The matter involved the vital interests of ghost town No. 666, so Su Qingxing had to intervene.
So far, Su Qingxing can only rejoice that he came early rather than coincidentally. If he can't stop these self-pocketed guys here, then the contestants in No. 666 ghost town don't know what they will experience. I don't know if he was eliminated suddenly after waking up, or if he was instantly killed by the system the moment he met the sixty-seven young master...
You must know that being eliminated in the Ghost Town Tournament is not just as simple as taking a rest. What the eliminated players will face is likely to be wiped out forever.
Under such circumstances, how could Su Qingxing continue to remain silent
"I want to see the image of the sixty-seven young master, can you call it out?" Su Qingxing's tone was calm, but to the judges, it sounded more like the brief calm before the storm.
"Master Chief Judge, all the pictures that appear on the light screen here are random." Mo Lao replied with some trembling.
"Really?" There was a smile in Su Qingxing's voice again, but it was more scary than before.
"It can be transferred." This time it was Ma Mian who had been silent all this time, and he even turned his head to look at other colleagues, "Everyone, I don't think it is a good choice to hide in front of the chief judge. Please Everyone must remember that we are judges, and sitting there is the chief judge, and the second person in charge of the Temple of Death."
Su Qingxing glanced at Ma Mian silently, knowing that he had already made the first choice, and knew very clearly which one should be chosen before the relationship between the accountant and the general judge.
So the video of the young girl that Su Qingxing found just now started to play again, and the entire light screen was even split into four in an instant.
In these four light screens with different images, Su Qingxing saw the team of the young girl, the team of the man with glasses FT, the team of ghost town No. 666, and another team that Su Qingxing had never seen before.
The hooves of the horse face moved on the light screen, and then the light screens of the first three teams disappeared instantly, leaving only the image of the last team that Su Qingxing was completely unfamiliar with being continuously enlarged, and everyone could even hear a voice appearing from the light screen .
"My lord, is it really okay for us to just hide here?" It was a woman who spoke, and her voice could be heard to be delicate.
"What's hiding? We're just here for vacation." Another voice sounded young, but also very arrogant, "After the other ghost towns are beaten up, I'll go to the next stop with all the little beauties, how about it? "
"My lord, do we really not need a competition?" This time the voice was crunchy and sounded a little immature.
"Hahahahahaha! Don't you see who I am, my lord?! My lord, I am the rising star of the Garmu tribe, hahahaha!" The young voice was laughing.
In the picture, a man and several young women in flamboyant and revealing clothes are lying on a luxurious-looking fudge sofa, eating a few cotton candy roses in their hands. The place where this team is located is not a place like a rest station, it looks more like a mansion on the gourmet planet!
In the corner of the living room where they were, a few aborigines in candy paper costumes had their mouths blocked by oversized candy balls, and their bodies were still tied with elastic jellybeans, and they were whining and praying for something. Judging from the environment at the scene, those people should be the original owners of the house.
Among the contestants stood several people in maid outfits, pinching the shoulders and legs of the guy sitting in the middle of the sofa with a look of fear.
As for the guy sitting in the middle... he should be the sixty-seven young master of the Garm family branch. He seemed to be afraid that others would not know his identity. He was wearing a black shirt with the words "Garm" written on it. The white T-shirt on the bottom and a pair of fluffy black ears on the top of the head also showed his identity as a canine.
Surrounding him should be the contestants brought from the ghost town, each of them is a different type of beauties, smiling and serving this young master with a happy face, sending a kiss from time to time.
"The young master's mother is his father's favorite lover now. It is said that he couldn't bear the primitive impulse and secretly ran to the human world to find the little beauty of the dog clan. The name of the race sounds quite noble, as if What kind of VIP is it?" Ma Mian analyzed seriously.
"..."
The young master in the picture just sat on the soft candy sofa and couldn't stop laughing, as if he was mocking the ignorant opponents in the same arena.
