Thinking of my long-awaited grandmother and my mother, who was about to face the pain of losing her husband, my heart ached like a knife. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I looked at my father, who was wearing heavy armor, with tears in my eyes, and my mind was in a state of confusion, and I couldn't describe what it was like to feel in words.

Father-killing, this is something that only a person who has lost his conscience can do, even if it is manslaughter, it cannot be forgiven, not to let the law or let others forgive him, but he cannot forgive himself.

At this moment, I thought of death, and only death is the way to liberation. Like a cramped loach, I fell to my knees with weakness, and slowly reached for the hatchet, ready to give myself a good time.

I didn't dare to look at the bloody scene of the brains bursting, so I grabbed the handle of the axe with both hands and tugged hard.

There was a "bang", and the hatchet was pulled out along with the brass helmet, and a crack was split on the top of the helmet, and the blade of the axe was stuck in half, and due to the very hard texture of both, the blade also appeared several gaps.

Unlike what I imagined, there was no blood on the axe blade and helmet, and just when I felt strange, there was movement next to me, and I turned my head to see my father shaking his head vigorously, and then he supported the ground with his hands, and it took a lot of effort to sit up.

Although my axe didn't hit his head directly, the force really shook him out of his mind, and it took a little time to slow down his eyes and regain focus.

"Okay, you're a kid, it's good that I reacted quickly, and I was almost chopped up by you!" Dad was so angry that he reprimanded, "What are you running? It hurt me to chase after him for a long time. ”

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, I didn't know if I was crying or laughing, it should be ugly anyway.

After I calmed down a little, I said, "We thought you were here to hunt us down in this dress, and you didn't make a sound to explain, by the way, what are you doing like this?" You took this from the dried corpse? ”

Dad sighed, "Do you think I want to, I became like this because I was hit by the trap." ”

I carried Yu Aiting and Uncle Liu, who were in a coma, to the edge of the cliff and lay against the wall, and then my father told him what happened to him.

Ever since he broke into the underpass, he has been in the same yellow skin as we are, and he almost strangled himself to death in a daze. Fortunately, at that time, two armored samurai suddenly appeared, but under the darkness, my father didn't know what was going on, guessing that the armored samurai and the yellow skin clashed, and only heard the sound of a fight, and it was because of the appearance of the armored samurai that my father broke free from the illusion and picked up a life.

Then he heard the screams of several yellow-skinned people fleeing in defeat, he realized the danger, turned around and ran headless to the top of the corridor, but he accidentally pushed open a secret door, planted in one head, and then couldn't move as if he had been poisoned.

All he remembered was a pair of shining thief eyes staring at him, and he soon passed out.

When he woke up, he had layers of armor all over his body, and his eyes were able to see at night.

At this moment, he saw a shriveled corpse lying beside him, the corpse's mouth was wide open, and a hairless and smooth yellow skin slowly came out of the mouth of the dried corpse and was crawling towards his father's mouth.

Dad immediately understood that this yellow skin was treating his body as a 'new home' and was moving in. He knew that once the yellow skin got into his brain, he would immediately become a walking corpse, and from then on, as the carrier of the yellow skin, fortunately, his father had strong willpower and woke up early at the critical moment. The short sword in his hand had been lost at some point, and at this time he couldn't care about anything else, so he pinched the neck of the yellow skin directly behind him, and with a little force, the hairless yellow skin was directly pinched and exploded.

Now my father knew that after wearing this armor, he could not only see at night, but also have the powerful power of the armor samurai, although it was very bizarre, but I had to admit that these did happen to him.

He looked around, and saw that the place was actually a burial chamber, and there was a sarcophagus in the burial chamber, and around the sarcophagus were stone statues of some guards, some of them lying to the ground, and some of them still standing.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, and fearing that we would be in danger when we chased him in, so he picked up a hatchet from among the burial goods and walked out of the secret door.

When he saw that we were being chased by another armored samurai, he did not hesitate to chop up the armored samurai, and wanted to approach us, but found that we did not recognize him at all, but after he put on the helmet, he became simply mute, and wanted to speak but could not speak at all, and was secretly anxious, seeing that we were running away in a panic, he was too slow to move, so he had to kick the candle on the ground to our feet, and then followed behind us.

And on the cliff, seeing that I couldn't get out, he had to fight with the group of yellow skins, but fortunately with this armor, the yellow skins had no way to take him, and the next thing was to jump down the chain and beat Huang Xiangu away.

After listening to this, I couldn't help but smack my tongue, twisted the broken helmet and looked at it, "Can you still have night vision after this helmet is removed?" ”

"I can't." Dad shook his head and said: "This helmet is like being banned or cursed by some kind, you can protect yourself well after wearing it, and you have the ability to see at night, but you can't speak, and you can't take it off, I don't think the biggest role of these things is to cultivate dead soldiers, it is a common trick in ancient times, and when refining these things, there must be some kind of magic cast by a master like a monk or a national teacher." ”

I've only seen this statement on TV and in novels, but I didn't expect such a mysterious master to exist. I laboriously pulled out the short axe, and then slowly pried open the whole set of armor on my father's body, and just when I was busy, Uncle Liu woke up.

"You ...... What's going on? Uncle Liu first glanced at it, then widened his eyes and said, "Brother Dongyuan, you are the armored warrior with a short axe?" ”

"Yes, Dad, tell him again, or he won't understand."

Dad sighed and had to speak again. Since taking the petals of the Jizo Snow Lotus, Uncle Liu's mental state has returned to normal, and he was about to say something after listening with interest, but he heard Yu Aiting's voice coming from the side, "Uncle, are you ......?"

"......" Dad was speechless, looking at me so helplessly for the first time, I said, "Don't you see that I'm busy, you can tell me again." ”

Dad rolled his eyes, his head was directly clubbed against the cliff, and he flicked.