Chapter 023: Saint Image
How is it? How is it? Will Xiaoliu change his mind?
Qu Fengyin stared at Yan You's expression with extreme nervousness.
It’s a pity, the kid is obviously very good at poker face, and Qu Fengyin couldn’t see anything.
Intellectually, Qu Fengyin believed in the Grand Master, whose strategies were said to be flawless.
The Imperial Master told him that if he met someone in the county who he couldn't handle but thought could help him, he should give the magic bag to him.
Qu Fengyin did as he was told, but emotionally, he couldn't help feeling uneasy.
Yan You laughed softly, and the muscles on his face moved, slowly outlining a vivid arc. He was not that excited even when he lied to Qu Fengyin.
He folded the note and put it back into the brocade bag. Then, seeing Qu Fengyin's hesitant expression, he took the brocade bag away.
Yan You asked coldly, "What is your real mission? Explain the whole story clearly."
But secretly, an appreciative and satisfied look wandered over Qu Fengyin. It was not a bad idea to keep this Jinyiwei. Not only was he interesting, but his leader was also interesting. He, Xiao Qu, was truly a lucky man.
Qu Fengyin tried again, but again to no avail.
"I don't know." Qu Fengyin let out a broken mouth, letting the secret slip away: "It was a mission issued by the Grand Master. I only know it's urgent, very urgent. This small county town is sandwiched between the two major cities of Nanzhou, and is located deep in the mountains and old forests. It's not well-known. When I investigated, I didn't find an abnormal number of disappearances in the nearby mountain villages and towns."
"According to common sense, it is difficult for the Imperial Master to notice the situation here. Right now, the fox ghost worshipping the moon in Dongxin Prefecture is causing a lot of uproar. Most of the attention in the court is on the fox ghost, trying to prevent it from transforming into a ghost and causing disasters in the six prefectures."
"But somehow the Imperial Master dug out this disappearance case near Dongshan County from the case files. In the case files, the magistrate of Dongshan County was a Jinshi who had been in office for nine years. He had been assigned to Dongshan County for more than thirty years, but his political performance was mediocre and he had made no achievements. According to the policy of the Ministry of Personnel, this kind of magistrate should have been transferred to other places long ago. But somehow, he was ignored every time when the officialdom was cleaned up." Qu Fengyin became puzzled as he spoke.
"The Imperial Master said that the root cause of these disappearances lies in Dongshan County, and asked us to go to Dongshan County as soon as possible to find the cause. However, starting from the C-level Jinyiwei, the mission has been failing. We passed it up one level at a time, and finally it was handed over to the A-level. Before leaving, the Imperial Master specially summoned me and gave me a treasure bag."
"Now I understand why the State Master is so cautious. It turns out there is a Gui in this county! Gui is the evolution of ghost. When a ghost reaches a certain level, its ability will undergo a qualitative change. Obviously, assimilation is the ability of this Gui. I don't know when he transformed into a Gui, but it is obvious that he must not be allowed to get away with it. He must be eliminated."
Qu Fengyin showed some determination on his face, but he soon lost his determination and looked at the child depressedly: "But why are you not affected by this ghost? How can you stay awake all the time?"
Yan You seemed to be thinking about something. He joked, "I grew up here. Maybe you think of me as your son?"
"No, Gui has no mercy." Qu Fengyin said worriedly: "No one knows how long this situation can last. You have to go. You just need to provide some information and I will send you out of the city overnight."
"If I don't go back later, you take my token to the next town to find the owner of Yuelai Inn and report the situation here." Qu Fengyin did what he said. He took out a wooden nameplate from somewhere and stuffed it into the child's hand.
Yan You was completely confused by what he said.
"You can order the constables and we can just go out directly." Qu Fengyin thought.
Yan You held Ling Lingqi in one hand and the token in the other, and watched Qu Fengyin pacing beside him with a frown on his face. The candle flickered, and his tall figure fell to the ground.
The child curled his lips unconsciously and had to point out a point: "I want to run, but I can't run away."
Qu Fengyin's face went blank for a moment: "What do you mean by can't escape?"
