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Chapter 134 Shh! Just follow the "rules" (10)

Qi Xia was taken aback, not expecting him to change his tune so quickly.

She pouted but didn't say anything more, and followed her up to the second floor of the carousel.

Upon closer inspection, the "bloody handprint" was indeed caused by oxidation of the exposed portion of the iron spiral staircase where the paint had worn off due to friction.

Just like the raised bumps on these stairs that increase friction are always reddish-black.

But what exactly would cause such a mark to be left?

Could it be that this mysterious amusement park is so good at rendering eerie details?

The group completed the "removal of punishment" procedures on the second floor of the carousel without incident.

As Qi Xia left the carousel, she couldn't help but turn back to Mo Qiu and tease him, "Your performance as a prince is too over-the-top. It always gives me the feeling that you can't even convince yourself. Why don't you switch to a mascot costume? At least they only need body language."

Seeing Mo Qiu's inexplicably haggard appearance, Qi Xia felt a pang of sadness.

But the witty remarks he racked his brains to come up with didn't seem to make him happy.

Unable to think of any more solutions, Qi Xia scratched his head and thought: You damn mouth, hurry up and say something nice!

Distracted, she noticed the movement of people.

By carefully piecing together the information passed around by the crowd, Qi Xia learned that the bumper car park had been evacuated and closed.

She gazed into the distance at the bumper car arena, its shutters pulled down, blocking all prying eyes. She thought that after she finished visiting the haunted house, she would go to the bumper car arena to see if she could find any clues.

He glanced at Mo Qiu one last time, and Mo Qiu still looked displeased.

Qi Xia sighed, unsure of what to do, and decided to go into the woods to find the haunted house first.

As Qi Xia turned and left, she had no idea that in the near future, she would look back on her so-called witty remark and deeply regret her thoughtless words.

Watching Qi Xia's departing figure, Mo Qiu gave a helpless, bitter smile.

Instead of giving a direct response to Qi Xia's teasing, he said in a strange tone, "I sincerely wish you a pleasant time at the amusement park every day from now on."

Qi Xia paused, then took a deep breath to calm herself.

Then they walked into the woods to the west.

Standing in the forest, Qi Xia felt that the trees under the sky were lush and verdant.

What's amazing is that there's a sunlit road inside, flat and wide.

I took out my phone to check the direction, and the avenue seemed to stretch all the way to the northwest, with no end in sight.

I thought that perhaps the path itself led to the haunted house, but was now obscured by tall trees.

Qi Xia and this logic achieved a strange self-consistency.

We stopped trying to figure out why the road was invisible from any direction outside the woods.

Qi Xia gripped her phone tightly, stuffed it into the inside pocket of her coat, zipped it up, and walked without looking back toward the road that seemed to be open and welcoming her.

-

After Qi Xia entered the forest, Yi Yi appeared in the shadows of the tree canopy behind her.

Watching Qi Xia walk steadily towards the haunted house in her mind, Yi Yi tilted her head and asked Ji beside her, "Do you think she can find the 'memorial site' now?"

“I don’t know.” Ji’s tone revealed an inexplicable coldness, “but she is indeed the first person so far who has maintained a strange logic to protect herself while approaching you.”

"No! No! No!" Yi Yi stretched out a finger and wiggled it as she spoke each word with deliberate pauses.

Ji looked at Yi Yi with some doubt, quickly searching his mind for the amusement park's visitors over the past year, but could not find a second person.

Yi Yi, who had kept everyone in suspense for a moment, chuckled smugly. She was quite satisfied that Ji no longer used his divine authority to ask questions so readily.

After all, he was just a subordinate. Although he was now considered a "false god," using the authority of "omniscience" would still put a great burden on his body.

If used excessively, it might turn into soft, mushy mud that Yi Yi has to mold back into shape.

So, in a fit of pity, she told him, "You're the first one!"

“How can this be the same…” Ji retorted subconsciously, then realized a problem and asked, “You mean, you want her to become like me through such a gradual process?”

Seeing that Ji had realized this, he crossed his arms and instantly seemed like a different person, no longer acting seriously, and said with a smile, "Wasn't this our original goal? Of course, the more friends the better!"

This state lasted only a moment. Yi Yi snapped out of her daze and then heard Ji's urgent and frank words:

"The two of us are enough, how can others be like me!"

Yi Yi paused, then turned her gaze to her face.

Her face was still the same face with heavy and eerie clown makeup, but her eyes, which usually seemed to be filled with a kind of fanaticism that wanted to see through everything, were now avoiding eye contact with her.

Yi Yi tilted her head, her whole body floating and tilting as her head fell, her eyes trying to catch Ji's gaze.

But he dodged it with his movement.

Yi Yi puffed out her cheeks and squinted her eyes.

As if taking it seriously, he played hide-and-seek with Ji's eyes.

She circled around Ji several times, and before she knew it, he had taken control of her rhythm, and she was pulled into his arms from behind.

There wasn't even time to struggle.

With a loud "bang," a patch of rainbow-colored mosaic appeared behind them.

Yi Yi looked somewhat speechless. She squatted down beside the still-spreading mosaic and sighed, "Even though you've developed a strong tolerance now, you still can't touch me directly."

In response, he heard a series of puffing sounds, like bubbles coming from a viscous colloid.

Yi Yi nodded knowingly, but still couldn't help complaining, "Now I'll have to spend some time to reshape it for you."

Yi Yi sat cross-legged, floating low in the air, her hands supporting her chin.

Her hair seemed to come alive, reaching towards the rainbow mosaic.

Not long after, a complete Ji appeared in front of Yi Yi again.

However, this Ji was completely naked and did not wear any clown makeup.

Although he had experienced this several times before, such "resurrection" still made him feel very embarrassed.

But without that strange attire, Ji's blushing face made him look like a handsome, innocent young man.

She has a very innocent-looking face, but a small cinnabar mole on her bright red earlobe adds a touch of allure to her gentle features.

Seeing that Yi Yi's gaze fell on her earlobe, Ji knew that she cared a lot about this mole.

He silently reverted to his clown costume.

Seeing this, Yi Yi pouted unhappily and said frankly, "I like the one from before, change back!"

Ji sighed and changed back into ordinary human attire.

Wearing a well-tailored white shirt, he exudes a gentle and refined air, showing no trace of being a follower of an evil god.

Yi Yi nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say something when Ji interrupted her, saying, "It seems that the 'new toy' you've set your sights on can't reach the 'memorial site' for the time being."

Yi rubbed her thumb against the pad of her index finger.

Having been constantly watching Qi Xia, she was naturally aware of this matter and was thinking about what would happen next.

Yi Yi turned around and headed towards Qi Xia.

Noticing that Ji was about to follow her, she turned around and lightly tapped Ji's nose with her index finger, scolding, "You're a 'friend,' not a 'toy'! I'm punishing you by making you not follow me all day, not use your authority, and you have to maintain this image!"

Yan Ling.

The omniscient and omnipotent ancient gods naturally possessed such abilities.

Yi Yi raised her chin, glanced at Ji who could no longer approach her, gave a coquettish "humph," and turned to leave.