God Bestows Evil

Chapter 11 The Second Evil Night

 After He Qiong left.

Wen Chao sighed, Fang Zhi frowned and said nothing. Shi Ji and Yue Mei wanted to say something, but they didn't speak. Everyone lost interest in the discussion and dispersed.

Qi Zhiyong's behavior today made everyone wary of him. On the surface, they thought Qi Zhiyong was the team leader, but in fact they all had different intentions.

He treated Wu Xian like this today. Will Qi Zhiyong treat them like this after Wu Xian's death?

Qi Zhiyong sat downstairs alone and sighed after a moment.

“It seems that ‘Jing Ke’ is right. I am indeed not suitable for leading others. It is better to be a lone wolf.”

"so be it."

 Qi Zhiyong never cared about leadership.

 What he cares about is value.

Most people who enter the blessed land will die, and no matter how outstanding they are, they can only save themselves.

But Qi Zhiyong thought, since people are going to die no matter what, why can't we let people with high values ​​live and people with low values ​​die?

Even if a person like Wu Xian survives, it will only be one more survivor.

 But if Wen Chao is allowed to live and given the opportunity to spread the knowledge in his mind, the world can be made a better place.

 …

 Everyone went back to their rooms one after another.

 Once it gets dark, everyone will close their doors and windows. No matter what happens outside, no one will risk going out.

Fang Zhi stopped in front of his door, his palms trembling slightly.

Before he returned to his room, he discovered that there was a muddy palm print on his door!

 He does not believe in ghosts and gods.

 But if what everyone just said is true, then the next victim will be him!

 Wen Chao also noticed his abnormality and his face changed slightly.

 “You stay with me tonight and don’t go back.”

Fang Zhi’s expression twisted, and he shook his head stubbornly: “Teacher, you know, I never believe in these crooked ways, I believe in science!”

Wen Zhengzheng stomped his feet and slapped him in the face: "Science is used to explain reality. Things that require you to distort facts to believe are not science."

Fang Zhi hesitated a little when he saw the teacher was angry.

At this moment, Qi Zhiyong, who had just gone upstairs, came over and said something lightly.

"You guys had better think clearly. No one knows whether the mark is for the person or the room. If you two live in the same room, you may die together."

"you…"

Wen Chao wanted to refute Qi Zhiyong, but Qi Zhiyong had already entered the room and closed the door.

After listening to Qi Zhiyong's words, Fang Zhi made up his mind. He stepped back and closed the door, shutting Wen Chao out. No matter how Wen Chao called, he would not open the door.

Wen Chao stood at the door for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly and returned to his room.

Fang Zhi, a young man, never believed in science, but in a religion called science that he constructed based on his self-understanding. He did not agree with anything other than science.

 Even if the facts are right in front of him.

 In essence, he is no different from those religious fanatics.

Wen Chao took him with him because he wanted to change his misconceptions. Unexpectedly, he was already in a blessed place before he could teach him through words and deeds.

 …

Wu Xian returned to the room with the lunch box in hand, stood at the window, and looked into the distance.

 The body of the man opposite was still hanging there, his eyes looking straight at Wu Xian, but Wu Xian didn't care, he couldn't move anyway.

When Wu Xiang just returned to the room, the sun was still some distance away from the horizon, but now it had sunk halfway, and the time numbers on his phone were jumping crazily.

“As expected, the time in the blessed land is chaotic. I hope the time at night will be more stable.”

 Fortunately, the time display on the mobile phone is also in orderly chaos, otherwise there is really no way to judge the time.

While it was getting dark and the evil spirits hadn't come out yet, Wu Xian picked out the remaining piece of pig intestines covered in fat from the lunch box and spread it thinly on the door hinge.

 Then he washed carefully, shaved his beard, trimmed his hair, washed his head, face, feet, socks, and underwear, and tidied himself up cleanly and neatly.

 Since he did not die at that moment, he should live a more refined life in the future.

 Men, you should be kinder to yourself.

 “This is the second night. What will happen tonight?”

 Wu Xian is looking forward to this very much.

 …

 The warm sunshine shines down, and a family of three is standing downstairs. They are here to buy a house.

 The son was admitted to a prestigious university, and they decided to buy a house in this city and settle down in this city from now on. But standing at the door, they hesitated.

The woman with a gentle face and a slightly plump face grabbed her son's arm and said, "Azhi, we still don't want to buy this house. I heard from the neighbors that this place is haunted."

Fang Zhi waved his hand impatiently.

“What’s the matter? I’m just scaring myself. Isn’t it because the cabinet door always opens by itself? There must be something wrong with the design of the cabinet. This house was bought for me anyway. Listen to me and you’re right. You have to believe in science.”

“The location here is good, close to the school, and the transportation is convenient. It is a great bargain to buy this house at this price.”

"Can…"

The woman was still a little hesitant.

"But what's the point? If you don't believe me, why would you send me to school?"

The gray-haired middle-aged man smiled and said: "Believe it, if you don't believe our top students, who can you believe?"

 The couple have little education, and their son is one of the few talented students in the family. They will depend on him for the rest of their lives. From now on, the child will make the final decision on all major matters in the family.

So the father and son walked into the building and signed a purchase agreement with the agent.

 The woman stood at the door for a while and smiled.

 “Okay, those who believe in my son.”

 …

 “Don’t believe it!”

Fang Zhi woke up from his nightmare. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand. His face was pale and he was sweating. He looked completely different from the hard-headed man outside.

After sitting like this for a while, he took a few gulps of wine, slapped himself twice, and growled viciously.

 “Don’t be afraid of anyone who is afraid of you!”

“You can’t believe anyone who believes it. There are no ghosts or evil spirits in this world!”

 He found some plastic bags and wrapped them around his face. He only made small holes for his eyes and nose, and stood at the door waiting with an alcohol spray bottle.

 Time passed little by little.

 Finally, there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, is there anyone? Can you let me in for a while? I am Yu Yinghua, the hostess of the hotel. My husband is crazy and wants to kill me!"

 Creak!

The square door opened, staring directly at Yu Yinghua.

The middle-aged woman outside the door was covered in mud, her face was covered in blood, and her mouth was covered in mud. She looked very scary. She came here to harm people.

 But at this moment she was a little confused.

 This is not right!

How could someone open the door so easily without worrying about a trap? Moreover, this person was not frightened by her after opening the door, but his eyes were so penetrating?

This man had a plastic bag covering his head. Could it be that he suffocated to death?

　　呲岲!

Before Yinghua could think clearly, Fang Zhi sprayed disinfectant on her body. After spraying, he took her arm and pulled her into the room, pushing her to sit down.

“You must be infected with some virus, right?”

“Don’t be afraid. Although I’m not a doctor, I will help you.”

“Let me check it for you first. There is not much equipment here, but I can give you a preliminary...”

Looking at Fang Zhi who was busy all the time, Yu Yinghua's heart was filled with embarrassment and it was rare for her to feel a little hairy.

"ah!"

Seeing Fang Zhi holding a stethoscope made of a cup and pointing it at her chest, Yu Yinghua finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out a harsh scream.

The scream stung his eardrums. Yu Yinghua took advantage of his negligence and used both hands and feet to escape quickly in a very twisted way.

 “Don’t go, don’t hide your illness and avoid medical treatment!”

Fang Zhi hurriedly chased him out of the room, but Yu Yinghua had disappeared.

The chandelier swayed in the corridor, and the dim light and shadow swayed, giving people an uneasy atmosphere. Just standing in the corridor made people feel chilly.

Fangzhi leaned against the wall, looked at the lamp above, and smiled with a strange expression.

"Hahaha…"

 (End of this chapter)