing in his eyes, and hell was about to break out, "Don't forget."

Josh took the opportunity to activate his super perception, but felt familiar emotions.

It was the same emotion she felt when she was almost bewitched by the Mermaid King.

Do you like it?
Josh nodded and looked at him with burning eyes: "I won't forget it."

Fortunately, the Pope quickly let go of his hand, and the heat in Josh's eyes faded.

He frowned slightly, and his beautiful face was like a perfect ancient Greek statue, cast in a soft light, so handsome that it made people trance-like.

Josh stared at such a face at close range, and even felt a little guilty about lying.

The Pope lowered his eyes and stared at her: "You were a little different just now?"

His expression was so sacred that anyone would feel ashamed of their lies when faced with such a holy and inviolable face.

More effective than any trial.

Josh's heart sank, but when he looked up, his expression was as usual, "What's different?"

The Pope looked at her deeply, his golden eyes flowing, and Hell was hidden in the depths, well hidden.

He lifted his lips and spoke in a low voice, like a lover whispering ambiguously in his ear: "I like the look in your eyes just now."

Josh appropriately showed some guilt and turned his head away from looking at him, looking like a young girl who had been discovered.

The skill cannot be discovered, otherwise she is doomed.

The Pope looked at her deeply, his light but thick eyelashes cast a deep shadow in his golden eyes: "You are my most loyal little believer, you will never leave me, right?"

Josh nodded: "Yes."

Laughter rolled out of the Pope's throat: "Very good."

He leaned forward to kiss Josh.

Yuzawa's voice inexplicably flashed through Joshi's mind, sternly telling her not to fall in love and not fall in love prematurely.

She was so frightened that she retreated subconsciously.

The pope's eyes darkened, he grabbed the person and leaned closer: "Are you lying?"

A powerful aura and mental suppression erupted from his body.

Josh was so pressed that he couldn't move and had to look him in the eyes.

The aloof god seemed to have lost the blessing of the holy light in an instant, revealing black crow feathers, and the miserable and desperate hell spread out from his eyes.

The seminary, which was bright and cheerful just a moment ago, suddenly took away the light and turned into an eerie, grotesque and desolate place. (End of chapter)