"So, do you want such a talent to go to a higher place step by step?" Even Su Qingxing felt a little funny at the moment, "Maybe it's a good thing, it's better to let this young master climb faster than everyone else." All high, so that everyone will be happy with today's decision."
The mixed-breed hellhound in the picture must be well aware of the bribery of judges, so he looks at ease. As for what will happen to the other teams on the same venue, it is not within the scope of this young master's consideration.
In the eyes of this young master, other contestants may be no different from bugs in the mud.
"Master Chief Judge, this young master is indeed fishing in troubled waters, but I still hope that you'd better read the list of all gift givers before making a decision." Snake Girl seems to be the one who has the most concerns among all the judges. Think a little more, "After all, the price given by the people is indeed very sincere, and it involves many families in the nineteenth city of the underworld outside of Garm, so..."
"Do what you want." The voice of the God of Death appeared at this moment, "Although I hate trouble, I am not afraid of anyone in the Temple of the God of Death."
Su Qingxing's own strength doesn't need to be afraid of these judges, but he is standing here as the second person in charge of the Temple of Death, so even if Su Qingxing doesn't name "The Temple of Death", those judges will still say everything he said. The word is linked to the Temple of Death.
In this case, what the God of Death said was to give Su Qingxing a reassurance.
"So what?" Su Qingxing looked at Snake Girl.
"So you still decided to cancel cooperation with all the monster races on the list for the sake of those eliminated who don't even know their names?" Snake Girl seemed a little embarrassed.
"Cancel all of them." Su Qingxing replied without hesitation, and turned to look to the other side, "Ma Mian, I need a list of all related households."
"Yes." Ma Mian replied without hesitation.
"Master Chief Judge, you can discuss with His Highness Death God..." Snake Girl is still trying to persuade Su Qingxing.
"No, what I said is what he wanted to say." Su Qingxing refused again. After all, the god of death has turned into a snow wolf and stood beside him at this moment. If he really did something wrong, Su Qingxing would have already Be prepared.
"..." After listening to what Su Qingxing said, all the judges present suddenly had an idea—it turns out that His Royal Highness Death in the legend of the God of War is actually a strict wife? !
"Master Chief Judge, I have already sent the list, the venue where the relevant households are located, and the details of all the gifts." Although the horse's hooves are not easy to hit the light screen, the speed of doing things seems to be very fast, "passed With this list, you can cancel our initial assumptions about the eliminated and the winners."
"Hey, hello!" Everyone else seemed to be a bit unable to stand the speed of Ma Mian's "rebellion", and Su Qingxing also selectively ignored these private voices.
"Master Chief Judge, do you need to return the gifts one by one?" Ma Mian continued to ask Su Qingxing for instructions as if he hadn't heard it.
"No need." To the surprise of all the judges, Su Qingxing shook his head, and said with certainty, "Just accept the gift as it is, and share the portion left for me by the way. If those big shots have any objections If so, let them go to the Temple of Death to complain."
The atmosphere of the projection meeting immediately fell silent.
"I hope you all remember one thing." Su Qingxing's voice broke the silence of the original atmosphere, "I am the chief judge here, and I am the person in charge of the Temple of Death. You don't need to listen to anyone except me. If someone wants to reward you with a gift, you can accept it directly, but the only one who can order you during the Ghost Town Conference is the chief judge."
"Yes, Chief Judge." All the judges knew that their previous guess about the chief judge was wrong.
Originally thought that if Death did not attend this judging meeting, they could do whatever they wanted. Originally thought that the lady sent by the Temple of the Death God was just a vase, just put it nicely and don't make her tired, but they didn't expect that everything was their wishful thinking.
The Chief Judge indeed came here on behalf of the Temple of Death.
"Master Chief Judge, have you ever thought that what we did might cause trouble for His Royal Highness the God of Death?" Snake Girl was still the one with the most concerns.
"Miss Snake, have you ever thought about why I am sitting here instead of Death sitting here?" Su Qingxing's voice seemed to be smiling, but in the next second all the judges present felt a wave of Unbelievable coercion strikes!