"Everyone says that He treats me as his own son, so how could I run away?" Yan You said nonchalantly.
"He controls you? You don't let you go out?" Qu Fengyin cursed: "This weird thing is quite poisonous."
"Look at the bright side, now I'm on your side." Yan You did not comment.
"Then follow me." The Jinyiwei made a solemn promise: "I will protect you."
The air in the room was silent.
Qu Fengming's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"…It's a bit embarrassing, don't laugh at me." Qu Fengyin stammered: "You don't have to say this, why is this truth serum so effective?"
Yan You laughed heartily, and then, as Qu Fengyin had intended, he changed the subject: "Then, Sir Qu, what should we do next?"
After all, he grew up in the county town, and has been running around since he understood the use of the bug. He has tried to leave the county town, but unfortunately he couldn't get out. The secrets in the county town are huge, but he has never been able to find them. He is probably trapped in the dark. Maybe this Jinyiwei can give him some clues.
However, Qu Fengyin himself, who was placed with high hopes, was also in a dilemma as to what to do next.
Qu Fengyin hesitated and said, "I always feel that we need to investigate everywhere. Everyone in this county has the same face. How can such a thing happen in the world? People can't grow up together. This reason must be explored, but the question is, where should we explore it? This is a problem."
Yan You was stunned: "Everyone's faces are exactly the same?"
Qu Fengyin was also stunned: "Aren't they the same?"
Yan You felt a huge sense of absurdity. He grew up here since he was a child. After realizing that he could not leave the county, he naturally tried to escape from prison again and again. He knew that there was a big secret in the county, but he did not expect that this big secret was so conspicuous and so eye-catching. It happened that he had been in the dark for so long because of his face blindness!
Oh, that's quite creative.
Yan You couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Afterwards, he did not change the subject as usual, or explain it, but said confidently: "I am face-blind! Linglingba!"
Fortunately, Qu Fengyin didn’t always get to the point: “Ling Ling Ba, why do you call me like that?”
"I said it at the beginning, six, seven, eight, it's fate given by God, Lingling Eight, this code name is so cool!"
Yan You jumped down from the chair, a rather smug look on his young face. He grabbed Ling Lingqi and said, "Look, Ling Lingqi agrees too! From now on, you will be Ling Lingqi's subordinate!"
The origami bird nodded its head majestically in approval.
Now they are a bit childish and like playing house.
Qu Fengyin was pleased but also a little unhappy. Was there something wrong with the treatment of being a subordinate of the origami bird in the playing house for him?
Qu Fengyin looked into Ling Ling's dark eyes sadly. The bird nodded at him, and the child put the origami bird back into his arms with a serious face.
"Now there's good news, and there's bad news."
Qu Fengyin also became nervous: "You speak!"
"The bad news is that I already know where to find the secret of the county town." Xiaoliu crossed his arms.
"What about the good news?" Qu Fengyin asked anxiously.
"Good news..." Xiaoliu dragged out the last word: "I'm sleepy now. I'm growing and need to sleep."
Qu Fengyin: “…”
***
How could Qu Fengyin, a small subordinate, defeat the big leader Yan You? He failed in the argument and was sent home by the child. He decided to draw his face again before going to bed to prevent himself from forgetting. He must not forget this handsome face of his.
On the other hand, the conspiracy in the county government office took some time, and it would be dawn in two hours.
Yan You decided to go back and take a nap. Isn't that the case with all ghost stories? It's best not to take action during the midnight when the yin energy is heavy. You should wait until noon and act under the warm light of the sun.
If he went back at this time, his people would definitely wake up the people next door because they were used to it, but Yan You had no morals, so he didn't care.
He pried open the door of the orphanage with familiarity.
There are no thieves, pickpockets or robbers in this county.
The door lock is so simple that you don't need to think about it and can be cracked with just a pry.
There would be no lock in the bedroom.
Yan You was even more familiar with this and could find his bed with his eyes closed.
The bedroom was quiet. Yan You sneaked back with Ling Lingqi. When they walked towards their bed, they suddenly remembered what Qu Fengyin said. The curious child couldn't help but lie in front of the beds of the five children in the same room, looking at them one by one and touching their faces.
