The two looked at each other, and although their faces were full of smiles, the eyes that met each other seemed to be sparkling with sparks of lightning.
"Are they... quarreling silently?" Zheng Jia asked Chu Qingyan standing aside in a low voice.
Chu Qingyan nodded lightly as a reply.
Zheng Jia shook his head and sighed: "Why bother? They both have the same surname of An. Maybe they were the same family hundreds of years ago."
"……What did you say?"
Chu Qingyan couldn't believe what her ears just heard.
"Ah?" Zheng Jia was confused and replied: "I said they both have the surname An, maybe they were the same family hundreds of years ago."
"..." Listening to Zheng Jia's words, Chu Qingyan realized for the first time what it meant to be speechless and choked.
He didn't want to explain any more, but he couldn't help but reminded him: "The tour guide's surname is not An. Have you never seen a foreigner in real life?
"But this is not the real world." Zheng Jia replied seriously. It seems that he really thinks that the people here are named like this.
"Okay." Chu Qingyan chose to respect his idea.
Fog City is very vast, and the city is divided into different areas. Each area has its own different culture and different types of ghosts, so they will experience so many weird and different dungeons.
"It's time for the ceremony."
Just when everyone had different ideas and their attention was distracted, an old woman among the residents suddenly spoke.
After hearing the woman's reminder, Anna could no longer confront Anxi. She gave Anxi an exaggerated smile and said in a sinister tone: "Welcome to the Festival of Disguise."
Then he turned around and walked closer to the tall bonfire.
As Anna moved, the crowd automatically moved to both sides to make way for her.
Anna walked to the bonfire, and the person beside her handed her a torch with a burning top.
She took the torch with both hands, raised it high above her head, closed her eyes as if immersed in water, and said word by word with a pious expression:
“The people God chooses according to His will are not based on the virtues of the chosen people, nor are they based on His foreknowledge of the person’s acceptance of the gospel, but are entirely based on His own will.”
“Because God’s love saves believers from the pain of darkness, lightlessness, and soullessness, and gives them light and self.”
"May you always lead us to the facts and truth of the world from now on, thank the god of disguise!"
The words fell.
"boom------!"
Anna threw the torch into the bonfire.
The bonfire that had been drizzled with oil quickly ignited from the bottom up.
The bonfires were piled high, and the huge red flames that followed the burning seemed to cover the original sky, devouring everything without restraint, and replacing them to become a new world.
"Thank the gods of disguise!"
Everyone shouted and repeated Anna's words.
Then they lowered their heads, clenched their hands into fists on their chests, and recited prayers in a low voice. The collective low sound was like a heavy ringing bell, buzzing and deafening, giving the night a strange and solemn atmosphere.
Even outside players cannot resist and are immersed in this mysterious and strange collective consciousness.
They held the slip of paper Anna had given them, which contained the prayers that the believers were currently reciting.
The players read along in a low voice word by word, with some sincerity on their faces unknowingly, as if a magical attraction was confusing their consciousness.
During this, Anxi also lowered her head in a dignified manner, still muttering in a low voice:
"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flowers, belly..."
"God of disguise, if you are really effective, you will fulfill my wish to have a good meal. I have lost almost ten pounds since I came to this crappy game. If you can really fulfill my wish, I will be a vegetarian for the rest of my life." ...Forget it, a combination of meat and vegetables.
Amen, Amitabha, the God of Infinite Blessings. "
After saying this, Zheng Jia, who was standing aside and stumbling while reading the prayers, couldn't help turning his head and whispered: "You... are both Amen and Amitabha. Your beliefs seem a bit mixed? Can it still work?" ?”
"Don't talk nonsense, gods are not that stingy." Anxi still prayed devoutly.
"Okay, then after you pray, remember to look for their boss." Zheng Jia still remembered the information it revealed when they interrogated the white-skinned man in the house.
The white-skinned people imitated the townspeople and occupied the town, and they also came up with the idea of developing tourism to attract outsiders. Such an action could never be done by a piece of sand. There must be an instigator behind it.
According to the information revealed by the white-skinned man in Zheng Jia's house, their boss has three characteristics.
First, the profession is rather special.
Second, it is unwilling to attract attention and has a low-key personality.
The third is that its disguise is very successful, its nose, eyes and mouth are all normal, unlike some dummies that make weird mistakes.
Based on these three points, Anxi selected two people in this ceremony.
The first person is a brown-haired woman about 160cm tall, with single eyelids and thin lips, who looks extremely indifferent and deserted.
The second person also has brown hair. He is a man about 175cm tall with slightly droopy eyes. He looks gentle and distant.
In addition to the two of them, there are also a few townspeople with normal faces, but their appearance is either too gorgeous or too agile, which does not meet the low-key personality.
So Anxi only focused on these two brown-haired men and women for the time being.
Next, she just had to wait for the opening ceremony of the disguise festival to end, and then she, Zheng Jia, and Chu Qingyan would go to inquire about and observe their daily work.
"But why are we looking for their boss? Anyway, there is no danger anymore. Why don't we just stay here for five days?" Zheng Jia asked with some doubts. If it were him, he would be able to defeat him. It will never move.
"Just in case, what if they go back on their word and let us go on the fifth day?"
"That's right." Zheng Jia suddenly realized, "You are still thoughtful."
An Qian nodded and accepted Zheng Jia's compliment.
In fact, Anxi's worries are not without trace.
She was targeted by the black and red tentacles on the way here. It was difficult not to ensure that the mysterious power would not cause trouble in the dungeon. Just in case, she still had to prepare an extra hand.
"Then what should we do if...what you said really happens?" Zheng Jia began to worry after hearing An Qian's words.
"Kill out."
Anxi replied mercilessly: "I just experimented with the restaurant owner. The dummy successfully imitated humans and broke away from the appearance of the white-skinned man. It is no longer invulnerable. If we really want to get to the point I said, we can only choose this Method."
