overjoyed

To Ming four years.

Li Shuo is dead.

Half a year ago, on a full moon day, a few strong men in the village got drunk and urinated in the woods. They were accidentally attacked by a monkey with a human face. In an instant, the smell of alcohol dissipated, and together they pressed the monkey with a human face to the ground. Broken leg.

The next day, the villagers found that Li Shuo had a broken leg, which was exactly the same as the leg broken by the strong man last night, and some of the strong man said that the monkey looked exactly like Li Shuo.

Because of this, Li Shuo was spurned by the villagers and said ugly things.

"Li Shuo has been thinking about becoming a god all day long, and even practiced a lot of strange witchcraft. I'm afraid he's really gone mad."

"It must be because of excessive greed and wild animal nature. This is the punishment given to him by the gods!"

"People have become monkeys, and they have to laugh out their front teeth hahahaha."

"..."

Then Li Shuo went crazy, he was really like a monkey, he was happy all day long, making people laugh, and in the end he couldn't speak well, he just climbed up the persimmon tree in front of his house and looked into the distance, wondering what he was looking at .

When a villager happened to pass by Li Shuo's house, he found that he had hanged himself on his precious persimmon tree with white silk.It was ugly, covered in monkey hair, purple in the face, and white in the eyes. Those who didn't know it thought it was a monkey that had been hanged.

Only four lines of characters were carved on the trunk——

Am I crazy?

No.

Who is crazy?

I don't know.

A few days later, someone added below -

Really don't know?

To Ming six years.

The whole army was wiped out in the frontier battle, and the dead bodies lay on the ground stained with blood and sand.

Drought came from the sky, and the people were in dire straits.

Once most people reach a desperate situation, they abandon all their beliefs and dispositions, and it is better to live on a full stomach than anything else.

Wei Lichen's temple had no one offering incense at the beginning, and the palace would not send people to bring things over.They all see with those eyes, and their eyes tell them that this god will not be saved, and when everyone is in suffering, they can only rely on themselves, with their own hands, to rob and steal.

All the valuables in the temple were robbed, even meals were not spared, Wei Lichen didn't care at all, sitting with disheveled hair, holding his usual hairband in his hand, as if he had died.

The villagers suddenly changed their minds. At the beginning, other people joined in, clamoring to kill Wei Lichen.

"The red pupils are the same color as the blood! It must be him that our army was defeated!"

"The scourge cannot stay!"

"It's all because of him that I'm in such a world today!"

"Kill him! After being buried alive for seven days, pour his blood on the ground, and there will be a good harvest in the coming year!"

Wei Lichen didn't come back to his senses until he was grabbed by the shoulders of the villagers. The piercing shout was full of resentment, lingering in his ears.

"Stop making noise." His voice was very low, almost like a mosquito buzzing.

The villagers held Wei Lichen tightly and dragged him towards the earth hole they had dug long ago, shouting and spitting flying.

"Stop arguing." Wei Lichen raised his decibel suddenly, hugged his head and shouted, "I said stop arguing!"

"One or two, living and dying, arguing endlessly! What is going on?"

The crowd completely ignored these words, and without stopping, they threw Wei Lichen into the hole with all their strength, and immediately buried the soil in it.The mud rushed into Wei Lichen's eye sockets recklessly, and then melted away under the red pupils, and his mouth and nose gradually disappeared.

It hurts.

So sad.

The only eye that was exposed was staring at the outside, and the cheers that sounded were particularly bad. The mother and daughter who had been saved by Wei Lichen before accidentally met this eye and quickly staggered away.

"Sacrificing to the gods, in exchange for the peace of the country and the people!"

What god?

Wei Lichen narrowed his eyes and laughed, it was really strange to laugh at these people.

"Ghost...Master Ghost! All, all of me are dedicated to you! My body, and even my dirty soul!" Before the last eye was completely buried, Wei Lichen's voice came out from the crack in the soil , "I just hope to wait for my beloved to come home!"

He has never been a god, and he has never heard the voice of a god, only the evil spirits from hell, howling and howling in his ears, crawling at his feet trying to drag him into hell together.

He went to comfort them, to comfort them, but they refused to let him go.

Why is it him?

He is obviously just an ordinary person.

He can't even escape, or these strange people will go crazy.

Just like now, running away like crazy.

Blood spurted from all around, and screams came and went, until finally there was no sound.In an instant, the soil broke open, and Wei Lichen crawled out with blood and tears.

The whole village was eeriely quiet, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

He stepped on the blood river step by step, came to the entrance of the village and knelt down.

Kneeling and sitting in this dark world from beginning to end.

Either after a long time, or after a short time——

The turbid yellow light broke through the dawn in the distance, and a figure inlaid in the sky emerged, Wei Lichen finally opened the corner of his mouth and smiled happily.

"You're back."

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