Then he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He was still the same person, a severe face blindness patient. It was just that after spending a long time with the five people in the same room, he could recognize them by their breath.
The child lay on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes rolled around, and his soft cheeks were squeezed into a cute, plump shape.
Xiao Si slept peacefully on the bed, his hands crossed in front of his abdomen, his breathing long and regular.
It seems like all children grow up with just one breath. Xiao Si was not the kind of person who slept so neatly before.
Yan You smiled helplessly and tucked the corner of the quilt for Xiao Si.
Ling Ling Qi was placed by him next to the bed, and he couldn't help but stretch out his chubby fingers to push Ling Ling Qi.
Ling Lingqi swayed left and right, and finally stood steadily. His dark eyes looked at the child in front of him quietly and gently.
Yan You couldn't help but be absent-minded.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and looked up as if he realized something.
I saw a teacher in white standing in front of the door.
He was tall and slender, and he watched Yan You's every move in silence without saying a word. Under the moonlight, his shadow was stretched very long, covering Yan You's tender face.
Yan You poked his head out.
The instructor's face was blurry.
Who was it? Who was woken up by him?
The teachers usually did not sleep in the same room with the children, but often lived in another yard. Yan You's nighttime route never reached the teachers' yard, and he had never seen such a situation before.
The man didn't say anything, but stood there calmly, like a statue.
“…”
Yan You stood up, picked up Ling Lingqi, and carefully backed away to the side of his own bed. His dark eyes stared at the motionless instructor.
He slowly lifted the quilt and lay down in it.
"Squeak--" The door was quietly pushed open, and the moonlight that was blocked outside the door poured into the room.
The teacher's footsteps were silent, and mixed with the children's regular breathing, it seemed very strange.
A shadow fell on Yan You’s fair face.
A cold and soft hand stroked the side of his face, bringing up a layer of tiny goose bumps.
Yan You heard the unknown instructor's puzzled mumblings, but unfortunately he could not hear anything clearly. Sleepiness swept over him like a tide. His nerves did not sense any danger, but instead felt a rare comfort and ease.
Yan You closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
***
Qu Fengyin shouted yesterday that everyone in the county town has the same face, a gentle and scholarly face.
Yan You instantly thought of the auditorium in the academy.
Although he only showed up at the academy occasionally, he at least attended two days of study here.
Yan You is a severe face blindness patient. It would be better for him to memorize the Beijing subway map than to memorize faces. The latter is a little easier.
But it would be really funny if one was so face-blind that he couldn't even remember the face of a statue, and it would be difficult for Yan You to forget this experience.
In Yan You's memory, there was a statue of a saint in the school auditorium.
If the county had to choose one face to play the role, only the face of the saint revered by the entire county would be qualified.
You should know that most classics do not have modern punctuation marks, and everyone's understanding may deviate due to different sentence structures.
An extremely famous classic example in the past life is "The people can be made to follow it, but they cannot be made to understand it."
Different punctuation includes different political ideas, and the teacher who teaches students must adopt the ideas he supports.
In the academy, the annotations and interpretations of every scripture come from the saints in the auditorium.
This is an extremely important person.
The whole county is filled with traces of this person.
People in the entire county can only see the statue of the saint during the spring festival and cannot see it at other times.
Of course, Yan You himself had been to the auditorium where the statue of the saint was kept many times, and often played at the feet of the statue, but he had never seen anything special.
But now that Yan You told Qu Fengyin about the gentleman's face, he couldn't help but become curious, so he decided to go and take a look.
So, these two, one a novice with little experience in ghosts, and the other a materialistic kid, entered the academy to look for the saint.
Bringing Qu Fengyin to the academy for the first time requires a lot of detours, and Yan You needs to keep it a secret.
But now that they have formed an alliance, Yan You no longer pretends.
He walked straight through the main gate of the academy with a group of Jinyiwei.
The academy's gatekeeper was sitting in a daze in the small pavilion near the door.
Yan You ran over, raised his head and smiled: "Uncle, I am the new county magistrate of the county. This time I came here specially to visit the only academy in the county."
