I feed on gods

"Not always!"

Jiang Yitong muttered that men are always fond of the new and dislike the old: "And you can still sell it for money!"

"As for selling it for money or showing it to others, I'm not that dirty!"

Lin Baici looked at Jiang Yitong: "I just want to guard against you. I don't want to wake up one day and suddenly find that the whole Internet is filled with my essays."

"I said I wouldn't hack you!"

Jiang Yitong disliked it, but she actually cherished her own feathers.

Once you write a short essay, won't your secret of stealing other people's bathrooms and kitchens and pretending to be a wealthy lady be exposed?

The more popular this kind of article is, the greater the harm will be to this boy, but the greater the possibility that he will be raped, and it will definitely be a lose-lose situation for both sides.

And to be honest, although she felt unhappy, Jiang Yitong understood that people should not use her videos to do some obscene and dirty things.

A man with money and good looks will definitely need a girlfriend. Seven days a week is probably not enough, and he may need two or three girlfriends to go with him.

How can someone be so bored that they do their own craft work?

Even if you do it, your girlfriend will help, right?

Jiang Yitong didn't understand this, but as an author of a street girl video, she had read a lot of novels, ranging from Danmei to Harem, covering a wide range of topics. Although she didn't have personal experience, she was full of theoretical experience.

In Jiang Yitong's mind, Lin Baici was her ideal kind of villain, handsome, rich, cruel, and hard-hearted towards women.

The only drawback is that his smile is too bright and not evil enough.

"I still say the same thing, I believe in evidence more than oaths!"

Lin Baici leaned on the sofa.

"What should I do to make you give me the video?"

Jiang Yitong clutched her phone and quietly opened the recording app, hoping to record some words that would be valuable to her after going to the police station.

"I don't need you to do anything."

Lin Baici chuckled: "Don't you understand yet? I'm not negotiating conditions with you, I'm stating my approach. Regardless of whether you agree or not, this is the result!"

"Not happy? You can call the police!"

Lin Baici's domineering attitude made Jiang Yitong's anger level immediately fill up, and his chest rose and fell violently.

She wanted to call the police, but her reason prevented her from holding back.

How much assets does a family need to be able to afford a building for their son?

Once it goes to court, they will probably send a team of lawyers to litigate with them, right?

These people have such dark hearts!

When the time comes, go to your own school and spread some rumors, why don't you just die in society?

So what's the point of not getting the video back?

Jiang Yitong's face turned green and red, but in his heart, he had given up.

no way,

As a child born into a poor family, she naturally felt discouraged when faced with such wealth.

Just like a civilian player wearing junk equipment, suddenly encountering a world BOSS,

Hit him on the head?

Oh shit!

When I collect all the magic costumes one day, I will kill you!

No,

That's too cheap for this guy!

I want him to kneel at my feet and sing conquest and drink my foot-washing water.

After Jiang Yitong figured it out, she didn't want to stay and be humiliated. She walked towards Lin Baici angrily.

"Um?"

Lin Baici raised his eyebrows. This is unreasonable. Are you ready to take action?

Ha ha!

I'm afraid this girl doesn't know that I've even eaten gods, right?

"Get out of the way!"

As Jiang Yitong spoke, he picked up her coat from the sofa and shook it vigorously. In fact, he deliberately threw it at Lin Baici's face.

Then she walked towards the villa door.

"Hello!"

Lin Baici called people.

"what?"

Jiang Yitong paused and turned around, with an expressionless expression on his face.

"Clean the bathroom before you leave!"

Lin Baici gave the order.

"you……"

Jiang Yitong didn't come up with a mouthful of old blood, but she didn't say anything and turned around and walked upstairs.

"never mind!"

Lin Baici waved his hand, too lazy to argue with this girl.

Jiang Yitong pursed her lips, took her tool bag, and turned to leave.

Outside the villa, the spring light is bright, and the warm sunshine shines down through the dense branches and leaves intermittently, giving it a quiet atmosphere of time.

Just like after the world war, the protagonist group killed the big devil and began their journey back home.

Jiang Yitong looked at the beautiful environment of the community and the woman running in yoga pants and a sports vest, and she cheered herself up.

One day, I will make a lot of money, live in a big villa like this, and live a life like a master.

After leaving the community and walking more than a hundred meters, Jiang Yitong scanned a shared bicycle and rode to the subway entrance.

Although I was not happy today, I was very inspired.

When I get back later, I go to the library to make an outline and start writing.

