Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 546: The outcome of the archery competition is determined, and the embarrassing situation of

"Swoosh——" The second arrow still missed the target.

Xing Taixiang felt that the air around him had solidified, as if an invisible hand had strangled his throat.

"Swoosh——" The third arrow missed the target again!

Xing Taixiang was completely desperate. He dropped his hands weakly like a defeated rooster.

Missing all three arrows is so embarrassing!

Xing Taixiang wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

He lowered his head in frustration, his toes unconsciously kicking the stones on the ground. The atmosphere was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Seeing this, the fox girl covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes moving around, indescribably charming and attractive.

She picked up an arrow, put it on the bowstring gracefully, and was about to shoot when suddenly, "A-choo!" A loud sneeze broke the silence of the yard.

The arrow in his hand flew out with a "plop" sound, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and was still a long way away from the copper pot.

Xing Taixiang was stunned. He blinked and wondered if he was hallucinating.

The fox girl...actually failed as well?

And, in such an outrageous way?

He looked at the arrow on the ground, then looked at the confused fox girl, and suddenly realized: he won!

"I... I won?" Xing Taixiang couldn't believe his ears. He pinched his thigh hard. The severe pain made him sure that this was not a dream.

"I won! I won!" Xing Taixiang jumped up excitedly, like a lucky guy who won a five million dollar prize.

He waved his arms excitedly, and the smile on his face was brighter than the sun.

The fox girl shook her head helplessly. This sudden sneeze really caught her off guard.

However, she was willing to accept defeat. She looked at Xing Taixiang and said softly, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Xing Taixiang saw the smile on his face freeze instantly. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "I want..."

[Event occurred]

"I want... a prophecy!"

Xing Taixiang's voice trembled a little. He stared at the fox girl closely, afraid of missing any change in her expression.

"About Yunari...or rather, the prophecy about Yuzheli's black descendants!"

The fox girl's eyes changed slightly, and she looked at Xing Taixiang deeply, as if she wanted to see something from his eyes.

"Yuzhe Rikuro..." The fox girl repeated the name softly, as if carrying some kind of magic, making the air around her become sticky.

She slowly closed her eyes and muttered something, as if chanting an ancient spell.

Suddenly, the fox girl opened her eyes abruptly, and her originally clear eyes now turned a strange red, like two burning flames.

Xing Taixiang was startled by this sudden change and took a step back involuntarily.

The fox girl slowly approached Xing Taixiang, and a faint fox fragrance filled his nose, making him feel dizzy.

The fox girl leaned close to Xing Taixiang's ear and whispered a few words in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Xing Taixiang's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had heard something incredible.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Shock and disbelief were written all over his face.

At the same time, another "good show" was being staged on the festival streets.

Lin Qiye, Wu Hen, Yu Huiqinggong and Xiao Jiner, the four of them were wearing colorful yukatas and walking in the bustling crowd.

These yukata are not ordinary yukata.

It was covered with advertisements for the "Black Wutong Club," with slogans like "Getting rich overnight is not a dream," and "The road to slaying gods begins with Black Wutong," all of which were as exaggerated as possible.

Lin Qiye felt like a moving billboard, feeling uncomfortable all over and wishing he could take off his yukata.

He glanced at Wu Hen beside him. This guy was even more outrageous. He put on a T-shirt with "I am a psychopath" printed on it over his yukata, and grinned foolishly at passers-by from time to time. He was simply a walking emoticon package.

"Wu Hen, can you be more normal?" Lin Qiye couldn't help it anymore and sighed.

"Oh, Qiye, you don't understand this, right? This is called performance art! Do you understand? This kind of contrast is what we want!"

As Wu Hen spoke, he took out a small turtle the size of a palm from the system space and put it on his head.

"Look, this is my new pet, 'Master Roshi'!"

Lin Qiye: “…”

Yuhui Qinggong was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She just wanted to jump into the small river next to her and end it all.

"I say... can we try a different way of promoting it? This is too... too shameful!" Yuhui Qinggong's voice was as small as a mosquito's hum.

Xiao Jin'er seemed quite comfortable. She was wearing a pink bathrobe printed with all kinds of cute little animals. She had two buns on her hair and was skipping in front like a carefree elf.

"I think it's pretty! Everyone is looking at us!" Xiao Jiner said with a smile, waving to passers-by from time to time.

"That's because we look like a joke!" Yuhui Qinggong complained silently in his heart.

The four of them advanced forward with difficulty under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Their every move became a "beautiful scenery" at the ceremony.

Passersby pointed and talked, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures. The scene was very awkward for a while.

Suddenly, Wu Hen stopped, stared straight ahead, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, there's something interesting to watch..." [Event]

"Yoshi! The effect is amazing!"

Uncle Kyosuke squinted his small eyes, looked at the passers-by in front of him who were "blinded" by his own employees, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

He specially wore a bright pink suit today and combed his hair into a shiny slick.