Logically speaking, besides ensuring the privacy of the participants, the most important point of the projection conference is that no one can use force in the projection conference, so as to ensure that the projection conference will not cause additional incidents. But if under such circumstances, the judges can still feel the power displayed by Su Qingxing, then how strong is the chief judge
Immediately, the other judges in the projection meeting were silent again. Who said that the chief judge was a vase
The god of death who turned into a snow wolf felt that his fiancé had actually seen it very clearly, because Su Qingxing knew that as the fiancé of the god of death, he was more suitable to make such a willful decision. After all, even if his decision was more willful, he could question him in the end Only His Highness the God of Death who is the fiancée, the others have no right to ask.
But in this world, His Highness the God of Death is the one who obeys his fiancé the most.
So... that's right, the current Su Qingxing's aura is so fearless, but as time goes by, all the judges are no longer stubborn or vacillating, but one by one began to calm down and work After all, the chief judge didn't intend to blame them for receiving gifts in private.
Seeing all the judges bow their heads and look up at their work, Su Qingxing waved the light screen on the round table with a smile. Although he didn't ask aloud, Su Qingxing could probably guess what the judges were thinking. Since Su Qingxing hoped that they would wholeheartedly work for him and for the ghost town conference, it is natural to give them some sweets to eat.
And those gifts that come to reward the judges are considered sweets.
"If there is nothing else, I will leave the rest of the matter to you for the time being." Seeing that everything was back on track, Su Qingxing got up from his seat, tapped the shoes on his feet, turned around and left.
"Please rest assured, Chief Judge." All the judges responded in unison.
Leaving the projection meeting, when Su Qingxing woke up, he was still lying on the cotton candy-filled donut sofa next to the bed, but the Grim Reaper was already leaning against the bed and looking at him. Perhaps because the eyes of the god of death were too focused, Su Qingxing couldn't help turning his eyes to another place.
"If I do this, I really won't cause trouble?" Although Su Qingxing was extremely tough in the judging meeting before, after leaving the projection meeting, the official in charge of the Temple of Death in formal attire seemed to go quietly again and changed back to holding a The guide who walks in the underworld with blue lanterns.
"If you get into trouble, what are you going to do?" Death looked at Su Qingxing curiously.
"Since I caused the trouble, I must solve it myself." Su Qingxing got up from the donut sofa, stretched his right hand forward, and the space around his five fingers seemed to be distorted for a moment.
"Don't use that power." The god of death pressed Su Qingxing's outstretched right hand in the next second, "Since I am here, you don't need to use this power."
Su Qingxing stared blankly at the hand that God of Death was holding down on him, and after a while, he asked an extremely abrupt question—
"Why did you choose me?"
This has always been a problem that Su Qingxing can't figure out. His Highness the God of Death in the underworld is a big man who can stand on the top of Mingshan Mountain. There are countless candidates from countless families in the nineteen cities of the underworld. Why did this His Highness choose to be trapped in the end? Myself in the stone tower
"Because only you can."
Su Qingxing couldn't help opening his eyes wide because of Death's answer, but before he asked anything, he suddenly felt a familiar discomfort coming from his body.
"What?" The god of death immediately noticed Su Qingxing's discomfort, and guessed the reason, "Could it be... hunger?"
Su Qingxing subconsciously took a deep breath, but it didn't relieve the familiar feeling of hunger. On the contrary, he felt that the feeling of emptiness in the abdomen was more painful and unbearable than last time.
It was at this time that Su Qingxing vaguely heard the sound of opening and closing the door and hurried footsteps from outside the room.
"It seems that other people are also awake." Death looked in the direction of the door, "Hunger seems to come at a fixed time, and we must also fill our stomachs during this time."
"..." Su Qingxing didn't speak, but just moved a little to make himself farther away from the god of death.
"You must eat."
"I can bear it." Su Qingxing seemed to see the girl he met before, "If I can't bear it, I'm afraid that one day I will eat your arm like those two people."
"Isn't that better?" The god of death approached his fiancé directly, "The taste should be good."