The gatekeeper blinked slowly, not looking very smart, and repeated, "New county magistrate? Where's the old one?"
Yan You lied without changing his expression or beating his heart: "The old county magistrate has been promoted, and I will take over the county next."
The gatekeeper nodded slowly: "Hello, new county magistrate."
Yan You nodded in the manner of a general.
He invited Qu Fengyin to go into the academy together.
The gatekeeper stared at their backs for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "New County Magistrate, we are all counting on you from now on!"
Yan You turned his head in surprise, only to see that the gatekeeper had stood at the edge of the pavilion without him knowing. His face was blurry and he could only feel his gaze on Yan You.
Yan You was silent for a moment, the silent air was flowing, he responded loudly: "I understand!"
With blurred vision, the gatekeeper returned to his seat.
Yan You and Qu Fengyin looked at each other, and both felt something was a little strange, but since they were already here, it would be unreasonable not to investigate, so they gritted their teeth and walked on.
It was early morning.
Inside the academy, morning exercises have ended and students are lining up in an orderly manner to enter the classroom.
They needed to run around the academy for a week, and then recite classics in the morning. Their faces were now almost the same, like fruits that were on the verge of ripening.
The two of them swept through the corridor, and they and the group of students were like two parallel lines that would never intersect.
The academy is always quiet outside of classes. Occasionally, you can hear a few birds chirping, but if you count carefully, you can find that the intervals between the birds' chirping are exactly the same.
The statue of the saint is in the central hall of the academy.
Yan You passed by countless students, going upstream, while the students were silently going downstream.
The child suddenly felt Qu Fengyin reaching out and patting his shoulder.
He turned his head slightly in confusion.
Qu Fengyin's face was extremely nervous and he swallowed hard.
There was extreme silence everywhere, with only the sound of steady footsteps.
Qu Fengyin lip-synched the words, and Yan You struggled to make out the word "eyes".
A drop of sweat slid down Qu Fengyin's masked face.
In the sunlight, countless students were seen crowding at the classroom door and window, standing there silently, their black and white eyes staring at Qu Fengyin without blinking.
Every time Qu Fengyin took a step forward, those countless gazes would entangle and pull at him like silk threads.
The faces of the students who passed by were twisted like sunflowers, and their expressionless faces looked at Qu Fengyin calmly.
Qu Fengyin broke out in a cold sweat and his muscles were tense.
Yan You quickened his pace without leaving a trace.
The situation continued to deteriorate, and the students around him slowly turned their heads, staring at him coldly with masks carved like knives.
The two waves of people are moving in opposite directions.
But those terrifying faces seemed to want to break free from the restraints of the body and came towards Qu Fengyin.
The body was still moving towards the classroom, but the head was distracted.
Those disturbing necks were twisted even more.
The bones, unable to bear the weight, made crisp creaking sounds, which was particularly terrifying in the silent academy.
Finally, an extremely sharp twisting sound was heard!
Under the horrified gazes of Yan You and Qu Fengyin, the corpse with its head twisted 180 degrees slowly fell down in front of them.
It was like a whistle, and order turned into disorder in that instant.
Yan You made a prompt decision and pulled Qu Fengyin towards the auditorium.
Amidst the heavy breathing, the only sound he could hear was the anxious footsteps of himself and Qu Fengyin.
They rushed through the crowd like a leading goose leading a flock of geese, leading away the entire orderly flock of geese!
Countless people changed direction and fell behind them in a daze. Countless eyes seemed to have entities, falling out of their sockets and sticking to them, caressing their skin inch by inch.
Yan You’s short legs made it too difficult for him to run, so Qu Fengyin took a deep breath, threw the child up and put him on his shoulder.
The pursuers behind him cried out in surprise.
In the silent courtyard, all kinds of chaotic footsteps seemed to merge into a broken and terrifying melody!
More and more people came, chasing them closely behind them, and the crowds of heads looked like a bunch of eggs stuck together.
"Don't chase me!"
