Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 358: Old Friends Reunite and Suspicions Arise

Inside the villa, Jia Lan'er was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, scrolling through her phone. When she heard the door open, she didn't even raise her head.

The tone was full of gossip: "Hey, Fatty Baili, where have you been hanging out again?"

Fatty Baili walked into the villa with a pale face, like an eggplant hit by frost, with his head drooping.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen also followed him in.

Wu Hen was tossing a small metal ball in his hand, which made a crisp "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound. It was the treasure he had just drawn from the system - the "Invincible Fart Bomb".

He leaned over to Fatty Baili, winked, and asked, "What's up, bro? Did your date fail? Did the girl dislike you because you look like a New Year's picture doll?"

Fatty Baili waved his hands weakly and collapsed directly on the sofa, like a stranded salted fish.

Lin Qiye calmly walked to the window and looked at the heavy rain outside, as if he saw nothing.

Seeing Baili Pang'er's depressed look, Jialan'er tactfully shut up, and the others also tacitly did not ask about the outcome of the date.

At this time, An Yuqing came out with a plate of cut fruits.

Seeing Baili Pang'er's appearance, he just sighed softly and put the fruit plate on the coffee table.

There was a subtle awkward atmosphere in the room, and everyone had their own thoughts.

Cao Yuanhai broke the silence and looked at Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

In a serious tone, he said, "I always feel that the person wearing the white fox mask looks a bit like Shen Qingzhu... What do you think?"

Fatty Baili suddenly jumped up from the sofa, a gleam in his eyes: "That's right! I think it's him too! That figure, that feeling, there's no way I'm wrong!"

Everyone looked at each other, lost in thought.

"and many more,"

An Yuqing suddenly spoke,

"Do you remember the mysterious man we met near the fasting center? He was also wearing a mask..."

"Could it be...it's really him?"

Jialaner widened her eyes and covered her mouth in disbelief.

Baili Pang'er slapped his thigh suddenly: "I remember it!"

"He helped us at that time! Could it be that he has been protecting us secretly all this time?"

"If that's really the case..."

A complicated light flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes.

"Then his status in the believers' organization..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Hen suddenly interrupted and said, "Oh, who cares about his identity!"

"As long as he's not an enemy, that's fine! Maybe he's an undercover agent! It's exciting just thinking about it!"

As he spoke, he started playing with the "Invincible Fart Bomb" in his hand.

A smirk appeared on his face.

Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly and was about to say something when suddenly the doorbell of the villa rang...

The doorbell rang, breaking the solemn atmosphere. Wu Hen said with a sly smile, "I'll go open the door. Who knows, it might be some young lady throwing herself at me!"

He jumped to open the door, humming a little tune.

"If Shen Qingzhu is really in the believer organization..."

Lin Qiye stroked his chin, his tone solemn.

"Then he is likely to have signed a soul contract and has no control over his life."

"Soul contract?"

Jia Lan'er exclaimed, "Isn't that thing difficult to remove? Does Shen Qingzhu really have to stay in the believer organization for the rest of her life?"

Baili Pang'er, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke up: "The Heaven-Returning Jade...maybe it can cancel the Soul Contract."

Although his tone was calm, there was a barely perceptible tremor in it.

Everyone turned to look at Baili Pang'er. The fat guy who used to laugh all the time had now become so calm, as if he had experienced many changes in the world.

Feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at by everyone, Fatty Baili scratched his head and smiled.

Trying to liven up the atmosphere: "How about I show everyone how to break a rock with my chest? I've been practicing hard lately, it's guaranteed to be amazing!"

Cao Yuanhai rolled his eyes at him unhappily: "It's already this hour, and you still have the mind to joke?"

Jia Lan'er was in high spirits. She rolled up her sleeves and showed off her snow-white arms: "Come on, come on, watch me! Breaking a rock with your chest is nothing. I'll show you how to chop a kitchen knife with my hands!"

As she spoke, she slammed a kitchen knife onto the coffee table with a "bang".

The atmosphere instantly became much more relaxed. Lin Qiye looked at them with a gentle gaze and a slight smile on his lips.

In a luxurious nightclub, amidst the deafening music, Shen Qingzhu sat alone on the edge of the VIP booth, a glass of amber wine gently shaking in his hand.

He frowned slightly and his eyes were cold, as if he was out of tune with the hustle and bustle around him.

A heavily made-up woman twisted her body and moved closer to Shen Qingzhu.

She said in a coquettish voice: "Handsome boy, it's so lonely to drink alone, do you want me to accompany you?"

Shen Qingzhu didn't even look at her, and coldly spat out one word: "Get lost."

The woman was irritated by his attitude and reached out to grab his collar, but Shen Qingzhu grabbed her wrist with such force that she gasped in pain.

"I'll say it again, get out." Shen Qingzhu's voice was icy cold, like the cold wind from hell.

The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly broke free from his hand and crawled away.

Seeing this, the other women who had gathered around also dispersed.

Shen Qingzhu withdrew his gaze and continued to drink silently, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

His figure, under the dim light, seemed even more mysterious...

"Hehe, quite interesting..." A low voice sounded not far away.