He was holding a cheering stick with "Hei Wutong, you deserve it" printed on it, and he was simply an enhanced version of a walking billboard.

Behind him, Yunari was wearing a simple yukata, with her head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong.

She secretly tugged at the corner of Uncle Kyosuke's clothes and whispered, "Boss...is this really okay? Will Qiye and the others be angry?"

Uncle Kyosuke waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry! Young people should be brave enough to try! Besides, this is all for the club! Sacrifice the small self for the greater good! Do you understand?"

Yunari: "..." She felt that there were probably a hundred thousand dimensional walls between her and Uncle Kyosuke.

On the other side, Yuhuiqing Palace was on the verge of collapse.

She looked at Uncle Kyosuke's arrogant figure and felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

"Sister Qinggong...how about we think of a solution?" Lin Qiye's voice sounded in her ears, with a barely perceptible smirk.

Yuhui Qinggong's eyes lit up: "What method?"

Lin Qiye smiled mysteriously and pointed at several crimson sacks hanging in a roadside grocery store: "What do you think of that one? While the boss isn't paying attention, put the sack on him, and then... hehehe."

Yuhui Qinggong understood instantly, and a knowing smile appeared on his face: "That's a good idea! Let's do it!"

The two hit it off and began secretly planning "Operation Sack".

Wu Hen, however, had no interest in their plan. He was staring at a stall selling octopus balls not far away, his saliva almost dripping.

He turned to Lin Qiye and said, "Qiye, I'm going to buy some food. You guys can have fun."

After saying that, he rushed towards the octopus dumpling stall without looking back, leaving Lin Qiye and Yu Huiqinggong disheveled in the wind.

Just as the two were about to carry out the "Sack Operation", Xiao Jin'er, who had been silent all the time, suddenly grabbed the corner of Yuhui Qinggong's clothes.

"Sister Harumiya..."

She raised her head, her eyes filled with mixed emotions, "Actually... I don't really like being a gigolo."

Yuhui Qinggong was stunned for a moment, and looked at her with some confusion: "Don't like it? Then why do you..."

Xiao Jiner bit her lip, wanting to speak but stopping herself. Finally, she just said softly, "Because... the boss treats me very well."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards Uncle Kyosuke.

Her back seemed a little thin in the crowd, but she exuded an inexplicable determination.

"boss……"

Xiao Jin'er's voice was very soft, but it reached Uncle Kyosuke's ears clearly.

Uncle Kyosuke turned around and saw Xiao Jin'er's delicate little face, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"What's wrong, Xiao Jin'er?" he asked gently.

Xiao Jiner took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "Boss, I..."

"Boss, I don't like wearing this outfit... and I don't like being stared at..."

Xiao Jin'er's voice was as thin as a mosquito, her cheeks were flushed, and her hands were nervously twisting the hem of her yukata.

Uncle Jingjie was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and patted Xiao Jin'er on the head.

"Silly girl, if you don't like it, don't wear it! I'm not forcing you! If you want to wear JK, I'll buy you a dozen tomorrow!"

Little Jin'er raised her head, a hint of surprise flashing in her big eyes, "Really?"

"Of course it's true! When have I ever lied to you, boss?"

Uncle Kyosuke said, pulling out a black card from his pocket, "Use it as you like! Buy whatever you want!"

Xiao Jiner took the black card and carefully put it in his pocket, with a bright smile on his face, "Thank you, boss!"

Lin Qiye and Yu Huiqinggong, who witnessed the whole process, looked at each other in surprise. Wasn't the sudden change in style too fast?

Where's the promised "playing the victim"?

Where is the promised "accusation"?

How did it suddenly become "coquettishness" and "reward"?

It’s such a pity that little Jin’er doesn’t go into acting!

"Qiye, I suddenly feel that our plan is a bit redundant..." Yuhui Qinggong scratched his head awkwardly, and the sack in his hand seemed to have become a hot potato.

"That's right! This little girl is really clever!" Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly and threw the sack aside.

"Forget it, let's think about how to take off this damn yukata!"

Wu Hen had returned with a box full of octopus balls. Seeing Lin Qiye and Yu Huiqinggong looking dejected, he asked curiously, "What's wrong? Are you two constipated?"

"It's worse than constipation!" Lin Qiye glared at him unhappily. "You, on the other hand, are enjoying your meal!"

"Hehe, how can I let down such delicious food?" Wu Hen said, picking up an octopus ball and stuffing it into his mouth with a satisfied expression on his face, "Mmm~ a delicacy!"

At this moment, a deafening roar broke through the night sky, "Bang!", and then a gorgeous firework bloomed in the night sky, kicking off the fireworks festival.

"It's begun!" Cheers broke out in the crowd, and people looked up to admire the beautiful scene.

Wu Hen also raised his head and looked at the fireworks blooming all over the sky, with a meaningful smile on his lips, "The good show has just begun..."

In the distance, a man in a black suit and sunglasses was leading a group of people in uniform towards the Black Sycamore Club...