Transformed into a heartthrob's simp, every day is a battleground.

Chapter 59 People Die for Money

Yan Yu looked at him, "Do you want to go in and offer your prayers?"

He repeated Meng Zhi's words, then nodded, "Okay."

Meng Zhi was taken aback when he heard this. In the script, he expressed his curiosity about Cimu Hall and his desire to go inside and see it for himself, but Yan Yu still refused him, saying that Cimu Hall was not suitable for outsiders to enter, as it was their faith.

Meng Zhi's script also mentions that later on, when Yan Yu is not in the Cimu Hall, they will climb over the wall in the middle of the night and come to the main hall where the Cimu statue is located to look for clues.

The golden statue of the Compassionate Mother at night has long lost the kind and benevolent look it had during the day.

They had never been inside the Cimu Hall. Looking at the golden statue of the Cimu under the incense and candlelight at night, Meng Zhi couldn't help but say to Ruan Yun beside him, "Why do I feel like all three of her heads are staring at us?"

All three heads of the golden statue of the Compassionate Mother in the main hall were turned in the same direction.

Seeing that they had finally noticed him, he smiled.

They had to leave the slow-witted Gu Jia behind before they could leave Cimu Hall safely.

The next day, they went to the vicinity of the Cimu Hall with trepidation, and saw Yan Yu pouring blood onto the bluestone road outside.

Ruan Yun leaned over to exchange pleasantries and asked where the blood came from.

Yan Yu only thought that a rat had died in the main hall.

“…Why would a dead rat have so much blood…?” Sun Yue couldn’t help but ask.

Yan Yu glanced at them and said, "That rat is blind and ran into the body of the benevolent mother."

"It took some effort to clean the golden statue."

Meng Zhi had read the script and knew that Yan Yu would not allow them to enter, which is why he made that statement.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yu did not follow the script at all... Meng Zhi glanced at the golden-roofed building behind him. Although he had not seen the golden body of the compassionate mother, which resembled a demon, as described in the script, he knew that this place was very dangerous. The thing worshipped in Wusheng Village was obviously somewhat evil.

"...Should we go in now?" Meng Zhi asked. "Wouldn't that be a bit abrupt?"

Yan Yu touched his sleeve. "It's rare for my loving mother to see outsiders. Since you are so sincere, she naturally won't blame you."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door to the Cimu Hall behind him, saying, "Please."

Meng Zhi was now in a dilemma. On the one hand, he was somewhat wary of the golden statue of the compassionate mother in the main hall, and on the other hand, he was worried that refusing now would anger Yan Yu. In the end, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Then I will go in and pay my respects."

Yan Xun didn't have a script. At first, when Meng Zhi said that, he thought that the other party was just going through the motions. But when he saw the other party's somewhat embarrassed and surprised expression, he knew that this part was probably not in the script.

Ruan Yun's expression was also somewhat strange, as if she didn't understand why Meng Zhi was doing this.

The street was eerily quiet. Meng Zhi slowly walked into the Cimu Hall under everyone's gaze.

Even though it was broad daylight, the moment he stepped inside, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if something was watching him.

This feeling became even stronger as he approached the main hall where the golden statue of the Compassionate Mother sat. He subconsciously wanted to back away, but found that Yan Yu had already followed and was standing behind him, blocking all his escape routes.

Meng Zhi mentally calculated his props again.

He glanced at the live stream chat, where gift effects were flying everywhere. The reason he suddenly spoke up was because the viewers in the live stream wanted to see him do something funny, saying that Wusheng Village was making the Cimu Hall so mysterious, and asked Meng Zhi to go in and explore.

Meng Zhi, holding the script, knew Yan Yu would definitely refuse, which is why he had the system post a message in the live stream—

[If the donation exceeds the points limit, the streamer will immediately visit the Compassionate Mother's Hall.]

Seeing that the tipping amount had exceeded the limit, he then feigned concern and asked Yan Yu if he could go to the Cimu Hall to pay his respects.

I never expected that Yan Yu would be different from the one written in the script!

His request was granted, and the chat in the live stream was filled with cheering, saying they would collect the streamer's body.

"What are you waiting for?" Yan Yu asked, standing behind Meng Zhi.

Meng Zhi turned around cautiously. Yan Yu looked like someone who could easily deceive the world, at least the appearance of a qualified charlatan. But in Meng Zhi's eyes at this moment, the other party was like a death knell. The thing in the Cimu Hall was obviously an evil god. Yan Yu could get along with this thing peacefully. Could he be a good person?

Meng Zhi forced a smile, "No."

"I just don't know how to kneel down properly."

"It's alright."

“A loving mother doesn’t care about these details.”

He stood behind Meng Zhi, blocking the only way for him to leave the Cimu Hall. "Please."

“When outsiders come, my loving mother will be happy.”

Meng Zhi knew he couldn't escape it, so he could only grit his teeth and step into the main hall where the golden statue of the compassionate mother was enshrined. As soon as he stepped in, the feeling of being watched became even more pronounced.

The bricks on the ground had some dirty marks, like grease that had accumulated over the years and couldn't be wiped off.

The main hall was filled with a mixture of incense, candles, offerings, and a faint stench of decay.

Meng Zhi sniffed, sensing the smells emanating from around the golden statue of the compassionate mother. He dared not look up, and could only kneel down haphazardly, then kowtow and pray, repeatedly saying that the compassionate mother was magnanimous and had forgiven his disrespect...

"Click click".

The wooden doors of the main hall seemed to be swaying in the wind.

Meng Zhi had finished kneeling and was about to get up when he saw his shadow beside him in the candlelight.

A huge head, with its neck outstretched, stopped above his body.

In an instant, the terrifying scene described in the script sent chills down Meng Zhi's spine!

"whee."

"Haha."

The sounds of children laughing and playing could be heard inside the main hall.

Meng Zhi didn't have time to think it through. His instincts reacted faster than his brain. He immediately got up from the prayer mat and stumbled out of the main hall!

Behind him, the statue of the Compassionate Mother remained in the same posture as before, with her eyes lowered and a smile on her face, and the children beside her were also smiling.

……

From Yan Xun's angle, he could see Meng Zhi walking towards the main hall of the Cimu Hall with a pale face.

He watched as Meng Zhi knelt down and kowtowed to the golden statue of the compassionate mother. Due to the angle, he could only see Meng Zhi and the offering table in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Zhi suddenly got up from the ground, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and immediately ran towards the door.

He pushed aside Yan Yu at the entrance of the main hall and ran all the way to the outside of the Cimu Hall.

Then it seemed like she was regaining her senses... staring at her own hand, and then glancing at Yan Yu, whom she had pushed away.

Yan Yu stood inside the Cimu Hall, brushing off imaginary dust from his body before looking at Meng Zhi, whose face was filled with terror.

"So nervous?"

He walked slowly out of the Mother's Hall, looking somewhat puzzled. "Did you hear something?"

"Or did you see something?"