Chapter 72 Thunder

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But just when the girl was ready to fight to the death, Wu Zetian's tone suddenly changed again and she said:

"That's all...that's all... these years, I have been in this hell in a haze. I can't remember anything. I forget every day as it passes. It always feels like only a few days have passed, but in the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed. Years... speaking of it, I don’t know how many years have passed in this world..."

There was a hint of melancholy in Wu Zetian's words, as if she was sighing or reminiscing, and she spoke very slowly and softly.

After sighing, she paused for a moment, and then said: "Here, you and I may be the only relatives. No matter what, it is always better than others, and it has been so long, and it is really wonderful to see you. Very kind."

Hearing the recollection and nostalgia in Wu Zetian's voice, the girl took over Wu Zetian's words in time and said:

"Yes, Yue'er was very touched when she saw the Queen Mother. Yue'er really misses the Queen Mother very much."

Hearing this, Wu Zetian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yue'er has also changed her gender. You wouldn't have said such things before, but... it's very good, very good."

After hearing the first half of this sentence, the girl froze up and a trace of cold sweat flowed from her forehead.

But after hearing the second half of the sentence, the girl was slightly relieved and breathed out gently, while keeping a smile on her face and not daring to say more.

As the saying goes: Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, so be careful at all times.

It is said that the king is moody and brings disaster, as if he is staying next to a tiger.

Today, the girl really used her own experience to clearly learn and feel the profound meaning of this sentence.

Wu Zetian naturally had no way of knowing what the girl was thinking.

But when she saw the girl's smiling face without any other expression, she was immediately very satisfied.

Then, she continued to use her unique slow tone and said leisurely:

"You and I have seen it before. There are a thousand people here who are destined to be emperors. Among these thousand people, it is easy to pick out ten for you and me."

"..." The girl still didn't know what to say, so she could only remain silent.

Fortunately, Wu Zetian did not ask the girl to answer. She just paused and continued to speak slowly:

"This time, I understand. If I can really return to the earth as an emperor, then... I will pass the throne to you!"

The girl immediately bent her waist deeper, buried her head lower, and said loudly with joy: "Thank you, Mother!"

Her posture was forced to be fake, but the joy on her face was not a disguise.

Although, this is just a copy of the game.

What happened next, whether this character was passed on to the throne and became emperor or whether he was killed and killed, had nothing to do with her, so she didn't need to care too much.

However, it is obvious that Wu Zetian's current attitude has already shown that in this game, the girl has a very powerful backer.

With such a powerful backer, even if one of his teammates dies, thinking about it, he can easily bulldoze this dungeon, right?

This game can be declared officially over after this second.

Following Wu Zetian, the girl felt proud and had a smile on her face.

. . . . .

Back to Li Yan and Qian Pangpang, they were cleaning the battlefield.

In fact, it cannot be said that the player who just died left nothing behind. At the very least, all the props he collected in this dungeon fell down.

A few thunder talismans, a few tributes, and a furnace of incense ashes.

They are all dungeon props whose attributes cannot be identified and cannot be brought out of the dungeon.

However, these things can still bring a lot of convenience to Li Yan and the others.

At the very least, the necessary items were provided for the two of them to prepare for what was to come.

The reason why Li Yan came to the Dragon King Temple was to get shelter and have a little rest. He also hoped to replenish some incense ash to prepare for avoiding ghosts later.

Secondly, it is also to pray for rain and make the entire copy temporarily more relaxed.

It's not a problem to be haunted by ghosts all the time. It's also convenient when fighting if you meet other players.

Otherwise, during the battle, you have to be careful of ghost attacks from time to time, which will also affect your performance.

As mentioned before, compared to other Taoist temples and temples, the Dragon King Temple is slightly special.

Players can offer tributes to the Dragon King Temple to pray for rain from the Dragon King.

And if you are lucky, after praying for rain successfully, there is a certain chance that a thunderstorm will occur.

The weak ghosts will hide and never appear again; the powerful evil ghosts will also be afraid of thunder and lightning and will not dare to pursue strangers too fiercely.

