Ye Nanwang asked in surprise, "Shall we go now?"

He shook his head: "No, we agreed to go tomorrow, and it's already afternoon and we can't take care of him."

The saint frowned and said, "In his current situation, why don't you imprison him in the Temple of Flowers, let him go crazy outside, and disturb people's hearts!"

Ye Nanwang was silent for a while, but still said: "Let's go together tomorrow. Tomorrow, I will take the flower attendants of the Yenan family to the Temple of Flowers."

Since the auction house, Ye Nanwang has always listened to the saint's words. This is the first time he publicly opposed the saint's decision.

Even the players have felt the status of the saint, it is impossible for him not to know.

He still said so.

On the one hand, it was because of the Yenan family's status in Furen County.

Being able to bring back the two most eye-catching flower servants at the auction together, the family's strength is certainly not bad, and it can be said to be second to none in Furen County.

On the other hand, he is too precious to Ning Su.

He felt that Ning Su must be able to see God, and that Ning Su would definitely become the next generation of Holy Son.

He couldn't let Ning Su make a mistake, and wanted to send him to the Flower God Palace in his best condition.

Ye Nanwang said forcefully but politely: "It will be convenient to send them in together at that time. Please the saint understand that I, an old man, want to give the Flower God the best flower attendant."

The saint looked at him for a long time, and said coldly, "Then why don't you take him away?"

It's not easy for her to let go of such a big matter.

Nan Wang was about to come to Laningsu immediately, but he didn't expect that Ningsu would not leave.

He hugged the cage and looked in the direction of the Flower God Temple: "I won't leave, I'm here to worship the Flower God."

"You do not deserve!"

"You still want to worship the Flower God? Bad luck!"

"Let's go!"

In Furen County, anything disrespectful to the flower **** will be destroyed immediately.

The Holy Maiden wanted to take him to the Temple of Flowers, and Ye Nanwang wanted to bring him home, which already made people panic and dissatisfied.

You still want to participate in worship activities?

Someone pushed Ning Su, and then someone pushed him again.

"Get out!"

"Don't delay our worship of the Flower God."

"You are not qualified to worship the Flower God!"

"Don't push people!" Zhu Shuangshuang shouted, "Speak well!"

Su Xiangsheng said to Ning Su: "Let's go back, we will be able to enter the Temple of Flowers tomorrow, and you can see whatever you want in the Temple of Flowers."

Zhu Shuangshuang knew how stubborn he was in his bones, and also knew how earnestly and devoutly he worshiped the flower **** these days, and was afraid that he would not leave, so she said to him: "Su Su, let's go, if we don't go, sacrifice The worship activities cannot start, and no one can worship the flower god."

Ning Su hugged the cage tightly, his fingers stretched so hard that black lines formed.

He turned his head to look at the statue, his eyes were distant and clear.

Zhu Shuangshuang suddenly found it ridiculous that among the ten thousand people, the only one who could look at the **** statue, they said he was a minion of a monster and that he was not worthy.

She wanted to yell so that they would open their eyes and see clearly.

But she knew that this group of crazy believers would not listen to anything.

They don't care whether it's true or not, and they don't allow a little disrespect to the Flower God. It seems that such extreme madness and intolerance of visions can prove the purity of their belief in the Flower God.

The idol stands tall in the temple.

In the deep darkness, he showed his figure and outline, and the scarlet that rose from the end of his eyes faintly flowed.

Ning Su left with Ling Xiaohua in his arms.

Only Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Xiangsheng followed him.

Ning Su walked in the front, and the two followed from a distance.

As he was walking, Su Xiangsheng suddenly heard a sniffling sound.

This can't be Ning Su in the distance, it can only be Zhu Shuangshuang.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Zhu Shuangshuang said in a muffled voice, "Little Taoist priest, do you know? In the last dungeon, Ji Mingrui scolded him, and he forgave Ji Mingrui only after he knelt down to him."

Although, a large part of the reason is that Ji Mingrui said that he would give him points.

Su Xiangsheng understood what Zhu Shuangshuang meant, and he said, "I know, Dai Dong pushed Gui Sheng, and he almost strangled him to death."

"Don't look at him yelling to hold his thigh all day long, wanting to eat and wait to die, he has arrogance in his bones, and he is not a person who will be wronged."

But today, with so many people scolding him and pushing him, he didn't make a big fuss in the Temple of Flowers.

