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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 35 Faith 13┃ Ke Xun’s Faith."

weight="95748"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

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Ke Xun hurriedly asked Wei Dong to find a safe place to nest, followed Mu Yiran by himself, walked forward for a while, and stood on a huge rock, which was able to see the view of the entire valley.

You can see the wild flowers in the Manpo, which are colorful.

If it weren't for being in the world of paintings, this place could really be regarded as a fairyland on earth. Unfortunately, in Ke Xun's view, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there is a particularly fake and deadly sense of horror here.

"These flowers are the same as those purple jasmine. They don't have any fragrance." Ke Xun sniffed.

"Go down and take a look." Mu Yiran said.

When he went down to the mountain valley, Ke Xun found that the place was full of vegetation, with wild flowers and vines, and vine stems. It was almost colorful, but still lacking vitality.

Mu Yiran walked through the flowers and plants, stopping from time to time, uprooting a few grasses, picking a few flowers, and even digging a few rhizomes.

"Can I know what your current thinking is?" Ke Xun asked.

"These flowers and plants are weird," Mu Yiran meditated. "Like the mirabilis jasmine before, it is not the season of mirabilis jasmine, and many of these plants here are not plants that bloom and bear fruit in season, and some should not be born. Gan Xiong Heights, but now they all come together to grow here."

"It's really weird," Ke Xun nodded. "If something goes wrong, there must be demons. We might as well take some of these things back. Ask the people in the village. Even if you can't ask anything, these things might still Switch to other useful things."

Mu Yiran glanced at him and had to admit that this guy can often think of some unexpected ideas that others can't expect.

For example, use these things for other things.

He really didn't think about it in this direction, so he didn't object.

When the two went back to look for Wei Dong, they found that the goods were not there, and there was no trace of them.

Ke Xun rushed to his forehead with a rush, and rushed towards the sky burial platform with a curse.

Halfway through the rush, seeing Wei Dong running towards this side with a pale face, Ke Xun went up and slapped his head: "Don't you let you wait in place? What are you running around? I was so scared. You I almost committed Alzheimer's!"

"Don't mention it," Wei Dong waved his hand straight. "I was so fucking scared that I almost got polio!"

Just told Ke Xun Mu Yiran the matter again.

It turned out that he suddenly wanted to solve it, so he wanted to find a place to avoid people. He went around, and suddenly saw several people in Zhou Bin sneaking towards the sky burial platform.

Wei Dong felt that these people were dying. In order to avoid getting hurt, he quickly found a place to hide.

Before hiding for a while, I heard Zhou Bin's yelling voice coming from the direction of the Heavenly Burial Platform, but within a minute or two, Zhou Bin quickly ran from the neighborhood, and followed the people on the Heavenly Burial Platform.

Wei Dong was worried that he would be discovered by those people for a while, so he didn't dare to stay any longer. He quickly turned out from the hiding place and ran back, but he saw from a distance on the celestial burial stage. The corpse that had been divided into pieces was gathered up, and the parts that were not easy to handle were even carried into his arms.

"I think they are crazy," Wei Dong said, "I was so scared that I didn't dare to talk to them, so I ran back the same way."

"They used a trick to adjust the tiger away from the mountain, the purpose is to get the corpse." Ke Xun also felt incredible, looking at Mu Yiran, "What are they doing?"

Mu Yiran moved his lips and pulled a smile without a smile: "Collect sacrifices and artifacts."

Ke Xun asked: "Then what about us, do we still collect magical artifacts?"

"If you want to take it, take it." Mu Yiran glanced at him, and walked away.

"What do you divide between you, me and mine at this time?" Ke Xun followed, "if you accept, I will accept it. If you don't accept it, I won't accept it. Don't tell me."

Wei Dong walking at the end: ...I didn't see it.

When I returned to the big tent, the sky was about to darken. Zhou Bin and the others arrived ten minutes later than Ke Xun, all of them looked tired and ugly, but there was a faint excitement in spirit.

