The four of them had lunch happily.
Li Fuguang was no longer as confused as she was at the beginning. She thought that if she couldn't make a choice now, she would just keep pretending.
I just don’t know how her five teammates are doing now.
Especially Itoen, who lives with her at Grandpa Li’s house. She was knocked down without even realizing it. How could Itoon be any better?
The best-case scenario is that he escapes in the middle of the night and joins Isa and the others. The worst-case scenario is that he may be dead...
However, it doesn't matter, Itoen belongs to Fuso Country, and she won't sympathize with him even if everyone in this country dies. It's not her fault anyway.
Completely unaware that his teammates were almost wiped out, Li Fuguang was still leisurely acting with the two children.
Issa, who "betrayed" all his teammates, fled in panic under the sudden encirclement and suppression of the villagers.
In the cellar of the ancestral hall, two men and women who had been labeled as "sacrifice" were thinking about a way out.
★
Studio.
"It has been suffocated. Most of the teams around the world have been basically wiped out. They either died in the villagers' homes or in the ancestral hall. Only a few escaped as cautiously as Isa."
"Brothers and sisters, I'm not kidding. Several of the Chosen Ones from Thousand Buddha Kingdom are on the run. The way of lowering one's head in this game is so primitive that even they can't resist it."
"That means, how many of Li Fuguang's team are still alive?"
"Except for the two who were used as sacrifices, they will all die sooner or later anyway. If they don't count as survivors, then only Li Fuguang and Issa are still alive."
"Li Fuguang...it's hard to comment. I always feel that the siblings Li Xiaowu and Li Xiaohua are a little too kind to her. They are not so virtuous in front of other chosen ones!"
"Yes, Li Fuguang just had his memory replaced. The internal organs of a chosen one from the White Elephant Kingdom were directly replaced!"
"That one was really scary! Just replace the internal organs with straw! When he cut the skin, it was full of straw fragments!"
"Sigh, Li Fuguang doesn't know if he can break free from the false memory, and Issa's situation is not optimistic either."
"What a scary game! It's just been a day!"
"Returning to "Family of Four" in my dream, it was the same in that game. No one could survive the first day until Li Fuguang broke the deadlock. How long do we have to wait to see another 'Li Fuguang' this time?"
★
Ancestral hall.
Grandpa Li is back here again.
He once copied the words given by the mountain god, compiled them into a book, and hid them in the ancestral hall.
What is recorded above is the oldest head-lowering technique.
The ones he uses now are basically modified ones, and they are not that powerful.
But now, in order to ensure that Li Fuguang could fully integrate into this place, he had to find the book and re-cast the corresponding original head-lowering technique.
When he reached the entrance of the cellar, he checked carefully and made sure that there were no traces of other people around before leaving with confidence.
After passing through the lobby where the seats are arranged, I walked to the utility room filled with incense candles and yellow paper. I knocked on the kerosene lamp on the right and the wooden wall next to it suddenly began to move outward.
There is actually a secret door here!
Grandpa Li looked around. There couldn't be anyone around, but he still looked around subconsciously.
After confirming that nothing was wrong, he walked in.
The kerosene lamp in the cubicle was lit, and the warm yellow light illuminated the world.
The cubicle was small, with only a desk and a chair.
There are also books clearly placed on the desk.
Grandpa Li picked up the kerosene lamp and put it on the desk, so that he could read the words on the book clearly.
The cover is yellow and black, and the tentacles are delicate and warm.
Grandpa Li showed an intoxicated look almost as soon as he got started.
He would never forget this feeling for the rest of his life.
While the person is still alive, the entire skin is peeled off, washed, excess hair removed, and dried in the sun.
Finally, it was cut to a suitable size and bound into this human leather book.
Grandpa Li picked up the human skin book, put it close to his face, and took a slow breath through his nose.
He seemed to still be able to smell the remaining fear when those people died.
Opening this thin human-skin book, the words inside are densely packed, like a little slippery head.
After the baptism of time, these words have turned into deep black.
Obviously when I wrote it in blood three years ago, the whole page was still red.
Grandpa Li thought of the tragedy three years ago. Every time he opened this book, he would fall into that memory.
The day his beloved son and daughter-in-law died.
And the day he killed his enemy with his own hands.
That day, like yesterday, was also raining heavily.
That day, blood stained the entire village red along with the rain.
…
Grandpa Li opened his eyes again and the memory ended.
People cannot be resurrected, so now he should take good care of the blood left by his son and daughter-in-law.
He will do his best to protect the puppy and Xiaohua!
As long as it is what they want, even gods must stay with them!
A sharp look flashed in Grandpa Li's eyes, and he turned the book to the page about the memory replacement technique.
Strictly speaking, this technique is not a head-lowering technique. Its essence is to use herbs to create hallucinations in the human brain.
He had indeed tampered with last night's meal, but he only added a few ingredients to help him sleep.
The three of them have the antidote, but Li Fuguang and Ito Yuan do not.
After Li Fuguang fell asleep, he prepared a low-end version of the memory replacement soup and asked Xiaohua to feed it to her. When she woke up the next morning, she would no longer be her.
Logically speaking, this herbal soup can take care of her for at least two months, but Li Fuguang is obviously not an ordinary person, and she soon showed doubts about false memories.
I don’t know how much herbal soup the puppy gave her while I was away in the morning, but the effect must be getting less and less.
He is now using the original version. Although it may cause some damage to Li Fuguang's spirit, it will be solved once and for all.
After Grandpa Li memorized the original version of the herbal dosage and spell in his mind, he put down the book, got up and left the cubicle.
This book, made of human skin and written in blood, also records the most evil magic in the world.
Even he doesn't dare to look at it more, and usually only uses the low-end version for safety reasons.
This time, for the sake of my grandson, I broke the precept.
After Grandpa Li's footsteps left the ancestral hall, whispers rang out in the quiet cellar.
"That person just now was him. I remember his footsteps."
Itoon gritted his teeth, with a hint of obvious fear in his voice.
"There must be something important in this ancestral hall, otherwise this old man wouldn't be able to come here every two days. We have to find a way out!"
Park Ji-yeon crouched and leaned against the ladder, using the iron nails exposed on the ladder to rub the rope tied to her body.
The old man didn't know how to tie the knot. She asked Ito Garden to help her untie it, but it took most of the day to untie it.
After grinding for a long time, Pu Zhiyan's hands were already dripping with blood from the nails, but she still didn't stop.
In this case, she couldn't expect anyone to save her, she had to save herself!
Ito Sono on the side completely lost his motivation and collapsed on the ground, motionless.
