Lin Yun covered his neck and touched the marks of scales on his neck. When Shao Mingxuan lost control and strangled him, he could feel the dense scales appearing. The icy and chilly aura still remained on his neck, as if it would take his life at any time.
Lin Yun's hands kept shaking as he tried to free himself from the aftermath of fear.
But this didn't have much effect. From today on, in addition to Mo Yunchu, he had a new ptsd.
"What is that thing?!" Chang Hanliang was terrified, staring at the place where Shao Mingxuan disappeared out of thin air. There were a few black fish scales left there. Chang Hanliang didn't dare to touch it, for fear of being contaminated by something bad.
Lin Yun also knew what Shao Mingxuan was. He was a person who could pretend to be a living person but could disappear out of thin air. He had dark fish scales growing on his face and hands.
An absurd idea popped up in Lin Yun's mind. It was so absurd that he quickly rejected it.
How could Shao Mingxuan be a river god? !
The river god in this instance is a demigod! He can almost turn the tide in this place. Although Shao Mingxuan is not a simple person, he has been cooking for Tang Ning and coveting her body.
Lin Yun suddenly remembered that the boss from the previous dungeon had also cooked for Tang Ning several times.
But no matter what, it was still outrageous that an evil god would condescend to cook for humans. Lin Yun suddenly became uncertain. He put aside these messy speculations for the time being. The most important thing now was to find Tang Ning!
Here, Lin Yun quickly walked towards the temple.
"Hey, are you crazy?" Chang Hanliang tried to dissuade him: "Going to that temple at this time can really kill people!"
Late night in the card world means danger. Lin Yun must have known this. He glanced at Chang Hanliang and said, "I suspect Tang Ning is still in the temple. I want to go over and take a look."
"It's no use for you to go over now! If you really want to save him, you can talk to him first."
Lin Yun did not listen to Chang Hanliang's dissuasion. He quickly walked towards the strange temple that was emitting golden light in the dark night. Tang Ning was very likely in that temple. Every second of delay would make it more dangerous.
Snatching someone from something like this is already a race against time process, so he took a step forward and was about to enter this strange temple.
An invisible wall stopped him.
Lin Yun reluctantly used force, trying to get in by brute force, but found in despair that she could not move forward even an inch.
This strange power is simply not something that players can control or contend with. The only one who can resist this power is an equally terrifying existence.
He reached into his pocket and slowly grabbed the ancient coin.
But what if Shao Mingxuan is really the river god
He made a wish to the river god, wishing that the river god would release Tang Ning
The hot blood that was rushing to his head cooled down at this moment. Lin Yun turned his head and looked at Chang Hanliang who was one meter away from him, "Do you know where Jiang Mianmian is?"
Now he can't even enter the temple with his own strength. In this case, he can only try to find reinforcements. Among this group of players, Jiang Mianmian is the most likely and capable of rescuing people.
"Not sure, but they should all stay in the room." Chang Hanliang was relieved when he saw Lin Yun finally stopped rushing into the temple. He was too weak now and it would be difficult for him to survive the next few days alone. Lin Yun was a player he had heard of a little. It was said that this person was very good at saving his life. As long as Lin Yun didn't go crazy, Chang Hanliang would stay with him for the next few days.
Lin Yun and Chang Hanliang walked back together. The dormitory where Jiang Mianmian lived was very close to Lin Yun. When they were about to reach Jiang Mianmian's place, Lin Yun first heard a series of noises coming from his own yard. It seemed that many people gathered at Zhang Yun's house.
What happened
Lin Yun and Chang Hanliang looked at each other, and they approached the courtyard cautiously. The lights in the yard were on, and many people gathered in Zhang Yun's house, making a lot of noise and talking. The adults who had children standing there covered their eyes, and the elderly kept sighing. Not only NPCs, Lin Yun also saw several players, and Jiang Mianmian was also watching in the crowd.
