vrcanaries Chapter 1169 The Laundry Woman Was Actually a Goddess in the Past?
Chapter 1169 The Laundry Woman Was Actually a Goddess in the Past?
Lin Qiye didn't turn around; his gaze was fixed on the back of Si Xiaonan's head.
He could feel the ground beneath his feet trembling slightly; it wasn't an earthquake.
It looked more like something heavy and sticky was wriggling in the mud.
"This tastes wrong,"
Wu Hen sniffed, his face ashen as if he had swallowed a dead rat.
"It smells like moldy, stale cured meat. Old Lin, my system's warning lights are flashing like a disco. That thing behind me... isn't alive."
"Don't stop, keep going," Lin Qiye whispered.
The three of them passed through a narrow crevice in the valley, and the scene before them suddenly changed.
At the end of the desolate pile of rocks, a shallow stream appeared.
The stream flowed around several smooth, polished blue stones, and a woman dressed in coarse linen clothes was squatting by the water.
With his back to them, he rhythmically swung the wooden mallet in his hand, pounding the soaked clothes one blow at a time.
"They even have a place to wash clothes here?" Wu Hen was stunned, almost dropping the dagger in his hand.
"Asgard is about to explode. This woman has a really strong mentality."
Lin Qiye frowned, not feeling relieved at all.
The woman's rhythm was so steady that even the sound of the wind seemed to stand still between each strike of her mallet.
"Is she an ordinary person?" Lin Qiye asked Si Xiaonan.
Si Xiaonan shook her head, her face pale, and her voice barely audible: "Don't go over there... that's Urd."
"Who?" Wu Hen was about to ask again when the woman by the stream suddenly raised her hand.
The wooden mallet slammed heavily onto the bluestone slab.
In that instant, Lin Qiye felt as if he had been struck head-on by a heavy hammer.
The world before my eyes was like a torn canvas, with large swaths of darkness surging in.
“Damn it…” Wu Hen’s curses distorted and lengthened in my ears.
Lin Qiye found himself unable to move.
He saw the old town from when he was ten years old, he saw the golden light that had stolen his vision.
He saw Zhao Kongcheng, a cigarette dangling from his lips, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "This is the Night Watchman."
I saw myself pushing open one heavy iron door after another in the Gods Mental Hospital.
All the secrets, all the pain, those fragments hidden deep within the soul, were smashed to pieces by this hammer blow and laid bare to be exposed to the sunlight.
Cold sweat poured down his temples.
Lin Qiye felt like a naked death row inmate.
Standing under the spotlight, while the judge's gaze pierces through time and space, picking at his very bones.
"Well……"
Wu Hen let out a painful groan. He knelt on the ground, panting heavily, his eyes filled with fear.
As a time traveler, his greatest strengths lie in his control over the plot and the secrecy of his identity.
But just now, in that instant, he felt as if all his savings had been turned upside down.
The washerwoman slowly stood up and turned her head.
Her face was so ordinary that it was unremarkable, but her eyes were so deep that they seemed to hold the entire long river of history.
"Loki's shadow, an incompetent assassin, and another one..."
The woman's gaze fell on Lin Qiye, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
"The 'Great Xia Blasphemer' who carries the aura of that hospital."
Si Xiaonan's body trembled violently, and she instinctively took a step back.
His heels slammed against the rocks, and he was breathing rapidly like a fish out of water.
“Goddess Urd… I’m not…” Si Xiaonan tried to explain, but her throat felt like it was blocked with cotton.
"You don't need to explain, Si Xiaonan."
"The day you took the token from Asgard, I foresaw your betrayal today."
Urd's voice was so flat it was despairing.
"Just as I foresaw, these two strangers would step into the fountain of fate with the flames of destruction in their hearts."
She looked at Wu Hen again, a hint of amusement in her eyes: "And you, a 'wandering soul' who doesn't belong to this world."
Do you think that by hiding outside of logic, I can't see where you came from?
Wu Hen gritted his teeth, veins bulging on the back of his hand: "Since you know everything, why did you watch us walk over?"
"Do all your gods enjoy this cat-and-mouse game?"
"Because the past is predetermined, and even God cannot change it."
Urd dropped the mallet in his hand, letting it roll into the stream.
"I knew you would betray me, but I didn't expose you."
"Because in that river called 'the past,' your betrayal was part of the script."
Si Xiaonan gave a bitter laugh: "So, we were just putting on an act for fate?"
"You acted so realistically that even you believed it."
Urd turned around and looked into the depths of the dense forest behind him, his tone still calm, "Come out, she has been waiting for you for a long time."
Lin Qiye's heart clenched, and his palms were soaked with cold sweat.
"Now that everyone's here, let's not keep anything to ourselves."
A strange yet calm female voice came from deep within the dense forest.
The voice was light and airy, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority befitting a superior.
Lin Qiye could sense that in the shadows of that dense forest, there was a pair of eyes that were even more troublesome than Urd's, watching them.
Wu Hen cursed under his breath, then quietly moved behind Lin Qiye, and the dagger's mechanism popped open again.
"Old Lin, this is a tough one. We've probably run into a real monster this time."