The man saw Kou Dong in front of the door, his expression changed suddenly, and he reached out to close the door.
In just one second, Kou Dong pinned one leg into the door and forcibly pried the door open a crack. The man tried several times but failed to close the door, so he simply dropped the door and walked into the house.
Kou Dong grabbed his arm, "Why are you running?"
The man didn't look back at him, but said in a cold voice, "Go away. We won't talk to foreigners."
Hearing this statement, Kou Dong smiled slightly instead.
"Isn't it?"
He used more strength in his hands to prevent the man from breaking free.
"Still dare not?"
"..."
Qin Tong was silent for a while, and finally turned his head around. His face is fair and gentle, and now it seems that he is just an ordinary man, completely different from the blue-faced and fangsed evil spirit after the mask was taken off at that time. He stared at Kou Dong, his eyes seemed to want to tear him apart.
"what do you wish to ask?"
Kou Dong said, "You know everything."
A child ran out of the room, slammed the door and called out "Dad". When he looked at Kou Dong, he shrank back timidly and said in a low voice, "It's Zhu Bajie..."
It's about Kou Dong's Nuo Mian.
When the man saw the child, his expression changed immediately and he drove him into the house.
"Go back and play," he urged the boy, "Don't interrupt when the adults are talking."
The child still wanted to see Zhu Bajie for a while, so he stared at Kou Dong reluctantly. The man patted him on the back several times before it worked, and he coaxed the child back.
He turned his head back and found that Kou Dong was staring at the child's back.
"He too?"
Qin Tong understood what he was asking, smiled wryly, "Yes."
His voice is very soft.
"His mother fed him. - He didn't know, he always thought that part was a dream."
Kou Dong's throat suddenly felt nauseous.
Children who seem innocent and innocent have actually eaten the flesh and blood of their own kind—this fact really cannot make people feel good.
"Where do we start?" Qin Tong whispered, "Come on, let's go over there so that he won't hear you..."
His pupils were dark, and he let out a soft sigh.
"It's time to dig out this sin."
He did not know when the first god appeared.
But from the memory of Qin Tong when he was born, there already existed such a god, with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, surrounded by auspicious clouds, sitting alone on the throne of the temple. Children who have just been born into the world have to take them to the gods and ask him to bless them. The gods put their hands on the children's foreheads and spread the blessings of the gods to all living beings.
Under his protection, Shanhai Village has been thriving for hundreds of years. The incense in the temple has never been cut off. Every year, the people will hold a grand Nuo opera. The Nuo noodles sing and dance, and offer tribute to the god who protects them.
Qin Tong often went to see such Nuo dramas when he was young.
At that time, there were people under the Nuo face, laughing, dancing, and singing loudly around the harvest of this year.
They often go to the gods to pray. Those who are sick pray for a quick recovery, newlyweds pray for an early baby, those with an elderly family pray for safety, and those with young children pray for a smooth growth—even the most heartless people will pray to the gods, wishing their wealth and treasures.
God granted their request and granted them the good fortune they expected. Day after day, year after year, his incense became stronger and stronger. The villagers cast new idols for him, and they worshiped him more and more diligently.
"Until that year," Qin Tong said in a low voice, his eyes sinking into the air, as if recalling, "That year... without warning, he entrusted us with a dream."
In the dream, the earth shakes, the villages and towns fall, and the people live in dire straits.
From top to bottom in Shanhai Village, there is no one alive.
After waking up from the dream, the villagers knew that this was a reminder from God, so they dared not sleep again. At the third watch, everyone ran out of the house and gathered together in the only open space near the village.
"is that true?"
"Who knows, but I can't go back—"
The sky was dimming, and someone had the idea of going back. The crops they planted, some money saved by the family, the cattle, sheep and pigs they raised... are all still there.
But the village chief stopped him and said, "Listen to the gods."
