Zhang Ruyue looked longingly at her mother who had completed the task in front of her, but there was not much relief on her face.
Only one photo was sold, which was a drop in the bucket compared to the hundreds of photos she had on her.
She needs more people to help her share the photos, otherwise she will be crushed to death by the photos.
Turning around, she supported her heavy body with eight hands and walked out of the door. This scene was also happening in every corner of Bincheng, in villages, factories, and small towns.
Countless monkeys typing on the computer will eventually type out a copy of Shakespeare. Special cases will find their own kind in a huge base, sooner or later.
Zhang Ruyue's experience is not unusual.
In addition to humans, cats, and dogs, new humanoid animals appeared in Bincheng. Human earthworms, human spiders, and human insects appeared... The same thing they have is that they have many hands, and there are many photos inserted in their flesh and blood. , with a look of pain on his face from time to time.
"Help me, help me..."
They murmured, even though they were so weird, but because of their concealment beyond common sense, passers-by saw nothing unusual about their whereabouts. They just felt that the people in front of them looked a little strange, and could not see their weird looks at all.
Their behavior is rationalized and hidden under the uncanny.
"So heavy, so heavy..."
Zhang Ruyue wailed, every step was a burden to her, she wished she could get rid of the photos on her body as soon as possible, she looked at the people on the street, looking for help.
"Help me, help me."
Some people will respond to Zhang Ruyue, and some people will not.
If someone responds, Zhang Ruyue will take out the photo with one hand, hand it to the person, and then thank him for his help.
If no one responds, Zhang Ruyue will quietly walk up to the person like a thief, insert the photo into his pocket, wallet, or even put it directly on his hand. The victim will only think that there is a photo suddenly on his body. And was unaware of Zhang Ruyue's actions.
She walked all the way, handing out the photos in her hand like handouts, just like a ghost invisible to others, looking for victims without scruples.
This move is undoubtedly very inefficient. Many people will throw away the photos after receiving them for no reason. The discarded photos will appear on her body again, and she will give the recycled photos to others in a cycle.
But this is not entirely a failure.
Some people suddenly saw the existence of the photo and exclaimed that they were favored by God and were finally blessed by the photo. They did not believe in the official words and deeds, but only believed in their own judgment.
Some people have lost the courage to live and are seeking death. When they see the photos, they want to have a better time before they die.
Some are just beggars. They have nothing to lose. When the photos appear, everything is a gift.
This useless act still has its meaning. People and spiders are suffering from the pain of taking photos 24 hours a day. Naturally, they are looking for ways to reduce the number of photos 24 hours a day.
"Help me...help me..."
Zhang Ruyue stood at the intersection. This time, she stopped. She opened her mouth and said to the man:
"can you help me?"
The man who was over fifty years old looked at the scene in front of him, his body trembled, and he said with fear:
"what are you."
"Can you see me?"
Zhang Ruyue was a little confused. This was a scene she had never seen before, but soon she realized that the person in front of her had already received the photo and could no longer help her bear the photo.
He has no value to her.
With faltering steps, Zhang Ruyue was about to leave.
"stop!"
The man's voice seemed particularly trembling. He stood under the streetlight, his shadow trembling in the light. He stopped in front of Zhang Ruyue, took out a gun from behind, pulled the barrel of the gun, and then pointed it at Zhang Ruyue.
He is a registered member of the Anchor Point Project. Fortunately, at this time, he still has a gun and the ability to stop all this.
He had already returned home from get off work, but he didn't expect that he would encounter such a disgusting thing on the way to the painter.
He realized that even weirder changes were taking place in Bincheng.
"I can't let you go anymore, you will harm more people, many people..."
But Zhang Ruyue ignored her at all. She struggled to lift her limbs. In her flesh and blood, new photos were taking root, and the heavier burden made every step extremely difficult for her.
"Since you are like this, don't blame me. In your next life, be a good person."
"Bang bang bang!"
Six gunshots rang out, and the man aimed at Zhang Ruyue's head and shot. Blood splattered and dyed Zhang Ruyue's face red.
The man emptied his magazine and hit all the hits.
"ah!!!"
Screams sounded, Zhang Ruyue wailed, like a collapsed beast, huffing and puffing breathing came from his mouth, six bullet holes appeared all over her body, some in the arms, some in the body, she His eyes also turned scarlet from pain.
But the man froze, a huge fear rising from his heart.
No...this isn't right.
All six of the man's bullets clearly hit Zhang Ruyue's head, but why were the bullet holes...not on Zhang Ruyue's face?
Bullet holes were in the arms, in the body, in the sarcoma, in the neck... except where they should be.
Along with the moan, Zhang Ruyue's body began to heal again, and the speed was very fast. The bullets quickly hit the ground, and her body returned to its original appearance, but the pain still remained on her face.
"Huhuhu..."
Men understand.
This is the power to heal... Taoist believers.
In addition to common sense, Taoist believers...the combination of the two forms a human spider, which has undergone new changes. It can not only transmit photos, but also cause unreasonable damage.
This means that although she will receive damage, the feedback of the damage will not appear on the body according to common sense.
The man thought of something terrible.
The monster in front of him is no longer something he can solve. He needs to pass the information to other anchor points, and then the other anchor points tell the world.
He turned around, ran as hard as he could, and then took out his mobile phone. The light of the mobile phone illuminated his pale face. He pressed the keyboard quickly to transmit what was happening in front of him.
But the murderous intention has already arrived.
The Spinal Sword spat out from Zhang Ruyue's throat, and quietly crawled behind the man in the darkness of the night, and while the man was running, he suddenly slashed towards his calf.
Once, twice, three times...
Obviously the sword cut his calf, but wounds appeared in all directions on the man's body, including his chest, arms, cheeks, and... his throat.
"Crack."
The blood was surging, and the man fell to the ground helplessly. His eyes became blurry and blurred. He looked at the monster that was getting further away in front of him. He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it, but he couldn't grab anything.
The air he sucked in seeped out from the holed trachea, and blood stained the ground red. His consciousness became more and more blurred, and his eyes looked at the screen of his mobile phone with the last flash of light.
It was a large group of five hundred people.
The latest message in the group is a signal from a man, and the content is——
"Taoist Immortal, beyond common sense, dangerous."
