I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Warm lights illuminate the guest room. The walls are cold, but not as cold as the man in front of him.

The high priest's eyes were ice blue, his golden hair fell over his shoulders, and his thick eyelashes and thin eyebrows were also painted with a layer of gold.

His facial features conform to people's aesthetic of Western handsome men, with clear contours, like a stone statue, but his expression is too cold, so cold that there is no trace of humanity in him.

Especially when he wants to kill someone, the chill can penetrate people's pores into their hearts.

"hehe."

Ordinary people should be afraid, but Gao Liujing laughed, and frost gradually spread between his eyebrows and on his body.

The high priest did not continue to kill her. He took his hand off her neck and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Gao Liujing was shivering with cold, and her slightly pale lips curled up as she smiled, "I'm just laughing at myself for being so stupid. Until now, I still can't figure out why the high priest would cross the river and then destroy the bridge."

The high priest had to praise the woman's courage and said, "I chose to let you bring back the spirit boy to test your loyalty.

The people who died in the Raymond Hunting Spirit Branch this time were all Japanese employees, not a single foreigner. If you hadn't notified them in advance, how could they have transferred people away in advance?"

"And Raymond, his death was also the result of your bewitching beauty trick."

Very good, Gao Liujing breathed a sigh of relief, and said with appropriate sarcasm on his face: "If I were really an undercover, I would not let the foreign employees evacuate. The lives of those people are not as important as mine.

As for using the honey trap on Raymond, it is even more ridiculous. Don’t I even have the right to wear an evening gown? "

Gao Liujing shrugged and said, "These so-called flaws are just excuses for killing people that the high priest deliberately found because he doesn't trust me."

"..." The high priest did not answer, but stared at her, as if trying to find a flaw in that flawless face.

Gao Liujing glared back at him.

"Sorry, it seems I overthought it."

The high priest chose to believe her and said, "Half of the members of the Winter God Cult are undercover agents of the FBI. I must test those I want to trust."

The first test is to not meet up as agreed, and then suddenly take action and reveal that the other party is an undercover agent.

Many undercover agents would show expressions of panic and fear at that moment, and then turn into ice sculptures.

As for the second test, he never thought that an undercover agent could pass the first one, so he just said the second test on the spur of the moment, wanting to observe Gao Liujing's reaction.

What made him satisfied was that Gao Liujing handed in a test paper with full marks.

"I hope you will continue to serve the Cult of the God of Winter in the future."

"Please don't misunderstand me, High Priest. I just want to seek a breakthrough, not to be loyal to you."

Gao Liujing rubbed her neck gently. The coldness had disappeared when the misunderstanding was resolved, but her body temperature did not recover so quickly.

The high priest walked to the table, picked up the iron cage of the spirit boy and said, "You are very honest, and I can also tell you frankly that the purpose of the Winter God Sect is to enable people to break through their limits and continue to evolve.

As long as you stay in the sect, you can reach a higher level."

"Oh, really." Gao Liujing leaned against the wall, crossed his arms and asked, "When will we hold the next ceremony to worship the gods?"

The high priest paused and said truthfully, "Wait for the elders of the Spring God Cult to return the Ice Scepter left behind by the previous high priest."

"Is that scepter important?"

"The Ice Scepter is a sacred artifact that contains the will of the God of Winter. Now that we have the scepter, the sacrificial ceremony we will hold will not be targeted at one state, but will cover the entire United States."

Gao Liujing smiled and said, "That's great. If so many people die, we will definitely gain greater benefits."

The high priest raised his eyebrows, the air became colder, and he said in a teaching tone: "Jing, you must learn to respect human life and don't underestimate the importance of life."

Gao Liujing had a confused expression on her face. A man who pushed hundreds of millions of people into the abyss of death actually taught her to respect life?

"High Priest, we are probably not good people."

"That's a misunderstanding of the Winter God Cult by outsiders."

The high priest put down the iron cage of the spirit boy, sat on the bed, and thought it necessary to explain to her, "The so-called sacrificial ceremony is not that we sacrifice our lives to the God of Winter and get rewards.

The true meaning of the ritual is to accept the trial given to humans by the God of Winter. Those who pass the trial are not necessarily us who hold the ritual, but humans who are qualified to pass the trial and evolve. "

The high priest paused and said in a deep voice: "Everything I do is to prepare for the coming doomsday."

Gao Liujing asked doubtfully: "Doomsday?"

"That's right. After four civilization destructions, humans will face the risk of extinction. If we don't want to disappear from this planet like the dinosaurs, we must strengthen ourselves before that person wakes up."

The high priest felt that he had said enough, so he stopped talking and said, "You have to understand that we are not an evil organization. It's just that people in the world cannot understand the coming doomsday, and they don't understand that those sacrifices are valuable."

Gao Liujing couldn't help but ask, "Who is that?"

"You are not good enough to bear the weight of that name."

The high priest did not reveal anything. He got up from the bed, picked up the iron cage and said, "After the ship docks, find a place to rest. If there is a new mission, I will notify you through Line."

"Ah."

Gao Liujing replied, watched him leave the room, closed the door with his hand, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

Is what the high priest said true or false? Is the end of the world coming?

She frowned slightly. She had too little information to judge whether the high priest was a madman or a prophet who could foresee the future.

One thing is certain, the FBI has listed the High Priest as the most dangerous wanted criminal in the world, not just the Three Eyes incident in Texas.

More reasons are due to the thoughts of the high priest.

Compared to other sects whose high priests purely pursue their own interests and wrap themselves in lofty beliefs, the Winter God sect he leads is extremely dangerous.

"Huh," Gao Liujing shuddered and decided not to think too much and take a bath in hot water first.

