The male supporting character was actually myself.

"That sounds really good. Have you ever witnessed any miracles performed by angels?" Qin Xiaoyao replied casually, thinking to herself, "I've signed a soul contract with Mr. Demon. He's the one who performs miracles!"

Sun Dieqi was slightly taken aback and shook her head in disappointment.

If only miracles truly existed, I could escape my inferior status and become an ordinary person free from discrimination.

Grandma was framed for stealing, even though the witnesses and physical evidence were all fake and contradictory.

But because the old lady refused to hand over her beautiful aunt to the rich man in town, the whole family was falsely accused of receiving stolen goods and imprisoned.

I was only five years old then, and before I could even formally step into that beautiful and bright school, I was plunged into the abyss.

I attended a special school from a young age and had to undergo genetic testing every year to determine the level of risk.

It's really hard to be ridiculed and discriminated against.

She wanted to stand out and climb higher. Once she became a new A-list star, she could walk the red carpet and enter high-society gatherings, where she would have the chance to get in touch with the benefactor who would clear her family's name!

Therefore, she didn't care about the other actors' teasing; she was shameless and even brazen, and would agree to any conditions.

Even if it's a frame-up, taking advantage of someone's misfortune on the runway!

How could there be miracles in this filthy world?

If there truly are supernatural miracles, then they must be the devil's paradise.

"Who says that the existence of angels necessarily means the existence of miracles?" Adele sat in front of the big screen with her head tilted, a faint smile on her face as she sighed, "Humans are such strange creatures, killing and exploiting each other, placing their hopes for changing everything on illusory miracles. It's really laughable."

A boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old turned to look at her upon hearing this, "Andelina, can you only grant my wish?"

“I’ve answered this question for you many times, child.” She lowered her head, her eyes filled with tenderness as she patiently explained, “I am your guardian angel. Only you can see me and pray to me.”

The boy frowned in resentment. "Then why can't my wish be granted? I want this world to be at peace forever!"

Andrea's smile softened, and the holy light surrounding her captivated everyone who looked at her. She said softly, "Child, there is no war in this world. It is very, very peaceful."

“No.” The boy shook his head, his eyes resolute in his opposition: “The peace you speak of is merely a facade.”

The people of thirty-nine countries are all deceived by illusions; we are trapped in a giant cage, at their mercy. There is no freedom, no hope, and even those who dare to speak the truth are captured and slaughtered!

The people of District Twelve were enslaved, and no one cared whether they lived or died.

This world shouldn't be like this. It should be a place where the young are educated and the elderly are cared for, a place of freedom and hope!

What a stubborn child.

An Dailin thought helplessly, but didn't know how to fool him.

Innocent children always grow up. Once they start thinking, they easily become obsessed with material things. Money and desire are the most likely things to corrupt and degrade a beautiful soul.

If Jiang Jinfeng were to fall into depravity too quickly, and I hadn't yet accumulated enough power, I could very well face utter ruin...

"What can I do?" She sat on the floor, cupping her face in her hands, and sighed softly as she looked at the boy's slightly immature face. "I can only grant you small wishes, like changing the world... perhaps you'll need the help of a demon."

demon?

Upon hearing these two taboo words uttered by the guardian angel, Jiang Jinfeng's eyes widened immediately. "Is what Qin Xiaoyao said true? Is it really possible for someone to summon a demon?"

Andrea nodded, adding in her mind: She successfully summoned a very interesting little devil.

"No, no way!" He shook his head, rejecting the other party's suggestion, and muttered under his breath, "The legendary demons are all terrifying creatures that crave slaughter. If we really summon a demon, it will be the end of the world."

I want to save the world from its illness, not destroy it.

Normally, demons are people who enjoy killing and are happy to bring about the end of the world, but that little demon was clearly a little different...

Andrea cupped her face in her hands and began to drift off into thought, suddenly missing the taste of strawberry ice cream.

Does he like strawberries?

Next time, bring something new; maybe the little devil will like it?

As she thought about it, Andrea realized she couldn't wait until tomorrow.

