Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

Chapter 184 Something's Wrong with This Villain (24)

Ji Wu glanced at it with downcast eyes, then moved half a step away as if in disgust. The noise in the courtyard hadn't stopped yet, so Ji Wu waved his hand, and the door closed, shutting out some of the commotion.

He leaned against the altar and gestured with his chin toward Jiang Heng. "He should have told you how to deal with me, right? Hurry up, I never want to see humans again. They've disgusted me enough over the years."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and even Fu Cheng, who was standing in the corner, widened his eyes in disbelief.

The Mountain God...does he find them...disgusting?

"Now that you've finally regained your own consciousness, do you really want to return to the Mountain God's body?" Zhang Sheng was somewhat worried that this substitute was playing tricks, since it didn't seem like a worthwhile deal no matter how you looked at it.

Ji Wu sneered, "If I had known those people were like this, I would have preferred never to have been born with consciousness."

As if angered by Zhang Sheng's words, Ji Wu raised his hand and conjured a water mirror in the air. The scene showed a slightly old mountain god temple, but it was still better than a real mountain god temple, and villagers occasionally came to worship and make wishes.

At first, everyone's wishes were simple: some prayed for a good harvest so they could have enough to eat for the winter; others prayed to find medicinal herbs in the mountains to cure their children's illnesses... But later, their wishes gradually changed; they began to beg for something for nothing, to steal the good fortune of others...

The simple and honest villagers became greedy and lazy, spending their days thinking about how to get the mountain god to bless them.

“I have fulfilled all their wishes. But they don’t seem to realize the price they have paid. They think that sending me a few so-called brides will satisfy their desires. What a pipe dream.”

"Then what price did they pay?" Zhang Sheng, ever quick to speak, asked first.

Through the crack in the window, Ji Wu cast his gaze upon the villagers. "They will be trapped in this Fulin Village forever, until all life here is exhausted. Then they will find that they have neither the hope of living nor the right to die."

After Ji Wu finished speaking, he turned to look at Fu Cheng on the other side and curled the corner of his lips at him, "I didn't expect you to disappoint him too. This time he won't interfere in the affairs of Fulin Village."

Disappointment? What disappointment? Who was disappointed?

In his final moments, Fu Cheng was thrown into the crowd in the courtyard, the restraints on his body gone. He watched himself swing his arms, pushing aside the people locked in a fierce struggle at the center, and joined the fray for food.

Those oranges were really dirty, but they were God's possessions; who wouldn't want them?

After Fu Cheng knocked down all the people scrambling for the orange and held it in his hand, which had been squeezed into a ball, he looked up and saw that the mountain god temple was already deserted, with only a blank painting casually thrown on the ground.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that the God he believed in had completely abandoned him.

The oranges he had finally managed to grab were snatched away again, but this time, he managed to push his way back to the side of the crowd. Staring at the villagers'狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) faces, he stood there stunned for a few seconds, muttering under his breath, "Disgusting."

Meanwhile, Jiang Heng and the others had already emerged from the alternate dimension, along with the paper effigies.

In the courtyard of the two-story building, Uncle Fu sat hunched over on a low stool. Hearing the noise, he raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the six people before glancing behind him.

He forced a smile. "I'm back."

"The mountain god has left."

Ji Wu had expected to put in considerable effort to deal with the clone, but to his surprise, he simply opened the space that had trapped the Mountain God, willingly dissipating his consciousness and returning to the Mountain God's body. The Mountain God, amused that this clone had even given him a name, decided to claim it.

From then on, Jiwu was Him, and He was Jiwu.

And just as he had decided, the mountain god no longer protected this area, or rather, he would no longer easily bestow blessings upon humankind.

Uncle Fu looked at the few tattered paper effigies, his eyes reddened, and his expression was dejected. "We have failed the Mountain God."

"But you are still here."

His only believer.

Current puzzle-solving progress in the instance: 100%

Congratulations to the player for completing the dungeon "The Vanished Mountain God"!

[Do you want to log out of the game now?]

Li Hua and the others chose to leave one by one, and now only Jiang Heng and Wei Shenglan remain in the instance.

Jiang Heng removed the rose ribbon from her hair, walked up to the paper effigy that had helped them so much, and reached out to remove the completely withered weeds from its head.

The paper effigy quickly raised its hand to cover its head. Because of the large movement, the already tattered paper on its arm tore open again with a ripping sound, revealing a corner of the bamboo strips inside.

Jiang Heng looked at the damaged area and scratched her face awkwardly. "I didn't do it on purpose. I was just trying to replace this one for you."

Jiang Heng shook the ribbon in her hand and smiled at the paper effigy, "This flower won't wither."

The paper effigy paused, its hand covering its head. It carefully removed the weeds from its head and then gently placed them on its chest.

Well, now there's another hole.

Uncle Fu watched their interaction, his mood improving slightly. "I'll fix them up tomorrow. Are you leaving today too, or staying a few more days?"

In Uncle Fu's mind, Li Hua and the others were offline in Fulin Village, which they had already left. Now, only Jiang Heng and the other two were still there.

"We're leaving too." As she logged off, Jiang Heng said to Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, don't forget your original aspirations, and you will surely achieve your goals."

Uncle Fu was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what he meant. He nodded repeatedly, and finally showed the most sincere smile he had seen in the past few days. "Okay, okay, I will never forget my original intention."

After exiting the instance, Jiang Heng quickly contacted Wei Shenglan.

"Brother, have you found anything?"

This time, everything went incredibly smoothly. He couldn't help but suspect that the person behind it all hadn't actually attacked him.

On the other end of the phone, Wei Shenglan was still leaning back in the gaming pod. Listening to the energetic voice in his ear, and recalling his conversation with Ji Wu alone in the mountain temple, he raised his hand and pressed his throbbing temples.

"No, not yet. I'll have someone check again. You should get some rest."

Speaking of resting, Jiang Heng suddenly remembered his previous idea. He whispered to Wei Shenglan, "I'm going to pretend to be sick for a while. I'll call you as soon as I wake up. If anyone sends you messages from this number in the meantime, don't believe them."

Wei Shenglan roughly guessed his intention and didn't ask any more questions, after all, he also had a bunch of messy thoughts to sort out.

Before long, news of the young master of the Jiang family falling ill and being hospitalized spread throughout the upper echelons of society. Even Jiang Tuo, the head of the Jiang family who was living overseas and Jiang Heng's brother, personally rushed back. Suddenly, outrageous rumors began to circulate that the young master of the Jiang family was terminally ill and would soon die.

Even Wei Shenglan, who knew the truth, couldn't help but wonder if the young master was really sick.