Qu Fengyin swung out both hooks in his hands, and the sharp hook tips swept across the human body. Splashes of blood rushed onto Qu Fengyin's face, adding a bit of horror to that face.
The leader of the Jinyiwei was strong and agile, with Yan Youqi riding on his shoulder. He grabbed a branch and swept away the arm that stretched out to him like sweeping the floor.
Intense exercise stresses the lungs and the heart works overtime to pump blood to supply the body's movement.
The air in this narrow corridor was suffocating.
All kinds of soft creatures were squeezed together, and the bloated crowd seemed to have turned into a huge palm, which, under the command of the main brain, dug around in the pipes, trying to capture prey.
Yan You was breathing rapidly and suddenly thought of a solution.
He began to recite the sage's teachings aloud.
Qu Fengyin moved on the squirming flesh balls and chanted along with them, breathing hoarsely.
One sentence, two sentences, three sentences, four sentences.
The faint voices gathered together, their pursuit began to slow down, and the elegant faces and the hideous faces merged into one in that instant.
A magnificent and huge building passed by in front of him, and Yan You's eyes lit up.
"The auditorium is just ahead!"
Qu Fengyin cooperated tacitly. He kicked his legs and jumped out of the corridor, stepping on a pair of hands. The view in front of him suddenly became clear. The pursuers behind him were blocking the entrance of the corridor, their bodies overlapping, like a swarm of entangled and wriggling insects.
Yan You jumped off Qu Fengyin and took out his lock-picking tool from behind his ear.
The words of the saints come one after another.
Just like the most devout believers believe in God.
The crisp sound of the iron colliding with each other is particularly absurd and unrestrained.
Yan You's movements are skillful and brisk, and her fingers seem to be dancing.
“Click—”
Following the slight sound, Yan You’s eyes widened in excitement.
He opened the door: "Ling Ling Eight!"
Qu Fengyin suddenly rushed into the gap.
"Bang--"
The heavy iron door was pushed forward, blocking out all the shouting of the Holy Word.
The scratching sound came through the door, but the door felt particularly safe, standing firmly in place, silently performing its duties.
Gasping for air, Qu Fengyin slid down against the door, his blood splattered and pieces of flesh and skin fell to the ground.
"****, that's too scary." Qu Fengyin didn't want to wear that face for a moment, and quickly changed his face back.
The rush and biting was so horrifying that Qu Fengyin thought he would never forget it in his life.
Yan You said in a gloomy tone: "There will be something even more terrifying later."
The entire building of the auditorium was built with blue bricks and stones, with no windows left. It had not seen sunlight for a long time, and the whole stone house was filled with damp and foul air. Yan You pulled up his collar to cover his mouth and nose, and reminded Qu Fengyin: "You haven't seen the sun for a long time, and the foul air is suffocating. Be careful of poisoning."
But what surprised Yan You was that Qu Fengyin showed a strange expression after listening to it. He murmured: "It smells like burning incense."
Yan You opened his eyes wide and slowly turned his head.
Qu Fengyin coughed violently and complained, "Damn, cough cough cough - the taste is too strong and I choked. It really burns my throat, cough cough cough."
Yan You: "...cover your mouth with your collar."
Qu Fengyin pulled up his collar and kept coughing. His hair swayed with his movements, and he looked as miserable and pitiful as a big, wronged dog.
The door of the auditorium is usually closed and has five locks on it, so they came in through a side door, which leads directly to the side hall.
Due to the design of the window, it took more than a dozen young men a day to open it, so the side hall was extremely dark. Relying on his previous experience in playing, Yan You took out a fire starter from his sleeve and fumbled to light the wall lamp.
The firelight suddenly lit up, Qu Fengyin held Yan You's legs, and Yan You rode on his shoulders, able to easily reach the wall lamp.
Qu Fengyin blinked uncomfortably. All he could see before him were large quantities of obscure regular script documents. If he got closer, he could even smell a faint scent of ink.
Yan You pulled Qu Fengyin's hair and pointed in a direction.
The closer they got to the main hall, the quieter it became. Qu Fengyin was a little worried that Yan You might be scared.
He couldn't help but ask, "...Why didn't you use the same trick you used in the county government office?"
