My pet owner is not simple [unlimited stream]

The foggy sky remained the same, as if even the light did not change, like a dark cloud hanging over the world that showed no sign of dissipating.

In the village, on the street, the high platforms are bright and bright, and bright colored papers are pasted from house to house. On the road, there are still red paper notes left by the villagers for family celebrations, and the remains of melons and fruits used for sacrifices.

The strange thing is that on the ground, there are villagers in simple and uniform clothes lying in disorder.Some of them seemed to be walking, and then fell down, face down, firmly pressed to the ground.Some villagers even held things in their hands, some doing farm work, arranging celebrations, and distributing fruits and snacks.

Everyone, as if at a certain point in time, lost the ability to move at the same time, like a group of corpses that can only breathe.

However, in the direction closest to the north, a stumbling figure slowly appeared.The man's hair was mixed black and white, hanging down in a mess, and the original upright bun almost drooped to his shoulders along with the hair.His face was thin, his complexion was blue, and the blackness of his eyes almost spread to the entire eyeball.

As if he couldn't control his hands and feet, he finally fell to the ground with a slap, and his right knee made a dull cracking sound.However, when he looked up, his face was still very cold, as if he was just a puppet for the flustered person he played.

Click, click, click.

As the person approached, the sound of joints loosening gradually sounded nearby.The corpse-like villagers on the side of the road suddenly moved again, like a machine that had finally been wound up, and slowly and stiffly got up from the ground.

"Great, priest." The villagers stood up again and lowered their heads stiffly, respecting like a baby.

The high priest ignored it, but rushed to the center of the village in a dazed crawl and run. On the high platform, a little bit of excitement finally appeared on his skinny and numb face, but soon, the trace of emotion dissipated. Fear and despair remained.

"God, my god... no, my god, where are you going!" The high priest seemed to be crazy, and his thin hands covered his face tightly, sinking deeply into the old bark-like skin , "The group of outsiders? No, the gods accepted the outsiders before!"

"It seems that your village is very used to tricking foreigners in and giving them to that big monster to eat." With a clear voice, Gu Zhoushan walked down from the direction of the mountain.

After Gu Zhoushan and Huanfeng left the crypt, they found themselves halfway up the mountain on the other side of the village.Before, when Gu Zhoushan searched everywhere in and out of the mountains, he did find that there was an exit leading to the crypt here.They hurried down the mountain, just in time to see the previous scene.

The people in the whole village turned out to be living dead under the control of that high priest? !

No, maybe, this high priest is also controlled by something, and he can no longer be called a human being.

Gu Zhoushan looked at the high priest in front of him, no matter how hysterical he was, he couldn't see the slightest expression on his face, and felt a little suffocated.

"Impossible...! How can you still be alive? Impossible!" The high priest hunched his body and scratched his hair vigorously with his fingers. Only his eyes revealed madness, "Impossible! It must be you damn outsiders , What method was used to deceive the gods!"

Following the ferocious roar of the high priest, the villagers walking stiffly nearby seemed to gain some momentum in an instant, and turned their heads in unison, staring at the two of them with dark and blue pupils, and walked in unison. come over.

Gu Zhoushan twitched his lips, looked at the scene of zombies besieging a city in front of him, and thought to himself, he finally realized that these people are simply a group of walking corpses controlled by others. The way they move is obviously similar to that in human society. The puppets controlled by silk threads in the puppet show are exactly the same.

In the past, he didn't seem to have a good solution to these things, but now Gu Zhoushan is different.

Gu Zhoushan took a deep breath, stopped Huan Feng's slow clapping hands, and rushed forward quickly.The power of the seal obtained from the water condensed at his fingertips.

Passing through the extremely stiff puppets flexibly, Gu Zhoushan kept tapping these people with his fingers. It didn't take much time. In this village with a small population, all the villagers who stood up were killed by Gu Zhoushan. contacted again.

It was like pressing the pause button, and everyone froze in place, becoming real puppets. No matter how the high priest drove them, they didn't move at all.

The anger in the high priest's eyes gradually turned into fear, and he quickly changed several actions, but the ability of Bailing, who had tried a hundred times before, had no effect this time.

"No, it's impossible... This is a magic technique, this is the power bestowed on me by the gods! A mere outsider, how can it be, how can it be..." The high priest collapsed and collapsed on the ground, squeezing his fingers one after another. He cut his hair and scratched the top of his head, dripping with blood, disgusting and horrible.It's completely unimaginable, but a few hours ago, the high priest was still a majestic middle-aged man who had controlled the lifeline of the entire mountain village for several years and was extremely particular about his words and deeds.