She was very lonely and isolated. From the moment she was born, she could only stay by the side of this little child and watch him grow up little by little. The days of coaxing the child every day were very boring.

The little devil is different; chatting with him is much more fun than coaxing a child!

"Do you really want to save the world?" She stood up, spread her wings shrouded in holy light, and said softly with a smile, "Perhaps I can help you realize this enormous wish, but you'll have to wait patiently."

Jiang Jinfeng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. "Really? Where are you going?"

"Go find a friend to help!" She flapped her wings, flew to the mirror, spun around, changed into a luxurious white dress, lifted the hem of her dress, and flew out of the window, leaving the boy standing in front of the big screen, holding a cat, looking completely bewildered.

Are the guardian angel's friends other angels?

The long underground passage finally came to an end, and Qin Xiaoyao easily pushed aside a stone slab with the help of Mr. Devil.

"Huh? How come it's you two?" Wang He was startled. He looked closely and saw that Qin Xiaoyao and Sun Dieqi, covered in dust, had crawled out from under the moved stone slab. He quickly went to help them. "We don't know where Liu Yihong went. We two sneaked over here to look for clues in the ancestral hall. Zeng Hao went to find him."

Sun Dieqi hurriedly explained, "There's a secret passage under the bed in the bridal chamber; we found our way here by feeling our way. Why did the Qian family extend the secret passage to the ancestral hall? Could there be another secret passage here?"

The flickering flames cast a dim light, making the ancestral tablets and statues appear somewhat eerie and terrifying.

"After I climbed out of the river, my flashlight probably got wet, so it's unusable now." Fangfei carefully held up an oil lamp to illuminate a painting hanging on the wall in front of her. "I'm a little nearsighted, so I can't see it very clearly, but the background of this painting feels a bit familiar."

Qin Xiaoyao casually patted the dirt off her clothes and leaned closer to examine it carefully.

"It's just a very ordinary landscape painting. I don't see anything familiar about it." Wang He shook his head, indicating that he didn't recognize it. "Did you see a similar painting elsewhere when you were searching for clues at the Qian residence?"

Seeing that they couldn't come to a conclusion, Jiang Chen had no choice but to remind them so as not to waste time, "The background in the painting is a mass grave, which should be an indication of the identity of the zombie in the nameless tomb."

Chapter Fourteen: All Gathered

After discussion among several people and based on numerous clues collected, they finally concluded that a general was originally buried in the nameless tomb.

Because the descendants were idle and did not work properly, the family business declined. Not only did they sell the ancestral property to the Qian family, but even the guardian beast in front of the general's tomb was taken away by Old Master Qian and placed in the Qian family's ancestral grave to ward off evil and protect the fortune.

The large tomb, neglected by its descendants, gradually fell into disrepair and slowly became a mass grave.

The eldest son of the Qian family married seven brides, all of whom died tragically. They had no marital relations and could not have children. Therefore, according to custom, the brides who died tragically on their wedding night were simply buried in a mass grave.

The bride was tragically murdered on what should have been the most auspicious day of her life. This dramatic turn of events fueled her resentment, causing the already resentful general's corpse, which had lost its tomb guardian beast and was filled with evil energy, to undergo a zombie transformation.

That is, the terrifying zombie they encountered in the moat.

Qin Xiaoyao frowned slightly and hesitated, "I feel like the logic doesn't quite make sense. If the bride's resentment gave birth to zombies, then where did their bodies go? We dug up seven graves and didn't even find a single bone."

"According to the tradition of Peach Blossom Town, the burial must be witnessed by many people to make it impossible to fake. But there's no rule against secretly digging them up after burial. Think about the ghost brides we saw; they must be trying to help us provide some clues to solve the mystery. It's very likely that the disappearance of the brides' bodies is related to a core secret!"

"So there were so many hidden stories. Then, why did the zombies, now that they've become powerful, come after the Qian family?" Sun Dieqi, holding the wide sleeves of her bride's wedding dress, speculated, "Could it be that the corpses have all turned into zombies, and they still remember the Qian family taking away the tomb guardian beast, and are coming to take revenge?"

