God’s Love Game [Unlimited]

Xiang Nu was stunned after seeing Yu Su's reply, and for a while, she felt a little helpless.

The beautiful young man frowned, and after a while he could only reply dryly: Oh...

I don't know if the reaction of Xiang slave was too dry, and there was no movement from Mr. Yu.

Xiangnu bit his finger and thought for a while, and then slowly wrote on the screen: I misunderstood you, Mr. Yu, but I didn't mean to hide from you, Mr. Yu. Although my heart tells me that the **** that appeared in my dream is you, but I have never seen your face before, and I am not sure if it is you. How can I let someone kiss me casually without confirming his identity.

Xiang Nu suppressed the shame in his heart and wrote this paragraph, and he breathed a sigh of relief after the content was sent.

Xiangnu clenched his fists, and secretly encouraged himself, it's okay, Xiangnu, as long as you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed. Anyway, the news has been sent and there is no way to withdraw it. Brave people should face everything calmly!

I encouraged myself in my heart, and Xiang slave's mood gradually calmed down. Looking at the nauseous words I sent in the past, I actually saw a bit of fun, and even imagined the indifferent and noble Yu Yu. Mr. will react when he sees this sincere and enthusiastic confession.

Maybe there will be a little gaffe. In the last dungeon, Mr. Yu gave him a very innocent feeling. Xiangnu raised his lips and smiled slightly.

Yu Su on the other side of the screen never replied, but the pattern on Xiangnu's leg began to heat up.

It's not hot, but you can feel the temperature in it.

Xiangnu pondered for a few seconds, then continued: Mr. Yu, what pattern did you leave on me? Its temperature has risen a little, but it is not hot, just like the slightly hot cheeks when people are shy, just right

After Xiangnu finished posting, he felt that the temperature of the pattern seemed to be a little higher. But because there is a critical value, the temperature change is very weak, and Xiang slave does not know if it is his own illusion.

Yu Su also replied again.

? ? ? : You don't say any more.

Xiangnu has completely returned to normal now, and after hearing the words, he continued: Why? Did I say something wrong that made you unhappy, Mr. Yu? Mr. Yu, are you in a bad mood now?

? ? ? :……It's not bad.

Xiangnu raised his eyebrows and smiled a lot.

On the other side, Shu Jian carried the bamboo basket full of yarrow and strode towards Xiangnu's place. Fortunately, only the tasker himself could see the personal panel. For this reason, Xiangnu was still unconsciously nervous.

Shu Jian smiled shyly, put the bamboo basket in front of Xiang Nu, scratched his hair and said with a smile: "Little Junior Brother, I have already chopped your yarrow for you, here it is, I'll do my own. portion."

Xiangnu nodded and thanked again: "Thank you, Third Senior Brother, I will give you life points after going out."

Shu Jian smiled more sincerely, but shook his head and refused: "Little Junior Brother, you are too polite, didn't we agree before? You are responsible for making suggestions and finding clues, and I will do all the manual work. Okay, don't say it. Now, I'm busy!"

Before waiting for the slave to say anything, Shu Jian waved his hand and devoted himself to his task.

Shu Jian did the work of three people alone... Zhong Liyun's physical strength was also limited, and after trying to chop a few times, he could only give up, and apologized to Miao Dong for help. Miao Dong's physical strength was okay, but his work was not very neat. He was stumbling and stumbling on his share, and he couldn't keep up with the speed. Shu Jian also took Zhong Liyun's workload over.

So Shu Jian is very busy at the moment, Xiangnu will not disturb him at this time and delay his work progress. What's more, doing is far more important than talking.

Shu Jian resumed his work. Xiangnu brought the bamboo basket and ordered the amount of yarrow. The bamboo basket Qingfeng prepared for them was a little small. The basket was reluctantly installed, and when the others were not paying attention, he hurriedly asked Yu Su: Mr. Yu, are you in this dungeon now? are you coming to see me?

? ? ? : No, the impact is not good.

Mr. Yu regained the gentle taste that he had at the beginning. Xiangnu pondered, and sure enough, he could only follow the hair, can't there be even the slightest resistance?

This kind of character is not good, it's okay for a short time, if you get along with each other day and night, it will be very painful for a long time.

