The tall figure of the mountain god looked down at the villagers above the ashes. Wang Hu turned back in disbelief.
The red threads wrapped around his body kept crawling under his skin, causing him extreme pain.
"Why?"
The mountain god's thick voice sounded in everyone's minds, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Wang Hu said nothing, and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case tremblingly.
The moment he took out the matchbox, the red thread on his body squirmed even harder.
Wang Hu's hands trembled more and more severely, and several matches broke in his hands.
The scarlet pipe knocked the matchbox to the ground, and his hands were completely occupied by the red thread, which quickly rotted and fell.
"You still want to do the same thing again?"
The mountain god's beast-like eyes were full of evil, but what greeted him was Wang Hu's playful look.
"You've been understanding human movements, but do you know what it means to hide in Chencang?"
"Secretly plotting against Chen Cang?"
The mountain god looked at Wang Hu with interest, as if waiting for his explanation.
The huge pain made Wang Hu unable to support his body for a long time. The red lines were corroding his flesh and blood. With a plop, he knelt on the stage with his knees.
The torch on the platform fell to the ground, and the fire spread to the entire high platform in an instant.
Oh no, Bai Lu is still on stage!
Lu Zeyu immediately rushed to the stage, hugged Bailu and rushed towards the audience.
The scene where the mountain god burned again in Wang Hu's imagination did not appear. The mountain god hung high on the high platform and stared at Wang Hu.
"You just want to plot against me again."
Wang Hu felt that the tentacles in his body were escaping, and his trembling arms firmly pressed the pipes in his body.
"I will catch you even to death."
Orange flames jumped on Wang Hu's body, and the red threads in his body no longer squirmed.
The mountain god is still high above, and there is only a charred corpse and a pile of ashes on the stage.
Lu Zeyu looked a little embarrassed after rescuing Bai Lu. At this moment, he had many questions to ask her.
But the mountain god did not give him this opportunity. He picked up the white deer with one tentacle and flew towards the village.
The mountain god watched Lu Zeyu look up and down with satisfaction, and a voice sounded in Lu Zeyu's mind:
"Make a deal, do you want to be my priest?"
The sound of scraping the floor was heard. Wang Hu struggled to crawl with his arms and looked at Lu Zeyu with unwilling eyes.
"I do."
Seeing Wang Hu's unwilling eyes, Lu Zeyu felt mixed emotions in his heart and asked after a while.
"Is he dead?"
The mountain god laughed loudly as if he heard some joke.
"Death is a matter for you mortals. I am here to give you eternal life. Why don't you want to live forever?"
Scarlet tentacles reached out to Lu Zeyu's face, and the red thread caressed his cheek.
“You will also have eternal life and much more.”
The tentacles no longer emitted a sweet and disgusting smell. Instead, they were very sweet, a delicious smell that Lu Zeyu had never smelled before.
"Then you are my priest now, I hope you won't disappoint me next time."
At the moment when the mountain god was about to disappear, Lu Zeyu said:
"Where will he go?"
The mountain god turned around and thought for a moment, pointed at Wang Hu and said:
"Who? Him? Since he goes where he should go, he should be punished if he does something wrong. Isn't this the rule of you humans?"
"What's the deal?"
Facing Lu Zeyu's question, the mountain god frowned. No human had ever dared to talk to him like this.
"I asked you what the deal was."
The figure of the mountain god gradually faded without any reply, and the figure of Wang Hu on the stage also disappeared.
The devil was whispering in his ears, and countless knowledge was poured into his mind, giving him a splitting headache.
The villagers who originally lowered their heads raised their heads blankly and looked around.
What on earth just happened?
Why is it such a mess here?
Where did Wang Hu go?
Questions echoed in the minds of the villagers, and they all started arguing.
"Quiet."
Lu Zeyu finally spit out a syllable. He didn't know what language it was but he could indeed use it.
The red threads in the body can also be manipulated freely, but Wang Hu cannot see the red threads!
Could it be my sister?
Where is my sister? I haven’t seen her for a long time?
After this syllable was highlighted, the villagers became completely silent and looked at each other.
The coming syllables came out of Lu Zeyu's mouth, and the villagers unconsciously walked towards the village behind them.
Lu Zeyu walked on the road with his notebook, writing on the last page of the notebook as he walked.
"My name is Wang Hui. I am dead but my dream is not dead. I will definitely get out." 』
After closing the notebook, Lu Zeyu's eyes became firmer and he walked towards the village.
On the way back to the village, a familiar place was where everything started.
A student in school uniform stood confused and wet at the intersection.
After seeing Lu Zeyu, he suddenly became excited and ran over and said:
"Brother, where is this? I accidentally fell into the water on my way home and woke up right here."
When the high school student approached and saw Lu Zeyu, he froze in place.
The orange fire illuminated the man's face, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes as he looked at himself with red eyes.
"It's okay, brother, I'll just pass by. You can go and you don't have to worry about me."
After that, he turned around and headed back in the direction he came from, patting his chest and looking back from time to time.
"No, what are you doing if you don't sleep at night? There are so many people chasing corpses. What the hell..."
Halfway through his words, the high school student stopped as if he saw something.
Shout to the team of villagers:
"Dad! Mom!"
Running towards the team, he kept saying:
"Dad! It's me, it's me! Mom, look at me, I beg you, look at me."
The high school student's voice was filled with tears and kept surrounding the couple.
"Mom, look at me, I'm Fan Jinghuan! Your son, your son has made a difference. He is the best in the class in his studies. Isn't this what you expected?"
"Dad, don't leave, you can talk!"
After seeing that his words were fruitless, the high school student ran up to Lu Zeyu, grabbed his collar and asked:
"What did you do to my parents and my mother?"
Lu Zeyu was unmoved, pushed the high school student away and continued walking forward.
The high school students became even crazier after seeing it and kept shouting:
"Stop! Stop! Answer me!"
Lu Zeyu opened his mouth but made no sound.
The high school student punched Lu Zeyu on the shoulder and roared:
"Please speak!"
Lu Zeyu said in a hoarse voice:
"Let's go. You will know when you return to the village. Come with me."
Fan Jinghuan reluctantly followed Lu Zeyu and looked at him warily.
Looking at Fan Jinghuan at this moment, I thought of myself who came here ignorantly.
If this monster is allowed to do whatever he wants, will more people come here?