Zhu Shuangshuang: "Is this the real power of faith? Then I don't have faith in the God of Flowers yet."

Su Xiangsheng glanced at Zhu Shuangshuang, walked quickly to Ning Su, and patted his shoulder, "Ning Su, are you okay?"

He was worried about Ning Su, Zhu Shuangshuang was already sniffling because of him, and he was afraid that he would also feel uncomfortable, depressed or wronged.

The boy turned his head and looked at him with sparkling eyes, "I saw His eyes."

Su Xiangsheng was startled, instead of seeing the depression in his eyes, he saw the light joy.

It's not a shocking event, but the little joy in these eyes still shook Su Xiangsheng's heart.

It took a long time for Su Xiangsheng to find his own language, "What is it like?"

He doesn't need to ask whose eyes, at this time he must be talking about the statue of a god, or the **** of flowers.

Not to mention seeing the eyes, they haven't even seen the face of the idol clearly, and it is about to burst at a quick glance.

Ning Su pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer the question.

He hugged the cage and walked forward with a smile, without anger or sadness, just like holding a secret candy, pure joy like a child.

Su Xiangsheng was stunned again.

All the players are trying their best to make themselves believe in the God of Flowers, and there are two of them who are the most successful.

One is Ning Changfeng who was the first to notice and start. He is already a devout believer.

The other players were not surprised at all. The most powerful player in this game base seemed to do everything normally.

The other is Ning Su, who wakes up early every day, worships devoutly, and always has a bright and clean light in his eyes when he looks at the statue.

Some people talked about him behind his back, saying that he is an unknown player who just entered the game, can he really do it?

Su Xiangsheng and Zhu Shuangshuang have always believed in Ning Su, believing that he really did it, that he can always do things that others cannot.

But at this time, Su Xiangsheng felt that there was something wrong with Ning Su's belief.

Something must be wrong, somewhere they don't know.

Not long after they returned to the courtyard, Ye Nanwang came back in a hurry.

The first thing he did when he came back was to ask Ning Su: "Are you really not going to re-elect the holy flower? I'm not trying to scare you, it's a matter of life and death."

He forcefully prevented the saint from taking Ning Su to the Flower Temple, and tried not to go until tomorrow, with the intention of letting Ning Su exchange for another holy flower.

Regardless of whether he believed the saint's words or not, he wanted to eliminate any unsafe factors.

"There is still time to re-elect, you can choose another one, and I will let you make a whole table of meat, okay?"

"I won't change it." Ning Su said: "I wouldn't change it in the first place, and it's even more impossible to change it if you say it's a matter of life and death."

No matter what Ye Nanwang said, Ning Su would not change.

Ye Nanwang was very bald.

Half an hour later, Ye Nanwang's mouth was dry, but Ning Su still hugged him in his cage and treated him like air.

Ye Nanwang sighed, and finally realized that it was impossible for Ning Su to exchange flowers, so he had no choice but to give up and leave.

When Ning Su was about to go back to his room, he saw Hua Feng sitting in the tea room and opened the door, and he looked at him.

Ning Su said, "They say my flowers are monsters and cannot be kept."

Huafeng said: "But you still want to raise it?"

Ning Su nodded, "Yes!"

A smile appeared on Huafeng's pale face, "Let's go together."

Regardless of whether he is a monster or a pollutant, they just want to raise it.

Ning Su also smiled, "Okay."

It was the first time Huafeng saw such a soft and firm smile on his face.

In his stiff body, there was vigorous vitality flowing, and those vitality condensed into a flower.

For a moment, Huafeng thought of his brother.

This is a real flower attendant, who serves God with her body, is pious and clean, and smiles with courage.

The next day was going to the Temple of Flowers, and many players stayed up late that night.

I wish to soak my feet in the stream and feel my blood vessels.

The skin is very soft, but it can't be pressed. Once pressed, it will be blocked by blood vessels as hard as stone.

"Little Taoist." She paused, and said in a low voice: "My blood vessels are so hard, are these still, human blood vessels?"

She is not a medical student, so she doesn't know what the blood vessels should look like, but at least they should be soft. The blood vessels on the back of the hand can be pressed down to temporarily block the flow of blood.

At this time, the blood vessels are as hard as stones.

Zhu Shuangshuang pressed the blood vessels on the back of her hand for a while, and then moved them to her arms, neck, and face. Suddenly, she felt the blood vessels sore and panicked.

Such hard blood vessels that violate human physiology shuttled through her body.

