The corners of Cheng Ziming's mouth rose slightly, and there was an indescribable bitterness in his smile, and he said: "The treasure is real, and the purpose is false." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info In this way, it is easier for people to be fooled by the true and false. ”

Qian Shoucai interjected: "Since the treasure is real, as long as you get the treasure, what do you care about the rest?"

Qi Feiyun shouted unceremoniously: "Shut up! You're still an immortal cultivator, have you forgotten why you came?"

Wen Pearl pulled Wen Coral and said, "Sister, since Brother Cheng has seen through the deception, why is he not happy at all?"

Cheng Ziming shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Because I saw through all this, I felt deeply terrible. We've been played around, but we have no power to fight back. ”

Qi Feiyun showed an incredible look on his face and asked, "If everything here is an illusion, and all the experiences are illusory, I can still understand this. But if someone is playing tricks on us, I don't understand. Who is this man? Who is he teasing us?"

"Who else. Cheng Ziming smiled bitterly and said: "Naturally, it is the wishing spirit that has been haunting us since we entered the small world! The reason why the whole treasure hunt is a scam is precisely because they played the banner of treasure hunting, saying that they were looking for the hidden place of the wishing gods. But who would have thought that in fact, the wish-making spirit is hiding in this tent!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and even the beautiful man on the wooden couch showed a sense of surprise on his face.

Shi Dada rushed forward two steps, pointed at the beautiful man, and said, "Is it him? He is the wishing god? How is this possible? He is obviously a mortal with no mana at all!"

Cheng Ziming looked away bitterly and said, "He is not a wish-making god. Didn't you notice that he had a mocking smile on his face all the time? He wasn't laughing at us, he was laughing at himself. He seems to be on top of the mountain, posing as the owner of the golden tent, but he is nothing but a puppet to be manipulated. ”

Shi Keda's body stiffened, and he pointed at the beautiful man's arm and slowly lowered it. The beautiful man on the wooden couch didn't say a word, the look of surprise on his face gradually receded, and there was a little more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Cheng Ziming.

Cheng Ziming paused, and suddenly said: "The real tent owner, who has been playing tricks with our wishing spirit, is her!"

After speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the girl in the red gauze skirt.

The girl had her back to the crowd, leaning on the table at the edge of the couch, holding an oil lamp in both hands, and was boredly fiddling with the red flames of the oil lamp.

She never looked back, but as if she had eyes on her back, she saw Cheng Ziming pointing at her back.

"Hee-hee. How did you find me? The girl held the oil lamp in her hand and turned around slowly. Her voice was languid and casual, with an inexpressible sense of seduction.

Cheng Ziming's whole body shook violently, he was too familiar with this voice. This was the voice he had heard three times in his predicament, the ethereal, mysterious, and seductive song that came from the girl's languid voice.

He squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that you are the wish-making deity." It's you who jumped out and admitted it. Actually, I didn't notice you, I was referring to the oil lamp. ”

"Oh?" said the girl, who chuckled, her face wonderful, with large, innocent eyes, long, thick eyelashes, and dark eyes, as mysterious as the night sky. She lazily stretched her waist, held the oil lamp to her chest, and said, "I am the lamp, and the lamp is me, what is the difference?"

Cheng Ziming's whole body was shocked, and he suddenly understood, and suddenly said, "I see." I wondered why you could keep singing in my ear, and only I could hear it. ”

The girl smiled slightly, and her eyes shone with pleasure, as if the stars in the night sky suddenly bloomed. She laughed, "It is enough for one person in each team to hear my guidance." Who made you the smartest one?"

Shi Dada suddenly jumped out, he pointed at the girl irritably, and shouted impatiently at Cheng Ziming: "Cheng Daoyou, this chick is a wish-making god? Don't be funny! She is obviously a mortal with no mana! Also, you have been talking for a long time, why don't I understand a word! Is it good to talk about people! Explain quickly!"

Qi Feiyun pursed his lips and shouted: "Shut up, how can you speak!"

Shi Da wilted for a moment, and Nuno shrank his neck.

Qi Feiyun sighed and said to Cheng Ziming, "Explain quickly." ”

"yes, explain it quickly. The girl crossed her legs, held the oil lamp in her arms, propped her arms on her knees, supported her chin with both hands, and asked coquettishly, "How did you find me?"

Cheng Ziming looked at the girl, his eyes were complicated, and said, "Do you remember what we went through along the way?" When we first entered the small world, we were in a magnificent underground palace. There is a small palace in the middle of the underground palace. The palace is beautifully shaped, and the outer walls are also carved with frescoes. The small palace was empty, only a wall, a door.

We managed to find the key, opened the wooden door on the wall, and walked through the corridor to the desert.

After being separated in the desert, we all had our own adventures and finally came together again before the Temple of Wishes. So we went through the catastrophe of the temple together, and in the dormitory of the wishing god, we met a little girl who could only read. She said that when the army invaded the temple, the wishing deity left the temple under the escort of the host. She obviously lied, but none of us thought at the time that such an innocent and cute little girl could deceive people without blinking an eye.

Moreover, it should be true that she claims to be a saint who serves the wishing deity. We believe in her because she doesn't lie about everything. Truth and falsehood are said together, and truth is accompanied by falsehood, such lies are the most realistic and the most difficult to identify.

In fact, at that time, the wish-making deity was always in the dormitory, right under our noses. At that time, it was the first time I saw this oil lamp with my own eyes. It hides behind a large bowl full of apples, revealing only the reddish flames on the wick.

We have always thought that the wishing deity is a person, a demon cultivator, who would have thought that the real wishing deity is actually a treasure, a treasure that can fulfill the wishes of the world.

The truth has always been in front of our eyes, but unfortunately we have never seen it.

And all the suspicions arose after the fire in the dormitory. That fire was too weird, it was the wishing god, oh, it should be the first flaw in all the arrangements of the wishing god. ”

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