Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Dark clouds rolled and electric snakes danced wildly, as if the end of the world was coming.

The howling wind blew Wu Hen's hair into a mess. He couldn't help but complain: "Gosh, this special effect is more expensive than a 50-cent one!?"

Lin Qiye frowned and looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating a slowly approaching carriage.

The carriage is simple and elegant, pulled by two majestic white horses. The driver is a boy-like man wearing a green shirt and has a handsome face.

What's even more bizarre is that the carriage was like a ghost, ignoring the obstacles on the ground and passing directly through a wall!

"Walter? Damn it!"

Wu Hen was stunned. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly. "Is this carriage a spirit? Can it walk through walls? Amazing!"

The carriage stopped in front of them, the curtain opened, and an old man with white hair and beard appeared before them.

The old man was wearing a gray robe, had a kind face, and was holding a book in his hand, looking at them with a smile.

"My two young friends, the weather is bad, why don't you get in the car and talk?" The old man's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze.

Lin Qiye was puzzled, but he still clasped his fists and said, "May I ask, old gentleman, who is..."

The old man smiled slightly and said, "My surname is Chen, and I am the old teacher of the Night Watchman Academy in Cangnan City."

"Master Chen?!" Lin Qiye and Wu Hen exclaimed in unison, with waves of shock rising in their hearts.

This old Master Chen is one of the legendary ceilings of Ren Bufan!

"Don't be surprised, my two friends. Please get in the car." Master Chen invited again.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other and finally got on the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is like a small study, filled with various books.

Mr. Chen waved his sleeves lightly, and the scenery outside the carriage changed instantly, turning into a peaceful and tranquil pastoral landscape.

"This...what's going on?" Wu Hen looked confused.

Mr. Chen smiled and didn't explain. He just picked up the teapot and poured tea for the two of them.

"My two young friends, please have some tea."

The carriage moved silently through the city like a ghost.

"Little friend Lin,"

Master Chen put down his teacup and looked at Lin Qiye with deep eyes. "Do you know what kind of fate you are carrying?"

Lin Qiye just took a sip of tea and almost spit it out.

What the old man said contains a lot of information!

He put down his teacup and replied cautiously, "Old Master, I don't understand what you mean."

Wu Hen interrupted: "That's right, old man, we are just two ordinary enthusiastic citizens."

"There's no such thing as fate. Have you read too many time-travel novels?"

Mr. Chen stroked his beard, smiled and said nothing.

His eyes were full of meaning. "My two friends, there have been several major events in Cangnan City recently. Have you heard of them?"

"Big thing? For example?" Wu Hen had a curious expression on his face.

"For example... the appearance of a divine aura, for example... the unusual movements of the Flame Earth Dragon."

Master Chen paused, his gaze falling on Lin Qiye, "These things seem to be slightly related to you two."

Lin Qiye's heart trembled, but he remained calm on the surface: "Old Master, you are joking. We just happened to pass by."

Wu Hen also nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, it's a pure coincidence! We are just spectators."

Old Master Chen laughed heartily. "Don't be nervous, my two friends. I'm not here to accuse you. I just happened to meet you and wanted to chat and have some tea with you two."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite wooden box from his sleeve. When he opened it, he found various kinds of tea inside.

"These are some of the spiritual teas that I have collected. You two young friends may wish to taste them."

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

What is this old man up to?

At the same time, in the suburbs of Cangnan City, Luo Xiaoji looked at the city entrance blocked by the army, with a sneer on his face.

"It seems that they have made some preparations."

He originally wanted to take the risk of bringing out the Shiva Grudge himself, but on second thought, he felt that it was unnecessary.

"In that case, let you guys mess around for a while."

A black light flashed in Luo Xiaoji's hand, and a huge figure appeared behind him, covering the sky and the sun, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

That is... a giant beast with extraordinary shape!

Inside the carriage, Lin Qiye sniffed the tea and suddenly said, "Master, this tea..."

"How is it?" Master Chen looked at him with a smile.

"It seems... a bit bitter."