Is she still human?

Su Xiangsheng's voice came from another room, "Don't panic, this is not a normal world, just wait until we get out."

Zhu Shuangshuang gave another low "hmm" and hugged her knees.

In the next room, Ning Su was making clothes for two children.

He warned: "When you go out to beg for food, don't bully others casually, keep a low profile."

Ning Su is going to serve the flowers in the Temple of Flowers. Judging from the current situation, his body will definitely be used by someone who doesn't know how to use it. He can't absorb the two children, and he doesn't want to lock them in the system's item bar.

The system gave props to the two children, but Ning Su never used them as props.

They are children with souls, even in darkness.

So Ning Su decided to put them outside.

Being a beggar in Furen County is better than being locked up in the system.

The two children don't have the clothes of Furen County, one is wearing a white t-shirt that was reformed in Huaiyang Village, and the other is wearing a princess skirt. When they go out, they look different.

Ning Su changed their clothes temporarily.

Gui Sheng stuck to Ning Su's arm and rubbed against Ning Su with his soft hair.

Manman lay on his lap, looking up at Ning Su skillfully sewing clothes.

"Mom, if you are in danger, we will rescue you."

"Um!"

They had secretly discussed that they would wait for him in front of the Flower God Temple after finishing their meals every day.

"I won't be in danger." He gave the pink clothes to Guisheng and the red ones to Manman, "You guys have to beg for food and behave well when you are outside."

Guisheng repeated: "Beg well, be a good man!"

Manman: "...Don't worry, I won't starve to death, and Kurosawa is still here."

At worst, they went inside to dig up the corpses and eat them.

In the next room, Huafeng had a bandage wrapped around her chest.

"Brother, I'm going to the Temple of Flowers soon, and I'm going to do what you did."

"I finally want to know what you went through inside."

"It's like you finally feel the blood."

In the next room, two players sat silently facing each other.

In the second half of the night, all players fell asleep.

Before going to bed, Ning Su took another look at Ling Xiaohua, "You haven't shown up for a long time."

The four-petal blood flower was still the same as before, it didn't grow any bigger, it was quiet, and it didn't respond at all.

Ning Su let out a "huh", "Then I'm going to sleep."

The Temple of Flowers is the most majestic and solemn building in Furen County, and it is also the tallest building. It is nine stories high in the small courtyards all over Furen County.

Ye Nanwang personally brought them to the Flower Temple.

It's not the door with the statue, nor the side door, but the underground passage in their yard.

Walking in the underground tunnel, Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Wangsheng glanced at each other, and they both realized that there might be people from all the major families secretly going to the Flower God Temple.

The Temple of Flowers and Kurosawa are the most sacred places in Furen County. Kuisawa said that only saintesses and flower attendants can enter, and in the Temple of Flowers, only saintesses are allowed to enter the Temple of Flowers on weekdays.

Actually not.

That's just for common people.

They walked into an iron cage similar to an auction house in the underground tunnel, and the iron cage was pulled up slowly by something.

The highest floor of the Huashen Temple is the first floor, because there are statues of gods there.

When passing by the first floor, many players held their hearts and couldn't breathe. Only Ning Su held the iron bar in his hand and looked in the direction of the statue without blinking.

I don't know how many layers of iron cages were pulled to stop, facing a dark iron door.

Before entering the Temple of Flowers, they had fantasies about the holiest place in Furen County, thinking that it was at least clean and holy, but it was not.

They should have guessed it when they saw the dark color of the Flower God Temple and the terrifying statue that they couldn't look directly at.

It's dark and cold here. There are dark green vines on the black iron gate. The vines are carved, but the moss growing wildly around it is real, with red rust all over it.

Ye Nanwang walked out of the iron cage first, "The saint is currently praying for the gift below, I will take you inside first, and if you have any needs inside, just tell the man in white."

He slowly pushed open the heavy door, and the first thing he saw were two vertical rows of men in white.

In dim light, it is particularly eye-catching.

At the same time, a strange fishy smell came from the shop.

Inside the hall-like door, there was only a small round window facing them, the only light that came in, covered in dust and water vapor, and drowsy.

In the 500-600-square-meter hall, there are old-fashioned bathroom-like compartments. There is a bed in the compartment, and on the bed lies a haggard flower waiter in black, who looks like a dead person.

The players silently followed Ye Nanwang into the hall. When they looked at the flower attendants, their eyes widened and their footsteps became heavier and heavier.