If this new book was not popular, I would be sorry for my loss today.

Woohoo!

Jiang Yitong began to feel uncomfortable again at the thought of being exposed.

…

Lin Baici lay on the sofa, which was more comfortable. He stopped paying attention to the news in the group and opened the Origin Forum. He wanted to see what news there was in the god hunter circle recently?

There is a red number 3 on the envelope pattern in the upper right corner, which indicates that there are three private messages.

Lin Baici clicked.

One is a system message saying that the forum will be maintained for three days and that you cannot log in during this period.

Lin Baici looked at the time of the message and saw that it had already passed.

The other two are sent in praise of the sun.

One asked, have you seen the help post he just posted? He hoped that Lin Baici could help answer the meaning of the pattern.

The other one was sent five days later, asking Lin Baici if he had encountered any trouble with Shenxu. If so, he could provide help.

Lin Baici remembered this ID, and he would send three pictures every time to ask for its meaning.

Actually, it’s just three words.

Lin Baici relied on the God of God to interpret and previously earned 10,000 yuan per word.

For the current Lin Baici, he doesn't like this small amount of money at all, and there is another reason. He is worried that if he talks too much, he will be targeted.

So many people can't answer it, but you can. Isn't this a conspicuous package?

Who knows who praises the sun? Where did you get the pattern?

In short, it is potentially dangerous.

It’s only ten thousand per word, there’s no need to take risks to make this kind of money.

Lin Baici clicked into the ‘Origin Hall’. This section was used to make complaints and post welfare pictures.

Currently, four of the top five most popular posts are about Qin Palace, and one is about the regular pollution outbreak at Wanda Mall in Haijing City.

In fact, no one is interested in this kind of urban pollution. They just want to know why it took three days for a regulated pollution to be purified in the city where Xia Hongmian is located?

To put it bluntly, what everyone cares about is Xia Hongmian.

This time, there were more than 11,000 unlucky people involved in the Super Video Game City, and in the end, no more than 100 people came out alive.

As ordinary people, they have no idea that gods have appeared.

Lin Baici read the post and found that it was all nonsense, but it soon turned into a dispute about Xia Hongmian's fighting ability. Some people thought that Xia Hongmian was the best in Kyushu, but others disagreed, so they started arguing. stand up.

Among them, many people with Japanese-style IDs worked hard to slander Xia Hongmian.

Lin Baici didn't read Qin Gong's posts. If he wanted to know the inside story, he could just ask Xia Hongyao directly. It was much more reliable than these posts.

Lin Baici read one page, his interest was greatly reduced, and he entered the Shenming Bar section.

Here are some users who use their love to generate electricity and will post the latest news on the God Hunter Circle.

A heavenly shrine appeared in Italy, and the Celestial Club purified it and captured an angel alive.

The Eclipse of Darkness failed to steal the angel, causing pollution to leak out, causing the sea water in Venice to turn red for a long time, and man-eating sea monsters appeared.

Venice has been blocked by the Celestial Club, and it is said that there is a high possibility that the city will be removed from the world.

Lin Baici estimated that the angel should be a god.

Thinking of this, he immediately entered 'god' in the search bar of the forum and clicked search.

Blank.

The number of posts related to the content you searched for is 0.

Lin Baici frowned. Did the forum deliberately not display posts related to ‘gods’?

On the American side, it was also quite chaotic. More than a dozen meteors carrying the remains of gods fell at one time, smashing out more than a dozen ruins of gods.

First, Brazil and Argentina competed for the ownership of the God Ruins, and the fight was bloody. Then the American Illuminati Monastery came and took over directly, expelling the god hunters from other countries.

Some people were not convinced and sneaked in secretly to steal the sacred objects.

Over in Japan, things are not stopping either. Fifteen years have passed since the Fukushima shrine has been completed, and it has not yet been completed. It has been dragged from a small shrine to a major shrine in ten years, and has become a topic of ridicule.

Lin Baici looked down and felt that the world was in chaos.

"God, where do these meteors come from?"

Lin Baici was curious. If these meteors were not solved at their root cause, hundreds of them would fall every year, and the world would one day be destroyed.

After all, who can guarantee that it won’t fall thousands or even tens of thousands at a time?

[That’s a gift from nature. Wouldn’t it be nice to drop more of it? 】

Nagami asked back.

"But for others, it is a disaster!"

Lin Baici still has some sense of public morality.

[Please respect the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest! 】

Nagami reviews.

