Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#207 - Chapter 207 Jiang Huaijin

"Ah!"

Xiang Nanzhi, looking ghastly, clenched his fist and slammed it against the ground.

"Playing Flying Chess..." Li Chenqiu picked up Xiang Nanzhi's piece and returned it to his base, "...is all about fate."

"You, you, you..." Xiang Nanzhi pointed at Li Chenqiu's nose and said, "Are you cheating?!"

Li Chenqiu spread his hands, "If I were to cheat, with your magnificent Ten Forbidden Resurrections..."

Suddenly, Li Chenqiu's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked up towards the bow of the ship.

Li Chenqiu's lips parted slightly, "Has it been seven days already?"

"What seven days?" Xiang Nanzhi scratched his head and looked back in the direction of Li Chenqiu's gaze.

In the distance, deep darkness, like a bottomless abyss, devoured the brilliance of the stars. Ghost ships sailed into it, causing ripples in the air before disappearing.

It was like a standing lake surface, constantly beaten by rain, creating inconspicuous ripples.

Xiang Nanzhi stood up and said in surprise, "What's going on? Are we going back?"

Li Chenqiu's gaze narrowed slightly, "Ghost ships appear once every seven days. It's only been three days. How could this be the way back?"

"That's right. So, does that mean these ghost ships are taking us somewhere else?" Xiang Nanzhi echoed.

Li Chenqiu paced to the bow of the ship, "Where could it be?"

Xiang Nanzhi walked to Li Chenqiu's side, "We'll find out when we get there."

The ghost ship moved forward slowly, and the two of them got closer and closer to the darkness, until they were completely submerged.

...

...

After an unknown amount of time, Li Chenqiu, who had fallen into a coma, slowly opened his eyes.

It was completely dark, and he couldn't see anything.

"...Huh?" Li Chenqiu murmured softly, "Why is it so dark?"

After the ghost ship sailed into the darkness, he lost consciousness. When he woke up again, this was the scene before him.

Li Chenqiu raised his hand and reached forward. Before he could fully extend his arm, he hit something, feeling a smooth stone wall.

"Xiang Nanzhi."

Li Chenqiu shouted at the top of his lungs.

There was no response.

Li Chenqiu frowned and thrust his elbow to the side.

Bang!

A dull sound echoed in Li Chenqiu's ears.

At that moment, he finally understood his situation.

He was locked up!

"Sigh~" Li Chenqiu sighed deeply, "That broken ship just wanders around aimlessly. Where has it brought me now?"

Just then, a series of messy and dense footsteps came from a distance, accompanied by bursts of discussion.

"Tomorrow you will participate in the God Conferral Ceremony, so today I'm bringing you here to take a look."

"Grandpa, who is this?"

"This is my younger brother, Jiang Huaijin, also your Second Grandpa. He was once the most favored by the gods, but... unfortunately, he was taken too soon!"

The old man lowered his head, a deep sorrow flowing between his brows, and gently stroked the tombstone in front of him, "Brother, if only you were still alive!"

The young men surrounding the old man stepped forward.

"Grandpa, Second Grandpa in heaven wouldn't want to see you like this."

"Yes, Grandpa, don't be like this."

"Second Grandpa is still watching, you being like this... he won't feel comfortable either!"

The young men comforted him with concern.

In the distance, a large group of men and women, all over thirty-five years old, stood together, looking in the direction of the old man and the young men.

"Sigh, Uncle has started again."

"Decades have passed, and Uncle still can't forget Second Uncle!"

"It's a pity. Second Uncle was the most favored by the gods back then. If he hadn't died, our Tianpeng Tribe might have had a chance to become a third-rate tribe."

"Hopefully, some good seedlings will emerge from this God Conferral Ceremony!"

The crowd discussed.

In front of the tombstone, Jiang Haicheng squeezed out a smile on his old face and reached out to touch the head of the young man beside him, "Offer incense to your Second Grandpa. He will bless you in heaven."

"Grandpa, is that effective?" someone asked.

For a moment, everyone's eyes focused on Jiang Haicheng.

"How could it not be effective?"

Jiang Haicheng smiled kindly, holding a lit incense stick and inserting it in front of the tombstone, "Huaijin, these children are the future of our Tianpeng Tribe. I hope you can bless them to receive the favor of the gods..."

Bang!

A dull sound came from behind the tombstone.

Jiang Haicheng raised his head and looked at the tombstone in surprise.

"Grandpa, the ground seemed to shake just now!"

"And there seems to be some sound coming from behind the tombstone!"

"Could it be... could it be that Second Grandpa is showing himself!"

Jiang Haicheng's eyes flashed slightly when he heard these words, "Huaijin... did you really hear me?"

Bang!

The dull sound rang again.

Jiang Haicheng's expression shook, and he said excitedly, "Quick, quick, kneel down! Your Second Grandpa heard you. He's showing himself!"

The young men were stunned at first, then reacted and immediately knelt on the ground, respectfully kowtowing to Jiang Huaijin's tombstone.

"Second Grandpa, bless me to receive the favor of the Tianpeng God, thank you!"

"Second Grandpa, I hope I will be safe and happy in the future!"

"Second Grandpa, you..."

Boom!

At that moment, a huge sound came from behind the tombstone.

Then, dust flew up, and the coffin lid was lifted, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, a skeleton jumped out and stood on the tombstone.

The next second, terrified screams rang out on the scene.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Ahhhh, Grandpa, save me!"

"Second Grandpa is resurrected! Second Grandpa is resurrected!"

The young men scrambled to their feet and shrank behind Jiang Haicheng.

Jiang Haicheng was also stunned at the moment, his eyes widened, looking at the skeleton in horror.

At the same time, the onlookers in the distance were also shocked by this scene and couldn't speak.

"Ah? What is this? Second Uncle is showing himself?"

"I don't know, what's going on?"

"Is it a zombie?"

On the tombstone, Li Chenqiu looked around and found himself in a beautifully landscaped cemetery.

"Was I buried in a coffin?" Li Chenqiu muttered to himself, then looked down at the crowd standing in front of the tombstone.

"Excuse me, what city is this?" Li Chenqiu asked as gently as possible.

No one answered.

Jiang Haicheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, suppressing the shock in his heart and asked, "You, you, you... are you Huaijin?"

"Huaijin?" Li Chenqiu shook his head, "I'm not Huaijin. You misunderstood."

Li Chenqiu jumped off the tombstone.

Scaring everyone to retreat.

Li Chenqiu pursed his lips speechlessly.

Although he jumped out of the coffin, he shouldn't be so scared, right? Does he look scary?

Seeing that he couldn't get any information, Li Chenqiu was about to leave when Jiang Haicheng's voice came from behind him.

"Wait, wait... a moment!"