"I've watched the movie for so long. I believe you have your own thoughts. Let's talk about it?"
Wang Ye came to the already illusory young man and said.
The ferocity on the young man's face had gradually disappeared, and he looked a little lonely: "What are you talking about?"
"Your intelligence is almost at the level of ordinary humans. Although there are still logical loopholes in many places, it is already very good."
"But your real strength is not high, which I don't understand."
"So, you should not be a normal promoted ghost."
"If I guess correctly, you...should also be a citizen of Iron Bridge Town."
"After all, no matter how scary you make this town, there is still a hint of warmth in your bones. These are all subconscious."
Wang Ye looked around. At this time, the peaceful Iron Bridge Town had become completely illusory, as if a picture scroll had been torn apart, vaguely revealing deserted and dilapidated ruins.
"Um."
The young man was silent for a moment and nodded: "When I was born, this place was still called Zhoujia Village. Later, with the development of the times, the village was upgraded to a town, and the name was changed by the mayor."
"There is a legend from the small village that our Zhou family has been protecting the city god for generations!"
"Grandpa told me that City God fell into a deep sleep many years ago, but sooner or later he will revive again, so the purpose of our Zhou family's existence is to wait for that day."
The young man smiled lightly, his smile full of bitterness: "But this kind of life is too boring..."
"I have a sister who was seriously ill when she was very young. It rained heavily that day, so I knelt in front of the City God Statue and prayed that it would save my sister."
As he spoke, the young man's eyes gradually turned red, and his eyes looking toward the clay figure not far away were full of hatred!
"But...my sister is still dead!"
"Why?"
“I, the Zhou clan, have been protecting you for generations, but I can’t even save my sister, so why are we still protecting you!!?”
The young man took a deep breath and his smile gradually became a little crazy: "I told my parents and the elders in the town what I was thinking, but they said I was crazy. This is disrespectful to the city god!"
"I respect him!"
"That night, a bald man wearing a mask came to my door and told me that as long as I stand by the well in the middle of the month when the moon is at its fullest, and use my own blood to reflect the moon at the bottom of the well, the city god... will cease to exist.”
Bald?
Buddhist?
Wang Ye frowned: "So, you believe it?"
"Believe it, why don't you believe it!"
The young man didn't take it seriously. His body was becoming more and more unreal, and finally he could no longer hold up the illusion. As the picture shattered, what came into view was a town that had been completely reduced to ruins, and skeletons all over the ground!
"Anyway, if my sister is dead, I don't want to live anymore."
"If you can take the city god with you and awaken the conscience of the townspeople, why not do it!!?"
The young man smiled crazily, but a tear fell from the corner of his eye.
"That bald man was right. The statue of the City God was broken into three parts, and I turned into a ghost. I discovered... that I am immortal, haha..."
"But...the villagers died in front of me one after another."
"Blood, blood everywhere."
"Countless blood flows into the well, the water is red, the moon is red, and the world is also red."
As if recalling the scene at that time, the reason in the young man's eyes gradually disappeared, and he kept mumbling to himself...
Not far away, upright monkeys looked at the young man with complex expressions.
Did the ghost realm dissipate and the energy disappear with it?
After confirming that the young man could no longer communicate normally, Wang Ye took two steps back and looked at the clay figure and nodded.
But the word 'town' in the air slowly dissipated.
As if it were a real human being, the clay figure stretched out a finger and waved it casually in the air a few times. The word 'pardon' appeared again above the young man.
An ability that I have not yet acquired.
Wang Ye looked over hastily, but unfortunately...the word flashed past, leaving no time for Wang Ye to learn from it, and it was imprinted on the young man.
Soon, the illusory figure of the young man gradually became solid, and finally turned into a strong monkey!
The monkey glanced around blankly, raised his arm, and touched his face gently. He seemed to have noticed something, and a tear fell from his eyes.
It walked slowly to the clay figure, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.
The surrounding monkeys gathered around and touched his head, their eyes no longer showing any hostility.
Finally, it stood up and, with several other monkeys, made a shelf out of bamboo poles and placed the clay figure and the altar at its feet on the shelf.
It stood at the front, and with three other equally strong monkeys, they lifted the statue up like a sedan.
The other monkeys were spinning in circles excitedly.
Soon, the group of monkeys gathered around the statue and prepared to leave.
But Wang Ye, who was not far away, looked like he was constipated and was getting more and more uncomfortable.
If...if this city god didn't use the word 'pardon' in front of him, he would not have to worry about it.
But this transformation of a ghost into a monkey seems to involve a bit of brainwashing, which is so practical!
One day when he saw Zhang Ziliang unhappy, he turned him into a monkey... Well, Wang Ye swore that he really didn't think so, it was all about survival!
Suddenly, the monkeys stopped and turned around.
The clay figurine looked at Wang Ye from afar, seeming to be thinking about something, and wrote a few words in the air.
'Amnesty' has no 'law' and 'suppression' power is 'weak'
...
Although these words were completely out of character, Wang Ye actually understood them in an instant.
It means that I am too weak to learn the "Forgiveness" Jue. Can I use it?
If this was just a simple and well-intentioned warning, Wang Ye would have given up on this idea for the time being.
but...
Every word written by this city god contains special energy!
and...
They are all from the same style as "Zhen" and "She". Looking at the energy and charm, Wang Ye's mentality really collapsed this time.
After the clay figurine saw that Wang Ye understood what he meant, he touched his little hand in the air and all the words disappeared.
It seemed that because Wang Ye woke him up, but he couldn't repay him, he felt a little guilty for a moment, and finally focused on Wang Ye's chest.
'gift' 'accept'
After writing two words again, the clay figurine opened his mouth and spit out a piece of iron.
This piece of iron is so familiar, as if it is connected heart to heart!
Of course, it was indeed imprinted in Wang Ye's heart.
As if feeling some kind of call, the piece of iron rushed toward Wang Ye, rushed into Wang Ye's chest, and dyed Wang Ye's clothes red.
Wang Ye's face gradually turned pale and he fainted on the ground.
'sky'
'quick'
The clay figurine was stunned for a moment, and looked a little panicked. He wrote two more words, covered his face, and fled the scene of the accident surrounded by a group of monkeys.
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