“…,” the God of Gambling looked somewhat embarrassed, “H-how could there be two question marks? Something must have gone wrong. Let’s start over.”
Bai Lixin clicked his tongue twice and raised his beautiful eyebrows like the sarcastic villain in an eight o’clock TV drama, “How come there’s still talk of starting over? You, a mighty god, can’t afford to play?”
“But you are the lofty god, and I am just a humble human being. If you really want to start over, what can I do? Who made me a powerless little person with no rights to speak.”
“Ah, some lives are heavier than Mount Tai, while others are lighter than a feather. I estimate I’m just that lowly feather.”
The God of Gambling was obviously made of stone, but he seemed to be blushing.
He extended his long nails, pointed at Bai Lixin with wide eyes and stuttered, “Y-you, don’t provoke me here. It’s just a punishment! A punishment it is! I, the God of Gambling, am willing to gamble and accept defeat, who am I afraid of!”
The two question marks on the tabletop suddenly became three-dimensional, floated into the air and expanded.
On the left was written “Slap yourself on the left cheek a hundred times,” and on the right was written “Slap yourself on the right cheek a hundred times.”
The God of Gambling: “…”
‘Trash dice, I’ll smash you tomorrow!’
The heavy and pure “slap slap” sound continued without interruption. The God of Gambling was quite upright; he actually slapped himself with all his strength. Occasionally, there were creaking sounds as some debris fell from his face.
Because he was made of stone, the god’s face didn’t swell no matter how many times it was slapped, but due to the falling debris, his cheeks became like the surface of the moon, pockmarked.
After slapping each cheek a hundred times, the God of Gambling looked at Bai Lixin again, his eyes burning with fiery determination, “Next!”
Bai Lixin no longer knew how to spell “fear.” He straightened his back, and said boldly, “Come on, who’s afraid of whom.”
The God of Gambling: “But we need to change the game, no more dice. The dice are in bad shape today, let’s try something else!”
Bai Lixin looked disdainful, “Hmph, can’t afford to play.”
The God of Gambling was furious, “Who says I can’t afford it! Don’t you want to… want, try something different?!”
As he spoke, the God of Gambling angrily put away the dice, and a new item appeared on the table.
It was a cylinder with several bamboo sticks inserted into it, it looked plain and unremarkable.
The God of Gambling: “Do you know what this is?”
Bai Lixin shook his head, “I don’t know.”
The God of Gambling cleared his throat, “Let me explain this game to you. This game is called ‘Hanging by a Thread.’ There are a total of one hundred bamboo sticks here. They all look the same length from above, but their bottoms vary in length. Each of us will draw one, and whoever gets the longer stick wins. The one with the shorter stick will face the punishment of ‘Hanging by a Thread.'”
Bai Lixin: “What is the punishment?”
The God of Gambling: “Since it’s called ‘Hanging by a Thread,’ naturally, it’s hanging by a thread. You won’t die, but you will experience a pain similar to death. Come on!”
After saying that, the God of Gambling stretched out his hand.
Halfway through, he thought of something and withdrew his hand, pointing at Bai Lixin, “You draw first this time!”
Bai Lixin now felt no burden at all. He raised his hand and randomly picked one.
Then he drew a stick.
“Hahaha!” The God of Gambling suddenly burst into laughter, pointing at Bai Lixin with a ferocious expression, “Hahaha, so short. Believe it or not, I’ve never lost in this game. I can always pick the longest one! Foolish human, wait to face the punishment of the game!”
He confidently grabbed above the bamboo tube.
Then he drew out half a stick.
Bai Lixin: “Tsk tsk tsk, seems like mine is longer? Does that mean I win?”
The God of Gambling: “…”
‘This is unreasonable!
How is this possible!
Is the God of Luck blind today?’
Just as the God of Gambling was surprised, the bamboo tube in front of him suddenly lit up brightly, and the next second, the God of Gambling was sucked in.
After five seconds, the God of Gambling was released from the bamboo tube.
It’s unclear what happened inside, but his eyes were red, as if he had cried, and there was fear on his face.
Bai Lixin seized the victory and pursued, “Come on, God of Gambling, third round!”
The God of Gambling touched his nose and waved his hand, “We won’t play anymore today, you can go.”
Bai Lixin widened his eyes innocently, “Huh, isn’t it three consecutive wins? I’ve only won against you twice.”
The God of Gambling wiped his eyes again, “No more competing.”
As he spoke, he slowly retreated into the wall, and the table disappeared into thin air.
A seamless gap appeared in the middle of the wall in front of him, leaving a passage wide enough for one person to pass through.
A brilliant golden light poured out from the gap, instantly illuminating the space.
Bai Lixin glanced at the already very mottled statue of the God of Gambling and slowly walked into the door.
Different from the pitch-black Temple of the Sun outside, this palace was radiant and magnificent.
Gold, jade, and diamonds built this incredibly luxurious palace. More magnificent than this palace was the man lying on the golden bed in front of him.
The man exuded a warm and gentle golden light all over his body, wrapped in soft golden robes, sleeping soundly like a baby.
