The body was penetrated again and again.
The old lady could hardly get up.
She doesn't understand...
I don’t understand why my life is like this.
It was obvious that she had not done anything bad or done anything unconscionable, but God looked down upon her so much that he put all the difficulties on her.
"Eyes...eyes..."
"You bunch of bastards..."
Lying in the blood, the old lady's arm holding the crutch did not relax at all.
There seemed to be something firming up in her unclear eyes, preventing her from just closing her eyes and resting.
"Give me... my granddaughter's eyes..."
An Yu replied.
You were acting stupidly to save people...
An Yu did not put the books away immediately, but pondered for a moment and asked back:
"So...you want him to help you find an apprentice."
Just from the twisted terror he felt outside the white mist, Yue Peng knew that this thing must have wrapped that area, and no one outside that area would be killed.
And for what reason?
"Is it?"
The reason why I did that was just to take advantage of you.
After leaving a few words, Anyu got up and walked into the house.
"Saw?"
An Yu didn't have any answers in her mind.
Open the talk panel.
I stood in front of Old Man Liu, took a deep breath, and looked at the village intersection in the distance.
to be honest.
An Yu controlled her gaze and turned to other places, trying her best to look at the white cloth covering Qianye's eyes.
Liu Qinshan wanted to pass on the mantle.
I decided to spend the number of words to save Yue Peng.
Qianye wasn't sure what kind of courage it took to choose to go outside, stand in front of those guys, and yell "little brat."
Has everything around An Yu changed?
At that time, that area will be wrapped in white mist.
Qianye was still lying under this luxurious wooden bed, and the villagers who had already retired to the tents were still in the room...
...
I raised my head, took out a thick and stupid book from the pocket of my Taoist robe, and handed it to Yue Peng.
Liu Qinshan joked, enjoying the hardship.
Did any strange sight appear?
An Yu didn't bother to guess.
"You don't have much confidence, and you know whether you can withstand it or not."
Are there any other ideas mixed in outside, everything is just for use...
"If he hadn't withstood it, it would have been very difficult for you to survive. Is he worried that the inheritance of that skill will be handed over to you so casually?"
The other party's very confident tone made An Yu confused.
An Yu thought for two seconds and used the opportunity to modify one word to modify the column about Qianye's eyes...
It's just that that decision was very much in line with my later thoughts. The idea of conscience being needed outside of the horror world is entirely up to you.
But just analyzing and understanding it literally, I think that is a reason why the story cannot be written as a rural pastoral life.
I had already guessed that such a day would come, and I had not prepared for it. I just thought that that day would come so slowly...
It’s about thinking.
"For this and that book, please ask him to help you find the previous owner. Give it to a person who has no integrity. Let me kneel behind your tablet and become your disciple, and then give me that book..."
The old lady probably woke up last night.
"Yue Peng, you knew he was coming."
"Hurry up and start that interesting script..."
I swept my eyes outside the content of the DaShuo panel, thinking about which paragraph of words I could modify to disperse the white mist.
An Yu thought about the structure of the story.
"By the way, what about the talent discovered outside his panel next time? After that period of research, have you gained anything else?"
"Oh? What if? No basis?" An Yu asked.
Liu Qinshan naturally saw the confusion in An Yu's eyes. I smiled weakly and said: "You have studied Taoism all your life, but you still can't find anyone who can inherit it. When a small disaster strikes, at least you can only It’s just a matter of choosing a dog.”
Liu Qinshan's words contained no rhyming elements.
Yue Peng said with a smile, as if he had seen through something, comforting An Yu:
Even if evil spirits appeared before.
I also have the method to modify it like this later, so that the evil spirit can directly give up killing me...
That is not a novel about rural pastoral at all. If I have the opportunity to correct one word, where can I change it?
That village is just a village in the end.
The heavy baby is probably not as heavy as two bricks.
You are sitting in a daze under the stool at the door today. You are probably not thinking about your life. You have not yet made up your mind to go to a town where some people dare to go and ask for the so-called eyes...
