They waited in this fog. After a while, a staggering figure appeared behind the fog.

The man didn't wear a Nuo face, so Kou Dong recognized it at a glance - it was the cow essence identified tonight. Niu Jing was a middle-aged woman, her leg seemed to be injured at the moment, she limped towards them, and stopped suddenly after seeing Kou Dong's white robe.

Her breathing hadn't calmed down yet, she was panting violently, looking at Kou Dong vigilantly.

Kou Dong raised his hand to her, indicating that he did not mean to hurt her.

The woman looked at him for a long time, and when she saw that he really did not come, she walked towards the end of the street. Although the legs and feet are not very flexible, people are still alive.

In Kou Dong's view, this is at least a good thing.

Ye Yanzhi asked him, "Are you going?"

If he doesn't leave now, the villagers will find out later that he is the culprit. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to leave.

Kou Dong said, "Let's go."

He walked back quietly along the path, and heard the creaking of the villagers on both sides of the door one after another, as if disturbed by the cries of children. Someone with a stick has walked out of the door. If Kou Dong was a few minutes later, he would have been blocked by these villagers.

Kou Dong got into his room and finally put down the big rock he was holding in his heart. He listened to the chaotic sounds outside, footsteps and shouts mingled together, and said lightly, "It should be very unsettled tonight."

Ye Yanzhi said: "This is right. They are not qualified to live a peaceful life."

Now that he thinks about it, he still has no sympathy for this group of villagers who retaliate against each other, and fully understands what the evil god has done.

He jumped off Kou Dong's shoulder, but he couldn't help but be suspicious, "Why did you ask about Sandalwood today at Qin Tong's place?"

The young man is not someone who talks nonsense on important matters. Whenever he said something, he must have discovered something.

Kou Dong replied, "It's to verify my conjecture."

Ye Yanzhi: "What about the verification result?"

Kou Dong smiled softly and said in a low voice, "It's exactly as I imagined."

"..."

"There's only one question left to sort out now," Kou Dong put down his strength and rested his head heavily on the pillow. He stared at the high ceiling and murmured, "He—why did he want revenge?"

He vaguely felt that this was the most important answer to completely solve this dungeon.

The next day, there was no drumming in the village, and no one went to the funeral.

When Kou Dong woke up, he found that Zhong Kui's mask was on the head of his bed again, as if he had returned to the first day.

He walked out the door and saw a Nuo god squatting in the street, complaining in a low voice. Hearing the familiar voice, Kou Dong stepped forward and patted the other person - the person being photographed turned his head, and it was already replaced by the Nuo face of the Kitchen God.

She looked at Kou Dong up and down and said, "Are you Zhong Kui again?"

Kou Dong nodded.

"Hello Zhong Kui," yesterday's Erlang God and today's Kitchen God said enviously, "They all say that Zhong Kui can catch ghosts..."

Kou Dong smiled slightly, avoided the topic, and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

The Kitchen God said, "Oh, I'm looking at the villagers today.—they don't seem normal."

In fact, what she said was euphemistic, and the village was far noisier than usual. There were some noises of beating and beating in every household. Someone ran out of the house and slammed their head against the wall with a face full of pain.

It was like stepping into a large mental hospital.

Kou Dong knew better than anyone how this scene came about, but he remained calm, "What's going on?"

The Kitchen God said he didn't know, "Who knows, it's like this when I wake up, maybe I've done something wrong."

Kou Dong asked, "Why do you think they did something wrong, not someone who killed them?"

The Kitchen God raised his face to look at him, as if incredulous.

"Please—" She pointed to a nearby villager who was sitting in the corner without saying a word, "Look at their figure, and then look at the legs and feet of the village chief, who could they be harmed by?"

Her voice was abrupt, and coldness permeated immediately.

"It's all their fault for becoming like this."

At this time, her attitude coincided with Ye Yanzhi's.

