Kou Dong looked at the small wooden bead. It was placed on the open palm of the evil god, and a layer of faint black air lingered. This black air spread wantonly towards the surroundings, and the crimson moonlight coated it with additional luster.
He caught a glimpse of bright red, and the bead stained the evil god's hand with blood. It was beating faintly, like a real heart held in someone's hand. Seeing too much can even make people feel dizzy.
It doesn't feel good.
Ye Yanzhi frowned, he looked at the evil god, obviously he didn't think it was a good thing.
Obviously, Kou Dong would never think this thing is good.
He just stared at the heart with an almost unnatural enthusiasm. It seems that it is not a wooden bead lingering with black air, but a night pearl shining with brilliance.
"Come," the evil god lowered his voice very low, as if there was a sweet, honey-like temptation inside, leading Kou Dong to step into the temple, "Come—as long as you walk in, I will give it to you. "
Any normal person would not act at this time.
What's more, Kou Dong has just seen clearly that this is a trap.
The villain sat on Kou Dong's shoulder, watching the scene expressionlessly, but suddenly felt a slight tremor.
The young man's gaze was still following the bead closely, and he actually took a leg and took a slow step forward.
Ye Yan was stunned, then shocked, "Kou Dong?"
There was no emotion in the young man's eyes. Ye Yanzhi was horrified to find that Kou Dong's shoulders had also become hard, and he could even make a rattling sound when he stepped on it, as if he was tapping on the Nuo mask.
He couldn't describe what this state was, but at this moment, Kou Dong didn't look like a human being at all, more like—
More like a statue standing behind the evil god.
As soon as this thought came out, Ye Yanzhi's heart suddenly tightened.
Kou Dong took another step towards the temple.
This kind of advancement made Ye Yanzhi anxious like never before, and he patted Kou Dong's cheek to wake him up—but no matter how he patted, Kou Dong was like a wooden sculpture of clay, and would not respond to his movements in the slightest.
He just took one step at a time toward the temple, staring longingly at the heart. Half of the evil god's body was already hidden in the darkness, while the remaining half stood under the thin light cast by the candles enshrined on the god's table. The corner of the exposed half of the mouth was upturned, as if smiling.
"Come on," he whispered, "What a good boy..."
The rest of Nuomian stared blankly at this scene, and no one had the courage to step forward to stop it. They were all afraid of the means of the evil god. In the deathly silence, someone whispered: "Where is he taking him?"
Ye Yanzhi's heart suddenly moved, and he realized that he seemed to be trying to lure people to the god table.
His scalp started to tingle all of a sudden.
He finally realized that both he and the youth had made a mistake.
God cannot be resurrected.
Ye Yanzhi knows this, but this is the world in the game. Compared with the gods and ghosts in the real world, there will always be some additions and subtractions. When they sorted out the motives of the evil gods, they naturally thought that the evil gods did all this to revive the righteous gods—
But what if there is no way of resurrection at all
What if the evil god's methods were simpler and more ruthless than they imagined, and they just brought the young man who had reincarnated as a mortal to him, then fed him his heart, and taught him to take over the position of the god and become the new evil god
Before this, Kou Dong had discussed with him the foresight card he had drawn.
In the Tarot, the upright position of the judgment card represents clear judgment and self-understanding; while the reverse position represents the use of negative methods to fill the inner emptiness. In the interpretation in this dungeon, Kou Dong is more inclined to the latter. It was also this foresight card that allowed him to more directly connect the evil god with the dead righteous god.
Compared with the ambiguous word "judgment", there is more clear and concise information on it: knights and dragons.
Knights and dragons.
There is a version of these four characters in folk tales—in ancient times, evil dragons robbed villages and forced the world to sacrifice beautiful girls to themselves.
So the world chose the most valiant knight.
The knight really lived up to his name. After a fierce battle, he finally killed the dragon by his sword. But then, he saw the treasures piled up in the cave, and those treasures reflected the golden light in his eyes—
He catches a glimpse of the naked girl.
