The half of the human face seemed to have been sprinkled with sulfuric acid, the face was covered with a white epidermis like edema, the bright red cheek muscles under the epidermis were exposed, the eye sockets were as big as skeletons, and the white neck bones were faintly visible.

Rub it, this fucking yellow skin has become a fine man, and it looks like it's about to transform into a human form.

I know that the animals with relatively high IQs in this world have "moon worship" behavior in legends. The folk saying is that the sun is yang, the moon is yin, and the full moon is the yin pole of the moon. It is said that these creatures will secretly find an inaccessible place on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, learn from the appearance of people, bow and worship, and after the cultivation is complete, they will incarnate into people.

But even if I look at the yellow skin in front of me like this, I really can't figure out how it can worship the moon and practice because it is born underground all the year round?

Wait a minute...... Wait a minute......

Could it be the sun overhead?

No, it should be more than that, there is also a rumor that there is a saying that the essence of the living is adopted, this is an evil method, although bizarre, but it also works, presumably this thing is to use the walkie-talkie to lure Scarface's group of people in and then suck Caiyang, so the reason why the corpses of those men and dwarfs died in a strange way was not caused by fright, but was killed by opening the seven orifices as a tonic.

It's very likely when I think about it, but the only thing I can't figure out is that in these thousands of years, plus absorbing the essence of so many people, how can it just be incarnated into this ghost?

It seems to be just a half-transformed defective product, thinking of this, I can't help but glance at it, only to see that half of the face with trembling skin and flesh is still showing a weird smile at me, a face full of muscles, the old man who pulls the corners of his mouth, I see my heart beating wildly, almost suffocating.

The thought of fear came back and forth in my mind, but finally a question came up.

And also...... And also...... Why can a single yellow skin kill so many thousands of "people"?

Just thinking about it, it seemed to read my heart, and then something even more terrible happened, the yellow skin was standing not far from me at this time, half of its mouth did not move, but there was still a voice coming to me.

The voice was soft and tactful, like a woman.

"You're here!"

But when I heard it in my ears, it seemed that there were thousands of alpacas galloping by in my heart, thinking that if the wanderer who had not returned home for a long time returned home, it would be enough to hear the cry of his wife, but ...... But...... Your sister, you're a fucking yellow skin, where did you learn the Lolita sound? Is this a live broadcast of Qiao Biluo?

But before I could finish complaining, the disgusting thing actually smiled at me. It was the kind of gloomy and miserable smile, half of the face was covered with flesh and pulled the corners of the mouth, until you could see the white mandibles and half of the jagged human teeth.

Then it stretched out its claws like human hands and swung them at me.

Now I saw what the thing was holding in its hand, and it was a walkie-talkie.

"Poof." My gaze changed suddenly, and before I had time to think, I got up from the ground and fell to my knees with a sudden limp.

This was definitely unnatural, but I felt as if my legs were out of control, and there was a strong force pressing on my legs, followed by my waist, and he began to move unnaturally, carrying my upper body, constantly undulating.

"Knock Knock"

This time it completely became a buckle.

I kept knocking, and because of my body, I slammed my forehead on the stone in front of me again and again, and after a while, my head was covered with blood.

The blood, flowing from my head and my eyes, made my vision begin to blur, and the whole area was blood-red, the only thing that remained unchanged was the yellow skin, which seemed to stand in my mind, and even if I closed my eyes, I could "see" that it was standing not far away, grinning and laughing sarcastically.

"Giggles!"

"Giggles!"

This was the first time I had heard the laughter of the yellow skin, and it was very piercing and penetrating, and it sounded in the darkness, as if a sharp knife had pierced into my heart.

But even so, I still can't do anything about it, because slowly from my chest, to all the torso on my arms and body began to freeze, but there was a voice in my brain that kept driving me, what it said I couldn't hear clearly, it seemed to be the language of the yellow skin, but I followed the voice, only kept repeating an action.

In a trance, I seemed to understand that this thing was controlling my god.

I heard that the weasel has a magical ability to confuse people's minds, make people crazy, talk nonsense, and become the "spokesperson" of the weasel. In the early years, I didn't believe it much, but now I look at it and realize that it is really true.

But it's not a way to go on like this, if I really keep being controlled like this, I'll probably be knocked to death by this yellow skin.

I was thinking about how to get out, when suddenly a ray of light shone down from a high place.

And then as time went on, more and more light shone down.

The surrounding area of the high ground was illuminated, and I suddenly realized that this light was the "underground" sun that I had seen at the beginning.

"Babbling ......"

At this time, the yellow-skinned man, who had been receiving my worship, suddenly let out a long breath and shouted.

The sound lasted for a full minute, and then I silently stopped bowing and stood up.

"What's going on?"

Before I could wipe the blood from all over my face, I jumped up with my left foot, and then danced in vain.

Because of the reason that I was controlled by the yellow skin, I could only be at the mercy of this, threw off my arms, and danced wildly, crutches, bent knees, sinking, holding my chest, and straightening my abdomen, sometimes galloping and jumping, sometimes fierce and treacherous, and sometimes graceful, during which I also twisted my glutes several times.

At the same time, under the gradually rising "sun" rays, the yellow skin also danced exactly the same as me.

In a trance, I remembered that this should be a kind of dance, I had seen it when I was traveling in Wuyuan, when the tour guide said that this is a kind of simulated women's "Ni Xingbu", which is a dance posture that the ancient exorcism god class often dances.

But compared to Wuyuan's dance, the yellow skin in front of me is more vivid, more bewitching and charming, as if it is really an ancient woman beating in front of my eyes.

In this way, jumping and jumping, I just felt a fiery qi gushing out from between my lower abdomen, first the lower body was unnaturally hard, then my chest, and then my throat, but the qi was still rising, as if it was going to burst out along my veins.

"Not good."

Knowing that the yellow skin controlled my god, while taking me to worship the moon, the purpose of the ghost dance was to lure out the yang energy in my body through this ancient and strange dance, and then suck in the tonic.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for my legs to start driving my body towards the yellow skin.

As I walked, I twisted my "waist" that had fallen apart, and at the same time, the yellow skin also "twisted" towards me, and my mouth grew up, and I took a deep breath like a human.