"..."
"You have been afraid." The god of death stared at the fiancé in front of him, "you have been afraid of me approaching, you have been afraid of the bond between us, you have been afraid of entering the temple of death, you have been afraid of entering a completely strange world .”
"It's normal." The hunger has been increasing, and Su Qingxing even feels that the death in front of him has become two, that is, two oversized bonbons. "Our worlds shouldn't overlap."
"We've already met." The God of Death knew that he was a big piece of liqueur chocolate in Su Qingxing's eyes at the moment, so he stopped in his tracks, "If you can relax, you may find that meeting me is not necessarily a bad thing. "
Su Qingxing swayed slightly, but subconsciously grabbed the liqueur chocolate in front of him with his right hand, groping with his fingers, as if he couldn't put it down.
"My fiancée will always be with you and never leave you alone. My fiancée will always protect you and never let you get hurt. I love the way you smile and will never make you cry. Most importantly , I know who you are, so I will never scare you."
When the god of death said the last thing, Su Qingxing had already thrown himself into his arms, looking as if he was about to bite down on his neck. I don't know if Su Qingxing heard what the god of death said before.
At the last moment when Su Qingxing was about to bite down, he stopped, grabbed the shoulder of the god of death with all his might, and pinched hard.
"You know who I am, but I don't know who you are." When Su Qingxing looked up at the God of Death, his eyes were full of entanglement and struggle against hunger.
"Then let me tell you."
After the god of death finished speaking, he bowed his head and kissed it.
To entangle, to crave.
After a while, Su Qingxing's brain began to be in a trance, not knowing what was real and what was illusory, he just felt as if he was drunk, full of food and drink, and just wanted to lie down in the most comfortable place and have a good sleep.
It was also at this time that Su Qingxing seemed to have a dream, in which he saw many scenes that he had never experienced before.
Those scenes are so real, those experiences seem to be right in front of your eyes... It feels as if Su Qingxing is using another pair of eyes to see the life experienced by another person.
Through those eyes, Su Qingxing saw the familiar stone pagoda.
The place where the stone pagoda is located is a barren desert, the most desolate place in the underworld, within a radius of a hundred miles, even the birds in the underworld are unwilling to fly over.
Most of the soil in the underworld has absorbed the power of the underworld, but the desert around the stone tower has no power at all, as if it has been squeezed dry from the beginning, and there is nothing but sand.
Occasionally, a few overbearing crows would fly across the desert, but soon they seemed to have lost all their strength, and fell directly on the desert, unable to get up again.
What Su Qingxing saw with those eyes was that kind of stone tower and that kind of desert. It is strange to say that Su Qingxing has been trapped by the stone pagoda for so many years, but he rarely sees this scene from the outside, so it is very strange.
Immediately afterwards, a street belonging to a ghost town appeared in front of Su Qingxing, but it was not a street belonging to ghost town No. 666, but a ghost town where half of the streets were frozen.
Su Qingxing dreamed that the street was full of evil spirits, and the owner of these eyes was facing an endless rectification.
Then, Su Qingxing saw a battlefield through those eyes again. Su Qingxing didn't understand war, but he could understand the tragedy of the scene, and he could also know how many people gave their lives in that war.
Su Qingxing has seen wars again and again. The owner of these eyes seems to be a fearless god of war. Even if he is injured, even if he is killed, or even if he is directly pushed off the cliff, he seems to be able to use the nails of both hands to penetrate the cracks, with his hands full blood crawled from hell back to the underworld.
Even Su Qingxing, who was drunk, couldn't help but wonder... What kind of belief is it that the owner of these eyes survived time and time again, surrendering and overcoming everything in front of him time and time again.
In the end, Su Qingxing saw the Temple of Death on the top of Mingshan Mountain, and the owner of these eyes walked up step by step, and finally climbed to the highest point under the salute of the troops on both sides!
Su Qingxing knew whose memories he was seeing, but he was already drunk at the moment, so after quickly browsing those memories, Su Qingxing fell directly into the arms of the god of death and fell asleep.