Lin Yun walked towards Jiang Mianmian and just as he asked what happened, the strong smell of blood attracted his attention. He turned his head and his pupils suddenly contracted -
The old boatman and the old woman were lying dead on the ground!
The two old men looked like they had just died. There were no corpse spots on their faces yet, but there were shocking knife wounds on their chests, as if someone had been stabbed fiercely. Large areas of blood had stained their clothes red. Zhang Yun was also lying in a pool of blood.
However, unlike the two dead old men, Zhang Yun's chest was still rising and falling slightly. In his hand was a bloody fish-killing knife, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth and his eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen into a coma.
What is going on? !
The same confusion has arisen in the minds of countless people, and everyone urgently needs an answer.
At this moment, Taoist Master Zhu stood up from the crowd. He looked at the bodies of the old boatman and the old woman and said in grief, "Oh my God! What kind of world is this! How could such a cruel thing happen!"
Lin Yun saw that Taoist Zhu was also stained with blood. The glaring red was out of place on the blue Taoist robe. Someone asked, "Master Zhu, do you know what happened here?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Taoist Master Zhu burst into tears: "I am late. If I had come earlier, all this would have been..."
As he said this, the old man covered his face in pain, looking extremely remorseful.
Some people were comforting him, and some kept asking Taoist Master Zhu what happened. The surroundings were in chaos. After a long time, Taoist Master Zhu, who had calmed down, raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "The story started this morning. Several outsiders who lived in Zhang Renyi's house came to me and told me that Zhang Yun was in trouble."
Chang Hanliang looked at Lin Yun to see his reaction. Lin Yun did not deny it.
"At that time, they asked me not to disclose this matter. I was confused for a moment and agreed." Master Zhu's eyes were full of regret when he said this.
"What happened to Zhang Yun?" the anxious man asked.
"Alas, Zhang Yun bit people today like those monsters," said Taoist Master Zhu sadly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
"Zhang Renyi and his friends were very scared and didn't dare to tell anyone about this, so they came to see me secretly. They said that Zhang Yun still had a bit of intelligence occasionally, so I went to take a good look at him at night, but I was not a step too late. As soon as I came in, I saw him strangling Zhang Renyi's neck."
As Taoist Master Zhu spoke, everyone looked at the boatman's neck and saw a deep handprint on it.
"She was still biting her grandma's hand."
Everyone also saw the bloody teeth marks on the old woman's hand. Judging from the size of the teeth marks and the palm prints, it really looked like the marks left by Zhang Yun.
Those monsters bit people like this before, there’s no doubt about it!
“I’m going to stop him.”
Zhang Yun, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly twitched his fingers. He looked a little painful. Countless harsh sounds came from all directions. Those sounds were like nails piercing into his brain, causing his thoughts, which had just emerged from chaos, to fall into a vortex of pain.
"I told him to stop pinching him! What the hell! But he just wouldn't listen! I risked my life to save Zhang Renyi! But he turned around and ran to the kitchen to pick up a fish knife."
What
Zhang Yun slowly opened his eyes. After the black stars faded from his vision, faces full of disgust and fear came into view. Those people looked like they were looking at some garbage. Their eyes of contempt and hatred were focused on Zhang Yun. The strong negative emotions piled up together, making Zhang Yun a little dizzy for a moment.
What happened
Why does everyone look at him like this
Zhang Yun's memory was stuck at the time when he had just finished the plan to catch the turtle in the jar. Because the plan did not succeed, a lot of people blamed him. He was feeling very uncomfortable at the time, and Tangning helped him into the house...
A brief picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
Tang Ning panicked.
His hands pressed tightly on his shoulders.
His hideous face was reflected in his clear eyes.
— "Zhang Yun! I'm Tangning!"
What happened? Why was Tangning so scared of him? No, no, why did he hold Tangning down
My temple throbbed with pain, and a fragmentary image flashed through my mind.
A bucket of lively fish.
