An ugly woman came to Swordfish Island.
There was a blue scar on her face. When the villagers saw her, she was swimming and climbing ashore from the beach on the west side of Swordfish Island.
The ugly woman said that she was the daughter of He BuLe, the high priest of Qiulong Island, and she came to find Lao BuSi, the high priest of Swordfish Island.
The guards of Swordfish Island quickly arrested the ugly woman, because the high priest of Swordfish Island was not named Lao Busi, but Lao Wusi.
The ugly woman figured it out. It turned out that Laobusi was the high priest of Qiulong Island's nickname for the high priest of Swordfish Island.
But this twist and turn didn't matter. Instead, it made her plan come true more smoothly, because she had been thinking about how to get close to the High Priest Lao from the beginning.
Lao Wusi's palace is located in the center of Swordfish Island. It is said to be a palace, but in fact it is just a five-story cement house with golden tiles on the exterior.
When the ugly woman was escorted to the palace by the guards, Lao Wusi slowly opened his eyes from the wicker chair and kicked the maid aside at his feet.
In order to see the person clearly, Lao Wusi leaned forward slightly, the fat on his belly trembled, and then relaxed quickly.
"You do look somewhat similar to the quail in the northwest corner. Which daughter are you?"
The ugly woman knew that "the quail in the northwest corner" refers to High Priest He BuLe. High Priest He was short in stature and overly cautious. The word quail was undoubtedly a suitable metaphor for him.
"To tell you what High Priest He is saying, I was born to High Priest He's twelfth wife, and my name is He Xiaoyu."
Lao Wusi nodded and slumped back behind the wicker chair:
"Since you are indeed He Bule's daughter, I will not pursue your slander."
"So, why did Miss He come to my Swordfish Island?"
He Xiaoyu bowed to Lao Wusi and said:
"I'm here to present the treasure."
Lao Wusi paused, and his eyes rolled twice in his fat cheeks:
"Did you escape from Qiulong Island?"
He Xiaoyu showed a miserable smile:
"Priest Lao guessed right. I was abandoned by my father just because I saw his treasure."
The feeling of weightlessness came instantly, and He Xiaoyu felt that his hands and feet could not use any strength, and his whole body floated in the air at this moment, all the way to the bottom of the ceiling.
"You dare to come to my island alone, you are very brave."
"But how are you sure that I will become an enemy of High Priest He because of this treasure?"
The feeling of suffocation gradually emerged from the chest, and He Xiaoyu felt that he was a little hypoxic:
"You will, that is the holding stone that can restrain the Immortal Official."
"Where?"
"On the lining of my...left shirt..."
Before He Xiaoyu finished speaking, his clothes had been torn apart, and a rough stone the size of an egg was pulled by an unobservable force and flew towards Lao Wusi on the wicker chair.
The restraint on He Xiaoyu's body was also lifted at this moment, and he fell heavily to the floor.
He Xiaoyu heard a muffled sound coming from his legs.
The right leg is broken.
Taking a breath, she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making a sound due to pain.
But no one cared, everyone was looking at the floating stone.
"There are holes all over the body, and the force of exploration entering it is like a mud cow entering the sea. Yes, it is indeed a body stone."
The stone was getting closer and closer to Lao Wusi. High Priest Lao took the stone into his hand and looked at it.
Seeing Lao Wusi holding the stone in his hand and playing with it, He Xiaoyu endured the pain and spoke again:
"I would also like to ask High Priest Lao to clarify that this holding stone is not an ordinary holding stone. It has the engraving of the Digital Miracle Organization on its surface, and circuits are carved on the holding stone using nanoscale technology."
Unexpectedly, Lao Wusi sneered:
"I have been a priest for thirty-three years and have seen countless rare treasures. Why do I need a girl to interrupt?"
He Xiaoyu again
Once she felt weightless, accompanied by a huge dizzy shock, she felt like she was thrown hard against the south wall of the palace.
Several ribs were broken and an ankle was cracked.
Screams came from He Xiaoyu's mouth, and this time she really couldn't bear it.
But such screams made Lao Wusi very happy. He narrowed his eyes and the flesh on his face trembled, very intoxicated.
He raised the stone in his hand above the bridge of his nose and looked at it carefully.
Lao Wusi thought to himself: Indeed, as He Xiaoyu said, there are fine lines on the surface of this stone that are extremely difficult to detect.
However, just when Lao Wusi was thinking this, something changed suddenly.