He heard the awe-inspiring prayers of the world.
Slowly, sharp horns appeared on his forehead, and scales appeared on his arms: the dragon was indeed dead, but the knight who slayed the dragon failed to get out of the cave.
He became the new dragon.
Putting this interpretation in the copy, Ye Yanzhi completely understood the meaning of that painting. Kou Dong is the chosen knight. He has discovered the identity of the evil god in this game. According to the rules of the game, he is equivalent to killing the dragon.
But at the same time, the evil dragon bewitched him and asked him to take over his mantle-this is the real plan of this god!
For this abacus, the evil god clearly lost his heart, but he still tried his best to use spells to confuse the person in front of him.
What kind of obsession is this
Ye Yanzhi is clear. It should be said that no one in this world knows better than him. But being clear does not mean agreeing. After clarifying the logic, Ye Yanzhi made a decisive decision. After taking a deep breath, he slapped the young man's face powerfully.
He didn't have any other props at hand, so he could only rely on this primitive method to try to wake people up, "Kou Dong!"
Kou Dong was suddenly beaten, his expression seemed a little confused, and his footsteps stopped for a moment. But before the villain was happy, he staggered down again, taking a step closer to the temple.
Ye Yanzhi lay next to his ear, gritted his teeth and couldn't speak, raised his voice and said, "Wake up, you won't want to go in - wake up, you have nothing to stuff in from top to bottom The place!"
This is actually not rigorous. Ye Yanzhi is very clear that there is only one part of the body, and he also knows that the NPC must be planning to put the heart in from there—
If you want to talk about why, none of this group of NPCs is normal-minded.
It's all perverted.
Kou Dong didn't respond to his words, his toes were about to touch the high threshold of the temple, and he was about to step in.
That's too late!
Ye Yanzhi's heart tightened, but he couldn't take the items in the luggage compartment. The "Siren's Tears" was clearly shining on it, but he couldn't touch it at all.
There is only one last way.
Ye Yanzhi made up his mind and didn't care too much. He lay next to Kou Dong's ear and called out "Dad" with a raised voice.
This sound was like a gesture of circling the beam three times.
"dad!!!"
In fact, Ye Yanzhi didn't have full confidence in his heart. Although the young man is usually keen to let him yell like this, but in the end it was just a joke, it wouldn't be—
The footsteps of the youth had already stepped on the threshold and stopped. After that, he didn't go any further, but put his feet down, and glanced to both sides in confusion.
Although there were no words, the action was very obvious. This is looking for his cheap son.
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
He also couldn't tell if he was more grateful, or he was more concerned about killing young people.
I always thought that he was just taking advantage of him verbally, but I didn't expect that he really wanted to be his father with all his heart.
For this, even the demonic barriers of evil gods can be broken.
... How is this an obsession no less than that of an NPC
Although humiliating, it is still effective. Ye Yanzhi hugged the young man's arms, and yelled "Dad" several times viciously one after another. The more he shouted, the clearer Kou Dong's expression became, and finally he shivered, only to realize that he was standing at the entrance of the temple, feeling dazed.
"Strange," he murmured, "what am I doing standing here?"
"..."
Ye Yanzhi really didn't want to answer his question.
Kou Dong has not noticed the sudden change in his cub's attitude, he is still looking back and forth in surprise.
"Damn, why do I have no memory of the journey I've come here?" After all, he was smart, he thought for a while, and then he knew the answer, "He still has a backup?!"
The villain said in a muffled voice, "It should be the last move."
This move was enough to exhaust the remaining mana in the evil god's body. The god is now leaning on the bi, and seems to know that his tactic has failed, so he coughed slightly.
He was still holding the wooden bead, and the blood splashed from the wooden bead was dripping everywhere on the ground. The palm is still spread out, but it can no longer wait for anyone to take it.
Kou Dong took a step back and understood in his heart.
