"Uncle, Zeze misses you!"
A voice sounded at his feet. The uncle looked under the table and looked at Lu Zeyu in disbelief, shouting:
"who are you!"
Facing his uncle's question, Lu Zeyu looked down in surprise. The little boy catching bugs stood under the table at some point, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Brother, are you here to take me away?"
Ignoring the little boy's words, Lu Zeyu quickly defended:
"Uncle, I am Lu Zeyu!"
But the uncle didn't seem to hear anything he said, and walked out on his own, muttering:
"Zeze, I'm here."
No matter how hard Lu Zeyu tried, he couldn't pull his uncle's body even half an inch.
He looked at the boy standing at the corner of the table resentfully and yelled:
"Why?"
"Because your attitude towards this transaction makes me very dissatisfied and requires punishment."
The boy's voice was no longer childish, but replaced by the thick voice of the mountain god.
"Interesting, human behavior is much more interesting than they are. I look forward to the surprises you bring me, and I hope you won't disappoint me, my toy."
Only Lu Zeyu stood there blankly, looking at the direction his uncle was leaving with a sense of loss.
Rapid footsteps entered the courtyard, and Fan Jinghuan staggered into the courtyard.
He punched Lu Zeyu in the face, grabbed his collar, and roared:
"What on earth did you do! Why, why are the village full of corpses!"
After hearing this, Lu Zeyu froze on the spot and asked in disbelief:
"Corpse?"
"Don't come over! Don't come over!"
Fan Jinghuan kept flapping his hands, his eyes widened, and his horrified gaze reminded Lu Zeyu of himself back then.
"Ahhh!"
After a scream, Fan Jinghuan fainted, and the red thread in the air tried to drill into Fan Jinghuan's body.
Lu Zeyu held up the torch and dispersed the red lines around him, waiting for Fan Jinghuan to wake up.
I don't know how long it took before Fan Jinghuan's surprised voice came.
"monster!"
Lu Zeyu looked back at the frightened Fan Jinghuan and said with a smile:
"Take it, follow me."
The red line in her body became tighter and tighter, and my sister didn't know where it was.
Lu Zeyu decided not to wait any longer and to deal with this monster today.
If you continue to wait, more innocent people will be harmed.
"Why?"
Ignoring Fan Jinghuan's question, Lu Zeyu just said coldly:
"Do you remember how you left?"
Fan Jinghuan held his head in pain without any memory. Lu Zeyu continued:
"If you want to live, come with me, or do you have any other choice?"
After saying that, he ran towards the door.
The villagers walked towards Lu Zeyu, and the red pendants turned into masks and were put on the villagers' faces.
Only Wei Guo looked at everything in front of him at a loss. Suddenly, such a big change happened in the village, which Wei Guo could not accept.
A tall figure of a mountain god appeared. Looking at the unharmed Lu Zeyu, he said in surprise:
"Why are you okay?"
Lu Zeyu responded with a wry smile.
"Because I'm not a normal person either."
"You, what are you doing! Tell me, Lao Li's nephew!"
Wei Guo shouted at a loss.
"Uncle Wei, you don't want your daughter to come back. Have you seen it? There is no contract spirit at all. Everyone's relatives are coming back one after another."
Ignoring Wei Guo's expression, Lu Zeyu ran towards the outside of the village.
"Uncle Wei, let me run out! What are you looking at, brat!
Come with me! "
Seeing Lu Zeyu's leaving figure, Wei Guo was so angry that he clenched his feet, ran towards the villagers, and shouted:
"What are you guys doing!"
The villagers still walked forward numbly, ignoring Wei Guo's dissuasion.
Wei Guo, who was in the crowd, picked up a stick from the side and ran forward.
He tried to push people back, but even after falling to the ground, the villagers just stood up and continued to chase Lu Zeyu.
Thinking of what Lu Zeyu said, Wei Guo shouted loudly:
"If what you say is true, you must succeed."
Fan Jinghuan followed Lu Zeyu, breathing heavily.
"No, I can't run anymore!"
Looking at the villagers not far behind him, Lu Zeyu dragged Fan Jinghuan and ran towards the entrance of the village.
The cornfield at the entrance of the village appeared in front of him. Looking at the cornfield so close at hand, Lu Zeyu was overjoyed.
However, several mountain gods appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
Seeing this, Lu Zeyu turned towards Fan Jinghuan and said:
"Run quickly and remember to throw the torch into the cornfield."
Before Fan Jinghuan had time to understand what was happening in front of him, he was pushed forward by Lu Zeyu.
"Run!"
Hearing Lu Zeyu's roar, Fan Jinghuan had no choice but to continue running towards the cornfield.
Looking at the villagers and monsters surrounding him, Lu Zeyu sneered and sat down on the ground.
"How does it feel to perish."
Wei Guo was raised high above his head by the villagers. Looking at the frightened Wei Guo, Lu Zeyu comforted:
"It's okay, Uncle Wei will be there soon!"
"What the hell is going on! Put me down quickly!"
Ignoring Wei Guo's screams, Lu Zeyu looked at the boy in front of the mountain god and smiled.
"Brother, didn't you say you wanted to take me out?"
"Yes, I want to go out! Take my childhood self with me."
The little boy's voice changed again and he shouted angrily:
"Human, how dare you play with me."
Hearing this, Lu Zeyu laughed loudly, looked at Fan Jinghuan's back and said loudly:
"I am your priest, and I bring you the first drama, the death of the mountain god, isn't it good?"
After saying that, he looked at the mountain god mockingly and then said:
"I'm just sitting here, what can you do to me."
Lu Zeyu knew very well that even if his sister was not here, she was still protecting him.
However, Lu Zeyu looked at the running Fan Jinghuan worriedly, and the mountain god's tentacles flew towards him.
The blood-red tentacle made Fan Jinghuan stumble, and the torch flew out of his hand.
Fortunately, the distance was relatively close. Lu Zeyu raised his heart to his throat, praying that the torch would reach him.
Just as the torch reached the sky above the cornfield, a tentacle caught the torch, shattering the hopes of everyone present.
"Hahaha, it seems your hope has been dashed."
The boy looked at Lu Zeyu with a distorted face and screamed strangely.
"Those who don't follow the rules should be punished, come on."
Just when the tentacle was about to approach Lu Zeyu, a burnt hand caught the torch and lit the cornfield.
The little boy let out a scream as the corn burned rapidly.
"ah!"
Lu Zeyu looked at the scene in front of him and raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.
The vision in front of him gradually blurred until he fell into darkness.
