"You dare to attack me, do you know who I am?" The river god who was strangled by his neck struggled violently, gritted his teeth and roared, "I am the god of Dukou Village, I am the future of the earth on my shoulders, and I am the hope of mankind, how dare you?" ”

The Grim Reaper's fingerbones poked into the river god's jaw, and his strong arm grabbed the shoulders of the heavy nine pounds and tried to tear her apart.

Weighing nine pounds, his arms were locked, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest with all his strength.

"Wow!"

The sound of the child's crying made Jiujin think that there was a forgotten little doll on his back.

"I believe in you." Heavy Jiujin nodded very sincerely, no matter how nonsense the river god said, but he himself was so convinced, so it was probably not a lie.

Weighing nine catties so lightly, he said that he believed it, and this answer made the river god stunned on the spot, he didn't expect to get such a response.

What's going on with this person, "since ......"

He didn't get a chance to follow up.

The Grim Reaper's finger bones poked out through the flesh and inserted them, and the fingertips hooked slightly, and the sharp pain made the river god's originally abstract facial features squeeze together.

With a click, something in his body was opened, and the three of them swayed wildly like the true spirit and twisted into a ball.

The river god froze in distraction, motionless, scenes of memories surging in his mind, the dusty memory gates, the true face covered by the water mist filter, all tumbling out from the deepest part of his soul.

The little doll's cries and the distracted whispers of the river god echoed in the cave.

"Ugly."

"It looks like a frog, no, it's the ugliest kind of bullfrog, is it really a human?"

"This person is a monster, is it because of the radiation that has mutated, should you stay away from him?"

"Get out, don't get in the way, I'm going to have business."

"Why are you so stupid that you can't do such a simple thing?"

Unfamiliar faces appeared, voices that had not been heard for many years surrounded the ears, and the river god's hands waved wildly in the air.

"No, I'm not ......"

The river god lost his mind and spun wildly, weighing nine catties, and subconsciously could only grasp it tighter.

At this moment, the memory pictures that kept flashing back in the river god's mind also appeared in the mind of the heavy nine catties, and one scene after another flashed rapidly.

"Did you save us?"

"You're the river god."

"Without the river god, there would be no ferry village."

"The river god is a sacred existence born from the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth."

“......”

The memory screen changes again, and the river god becomes the god of the whole village in these scenes, admiring and worshipping eyes.

Memories shift rapidly between these two very different situations.

Weighing nine pounds, it is not the party who is still a little dizzy.

The villagers outside the river god cave are looking forward to it, this year's sacrificial ceremony process is slightly different from previous years, and there have been some accidents, but this does not affect their respect for the river god.

Not long ago, the surprise of seeing the true face of the river god has long been forgotten.

The fog was cloudy, and I couldn't see anything clearly, but it didn't affect the enthusiasm of the villagers at all, and a pair of glasses mixed with admiration, expectation, excitement and envy stared straight at the river god cave.

"I hope this blessing goes well."

"The river god is truly merciful, even giving outsiders and traitors a second chance at life."

The village chief stood in front of the bamboo raft and stared at the river god cave, his eyes were obscure, and the imperceptible apprehension flashed, and he looked down at the river around the river god cave, and the river god gathered under the water, and the fog was too thick and the others could not be seen clearly.

After thinking about it, those people had sunk into the river, and in the face of the siege of the river gods, even if they woke up, they couldn't last long, and they were dead.

The village chief subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the turbulent river again, Liu Xiangyang This is your own choice, you can't blame me.

"Woo wow ~ wow wow ~ ~"

The sound of children's cries faintly reached the ears of the villagers, becoming clearer and clearer, and everyone looked around looking for the source of the sound, and finally looked at the river god cave.

"No, it's not ......" The roar of the child's crying came out of the river god cave intermittently, and at the same time, a shimmering green figure appeared in the thick fog and got closer and closer to the cave entrance.