He is old, speaks impartially, and has great authority in the village. The person who wanted to go back stuck his neck and was not convinced, but he didn't dare to argue with him. He was thinking about running back secretly, when he heard a child exclaim: "Look—"
The omen in the dream came true. The land they depend on for survival opened its ferocious mouth, wantonly devouring houses and livestock. The earth was shaken, and the villagers couldn't even stand firmly, and all around their ears were the loud bangs when the houses fell.
Thanks to God's reminder, the people in Shanhai Village survived.
They stayed in the open space for a day, and when they returned, they were all crying.
Houses gone, livestock gone, valuables gone.
Fortunately, people are still there, which is enough to make people rejoice.
Someone proposed to visit the temple, and the old village chief took the crowd to go together, but he saw that in this barren land, only the temple was tall and majestic, standing tall and majestic. The god statue in it is still dignified, holding a flower in one hand, and has not suffered any damage at all.
The villagers breathed a sigh of relief.
But since then, they have had other ideas.
—God is safe and sound without taking refuge in such a disaster.
Why do they want to hide in Tibet, abandon their family and business
If only they could live forever like gods.
If only they could live forever...
At first, it was just one person thinking this way.
Later, more and more people had the same idea. They have prayed to God many times. They asked for health, love, children, and wealth...
They now live and work in peace and contentment, marry wives and have children in this land, and ask for nothing else.
—Then why can't they pray to the gods for eternal life
They also want to be as powerful as God.
When Ye Yanzhi heard this, he sneered mercilessly. Qin Tong also smiled bitterly, shook his head, and murmured: "...Thinking about it now, I was really crazy at that time."
The falling scene aroused the desire to survive in the depths of people's hearts. They even threw away their reason and frantically prayed to God to grant them eternal life.
Of course God cannot give. In fact, he himself is not immortal.
But the angry people did not listen to his explanation. They have asked God for so many years, and they have never heard a rejection—and they will never accept this rejection now.
In the excitement of the crowd, the people toppled the idols and annihilated their beliefs. The fear of death was completely vented on the idol, they punched and kicked, and when they came to their senses, the idol had been chopped into pieces.
At that time, the villagers thought that all they needed to do was cast the statue and everything would be fine.
After all, they are only angry for a while, and they still need God to bless one party with peace.
"But no." Qin Tong said, "He won't come back... No matter how many statues we cast, no matter how much we kneel down and beg him, he never comes back."
"Shanhai Village lost the blessing of the gods, and soon began to decline. There were so many people in the village, but now there are more than a hundred left."
"Afterwards," Qin Tong's voice tensed suddenly, "he—he appeared."
Kou Dong knew that this he was referring to the evil god who was enshrined in the temple today.
"He said that he has a way to help us live forever." Qin Tong's teeth chattered and he gritted, struggling to spit out every word, "We believe it."
After the original god disappeared, the people understood what it meant. They have nowhere to pray, and no one to keep them safe. Without good luck, every household is faced with bad luck, the land is barren, and the grain harvest is not as good as every year.
Shanhai Village desperately needs a new god.
"We helped him make the statue," Qin Tong trembled even more, as if recalling the scene at that time, "on the day the statue was cast, he, he—"
He bit his tongue suddenly, and finally uttered the words with difficulty, "He tortured and killed the whole village."
The new gods slaughtered the village.
Kou Dong already knows all about the following plot. The so-called eternal life method of the new gods is to die and then live.
Villagers who have become ghosts have to enter his game, and ghosts who successfully eat people in the game can become villagers again. After becoming villagers again, they really couldn't live, and they couldn't die. On this point, the evil god didn't deceive them.
"What is this called eternal life!" Qin Tong buried his face in his hands suddenly, trembling from head to toe, "What is this called eternal life... I remember it clearly, I remember how I cannibalized people... I dreamed of him Come find me."
"My child, how old is he? When he came out of that game, he said for a whole year that he was afraid... He would never grow up. He also ate people, how will he live after that? How will I get along with him? He said?"
"...can't live anymore."
"In that case, it would be better to die."
