Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 62 Deep Underground
Taking a deep breath, Wang Huai felt that this was the reason why he failed the test of [Never Forget], so he only got some clues to the truth when he was dying.

And according to the last description, he either confused reality and illusion, or really turned into a fish.

In any case, it has nothing to do with that Sea God Temple.

After thinking for a while, Wang Huai decisively chose to visit the Sea God Temple as his real simulation object.

The surrounding environment was distorted for a while, and after returning to normal, Wang Huai found that he was already standing on the boat, and in front of him was a new island with a circle of floating boards.

The material of the floating board is extremely strong, the material is good, and the density is very low, which is very suitable for building the foundation of the island.

In the middle of the floating board, a not-so-large shrine was placed on the floating board, and a group of demon monks stood guard here, preventing anyone from approaching.

Walking forward, Wang Huai immediately asked one of the monks, "What day is it now?"

"The ninth day of August." The other party replied immediately.

"The day after tomorrow... when was this shrine brought up?"

"It was caught yesterday."

"Understood, I'll go in and have a look, you stay here and don't let anyone get close."

Wang Huai walked into it and closed the door forcefully.

The entire shrine is built with black reefs, dark and damp inside, with an unbearable fishy smell.

The corridor in front of him was dark and damp, as straight as a sheep's intestines, leading to an unknown place.

And from the outside, this Sea God Temple seems to be only a dozen square meters.

But the inside is extremely spacious, seemingly boundless, as if someone folded this space, making the temple like a huge maze.

Relying on the real simulation, Wang Huai rushed all the way, when he heard a series of murmurs on the road.

"God of the sea, I, Zhao Si, am willing to sacrifice everything to bless us with fish every year, and fish every year."

"God of the sea, I, Wang Wu, are willing to sacrifice everything to bless us with fish every year, and fish every year."

Hearing these voices, Wang Huai felt himself in a trance.

In front of him, a half-human, half-snake woman appeared in a trance.

The upper body of the woman is a human, the lower body is a snake, and the hair dragging behind her is as blue as the waves of the sea, floating in the air.

Seeing the other party, Wang Huai suddenly had an inexplicable throbbing, as if he saw his mother, and also seemed to see the person he trusted the most.

Looking at the other party, Wang Huai had a feeling that as long as he kneels in front of the other party and accepts the other party wholeheartedly, then he will usher in great relief and great freedom.

Give up one's spirit and soul, completely give one's will to the other party, then one will never have pain, only endless happiness.

Walking forward slowly, when Wang Huai was about to touch the opponent's outstretched arm, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and the blood from his mouth shot out like a sharp arrow, hitting the opponent's face.

Afterwards, the golden bell was activated, and the muscles of the whole body were entwined as one, grabbing the center line, stepping into the palace, and leaving a clear footprint on the ground with every step.

He rushed in front of the opponent in three steps, and Wang Huai punched out, hitting the opponent's door.

The woman who was hit still had a peaceful smile on her face, and the love in her eyes remained unchanged.

A large amount of white mist flew out from the hole in the face, and the whole figure slowly dissipated, leaving only a pool of white fine sand on the ground.

When the woman left, Wang Huai also sat on the ground and began to gasp for breath.

The confrontation just now was just a blink of an eye, but it made him feel like he was walking on the line of life and death.

The other party's own strength is not strong, what's scary is the pervasive sense of tolerance.

A slight slack in the will will be swallowed up, and then the mind will be full of the other party.

"What is that? Sea God? If it's really Sea God, then it really needs to be banned."

This kind of thing, if you get a little contaminated, you will be bewitched, and you will eventually become a walking dead who only knows how to pray.

Let this kind of thing go, and in the end, everyone is immersed in an inextricable dream until the end of the body is ushered in.

But what makes Wang suspicious is that the gods shouldn't be so short-sighted and directly convey the happiness that mortals can't bear.

"What's wrong with this sea god?"

Looking at the dark corridor ahead, Wang Huai knew that if he continued to move forward, he would face even more depraved challenges.

The self in the simulation should have retreated at this time, but was still polluted by the sound, and eventually degenerated into a fish.

However, relying on the real simulation, Wang Huai still rushed forward, singing "The Most Dazzling National Style" in his heart, and kept moving forward.

Against the increasingly intense murmurs, he suddenly found that there was no way out.

A huge deep pit appeared at the end of the road. The huge deep pit seemed to go straight to the end of hell, and it was impossible to see what was underneath.

After hesitating for a while, Wang Huai jumped down directly, adjusted his posture in mid-air, and prepared to meet the collision below.

He has the Pan Gu Spiritual Liquid in his body, as long as he doesn't fall to his death immediately, he can recover quickly, and then know what's down there.

Accompanied by the whistling wind, Wang Huai felt that he was falling faster and faster.

A few seconds later, the impact hit, and Wang Huai, who had been prepared for a long time, turned over on his side, and he showed the force-reducing skills he learned from Uncle Duan to the fullest.

The perfect rollover resolved the impact when he landed, but still caused his legs to break, and he lay on the ground for a quarter of an hour before fully recovering.

Standing up, with superhuman vision, Wang Huai saw the situation here.

people.

People are everywhere.

Tens of thousands of people are piled up here, and each person is like a salute on the pier, listed here without dignity.

Their skulls were opened and their contents emptied, leaving only an empty brain.

But to Wang Huai's horror, this group of people were actually laughing.

Even though their bodies are piled up, their limbs are twisted, and their brains are pulled out, they are still laughing.

Their smiles are quiet and peaceful, full of joy.

But the happier they laughed, the more terrifying Wang Huai felt.

They can no longer be called human beings.

Just a bunch of stuff.

Before Wang Huai recovered from the shock, he saw a dazzling white light appear in front of his eyes.

A monk who was completely composed of light, as crystal clear as glass, appeared in front of him, his appearance was blurred, and he couldn't see his true face clearly.

Behind the monk, a few guys wrapped in red robes and with strange runes on their faces stood there, whispering prayers in their mouths.

Looking at Wang Huai who fell down, the monk asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"Sea God believer." Wang Huai said immediately.

Judging from the current situation, this group of people is obviously a believer of the Sea God, so those who directly say that they are believers of the Sea God should lie to a wave of information.

The monk on the opposite side looked at Wang Huai coldly, and suddenly shot out a divine light.

In front of Shen Guang, Zhen Guosi's cloak had no effect at all and was blown away, revealing Wang Huai's true face.

"Oh it's you!"

The monk on the opposite side showed a sinister smile, and several white lights were released from his body, completely piercing Wang Huai in front of him.

Wang Huai died.

(End of this chapter)