"A good person, why do you believe in that kind of monster and give your compatriots to eat that kind of thing?" Gu Zhoushan shook his head, "Well, maybe it's no wonder to you. You and these things are what you want, and you can even do whatever you want. The villagers turned into livestock and slaughtered are no different, they are all puppets controlled by that monster."

At this time, the high priest could no longer hear a single word spoken by others.

Gu Zhoushan's finger lit up slightly, and it lightly landed on the high priest who had no resistance.The crazy and poor middle-aged man froze, and together with the surrounding villagers, he turned into a colorful statue.

"Huh?" Just as Gu Zhoushan was about to let go, he suddenly sensed a strange voice that seemed to be calling.

At this time, a big white and powerful hand reached out from the side, and wiped the high priest's forehead, a piece of reflective gravel that was too fine to notice on a sunny day fell down and landed in Huan Feng's palm.

"Ah, this is...!" Gu Zhoushan was startled.

"Well, there is also a fragment on his body." Huan Feng admitted generously.As soon as he turned his palm, that tiny mirror fragment disappeared into nowhere.

That mirror shard is a small piece that the spider spirit peeled off from the big shard in his body, right?No wonder, this high priest looks like an ordinary human being, yet he has so many strange abilities.Gu Zhoushan nodded suddenly.

As the shards of the reincarnation mirror on the high priest's body peeled off, the abilities derived from the shards in his body were also sealed, and he gradually revealed his original appearance.His hair became more and more gray and dry, falling off from the few remaining scalps, and the wrinkled skin quickly became mottled, dimmed into black, and shattered into black ash. When the breeze moved, his body was blown away like plant ash. In the air, there is only one bone that has survived for an unknown number of years.

The high priest who kept the villagers in captivity was just an immortal who survived only by relying on the power of the "god".When the power that does not belong to him is peeled off, he will return to his original shape, become a dry bone, and return to his original appearance at this time.

The powder that the high priest's body shattered into was gathered in the air, part of it flew into the distance, and part of it enveloped Gu Zhoushan and Huan Feng.

Gu Zhoushan felt a burst of joy in his heart. He felt that this story was finally over, and he could finally return to that normal and bright world again.

He took Huan Feng's hand and was waiting for the last minute to come when he suddenly sensed something and looked back.

A few dry and thin figures came out from the various rooms outside with a little stuttering.Pairs of not so dull eyes looked at Gu Zhoushan.

One of the children suddenly opened his mouth and said a few words silently.

— help us.

The darkness covered Gu Zhoushan's sight.

……

The strangers left, but the situation they had created did not return to the way it was.At the door of the house with several holes, the standing child still raised his head, staring blankly at the place where Gu Zhoushan disappeared, without moving for a long time.

In the streets where the silence was so extreme that the air seemed to freeze, a small, transparent figure appeared faintly.

She has fair skin, black hair like a waterfall, and her arms are like lotus joints, shiny and tender, shining with white light.Walking on the foggy street, among a group of corpse-like crowd, she seemed like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, out of tune with this filthy world.

It was the little girl Zhizhi's older sister, Yaya.

The children who were less than waist height opened their eyes, finally looked away, and walked into their respective rooms stiffly.On the street, as the girl walked, people who had turned into statues moved again, with crackling noises between their joints, and stood up one by one, picked up the hoes on the ground, picked up the broken ones The melons and fruits continue to celebrate the festival before.

Yaya narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the space in the middle, where the outsiders disappeared at the end, her immature face had a gloomy expression that didn't match her age at all.

"Trash!" Tong Sheng scolded fiercely.Ya Ya turned her back and casually pointed to an adult man standing beside her, a very fine mirror fragment flashed past her fingertips.

The man who seemed to be still in his prime knelt on the ground in a moment of wailing, as if he was enduring great pain, his canthus was cracked, and his veins burst out.The skin on his body gradually shrank, turning into dry lines like an old tree.

Silk threads swam in the air, and a set of delicate clothes that were completely different from the rough linen shirts worn by the surrounding villagers suddenly appeared on the man.

There was fear in the children's eyes, but soon, as if they had forgotten everything, childlike smiles appeared on their faces again, and they walked out of the dark room.The men carried wooden stakes, and the women distributed melons and fruits, all of which seemed to have never happened, and they were still carrying out the annual celebration.

The well-dressed man lowered his head, followed behind Yaya respectfully and eagerly, and walked slowly towards the original high priest's house.

……

Gu Zhoushan once again dreamed of the scene after they left.

His eyes snapped open, his mind troubled by the fog just now.

The one who pulled Gu Zhoushan out of his sluggishness was Huan Feng, whose face was as red as fire and whose body was so hot that he could fry an egg.

The author has something to say: Then Gu Zhoushan cracked an egg on Huanfeng's body.

And chopped green onions.

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Youzhi; 1 bottle of Mu Moran;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!