Lin Baici clicked on the reward request section, and he quickly saw the request for help posted by Praising the Sun. This time there were five pictures, and the price had been increased.

Fifty thousand yuan for one pattern!

[South, fight, star, fire, death. 】

Interpretation of God.

Two hundred and fifty thousand, as long as he wrote these five words, he would have it, but Lin Baici did not write it.

I always feel like there is a pitfall.

Lin Baici scrolled down and saw the 'Urine Pot' post again. The reward was increased and was now half a million.

Because the amount was high, more people discussed it, but no one came up with an answer.

"I wonder if you can get to one million?"

Lin Baici laughed and continued to scroll through the posts, and then he saw something familiar.

A good fortune bracelet, like prayer beads.

He had seen it in the hands of that rich second generation at Haijing ONE Bar.

The poster asked, is this thing taboo?

Why can people's luck improve?

Is there any possibility that it is man-made?

"Artificial gods are taboo? Are you a newcomer? Otherwise, why would you ask such a stupid question?"

"It's impossible to create sacred objects, they can only be produced by the pollution of divine corpses!"

"The law of the birth of sacred objects is still a mystery. Don't think about it. That is something that big national organizations need to consider."

Lin Baici originally wanted to reply, 'Where did you get your bracelet? I've seen similar ones. ’, after thinking about it, he deleted it again.

As a human being, it's better to be careful.

Lin Baici browsed the Origin Forum for half an hour, got up from the sofa, walked around the villa, admired his new home, and then drove back to the community.

When passing by a Yonghui supermarket, he bought some fruits, snacks, and vegetables.

Lin Baici returned home, but the counselor had not returned yet.

He went to the kitchen to cook.

At half past six, the door opened.

Gu Qingxiang came in and saw Lin Baici coming out of the kitchen. Her eyes couldn't help but fall on Lin Baici's apron.

"Are you tired?"

Lin Baici asked with a smile, holding up the fruit plate in his hand: "Wash your hands first and eat some fruit. The meal will be ready soon!"

Gu Qingxiang was carrying a bag of vegetables, wearing a long cotton skirt, a bottoming shirt and a vest. She had a big braid and black-rimmed glasses that covered most of her face.

This image was really ordinary, but for some reason, Lin Baici just felt comfortable looking at her, and there was an indescribable throbbing in his heart.

Lin Baici didn't understand. He had also experienced the baptism of girls like Jin Yingzhen, Hua Yueyu, and Sister Datian. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be greedy for the counselor's body.

Is this pure love?

Nagami wants to say that you are indeed greedy, but in a physical sense.

The kind that wants to eat her.

"Um!"

Gu Qingxiang nodded, and when Lin Baici walked into the kitchen again, she still had Lin Baici wearing an apron in her mind.

At 7 o'clock, dinner is served on time, four dishes and one soup.

Gu Qingxiang smelled the aroma of the food and suddenly said: "Would you like some wine?"

"Um?"

Lin Baici was surprised that the two of them had lived together, so he knew that the counselor was soft-spoken and never drank alcohol.

Gu Qingxiang got up, went to the study, and quickly came out with a bottle of red wine.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lin Baici watched Gu Qingxiang open the bottle and pour the wine, and noticed that she felt a little lonely between her brows.

"nothing!"

Gu Qingxiang didn't have a red wine glass, so she used two bowls. After filling it, she picked it up and looked at Lin Baici: "Do you want to touch it?"

"If you have anything unhappy, you should tell me!"

Lin Baici picked up the big bowl and touched it with the counselor: "If you are with me and you are still unhappy, what's the difference between being with me and not having me?"

Gu Qingxiang tilted her head slightly, thought for a moment, understood what Lin Baici meant, and said, "I have a friend who died!"

After Gu Qingxiang finished speaking, she drank a bowl of red wine in one gulp.

She could feel that Li Luyou's breath was gone in this city.

"good friend?"

Lin Baici frowned.

"Let's just say that!"

Gu Qingxiang sighed, she didn't know if she should avenge him?

In terms of friendship, it is not deep, but after all, Li Luyou has called Sister Xiang for so many years.

In this city, there are too few people who can communicate.

For Gu Qingxiang, it is actually no different from living on an isolated island in the sea.

Now, the only guy who can communicate,

Also dead.

Gu Qingxiang looked at the bottle of red wine given by Li Luyou and felt the taste in her mouth. What did she think she should do for him?

At least kill all the people who killed him!