Eat half of the fish belly.
The rough hands that held the fish's head and tail, these were his hands.
Zhang Yun suddenly noticed a disgusting fishy smell lingering in his mouth. His mouth began to sting as if he had a mouth ulcer. He subconsciously raised his hand to pick out the needle-like thing in his mouth.
But when he raised his hand, he suddenly found that he seemed to be holding something in his hand, long and dripping with blood. Zhang Yun smelled a scent that was stronger than the smell of fish.
"He used this fish-killing knife to stab his grandmother in the chest!"
What
"Stop him! Quickly! He's going to kill someone!"
"I said Zhang Yun was a disaster and couldn't be kept. Look, he killed his grandparents."
"How pitiful! He must have done something wrong in his previous life to have such a grandson in this life."
"Humph, I think this family deserves it. They themselves are the ones who are protecting this monster!"
"Who says no? You can defy the will of heaven, but you cannot survive the sin of your own making..."
Several strong soldiers rushed over and violently pinned down Zhang Yun who had just woken up. Zhang Yun did not resist. He just stared blankly at the place where the smell of blood was the strongest. Under the cover of night, he saw a cluster of blood splattered on his grandmother's face.
At this moment, Zhang Yun was not sure how to react. His mind seemed to suddenly become blank, but many fragmented images emerged in the blink of an eye.
When he was very young, he liked to move a small stool to watch his grandmother kill fish. As the knife fell, blood splattered everywhere, and sometimes the fish's blood would splash on his grandmother's face.
At that time he would raise his handkerchief and volunteer to wipe his grandma's face. Whenever his hands were exposed under his grandma's eyes, the always serious grandma would give him a somewhat sad smile. Being young, he did not know what this smile meant. He could only hear the loving words "Thank you, Ayun".
The face of Grandma in his memory faded, and the wide-eyed, blood-stained, lifeless old man appeared in his sight.
Zhang Yun's fingertips moved, and his ferocious and terrifying hand trembled as he reached out to grandma to wipe the face of the elder who loved him so much. The next second, someone tied his hands.
"I couldn't stop him! I went to move a chair to knock him out, but before I turned around, he stabbed his grandfather to death!" Taoist Master Zhu said sadly.
Someone kicked him in the knee, causing him to kneel on the ground in excruciating pain. His limbs were tied up with ropes and he couldn't move. Zhang Yun stared at his grandfather lying on the ground like a zombie.
Grandpa's eyes were also wide open, his mouth open, staring at him with his eyes open.
When he was ostracized because of his illness when he was a child, his grandfather stared at him and said word by word: "Ayun, don't cry, you are just sick, one day we will be able to cure the disease."
He knew where his grandfather hid the money. Every time his grandfather came home after a hard day's work, he would use his wrinkled hands to count the wrinkled money, and then touch Zhang Yun's wrinkled little hands.
He also wants to be as strong as his grandfather, so in front of his grandfather, no matter how sad he is, he will hold back his tears.
Tears flowed silently from his eyes, but this time, no one came to comfort him.
Those people cursed him quietly, asking him why he didn't just die. Countless vicious words came pouring in, but Zhang Yun didn't react at all. He seemed to be separated from the world by a layer of frosted glass, and what he saw and heard didn't seem real.
He wanted to recall what happened at that time, but his memory was blank. No matter how hard he tried, he could only see a hazy golden figure, blurring out the details of his facial features.
Is this all a nightmare
If so, why haven't I woken up from this dream
He stared blankly at his grandfather and grandmother lying in a pool of blood, at the two old people who loved him the most in the world. The two old people were also staring at him with their eyes open. Their old and kind faces were soaked in blood, becoming distorted and terrifying. There was a sound of dripping blood or tears flowing, and he didn't know whether it was the sound of dripping blood or flowing tears.
He bit his tongue, but he still hadn't woken up from the dream.
Blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and the suffocating pain overwhelmed him. He frowned slightly, and his lips twitched and opened, letting out a broken, meaningless low moan.