This NPC wanted to give him his heart.
"Why," said the evil spirit holding the wooden beads, "you don't want to?"
"-Do not."
Kou Dong calmly said, not intending to reach out to pick it up.
The evil god frowned. Although there was still a smile on the corner of his lips, the smile seemed to be paper, hanging on the skin in a thin layer, but it couldn't convey to the eyes at all.
"Why?"
Kou Dong just looked at him.
"From the moment you make these, you should know."
"He—wouldn't like it."
He didn't confuse himself with the righteous god, he just said plainly, "He doesn't need a black heart."
Kou Dong still remembered the appearance of that god. Although his face was born, it was gentle and loving—when he looked at the earth, a spring breeze would blow over it.
He is not one to tolerate his own filth.
The corners of the evil god's lips that were raised the last bit also pressed back. He said indifferently, "You are him."
He seemed to have a strong obsession with this, and there was almost cruelty in his eyes, "You are."
Kou Dong shook his head, and didn't refute this idea that was more like self-deception. He just stared at the god in front of him, and said softly: "I remember, you have also been guessed?"
"..."
The evil god didn't answer, as if he had also been put on a mask.
"But you are still safe and sound," Kou Dong whispered, "What is it based on—is it this heart?"
The man suddenly pursed his lips.
This sentence is not wrong, Kou Dong guessed his identity, but he has already lost. Even gods also need to abide by the rules of the game.
Even if the rules are set by himself.
The Nuomen behind him exclaimed, and they all saw the changes in him. After taking the wooden bead out of the statue, the dense black air wrapped around the god suddenly shrunk and dissipated visibly with the naked eye. In the huge cloud of black smoke, his figure gradually became clear.
From feet, to legs, to upper body.
For the first time, the moonlight and candlelight completely shone on this fallen god—his pale skin was glowing with abnormal gray, which was the proof of being possessed by a demon.
"—after taking out your heart," Kou Dong asked softly, "will you die?"
The evil god's mouth twitched upwards, as if showing a contemptuous smile.
"What kind of heart," he said with a cold expression, "if you don't want it, it's just a bead.—It's nothing special."
He reached out and threw the wooden bead far away. The beads rolled into the grass, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The surrounding flowers and trees were affected, and they withered and died along with the rolling track.
The statue turned its head to look at the wooden bead, and moved its legs to pick it up.
"Don't go."
The evil god said coldly, and a divine force came over and easily nailed it in place.
He was still staring at Kou Dong with a half-smile.
"You want to forgive them?"
Kou Dong replied: "He wouldn't want that."
Not only for the villagers who have been ignorant for a hundred years, but also for these innocent strangers.
It can be said that the villagers deserve what they deserve, but what did the outsiders do wrong
It was just to punish others, so he was treated as a stutter, and he couldn't leave after he died, and he had to turn into a ghost with a blue face and fangs.
Even for this, Kou Dong still hopes that Shanhai Village can be completely liberated. Whether good or evil.
The evil god looked at him fixedly, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"That's why I hate you gods the most," the man mocked, "It's all prudish and boring."
He turned around suddenly and ordered, "Let's go."
The tall statue suddenly came to his senses, and followed behind him step by step. The evil god walked forward step by step, his chest was empty, and there was no sound.
He lost the most important thing.
How long has it been? —from the first time he opened his eyes and saw him.
At that time the sky was bright and cloudless.
He strode forward, and suddenly heard a loud bang in his ears. After the mana was exhausted, the heartless statue finally fell to the ground heavily, and the dust splashed. It struggled to lift its fingers amidst the exclamation, and finally went completely limp, unable to get up again.
Still holding on, he took a few steps forward.
at least-
At least where he can't see it.
His arm began to burn, as if someone had set it on fire. When the evil god turned his head, he saw the bright flame burning on his body.
The burning sensation spread, and he kept gritting his teeth, but the rules and punishments from the system were merciless.
If you lose, you lose.