Those imperceptible fine lines instantly gave birth to white flesh between the lightning and stone fire. The white flesh surged out layer by layer from the stone. In just a tenth of a second, Lao Wusi saw a picture that looked like it was facing him. A face that is not smiling.
Then came the strong arms that reached behind his head and hugged his neck.
Click.
Lao Wusi died, and the fracture in his neck was neat.
And his head was surrounded by the man who suddenly appeared, and his robe was stained with a bright red color.
"My name is Zhou You."
"Now I want to incorporate Swordfish Island. Who is in favor? Who is against?"
Lao Wusi's head was thrown into the center of the hall, and the whole place was silent.
…
The integration process of Swordfish Island was smoother than Zhou You imagined. It seemed that the high priest Lao had long been a wrathful existence on Swordfish Island, and had been resented by the wrathful people for thirty-three years, until a savior named Zhou You came to save him. The residents of Swordfish Island are in danger of water and fire.
The only place where there are some twists and turns is with Lao Wusi's personal bodyguard.
But after He Xiaoyu showed the crimson demon phantom covering his body, these guards who were nominally loyal to Lao Wusi but actually loyal to the original church immediately accepted the change of position of high priest. Variety.
To them, it didn't matter who was the high priest; they were all the high priest's bodyguards.
The illusion of the Crimson Devil was not displayed by He Xiaoyu on his own initiative. When He Xiaoyu dragged his broken body to Lao Wusi's head and tried to kick it as a ball, the illusion of the Crimson Devil suddenly appeared in He Xiaoyu again. Appears on the fish.
The six compound eyes belonging to the spider once again appeared in the scar on He Xiaoyu's face. The remaining emotional power in Lao Wusi's head was quickly absorbed by He Xiaoyu as this illusion manifested.
The angry-looking Lao Wusi fragment quickly became calm, as if he had left without any regrets.
The scars on He Xiaoyu's face also changed from blue to red, and the bright red scars flickered. He Xiaoyu kept shaking his head, stretched out his hand and hung it in mid-air, wanting to put it down, but quickly raised it again. Raise your hands.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhou You asked.
"The wound that was burned by the fire is itchy, and it feels like it's growing a brain."
He Xiaoyu's answer was concise and concise, and her hands finally couldn't help but start scratching her hair and face until her face and head were covered with red blood stains.
Zhou You witnessed all this happening, and he was not surprised by such changes, because this was the evolutionary path of the crimson demon child.
They seek out hosts, harvest the emotional value they need for growth through the host's atrocities, and grow and metamorphose rapidly.
The itching that He Xiaoyu felt was a sign that the crimson demon was growing inside her body.
First there was itching, then there was pain, which reached to the bone marrow and caused each of the 206 bones to become dislocated.
When Zhou You was thinking this way, He Xiaoyu's side was also evolving.
The expected pain started, and He Xiaoyu fell to his knees, his limbs showing unnatural twists.
If he were a normal person, he would probably be dead if his limbs were twisted to this extent.
But He Xiaoyu just groaned.
Not because she could endure it, but because this sudden change was also changing the structure of her vocal cords and reshaping her larynx.
The pain is severe and silent
, but at the same time it also seems short-lived.
Zhou You repelled the guards on the left and right in the name of "the high priest is communicating with the Mother Goddess and conducting telepathy", then pushed the fat body on the wicker chair aside, sat on Lao Wusi's wicker chair and closed his eyes to meditate.
After sleeping lightly for a while, when he woke up again, He Xiaoyu's transformation was complete.
Just like the rebirth of a spider, only a thin layer of the old body remains in place, while the new He Xiaoyu has no scars on his face.
In other words... her whole body seemed to be reborn, and her old body had been completely thrown away.
"How much memory do you still have?"
Zhou You sat on the wicker chair and asked He Xiaoyu.
"Almost all the memories of the last three to five years are still there, but the older ones have been forgotten."
"It can't be said that I have forgotten it. Those memories are still there, but they are like exhibits on display in a museum."
"There are pictures, text, and explanations, but it just doesn't belong to me."
He Xiaoyu said.
Zhou You nodded. The crimson devil child body will gradually separate out the original memory of the host through reincarnation again and again, until the memory belonging to the child body is completely marginalized, and the host becomes a qualified crimson devil who is indifferent enough.
Zhou You took off his robe and threw it to her. Although the robe had been stained with blood from previous activities, he could let her put on her clothes first.
"I thought you would do something to me." He Xiaoyu said.
Zhou You shook his head and said:
"I will not have sex with NPCs in the game."
