After coming out of the clinic, Zhou Yang drove back to the small village where the ceremony was held.
The yard was filled with disgusting stench.
But the corpses and the frightened bodyguards were all gone.
Obviously, it was impossible for someone to clean up the scene after calling the police.
If it were to report to the police, it would have been sealed off long ago, and at least dozens or hundreds of police officers would be investigating the scene.
But now, there is not even a ghost shadow around the yard.
The only explanation is that after he left, something happened here again.
Zhou Yang endured the stench and walked out of the room.
Sure enough, there was no one in the house.
It's just that the stench has become stronger.
The smell came from the cave in the middle of the ground.
Zhou Yang looked inside.
The missing bodies and living people are here.
Layers on top of each other, piled up into a big pile, all in dilapidated condition, and rotted as if they had been dead for an unknown number of days.
There was a place on the edge of the cave that was soaked by something, it was a big area.
After leaving the cave, the wet traces moved towards the back door, and finally disappeared completely in the mud not far from the door.
The direction of movement is the small village not far away.
Zhou Yang thumped in his heart, a strong ominous premonition arose, and he hurried to the village.
In broad daylight, the whole village was silent, without any sound, as quiet as a tomb.
Zhou Yang saw a dog on the side of the ditch on the side of the road.
The whole body was sucked into a skinny corpse, staring at his canthus, crippled, staring at him silently, with a fierce green light glowing in his dry eye sockets.
Zhou Yang drew a knife forward, chopped off the head of the mummy dog, with a gloomy face, and stepped into the first yard by the village.
There was no one in the yard, and the door was wide open. Two people were walking around in the room, just like the dog, only skin and bones were left, and the movements were stiff, whispering while turning.
"Thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty..."
The water tank was clearly by their side, but they didn't mean to drink or touch it at all.
It wasn't until Zhou Yang came in that the two corpses stopped wandering, staring at Zhou Yang, and there was a slight noise in their throats, with a greedy and hungry expression in their eyes.
The soul has been lost, leaving only shriveled corpses. The only thing that drives them to move is the desire for fresh flesh and blood.
This is not a Resident Evil, or a blood-sucking puppet, but the infinite maliciousness left by the Cthulhu.
They can't infect indefinitely, nor can they fly into the earth, but before they are eliminated, they will continue to kill all living creatures they see, hoping to suck the fresh flesh and blood.
But they no longer have a digestive system, and the muscles in their throat have shrunken. No matter how much flesh and blood they bite, they can't swallow. No matter how many creatures they kill, they won't be able to relieve their hunger and thirst.
Just like the hungry ghosts of the hungry ghost hell, they can only suffer forever in hunger and thirst, and they are extremely painful.
What they need now is not sympathy and compassion, but merciless kindness!
Zhou Yang slowly pulled out the short knife that had just been sheathed.
The blade of the blade reflected the morning sun, bright and cold, reflecting Zhou Yang's temperatureless cheeks.
An hour later, Zhou Yang walked out of the small village with heavy steps.
A raging fire burned behind him, and the entire village would be engulfed in flames.
There are 73 households in the village with 361 people, along with all the dogs, cats, pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, and geese... All creatures that can walk and move have all turned into moving corpses.
Fortunately, they came early, otherwise, the spread of these mummy corpses would inevitably cause greater casualties and chaos.
This extermination of the village will inevitably cause a huge sensation, and even cause great trouble to Zhou Yang, who finally appeared here.
However, these are not what Zhou Yang cares about now.
He just wanted to find the eyeball monster and cut it with all his might, regardless of whether it was a god or a devil or something else!
Blood debt must be blood debt.
Since it is in the human world, then the rules of the human world are required. There is no exception to the gods, monsters, tigers and dogs.
This is called, fair!
This is justice!
The newly descended Cthulhu is weak, but it has absorbed the spirit, soul, and flesh of so many people, enough to make it strong, at least able to support it to walk a long distance.
The crux of the problem now is, where will this evil god go!
"Do you need help?"
A voice suddenly rang in my ears.
Zhou Yang was slightly startled, but he felt it right away.
This sound does not come from the ears, but from the heart, from the heart orifice.
This is the voice of a one-horned evil spirit!
Zhou Yang couldn't help being a little surprised.
According to the general spells of Sending Blood Spirit, the evil spirit imprisoned in the heart cannot escape, nor can it sense the outside world, and can only act as a provider of power, just like a battery that powers an electric machine.
But now, this one-horned evil spirit can not only talk to him directly, but he even clearly knows his current situation.
This is really hell!
However, compared to the fact that Yinshan Guihaitian Gate would appear in his mind, this was actually not a big deal.
Zhou Yang will concentrate and sink into his heart.
The sea of ghosts is still tossing, and the wind is still roaring.
The one-horned evil spirit was sitting under the heaven gate, looking up at the sky, and seeing him appear, he said, "My power is easy to use."
Zhou Yang told the truth: "It's easy to use, it's probably not a problem to walk across the world. I have never felt that I am so powerful."
"What's the point in the human world? Your current body is too weak to exert this power in case..." The one-horned demon looked a little disdainful of his words, but did not continue on this topic." Do you want to find the reptile that caused this disaster?"
Zhou Yang asked: "How do you know? Can you see the situation outside?"
"This is your heart orifice." The one-horned demon pointed upwards, "Your heartfelt voice is the voice of the heavens here. Your self-blaming movement is like thunder, and I don't know it or not. Do you think this village? You’re dragging down the villagers. If you didn’t change your destiny and came here to hunt down that foreign evil wizard, you wouldn’t have killed the whole village, didn’t you? But I think you think too much."
Zhou Yang shook his head, "I didn't think too much, the thing is like this, if it weren't for me..."
"If you didn't come here, the ceremony would be successful as scheduled, the reptiles that came would still come, and they would still devour the entire village to solve the problem of weakness. This is the history that would have happened here, without you. , It may even annihilate their ignorance, and there is even no one who seeks justice for them and upholds justice. And now, with you, their deaths are no longer unknown, and the reptiles who created this bloody case can no longer escape justice! "
The one-horned evil spirit's voice was extremely loud and firm, and he obviously believed in what he said.
"Why haven't you thought about it. You have to do it again this time to seek justice for these innocent villagers who died tragically?"
"I need help, find that guy!" Zhou Yang looked at the one-horned evil spirit, "You said you can help me?"
The unicorn demon shook his head: "I can't help you!"
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