The important thing is that Xiang slave doesn't want to coax someone with a smile all the time. He also wants to be pampered. At least after falling off the chair, even if a certain gentleman doesn't take the initiative to take the blame, he should be concerned about whether he hurts or not. It hurts.

Mr. Yu still has something to train.

Putting aside personal topics and talking about business, Yu Su's answer to Xiangnu was also very interesting.

Xiangnu asked if Yu Su would appear in the dungeon, and Yu Su's answer was not that he could not enter or that there were restrictions, but that it was "bad influence".

This means that it is not difficult for Yu Su to enter other dungeons, and there are no restrictions or costs. He can go in and out at will, but because of his identity, he wants to set an example for other ghosts, so he will not do that casually.

It seems that Mr. Yu is not ordinary in the dungeon world. Xiangnu recalled his memory. The flight attendant's diary mentioned Old Capital Prison. Judging from its description, Old Capital Prison seemed to be a very extraordinary place that he yearned for. If he only thought about the name, would the prisoners be imprisoned? Is it the monsters in these dungeons that create such an extraordinary status as a prison?

He just didn't know what position Yu Su had in it, how high he was.

Xiangnu's thoughts diverged and jumped so much. After Yu Su said that he would not enter the dungeon, he "regretfully" put a tail number on this round of conversation: Well, I will finish the task as soon as possible, Mr. Yu, wait for me~

Yu Su didn't answer, but he didn't put away Xiangnu's personal panel, obviously still thinking about how to answer Xiangnu.

After a long time, Yu Su replied: No, you don't want to see me, and I don't have to.

Phase slave: ?

Mr. Yu, when you say this, can you first erase the pattern you left from me?

Sure enough, Mr. Yu still has a long way to tune. After being arbitrary, Xiang slave picked out the second fault, duplicitous, too arrogant.

Xiangnu smiled slightly, it doesn't matter, things that are too easy to get are easy to get tired of, so the pulling between you and me is the development of a perfect relationship. In detail, he and Mr. Yu have not known each other for a long time, and Xiangnu is very patient. I am also very interested in slowly grinding with Mr. Yu.

Xiangnu slowly wrote: Mr. Yu, don't say such things, I will be very sad. I explained to you that I didn't see you before, just because your appearance scared me, doesn't mean I really regret rejecting you.

...You look through the records, do you really not understand my sincerity and enthusiasm for you? After coming out of this dungeon, I will also be waiting for you in the apartment all the time until the third dungeon is forced to open.

Yu Su was still thinking about how to reply, Xiangnu saw that Shu Jian and the others had started to stand up and stretched their posture, and said directly to Yu Su: Mr. Yu, I want to continue the dungeon mission, I hope I can finish it earlier this time, Let's stop talking now, turn off the screen

? ? ? :  

Yu Su turned off the personal panel for Xiangnu. After the red-colored panel disappeared, the smile on the beautiful young man's face faded. He put down the rolled up trouser legs, covered the black pattern on the calf, and turned the The yarrow that came out was sorted and the bamboo basket was carried on his back.

Yu Su said that it is not necessary to be a slave to be true, but it is absolutely false to say that the slave does not want him to not force him. If the truth is so understanding, why would it leave a mark on the slave and open the slave. Chat with the slave on the personal panel.

It's just duplicity, but Xiang slave's heart is very stable. In short, pave the steps for Mr. Yu first, it doesn't matter if you come or not.

However... if we do meet, the slave will have to think about the details, Mr. Yu's temper can't be tolerated forever.

Xiangnu joined the five taskers with a bamboo basket on their backs. After completing the task of cutting the yarrow, they counted the number of yarrows to each other, and went back after confirming that all the yarrows were full.

When they returned to the old man's main house, they found that the old man had rearranged the house while they were away.

In the yard in the center is a sacrificial table, on which there are tribute fruit incense candles, and in front of the sacrificial table stands a statue of a god. Three points.

In addition, there are many more villagers in the yard. They wear clothes of the same style as Xiangnu and the others. They are divided into two groups and stand on the left and right. The group on the right is more hostile to Xiangnu and them. The one on the left looked at them with hostile eyes, and the one on the left ignored them.

However, their attitude towards the old man was quite uniform. When they looked at the old man, they all looked in awe, daring not to take any offense.

Qingfeng paused after seeing them, then stepped forward blankly, looked at the bamboo baskets behind them hesitantly, and asked, "How many yarrows did you chop down?"