"I just want to go home."
The light blue arc of light appeared behind him like a tide. It turned out that during the previous period of closing his eyes and concentrating, Zhou You did not really go to sleep, but used this short period of tranquility to once again come to the spiritual space, while feeling the tide of longing. , while using the power of the tide of longing to get as close to the boiling blood as possible.
The tide of longing and the boiling blood are like two extremes. The power of the boiling blood is extreme disorder and violence. In the old world, the human balance tried to use this power to create gods for their organizations, so as to gain control of the world and The force of justice that judges the world, and the wave of longing comes from Zhou You's longing for the earth, and the nostalgia for the ordinary but warm little family before the time travel.
A little closer to the boiling blood, Zhou You can feel that all his blood is boiling, the emotional valve is opened by invisible power, and a flood-like sense of violence emerges from the depths of his soul; but at this moment, as long as Zhou You can pass through himself With the ability of self-control, you can force yourself to break away from the violent emotional flood and throw yourself into the whirlpool of memories called the tide of longing. You can gain a moment of clarity in this mental rampage until the power of memories is exhausted.
This process of exhaustion is the process in which Zhouyou entered a super-accelerated time rampage and slaughtered all the digital people on the ship. The time was only about three seconds, but what he could do was three months. It can't even be done in three years.
And that kind of momentary sense of clarity, like rising to another dimension, Zhou You discovered that it was also brought to him by the tide of longing.
Because the dimension he missed was outside the giant moon world, for some reason, in such a state of mental rage, he became an observer from the outside world, looking down on all his actions from top to bottom.
Using the concept of video games, it is probably from a first-person perspective role-playing game to a global perspective strategy game.
Longing and memories brought Zhou You a new understanding. His little family far away on earth, his parents, and the old dog he had raised for many years once again flooded into Zhou You's mind.
I want to go home.
But, how to go back?
Inexplicable sadness fills the wandering heart. This kind of sadness is different from despair. Sadness is still full of positive power, while despair is purely negative. If the tide of longing is the self-salvation of the sad person, the boiling blood is despair. The self-destruction of the two is the difference in the source of their power.
The tide of longing is gentle.
Like the endless sea water.
Emerging from behind the travels, such as
The same light becomes the manifestation of the incarnation behind the travels.
"you……"
He Xiaoyu looked at the illusory tide behind Zhou You, and then changed his mind.
"Did you break through again?"
Zhou You didn't reply, he just silently took back all the waves.
He doesn't know his current level, but he understands that levels are useless.
Not only the level, but also the power is useless.
Rank, strength, power, status, everything he can obtain in the huge moon world, to him, are nothing more than invalid bargaining chips in negotiations.
He has a plan, but it cannot be known to anyone until it is fully implemented.
Lao Wusi's bedroom was connected to the palace hall, but in the bedroom, Zhou You could not find suitable clothes from Lao Wusi's wardrobe. Those clothes were too big, big enough to wear three Zhou You.
There was a soft sound from behind, Zhou You turned around, and He Xiaoyu was holding a jacket in his hands.
"There are people with similar body types to you among the guards." He Xiaoyu said.
Zhou You nodded and reached out to take the clothes.
But He Xiaoyu walked over and helped Zhou You put on his clothes.
Zhou You's face froze, and the light blue tide behind him appeared again, but it seemed a bit illusory. It was obviously an endless wave, but it seemed like a candle in the wind, which could be blown away with a gentle blow.
He pushed He Xiaoyu away fiercely and told her to retreat.
The light brought by the wave of longing has been restored again.
Zhou You understands that he cannot interact too closely with anyone in this world.
He must use everyone as a tool to carry out the unspeakable plan.
For "that plan", everything Zhou You does now must be the optimal solution on the route.
You can fail, you can even fail countless times, and every failure you have will not affect the completion of the plan.
but……
If the route is wrong and a long detour is taken, even if the plan is realized in the end, it will be too late.
…
Three minutes later, Zhou You returned to the palace hall from Lao Wusi's bedroom.
He found He Xiaoyu sitting on his knees at the foot of the steps waiting for him, and on the steps was the wicker chair he had sat on before.
The light blue light behind him appeared and fluctuated again.
Zhou You took a deep breath, stretched out his hands, and poked his eyes out.
He said to the empty palace hall:
"I have a plan."
"This plan will get you killed."
"If you want, come and help me."
"Let's go to Qiulong Island."
He Xiaoyu stood up and walked to Zhou You's right hand.