The person lies in a bathtub filled with 45-degree hot water to relieve the coldness of the body, stretches his hands out of the bathtub, wipes them dry with a towel, and picks up his mobile phone to take a picture.

The bathtub was full of bubbles, and none of the parts that should be covered were exposed.

She clicked send, "Darling~ a personal reward for you~"

The status of the message soon changed to "read". Gao Liujing smiled, and the fatigue that she had been holding on to before was gradually dissipating. The excitement of hovering on the line between life and death was certainly quite good.

But she also needs a haven where she can relax.

She wants to have her cake and eat it too. She is such a greedy woman.

"What are you posting? I just showed them the video, and now I can't explain it clearly."

"No need to explain to them. How about taking another photo showing my legs for you?"

Gao Liujing continued to tease her with words, her body getting hotter, "As long as you say you want it, I'll take pictures of everything."

"Don't take me for a fool."

Shiraishi complained about her behavior. This was not the first time she was just talking but not doing anything. "If you have the time, why don't you tell me how to dance Kagura better?"

Chapter 45: Festivals are a day of carnival

"I've already told you the key to how to dance Kagura well. It's to express yourself with your body. Now let's talk about how to remember the dance moves."

The gentle voice is like a swamp, which makes those who hear it fall into it, and their fingertips break the bubbles, making the sound of rushing water.

Switching to voice call, the phone was closer to Gao Liujing, so close that Bai Shi could hear the sound of water when she was taking a bath. It was more stimulating than direct video, and a picture emerged in his mind.

In the narrow bathroom, the mist was as hazy as a gauze dress, gently draped over her devilish body. From head to toe, her skin as white as mutton fat exuded a charm that made people want to take a bite.

The red lips are as bright as fire, and the little beauty mole seems to be laughing at the men's gaffes.

"Are you distracted?"

"No, keep talking."

Bai Shi shook his head and denied that he had fantasized about the other person taking a bath, but in his heart he secretly warned himself to stay calm and not be fooled by appearances.

Looking from a distance, Jing is full of charm, even her fingertips reveal a seductive aura.

However, he understood the character of that succubus-like beauty.

He likes to drink and smoke occasionally, and likes to blow the second-hand smoke he exhales into people's faces.

In the middle of the night, he goes crazy and drags people to the roof to look at the stars. He loves to play tricks on people and has a more fickle personality than a cat.

When I'm lazy, I even ask him to help me put on my socks.

Shiraishi thought back to those things and calmed down. He was 100% sure that Jing deliberately made the sound of water loud enough to make him daydream here, and then hid on the other end of the phone and laughed secretly.

She was just that kind of nasty character, and he wouldn't continue to be fooled.

"Really."

The gentle voice paused deliberately to show her disbelief, and continued: "The Kagura dance I created can be divided into twelve stages for learning. The specific time is...

The last six minutes are the finale.

If three people are on stage, I suggest that they dance in three parts at the same time."

"How to divide?"

Bai Shi asked again.

"One person dances the first to fourth sections, the second person dances the fifth to eighth sections, and the third person dances the last four sections. If we dance in that order, it should give people a different impression by the end."

“That’s provided they can retain people.”

"Don't underestimate the charm of Guilongyuan and the others."

Bai Shi heard the contempt in her words and couldn't help but emphasize: "They are no worse than you."

"Haha, send me a video when the time comes so I can see how excellent your lovely junior is. Bye."

The voice call was hung up without giving the person a chance to respond.

She is just that kind of person. She can talk nicely one second, and then walk away without looking back the next.

Bai Shi smiled bitterly and turned back to the living room.

The four of them sat there obediently, without the atmosphere of gathering together to chat about gossip as before.

He walked forward and without saying a word, tapped Kamanagi Rin on the forehead.

"Well, why are you only shooting at me?"

Kaminagi Rin covered her forehead with her hands, her amber eyes revealing aggrieved look, even though Kiryuin and the Komori sisters had also told gossip.

"Who told you to start a commotion and talk nonsense?"

Shiraishi knew them well enough to simply reprimand them, saying, "I've discussed with Akira the special training method for Kagura dance, and we've decided to have you practice in stages."

"Practice in sections?"

Guilongyuan Meisai scratched her head, looking a little confused.

"Yes, I will send the videos to you. Please dance in the order in which you received the videos."

Bai Shi began to edit the video according to Jing's method, cutting the four-hour video into twelve short videos, and sent them to the three people's mobile phones via Line.

"Kiryuin started from the first part to the end, Kaminagi started from the second part to the end of the first part, and Komori started from the third part to the end of the second part."

As he spoke, he divided the videos into three parts and said in a deep voice, "You must remember the movements well and don't slack off. This is part of the practice!"

“Is dancing also a form of spiritual practice?”

Komori Aoi, who was watching from the sidelines, didn't understand any of this and asked questions about her doubts.

Bai Shi answered truthfully: "Don't think with that kind of fixed thinking, jump out of the framework of strength, you will find that white fighting and dancing are the same, both use the body to express oneself.

An excellent swordsman will never be concerned about whether or not he has a sword in his hand. Rather, everything in the world can be a sword.

Komori's snacks need complex thoughts to ward off evil, and also need firm thoughts to act as a propeller.

It is not easy to express your own ideas in front of others without being affected by the public’s gaze.”

At first, Shiraishi didn't think of this, thinking that they might not be able to reach Jing's level, until Jing taught her that dance is a way of expressing language with the body.

He suddenly realized that this was also a form of spiritual practice.

"Hi."

Gui Longyuan replied loudly, full of energy: "We will try our best to perform well and not let the Lord God down."

"Very good, I believe you can definitely beat Jing that front wave to death on the beach."

Shiraishi encouraged them and started special training in Kagura dance.

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