WMNS Ch. 8.1

Translator: Dj22031

Editor: Dj22031

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Xue Meng woke up after smelling a strong fragrance.

When he woke up, the sky outside was already bright, but his brain was still dizzy after a hangover. After rubbing his temples vigorously, he got up unsteadily and went to the bathroom to wash up. The person in the mirror had disheveled hair, red eyes, and looked very tired. He brushed his teeth and yawned sleepily.

After tidying up, he went out to work.

He just opened the door, and he was stunned.

The outside was not the neighborhood he was familiar with. Looking around, except for the house where he stood, there was nothing but whiteness everywhere. The sky was white, the ground was also white, and the white and soft clouds were floating in the sky, with golden light shuttling among them. The golden light was not dazzling, but very soft, making people feel close to it just by looking at it.

Xue Meng’s original surprise and fear faded unconsciously, and he stepped forward involuntarily, walking towards the golden light.

After walking a few steps, he looked back subconsciously, and the house behind him had disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of whiteness.

This scene was originally very strange, but for some reason he didn’t find it strange in his heart. On the contrary, he felt closer to and an yearning for the wandering golden light, and wanted to go there very much.

Fortunately, he didn’t have to go far, and he saw the source of the golden light.

It was a pure white idol, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, holding a golden bowl in his left hand, placing his fingers on his knees with his right hand, lowering his head slightly, in order to look at his believers compassionately. Those golden lights poured out from the golden bowl in the left hand of the Buddha statue. One strand after another, endless, wandering freely, like a living thing.

At the feet of the Buddha statue, there were still many men and women kneeling. They whispered incomprehensible whispers, and every time they read a sentence, they extremely devoutly kowtowed once.

Xue Meng also knelt down on the ground in a daze. There were people kneeling around him, and he was still chanting words. Xue Meng listened carefully, and finally heard those whispers clearly.

“Master Suishen, please bless me to win the first prize in this lottery…”

“Master Suishen, believers, please kill that bitch for me…”

“Master Suishen, please make Chen Yu fall in love with me …”

“Master Suishen…”

“Master Suishen…”


Countless prayers gathered like tiny raindrops, forming a torrential trend in Xue Meng’s ears.

Those voices of prayer carried strong emotions, madness, or hatred… Everyone knelt before the god, begging the god to realize their wishes with the most humble and fanatical gestures.

Xue Meng felt dizzy for a while.

He suddenly heard a compassionate voice next to his ears: “My most loyal believer, what do you want?”

“Wealth, power, love… as long as you make a wish, I will make it come true for you.”

This voice was ethereal, seeming to contain endless compassion, slowly tempting Xue Meng to make a wish.

Xue Meng opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to say something, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the people who made wishes on the left and right got up and left with red faces, as a pale golden halo shrouded them.

There were more people making wishes, and he saw those golden lights, after the believers made their wishes, they deftly penetrated into their bodies and turned into hazy halos.

The voice asked slowly again: “What do you want?”

Xue Meng’s eyes were blurred, what did he want? His eyes rolled slowly, as if he had finally thought of his wish.

“My lord, I want to—”

Halfway through his words, his confused mind suddenly froze for a moment.

He suddenly remembered what Jiang Lan had said to him during the day.

“There are gains and losses in everything. You can’t get something that doesn’t belong to you for nothing. Naturally, you have to exchange it with something of equivalent value.”

Exchange something of equivalent value… exchange something of equivalent value…

This sentence was like spring, and thunder exploded in his mind.

His feverish mind woke up for a moment, and Xue Meng suddenly raised his head to look at the statue, but saw that the statue still looked sympathetic, with a smile on his lips. It was just that the smile on the lips after having been watched for a long time, had added a sense of treachery.

Xue Meng dripped cold sweat behind his back.

Just when he didn’t know what to do, a familiar voice pulled him back from the edge of fear. It was Jiang Lan’s voice—

“I found you.”

Xue Meng turned around in surprise and joy and saw Jiang Lan striding forward. Walking towards them, he approached him in the blink of an eye. He hurriedly got up, eager to tell Jiang Lan about the strange situation just now, but he opened and closed his mouth, but no sound came out.

He was so anxious that sweat dripped from his forehead, but Jiang Lan walked up to him in a leisurely manner, raised his hand to pat his forehead, and said softly: “Go back and have a good sleep.” He walked in the direction he had come involuntarily.

Seeing Xue Meng walking back, the smile on the statue’s lips stagnated: “Who are you waiting for? If you don’t respect God, you will be punished with death.”

Jiang Lan blinked, and suddenly smiled mysteriously: “…I’m afraid I will scare you if I say it. The big gods and small gods who have passed away under my hand, there are fifty if not one hundred.”

“Son, don’t talk nonsense!”

The corner of the idol’s lips pursed, and the compassion on his face disappeared, leaving only cold malice. He saw the idol in front of him turn around, and the believers kneeling on the ground disappeared in an instant, and the idol sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform slowly got up, and the raised right hand became a claw. With the momentum of wind and thunder, he grabbed Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan didn’t dodge or evade, letting the unreasonably long hand grab him and send him to the statue.

The idol stared at him coldly, with a malicious and triumphant smile on his face.

Jiang Lan looked at him and laughed too. His bright eyes were like looking at a piece of fat pork belly, and he muttered to himself: “It’s just a clone. It’s not in the rules that I can’t eat it. If I eat it quietly, I should have no problem…”

Before the idol understood what the arrogant intruder was saying to him, he noticed that the body of Jiang Lan, who was being held by him, suddenly swelled rapidly, and turned into a black beast in the blink of an eye.

The body was like a wolf, the horns were like a cow, with the teeth of a tiger, the feet of a horse, and the tail of a dragon. The scarlet vertical pupil fixedly looked over, it was the excitement of seeing food.


The idol’s eyes widened in astonishment, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice. Unfortunately, before he could feel remorse or fear, Taotie opened his mouth wide and swallowed it whole without hesitation.

Jiang Lan changed back to human form, stroked his slightly bulging belly, and burped happily.

It had been a long time since he met such a fool who came to his door to let him eat.

He licked his lips with insatiable desire, and Jiang Lan vaguely felt that the taste was familiar. After thinking about it, he couldn’t remember where he ate it. After all, he ate too many demons and gods in ancient times.

He couldn’t think of it, so he didn’t force it, stomped his feet, and retreated from Xue Meng’s dream.

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