He is not a fool, he knows what my words mean, and he knows that what I say is somewhat true.

Monsters are, after all, monsters.

We cannot understand their thinking, nor can we understand their views of the world after, or of us, of us as human beings.

Like it was me.

Old people look at old creatures as gods and worship them as the only faith, but I see them as monsters.

If those monsters do come to the afterlife, what will they think of us?

As a follower?Or as a bedbug, a bunch of meaningless food, or something else.

Intuition tells me that it is a little difficult for the creatures of the old, especially the kings of the old days, to see themselves as followers.

The beliefs of ants are insignificant to them, and if they want to return to this world, then they must have their own purpose, and it is definitely not as simple as the success of the ants.

Assuming that they want the world, then the living are an absolute hindrance to them.

There are no eggs under the nest.

When the people of the future generation are slaughtered, what good will he be, this half-follower in the old religion, what good result can he fall into?

There may be good results, at least for ordinary people, but the end result is not so good.

“Black star...black star rising... the lake reflects the sea of stars...”

“Lavertesa, the kingdom of heaven...”

“There is no end... there is no release...”

Listening to those intermittent whispers, I don't know what happened, my heart is still quite stable mood, suddenly there is a fluctuation.

An indescribable fear, which seems to have taken root in my heart, is now beginning to sprout.

By the time I found it now, this emotion has been intersected in my heart and growing like crazy.

I can't control that emotion, I can't even press down.

I knelt on the ground, I kept trembling, even the move of looking up did not dare to have, it seemed that I was afraid to anger the monster, and I did not dare to make a half-offensive action.

It is not only me, but also the evil son, but also the same thing.

Unconsciously, He Yigong also trembled, and so did the evil son, from my perspective, I could only see the evil son's eyes.

This monster has frightened another monster.

There is a very human fear in the eyes of the evil son, this is not a joke, found that I am looking at it, the evil son also showed a kind of help.

To be honest, the time I just entered the year is probably my happiest time.

Dealing with ghosts, dealing with people, all this, no matter how difficult, does not make me feel hopeless.

But since I have seen the brain, and then met the later nine-fangled god... more and more things beyond common sense have made my nerves tighten and only break.

People's ability to accept is limited, and the ability to resist and combat mentally is also limited.

I thought that ghosts and gods were the limit of my contact, but now those old creatures really make me feel, what is called cloud mud.

A monster who has not yet awakened can make me kneel on the ground and lift my head, including He Yikong, who does not even dare to move, for fear of offending it.

In this way, I am afraid that some people still do not understand, change the bodhisattva, the old man, the Miao Wu people, or those who are famous in the line of Taishan Beidou.

Let them come here and get down on their knees.

“Fuck, how’s this dog day so powerful... the brain is just worse than it...” I gritted my teeth, knelt on the ground, and barely kept awake, and wasn’t scared of fear: “It seems that it’s really going to wake up...

The atmosphere around here also changed.

Those whispers drew nearer to us, not knowing whether it was my delusion or hallucination, and the whispers seemed to become more real.

There seemed to be hundreds of people in the caves, standing in those dark and invisible places, constantly singing and whispering to express their worship and admiration for the old creatures.

The temperature that dropped to the freezing point also began to rise, and this change gave me a very intuitive feeling, because the speed of warming was too fast, almost from about zero, and the rapid rise to 20-30 degrees.

It was hot and humid, and that was how I felt.

The cave seemed to be thrown into a warm mud, my skin pores are blocked by those mud, completely do not sweat, bored me dizzy, more than fever.

Everything is heating up, including the living of us, but there is one thing that has kept its temperature as cold as if it had just been taken out of the ice cellar.

It's the seal.

Like this metal object, I clutched in the hand, coupled with the change of temperature, it will certainly heat up, but from beginning to end its temperature has remained in its original state.

I have to say, holding it is quite comfortable, like holding the ice.

“It’s over...” He said coldly, his tone full of fear.

Hearing his voice, I was bold and raised my head to look at him.

At this time, He Yiguang is also looking back, looking at me with despair, and his body seems to have changed.

That change must have been something he hadn’t thought of beforehand.

Withered.

Yes, only wither can describe his change.

All the exposed skin, very suddenly gray, like the dead, seemed to carry a strange green.

Originally his skin was a little folded, after all, he was old, not like a young adult, and he could pull the skin open, but now ... those folds become more obvious.

The whole person lost a whole circle in an instant, and the change that could be observed with the naked eye frightened me not even the atmosphere, and directly held my breath.

After this change, there was no sound, in the muffled eyes, the deadness was even more, even the beauty that the living people should have could not see, the eyes became hollow, only the fear on the face still did not disappear.

"What's the matter?"I looked at him with some worry, and my heart all mentioned her voice, only to think that this thing was a little hard, as if even the public had a sense of planting.

I don't know if my voice awakened what, suddenly, his eyes became more sober, but his body still can't move, keep the kneeling posture, the head did not move, very stiff look at me, when talking, almost squeezed out of the voice.

“The contact...”

“It contacted me...”

“Don’t move, you’ll die.”

When he said this, the corner of the eye has seen blood, and some black mucus is filled in it, and the corner of the eye begins to flow down.

In a moment, his nose, in his ears, also began to flow out of this mixture of blood.

The rotten smell of that liquid is very familiar, similar to the rotten smell of blood in my body.

I swallowed my mouth and knew that the situation was beyond his mastery, so I did not dare to move, but could only come according to his orders.

Half open his mouth, as if it is not closed, the mouth is flowing hard along the corner of the mouth, the eyes also began to turn up, with the ghost on the body, the action of turning the white eyes is very violent, even the body began to twitch more.

That action and look... it really looks like a patient with leepsis...

Without waiting for me to react, what a voice, suddenly looking up, the whole person collapsed on the ground and lay on the ground, while frantically twitching, while hissing up.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It is no longer a human voice, and the ghosts and quells can never be uttered, as if the roar of a beast, but the madness contained in it... has exceeded the limit of what I can understand...

Words that are unfounded.

At this time, howling out of the public, it does not seem to be a meaningless howl, but like a kind of... very special language...

Although I do not understand, there is no basis for speculation, but I really do think so.

In his vaguely hissing, it seemed as if another voice was also shouting in frantic.

It is not a human voice.

It kept repeating, constantly roaring.

It was like turning over and over, not tired of reminding all the creatures present.

“Ah!”

“I... I am!”

“Ah!”

“God!!

Soon, in my panicked eyes with the evil son, there was a new round of changes.

That change, even... made me wonder if it was a dream, an illusion...

No, no. It's not flying!

It is his body!

His body floated!