After dinner, the middle-aged man arranged the tent as usual: "Tonight there is a tent for every three people, two men and one woman. Remember, there must be three people in each tent, two men and one woman."

Everyone was stunned.

There are eleven people at present, Ke Xun, Mu Yiran, Wei Dong, Qin Ci, Zhou Bin, Dad Geng, children of the Geng family, and seven men.

The only women are Geng Ma, Zhao Dan, Sha Liu and Li Ziling.

If there are two men and one woman in each tent, it means that one man and one woman will be left out and the conditions cannot be met.

The three Geng family hugged each other tightly, and they seemed to be able to "bail" early this night.

Zhou Bin clasped Zhao Dan's hand tightly and pointed to Qin Ci: "Doctor Qin, you and us are a group."

Naturally, Qin Ci wouldn't refuse, and only Ke Xun and Sha Liu Li Ziling were left.

Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun and Mu Yiran with a pale face.

He never expected that the great axe of fate would fall on him and his good brother tonight.

He knows that Ke Xun has a good impression of Mu Yiran, and that Ke Xun is definitely not a person who values ​​color and loves friends, but the rule is destined that only two of the three of them can get this line of life. Any choice will be extremely cruel. , Very tragic.

Without waiting for Ke Xun to speak, Li Ziling pounced on Mu Yiran with a scream, knelt down in front of him and kowtow desperately, tears forming a twist on her face that hadn't been washed for a few days: "Little brother, Please, please be with me, I don’t want to die, I am willing to do anything you want me to do, please, choose me, choose me..."

While talking, he turned to Ke Xun next to Mu Yiran: "Brother, please, I'm willing to do anything you want me to do. Really, anything will do. I just ask you two to be with me, please. you guys……"

Sha Liu's face was pale and stood there, until Li Ziling's voice was already crying dumb, Sha Liu raised his dizzy eyes and looked at Ke Xun: "You three, one will die too, are you thinking about it? , Choose...who?"

The eyes of everyone suddenly gathered on Ke Xun's face.

At this moment, no one noticed that Mu Yiran was the decisive person in everyone's hearts, but when faced with a choice, everyone inexplicably habitually went to Ke Xun for answers.

Ke Xun unexpectedly turned his head to Qin Ci: "Doctor Qin, I have a question to ask, let me talk."

The two went out of the tent, and came back after a while. Li Ziling was still crying, Wei Dong and Sha Liu were still in despair, and the others remained silent.

"Have you chosen? There is no time, we are going back to the tent." Zhou Bin said to Ke Xun.

"It's selected." Ke Xun said.

The eyes of the crowd gathered at him again and saw him look at Mu Yiran: "Please, please," pointed at Wei Dong, "make Dongzi dizzy."

Wei Dong was stunned. Before he could react, he saw Mu Yiran nodded slightly and walked towards him, "Wait—" before the sentence could be completed, Mu Yiran's neck was strangled by Mu Yiran's hand, just two seconds. As soon as it went dark, he fainted to the ground.

Everyone looked astonished, but it was not that Mu Yiran fainted Wei Dong. What they were astonished was that when Mu Yiran walked towards Wei Dong, Ke Xun followed closely behind him. The moment Wei Dong fainted, Ke Xun lifted his palm and fell, and slashed Mu Yiran on the back of his neck.

Mu Yiran tilted his head laboriously, frowning, and looking at Ke Xun with annoyed, puzzled, and inexplicable emotions under his eyes, and fell to the ground in the next second.

Ke Xun stretched out his hand to embrace him, bent over and carried him on his shoulders, with the other hand holding Wei Dong's clothes, who was fainted on the ground, turned his head and smiled at Sha Liu: "When you two have decided, go to the tent to find us, time Running out."

Just carried one by one and walked out of the big tent.

Qin Ci looked at Ke Xun's back with a complicated expression.

Smashing the back of the neck is a very dangerous action. If the force is light, it will not work. If the force is heavy, it will directly smash or even kill the person. The success rate of the stun is extremely low, let alone temporary teaching. Teach him the technique, position, and describe the strength that is probably needed.