Wang He shook his head in disagreement, "It's definitely not that simple. When we saw the zombie in the moat, its movements were so decisive that it was heading straight for the Qian Mansion. I'm more inclined to believe that something here is attracting the zombie."

"What's there to guess? Isn't it all arranged by the director?" The fluffy little thing, hiding under its black wings with only its round head peeking out, glanced at the venomous snake coiled around its host's wrist, motionless, and then boldly complained, "Instead of wasting time, we should hurry up and find some glutinous rice, black donkey hooves, or something to keep the zombie at bay."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh and said, "Oh, Xiao Bai, you know quite a lot. You even know about black donkey hooves?"

The little white cat puffed out its chest, its face full of smugness, "That's right! I'm not just a nobody on the forum, I've learned a lot of tricks! I even used an auxiliary system to enter tomb raiding scenarios and work as an assistant to the tomb raiders, and I even posted some informational posts about it."

However, that auxiliary system is probably just a useless piece of junk, expecting to coast and win without any real knowledge of feng shui or anything of value. It's just full of pretentious nonsense to fool newbies.

"What's the point of fooling newbies on the forum if the auxiliary system doesn't get any benefits? What's the point?"

"Of course it's for fun." The fluffy ball rubbed its face against his wing and chuckled, "No other auxiliary system can live as happily as a cat. They can only find joy in their misery. Fooling newbies into worshipping them satisfies their vanity!"

Just as Jiang Chen was about to make another joke, he suddenly sensed something and turned to look.

"Clap!"

A drop of viscous, pale yellow liquid fell onto the long table used for offerings, but it went unnoticed by the group engaged in a heated discussion.

He spread his wings, flew over, took a closer look, and gasped in shock.

It has to be said that game designer Qiao Yi is indeed quite skilled; at least the horror and creepiness aspects are handled very well.

Before the little white cat could come over to watch the commotion and start chattering, Jiang Chen spread his wings and flew back.

A mischievous thought instantly popped into his head; he was eager to see how this Easter egg would elicit reactions from others.

"Clap!"

Another drop of viscous liquid fell, even more viscous than the previous one, and the sound was a bit louder.

Wang He was the first to alert, "Shh! Did you hear anything?"

The other three quickly fell silent and looked around warily. Qin Xiaoyao's palms were sweating as she quietly gripped the dagger tightly.

"Clap!"

The viscous, pale yellow liquid dripped again, which Wang He noticed. "It looks like that over there..."

He looked over and saw that while he was collecting clues, someone had casually placed an oil lamp near a statue. Now, the leaping flames were scorching the statue's exposed hand, and a layer of some unknown substance was melting and dripping a viscous liquid.

"Strange, can a sculpture melt?"

"These should be statues of the Qian family's ancestors, right?"

"It melted? Was it a wax figure?"

…………

The four people gathered around and stared at the sculpture whose stiff hand was gradually melting away, whispering among themselves.

Viewers watched from a first-person perspective and also shared their guesses in the comments.

"The prop makers at the fashion show are really amazing; these props look just like the real thing."

"To be honest, these things are all mass-produced in factories using standardized molds. They are simply dressed up in different outfits for different scenes. It's very simple."

"You can tell it's a mass-produced product just by looking at the stiff hands; it might just be the cheapest plastic doll inside."

"Plastic dolls are even more creepy in this kind of gloomy and terrifying scene, aren't they?"

"Since they can be melted, it means there are clues on the sculpture. Now let's see how they bake the wax figures one by one..."

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While controlling the comments, the fluffy little dumpling peeked at the melting statue and meowed, "It suddenly reminds me of a horror wax museum. After it melts in the fire, won't there be corpses inside?"

At this point, its fur bristled up again, making it look even rounder, and its soft, sweet voice trembled as it said, "Could the eldest young master of the Qian family, who looks like a paper effigy, be a pervert?"

I... I remember we encountered a super pervert in one of our mission worlds who liked to turn pretty girls into specimens!

Could he have secretly dug up the bride's body and made it into a wax figure?

"It can't be that extreme, can it?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly at the thought of such a fantasy scenario, feeling like the devil himself was about to fall apart.