—The characters who lose must die.
He caught a glimpse of the shadow of death, covering him in a thin layer, gradually weaving into an overwhelming net. And under this net, he saw the familiar golden light.
The fingers of the god caressed his face, and smiled at him under the brilliance. That smile was still compassionate and peaceful, but it was only directed at him.
In a daze, he seemed to turn into the child who put all the bowl of rice he had saved so hard on the altar again. Looking up, he can see the face of the god.
Solemn and solemn, but so easy to get close to.
The wind came in from the gate of the temple, and it seemed like a god was stroking his hair.
"Good boy," he heard the voice of the god hidden in the wind at that time, it was as soft as a whisper, "Good boy..."
He slept in this familiar breath, and finally closed his eyes slowly. At this moment, without the villagers, he was the only citizen who was willing to look up to him but wanted to blaspheme the gods.
The round bead in Kou Dong's hand let out a soft sigh, and immediately it turned into water and completely flowed down from Kou Dong's hand.
He used "Siren's Tears" to hypnotize the evil god at the last moment.
Ye Yanzhi obviously disagreed, but he didn't object. He just hugged the young man with his arms, his expression seemed a little gloomy.
The rules of replicas come into play.
Under this rule, the NPC is as small as an ant. The Cthulhu couldn't even say a few more words, but within a few seconds, his back had been shortened inch by inch—soon, in front of Kou Dong, he completely turned into a puddle of wind and disappeared easily of gray.
The pillars of the temple began to crumble, and each brick and stone gradually disappeared in the air. At the end of the path, a villager came rushing towards the sound with a knife in his hand, but happened to see Kou Dong's face.
The knives they held in their hands suddenly fell to the ground.
that face.
that face—
That is a face that the villagers of Shanhai Village will never forget.
"… god… "
I don't know who said the first sentence with trembling lips. Afterwards, more and more people recognized it and gathered in this open space, not daring to take a step closer to Kou Dong.
"is God!"
"is God!!"
Their legs suddenly went limp, and they wept bitterly in front of the reborn god. More and more villagers rushed to hear the news. They bowed down at God's feet and bowed their heads to him again and again as they did back then.
The ghost in Nuo Mian also took off his mask, and knelt down in front of this familiar face, unable to raise any strength.
The trembling one in the middle is the old village chief.
"It's you!" The village head had tears running down his face, "You're back...we're looking forward to you after all..."
How many sins? The villagers themselves can't remember clearly.
From the moment they killed the gods, they stepped into this quagmire, and were never able to crawl out of it.
They knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to raise their heads again.
There are heavy things pressing them down, making them unable to wake up from this nightmare forever, even death is their hope.
The old village chief choked for a long time, and said in a low voice: "You—"
He bowed his head heavily.
"please forgive."
Under his leadership, hundreds of people bowed their heads.
"please forgive!"
"please forgive!!"
Such voices became louder and louder, and finally gathered into a sweeping wave, and the echo of despair and grief echoed throughout the land. It's just that the land is dry now, and the people on it are no longer in the same mood as before.
Things are not people.
Only the gods are still exactly the same as the village chief remembered. His loose white robes are swaying, and the young man standing in the light has a clear side face and soft eyebrows. He is still the same as before.
He held his breath, waiting for the god's answer.
Kou Dong didn't answer them, but saw a little golden light shining in the grass.
"-what is that?"
He stepped forward and pushed aside the bushes, only to realize that it was the heart of the evil god. Now it was burnt black, and the wooden shell was cracked, revealing what was hidden inside.
That turned out to be a finger of Zhengshen.
Thinking about it, it was the only thing he could find from the crazy villagers.
That piece of wooden finger has now become all gold, emitting a faint light. Ye Yanzhi said: "This force is enough to save the villagers."
Kou Dong understood that this was the end that the righteous god personally hid for this sin.
