The people of Hexi Village were like statues erected, it was a creepy and strange phenomenon, and it was an indescribable fear that could be seen from their frightened expressions.

Their faces are almost distorted, how to shake the darkness of the universe to be so frightened, their skin is no different from ordinary people but there is no temperature to the touch, it is the cold brought by death that spreads all over the body.

From the well-preserved lifelike, Luo Hexi saw unease, horror, and piety? What did they see before they died, and how did these expressions come from when they shouldn't have existed at the same time?

It was as if something had touched my heart, the severe pain was the hurt of grief, and my dull face was full of tears but extremely numb.

It was the evasion of the disbelief in front of him, even if it was a moment of sinking, the short-term deception of leaving the mind and the flesh away was the best light of salvation, which was enough to light up Luo Hexi's heart.

Painful despair is sometimes so cold, and when they appear in their most invulnerable form, humanity can only prostrate in the face of despair and cry.

We have never been great, and all kinds of entertainment were born with tough guys in movies and omnipotence in games, and those images that turned life and death on the back made us forget our own fragility, and even humble creatures can ruin fragile lives.

Once upon a time, on the ancient barren land, the huge Titan Python and those terrifying Tyrannosaurus Rex, they were the absolute existence of the earth, but one day the unknown thing had destroyed them.

I thought that time was still long, but at this moment, the gray-haired parents died at this moment, standing in front of me like a human specimen and not closing their eyes.

Collapse, grief, and chaos are the portrayals of Luo Hexi at this moment, without any hesitation, if there is a way to save them, even if they are facing the gods, they can go on a rampage.

Tears flowed out unconsciously and wet his clothes, Han Yun couldn't comfort him, because of empathy, I am afraid that Luo Hexi will not be able to accept the cause of his parents' death until now, and I am even more afraid that his parents seem to have become specimens alive.

Only Luo Hexi understood that the lump of flesh seemed to be the offspring of some kind of god, that it was the messenger of chaos, the root of all that was scattered, that it was a rootless creature and an entity condensed here.

The lump of flesh has a low-level taste for it, and it likes to play with the beings that summon it, first to help them fulfill their wishes and then to make them pay an unbearable price of horror.

First, all kinds of darkness destroys the spirit, and in the end, the person who will shrink around the corner will see the horror that he will never see for a lifetime, and then die in fear and be absorbed into the spirit and turned into a sculpture to destroy.

In the face of the powerful power of the gods, ants are our true portrayal, ignorance is the greatest fearlessness, and the fearlessness of human beings is the spirit that dares to claim to be the spirit of all things.

Luo Hexi, who was in an unwilling mood, wanted to shout loudly, but at this time, even a trace of crying would make the last trace of breath collapse instantly, and the despair in his heart was just a grievance crying when one of them came to another bottle when he was full of bad luck.

Enduring the inexplicable pain, Luo Hexi slowly stood up and walked beside his parents, gently touched his already cold cheeks, and the crying finally reached the brink of collapse and was released instantly.

"Ahh I'm going to get to the bottom of it, and even if I can't resist it, I'm going to know who it is! ”

Luo Hexi's helpless words made Han Yun's heart very uncomfortable, it was a kind of powerless resistance, and it was the sorrow and sting of the evil god who could not face it as a human being.

It's a terrible feeling that you can't do anything! Luo Hexi raised his head and looked at the roof blankly, and suddenly Han Yun swept into a simple and ordinary parchment book.

The traces on it obviously have a long history, they are genuine antique books, but looking at the ominous ones from a distance has already made Han Yun tremble a little.

Over there, Luo Hexi said lightly: "The child is not filial, there are many dangers here, and if he is not careful, he will die here, so the child cannot put the bones of his parents into the ground and be a shameful person." ”

"Mourning! There is no resurrection after death, and I don't think my aunt and uncle want you to die trying to bring out their bones. ”

Han Yun tried his best to comfort him, Luo Hexi shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth, at least I want to understand what kind of monster killed my parents, I won't die before that." ”

At this moment, Luo Hexi has completed his transformation, whether it is the change in momentum or demeanor, the sickly pale but somewhat evil smile on his face, the smile is as cold as a nightmare.

Shake it up and take away the jade bracelet of his parents, maybe if he wants to mourn later, he can only use the jade bracelet to record the warmth of this home, Han Yun saw that although Luo Hexi had changed, it was not a big problem, so he walked to the side and picked up the ancient book.

Opening the first page of the recorded things made Han Yun's face change greatly: "Look at this, if the things here are true, then maybe there are no innocents in this war." ”

The parchment is yellowed throughout, a sign of the passage of time, and some of the wear and tear is the result of reading over time, and it may be a very valuable artifact according to its antiquity.

When he opened the book, Luo Hexi fell into shock, like Han Yun, he couldn't say a word, and it was hard to believe that the appalling story was from human history.

It was a bizarre story, a story that originated from the despicable self-esteem of human beings and did not dare to admit it, where humans played the most villainous role, and even made Luo Hexi a little disgusted.

It was a cliché story but it really appeared, it was an allusion in the dark, unlike fairy tales that had a perfect ending, it was a dark and ominous era.

In that twisted world, no one can get good results, the dark story spreads, and in the end all you get is a ruined future, and what happens to the people in front of you may be the retribution of good and evil.

It is a story from the beginning of River Creek Village, and it chronicles the fate of the evil gods and the old gods, where human greed makes the story sad and ridiculous.

Even the evil gods of chaos do not have the evil of human beings, because the evil gods have no purpose to worship chaos, and the ancient gods longed for the wisdom of the source, and the eyes of human beings are only profit.

In order to escape that ugliness, human beings have made up stories, and the birth of evil gods has brought darkness and desire, but in fact this ridiculous sorrow is nothing more than a cover-up.

And the record in this book is the sin from time immemorial, perhaps a story has already taken a blow to the ridiculous self-esteem of human beings, and the sorrow brought by that desire has made the innocent mourn in destruction.

After a long time, the two came back to their senses and savored it, even if they were humble, but perhaps they could get the truth of this tragedy from it.