They can't see anything other than pain and numbness in the eyes of those flower attendants.

They still remember seeing the failed flower waiter at Boss Qi's place, that appearance is considered normal here.

Have you ever seen the purple-white blood vessel wall protruding outward through a thin layer of epidermis, trembling faintly?

Even the eyeballs have tiny blood vessels protruding.

Zhu Shuangshuang felt the pain in the blood vessels again, throbbing and throbbing, as if the blood vessels had developed an independent consciousness.

"Why this color?" Zhu Shuangshuang said in a breathy voice.

Ning Su: "Human blood vessels are white when there is no content or interference."

"No, no contents?" Zhu Shuangshuang's voice became lower and could hardly be heard clearly.

"Then why are you wriggling?" She asked again, her voice hoarse.

Ning Su couldn't answer this question for now.

The hearts of the players were heavy, and their blood vessels were aching.

In addition to the white-purple blood vessels they saw at the beginning, they also saw red, green, and black blood vessels under the thin epidermis.

Some players dare not go further inside.

Walking into this weird flower temple, they didn't know what horrible things they were about to face.

He stopped where he was, pinched the veins in his wrist, and gasped for breath.

"Go!" The man in white shouted at him sharply.

In this quiet hall, the sudden sound was particularly loud and piercing, and it could make people's hearts jump in fright.

"Why is my heart beating so slow?" Zhu Shuangshuang asked breathlessly.

Su Xiangsheng: "Maybe it's because we are right on top of the statue, very close to the statue."

Ning Su stopped suddenly.

Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Xiangsheng who were next to him also stopped and followed his gaze, "That's Fang Qi?"

There was a person sitting on the bed not far from them. The person was wearing the uniform black robe here, half of his long hair was hanging in front of him, and the blue blood vessels on his face protruded very high.

His hands were placed on his knees, and the **** had the same raised blue blood vessel. There was a viscous liquid under the nails, which pulled out a long thread and gathered into a drop of liquid at the bottom, which was about to fall.

He saw them too.

Or the curiosity in the eyes of the three of them was too strong, he opened his mouth stiffly and said four words to them silently.

The blue tongue loomed in his mouth, and after two consecutive times, they all saw what he said.

The land of pregnant gods.

What's the meaning?

He was talking about Kurosawa.

Heize is a sacred place in Furen County, known as the place where the gods sleep, and also the place where the gods are pregnant.

They all knew this, but they didn't know what Fang Qi meant by reminding them.

After walking through this road, there are several black rooms, and a hoarse and vicissitudes of screams can be heard from one room.

The cry was not shrill and loud, as if he had no strength to give up struggling, collapsed and hopeless.

But it was more depressing than the screams stimulated by the great pain.

Ning Su said, "It's Dai Dong's cry."

It was more depressing and heavy.

In the end they were taken to a dark house at the end.

Ye Nanwang said: "Don't move around, just wait here. I'll go down to see if the offering is over. The saint can start when she comes up."

He left without saying anything.

There are three flower attendants in the native world and six player attendants in the room. After the man in white yelled, no one dared to go out without authorization, but they could let go of their voices and chat.

"We, how are we going to serve the flowers? Why haven't I seen their flowers?"

The one who spoke was one of the two players in their yard who didn't know the details and had been silent all the time.

They've been with them before, but never openly speak up like this.

Now he finally couldn't help but speak.

Horrible people lying on the beds.

There were screams and weeping from all the houses.

A fishy smell mixed in the air.

What is about to be faced is unknown but the ending is shocking.

Fermenting in this black room, it condenses into a suffocating sense of depression.

His feet rubbed against the ground.

The ground here is gray slate, and on the wet ground, dark green moss is clustered in the crevices of the slate.

The cloth shoes rubbed against the sticky moss to make a strange "sizzling" sound.

"Yes, didn't we come to the Flower Temple to learn how to serve flowers? Where are the flowers?"

Coupled with the scene they just saw, this sentence is like a horror story.

Zhu Shuangshuang gave a dry laugh, "Maybe in the same greenhouse, unified maintenance."

There is no basis for this statement, and the soothing effect is almost non-existent.

They faintly realized something.

Zhu Shuangshuang also knew that it was as if she had told a bad joke, so she got down to business: "Just now Fang Qi told us about the land of the God of Pregnancy, right? Why did he say that?"