If you are very lucky, you may even see dragon shadows tumbling among the clouds in the sky.

The dragon shadow will randomly kill a certain number of ghosts, and at the same time, the entire ghost town will be in a clear state without any ghosts for several hours.

What Li Yan and the two wanted was the writhing dragon shadow that needed luck the most.

In order to achieve this effect, Li Yan never forgot to collect various tributes along the way.

Although the weather you will get when praying for rain largely depends on your appearance.

But if there are too many tributes, the probability will be slightly increased, so the more tributes, the better.

At this time, Li Yan and his wife placed various tributes on the table, including five steamed buns and five apples. Four were placed at the bottom and one at the top. They were patterned and placed on both sides.

A large bunch of grapes and a plate of pastries placed slightly toward the middle.

And placed in the center is a huge, complete pig's head.

After placing the tributes, Li Yan took out three sticks of incense, lit them on the burning candle on the altar table, and held them in his hand.

These three sticks of incense are not the game props with attributes that Li Yan got before. They are just ordinary items in the game, the same as tributes, incense ashes and the like, and cannot be taken out of this game's copy.

This kind of ordinary incense, according to players' experiments, can generally only be used to pray for rain in the Dragon King Temple.

It is of little use if used in other Taoist temples and temples.

At most, there is a small probability that the protection time of that Taoist temple or temple will last for just a few more minutes.

However, when the new district was about to open, Li Yan vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a player in the old district with a great imagination, who forced Liu Bei to take incense and go to Guandi Temple to burn incense to the statue of Guan Gong.

As a result, the next second, the player was ejected from the copy for some reason.

According to the system log, this player was [? ? ? ] Killed.

He was killed either by a player or by an NPC whose name was displayed as a string of question marks.

That player seemed to be a little master. He was about to push the dungeon, but he died inexplicably at the end of the dungeon. This was unacceptable to that player.

So he was very angry and went directly to the game forum to post a complaint, saying that he had encountered a bug and asking the game company for compensation.

How could the official "Infinity" care about him?

He was dismissed immediately with the message "After system testing, the game data is all normal. Players please feel free to play the game."

He even thought that the player was making trouble unreasonably and issued a serious warning.

Because he was afraid that his account would be banned if he continued to make trouble, the player had no choice but to settle the matter, delete the post, and retreat in despair.

However, this incident still spread.

This player is called "Brother Shangxiang", and you can often see his ghost videos in the ghost section of the player forum.

"Look at this incense stick, it's long and wide; just like this statue, it's big and round..."

"Only Guan Gong can understand my song "Feed the Dog"!

"I am the most slutty Shangxiang brother in "Infinite"!"

Countless funny videos and interesting lyrics have been widely circulated in an instant.

Most players think that the story about Brother Shangxiang is just made up by him, and most of the ghost stories are meant to be ridiculing.

There are also some players who have tried it in the game.

But the chance of such an event happening is too small. First of all, in this dangerous dungeon, it is already very difficult to keep yourself alive until the end.

At the same time, Liu Bei also needs to not die in this copy and successfully survive to the end.

You know, Liu Bei is usually just a scattered mortal, the best luck is one or two stars. Usually he is one of the first artillery NPCs to die.

Both the player and Liu Beineng are still alive, which is quite difficult.

Moreover, players are also required to find Liu Bei among the nearly a thousand people and bring him to Guan Gong Temple.

At the same time, be careful that Liu Bei may be a player to avoid stabbing you in the back.

This is really a difficult task to find a needle in a haystack.

Finally, make sure that there are no other players in the Guan Gong Temple, or that other players will not disturb you.

All in all, few players can do it.

Even if one or two sporadic players did it and tried to vindicate Brother Shangxiang, in the general environment of doubts, they would eventually be overwhelmed by the wave of people and not make any waves.

As for the follow-up, since Li Yan had moved to a new area, he did not continue to pay attention.

Putting back his surging thoughts, Li Yan took the lit incense and straightened it out.

