A row of humanoid puppets are led by invisible threads across mountains and rivers, following closely behind the mysterious man in white. The man in white walked in front with the piano in his arms, stretched out his hand to pluck the falling branches, and casually glanced at the few humans who suddenly appeared behind him. There was a slight hint of amusement in his white eyes, but there was no expression on his face.

Everyone lowered their heads, very obedient and quiet.

Very good. The man in white raised the corners of his mouth slightly without moving, and continued to walk forward.

While walking, chattering.

"No one has been here in years, and it's not easy for you little ones to come here. I just found out that there is a little phoenix among you, could it be that the elders of the family asked you to go back to your hometown to have a look?"

"There are very few people in this world, there are only five of you, and two of you are human beings. How did you get in? How dare you break in?"

"Do you know what this place is? Didn't the adults in the family tell you that this is a place where you can't go back?"

"It's really unbelievable!"

"But I and Zhonggu have been here for so many years, and no one has been drinking with me, but today I have someone to accompany me. ”

I didn't expect this man in white to be a chatterbox, and he started to speak non-stop along the way. Not only to entertain themselves, but also to ask and answer themselves.

Xie Jiuli thought to himself, sure enough, he has been alone in this barren mountain for a long time, and the degree of psychological perversion is simply impressive. It's a pity that each of them is controlled by him, and their hands and feet are not their own. The legs are moving, but the hands are stiff, and the posture of bending over and hanging the head is painful and numb, and only wood remains. In addition to the mind can also control itself, it is like the soul is packed into the body of a puppet.

Mo Tutu was too uncomfortable because of the numbness of his body, and his eyes were red with tears. Even if you are psychologically strong, you can't withstand the body's instinctive reaction and physiological collapse.

Xie Jiuli and the others kept an eerie silence for a long time, and only the chattering voice of the man in white echoed in the entire mountain forest. For Xie Jiuli and the others, the numbness of the body and the noise in the ears combined, and every second was like Ling Chi being executed, and the pain was unbearable.

Crossing a path, a thatched hut appeared in front of everyone. Of course, Xie Jiuli and they couldn't see the thatched hut. I just suddenly found that my footsteps stopped in place, and I didn't continue to move forward. Coincidentally, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, thinking that although they didn't know what would happen next, the torture they had suffered now was finally over.

The next moment, Xie Jiuli and the others found that the initiative of the body had returned to themselves! It's just that the return at this time was far less happy than the pain after regaining the initiative. Under every inch of skin, there seemed to be countless ants wriggling and biting, and the uncontrollable trembling could not be reduced by half a point no matter how much resistance was made.

After a long time, Xie Jiuli slowly regained his normal feeling, and finally had the strength to try to slowly straighten his waist.

There was a pond in front of the thatched hut, and the man in white stood on the edge of the pond with a contemplative expression.

Xie Jiuli looked at him, and the man in white seemed to be able to see it, and said, "You children, if you don't give you a little hard taste, you will never have a long memory." ”

Xie Jiuli: "......"

Although the people were no longer physically restrained, they still did not dare to act rashly.

After a moment, the man in white, who didn't hear the voice, suddenly sneered and said, "You guys are really ......"

He said, "This is Fengju Mountain?"

The man in white looked back at him, his seeping white eyes looked at the black hole in the eye frame, and asked without answering, "Where are your eyes?"

He frowned, this was probably one of the most annoying questions in his life. "You're not asking, that's not what I'm going to answer. ”

The man in white made a sudden look: "Ao, it turns out that it is not a good past." After a pause, he said, "This is Fengju Mountain." ”

"Who are you?"

The man in white thought about it carefully when he heard this, as if he was asking about someone else's matter. After a while, he said, "Who am I?...... It's been so long that I've forgotten who I am......"

Mo Tutu finally couldn't help but choke back: "You are such a strange person, you even forgot what your name is, what else can you remember?"

Mo Tutu burst out a sentence coldly, and Wei Xiaoan almost felt his heart stop for half a second when he heard Mo Tutu speak. He reached out and grabbed Mo Tutu's wrist, and even he didn't know that he was holding it so hard.

Mo Tutu really shut up instantly, and was about to tell Wei Xiaoan pitifully that his wrist hurt and let him lighten it. But when he saw that the blood on Wei Xiao'an's entire face had faded cleanly and was as pale as paper, he suddenly couldn't say anything. She pursed her lips, the light in her eyes dimming. Why is she always worrying Wei Xiaoan?

The man in white didn't care, but he didn't answer. He just looked at the lake in front of him and said slowly: "What are you doing in Fengju Mountain, I'm not interested." But I have two options for you. ”

Xie Jiuli was slightly stunned, but the man in white didn't mean to listen to them. I saw him then said: "The first choice, be enslaved by me, one day I am in a good mood, maybe I will let you go down the mountain." The second option, as long as you get out of my place, whether you go down the mountain or up the mountain, you are all dead. ”

Enslavement may be possible for a lifetime, but it will live.

You can also leave alive, as long as you step out of this place, what awaits Xie Jiuli and the others is a dead end.

These two options may seem like choices, but in reality they are no choice at all. Either way, you can't choose either.

“......”

The crowd did not speak, and the man in white did not urge.

Xie Jiuli looked at the man in white with a seemingly narrow smile on his lips, and the unhappiness in his heart became more and more vigorous. It's like there's an uncontrollable emotion that wants to burst out of the body. But he can't, he must refrain in front of this man who doesn't know the depth and can't deal with it, and can't bring unnecessary trouble to others.

Although it seems that their situation is indeed troublesome.

At this time, Qian Qian suddenly spoke: "I have a question for you. ”

The man in white looked at him, his white pupils empty, "You ask." ”

It was surprisingly easy to speak. Qian Ji was slightly stunned, and then continued: "Since this is Fengju Mountain, then ......" Qian Ji paused and said: "Fei Mo Ke is on this Fengju Mountain?"

The white pupils trembled slightly, and the man in white looked at the man in confusion: "Who are you talking about?"

He repeated, "Non-ink." ”

The two words were extremely clear, but they seemed to deepen the confusion of the man in white. His face was full of questions, frowning back and forth at the five people in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief. It took him a while before he said, "Why do you know this name?"