In fact, Su Ding had already guessed the identity of the middle-aged man.

After the car accident that year, he was sent to a welfare home.

In his memory, loved ones were a distant noun.

If I have to say it, probably the bald dean who always likes to find reasons to deduct funds and fill his own pockets is one of them.

Su Ding, who was tortured by life and people's hearts, was abnormally Buddhist, and had already seen everything.

If he followed the trajectory of his previous life, he might have quietly ended up quietly on a quiet night where he couldn't hear evil thoughts.

Anyway, at least in this world, Su Ding finally couldn't hear the evil of those people's hearts!

It's worth floating.

Peace returned to the house.

It took Su Ding a while to get himself out of that stinking memory.

Su Ding, who has heard too much about the evil of people's hearts, is very insecure in his heart, and he is also full of distrust of others.

In any case, he always likes to keep himself as informed as possible to avoid accidents.

Summing up the incident just now, we can actually find a lot of interesting things.

It seems that his predecessor fell into a coma or even died because he saw the 'worship idol' at home.

Later, during the conversation between the cheap dad and the girl, he also mentioned several unclear words such as mental pollution and spiritual degradation many times.

Isn't there something in this world that will inevitably be 404 if you say it?

Another thing that makes people feel a little uneasy is that the other party seems to believe in themselves too easily, I really don't know if this old brother is nervous or has other ideas.

Su Ding began to study everything around him with great interest.

Rule 1: The refresh point at the beginning of the game is always the best place to learn about the new world.

The room was messy, and there were a lot of things with a magical Chinese style.

For example, a set of copper tea sets inlaid with tiny gears are placed on the coffee table reconstructed from black iron pipes with a diameter of half a meter, blue and white porcelain is placed on one side of the sofa wrapped in yellow cowhide patches, and a gas lamp with a ghostly dim light on the side wall is carved with delicate jasmine patterns.

Just now, Su Ding also saw the iron red lantern hanging outside the door and the couplet written with a handful of regular brushes.

On the south wall is an ink painting in the middle of which stands a steel factory with black smoke billowing out.

Tsk, the environmental awareness of this world is really poor, don't you know that lucid waters and lush mountains are invaluable assets?

Su Ding turned his gaze to the other side, which was where he was sober.

A mattress mat spread on the floor.

The mattress is painted with intricate and strange patterns.

Obviously, this mattress has a very good place!

Like a shroud that can't afford a coffin, so it's used to wrap the body and throw it into the wilderness to feed the wild dogs?

"That's how you treat patients, am I really your own son?" Su Ding complained as he opened the door casually.

The windows of this room were closed, and the room was pitch black.

Su Ding now learned to sell, fumbled to open the gas knob under the dashboard at the door, and then used a match to light the gas lamp on the side wall.

The sound of snorting gas was accompanied by the burning of blue flames, and the room suddenly lit up.

This is supposed to be a studio, and one wall is filled with metal tools of various sizes and unknown functions.

On the other side is a workbench.

The workbench is lined with messy parts and a half-finished metal axle.

It is worth noting that the metal axle is engraved with delicate carvings.

Su Ding's memory is not bad, and similar carvings seem to appear in his shroud...... on the mat.

Su Ding curiously picked up the metal wheel axle, and between the two metal rings, one large and one small, were eighteen rounded metal balls.

The metal ball is stuck in the groove between the metal rings, which in turn prevents the two metal rings from detaching from each other.

He rubbed the carved lines on it, and there was a slight tingling sensation in his fingertips as if they had been pricked by needles.

Su Ding hurriedly put things down.

Novice rule 2: Newcomers must not die in an unfamiliar environment.

Just as he was about to leave, Su Ding found several clumps of waste paper in the trash can under the table.

In line with the principle of killing and not missing, Su Ding pinched out a few pieces of paper and flattened them.

The handwriting on it and the couplet outside the door are clearly written by the same person.

"To, Bolt Town Circular Iron Nail Street, Mr. Li Tiezhu. ”

What a novelty place, what a rustic name!

"Tiezhu my friend, see the words as faces. I have performed three 'auspicious' rituals this month, but none of them have been answered, and I am afraid that the demon lord of worship has abandoned me. The date of the order is getting closer and closer, and the sacrificial items of the 'auspicious' rite have been exhausted, and if there is no longer a response, I am afraid that the more dangerous 'bin' or 'jia' rites will be carried out......"

Behind are some worries and details of the ceremony, which Su Ding still can't understand for the time being.

Worshipping the demon lord is probably worshipping the idol of the god.

Su Ding frowned, his cheap dad didn't seem to be an ordinary person.

And there are a few keywords mentioned in it that are very interesting.

Courtesy!

There are 'five rites' in China, which are divided into auspicious, fierce, military, guest, and Jia.

Rites were born from Zhou, and were a series of rituals that were extended to similar religious sacrifices in the early days of China.

It represents the highest code of conduct in ancient times.

The letter mentioned Li many times and the demon lord had to make Su Ding have an unbelievable idea.

Isn't it possible that the so-called demon lord in this world communicates with humans through 'rites'?

With this thought, Su Ding opened the second letter.

"To, the director of the Bolt Town Ball Bearing Factory, Lord Wang Fugui. ”

Su Ding: "......"

He should be glad that his name didn't change to Su Gou leftover, soda or something like that after the crossing.

"The rich lord is above, and Su Ergou is terrified. Your order may be delayed for about a week due to a small accident, and we have tried to solve it as soon as possible, so please rest assured. Two dog wheel and axle workshop, quality assurance ......"

Su Ding silently apologized to Tiezhu and the two rich brothers, compared to his cheap father Su Ergou, the names of these two are simply Yangchun Baixue.

Cheap dad seems to have encountered some kind of crisis, and it seems that the so-called order is related to the worship of the demon lord.

But Su Ding couldn't figure out what it had to do with it.

The third letter.

Su Ding finally saw the content related to himself.

"Iron pillar my friend. There was a heartache today, and Wu'er Xiaoding inadvertently saw the true face of the demon lord and fell unconscious. Can the idol, which has lost the attention of the Demon Lord, be so powerful? This can't help but make me think of a very bad possibility-'Calamity'!

The letter was crumpled before it was finished.

Born with low mental resistance?

So your predecessor was because I looked at you in the crowd more, and I couldn't get up from lying down again?

Su Ding was amazed.

He finally looked at the ominous object covered by a red cloth in the dark corner of the room.

In fact, when he first walked into the room, he felt a strong feeling of being looked at coldly, but according to the second rule of the novice, Su Ding deliberately ignored this strange cold feeling.

He was sure that the end of his predecessor was obviously inseparable from what was under the red cloth.

Is that what it means to worship the Golem?