Kou Dong didn't answer, just took a breath again. Immediately, he also raised his eyes and calmly looked at the crowded villagers in the village.

"Yeah," he said, narrowing his eyes, "who else can you hate?"

When people are unwilling to accept the truth, they hypnotize themselves as well as others.

those are dreams...

It's all fake, it doesn't exist

The more they tell themselves, the more they believe it from the bottom of their hearts. No matter how happy the neighbors laughed at the funeral, no matter how old they were, no matter how old the village chief was, or the neighbor's children didn't grow a centimeter... illusion.

The people living in Shanhai Village are still living people, and those who may commit blasphemy are those foreigners.

This saying has been said a lot, but it didn't come true.

But now, Kou Dong has completely torn through this layer of tulle.

All that was left was the brutal truth, with blood pouring down on them.

Shanhai Village finally remembered the past that he tried to bury. The sin was so heavy that they could not breathe.

...they killed gods.

They killed gods...

No NPC came out to stop it, which made it more convenient for the Nuomen to explore the village. Kou Dong bid farewell to the Kitchen God and went to the temple alone, only to find that the two villagers who were guarding the door were nowhere to be seen.

He simply opened the temple door in a generous way.

The look of the Buddha statue is not as compassionate as before. He stared at the door, as if seeing the struggle of the villagers, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

Ye Yanzhi didn't like this evil god very much now, so he opened his mouth and said, "Smiling so ugly."

Kou Dong: "..."

His cub has been very violent recently.

He gently rubbed the little man's face.

Ye Yanzhi's hostility was only directed at the statue, but when he arrived at Kou Dong's place, it was gentle. He hugged that finger and rubbed his cheek lightly on it.

Kou Dong finally confirmed the number of oil lamps.

There are still 157 oil lamps, and now only the number of villagers is missing.

This amount is not easy to come by, and you can't go door-to-door.

Not the census.

Kou Dong was relieved, and said casually, "Then call them all out."

Ye Yanzhi: "...how do you call?"

Kou Dong said it so easily, but it made him a little puzzled.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Kou Dong lift the oil lamp.

Ye Yanzhi: "?"

Kou Dong narrowed his eyes and glanced at these burning lamps.

"A lot of oil."

He meant something authentic.

Ye Yanzhi: "??"

Kou Dong took off a few sticks of incense that had been paid tribute in front of the statue, and borrowed a little flame from an oil lamp. The flames burned slightly on the incense, and the bright red beating.

Kou Dong also thought that the burning was not strong enough, and said to the statue, "I'll borrow you something."

He tore off a few pieces of the drapery hanging above and ignited them all.

Ye Yanzhi watched his skillful movements like flowing clouds and water, and gradually felt that he couldn't breathe, "You..."

Your operation makes him a little panicked!

The flames gradually turned into fireballs. Kou Dong guarded the fire and said calmly, "If you want to do it, you can do it."

Ye Yanzhi: "???"

"Cub," Kou Dong said excitedly, "let's burn this village down!"

"..."

The villain was completely stunned, unable to utter a word.

He originally thought that Kou Dong was joking.

But when Kou Dong really squatted under the corner of a house and started pouring oil seriously, he realized that the youth seemed to be coming for real.

- It's really burning.

The long drapery was soaked in oil and spread like a long carpet on the ground.

Kou Dong lowered his body in front of this, and slowly approached the flame in his hand.

With a light sound of "poof", the flames suddenly jumped up and moved forward along the terrain, turning the road into a flowing orange-red river.

The fire was raging, and Ye Yanzhi, who was standing on Kou Dong's shoulders, was full of confusion.

He only accompanied Kou Dong in the second instance, and he had never seen Kou Dong burning the castle. Now that I am fortunate enough to see it, I know that Kou Dong is really skilled at playing with fire. While pouring oil, he also shouted for help, "It's on fire, put out the fire!"