Ning Su and Ning Changfeng sat next to each other. They haven't spoken a word since yesterday afternoon.

Even the "brother" that greeted each other is gone.

At this time, Ning Changfeng didn't speak, but Ning Su said "strange" to himself as if there was no such person by his side.

Su Xiangsheng caught it, and he asked him directly: "What's strange?"

Ning Su answered him earnestly, "Generally, the holy place in a place is a very serious place, so we call it a holy place, or have another clear name."

"The sacred place in Furen County is called Heize, also known as the place where the gods sleep, and also known as the place where the gods are pregnant."

Ning Su said: "Multiple titles are fine, but isn't the place where the gods sleep and the place where the **** is pregnant, a bit contradictory?"

Several people were taken aback, Ning Changfeng opened his eyelids and looked at Ning Su.

He sat on the right side of the young man, raised his eyes and glanced over, and saw the thin and bony side face of the young man, with peach-blossom eyes slightly drooping at the end of his eyes, and tall roots.

After moving to the courtyard of Ye Nan's house, he seldom looked at him like this. It was hard to look away when he saw him, and a dangerous siren sounded in his head.

It is dangerous.

Ning Changfeng looked away.

He wants to believe in the God of Flowers, and as his faith deepens, he just wants to wait for the God of Flowers in front of the Temple of Flowers forever.

Dreaming back at midnight, he often had a cold sweat, and suddenly he forgot that he was a player and he had tasks to do.

Devout believers and quest players, these two identities are opposite and cannot exist at the same time.

A teenager can be a believer and a player at the same time.

He devoutly believes in the flower god, and has always understood that this is a dungeon world, and he can grasp the key issues related to the main line at any time.

Ning Changfeng didn't know how he did it, and other people who didn't really believe in the God of Flowers didn't realize the horror of it.

"When you say it, it seems to be a little bit." Zhu Shuangshuang said.

It cannot be said that Shenmian and Pregnancy have nothing to do with each other, and being conceived can also be said to be sleeping, but sleep and conceiving are generally somewhat contradictory, and they are not the same thing.

She said, "Is this what Fang Qi wants to remind us?"

Su Xiangsheng said: "What he reminded was only the land of the God of Pregnancy, what's the meaning of that?"

Su Xiangsheng asked Ning Su: "What else do you know?"

Ning Su thought for a while and said, "Huafeng told me that the statue originated from Heisawa, and it didn't look like this at first. Because of the imprint of the god, it slowly condensed into the appearance of the god."

"This may be one of the reasons why Kurosawa is known as the place of god's rest."

Huafeng nodded.

Zhu Shuangshuang said: "The believers in front of the Flower God Temple also said that there is a god's breath in the Black Marsh, and under the nourishment of the god's breath, sacred flowers growthis supports the name of the god's resting place."

Su Xiangsheng: "Then why is there still a land of pregnant gods? It's a bit contradictory to say that it's different?"

Ning Su said: "Maybe these two names originally came from different people."

"That's right." Su Xiangsheng was stunned, "This way we can make it clear. According to their own understanding, they have different names for the Holy Land, and it was later spread that the Holy Land has two slightly contradictory names."

Zhu Shuangshuang concluded: "Everyone knows about the statues and holy flowers, that is to say, everyone knows about the place where the gods sleep, but what about the place where the gods are pregnant?"

The idea of the God of Pregnancy was first known to a few people.

Su Xiangsheng said: "God of pregnancy, what is the method of conceiving? Isn't there only holy flowers conceived in the black marsh?"

The faces of the few people froze, and their hearts trembled instinctively.

At this moment, the saint and Ye Nanwang came back.

Ye Nanwang opened the doorway abruptly, and the saint in black veil and black brocade was standing at the door with an indistinguishable smile, wondering if he had heard Su Xiangsheng's last words.

The light on this entire floor was extremely dim, and she was dressed in black, only the red runes on it were clearly visible.

Ning Su squinted his eyes, catching the red color on her brocade robe in a dark world.

He always thought it was some kind of ancient and weird rune, but now he suddenly felt that it looked like twisted and entangled blood vessels.

The saint said: "We still have to worship the flower **** in the afternoon, and we can't handle so much at noon. Let's make an order first. Which two should we start with?"

Ye Nanwang excitedly pulled Ning Su and Ning Changfeng up, and swallowed nervously, "Start with these two."

The saint's eyes fell on the two of them, and she said meaningfully: "I have been waiting for a long time."