After a simple meal, Xie Nanshi and Song Yu prepared to go out without delay. There were a lot of household items enshrining the statue of the evil god. They needed to check it out as soon as possible to prevent the evil god from making a comeback.
The two of them stepped out, and Du Anchen followed behind.
Song Yu looked back at her, but he didn't refuse the helper who came to his door: "How was the old man yesterday?"
Du Anchen glanced at Song Yu in surprise, but he didn't expect that he was still thinking about the old man: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem. You can recover after taking a rest. Just..."
"What is it?" Song Yu looked at Du Anchen curiously.
Du Anchen sighed: "He still believes in the evil god."
At this time, the three of them had walked two streets, and the house ahead of them was the house that recently enshrined the statue of the evil god.
It's still early in the morning, and the doors of every house in the alley are closed, but you can smell different smells of fireworks. People here are preparing breakfast. In front of and to the left of Xie Nanshi was the home of their first destination. The door was ajar, and in addition to the aroma of food, there was also a hint of incense.
However, Xie Nanshi's steps suddenly stopped, and even his hand that was about to reach out to push the door stopped.
Xie Nanshi had indeed killed the so-called evil god yesterday, but evil spirits are common but evil gods are not, so that Xie Nanshi ignored the most important point - the evil god will never be destroyed unless his faith dies.
Even if you die, you can be reborn by relying on faith.
"Break all the evil statues!" Jie Nanshi hurriedly said, then turned around and ran back very quickly.
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then ran back. He knew that Xie Nanshi's words were meant for Du Anchen. After all, he was just a handsome man with no strength. Dangerous and unprotected work was not suitable for him...
Du Anchen looked at the two people's backs and clicked his tongue, then stepped forward and knocked on the door as if he was appointed.
"Open the door, the Safety Department is handling the case!"
Song Yu's footsteps were not as fast as Jie Nanshi's, so he could only run to the Security Department. The closer you get, the clearer you can hear the sounds of fighting coming from there. At the same time, a pungent smell of blood drifted into his nose.
Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he lifted up his clothes and strode through the door. The first thing he saw was the old master who died a few inches away from the door. The blood all over his body seemed to have drained away, the body became shriveled, and the ground he crawled on was completely stained red with blood.
There can be so much blood on one person...
Song Yu suddenly remembered the scene of the massacre in Qinghe Town when he first entered the game. At that time, the game protection function was activated. What he saw was a large BGM, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Even such a holographic experience shocked Song Yu. For a long time, I even had a nightmare one night.
That was the first time Song Yu saw an extra river in the town, a bloody river, a river formed by draining the blood of all the residents of Qinghe Town.
But this time without the protection of the system, Song Yu saw the tragedy of a person's death more directly. And this person has been with him day and night for so long.
Song Yu heard his teeth chattering, and his stomach was churning. Seeing the scene of a familiar face dying tragically, the fear of facing death was much greater than the previous two times.
The environment is virtual, but Song Yu's instinct is real.
No matter how much he tried to convince himself that these were just images in the game, the feedback from every holographic data in his body showed the fact that he was resisting progress. It seems that what he is heading towards is not a game scene, but his bottom line as a human being. If he accepts all this easily, he will never be able to return to the normal and orderly world.
"Master." A voice as small as a cat's meow came from the other side.
It's Qiaoyi! Song Yu looked startled, his eyes that were originally a little distracted refocused, and he ran towards the direction where the sound came from before he had time to think about it.
He first saw Qiaoyi's shoes, with the soles sticking up behind the door. The ground was still scarlet, so when he got closer, Song Yu saw that her originally tender skirt was soaked in the pool of blood and dyed deep red. Song Yu clenched his teeth to restrain his fear and desire to vomit, and took another step forward.
Qiaoyi leaned against a gap behind the door. She hid herself here, but it was a pity that she missed the move. The originally beautiful and rosy face was now pale, but her eyes were still bright. Upon closer inspection, she realized that they were just covered with tears.
She raised her upper arm a little with difficulty, then suddenly dropped it, as if she had lost all strength. Song Yu's trembling hand had already held her. The warmth from Song Yu made the corners of Qiaoyi's mouth twitch up, and the tears that had been stored in her eyes for an unknown amount of time finally fell.
She has been with the young master since she was a child, and it has been exactly sixteen years now. Seeing the young master grow from a child with hanging hair to a handsome young man today, she is not afraid of death, but is a little reluctant to let him go.
She can no longer accompany the young master.
"Don't be afraid, the young master will save you!" Song Yu's hands kept shaking. He wanted to pick up the girl who had been protecting him and go to the doctor. As soon as he made a move, more blood spilled from Qiaoyi's mouth.
"That's right! Red medicine!" For a moment, Song Yu forgot that he was in a game, and he also forgot about the life-saving red medicine. Thinking of it at this time, he took out the red medicine directly from the space without bothering to cover it up, and stuffed it into Qiaoyi's mouth one after another.