“…”
"That was prepared in advance. Do you think I don't want to?"
Qu Fengyin smiled awkwardly: "Isn't that your magic?"
Yan You said proudly: "This is a trick I figured out, a unique secret recipe! People who see it for the first time will definitely not be able to guess the mystery, and you see, the Jinyiwei are no exception."
Qu Fengyin couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He didn't know where to put his eyes, and couldn't help but start to explore the large text on the wall.
Yan You did study it when he had free time.
"What is written here is the history of Dongshan County. It can be regarded as the county annals of Dongshan County."
"Decades ago, the Southern Dynasty and the Northern Dynasty fought each other. The flames of war spread, and there were disasters and banditry everywhere. A group of refugees suffered from hunger and disease. One day, they found the land of Dongshan County, which was isolated from the world. In order to avoid the war, they settled down here and established the first village."
"The war between the Northern and Southern Dynasties lasted for more than ten years. During this period, they accepted many people who were also trying to escape the war into the village, so this gathering place gradually developed and expanded."
"call out--"
The flame flickered, illuminating Yan You's indifferent profile.
"But the good times didn't last long. Frictions between the latecomers and the earlycomers continued over food, water, and housing. Things got worse and worse, from verbal conflicts at first to armed fights. This village, which was originally built to avoid war, started a war driven by interests."
I was listening to Qu Fengyin with great concentration.
"During that time, blood flowed all over the ground, and children, the elderly and the weak cried and groaned, until that person appeared."
Yan You paused and said, "That original scholar had no name or place of origin recorded. He walked on the edge of a knife with his weak body. He paid a lot just to make Dongshan County a place that could be transformed into an ideal paradise again."
"There was no fighting, no death, no pain. Everything was peaceful and harmonious. The scholar's ideals attracted a large number of followers. They ended the war and hunger, and established the harmonious society of their dreams."
"At the moment when the scholar's ideal was realized, the pure energy of heaven and earth entered his body, and he returned to his immortal position and ascended to heaven in broad daylight. In order to commemorate this original scholar, Dongshan County built a statue of the saint, continued his ideal, and continued the Great Harmony Society."
After Yan You finished speaking, he tilted his head and pulled Qu Fengyin's hair: "Put me down, we can already see the main hall."
“The statue of the saint is in the main hall.”
Qu Fengyin suddenly came back to his senses and put Yan You down. He followed the child closely and expressed his gratitude. Although he was a rough man with little education, he was very emotional.
"Damn it, it was so good at the beginning, but now it's so bad, what did they do?"
Qu Fengyin smacked his lips and said to himself, "This matter still depends on our state master. Only the state master truly cares about the people..."
The main hall and the side hall are connected, and they are equally quiet. A wind blew from nowhere, lifting the hems of the two people's clothes, and the coolness was obvious.
Qu Fengyin's voice involuntarily faded away, and finally he was completely silent.
The light-collecting structures of the main hall and the side hall are naturally completely different. In order to prevent the statue of the saint from being unable to guide people in the dark, a window was opened in the main hall starting from the top.
A soft light fell on the stone statue.
Wood carvings are perishable, but stone is everlasting.
The statue of the saint is about ten meters tall. The carefully polished statue is obviously made of stone, but under the light it appears to have a texture almost like jade, two points cooler than human skin and three points warmer than cold stone. It strangely reveals a sense of being otherworldly and like an immortal.
The saint is depicted in a long robe with wide sleeves, holding a scroll in his hand, and his loose hair is blurry and transparent in the light.
The saint lowered his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his expression of compassion for all living beings was so vivid and eye-catching.
Yan You stared at the statue in silence. He had seen it countless times before, but he could not see its face clearly every time, so this time was no surprise.
Yan You couldn't help but sigh.
"Is that the face?"
"……Yeah?"
“…”
"...Qu Fengyin?"
Qu Fengyin's face was also blurry.
"The path of the great road..." he muttered to himself.
Qu Fengyin's voice has always been very personal, steady yet a little lively.
He always wanted to act calm and reliable, but his words could never conceal his purity and innocence.
