Chapter 211 People in the Bathtub

"Shh~hum~" On the second floor of the hot pot temple, there was a man in a black and white suit, whistling and wandering around.

His skin was dead white, and no one would notice his face, because everyone would notice his pair of black eyes.

There was no white in the black eyes, as if they were black holes, swallowing everything.

Anyone who looked at these eyes would feel scared. These were not human eyes.

Regarding the bloody scene downstairs, he smacked his lips and said to himself mockingly: "Talos's methods are getting weaker and weaker. The Kingdom of God was beaten, the elect were killed, and he will suffer a great loss this time."

He looked at the spice storehouse in the temple with great interest, and even tasted some. Then he saw a bathroom with a crooked sign hanging on the door.

"In use, no entry".

There is a bathroom on the second floor of the temple? Taking a bath in the middle of the night? Even though the man was well-informed, he had never seen this scene. Could it be that he was also here to collect money with him?

As a god of conspiracy and lies, he also noticed this place when the gods cast their eyes here.

Not to mention the devil and the demon.

This made him feel like a grass growing in his heart. He was very curious and also realized that there was a conspiracy here.

Therefore, he had been paying attention to this place for a long time and saw a lot of fun.

It was not common for the four chosen gods to be beaten. These two people were average in ability, but they were very good at fighting.

He pushed open the door and saw a luxurious bathroom filled with mist. The bathroom was about several hundred square meters, decorated in an antique style, and there were two crane-like copper incense burners burning incense.

There was a screen separating the entrance from the bathtub. The frame of the screen was sandalwood, with silk embroidery on it, which was plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. There were also several sandalwood cabinets on both sides, on which were placed several mirrors, various combs, and several bottles and jars.

On one side of the cabinet, a strange long sword was hanging crookedly. He was also a master of swords, but he had never seen such a long sword. There was no magic light on the long sword, so he looked at it and didn't care.

Through the screen, you can vaguely see a figure lying in the bath.

Even though he was not well educated, he still felt "elegant".

Could it be that there was a beauty in here? The God of Hot Pot has a beautiful woman in his golden house? He keenly sensed the secret.

He tiptoed to find out.

"The hot pot restaurant is closed now. Come back tomorrow if you want to eat. Close the door when you go out, thank you." A lazy male voice interrupted the black-eyed man's actions.

Damn, why is it a man!

Who the hell is watching a man taking a bath! A man taking a bath is so particular?

And, you also know that this is a hot pot restaurant!

He had a lot of complaints, but there were too many, and he didn't know where to start.

"Who are you?" After thinking for a while, he asked.

"A person who loves taking a bath. Who are you?"

"The master of lies, the great and omnipotent dark master-Xirik!" He said quite complacently.

"Oh~ Nice to meet you." He said lazily and perfunctorily, and finally added: "Close the door after you go out. Thank you!"

"???"

I am Xirik? Everyone in Faerun who hears my name is afraid of me and submits to me!

What the hell does "nice to meet you" mean!

And you want me to close the door!

Silence, awkward silence.

Xirik was thinking about how to confront this weird guy, while Zhou Changliu didn't care about Xirik at all.

"Do you know that your hot pot god is in big trouble?" Xirik broke the silence and said.

"Ah? You haven't left yet?" Zhou Changliu said puzzledly, why is this person so tactless?

"..." It was the first time that Xirik was at a disadvantage in words. In the past, he had to rely on intimidation, lies, and deception to deceive others. He had to break his legs and buy crutches to deceive others. Today, he met a weirdo who was not on the same channel as him at all.

Just like you can never win an argument with a mentally retarded person, because he will pull you to the same level and then defeat you with rich experience.

"Your doctrine has caused dissatisfaction among the gods, and those gods hate your doctrine and your way of preaching." Xirik continued to threaten: "Only gods like me who have seen through the truth of the world will agree with your doctrine. The gods are a group of liars, thieves, villains, and bugs! They don't deserve to enjoy the faith of mortals at all."

"Come on, let's work together. With your strength and our wisdom, let's divide this pasture together!"

Xirik enjoys weaving all kinds of lies and conspiracies to lead the gods and mortals who are deeply trapped in them into destruction; or let close friends and lovers kill each other.

What he said was true and false, exaggerated and real.

Unfortunately, he said it to the wrong person.

"Oh~ Thank you for your kindness. We don't need it. Close the door when you leave!" Zhou Changliu's words were still so lazy, as if he would be like this even if the sky fell.

"!!!"

How much do you want me to close the door when I leave! You said it three times!

Xirik was furious. No one has ever spoken to him like this!

"The gods have already set their sights on you. I'm afraid that your support will not be able to return to Faerun. It is a wise choice to cooperate with me." Xirik took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said with anger. Wait for these idiots to take the bait, and see how I fool them.

"Hulu~Hulu~Hulu~"

However, no one listened to him, and the person in the bathtub even snored.

This is really intolerable!

"Ah~" Xirik was furious and drew out a slender long sword. The long sword was shining black, and it was obviously an extraordinary item.

Xirik split the screen with a sword and stabbed the person in the bathtub.

You stupid idiot, go to hell!

With a "swoosh", the long sword hanging on the cabinet flew out and flew into Zhou Changliu's hands.

Then, Xirik saw a bright and gorgeous sword light, and his perspective flew up!

He was beheaded by such a sword!

There are actually masters in this hot pot restaurant!

No wonder...

His consciousness returned to his own kingdom of God, and he was really a little surprised. He touched his neck, and it seemed that the coldness of the sword was still there.

"Ha~haha~" He suddenly laughed.

An incarnation is not a big loss for him. What he laughed at was that the group of gods were going to be in trouble.

This hot pot god is really... too interesting!

Zhou Changliu waved his hand, and the long sword returned to the scabbard. He looked at the screen that was split by the sword and said regretfully:

"What a weird person, it's a pity for my limited edition [Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum] screen."

Xirik: I was careless and didn't dodge.