Number One Ugly Husband

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"Boom—"

Everyone was shocked, and they all raised their heads to look at the cloudless sky.

"Boom—"

Immediately afterwards, the thunder exploded again, as if the sky was about to explode, the sound was earth-shattering.

Nian Gao's legs gave way, and he was so frightened that he knelt down.

The sixth child looked at Nian Gao on the ground, then at the sky, and suddenly remembered something, his lips trembled, he fell to his knees, and murmured: "The game of the gods is the game of the gods, the game of the gods." It's about to start again."

Hearing this, the high-ranking slaves who passed by carrying grain were so frightened that all the grain in their hands fell to the ground.

The others also quickly realized that the thunder was a sign of what was about to happen. They hurriedly threw away their food and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "My merciful gods, please be merciful and spare us once."

Everyone kowtowed sincerely and vigorously, and there was a bumping sound when their foreheads touched the ground. Within a moment, red blood was left on their foreheads.

Baoye looked at the clear sky above his head and frowned. He had heard his adoptive father talk about the game of gods. Whenever his adoptive father mentioned this matter, he would show a look of lingering fear. At that time, he had never experienced it himself. So I can't understand the mood of the adoptive father.

But in the ugly slave's memory, let him see the cruel side of the god again.

The gods of the upper world will use their divine power to set off various natural disasters in the lower world from time to time, causing the slaves to fall into pain, escape, panic, and death, and then take pleasure in watching the slaves struggling on the edge of humanity.

The game of the gods is very cruel. Every time you experience it, many slaves will die. The masters of the lower world never stop the gods from killing their slaves. Instead, they follow the gods to watch the slaves survive in various dangers. Bet on their lives.

The corner of Dong Ling Ce's mouth curled up, and he asked Bao Ye and Jin Lingrui, "Don't you two brothers kneel?"

Jin Lingrui took out a cigarette from his pocket and said in a low voice, "Kneeling can stop the gods from playing games?"

Bao Ye curled his lips: "Kneeling is better than thinking about how to deal with it."

When Jin Lingrui, who was about to light a cigarette, heard this, she put the cigarette back in her pocket, walked over and called her kneeling men to bring grain to the cart.

Dong Lingce looked at Jin Lingrui who was helping with food: "Why did you kill him that night?"

Baoye rolled his eyelids: "I'm obsessed with ghosts."

Dong Ling Ce didn't believe what he said, but he didn't intend to delve into it. He turned to look at him and asked, "Let's guess what the gods' game is this time?"

Bao Ye sneered: "Do you still need to guess?"

Dong Ling raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"In my heart, you and them are in the same group, and they all like to tease people so much."

The only difference is that Dong Ling Ce has not joked about human life so far.

Dong Lingce raised the corners of his lips: "Yes, we are all in the same group. Use your butt to copy the Diamond Sutra later."

The corner of Baoye's mouth twitched, damn it, who writes with their butt?

He made an excuse and said, "I can't write."

"Copy."

Baoye smiled and said: "I can't see the words with my eyes, how can I copy it?"

"Look through the ass."

Several black lines were drawn on Baoye's forehead: "The asshole is responsible for holding the pen to write, so I don't have time to read."

Dong Ling Ce chuckled, this guy is really funny.

The people around heard the laughter and looked at them one after another.

Jin Lingrui stared at Baoye thoughtfully.

Baoye didn't bother to deal with this mental illness, so he turned around and went to the Ministry of Health.

Soon, Nian Gao and Lao Liu also helped each other back to the Ministry of Health, their faces were ashen.

Bao Ye raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it too early for you to put on a dead face before the game of the gods has started?"

Nian Gao shouted in fear: "It's not like you don't know that as soon as the game of the gods starts, many people will die, even high-level slaves can't escape, we are dead, we are dead."

The sixth child said hoarsely, "My parents, second brother, third brother and seventh brother all died in the game of gods."

Bao Ye: "..."

At this time, Wang Qiao also came back, sat on the chair weakly and said, "I don't know what kind of catastrophe this time will be."

The Ministry of Health was dead.

"Thunderstorms, windstorms, floods and plagues." Bao Ye said suddenly.

The sixth child and the others stared at him blankly.

"The plague is the most terrible. There is no medicine to heal people, and the virus will still be contagious, and a large number of people will die in the end." Bao Ye frowned: "You should prepare in advance."

He judges what kind of god game will appear at this point in time based on what his adoptive father told him and when.

Nian Gao sneered coldly: "It's true."

Bao Ye glanced at him and said nothing, after all, he was not very sure.

The atmosphere at the construction site was very gloomy that day, and even the deacons, who had always been superior, were sullen. If the god game came, they would also suffer together with the slaves.

After work in the afternoon, I returned to the slaves to set up the shed. The slaves lowered their heads and did not speak. After receiving their dinner, they sat on their beds and ate silently.

As usual, Bao Ye gave Jiang Yu his meal.