The missionaries looked at each other, and Xiangnu asked with a puzzled look: "Fifty, senior brother, didn't you let us cut so many?"

The little fat man scratched his head and said blankly, "I want you to cut fifty stalks in total..." I didn't tell you to cut fifty stalks alone.

All the missionaries were speechless for a moment, thinking that you didn't say it earlier, and so many things were wasted.

The old man was wearing a yellow and black Taoist uniform, holding a willow branch in his hand. After hearing the communication between Qingfeng and the missionaries, there was a look of contempt on his face. He sneered impatiently and said lightly: "Okay, the sacrificial ceremony. It's about to start, hurry up and put things away, Qingfeng, you go and help them organize the yarrow, don't miss the auspicious time."

Qingfeng responded, and like a ghost, he helped the taskers take away the bamboo baskets one by one and moved them into the woodshed in the room next to Xiangnu and the others.

The old man stared at the huge number of yarrows, and suddenly asked: "There are so many yarrows, and there are two of you who are holding back, Xiaowu and Xiaoqi. You cut them down so quickly, who is the main work? of?"

Everyone frowned and had a bad premonition, but before everyone could answer, the old man looked directly at Shu Jian, and said lightly: "I think you are the sturdiest here, you are the one who did everything, right?"

Shu Jian almost bit his tongue nervously, and couldn't help but look at Xiangnu, Xiangnu gave him a reassuring look, signaling him not to be nervous, Shu Jian suppressed the panic, and said strong and calm: "Yes..."

"Heh." The old man hummed and praised without emotion: "Then you are very powerful, and that's the case, I'll let you come later."

Shu Jian's face turned pale, and the villagers looked at him coldly, as if they were watching a dead man.

Xiangnu walked to Shu gym, patted his back lightly, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine."

Shu Jian reluctantly smiled, his expression full of bewilderment.

Ding Zeming looked at Qingfeng, took a step forward and snatched back the bamboo basket that Qingfeng took away, and said loudly, "Senior brother, there are so many bamboo baskets, when are you going to move it alone, let's help you together!"

After finishing speaking, he made a color to the other people, and the companions realized it and carried their bamboo baskets to the firewood room. Qingfeng, who had nothing to do, stayed in a daze.

The old man said lightly: "Qingfeng, follow them in, take them out with a basket of yarrow, and give it to your third brother for divination later."

After receiving the order, Qingfeng immediately followed the six people like a ghost. Ding Zeming and Miao Dong took turns to walk past Shu gymnasium, and whispered comfortably: "Third Junior Brother, don't be afraid, you are very valuable in the team. Exist, we will not abandon you easily."

Shu Jian forced a smile, and Xiang Nu glanced outside the door. The villagers on the left were not interested in the missionaries, and no one looked back at them. They stared at the old man intently, and by the way helped the missionaries block the old man and the right. The eyes cast by the villagers.

After entering the room, Xiangnu directly pulled Qingfeng behind the door, and also deliberately reached out to cover Qingfeng's mouth, but Qingfeng had no idea of ​​shouting at all, blinked his eyes, and looked at a few taskers calmly.

The other quests were almost taken aback by Xiangnu. I really don't know where he came from so bold and dared to cover the mouth of the NPC. Is he not afraid that the NPC suddenly grows a second mouth and directly swallows his hand? ?

Seeing Qingfeng's cooperative appearance, Xiangnu released his hand slightly. After seeing that Qingfeng really didn't shout, he finally released his hand and whispered in Qingfeng's ear: "Senior Brother, I want to ask you something."

Qingfeng looked at him without nodding or shaking his head. Xiangnu was not sure whether he would cooperate or not, so he could only ask the question first: "Senior brother, what did Master mean just now, what does he want the third brother to do?"

Qingfeng tilted his head and replied, "I want the third junior brother to take the exam~"

"take an exam?"

Qingfeng looked left and right, pulled out a bamboo basket to pick up the yarrow, and replied casually: "Yes, you both learned the art of divination at your own home, and now you are under the master's door to study together, and the master will definitely try it first. Try your level, and I will teach you later."

"How to try?" Miao Dong asked hastily.

Without raising the limelight, he said, "I can't tell you this. If I did, Master would not be able to judge your true level. But this problem is not difficult for you. Your family sent you to learn divination from Master. At the time of the art, but you promised that your level is very high, not much worse than the level of your uncle back then, and you will definitely be able to answer the little questions that your master used to test!"