But they can't even die, and they are here to survive day by day, and they don't even know what they can be called.
Kou Dong was silent for a while, then asked, "So, you don't know how to talk to foreigners?"
"Yes." Qin Tong rubbed his face vigorously in pain, "It's also because the gods don't allow us to talk to them."
Among those Nuo noodles, I don't know which one is the blood relative of the people in this village.
Now those blood relatives are all ghosts with green faces and fangs. Innocent outlanders must be eaten here in order to get back to them.
This matter is both absurd and cruel, Qin Tong still thinks it is like a nightmare when he thinks about it.
It seems that after waking up, they can still see the god sitting upright in the temple, holding a flower and smiling lightly.
He lowered his head completely.
Kou Dong thought for a while and asked him a question.
"Apart from the temple, has anyone in your village lit sandalwood?"
Qin Tong shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's only for his use.—We're all afraid of him."
Naturally, no one uses sandalwood at home.
Kou Dong looked thoughtful, and after a few minutes he said, "I'll ask you one last question."
Qin Tong smiled wryly, "You already know everything."
He had nothing more to say.
"Not these," Kou Dong said, "—did any of you see the new god when the old god was still there?"
This question caused Ye Yanzhi to put down his arms and stare into Qin Tong's eyes.
Qin Tong was in a daze. He slowly searched his memory, hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head.
"Do not."
he answered.
"We—never met."
After leaving Qin Tong's house, Kou Dong lost his mind for a while.
Ye Yanzhi said: "This is actually good news."
Indeed, now that they knew where the ghosts came from, it would not be difficult for them to guess how many ghosts were in the team. You only need to check the population of the village, and then correspond to the number on the lamp. Those who have not yet turned into villagers are naturally the ghosts in this game.
Kou Dong: "Yes. But I always feel that I can't just leave like this."
Ye Yanzhi said, "Aren't you leaving?"
He raised his arm again, looking like the boss was unhappy, and said coldly: "Could it be possible to save them? They asked for it."
He didn't have the slightest affection for these villagers, and after learning about the past, he became more and more disgusted, "He has no conscience."
Kou Dong hesitated a bit, and it took a few minutes before he replied: "Yes. But, God is also at fault."
The scene he saw in the temple suddenly appeared before his eyes. Thousands of people worship, and believers are numerous.
Ye Yanzhi seemed to be able to get angry right away.
"What's wrong with him? - nothing wrong with him!"
Kou Dong stopped talking, held him in his hands, and looked at him with a smile. The villain gradually became uncomfortable with his eyes, the young man's eyes seemed to penetrate Nuo's face, almost melting him.
He said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
"My cub will comfort Dad," Kou Dong said happily, "I'm so touched."
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
Sorry for asking this question.
"It's okay," Kou Dong stroked his head, "I won't be sad. Didn't the cub say it, it's a fictional plot automatically created by the game, it's not what I experienced in real life."
Ye Yanzhi didn't speak for a while, and after a while he said in a muffled voice, "That's not okay either."
Regardless of whether it is virtual or real, letting Kou Dong go through such a period of time makes him extremely unhappy. He didn't want to care about these so-called villagers at all, and wished that the other party would be trapped in this ghost village forever.
Kou Dong taught him: "Cub, don't be too extreme. Don't you think your mentality is a bit like an NPC now?"
Ye Yanzhi knew that what he said was unintentional, but he still couldn't help tensing his nerves and asked, "How about the like?"
Kou Dong suddenly picked him up and gave him a big kiss. The villain is too young right now, he just kissed his whole face, after the kiss, Ye Yanzhi was stunned, he didn't know where to put his hands in a daze.
"Like words are cute," Kou's father said lovingly, but couldn't help being proud, "Hey, my son loves me..."
It was rare for Ye Yanzhi not to respond to the title of son, and he was still immersed in the sudden kiss, his legs softened, and he fell dizzy and sat on the palm of Kou Dong.