For such a result, the god of death suspected that Su Qingxing could not remember the dream he had just had at all, and he would not even remember the words he had said to him before.
Faced with such a result, the god of death was not discouraged, he knew that he was just wishful thinking from the beginning. So at the beginning, Death God even planned to never show his identity in front of Su Qingxing, he just needs to watch quietly by the side, and he can feel this happiness.
But after going through so many things, God of Death felt that he would soon be able to determine one thing, and that was whether he was wishful thinking or not.
Thinking of this, the Grim Reaper still held Su Qingxing who had fallen asleep like this, and instead of choosing a bed that was close at hand, he took the fiancé in his arms and sat down on the donut by the window, cuddling together, watching The night outside the window belongs to the gourmet planet.
It is also unknown whether the stars in the sky of this planet are also made of some kind of sweet food. After looking at the sky, the God of Death looked at Su Qingxing in his arms, and soon fell asleep together.
When Su Qingxing woke up, he found himself lying in the arms of a certain God of Death like a child, and he never resisted all night. Su Qingxing's dizzy head made it impossible to remember what happened last night.
But Su Qingxing always felt that what happened last night seemed to have slightly changed the situation. For example, he started to be in a daze after waking up, and nestled in the arms of the god of death for a few minutes before remembering to get up.
To be honest, Su Qingxing didn't hate this feeling of cuddling, he never hated this feeling of being relied on.
"Sorry...thank you." Su Qingxing first apologized, then thanked, and then struggled to get up from the arms of the god of death.
The god of death did not keep him. In fact, the solitude last night had already made him feel satisfied, and he knew that many things could not be solved by himself. After all, Su Qingxing himself is also an independent individual, so he can naturally make his own choices.
Be content, take your time!
The god of death told himself while looking at Su Qingxing's back.
And just when the god of death was about to come slowly, a voice came into his and Su Qingxing's minds—
"Guys, there's a team coming down the street, should we leave?"
It was Qiao Lv's voice. It should be Qiao Lv who detected a team approaching, so he immediately sounded a reminder. If they leave at this time, they will definitely be able to stay far away from that team.
"People must have faith." Su Qingxing shook his head, "Since I promised to help in the store this morning, I can't break my promise. However, I will also ask other people for their opinions."
Su Qingxing opened the door and continued to ask, "Which team is it?"
"It's not the team with the girl in the tutu skirt." Qiao Lu replied truthfully, "That team has been staying in place. Although it was very dark, the reason for staying may be because of the girl's eating problem."
Su Qingxing also thought of the picture he saw at the judging meeting. The girl seemed to be filling her stomach all the time, and judging from her expression, it was obvious that she had almost lost her mind.
"Is there anyone with dog ears on his head?" Su Qingxing's second thought was the Garmu team, but then he thought it was unlikely, after all, the young master seemed to be planning to stay in place until the end of the game .
"I didn't see it. It should be the team that I couldn't find out the details before." Qiao Lv's tone was slightly thoughtful, "I didn't think of it before, but at the beginning I remember seeing a person wearing glasses in that team The man in the house looks a bit like the one in the newspaper."
In other words... the team where the male murderer was
"Don't worry." Chu Bai and Qin Guan came out from the opposite room, "Even if they are on the same street, the two teams may not meet each other."
"Stay here." Qin Guan was still chewing the peppermint stick with a painful expression on his face, "The boss let us stay for one night for free, so it's too rude to just turn around and leave."
"It's rare to agree with what you said." Murong also stretched out from the other room, "During this morning, we are not contestants, but ordinary shop assistants."
"Actually, I borrowed some things from the boss last night." Chu Bai said, taking the things hidden behind him directly to the front, and showing them to everyone with a smile on his face, "If you have this thing, even if you bump into it The enemy is clear and we are dark, seize the opportunity."
It turned out to be... a few pieces of Aboriginal style clothes, and they were brightly colored waiter styles!
"Lord Guide, the team is coming this way."