Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

After Shen Xingzhuo finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and only after realizing that the ghost story had no further objections did he slowly speak.

"This time—" she drawled, "the ghost stories are cunning."

【? ? ? 】

No, I made you start from the very beginning of the story, and your first sentence was that I was cunning???

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

The strange and eerie creature was enraged and sparks flew in the air.

Silver light surged within the dark clouds, yet it could not lock onto its target for a long time.

Damn it!

Shen Xingzhu did not violate the rules.

Therefore, even if it is involved, it cannot arbitrarily resort to vigilante justice!

Shen Xingzhuo caught a glimpse of the crackling arcs of electricity in the air out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"cough……"

"Let's get back to the main topic."

"The reason why I say ghost stories are cunning is because from the very beginning, after I entered into a ghost story, I was put into a different perspective."

Therefore, in the very beginning of the mission, I always thought that the mission of the ghost story was consistent with the name of the ghost story - "Guanyin Brocade", which required me to replicate the past glory of the Pei family within a limited time.

What's cunning is that this time even the rules given by the ghost stories...

It was also carried out step by step, closely following the reproduction of the Guanyin brocade.

She closed her eyes, sorting through the complex clues in her mind.

Inside the scene, each collected clue is written down on a corresponding card.

Shen Xingzhuo focused his attention, and the cards went from a chaotic state to a neat arrangement.

The text on the first card gradually enlarges.

She looked over, and the words "one pregnancy with nine babies" instantly caught her eye.

"In the beginning, I was Pei Yin, the eldest daughter of the Pei family, a woman who loved her son dearly."

I must devote all my energy to protecting my child's healthy growth.

The rules and hidden clues were all reminding me,

"If I'm not careful, my child could lose his life here at any moment."

Shen Xingzhuo placed her hand on her lower abdomen.

Although that childbirth was not real, it left her with an eternal phantom pain.

"For a woman to become a mother, the first hurdle she must overcome is actually the gates of hell."

"Therefore, when I took on the role of 'mother' as Pei Yin, I subconsciously trusted the guidance of the rules."

This is also the first deep pit prepared for the ghost story.

When my energy was focused on the contradiction between protecting the child's life and using the child's life to dye the Guanyin brocade, its purpose was achieved.

"But it miscalculated one thing—"

"A mother's love for her child is innate, and the alliance between a child and mother is also innate."

As he spoke, Shen Xingzhu shrugged, looking helpless, and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. Inhuman people just can't understand."

"That's why one wrong step led to another, and I truly got caught up in the story."

As soon as Shen Xingzhu finished speaking, the silver light in the sky almost blotted out the moon.

The entire ghost story was as bright as day.

The white light shone on Shen Xingzhuo's face, making her smile appear even more cunning.

"Look at you, you get all worked up as soon as someone tells the truth. How about... I teach you to recite the Meditation Sutra?"

Shen Xingzhu blinked, but the smile on her face disappeared.

Ghost stories and eeriness are not something to be taken lightly.

She couldn't go too far, lest the other party try to cheat again.

She cleared her throat again and continued:

"Liu Jin's first appearance was as Pei Shiquan, vying for the naming rights of Xi'er."

This is really misleading; it made me think it was a story about family oppression and the exploitation of women in a society…”

"Even Xi'er's first cry made me feel like it was a form of resistance."