Although through the Nuomian, it was more like a hard mask hitting his face, but, but—
He pressed his lips with his hand, his heart was beating like a mad rabbit.
Rounding it up, it means kissing!
The villain in Ye Yanzhi's heart started running around crazily.
Kou Dong was totally unaware of his overly intense mental activities, he only thought that he couldn't stand still for a while, and didn't even know that his legs were weak because of being too excited. He held the villain up and touched Ye Yanzhi's cheek, "Be careful, don't fall."
Ye Yanzhi was still pressing his lips with his fingers, and his eyes were full of tenderness. If he looks like an adult right now, he will almost turn the youth into a hyphen.
Kou Dong watched his movements, and suddenly said, "You are my milk tea."
Ye Yanzhi, who was immersed in the kiss, raised his head in a daze: "???"
He who has never entertained does not understand this stalk very well.
Kou Dong: "In this way, I can hold you in the palm of my hand."
After he finished speaking, he laughed and staggered, and then patted the villain's head, "So, if you connect together, you can circle the earth... Hahahahaha!"
Pink Bubble was suddenly hit by a shattered villain: "..."
He lowered his head expressionlessly, thinking that he was an idiot just now.
Obviously, Kou Dong doesn't need such love and affection.
- To deal with young people, doing it directly is the most trouble-free and most effective way.
until he cried and called daddy...
He gradually began to imagine.
After Kou Dong finished laughing, he brought the topic back with difficulty, "To be honest, God is not particularly innocent. He always agrees to their requests, and he has already spoiled them."
It's like a bear child made a big mistake. Of course the child is at fault, but isn't the parent right
There are also.
Kou Dong knew that he was not the god in the game. In fact, this god may not have a specific image before. After he entered, the game automatically replaced the important plot NPC with his face, in order to make it more reasonable to make the NPC full of favorability. , is more acceptable to the rules.
But maybe because he saw that scene with his own eyes in the temple, he actually felt the same way.
He has to do something.
He picked up the mud again from the corner. The villain frowned and asked him, "What are you doing? I don't want it."
Mature men don't need clay figurines.
Kou Dong said, "It's not for you."
He rounded the mud ball in his hand, squeezed it, and tied it to a rope. The rope was wrapped around a thin and long wooden stick, and he made it into a fishing rod.
The vivid clay figurines are the bait.
Ye Yanzhi didn't understand anymore. What is this for
"Have you not seen it yet?"
Kou Dong said seriously, and lifted the fishing rod, "——I'm going to catch children."
"..."
Not that he said, but the posture of the young man is really like child trafficking...
Kou Dong started going from house to house.
Hearing that there was a movement of a child inside, he threw the bait over the wall of the house and dragged it slowly towards the door. The children in the village have few toys on weekdays, and they don’t see strangers. Day after day, year after year, they have the same scene, which has long been boring.
Besides, they are not considered human beings now, and their parents don't pay close attention to them. After a while, a child really took the bait and opened the door a crack to poke his head.
As soon as the door opened, the strange uncle stood in front of the door and waved to them.
"Come on," he said softly, "Come on, brother will take you out to play..."
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
More like that.
He wants to call the police.
The child hesitated for a few minutes, looked at the clay figurine in Kou Dong's hand, and then at Kou Dong. The Nuo face that Kou Dong wears today is Zhu Bajie. This image is recognized by all the children in the village; coupled with the favorability buff, it is impossible to like him or not.
So he hesitated again and again, and actually took a step forward, asking in a low voice, "Are you taking me out?"
Kou Dong held his hand and said, "That's right, brother will take you to play hide-and-seek."
Everyone likes to hide and seek. The child couldn't help jumping for joy after hearing this.
Kou Dong suddenly let go of his hand, looking a little discouraged. The child hurriedly tightened his hand, raised his face and asked him, "What's wrong?"
It's amazing, Ye Yanzhi thought, this NPC actually cares about traffickers.
Kou Dong didn't speak, just shook his head. The child asked again and again, before he said: "There are too few people."