"Look at him! Look at him like this! That's the look a monster has!"
"Now hurry up and drag Zhang Yun out and burn him!"
"No! We need to hold a ceremony! Burning alone won't be enough to suppress him!"
It’s so noisy.
Why is it like this? Why is it like this? Why isn’t this a dream…
“Ahhhhh!!!” A roar filled with countless pain and despair resounded throughout the ancient town, covering up all the noisy sounds.
The yard was silent for a moment, and everyone looked nervously at the young man shedding tears of blood. However, Zhang Yun seemed to have used up all his strength. He knelt on the ground with an empty face.
When everyone was at a loss, Taoist Master Zhu said righteously: "We should hold the ceremony now!"
No one objected to all this, and countless voices of agreement were heard.
Lin Yun, who was watching the development of the situation, frowned. He found it a bit strange. The monsters he saw in this copy all used their bodies to attack others directly, such as biting with their mouths and pinching with their hands, just like the marks Zhang Yun left on the boatman and the old woman. It was also the first time he saw a monster using a tool like a fish-killing knife. Could it be that monsters have different IQs
But the townspeople had already lifted up the puppet-like Zhang Yun in a mighty force, and walked towards the dusty altar in anger.
Someone asked who should be the executioner of the ceremony, and Taoist Master Zhu stepped forward without hesitation and took on this role.
The townspeople were grateful to Taoist Zhu for stepping forward, and they placed Zhang Yun on the altar. The altar was surrounded by people, and the players could only squeeze on the outermost layer.
Lin Yun found Jiang Mianmian and was anxious to tell Fang about Tang Ning's situation, but the girl raised a finger and gently placed it on her lips, making a silent move.
She looked intently at the altar.
Lin Yun also looked over and saw Zhen handing Taoist Zhu the blade used for the ceremony.
That fish-killing knife.
According to rumors, the evil incarnation of the river god will be born in this small town. Because the river god is reincarnated, even if he is born as a human, the fish scale patterns on his body cannot be hidden.
According to rumors, the incarnation's hands are evil, and his ever-growing nails will become sharp claws like torture instruments, taking the lives of innocent people. Therefore, the blade will remove his nails like removing scales, leaving his hands powerless.
According to rumors, the incarnation's legs are sinful. The fish tail that God possesses, which was supposed to allow him to live in water, once transformed into human legs, would walk in the filthy world and be contaminated by worldly desires. Therefore, the blade would cut the incarnation's tendons, making it difficult for him to walk.
According to rumors, the incarnation's eyes are sinful, because the god had eye disease when he was a human, so he chose to look at people and things with his true heart. Once the incarnation has eyes, it will be disturbed by the appearance of all things in the world, and he will not be able to distinguish right from wrong, good from evil. Therefore, the blade will gouge out the incarnation's eyes, making him unable to see.
Blood flowed all over the altar, and Taoist Zhu's hand holding the handle of the knife trembled with excitement.
Ever since he got the letter passed down by his master and learned the secret of this ancient town, he has been eagerly waiting for this day. Now he is finally going to achieve what he has been pursuing!
The evil ghost of ten generations!
The most difficult part of refining this kind of evil ghost is to first find a soul that has been tortured for ten reincarnations, refine his body into a puppet in the tenth life, and then end his life with one's own hands, letting him die in extreme pain and despair. In this way, as its master, you can make it forever fearful and dare not resist.
At the same time, because it has been holding a lot of resentment for ten lifetimes and has not died a good death, it will be more ferocious than most evil ghosts and its strength will be comparable to that of the Ghost King.
A ten-life evil ghost that he can control!
You also need the favor of the river god!
Before the river god suppressed him, he cursed the priest for generations to come, but he refined the priest's reincarnation into a fierce ghost that would never reincarnate again. Compared to Tang Ning, who for some reason had interested the river god, this was the real sacrifice he wanted to offer to the river god!!!