After the statue was destroyed, the gods were annihilated, but they knew that the crime of killing the gods would definitely not leave this land. For the endless people he protected, he left his last finger, which is also his last bit of mercy for Shanhai Village.
The villagers are still waiting with bated breath.
After a long time, the voice finally sounded softly, "Let's hold another Nuo show."
He added immediately, "One last time."
This is the last grand Nuo opera in Shanhai Village. Amidst the loud sound of gongs and drums, the villagers personally put on the Nuo mask and performed the Nuo opera lively. For a full 12% off, they performed from Journey to the West to the town god catching ghosts. The veteran craftsmen spent their whole lives carving these Nuo faces to life.
When they rushed from the village, it was really like ghosts walking in the night.
Only this time, the sound of gongs and drums was more pleasant than every time before. The villagers who played played with all their strength, which was full of joy of relief and joy of finally being able to atone for their sins.
All the remaining things in the house were sacrificed, pigs and sheep were slaughtered and placed high on the altar of the gods. Fruits, ears of wheat, and finely brewed wine, people always pay tribute to God with the best things they have.
Now that there are no new temples or statues, the Nuomen have already been told the answer and left here. The old gods no longer sat behind the table, waiting for them, only the solitary finger.
The huge team stopped in front of this severed finger.
"Thank you very much," the village head came first, and said softly while kneeling in front of it, "You saved us again."
He looked anxious, hesitated for a long time, and said: "I don't know if you believe it or not, but we—we never had the intention to kill you."
How could they kill gods
It's just that in this world, there are always other things that can blind people's eyes. Like fear.
The fear of death is the most obvious, and even manipulates their minds.
"Now we know," the village chief murmured, "life and death are common things. As you said at the beginning, life and death are fixed and cannot be forced."
He kowtowed three times in front of these fingers, his voice trembling.
"Xinnan is guilty!"
"The sin is greed!"
"—Sin is killing!"
After saying this sentence, he raised his face again, trembling and kowtowing to the god again.
"Please punish..."
There was a thunder in the sky. Immediately, bean-sized raindrops splashed down and landed on the villagers.
Their skin and flesh gradually melted under the raindrops, but they let out joyful cries and couldn't wait to reach out their hands to greet them.
This is the first rain in Shanhai Village in a hundred years.
The rain soaked the land, and it also soaked the villagers—in this rain, they quickly dissolved their skin and flesh, turning into pale skeletons. The skeletons fell one after another, and finally dissolved into the loess.
Dust to dust, dust to dust, soul to everywhere. For this crime, they may still have to stay in hell for hundreds of thousands of years.
Kou Dong sighed softly in his heart. Ye Yanzhi hugged him tightly and said, "It's time to go."
"Yes." The young man replied, "—it's time to go."
The system pops up a new prompt box.
[Are you sure about the final answer? A, yes; B, no.]
Kou Dong gave his answer. Almost as soon as he said it, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the scene of Shanhai Village shrank suddenly, and was finally thrown far into the sky.
After opening his eyes again, Kou Dong returned to Yuyu's home. He opened the appointment panel, and saw the evil god staying in the fourth frame, with the corner of his mouth raised, as if smiling.
Kou Dong couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, and subconsciously stroked the evil god's face with his fingers. At the same time, unexpectedly, Kou Dong saw the evil spirit move in the frame.
As if raising a hand.
"...???"
Without the slightest preparation, Kou Dong's hand pressed against the evil god's palm. A familiar force came, and the NPC in the picture frame held his hand tightly, without refusal and without giving any room—
They dragged him in.
Kou Dong: "!!!"
Ye Yanzhi who couldn't get in: "!!!"
Isn't this Porcelain!
He shook a few times and was thrown out of the frame, almost laughing angrily. Look, this is what Kou Dong bought at the expense of an item—he said it all, none of these NPCs are good!
None of them are good! !
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong grabbed a bunch of chairs on the last day.
Cthulhu (suddenly realized): It turns out that you can still play like this.
Learned, learned.