Suddenly, Li Yan seemed to have thought of something. He turned back to look at Qian Pangpang behind him and asked:

"Fat brother, are you lucky? How about you come?"

Qian Pangpang looked at Li Yan doubtfully and was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

(⊙v⊙)Huh?

After a while, he asked doubtfully: "Ah? Shall I do it?"

"Yes, are you coming?" Li Yan nodded, with a look of approval.

"I clearly remember that among us, you have the best luck? I'm not a chief, what am I doing here?" Qian Pangpang's face seemed to be filled with question marks.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot to mention it." Li Yan patted his head and continued:

"That's right. I'm asking for a thunderstorm. That's why I asked you to come because you're unlucky."

"Hmm? Why?" The puzzlement on Qian Pangpang's face became more serious, and his eyes seemed to turn into question marks.

Li Yan shrugged, spread his hands, and said helplessly:

"How come we, the European Emperor, are so unlucky to be struck by lightning? Of course you, the non-chiefs, are often struck by lightning. Look at your dark faces. Are they all caused by lightning?"

"Wori Xingjing??? What do you think of Nima???"

Qian Pangpang's eyes widened and he rolled up his sleeves. He looked like he was going to kill someone.

"Just kidding, just kidding..." Li Yan quickly waved his hand and smiled to express that he was joking.

"Are you all infected by the Drunken Sword Immortal? That guy is like a husky. Why do you want to imitate him? Really..."

Seeing Li Yan waving his hands in a panic, Qian Pangpang was also tired and too lazy to make a fuss, so he reluctantly calmed down.

At the same time, while muttering, he snatched the incense from Li Yan's hand and prepared to burn it himself.

Qian Pangpang walked to and stood in front of the Dragon King's statue, facing the Buddha statue, holding incense in both hands and looking respectful.

The four fingers of the right hand overlap and cover the left hand, with the thumbs of both hands facing each other. Hold the incense body between your index and middle fingers, and use your thumb to hold the end of the incense.

Then, Pangpang Qian began to burn incense, with his head slightly lowered and his eyes looking straight at the Buddha statue. At the same time, he held the incense high with both hands, level with his brows.

At the same time, Qian Qianpangpang looked serious and said loudly: "I beg the Dragon King for rain!"

Then he bent down, bowed ninety degrees, stood up again, and said loudly: "I beg the Dragon King for rain!"

After going back and forth three times, Qian Pangpang stepped forward and gently inserted the three sticks of incense in his hand into the incense burner that had been placed on the altar table.

Then, Qian Pangpang still lowered his head, facing the Dragon King's statue, and slowly took three steps back.

After doing all this, Qian Pangpang finally raised his head, straightened up, and took a deep breath.

Afterwards, Qian Pangpang looked at the sky outside the Dragon King Temple and saw that the sky was still gloomy and there was no sign of rain.

He couldn't help but said "Hey" in joy and said: "It seems that my face is not very dark. At least I am not so unruly as to be struck by lightning, right?"

As he spoke, Qian Pangpang turned around and faced Li Yan, laughing and shaking his neck with a stern look on his face.

But just after I finished speaking, the next second!

"Crack!!!"

A thunder exploded instantly!

The thunder seemed to be ringing in the ears, making people's heads hurt.

The dazzling light caused by thunder and lightning made Qian Pangpang and Li Yan's eyes hurt.

The sound and the thunder seemed to be right above the heads of Li Yan and Li Yan, as if they were coming towards them.

Wow!

Along with the thunder and lightning, the heavy rain covered the sky and poured down from the sky instantly.

Drops of heavy raindrops hit the tiles on the roof of the Dragon King Temple hard, making a clanking sound.

Looking out from the house, the rain curtain is almost continuous, like a waterfall, making it impossible to see the scenery outside.

"I... I'm... not just a black-faced person, right? Am I... hiding so much private money that even God... can't stand it?"

Along with the sound of the heavy rain, Qian Pangpang's crying voice was somewhat unclear.

But listening to them together, they surprisingly highlighted his misery.