East Soul Street, District 76 "Different Bone".

Barefoot, patched gray clothes, white cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife, Qinghe walked on the scorching earth... He looks like a young swordsman.

All sorts of eyes swept over him, and no one lingered too much... There is a murderous aura in this man.

Camouflage is a must... Qing and used any door to go directly to the North 76 District, and it took less than 1 day to get here.

"I'm really not used to being barefoot..."

Qinghe grinned, and used some means to ask where he came from... Since the 50th District, Soul Street has begun to be polarized.

After the 60th district, no one will have shoes to wear... Even straw sandals.

Walking through the dense old housing complex, Qinghe gradually walked towards a desolate place... In this area, you can see spirits leaning against the walls everywhere.

Their eyes are blank, their clothes are ragged, and they are skinny... Just look at the sky and quietly wait for death to come.

Qinghe is getting heavier and heavier the more he goes... But there was a voice in his heart that kept urging him: You can't save these people who have given up on themselves, go quickly.

"Water... water..."

A faint call sounded, making Kiyowa stop... The young man lying on the ground, his raised face twisted in pain.

Qinghe took out the bamboo tube and put it to his mouth... Knock, knock.

After gulping down the water, he looked a little more energetic... But the desperation in the black eyes still did not subside at all.

"Little brother... Please, give me a good time. He pleaded.

"Why... Don't choose to live. Qinghe asked knowingly.

"This isn't for me... I heard that you can be reincarnated if you die here, please... I don't have the courage to kill myself, help me. ”

Seiwa nodded... It is true that the soul will be cast into this world after death, but it will be a pure and immaculate soul, and he will no longer be himself.

"Even if it's not you anymore, can you accept it?" Qinghe has done popular science on this living soul.

"Come on." He only has requests.

Knort... Poof—straight to the heart, and the pain is over in an instant.

Seiwa turned and left... Even if he "kills" here, no one will look away: if he stays here for a long time, even his heart will be "corroded".

Qinghe didn't have much sympathy for this... Although life is difficult, as long as you work hard, there will always be a chance.

For Qinghe: Even if he lives a very embarrassing, bad, and unsatisfactory life because of this... But isn't being alive the greatest luck in itself?

……

On the edge of Area 76, a dilapidated but clean-cleaned shrine has emerged.

Kiyowa glanced at the stone carvings outside the door... It is a huge arm holding a "cloth band" in the shape of a ring, and in the very center of the back of the hand is an open eye—exactly like the pattern in the book.

"Whew..."

An inexplicable premonition appeared: Qinghe had a strong urge at this time... There's definitely something in there.

Squeak - push open the heavy wooden door, the sunlight pours in, nothing happens, and no one exists.

Qinghe held the slashing knife behind his back in his right hand, and his body tensed... Take a slow step.

Where the light doesn't shine, darkness envelops everything, and the weird thing is... He couldn't see any of it.

Smack... Qinghe mobilized the red artillery of No. 31 to dispel the darkness in the shrine.

In the center of the shrine, the statue of the deity appears as described in the book: black carvings, pillars twisted upwards like lines, and at the top are three millstone-sized circles, with a one-eyed alien aboriginal god in the center.

After Qinghe saw the statue completely clearly, the system took the initiative to pop up:

"Blasphemer": Attacks an idol in any form.

Reward: Phase 2, Liberation of the Swastika.

"When I enter the shrine, I don't worship God, but let me die..."

Qinghe doesn't feel any power in the shrine... But that doesn't mean the system can't find out.

Some cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Qinghe rarely hesitated... He only needs to solve it now, and a ghost path can be smashed over, and he can get the understanding that he has been thinking about countless days and nights, and longing for the extreme!

But is there really no danger in this? To know... This is the Spirit King's arm.

The moment the system appeared, it meant that the "legends" that Qinghe saw had all become "reality".

"I'm afraid of a ball... People die in the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years!"

Although he was still a little apprehensive, Qinghe didn't think that the system would send him to death... If this is the case, then why should we be in awe of the "God" in front of us?

"Disperse the fog, truth... Thirty-three of the broken road, the fire falls. ”

The moment the blue light appeared on Kiyowa's fingertips... An abrupt voice came from behind him: squeak-bang!

The door of the shrine was closed, and the ghost path of Qinghe's fingertips had just been sent out, and it was swallowed up by the shadow of darkness... Deep darkness appeared, and the whole world of Qinghe fell to a standstill.

As if time had stopped, Qinghe stood still, unable to even roll his eyes: only his mind could move.

Burst... A circle of candlesticks around the edge of the idol lit up on their own initiative, dispelling the darkness once again.

The idol that should have been still in it "came to life", the black body twisted, and in the circle like the "head", a white gap appeared in a single eye socket, and the black eyeball in it twisted slightly and stopped in the center.

Kiyowa knows... He was looking at Himself.

"You deserve to be punished." His consciousness went directly to Qinghe's mind.

Qinghe's thoughts fluctuated... Isn't it just fun?

The black monocular floated and rushed over... It's about to come into contact with Kiyowa's body.

"Hey, hey, hey... You're a little bit moving?! If you don't die, you lose your skin if you are touched, right??"

Qinghe shouted in his heart, but he didn't get any response... Until the one-eyed native god came into contact with his body like this.

The lit candle is extinguished, and the world is plunged into darkness by the pure mind... Truth suddenly burst forth with a fiery red glow that dispelled the darkness: the entire spirit of Pure Peace, including Truth itself, was encased in some kind of black substance, as if to punish him in some way.

The figure on the surface of truth changes for the second time... The sun, the trunk, the ring, the roots appear.

Once again, the "door" is open... The small black hand that appeared grabbed the darkness and dragged it inside the door.

The one-eyed native god seemed to sense the crisis, and the eyes of his pupils turned to the truth, and the darkness began to fade from Qinghe's body.

This retreat seems to infuriate the truth... Halfway through the silent opening of the door, countless small black hands that made people's scalps tingle swarmed out, frantically enveloping the entire darkness of the one-eyed indigenous god incarnation and dragging it inside.

Naturally, the one-eyed native god will not be restrained and will begin to resist... The darkness swelled, as if trying to break through the barrier of small black hands.

The little black hand kept tearing at His power, and every time he tore off a piece of "darkness", he would return to the door... The door above the truth will open a little more, and more little black hands will pour out.