Liu Qinshan had no idea whether to go into details, but took a deep breath and continued: "That day is bound to come, and there is no way to avoid it no matter how hard you hide."
A dying old lady was surrounded by a group of evil spirits.
"Um...is there any way?" Qianye curled his lips and added: "Your ability is linked to your eyes. You must have eyes, and this ability will be ineffective."
The people in the distance didn't know what was going on here.
Yes.
"There is hope for that village. I guess there was some kind of genius in the past..."
Of course, maybe he wants to create a meaning similar to "the patron saint of the village"...
The other party probably recognized me from the footsteps, and a smile appeared on his face, not a bit depressed.
When I revised the plot, I didn't imagine these fantasy scenes happening.
Yes...
Qianye was not too unhappy and complained loudly: "I just came and left, I just wanted to see you..."
"That's grandma's own choice, let you go."
Before you finished speaking, you felt the same thing.
When I retreated into that scary world, I didn't read the "author's" description.
"Um......"
"On the contrary...the descriptions outside are all about critical things."
"Oh, he wants to be so relaxed."
"It feels like he's in a bad state, right? Are you scared?"
With his unclear mind, Momo Huhu heard that in order to save Yue Peng, he had to find the evil spirit that hurt him and get his eyes.
That big girl has no talent for comforting people.
"Stop talking, just think of it as doing your old man a favor!"
"There is a way, I can save you." Liu Qinshan shook his head. Except for the wrinkles on my forehead, my face didn't look too careless.
We shouldn't be chatting like friends, but at this moment An Yu feels it's hard to say anything...
"These things are far away from there." "Did he go to save this boy?"
Yue Peng took the book.
Assuming that Liu Qinshan really blocked the mist, I would naturally be able to block it just because I am stronger than Liu Qinshan.
An Yu still doesn't understand.
It seems that I have never seen anything like that.
I opened my eyes, and I haven't finished adding other things to the surrounding formations. It's not complicated and simple, but An Yu can understand it.
"To put it in one word, even if you have never used plot modifications from beginning to end, it will basically help so far."
"The basis...is not the human heart..."
Liu Qinshan opened his mouth and answered.
Maybe a guy who doesn't have any ability always talks like you do.
Although it was not yet two kilometers away at the moment, based on the current speed of retreat, it would only take at least half an hour for Bai Wu to reach there.
inside the house.
The villagers who have set up tents, Liu Qinshan who is preparing to fight the enemy, and me who are not standing here will all be the people who will be affected by the storm.
Swallow...
An Yu savored the meaning of that word carefully.
Because I couldn’t find any description or words about Bai Wu in the DaShuo panel!
Liu Qinshan, on the other hand, Hanhu Anyu felt extremely simple at this time.
"If he really finds it, he won't be able to practice the things in that book on his own."
An Yu's face became increasingly ugly at this moment...
"Is there any description of these things? This also proves that there is a way to directly affect us by modifying the content..."
Yes, that's all.
Now Xiaozhi understands.
The old man's world was very big, and he had been trapped outside it for two hundred years.
I weakly linked the reasons to "use" and "interest", trying to make myself look more like a fool...
"You have to be able to see something before you can reproduce it."
"Um."
Then.
Or last words?
"She must have heard some of the conversation between us last night. I was originally wondering why she was so calm today. Maybe she had been hit hard and couldn't recover for a while."
...
Silently, you stretched out your hand and touched the white cloth covering your eyes...
An Yu was about to say something, but Old Man Liu turned around before he finished speaking, sat upright, and looked at the corner of the white mist that was vaguely exposed nearby.
There is really no way to describe it outside the Dasuo panel, which means that I have no way to use the ability to modify the plot to dispel the white mist.
It’s just that I don’t know what the thoughts were.
The entire village is not yet on the eve of the storm...
"Then he also knows?" Yue Peng was confused, and then looked at himself from bottom to top to see if he was being monitored by the old man.
"Is it possible to restore his eyes to their original state?" An Yuyou thought about focusing on the previous point, but subconsciously asked a relatively important question.
The meaning expressed...
"Even if you don't withstand it, he will survive." Liu Qinshan said.
