Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Baili Pang'er hung up the phone, rubbed his hands, and said excitedly: "Hey, Brother Yuan is Brother Yuan, very considerate! Qiye ah Qiye, your fat brother is here!"

He took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket with a few crooked words written on it - "Cangnan City, underground".

At the same time, deep underground in Cangnan City, a huge metal coffin made a dull sound, and the coffin lid slowly moved away, revealing Ren Bufan lying inside.

He slowly sat up, stretched, and yawned: "It was such a comfortable sleep. I haven't slept so soundly in hundreds of years."

He looked around. He was the only one in the empty underground space, with strange lights flickering on the metal walls.

"It's time to go out. I don't know what the outside has become."

He walked to the wall and lightly touched it with his finger. A circular light circle appeared on the wall. He stepped into it and the light circle disappeared.

In the Heping Office, Wen Moxuan pushed up his glasses and pointed at the red dot on the computer screen.

He said to Hong Hongying, "Captain, something seems to be wrong in Dongcheng District. Look, the energy fluctuations in this area are very abnormal."

Hong Hongying leaned closer to the screen, her brow furrowed. "Dongcheng District? The newly built factory? Any news from the police station?"

"I checked and there haven't been any recent police reports from that area."

Wen Moxuan pulled up the police files. "However, according to previous records, that factory seems to be... haunted."

"Haunted?"

Hong Hongying sneered, "What era is it now? Haunted? I guess it's just some little internet celebrity trying to attract attention."

"But the energy fluctuations are indeed abnormal. Captain, shall we go and take a look?" Wen Moxuan suggested.

Hong Hongying pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, better safe than sorry. Let's get ready and go take a look."

In the underground cave, An Qing'er stood in front of the metal coffin, with her hands in seals and muttering to herself.

As she chanted the spell, the surrounding walls began to shake, and countless rats poured out from the cracks, rushing towards the exit like a black tide.

"Lin Qiye, I'm here to find you..." An Qing'er showed a strange smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Captain, look!"

Wen Moxuan pointed at the surveillance screen and exclaimed, "It's a rat tide!"

Half an hour later, Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan arrived at the newly built factory in Dongcheng District at lightning speed.

The factory gates were closed and the air was filled with a disgusting stench.

"Captain, this is it."

Wen Moxuan pointed at the factory gate and said, "This factory was originally scheduled to be completed next month, but due to the rat infestation, the construction schedule has been completely delayed."

''There shouldn't be anyone inside now.''

"No one? I don't think so." Hong Hongying sneered, raised her leg and kicked the side door of the factory directly.

"Squeak!"

The door was wide open, and like a flood, countless rats rushed out from inside, forming a black mass that made people's scalps numb.

"Oh my god, I'm about to get trypophobia!" Wen Moxuan couldn't help but complain.

Hong Hongying remained calm and pulled out a spear from behind.

"Xiao Xuanxuan, if you're afraid of mice, stay away. Big sister is about to go all out!"

A rose-red flame ignited at the tip of the spear, instantly illuminating the surroundings and also illuminating a vague figure on the second-floor stairs.

"Who are you? You're sneaking around. Come out here!" Hong Hongying shouted sternly.

The figure was motionless, like a sculpture.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Hong Hongying's eyes narrowed, and she swung the spear in her hand. The rose-red flame turned into a fire dragon and rushed towards the figure.

Just as the fire dragon was about to touch the figure, the figure moved.

It just waved its hand lightly, and an invisible force instantly extinguished the fire dragon, without even a trace of sparks left.

"interesting……"

Hong Hongying put away her contempt, and the tip of her spear ignited a blazing flame again.

"What's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail? Come down and fight me one on one if you have the guts!"

The figure slowly walked down the stairs, and every step seemed to step on Hong Hongying's heart, making her feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Walking into the light, the figure slowly took off his hood...

"An...An Qing'er?!" Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan exclaimed in unison.

An Qing'er smiled slightly, with a hint of subtle cunning in her smile: "Long time no see, both of you..."

She paused, her eyes swept over the two of them, and finally landed on Hong Hongying, "I'm here to find Lin Qiye."

"This is the only way I can meet you two busy people." An Qing'er shrugged, looking helpless.

"I'm looking for Lin Qiye."

Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan exchanged glances.

Wen Moxuan pushed his glasses up, and a white light flashed across the lenses: "Lin Qiye... He is in the fasting center now."