The man had a head of thick and soft golden waves, and his long curls spread out and scattered all over the bed. Half of these hairs turned into silk, scattered on the ground, and half turned into a brocade quilt, covering the man’s body.
Under the hair was a handsome face, with long and thick eyelashes, like the gods depicted in Western mythology.
Bai Lixin was stunned for a moment.
‘So this the God of Light?’
The words of the Mother Earth fell hastily: [Brave believer, you are amazing. Fearless and brave, you have defeated the terrifying gatekeeper, overcome countless difficulties, and finally found the cursed God of Light .]
[There is only one way to lift the curse, only the kiss of a warrior can dispel the evil curse. Please wake up our God of Light with your kiss!]
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘No need to exaggerate.
Countless difficulties? It’s just walking a path.’
‘And the terrifying gatekeeper… Give me a break, isn’t this just a giveaway?’
Bai Lixin poked the cheek of the God of Light, which was hard and soft at the same time. Hard because of the firm and smooth bones, soft because of the delicate skin.
Mother Earth urged, [Hurry up.]
Just as Bai Lixin was still playing with the God of Light’s cheek unmoved, a strange force suddenly pushed him forward.
Bai Lixin fell forward uncontrollably, his chest directly against the God of Light’s chest, his face almost touching the God of Light’s face.
Half of his body was pressed against the God of Light, while the other half was still supported on the ground.
Bai Lixin turned his head back, but there was no one behind him.
But at this moment, something strange happened again.
Bai Lixin’s shirt seemed to come to life. It pulled out on its own and slowly started unbuttoning itself one button at a time.
Something grabbed his waist.
The next second, there was a rustling sound, and two pieces of fabric piled up at his feet.
Something crept up his ankle, and at the same time, the pressure from behind came again.
Bai Lixin had to lean forward, his body squeezed between the invisible life and the perfect and robust body of the God of Light.
…
After a long time.
The pressure behind disappeared, and a big hand lifted him up.
The God of Light had woken up at some point, and was looking at him with a pair of gentle eyes, showing a hint of satisfaction and indulgence.
His warm palm stroked Bai Lixin’s wet hair, his fingertips slowly inserted into the damp hair, slowly moved downwards skillfully and fell on Bai Lixin’s nape, “Are you okay?”
Bai Lixin’s voice was somewhat hoarse, and his watery eyes glared at the holy and pure god, “What do you think?”
The god chuckled softly in a hoarse voice, “Looks like you’re fine.”
Bai Lixin’s face flushed red, and his eyes were like knives gouging out the radiant and holy God of Light: “You are the one who is fine, okay?!”
Bai Lixin raised his head, carefully scrutinizing the god in front of him.
The eyes of the God of Light were also golden, like two bright suns, warm and filled with tenderness. The sleeping God of Light was already so beautiful that one couldn’t look away, and when those eyes were open, everything around dimmed in comparison.
This was the God of Light.
The god symbolizing light and warmth.
Bai Lixin’s face turned even more red.
‘Damn it, why is the old gong is so handsome!
He lay there for a while, and suddenly remembered something important: “You went to all this trouble to bring me here just to cosplay with me? Fulfilling your evil XP?”
‘Old gong, you are really sick.’
Dijia tried to make his expression more sincere: “That’s definitely not it. The main purpose is to give you something, everything else is secondary.”
Bai Lixin rolled his eyes, indicating disbelief.
Dijia: “Ahem.”
After a long time, Bai Lixin felt the ground beneath him start to shake and tremble, and even the ceiling began to crack.
Dijia reluctantly helped Bai Lixin get dressed, “This space is collapsing, time’s up.”
He muttered lowly, “What bad luck.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
After being dressed by Dijia himself, Bai Lixin stood at the head of the bed, staring earnestly at Dijia.
Dijia felt a bit uncomfortable under his gaze, but after a while, he finally reacted and immediately said, “Oh”, then gently waved his finger and a square golden box appeared in front of Bai Lixin.
“For you, a gift.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘You said giving gifts was the main purpose?
You’ve forgotten already!
You’re not a good thing!’
Bai Lixin: “What’s this?”
Dijia pinched his chin, lost in thought.
After a few seconds of contemplation, he tilted his head, “It should be some performance points and mall points. I randomly allocated some from mine but because this place is like a copy, and the total points limit for a copy is limited. I can only give you this little thing, it should be enough to level up a few floors, so don’t be dissatisfied.”
“The path to the gods is about to disappear, I’ll send you out.” The golden hair of the God of Light suddenly stretched forward, as if alive, constantly weaving left and right and finally forming a long golden passage.
At the end of the passage, an arched door slowly appeared on the wall .
Just like the Guidance of the Gods prop card, there was a dazzling starlight vortex in the middle of this arched door, constantly twisting and beckoning towards Bai Lixin.
Bai Lixin glanced back at Dijia, feeling reluctant.
Before leaving, he hugged his lover tightly, “I’m leaving, dear, wait for me.”
Dijia smiled lightly, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”
Bai Lixin walked along the golden road made of golden hair, looked back at the golden god sitting steadily at the head of the bed, then turned and walked through the door.
Obrigado pelo capítulo!
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