The villagers were puzzled but did not forget to kneel down and cheer "Lord River God"

"Lord River God!"

The village chief's expression changed suddenly, and his eyes flashed with doubt, and his sparse white eyebrows were wrinkled together, what was going on?

I saw a dark green figure flashing with fluorescent light quickly rushing out of the cave and running towards them quickly.

The river god's flippers stepped on the bamboo raft, and the raft sank under the force, and the toes were raised and splashed in a series of splashes.

The excited and pious call of anticipation came to an abrupt end, and the villagers forgot to close their open mouths, and looked at the 'river god' running towards them in amazement, the extra-long arms swinging back and forth, the thick lower limbs, the fish scales all over the body glowed with green fluorescence, the general fish face that was smashed by the hammer was getting closer and closer, and the sparse hair on the head was flying in the wind, and a few drops of water were thrown off from time to time, so it was not chic and wanton.

What the hell is this?

Even with the foundation of faith as a support, Leng Buding was still startled to see the painful face of such a creature twisted into a ball.

"Wow~~Wow~~~~"

The sound of the child's cry made the villagers' eyes move backwards.

Hey?

Only then did they notice that the river god was not running alone, there was another person on his back, as if it was the outsider, and the outsider was still carrying Secretary Liu's child on his back.

I saw the fluorescent green in this dense fog, accompanied by the cry of children, and the smoke passed over them, and they continued to run wildly, leaving a fluorescent back.

Until the fluorescent green disappeared in front of their eyes, the villagers still hadn't been able to recover from this wave of impact, what was going on?

At this time, it was not only the villagers who were stunned, but also Zhang Team and Ge Sanding, who had just rushed up from the water, and finally grabbed the edge of the bamboo raft to catch their breath, and they were frightened by this sudden scene.

The only person at the scene who was calm was the blind Alya, who had lost her body, "Captain Zhang, please tell me what happened." Arya looked at the misty scene in front of her, and there was a kind of regret and chagrin that everyone was watching the holographic ultra-clear, and she was mosaiced when she saw the version of the camera theft gun.

It's not at all clear what happened.

A villager looked in the direction of the river god, puzzled, "If you read it right, did the outsider strangle the river god's neck?" ”

“...... It seems to be. ”

This is even more astonishing than seeing the river god running wild in the fog, how could the omnipotent and mighty and divine river god be locked by a paper-thin outsider in the neck, and even scream and jump in pain?

No, it must be a mistake.

The villagers could comfort themselves in this way, but the village chief couldn't, he turned his head to look at the little stammer, who lowered his eyes and didn't give any response.

Do you want to chase?

Team Zhang and the village chief, who have different positions, are facing the same problem, whether to catch up immediately, and how?

At this time, the river water was unusually calm, but the river god son was no longer controlled, and burst out with extremely aggressive and bloodthirsty, constantly starting to impact the bamboo raft, colliding with each other, attacking each other, and scolding each other with suction cups.

Secretary Liu looked at the fluorescent green dots that disappeared into the mist, and there was a little more light in his originally dead eyes, maybe, maybe there was hope.

After making a decision in his heart, Secretary Liu pulled Team Zhang, who was about to catch up.

Feeling the resistance from his arm, Zhang Yuanjun turned his head and looked at Secretary Liu suspiciously, the old man said in a pale and deep voice: "Time is running out, I have something to say to you." ”

Team Zhang's face changed when he heard Secretary Liu's self-report, and he was just about to call for nine catties in the group, when he saw that the fluorescent color that had just run away was back.

Heavy nine catties clutched the river god's neck, she could feel the slippery touch from her hands, the surface of the river god's skin could secrete this translucent slippery and viscous liquid, which could effectively avoid attacks, and maybe also protect against radiation.

With a slight movement of her thumb, she could be seen to be able to pull into a silk thread, and she had to hold it very hard to avoid being thrown off by the river god running at high speed.

"Du Siwa, do you still want to continue daydreaming?"