Yan You stepped forward and held Qu Fengyin's hanging hand.
He moved closer to Qu Fengyin, his expectant eyes fell on Qu Fengyin's face, but to no avail.
The long hook fell from Qu Fengyin's sleeve and hit the ground with an extremely crisp collision sound.
Yan You’s pupils shrank.
The light coming through the skylight spread all around like a tide.
It climbed up little by little, and light and shadow gathered on Qu Fengyin's face. That honest face surged like mud, and the pink, white and bright red flesh danced on his face as if it had life. However, Qu Fengyin's mouth was unaware and was still muttering.
The eerie silence made the slow singing seem even more chilling.
The arc of the saint's smile appears more vivid.
"..." Yan You's breathing became heavier in the hall.
He knew that he couldn't let Qu Fengyin continue like this.
"...I really owe you!"
Yan You gritted his teeth, picked up the long hook, and hit Qu Fengyin's hind legs hard. While Qu Fengyin's body was shaking, he jumped up, grabbed his shoulder with the long hook, and pulled him to the ground.
The disturbing light caressed the side of the child's face.
Yan You pressed Qu Fengyin's entire face to the ground and half of his body onto his neck to control his struggling movements. He hesitated for a moment and took out an origami bird from his arms.
Ling Lingqi's quiet dark eyes gazed at Yan You gently, with understanding and encouragement.
Yan You was silent for a moment.
He separated from the friends who had accompanied him through his lonely life.
The wrinkled page covered with ink words fell lightly on Qu Fengyin's struggling face.
"ah--"
Qu Fengyin groaned in pain. The light passed through the thin paper and fell on his face. His face returned to its original state, but it was red as if he had been slapped several times.
Yan You was breathing lightly.
He looked up as if realizing something.
Under the statue of the saint, a tall instructor in white appeared at some point.
Everything seemed like a replay of the past.
The silence was suffocating.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Yan You stood up first this time and walked slowly towards him.
"I want to go out."
The child's fearless voice echoed in the empty main hall.
The instructor in white remained silent, his blurry face filled with coldness.
Yan You still didn't stop his pace.
He repeated his request again.
"I want to go out."
When the light is too bright, the people in it will become blurred.
Yan You repeated for the third time: "I want to go out!"
He walked to the feet of the saint's statue and came in front of the white-robed instructor.
“…”
"Why."
Unexpectedly, the white-robed instructor's voice did not sound difficult as if he had not spoken for a long time. Instead, it sounded as gentle as pearls and jade.
There was confusion in his voice, and even a hint of grievance.
Yan You was silent: "You have trapped me long enough."
The white-robed instructor slowly stretched out his hand, and his pale hand gently fell on Yan You's cheek, cold and soft, as cold as jade.
The face of the saint's statue is compassionate and sacred, and the white-robed teacher at the feet of the saint is as vivid as a stone statue.
"War, poverty, and disease."
"Sad, stupid, painful."
"The world outside is ugly, why do you want to go out there?"
There was worry on the teacher's face, just like any other parent worrying about their child traveling far away.
His lips opened and closed.
"Isn't it good to stay here?"
The instructor in white leaned forward, his jet-black hair falling down, and the smell of incense was extremely strong as he moved.
Everything was slowing down. Yan You watched His movements but was unable to move.
He simply leaned down, but not only did his slender body press down on Yan You, a transparent and sticky substance also pressed towards Yan You.
It covered his mouth and nose, and Yan You felt suffocated and had difficulty breathing as if he was drowning.
Dongshan County is a paradise, surrounded by high mountains. There is only one way out, which is rugged and winding.
In this place surrounded by mountains, time has come to a standstill. People in the county are either sitting or standing, with their hands and feet as stiff as sculptures.
Desires were removed, the soul was worn away, and everything was integrated into that huge, terrifying, transparent body.
His breath rubs the mountains, and His gaze melts the scorching sun.
The original ideal reached its peak at that moment of Datong.
All souls resonate at the same frequency.
God is He, and He is me.
The ideals of countless believers come together to attract a glimpse from the outside world.