"Fasting center? What is that place?" An Qing'er tilted her head, looking confused.

"Uh……"

Hong Hongying scratched her head. "How should I put it? It's just... a place for recuperation."

She chose her words carefully. "He's been in a bad mental state lately and needs to rest for a while."

"Not in a good mental state?"

An Qing'er raised her eyebrows. This was completely different from the Lin Qiye she remembered. "What's wrong with him?"

"Well..."

Hong Hongying's eyes were vague and her words were ambiguous.

"It's just... too much pressure, a bit... mentally draining, you know."

Wen Moxuan coughed lightly and added, "In today's society, it's normal to be under a lot of pressure. It's understandable to feel down occasionally."

An Qing'er looked at the two of them suspiciously, always feeling that things were not that simple.

Lin Qiye is an existence that can even kill gods. How could he be mentally exhausted due to the pressure?

"Then when can he come out?" An Qing'er asked.

"This...it's hard to say."

Hong Hongying shrugged. "Let's see how he recovers. Maybe soon, maybe..."

"Maybe you'll never get out?" An Qing'er said in a cold tone, staring at the two of them with sharp eyes.

Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan felt uneasy when they saw her looking at them, and they didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Well, in that case, I will..."

An Qing'er suddenly changed the subject and said, "Goodbye."

She turned to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned her back to the two of them, and said in a low voice,

"and many more……"

"and many more,"

An Qing'er slowly turned around with a strange smile on her face, "Actually... I'm a secret thief."

Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan were stunned and didn't react for a while.

"Secret Thief?"

Hong Hongying repeated, looking a little confused. "Are you cosplaying? Is that popular now?"

An Qing'er shrugged. "That's absolutely true. According to the regulations, if you interfere with the Night Watch in the execution of their duties, you should be arrested and sent to the fasting house, right?"

Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan were completely dumbfounded. What was going on? Walking into a trap? Scam?

"Are you...are you serious?" Wen Moxuan pushed his glasses, looking incredulous.

An Qing'er nodded: "I owe Lin Qiye a favor, and now, I want to repay him."

"Wait, you owe Lin Qiye a favor? What's going on?" Hong Hongying felt that things were becoming more and more confusing.

"Well..."

An Qing'er paused, "It's a long story. Anyway, I have to go to the fasting center. Would it be convenient for you to take me there?"

Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan looked at each other in surprise. This plot development was too outrageous!

"Captain, this..." Wen Moxuan looked at Hong Hongying, his eyes full of questions.

Hong Hongying pondered for a moment, then slapped her thigh and said, "Okay! I'll take you there! I'm free anyway."

She turned to Wen Moxuan and said, "Xiao Xuanxuan, go find a pair of handcuffs."

Wen Moxuan rolled his eyes: "Captain, we came out in a hurry, why would we bring that thing with us?"

Hong Hongying scratched her head: "What should we do? We can't just let her follow us like this, right?"

An Qing'er smiled slightly and pointed to a clump of green grass on the ground: "Use this."

Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan followed her gaze and saw that the grass was growing exceptionally lush and emerald green.

"This...will this work?" Wen Moxuan expressed his doubts.

An Qing'er shrugged again: "Just try it and you'll know."

Hong Hongying also felt that this idea was a bit outrageous, but there was no better way at the moment.

She walked over, pulled up some green grass, and wrapped it around An Qing'er's wrist a few times.

"All right!"

Hong Hongying clapped her hands, "An Qing'er, you're under arrest!"

An Qing'er smiled and raised her hands that were entangled in green grass: "Let's go, two officers, take me to the fasting center to see Lin Qiye."

Hong Hongying and Wen Moxuan took An Qing'er out of the factory.

On the way, Hong Hongying suddenly remembered something: "Wait, you haven't explained clearly yet, how exactly did you owe Lin Qiye a favor?"

An Qing'er smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when you get to the fasting center..."

At the same time, Wu Hen sneezed, rubbed his nose, and muttered, "Who is thinking about me? Is it some young lady who misses me?"

His system suddenly popped up: "Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden mission - 'Flower Guardian'! Mission Objective: Protect An Qing'er, Reward: A mysterious gift package!"

Wu Hen's eyes lit up: "Hehe, there's something fun going on!" He looked up at the sky, a devilish smile on his lips: "An Qing'er, here I come!"