The number of red pills in the backpack has been decreasing, but those pills that are enough to instantly revive any NPC in this game with full health have not had any effect. Song Yu's mind went blank. What he remembered was that this medicine was effective for Jie Nanshi, and it was also effective for the little boy who was so thin that he looked like he was about to die. But why is the body in his arms still getting colder and colder? Qiaoyi's wound is still bleeding?
He even forgot to take a closer look at the description of Qiaoyi's serious injury buff. It wasn't until Qiaoyi's breathing gradually stabilized and the bleeding wounds gradually subsided that Song Yu suddenly realized that he had actually fed Qiaoyi a full buff. It took a whole set of red medicine to save her life. But just the action of taking and feeding medicine had drained all his strength.
Song Yu thought this was a bit unbelievable, and felt that it was incredible that he would try his best to save an NPC.
A sword energy soaring to the sky recalled Song Yu's consciousness, and he suddenly remembered why he was here. Jie Nanshi is still inside!
Song Yu's mood became serious. He gritted his teeth and carefully placed Qiaoyi back behind the door, then closed the door and turned around and rushed into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Jie Nanshi stood in the southeast corner, standing erect, with his hands behind his hands and his head raised, staring at the child in mid-air. He didn't hold a sword in his hand, but the sharp sword energy lingered around him, as if he was a sword and would point at the sky at any time. Song Yu followed Jie Nanshi's gaze and found that the person standing in the air was the thin boy who was regarded as the host of the evil god yesterday.
The child's eyes had completely turned into a bottomless black, with no reflection from the eyes. He lowered his head and looked down at Jie Nanshi, as if he was scorning ants.
He seemed to find this sickly Taoist very ridiculous. He grinned, and the skin at the corners of his mouth tore open all the way to the base of his ears, revealing the bright red flesh and white teeth inside. They had obviously had a small fight when Song Yu came. The little boy's clothes had already been torn to pieces by the sword energy, but there were only some blood marks on his rugged and thin body. In the blink of an eye, the blood marks were gone again. It faded a lot.
Song Yu couldn't help but take a breath. This faint sound should have been inaudible in the courtyard that was constantly being collided with evil spirits and sword spirits, but it was accurately caught by the little boy and he cast his gaze over. Song Yu couldn't avoid looking at him, and immediately his mind swayed and he couldn't move.
The terrifying eyes evoked Song Yu’s past memories. He had met this person before in the first episode, but it was still in the cutscene. As the protagonist of the game, he could only watch from a bystander's perspective as the evil god slaughtered the entire town as an invincible being.
At this moment, the evil god's eyes were falling on him.
Fear arises spontaneously. At that moment, Song Yu felt that all the blood in his body was about to be drained, and he felt cold from head to sole.
Song Yu's eyes lost focus and his knees unconsciously weakened: "God is immortal and can only be worshiped, but cannot be defeated."
Just when Song Yu was about to kneel down and worship, he heard Xie Nanshi's calm words: "There is no one who is invincible in this world."
Then he saw a sword, a silver long sword, with a hint of coldness in it, and seemed to swing the sword calmly, but Song Yu could feel the sharp killing intent in the shadow of the sword.
Maybe it was because the sunlight was too dazzling. Song Yu closed his eyes subconsciously due to the sting. He felt warm and viscous liquid dripping from the corners of his eyes.
He wouldn't be so blind, would he? He has only heard that gods cannot be looked at directly, but now he can't even look at a sword?
While Song Yu was still thinking wildly, someone walked up to him with a cold feeling from the wind and snow, and then a touch of coldness touched his eyes, soothing all the pain in an instant.
Xie Nanshi's voice came from the front, with a hint of smile: "You can open it now."
If you should be cowardly, be cowardly. Song Yu's eyelids rolled slightly, but he still didn't open them immediately: "Didn't we already transfer the evil god to the paper man? What's going on?"
After a while, when Song Yu's patience was about to disappear, he heard Jin Nanshi's slightly apologetic voice: "This child's situation is a bit special. He is not an ordinary human skin host. Although the paper man is useful, he cannot be trapped for too long. .”
Song Yu opened his eyes and saw Nan Shi frowning in thought. The little boy whose blood had almost frozen just now was wrapped in a cocoon-like spell and kept struggling in the middle of the courtyard.
Song Yu was very curious, but since he could only see [? ? ? ] state, so he did not step forward rashly: "So, the evil god is indeed in this child's body now? Was he pretending to be us when he inserted the paper man before? I said, how can it be so simple to possess the paper man? Yes, it’s obviously very difficult.”
Xie Nanshi obviously failed to understand the meaning of Song Yu's words, and only understood the other party's appeal from the tone. There seemed to be a little more human warmth in his cold eyes, and he spoke slowly: "That child's lifespan has actually come to an end long ago. It was just extended by the evil god, so he cannot be completely considered a human being in the first place."
Rather than a living person, it looks more like a container for evil gods. But in the end, the child is not really dead yet.
After a pause, Xie Nanshi seemed a little annoyed that he failed to see through the White Walkers' methods. Song Yu thought that this was probably because Xie Nanshi was beginning to worry about his too high moral standards again, so he decisively changed the subject: "Fortunately, it is controlled by you now. By the way, where is your sword?"