Human beings are human beings, human beings become human beings, and human beings become human beings.
Great harmony has been achieved.
But desire will never disappear. The desire of countless people nourishes the greatest desire and breeds the wildest fantasies.
This strange world gave birth to a strange paradise.
All people become part of Him and merge into a huge integrated entity.
Countless voices, countless images, and countless thoughts poured into Yan You’s brain at that moment.
Yan You is a special individual. From the moment he was born, he was like an alien among His incarnations.
Yan You is His child, but Yan You is not His child. Yan You is of one mind with Him, but Yan You is not of one mind with Him.
He is His most special child.
He could not leave Him.
The face of the instructor in white became more and more lively, and his vivid expression seemed like that of a human!
The hands that rested on his robe fell limply downwards.
Yan You was unable to think. His thoughts and his personality were constantly dissolving under the heavy pressure. Everything was melting.
He could do nothing, say nothing, think nothing.
In a trance.
Something seemed to glance at Yan You through the layers of space.
The tender hands suddenly clenched the pure white robe, revealing layers of wrinkles!
The white-robed instructor seemed to realize something and slowly lowered his head to look at the child in his arms.
The child's face was exceptionally calm, and in his dark eyes there was still something that He had spent so many years trying not to change.
The instructor in white suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"It's not good to stay here."
Yan You suddenly rushed into the arms of the white-robed instructor and hugged his waist tightly! It seemed that he wanted to merge himself into his body!
Something invisible in Dongshan County, a dark black appeared in the belly of the huge transparent creature! Just like a greedy beast, it swallowed up all the light!
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【7 years old: ——————Your companion talent is taking effect!!!
When you wear this title, wisdom will leave you and ignorance will wrap around you!!!
——You, ——Pain——
Errors - Fights -
The wisdom of all living beings, the ideals of all living beings——】
Wu You anxiously slapped the simulator, trying to save his poor golden finger by restarting the appliance.
Ever since "he" was driven into the academy auditorium by the county citizens who suddenly went crazy, the third analog card slot has been plagued by garbled errors, various dark shielding bars have appeared one after another, and there have also been a lot of muted discussions.
Wasn’t “he” just chatting with the people who were cleaning the statue?
Wu You was puzzled and clicked randomly on the simulator screen. He seemed to have clicked on an option called "destiny deflection", but he didn't know if he clicked it successfully.
[Simulation, simulator, error occurred.]
[7 years old: You are dead——you, you——]
[Simulator, simulator error! ]
[Simulation ends! ]
[Simulation evaluation: ——, you are a rebel——, your ideals…….you——are wrong, wrong——are bold——sizzle——the simulator has an error——]
[The black sheep among the flock of Aries——Mistake——The brave one who walks alone——]
【This is Xiaoliu’s life! 】
[Congratulations on obtaining——God of War with No Sense of Existence——The simulator has failed! 】
Wu You sighed. Only the third card slot was in such a mess. The first and second slots were still simulated fine. What on earth did the third one do? The simulator's garbled code came at the right time, and Wu You didn't see anything.
He tried everything he could, and finally Wu You had no choice but to insert three chocolate bars in front of the simulator.
Chocolate God bless you!
[You are not dead—you are dead—you are not dead—you are dead, you are not dead! ]
[Error Error Error]
[Simulation continues——Panel unlocked——]
Wu You was stunned.
I saw two paragraphs of text in different colors appear on the third card slot of the simulator.
The "error" in the upper part was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the text was dyed deep red, as if it was bleeding.
The simulated text in the lower part is being typed out slowly in black font.
[7 years old: You wandered around in hell for a while, and Sister Mengpo calculated that you were not destined to die, so she took the King of Hell and the Judge and carried you back to the human world.
You woke up in a daze, your consciousness and your body are in extreme fatigue and pain, your physical condition is suffering from a continuous and drastic decline, and your libido is constantly declining.
What catches your eye is the carved ceiling of the bed, what you sleep on is a silk quilt, and what you smell are precious spices.
You stand up with difficulty.
Yes, that's right, you are reborn, no, to be more precise, you, have returned to life!
You are back to the human world! 】
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