This person is really bold and reckless. He doesn't hesitate to do what he has decided.

But he is also really...a genius in a certain area, with amazing precision in his control of physical strength.

Qin Ci followed Zhou Bin Zhao Dan and left the big tent. The Geng family of three also went to their tent. Only Li Ziling and Sha Liu were classmates and friends left in the big tent.

Ke Xun placed Mu Yiran and Wei Dong side by side in the tent, then looked down at Mu Yiran's frowning face, looked for a while, stretched out his finger to smooth his eyebrows, and laughed: "How about it, like me? Have you ever seen a sand sculpture? I was quite surprised. After my dad filled in himself to save people, I called him an old sand sculpture. I didn’t expect the sand sculpture to be a damn inheritance."

As he said, his voice slowly lowered, his eyes fell on a certain point of nothingness, and after a long time, he said softly: "I don't want my dad to be ashamed of me."

Ke Xun went back to his tent, took out the sharp-edged piece of stone from his arms, held it in his palm, and lay down with his hands resting behind his head.

My thoughts are clear and chaotic for a while, nervous for a moment, calm for a moment, I feel regretful for a while, and then I go out and set my mind.

I don't know how long it has been in a mess, and vaguely heard a staggering footsteps in the direction of the big tent, going to the tents of Wei Dong and Mu Yiran.

Sha Liu and Li Ziling do not know who is left.

However, after a long time, I didn't see the other one coming to look for him. I thought it might be because I knew that even if I was in a tent with him, he would not be able to meet the number of people. Sooner or later, he would not be able to escape, so he simply resigned himself to stay in the big tent.

Of course, there is another possibility that the remaining one is dead.

As the night darkened, the snow was pale, and the giant shadow fell from the sky, with eight arms stretched out, twisted like a python.

Ke Xun squeezed the stone, lay it across his throat, staring at the top of the tent.

A small tent seemed extremely empty at the moment, he was alone, so lonely, small, and helpless.

Juying walked past the tent of the Geng family of three, walked past the tent of Wei Dong Mu Yiran, and stopped by his tent.

The overwhelming black shadow pressed its head down and pressed against the top of the tent tightly.

Ke Xun felt that the leather on the top of the tent suddenly became thinner, and it was so transparent that the face of the giant shadow pressing on it could be seen clearly. Its facial features were angry, and its huge eyes blinked, observing everything in the tent.

Ke Xun stared at it, the stone in his hand pressed against the flesh of his throat.

The top of the tent became thinner and thinner, the facial features of the giant shadow became clearer and clearer, the face black as a strange stone, the huge blood-red eyeballs protruding outwards, the four pointed fangs that protrude from the big mouth of the blood basin. Slowly press down, squeeze downwards, just about to squeeze the tent skin, the long scarlet tongue curls and twists, and can't wait to roll the tiny human in the tent into his mouth.

Here it is, it's over.

The stone flakes in Ke Xun's hand pressed down, dull pain cut into the fragile skin. At this moment, all his fears, regrets, unwillingness, and grievances suddenly disappeared.

He even wanted to laugh a little bit.

This thing above the head is the so-called god of certain sects? The so-called faith?

What do you believe in it? Can people live forever? Can give people wealth? Can people not separate flesh and blood, life and death?

If he can, then he believes it.

But it can't. Then he might as well believe in himself, believe in freedom, believe in willfulness, believe in whatever he wants, believe in joy and pain.

Ke Xun compares a middle finger high, and holding a stone in the other hand, he will cut the aorta in his neck severely.

The author has something to say:

Ke Xun: Dad, my son is going to accompany you, okay~

Dad Ke: Get out! Your mother and I have finally spent a few months in the two-person world, you little bastard die a little longer!

Ke Xun: ...... Am I your own?

Dad Ke: No. No. Don't be fooled.

Ke Xun:...

Ke Xun: [Orphan Certification.jpg]