Liu Qinshan had not yet set up his formation far away, sitting in the middle of a pile of broken talisman papers, closing his eyes and saying to An Yu who was walking in front of him.
It is a description that involves anything weird, and only describes things outside your life...
"Um?"
It was obviously something that was meant to make people feel relieved, but after the previous description of "maybe I can say it out loud", it suddenly turned into a tragic last words.
In order to find an excuse for what he did.
You rise and fall.
He didn't tell Han Hu the content, but just gave him a thoughtful answer.
An Yu suddenly remembered something and had a very bad premonition in her heart...
Definitely say...
"No! Tell him, that reproduction ability is really too weak! It's incredible..."
"This is not an evil spirit that is about to engulf the village."
really.
"Probably, that's not a low point..."
Outside, a thick and strange white fog hurriedly approached, blocking the weird vision I was using.
Before finishing the formation.
Claim that it is a story of despair, a story that brings you great terror.
After all, as long as you can get through that low point, it means that everything that follows will be fine...
"He doesn't have any trump cards, right? You can see there is no fear in his eyes, so you think he will survive..."
...
Raising his head, Yue Peng once again glanced at the approaching white mist.
An Yu replied.
I thought for a moment, then turned back outside the house and walked to the bed where Qianye was lying.
Liu Qinshan showed a bitter smile on his lips, sighed, and answered word by word.
I looked at Liu Qinshan with no idea of what it meant.
Yes.
Those are surprising...
"Have a good rest, you go first."
"What is this?" An Yu asked consciously.
"That way...there is no basis for it?"
...
I turned my head and looked at An Yu who was thinking about the problem, and interrupted: "What is he thinking about? Does he need to be so absorbed?"
"It's all about calculation, even your guessing is all about guessing, he will definitely save you..." Liu Qinshan still closed his eyes, and these words came to his mind.
At this time, I couldn't see how the old lady was doing...
Have I ever been to Shaoqiyou? I directly opened the Dashuo panel and looked for words that could not be modified, hoping to dispel the white fog.
Well, that's what I think...
"You were still capable of doing anything even if you were at the front, but you died there."
"From the moment it ends, there will be no scary or weird things happening outside of that big story."
It seemed like something outside of my heart had been touched.
I looked at the sky shrouded in night in the room, and I stopped to comfort myself.
Until the plot is changed.
How can I survive?
Qianye said quietly.
I found someone who could pass on the legacy, so I naturally put my focus on An Yu.
At the moment, what needs to be solved should not be the incoming fog.
"Suppose..."
The villagers are as simple and elegant as they appear on the surface, but even if Anyu is promising, he will always be discussed behind his back...
I found a relevant and appropriate sentence from it.
After the confession at noon, the atmosphere between the two seemed a little strange. I mean it was awkward, but it was just a sense of clarity.
"You resisted that time, and this and that thing will be regarded as being kept by him for you. When that incident is over, he can return it to you."
"Indeed, it's just that that thing is harder to deal with than you think."
However.
"Whether it's the guy selling watermelon, or the matter of my father being buried earlier, or the meaning behind the death of eight members of the family, none of these have been included in the story."
"When you said you hated him at noon today, you didn't say it casually. He needs to be free of psychological burden. You just thought that if you said it again, you might be able to say it out."
"broken......"
Apart from the entire updated article, it is all about major events involving mothers-in-law and mothers. They are all stories about the lives of a small number of people outside the village. There is not even a bit of weird stuff.
The white mist outside the weird field of vision is spreading faster and faster.
"Is there anything..." An Yu couldn't explain, so he could only prevaricate.
I changed the subject and prepared to talk about something else.
Only Qianye and Liu Qinshan frowned tightly, obviously they had seen the old lady's current situation.
Yue Peng's cerebellum ended and retreated into blank space.
A person who firmly believes that he is a smart person will use the cards that are related to his life and death for so-called emotional issues.
"What he came into contact with was just the large village. The world he could see was smaller and he could meet fewer people."
"But he's the same, he's the one on the inside."
An Yu has nothing to say.
Relic?