This is quite reasonable. How can you play hide and seek with so few people
The child was able to understand at a point, so he hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, I'll find you some more!"
It is much easier for him to call a child than for Kou Dong to call a child. After a while, Kou Dong was surrounded by a group of children, clamoring to play hide-and-seek.
Kou Dong saw that the time was almost up, so he led them to the corner of the street, "You guys hide first..."
The children all stared at him eagerly.
"I'll catch you first," Kou Dong said, suddenly smiling slightly, "Later, there will be new partners participating in this game. Whoever finds it first, I will reward him with this clay figurine."
His voice is full of meaning.
"Everyone, you have to look hard."
In the middle of the night, there was no sound on the street. There was only a round of blood-colored moon hanging high in the sky, and what shone from the top to the bottom was a hazy and strange light.
After a few rounds of games, there was movement on the street corner. Kou Dong saw the two ghosts who had successfully come out to enjoy the food tonight. They were still wearing Nuo masks and walking straight in one direction.
Although the face of Nuo changed every morning, the room never changed. In order to prevent players from guessing the identities of other players through the place of residence, the address of each Nuomian cannot be seen by others.
Only ghosts looking for food at night can walk the right path.
Kou Dong was behind the wall, watching them walk towards that dark place. He suddenly reached out and patted the child beside him, and said in a low voice, "Here we come."
The child also poked his head out, trying to see what it was.
They saw two Nuo faces.
"The two uncles?"
"Yes." Kou Dong whispered, "Now, they are hiding—"
"Hey, go find them."
The children who obeyed his words rushed towards that place happily. They are not Nuomen, and they are not controlled by this rule, so they easily followed the ghost into the room.
Now that the matter has developed, Ye Yanzhi also understands what Kou Dong is going to do. He said: "The two of them should thank you."
Ghosts would never eat people in front of their own children. The two players who were supposed to disappear tonight were saved.
Kou Dong shook his head and said in a low voice, "Just one."
Ye Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized - of course only one can be saved.
Villagers who have turned into ghosts will worry about their children, but the fish spirit killed by the laughing monk will not. He was originally a player who came in from the outside, and he was killed by Xiao and Shan En in the game, so how could he give up revenge just because an NPC broke in
After thinking this through, he suddenly looked at Kou Dong again.
Kou Dong said that it was them who spoke to those children.
not him.
He pointed out two doors to the group of children. Behind one door, there are ghosts turned into by villagers who will stop; behind the other door, is the actual murder scene.
—It will remind children of those nightmare scenes.
Seeing it with their own eyes, they will know that this is not a dream.
This is the truth.
Kou Dong tore away the mask that the villagers carefully maintained in front of their children.
There was a sudden scream in the distance, followed by the screams and cries of children, completely tearing the silence.
Kou Dong leaned slightly against the wall, stretched out his legs, and immediately put his palms on Ye Yanzhi's ears.
"Baby, don't listen to—"
Under the moonlight, his profile was calm and almost cruel.
"—They always have to pay a price for this crime."
The author has something to say:
Ye Yanzhi: We kissed each other! kissed! ! ! Ahhhhh! ! ! ! !
——Although I just want to do it at every turn in my heart, but in fact, I get excited when I kiss him.
Of course, crying and calling Dad is still necessary.
—
Let's revisit the logic:
The current identification: the ghost designator is correctly identified, and he can go to his house to eat him at night; if the identification is not correct, he will be burned to death on the spot.
If a person identifies a ghost correctly, the ghost will be burned to death on the spot; if the identification is incorrect, the ghost will be eaten.
People who identify people are identified correctly, and the identified person will be eaten by the first ghost that comes in at night.
The rules are roughly like this. Simply put, the opponent who is identified correctly dies, and the opponent who is identified incorrectly dies.
Two people were identified by ghosts that night, and they were both identified correctly. So there will be ghosts coming to eat them at night.
Kou Dong saved the innocent, and the one who was eaten was the laughing monk.