The villagers' fear of fire cannot be extinguished. When they act as ghosts, they will be wiped out by the ashes of the fire in the hands of the idols. Even now that he has become a human body again, that fear has been deeply buried in his heart, but when he hears the word fire, his heart is startled.

Even if he knew that he would not be burned to death at the moment, he still ran out of the door uncontrollably, and couldn't wait to get away from the jumping flame.

There was also a flame on the street, and driven by this fire, they had to concentrate towards the temple gate. Kou Dong squatted here, just like the pig farmers waiting for the piglets to return to the pen, slowly counting the number of people who ran in in a panic, "One, two, three..."

"One hundred and fifty, one hundred and fifty-one... one hundred and fifty-two."

he said.

"One hundred and fifty-two in total."

Ye Yanzhi said: "This means that there are five ghosts in the team."

Kou Dong corrected him: "It's six."

There is also a ghost, because the light has been turned off because of the successful identification.

Ye Yanzhi nodded, but left him out.

"Then, we can answer the question," he said. "When we first entered the game, there were six people and six ghosts. It was balanced."

When he said this sentence, the system popped up a prompt box.

[Please confirm whether the answer is the final answer, and if you answer correctly, you can leave the copy immediately. A: Yes. B: No. 】

[Please note that each choice will affect the final outcome of the player. Please choose carefully. 】

The villain said: "This should be the final answer, there are no other villagers."

All the people have been concentrated here.

But even though he said that, Ye Yanzhi's brows were still frowning.

Kou Dong asked him, "What?"

"...It's too simple." The villain answered hesitantly, "I always feel that there is something wrong."

He understands the system better than these players. The system's obsession with Kou Dong cannot be easily generalized - in order to keep the young people, the system will exploit all the loopholes that can be exploited in the rules and raise all the difficulties that can be raised.

But this answer is too smooth.

As long as they find out the correspondence between the villagers and the ghosts, and then make a pair with the number of oil lamps in the temple. ——This is not difficult for Kou Dong.

After he said this, Kou Dong smiled instead. He replied, "You're right."

After that, he chose no without hesitation.

The system frame clicked slightly, as if reluctantly, and disappeared in front of them immediately.

Ye Yanzhi was still sitting on Kou Dong's shoulders, and finally revealed his thoughts, "I always feel that there is a Nuo face that is not right."

"Who?"

The villain said solemnly, "The one who always comes to you."

He still remembers the phrase "the waist is really thin", and every time he thinks of it, he feels unhappy, "She doesn't look like a player."

Instead, it's more like an NPC.

Kou Dong: "If it's an NPC, it should already be counted in the number of ghosts."

There is no need to care whether a particular person is or not at all.

Ye Yanzhi still felt that something was wrong. He hesitated: "The main NPC of this dungeon has not yet appeared."

It was obviously unreasonable that there was only one big stupid idol dangling in front of them all day long.

And the IQ of the idol doesn't look like the main NPC who can take on a dungeon...

Kou Dong looked at his cub with admiration, and exclaimed, "You are really smart."

Ye Yanzhi was suddenly praised, but he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

As a result, the next sentence of old Kou's father followed immediately, "At first glance, it is inherited from me."

Ye Yanzhi: "..."

God is so inherited.

"Let's look for it." Kou Dong said, "There must be something else that I haven't found."

While the villagers were concentrating on the temple in panic, Kou Dong went to the village chief's house. In a wooden box already covered with ashes, he found a heavy book with a book of merits written on it.

When opened, it is the record of the villagers' offering to the first god.

"On a certain day in a certain year, a certain person in the village will pay tribute to a few catties of sesame oil."

"On a certain day in a certain year, a certain person in the village, a few bottles of tribute wine and some incense money..."

A thick book, all such records. God sheltered Shanhai Village for hundreds of years, and the people in the village also provided for him for hundreds of years.

Kou Dong kept turning back, and on the back page, he suddenly saw a record that was different from the others.

"On a certain day in a certain month and a certain year, the neighboring village is unknown, and a bowl of white rice is paid as tribute."