"God, may you stop doing evil—" He recited the prayers of the ritual, holding the bloody blade high, the tip of the blade aimed at Zhang Yun's left chest, aiming at his beating heart, "God, may you be merciful and kind—"
The tip of the knife was bright, pouring down like moonlight, piercing through the rough and strange skin like fish scales, passing through the bones, and piercing into the heart.
The young man lying on the altar convulsed for a moment, his hollow eyes wide open, bright red blood splattered everywhere, the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky seemed to be splashed with blood as well, dyed an ominous red.
The surging red, like a raging fire, devoured the boy's painful soul.
The people surrounding the altar smiled. They prostrated themselves on the ground devoutly and said in unison: "God, may you forgive all our sins. God, may you grant us happiness and well-being..."
Prayers one by one gathered like drops of water into a river, and chilling piety flowed on this altar. The ancient town was chilly in the middle of the night, and the gloomy air seemed to be able to turn into drops of water and fall at any time.
Tick.
The sticky blood is dripping.
Taoist Master Zhu pulled out the sharp blade in his hand, and a ray of golden light and blood splashed out from his chest, like a golden spider web rippling in the void. The flickering golden light made people doubt the broken moonlight.
Taoist Master Zhu was stunned for a moment, thinking he had seen it wrong. He blinked and found that the golden light not only did not dissipate, but became more intense, and was vaguely gathering into the outline of a human figure.
What's going on
Why is it different from what is recorded in the notebook? !
At the moment when the tenth generation evil ghost was about to take shape, it was clearly a ball of thick black air, how could it be a golden soul? !
Does that mean it will take some time for it to be fully formed
The ignorant people under the altar were still praying, and the prayers of countless people gathered together. The golden soul condensed rapidly at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye. Almost in the blink of an eye, a human figure appeared on the bloody altar!
The dazzling golden light is particularly conspicuous in the dark night, but it cannot give people warmth like the sun. Instead, it brings endless chill to the viewers!
No one knew who noticed this change first, and cries of surprise rang out one after another. Finally, all the townspeople stopped chanting because of shock. They stared blankly at the god on the altar. The one facing him closest was the terrified Taoist Master Zhu!
Under the rich golden light, His face could be vaguely seen. It seemed to be the face of a handsome young boy. He stood on the altar, looking straight into Taoist Zhu's eyes, with a cold and cruel look in his eyes.
He said, "I will not answer."
Taoist Master Zhu's head buzzed and a huge sense of crisis swept over his body. He wanted to turn around and run away at this moment, but it was too late.
— "God, please stop doing evil."
A faint golden light covered Taoist Master Zhu's ten fingers. With a heart-wrenching scream, his fingernails fell on the altar, and blood dripped down.
— "God, may you be merciful and kind."
The golden light wrapped around Taoist Zhu's legs. A strange crackling sound was heard, and Taoist Zhu's legs went limp like a puddle of mud. He fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
— "God, may you forgive us all our sins."
The golden light spread to Taoist Master Zhu's eyes, blood flowed out, and his thin eyelids sank inward in an instant. Taoist Master Zhu's throat could no longer make any sound, and his whole body kept twitching.
— “God, please grant us happiness and health”
The brilliant golden light finally landed on Taoist Zhu's chest, as if carrying with it a painful factor that was like a corpse being torn apart and bones being shattered. The golden light merged into his heart and exploded like a small firework in this body that could not bear the pain.
"Bang!!!"
Warm blood splashed on the faces of everyone kneeling around the altar. The strong smell of blood filled their noses. Everyone looked at the golden figure in the center with horror. It had no fish tail, but a human head and body.
It is different from the image of the river god in the rumors.
But it brought the same fear and oppression to everyone!
"Oh my god, we have proved it!" Jiang Mianmian sighed very softly, with disbelief and strong fear hidden in her tone: "The birth of an evil god!"