This time, Jiang Yu not only didn't take the meal, but put his own bowl beside the bed.

Baoye asked concerned: "No taste?"

Jiang Yu said in a low voice: "I'm going to die, how can I have a taste for food."

Bao Ye laughed: "The god game hasn't started yet, how can you be sure that you are going to die?"

"I'm so old, how can I avoid the game of the gods." Jiang Yu sighed: "I have lived enough in this life, and I am also tired."

He lost his vitality and instantly aged a lot.

Bao Ye shoved the bowl into his hand: "It's not easy to want to die, just hit your head against the wall, I guarantee you will die."

Jiang Yu immediately stared at these words: "Can't you say something nice to comfort me?"

Bao Ye laughed and said, "Needing comfort means you don't want to die. You have to eat quickly and fill your stomach so that you have the strength to fight against the gods."

Jiang Yu glanced at the bed frame and the pillars of the tent next to him, and really couldn't muster up the courage to commit suicide, so he picked up a bowl and frantically grilled rice.

After turning off the lights at night, suddenly, countless silver lights flashed in the sky, illuminating the tent. Then, thunder rang out, louder and more terrifying than in the morning, and the ground shook.

Everyone woke up and sat up one after another.

The lightning outside was like a lamp that was about to go out, flashing wildly, and the thunder exploded one after another like setting off firecrackers. The slaves were so frightened that they hid under the covers and dared not go out.

Baoye's bed was right next to the window, and when he got up to look, in the distance, lightning bolts as thick as tall buildings hit the ground from the sky.

Because the line of sight was blocked, he couldn't see too far away, but he, who possessed divine power, could clearly hear the lightning hitting some places and the sound of bombing.

Bao Ye sat back on the bed.

Jiang Yu poked his head out and asked, "Ugly slave, what did you see?"

Baoye said truthfully: "There are dense lightning bolts outside."

Jiang Yu's face turned pale: "It must be the start of the god's game."

Lao Luo, who was on the opposite bed, heard them chatting and sighed, "I hope the lightning won't hit us."

The slave next to his bed trembled with terror.

It was near dawn that the thunder stopped.

Everyone didn't sleep well all night, and just about to fall asleep, they were woken up by the deacon to go to work.

On the way to the construction site, Bao Ye saw several huge pits bombarded by lightning, and there was still a strong smell of burning in the pits.

The slaves in the carriage gasped when they saw the big crater that was blown out.

"It's terrible. If the lightning strikes our slave tents, we will die."

"I hope the gods will stop thundering."

"We should pray that there will be no more Gods games."

Baoye listened to the prayers of the slaves all the way to the health department of the construction site.

Nian Gao, who has always disdain to talk to Bao Ye, saw him, and immediately said excitedly: "Ugly slave, some people in Xicheng District were killed by lightning last night. Their bodies were either scorched or split in half. It's terrible. Ah, I don't know which city's people will be unlucky next time."

Before Bao Ye had time to speak, Lao Liu and Wang Qiao ran in with shocked faces.

Nian Gao asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Wang Qiao sat on the chair exhausted: "I saw a lot of dead bodies on the way here."

"Me, me too." Lao Liu wiped off his sweat and said, "Not only did I see the dead body, I also saw a terrible thing."

Bao Ye asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"On the way our convoy came, we saw a few people who were injured by lightning and survived. Some people got out of the car to rescue them, but they were electrocuted to death by the remaining electricity on their bodies."

Nian Gao looked terrified: "Is this a warning from the gods? We are not allowed to save people?"

The sixth thought for a while, then nodded: "It's very possible."

"Master Jin? Is Master Jin there?" Deacon Tao's voice sounded from the door.

Baoye looked towards the door: "I'm here, is Deacon Tao okay?"

While yawning, Deacon Tao walked in and said, "Master told me to come and see if you're dead. It's fine if you're not dead, and you can let him play for a while longer."

Bao Ye rolled his eyes angrily: "I really appreciate Master's concern."

Deacon Tao yawned: "Master won't come to the construction site today, so you can stay at the Ministry of Health."

"it is good."

After Deacon Tao left, Nian Gao said enviously, "Master really cares about you."

Bao Ye was speechless, how did he know that Dong Ling Ce cared about him?

The sixth child yawned: "Catch up on sleep while you don't have to work, maybe there will be more terrible things waiting for us next."

Nian Gao and Wang Qiao nodded and fell asleep on the table.

Bao Ye didn't feel sleepy, so he left the Ministry of Health with his car keys, drove the garbage truck to the construction site, and found that the construction site had been set up as a barrier, preventing wind and lightning from entering.

"This enchantment is amazing."

Bao Ye has seen the barrier of the Shangshen, and he can be sure that the barrier in front of him is not inferior to the Shangshen, and even higher than the Shangshen. This makes him more and more curious about who Dongling Ce is, and why he is in the Shangshen. After staying in the world for so many years, I have never heard of this person's name.