Suddenly got the information of the old man and junior brother, but everyone did not have the opportunity to ask clearly at this moment.

Seeing that Qingfeng did not answer, everyone was a little anxious, especially the sentence added after Qingfeng was too risky.

What does it mean to answer correctly, and what will happen if the answer is incorrect?

Xiangnu frowned, his index finger was on his lips, and he motioned for a few people to be quiet. He had already discovered that if Qingfeng would not answer a question, he would simply ignore you. If he did, he would still have a chance to get an answer. Then he continued to grind the breeze and asked: "Elder brother, give us a thorough understanding. Master suddenly wants to test us, and we were not prepared before. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that there are too many onlookers in the village. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for us to give wrong answers to so many people?"

Qingfeng frowned, as if being persuaded, and hesitantly said after a while: "Well, I'll give you a sneak peek. But it's useless to leak the bottom..."

Several missionaries, especially Shu Jian, looked at Qingfeng with great anticipation, eagerly waiting for Qingfeng's answer.

Qingfeng sorted out the yarrow in his hands and held it in his arms, and told a few people: "Master usually asks 'what will he have for lunch today', and then let you figure it out. If there is an answer, I also want to tell you, but Master The things you want to eat are different every day, and the senior brothers can’t help you, sigh. You can work hard for a while, but don’t be afraid, we only have a few dishes in total, and you may be wrong if you are confused.”

After speaking, he shook his head and hugged the yarrow and went out.

Leaving a few missionaries frowning and thinking hard, I really can't think of why the old man asked such a question.

Zhong Liyun said quickly: "No, it's not right. If Master really asks this question, he is deliberately embarrassing others, because this question is too subjective, if he doesn't want you to answer it correctly..."

The old man suddenly appeared at the door, and the slender shadow was projected on the floor of the house and fell on several people. The eyes of the villagers outside the door followed the old man, and the eyes of dozens of people looked into the house together, with their backs facing the light. , The aura around him is gloomy and cold.

Zhong Liyun closed her mouth and shrank back subconsciously.

The old man said faintly: "Your senior brother has already prepared the yarrow, it's time for you to come out, why don't you go out?"

Everyone was silent for a while, looked at each other, and walked out one by one.

Xiangnu pondered what Zhong Liyun had not yet said. The old man did not have any technical content in this question. He said that he would test other people's divination ability. Let's not mention whether these taskers would be able to do it or not. It's an old man's problem.

What does the old man have for lunch? It's not that the old man eats what he wants. If he wants to win, he will win, and if he wants to lose, let him lose.

Xiangnu frowned, having an idea in his mind.

Qingfeng is obviously more reliable than the old man, and the information leaked to the taskers is not false at all, and it is not mixed with water.

The old man sat down on the chair that Qingfeng had brought over after the symbolic incense salute of several missionaries.

He was holding the porcelain jar, and no matter how fiery the eyes around him, he remained unmoved.

Xiangnu looked at these villagers with awe and awe, and thought to himself that these villagers and the old man didn't seem to be in the same position, and it should be easier to collect clues.

The old man took a sip of water slowly, and then said faintly: "As for me, the old man, everything else has always been sparse and ordinary, only one divination ability can be said to be accurate, but my method is not rumored. , you children's families are curious, and in order to learn my skills, they specially sent the most outstanding children from their families to study with me. Anything is accepted."

The old man raised his head, his dark eyes were like the dark clouds that were pressing down on the top, giving people a lot of pressure, and the pressured person couldn't breathe: "Old man, I usually don't make fortunes easily, but I can't be wrong, the only time I lose That is to say, when I was still studying Taoism when I was young, I lost a competition with my junior and senior brothers, so I still admit and only admit my junior and senior talents. When your family sent you to study hexagrams, they all said that your talents were not inferior to mine. The younger brother who died early, before you officially apprentice, you should show your hands first."

The old man put his hand on the armrest, nodded his chin at Qingfeng, and ordered, "Qingfeng, bring out the four foods you have prepared."

Qingfeng's fat figure walked on the ground but seemed to float, and quietly walked into the main room. The old man looked directly at Shu Jian, who was the most honest, honest and dull looking, and showed him a malicious smile. Almost twisted: "The third, it's just you, aren't you very good, your family also blows you up in the sky, but not on the ground, just try it first. The yarrow of the breeze is ready, you can go in a while. Guess I'll have a meal like that later."