But few words.

Kou Dong read this article over and over again, and then scrolled down, but never saw any records about this nameless person. In such a thick book of merit, only this one is not from Shanhai Village.

Kou Dong pondered for a moment, then tore the page and stuffed it in his pocket.

He found a space and went straight to ask Qin Tong. Qin Tong always felt ashamed of them. He knew everything and said everything. After seeing this record, he frowned and pondered for a long time before clapping his hands, "Yes, someone else has come before!"

Kou Dong: "Who is it?"

"It's not from Shanhai Village," Qin Tong replied, "it's Gujia Village next door...it seems to be a beggar from their village."

As he spoke, he sighed slightly.

"Gujia Village is gone now."

"Every village should have gods. But the gods said that the gods that their villages should have were not in their right positions, so during that earthquake, they died cleanly - not even a single person was left."

Qin Tong pondered for a while, and then made a good gesture.

"That's a child, he's not very tall, he's probably here... His parents died early, and he was left alone. No one in the village took care of him, and every household said he must be a disaster star and drove him out... "

"I saw him once in the village. At that time, he was offering something to the gods and was caught by the village chief."

Kou Dong asked, "Is it rice?"

"Yes, it's just ordinary rice," Qin Tong replied. "Who doesn't have this kind of rice? It's nothing unusual. How could God need this! The village chief asked him to take it back, but this child ran very fast. When you open your hands, you will disappear. So, the flowers will be placed there."

He said, flipping through the thin page, he couldn't help but wonder, "The village chief is confused? Even remember this? - What kind of merit is this!"

Kou Dong frowned.

"That's what you told him?"

"Naturally," Qin Tong said, "what's the use of ordinary things?"

They worship the gods, of course the best. The best wine, the best melons and fruits, the fattest pigs and sheep every year, the most plump ears of wheat—compared to these, a small bowl of rice found from nowhere, and it was even cold and hard. , almost moldy, and don't know how long it has been in the child's hands.

Such a thing is not even worthy of appearing in front of the throne of God.

Kou Dong's voice suddenly cooled down. He said: "Precious or not, it is not up to you to decide, but the giver of this heart."

Qin Tong moved his lips and looked a little surprised, but Kou Dong didn't want to listen anymore. He turned around and walked straight on.

"Eight o'clock tonight, we'll be there early, cub."

Kou Dong said to Ye Yanzhi on his shoulder.

The villain agreed, "If he wants to do something, he can only do it today."

So far, Kou Dong has already figured out most of the plot, and knows the number of ghosts - as long as the number of people is determined, he can immediately complete the game and leave the dungeon. I am afraid that the NPC is already anxious.

If he wanted to keep Kou Dong behind, there were only two opportunities left.

That was the last two nominations tonight.

If he can be drawn and successfully identified Kou Dong as a person, then Kou Dong will naturally lose.

But if you don't get the draw...

Kou Dong didn't panic either. Now that he has Ye Yanzhi, his luck value has been greatly improved, and he is no longer the African with a lucky value of E.

After leaving Africa and joining Europe, he is very white now.

"It's just that this kind of thing doesn't just depend on luck," Kou Dong concluded. "The weather, location, and people are all indispensable."

There is nothing to do with the right time and place, but people and people...

Kou Dong narrowed his eyes, and a small abacus rang in his heart.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Kou Dong was the first to arrive in front of the temple.

The villagers in the daytime had dispersed, and he sat on the first chair waiting for everyone to arrive—this time, there were only eight Nuo noodles left on the twelve chairs.

The laughing monk who betrayed the fish spirit that day is gone.

The rest of the Nuo noodles did not say a word. After a few days, everyone was already familiar with this set of procedures. Even the idols are proficient, shaking the lottery drum, the amplitude is much larger than usual.

Almost immediately, a wooden sign fell out of it and fell to the ground.

The statue leaned over and picked up the wooden sign, and showed it to everyone.

