The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 239 The statue collapsed

audience:? ? ?
[Are you taking advantage of me here? Are you being polite? ]

[Qing Yuxian: Lawyer! Where is my lawyer? Believe it or not, I will find a lawyer to sue you! You robber!]

[After the host's series of cool moves, I'm a little curious about what good things the remaining two hells have! ]

Song Mang used the Qianyuan Ding to collect the nearby golden lotus fires, stepped on the bone staff and prepared to fly into the crack below to find the location of the next level of hell.

The sea of fire just now appeared directly from underground, and the other two hells are probably also under these cracks.

She also brought the weirdo with her.

But not long after they flew to the crack below, the nearby rocks shattered like mirrors.

Song Mang felt a sense of space squeezing on her body, and then she fell into darkness.

When the light returned in front of his eyes, Song Mang found that he was spit out by something and fell in front of the painted sculpture at the beginning.

This painted sculpture is more than ten meters high. It depicts the King of Hell with a ferocious look and wide-eyed anger. It is the first painted sculpture she encountered.

The sculpture's altar has been put back to its original position, with many more dishes and incense and candles lit on it.

Song Mang was surrounded by pitch black, with many eyes staring at her. She felt that the light came from the incense and candles on the altar.

"Why are you back?"

The strange man next to him looked around, came to Song Mang and whispered, "Boss, I released you early. I guess your destructive power is too strong!"

Song Mang curled his lips, his eyes still a little regretful, "I didn't even want to leave, why did you let me out early?"

Weird: "..."

audience:"……"

If you don't leave now, the space left by others will be hollowed out!
Not long after Song Mang finished speaking, she smelled the aroma of rice. The food on the table was particularly tempting.

She walked towards the altar unconsciously, picked up the chopsticks on the altar and wanted to eat directly.

"careful!"

Song Mang heard the Pixiu's shouting in his mind, "Don't eat it, there's something wrong with those things, they're for dead people to eat!"

Song Mang paused.

She held the chopsticks and looked down at the food, and saw that there was a strong ghost aura surrounding the food.

"call--!"

The soul of the little Pixiu came out for a while and helped her blow away some of the evil spirits on the food.

Song Mang saw that the food in front of him changed instantly, from delicious human dishes to plates of rotten meat infested with maggots, some of which were covered with green corpse hair.

When Song Mang saw the real appearance of the food, his stomach churned and he almost vomited.

However, she held back.

Not only did she hold it back, but there was no change in her facial expression as she just slowly put down her chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat?"

The sound of the sculptures echoed through the temple.

Song Mang chuckled, "I haven't eaten in the dungeon for too long. I was so hungry that I couldn't help but come over to get the chopsticks. But I suddenly remembered that this is your tribute. How can a human like me eat it casually?" "This is a reward from me."

The statue said, "These are delicacies from the immortals. After humans eat them, their cultivation will greatly increase. You can't help but want to eat them when you see them. That's a desire for power.

This kind of food full of fairy spirit is something that an ant like you will never be able to see even if you work hard all your life. Today, I am giving you a treat because I want to make peace with you."

Song Mang looked up at the sculpture with interest, "Oh? How about shaking hands and making peace? You must hate me to the core."

After Song Mang finished speaking, she found that this colored sculpture was too tall and too big, like a small mountain. She looked up, but felt as if she couldn't see the top of it.

Song Mang didn't like this feeling, so she flew up on the bone staff and came to the front of the sculpture's head, looking directly into the sculpture's copper bell-like eyes.

Rule 2: When you are judged, please do not look directly at God. Blasphemy will result in a heavy price.

There is a god above our head, but if he is unfair and unjust, what is the use of blasphemy?
She is her own god!
Song Mang chuckled, then suddenly jumped up and landed directly on top of the sculpture from the bone staff.

She raised her hand and summoned the bone staff into her hand, which turned into a nine-piece bone whip.

Song Mang waved the bone whip nonchalantly and said jokingly, "Why don't you say anything? How do you want to shake hands and make peace?
You targeting me like this has indeed caused me a lot of trouble, for example, my storage space is almost running out, and I can never use up all the treasures. "

Song Mang's behavior and words made the statue so angry that it was fuming and it wanted to slap her away.

But thinking of the damage caused by Song Mang, he took a deep breath and said, "Since you also want to shake hands and make peace, then come down first and let's have a drink.

After we drink, we can forget our grudges and laugh it off. From now on, you are not allowed to destroy any of my copies. I will not make things difficult for you and can even let you and your friends clear this copy."

Song Mang, however, sat cross-legged on top of the sculpture and said, "It must be tiring to climb up and down. Bring it to me to drink."

The sculpture could only roar at the weird creature below, "Idiot, what are you still standing there for? Bring the wine up to her!"

"Huh? Oh oh oh!"

The monster had been thinking about changing jobs, and only reacted when it heard the sculpture's roar.

He quickly took a glass of wine from the table, then floated to the top of the sculpture to find Song Mang.

"Boss, do you want to drink?"

When he handed over the wine glass, Song Mang noticed that this guy kept swallowing his saliva, as if he really wanted to drink.

Song Mang pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up and covered his stomach and said, "Ouch, my stomach hurts, I need to poop! It must be because I didn't poop when I went out today!"

Weird:? ? ?
Statue: !!!
The statue panicked when it saw Song Mang unbuttoning his pants. "Stop it! This is outrageous! Go find another place to solve it yourself!"

Song Mang paused and looked around blankly, "There's no toilet here, where can I go to relieve myself? Forget it, I'd better take care of it here!"

"Stop it!!!"

The roar of the collapsing statue was heard, "You dare to shit on my head! Get down, get down right now! I'll find you a room to deal with it!"

"Really?"

Song Mang rolled his eyes and said, "This is your place, will you peek at me when I go to the toilet? Anyway, if I go to the room, you will peek at me, and if I go here, you will also peek at me, so I might as well go here!"

"Do not--!!!"

The voice of the statue was trembling. "I have already ascended to heaven. Why am I spying on a mortal like you using the toilet? I am not interested! Get down here now! Come down!"

Suddenly, a light came on in a corner not far away, and a small compartment appeared there.

The statue collapsed and said, "I built a toilet for you, go there quickly! It's a flush toilet like you modern people are used to, hurry over! I promise I won't peek, and I won't let those weirdos peek!"