While talking, Qingfeng had already pushed out the four kinds of rice that the old man said, nothing unusual, very ordinary, a bowl of gruel, a plate of dried sweet potatoes, a plate of green vegetables, and a steamed bun.

The old man urged coldly, "Thirdest, choose."

Xiangnu grabbed Shu Jian, pushed him back slightly, and walked to the front, showing arrogance and dissatisfaction, and asked: "Teacher, we are also your disciples, none of us are worse than the third senior brother, Looking at the appearance, the third senior brother is also the least clever, why do you only let the third senior brother come to try something like this?

Xiangnu pulled the corners of his lips on both sides, smiling but not smiling. She was extremely beautiful, but her eyes were fierce but wicked.

The old man frowned, and after seeing Xiangnu appear, a look of disgust and rejection flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't say what he refused, so he could only keep silent.

Xiangnu asked: "Master, why don't you answer, if you don't answer, I will treat you as allowing me to show my hand for the third senior brother."

The old man's complexion was immediately distorted, and his eyes staring at Xiang Slave were as green as quenched poison. Looking at his appearance, he wished he could tear up Xiang Slave.

Xiang Nu walked in front of Qingfeng, the little fat man used a large tray to hold four dishes, the tray was very heavy, but he stood still like a rock, and his hands did not tremble.

Xiangnu looked at the bowl of porridge, and his smile became more and more awkward. He called softly: "Third Senior Brother, and several other Senior Brothers."

Shu Jian and the others looked at him nervously, Xiangnu picked up the bowl of gruel and walked to the side, saying, "Please help me, Master, sit down."

A few taskers who had already reacted to what Xiang Slave wanted to do, rushed over like a wolf like a tiger, and firmly held the old man's hands and feet.

After Shu Jian realized what everyone was doing, he hurriedly asked and followed him around the old man's neck from behind.

Xiang Nu smiled and came to the old man with the porridge, and whispered, "Master, I guess you can drink this bowl of porridge."

Then he opened the old man's mouth, and abruptly poured the bowl of gruel into the old man's mouth. The gruel was poured into the old man's stomach along the throat, but the feeding skills of the slaves were not good, and the old man was choked. Almost died on the spot again.

Part of the porridge didn't go into the old man's stomach, and part of the porridge overflowed and stained the old man's clothes. Xiangnu nodded, motioned to the taskmen to let go, followed them back a few steps, and sneered under the awe-inspiring gaze of his companions. He asked, "Master, the apprentice has chosen the right one, how is this hand showing?"

"Do you want other brothers and sisters to show their hands too? You can, but the rest of these things are not easy to swallow. I'm afraid that after all the brothers and sisters are exposed, you may..." It disappeared on the spot.

The old man's voice became hoarse because of his choking. He looked at the slaves viciously, wishing that he could tear them apart, and said, "Don't show it, hehe, for this group of teachers. The new disciples are all very talented, and there is a true inheritance of the teacher!"

Xiangnu bowed without revealing the slightest mistake, and said lightly: "Master is wrong."

Several other taskmen followed Xiangnu silently, and they were not afraid of being hated by this old man.

Since the old man targeted Shu Jian just now, it means that the old man is ready to attack their group of taskers. Whether they fight back or not, the old man will not let them go.

The idea of ​​Xiangnu pouring porridge into the old man was thought of by several other missionaries, but it was the same thing, all kinds of worries, such as whether the dungeon boss would take revenge on the spot? Overwhelmed by them, the only one who really stood up without hesitation and successfully implemented it was Xiangnu.

A few missionaries looked at the beautiful young man with a light smile and a face like peaches and plums with admiration and admiration against the old man's resentful gaze, thinking that he just poured porridge into the old man's mouth with such a calm smile, his mood suddenly became subtle. , I think, the ancients honestly did not deceive me, and the more beautiful people really are, the sharper the thorns.

Ding Zeming's charming thoughts were completely dissipated at this moment. Although the beauty was extremely beautiful, she was too cruel and spicy, and he couldn't bear it.

I don't know what kind of person the gentleman in Xiangnu's mouth is. It's amazing to fall in love with such a beautiful snake, and he dares to cause conflicts.

admire!