Someone whispered: "It's three—"

Before he could finish speaking, a figure standing up suddenly appeared in his sight. This part has never happened before. The Nuo Noodles turned their faces and stared at Zhong Kui in the first seat, full of confusion.

What is this for?

Zhong Kui stood up without saying a word, and then strode towards the third seat. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed it, stunned, and pushed the Nuo surface on the third seat to the ground, and then he sat firmly on it.

Nuo Noodles: "..."

Statue: "..."

Is this also possible? !

The wooden hand of the idol trembled.

It also……

This is too shameless!

The Nuo face in the fourth place was also a little disgusted, and said in a low voice: "Why did you change positions?"

"Why," Kou Dong glanced at him blankly, "Can't change positions? No one said anything."

"..."

No one said no, no one said, but you don't need to change positions before the results are drawn, and after the results are drawn...

Isn't this obvious cheating!

The fourth Nuo face looked up at the statue in fear, for fear that he would lose his temper because of this, and even the person and the chair were burned to ashes.

The idol wanted to lose his temper, but this rule was indeed not written.

Never said you can't switch positions.

It couldn't let out its full stomach, so it could only stare at Kou Dong, frowning, trying to make Kou Dong feel ashamed with that look.

...Unfortunately, he was facing Kou Dong.

Under his gaze, the young man stood up calmly and walked into the open space, not to mention ashamed, without the slightest guilty conscience. He stood squarely in the middle, stretched out his hand, and circled among the Nuo faces, "I choose..."

Almost all Nuo noodles raised their hearts.

Kou Dong's fingers circled around the crowd, suddenly stopped, and pointed directly at one of the Nuo faces.

"I choose you."

He said lightly, "Please come out."

The Nuo face that was pointed at seemed very inconceivable, and said in surprise: "...Me?"

It's not someone else, it's today's Kitchen God and yesterday's Erlang God.

"Yes, you." Kou Dong still pointed at her, "You can come over now."

The Kitchen God stood up according to his words and stood beside Kou Dong. She whispered: "Did you make a mistake?...Why did you identify me?"

Kou Dong shook his head, but did not hesitate.

"Can't be wrong," he said. "It's you."

"You're crazy!" Kitchen God lowered his voice. "What do you want to identify me as? — identify me as a human? Do you want to kill me? Or identify me as a ghost and plan to kill yourself?"

"—You're not waking up soon!"

No matter what she said, Kou Dong didn't mean to change his mind at all. In the end, Kitchen God could only stand in front of him, waiting to hear what he would say about him.

Nuo face is also listening to this answer.

is it human?

is it a ghost?

Is it right or wrong for Zhong Kui to take such a big risk to identify?

Kou Dong calmly stared at the person in front of him. He smelled the faint aroma again, not from him, but from the person on the opposite side.

That is the sandalwood incense that will only be lit in the temple.

From the old beggar who was despised by the world, known as the Lone Star of Scorpio, to the evil god who slaughtered the whole village in a rage for the gods.

Actually it's not hard to guess.

Who else but him would be uncontrollably drawn to him?

"I want to identify you."

Kou Dong took a single word.

"You are neither human nor ghost."

There was silence on the chair, and then suddenly there was a loud discussion. Amidst the noise, Kou Dong raised his voice slightly and stared straight at the Kitchen God in front of him.

I don't know when, Kitchen God's body actually became taller, completely inconsistent with her sweet female voice. She stood silently, resembling the statue next to her.

"you are God."

"—You are the new god of Shanhai Village."

The author has something to say:

[In order to prevent the details from colliding, some settings have been changed:

The life experience of the attack was changed to Scorpio Lone Star; the tribute items were changed from white flowers to rice.

But to be honest, the flowers are just because most of the statues hold flowers in their hands, and want the original gods to take the flowers in their hands after accepting the tribute from the attack.

And white, just because it symbolizes pure love...]

Ye Yanzhi: Today is also a day to grow up.