The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

Jadeite?

Zhang Wenhao was taken aback, initially thinking it was some new prop.

It took him a while to recall that it must have been the fox spirit jade that the scholar Wenqu had once given him.

Upon opening the panel, it was indeed no longer in my inventory.

As I was thinking this, the narration abruptly stopped.

The next scene shows the wedding ceremony.

Large red lanterns were hung high, stretching from the main gate of the Huo residence all the way to the main hall.

Friends and relatives on both sides cheered, and the whole house was bathed in festive red.

The bride, dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, was helped by two wedding attendants as she walked unsteadily into the hall.

Her mother sat beside her, sobbing uncontrollably.

The groom stood in the center of the main hall, a red flower pinned to his chest, his young face flushed red in the candlelight.

He held a red silk ribbon in his hand, and the other end of the ribbon was held by the bride.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

The emcee's voice was loud and clear, cutting through the noisy crowd.

"Bowing to the parents a second time!"

She knelt down, her knees landing on the soft cushion.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

The bride knelt and turned around, staring blankly through the chain at the grinning groom.

She hadn't seen his face clearly yet.

He stood there stunned for a few seconds.

The matchmaker whispered in her ear, urging, "Boyhead, headhead, bow to each other."

She didn't move.

The matchmaker grew anxious and pressed down hard on her shoulder.

She mustered a strange strength from somewhere, broke free, and shouted.

"I won't marry him!"

......

"Mother, I don't want to marry him, why!"

"Why? Our whole family moved to the provincial capital to support your education, just so you could defy us? Which sage's book taught you that!"

"No, I won't marry him!"

"You won't marry him? To tell you the truth, your father accepted 200 taels of silver from them and agreed to let you take him as a concubine!"

"Wasn't that money earned by Father through business? I don't believe it! Let me see Father!"

"See him? Hmph, you're not going anywhere. Stay here and reflect on your actions!"

......

【The solitary spirit of cultivation, you have awakened from your slumber】

When I woke up, it was already evening.

Note that leaving your ancestral home will weaken the power of the incense offerings to some extent.

Is there another weakening?

However, without actually going inside, some of the stats don't seem to matter that much.

The teleportation from the anchor point and the transformation of the incense bearer are his main methods.

Looking around, it seemed that his idol was in a small room.

The door was locked from the outside, and even the windows were nailed shut.

The once festive red flowers and long couplets now exude a suffocating oppression.

Beside the bed was Wei Hongyao, her red dress stained with tears.

She wiped away her tears, clutching the jade tightly in her hand.

"Lord Earth God," she whispered, her voice drowned out by the crackling of the wedding candles.

"When I was little, I was ignorant and broke your base. Please, my prayers are answered, save me."

You're worshipping the wrong deity! Go worship this statue instead!

Zhang Wenhao listened to her pleas through the screen and couldn't help but think to himself, "What the hell?"

Thinking this way, he still decided to show himself first.

[Ding! You have triggered the idol anchor point]

[Did it trace back to the ancient temple?]

You selected "yes".

[You have failed. The statue itself is damaged and cannot be used as an anchor point for teleportation.]

???

Zhang Wenhao was completely baffled.

What the hell?

Didn't we agree that we would only weaken the numerical values, not the mechanics?

[Ding! Damage detected to the statue. Would you like to attempt repair?]

Upon seeing this narration, Zhang Wenhao's initial displeasure turned into a pleasant surprise.

You selected "yes".

You failed.

[And you're just a wooden sculpture, without hands, how can you repair a statue?]

"Damn it!"

Zhang Wenhao could no longer hold back and blurted out a curse.

The familiar probing questions, the familiar sarcastic remarks.

Zhang Wenhao stared at the line of narration on the screen, his teeth itching with rage.

He was thinking of trying to transform into Ah Yun's body and then run all the way from Qingdeng Village to rescue her.

After all, the background information stated that she was simply detached from worldly affairs, not that she had passed away.

Just as she was pondering this, the jade in Wei Hongyao's hand suddenly lit up in the scene.

The once unremarkable piece of jade was now emitting a faint glow from within, as if something was about to emerge from it.

Wei Hongyao was startled by the sight and stopped crying.

"What...what is this?"

Her voice trembled, instinctively fearful, yet unwilling to abandon the jade.

The jade given to you by the scholar Wenqu has been given a new lease on life in Wei Hongyao's hands.

[Sealed within the jade is a fox spirit who has cultivated for three hundred years. She once owed a scholar her life, promising, "Bear this jade, and I will repay it with my life, until death do us part."]

Now, the jade shatters and the soul departs.

Soul out of body?

Is it a fox spirit?

The surface of the jade began to crack along the grain, and a dazzling light seeped out from it.

The crack grew larger and larger until the light emerging from it slowly outlined a blurry human figure.

As the light faded, a woman in white appeared in the boudoir.

She was extremely beautiful, and the allure in her foxy eyes was not the kind of beauty that comes from cosmetics, but rather a kind of aloofness and cool ethereal charm.

Wei Hongyao was stunned, frozen in place, unable to utter a single word.

"My lord, after all these years, you've finally thought of coming to marry me... Huh?"

"And who are you?"

The fox demon's eyes, which had been lowered in a smile, suddenly changed. "Where is that bookworm who saved me?"

Wei Hongyao knelt down with a thud, gritting her teeth as she said to herself, "Earth God, please save me."

Zhang Wenhao remained speechless, even through the screen.

Little sister, haven't you noticed that the idols you worshipped before were all men?

Does this person in front of me look like a local deity?

The fox demon's eyes flickered, but then sharpened.

"Fine, I don't care if you're a bookworm or whoever you are, as long as I kill you all, I won't get involved in any karma."

Her fingernails grew into three-inch-long claws, gleaming coldly in the candlelight.

"You...you monster, you're not the local deity!"

Wei Hongyao trembled all over and tried to back away, but found that her legs had gone weak.

The fox demon tilted her head, a slight smile appearing on her lips, but her hands did not pause for even a moment.

However, the expected splatter of blood did not appear.

A broken statue of a god had appeared between the two of them at some unknown time.

The fox demon's alluring eyes narrowed, and she retreated hastily.

"Who's playing tricks on me!"

Zhang Wenhao stared at the screen and breathed a sigh of relief.

[Relocation of the statue]

[Wherever your image is enshrined, you may descend upon it with a single thought, unhindered by mountains or rivers.]

Even without the ability to teleport from the anchor point, he has still become a land god, and his basic supernatural powers remain.

But at least some simple divine spells can be cast around the statue.

The fox demon stood in the center of the room, her eyes fixed on the statue, as if judging something. After a while, she looked away and turned her gaze back to the trembling Wei Hongyao.

"It turns out that the little child was protected by the local earth god. It really is true that the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple."

Her eyes sparkled, and her tone softened.