He Shenmu kept shaking his head, not knowing whether he wanted to shake off the person on his back or the past memories he didn't want to recall.

No matter how much he didn't want to recall or see the truth under the mist filter, when the name 'Du Siwa' appeared, scenes of memories swept in like a torrent, not giving the slightest chance to resist.

"No, no, I'm not Du Siwa, I'm the river god, I'm the hero who saved the ferry village, I'm the god, I'm the future of human evolution, I'm not Du Siwa, I'm the river god, I'm the river god......"

The river god's furious surging water rolled up and smashed into the weight of nine catties, which was equivalent to smashing himself, and all the river water that the river god ran through would inevitably set off a monstrous wave.

"You talk nonsense, I won't believe you, liar, you're a liar!"

The frantically pounding water slapped indiscriminately in the stone cave, and he missed his head and didn't hit it at once.

Weighing nine catties, he took a step away and wiped his cheeks wet from the splash, and shouted again, "Du Siwa, it's time for you to wake up." ”

"No, I'm the god of the river, I'm the god of the river." The river god reached out and tugged his head, and the few hairs were pulled back and forth pacing back and forth repeating the words, falling into a repetitive madness, two different memories colliding with each other in his mind.

The weight of nine catties at this moment is not to mention the memory of the river god, and if you know it, you can be regarded as knowing a little bit or two.

"A person who has the same dream for a long time will fall into a dream and be reluctant to wake up?"

Death Dao answered very quickly this time, "If it is a tailor-made dream, which is continuously strengthened through long-term weaving and polishing, what happens in the dream will be misjudged by the brain as a real memory, and the real memory will be overwritten or even wiped and discarded until it is completely replaced by the dream memory." ”

Isn't it too powerful for a person to manipulate other people's dreams and tamper with memories?

Weighing nine catties, he shivered, only to feel a chill all over his body, this person's ability to control dreams was far more powerful than previously speculated. Because the real memory is too painful, the river god is willing to fall into the dream.

Without even dreaming anymore, the river god replaced the original real memories with the dream memories that others had created for him at this time.

I truly believe that I am a hero.

Du Siwa had a dream for a long time, a dream that he didn't want to wake up, and gradually he became convinced of the content of the dream, and rejected his original true memory.

Du Siwa, a child born after the global starburst and grew up as a monster with a genetic mutation, was feared and rejected by his family, until one day he discovered that his blood had a magical effect.

The baby fish who escaped from the baby fish base became his first batch of experimental subjects, followed by humans, the first person was an accident, but after the first occurrence, there was naturally a second and third time, and it was out of control.

At this time, the village chief of Dukou Village appeared.

Originally, it was a monster that united the whole village to exterminate together, but in the end it became the life-saving god of the Ferry Village's faith.

The genetic mutant Du Siwa is real, but the god of the river god was artificially created.

The people of this village, even the most normal-looking ones, have been baptized by dream memories for many years.

That's why I was bewitched by the words that "the river god shoulders the heavy responsibility of saving the earth" and "the child born for the river god is to save the future of all mankind", and so on, and is not at all exquisite, and even illogical.

I am convinced that it is because the dream memory covers the real memory, day after day, year after year, this kind of brainwashing can be described as the unity of body and mind, and the real state of completion.

Only the people of the village can do this, and the biggest suspect is the village chief.

The person who built the dream on the boat was a little stammer, and the appearance of a stammering boy appeared in the mind of a stammering boy, but that person looked like he was only in his teens.

However, it seems that being in their teens does not mean that they are really teenagers, and some people look tender on the surface but are actually old bacon.

No matter who this dream builder is, the village chief must know about the matter, and such a thing must require an authoritative person to guide ordinary villagers and help cover at the beginning.

Secretary Liu angrily denounced the village chief Du Jiangyong as a liar, and he may know some inside information.

It's a village of collective daydreaming.

"How powerful would it be to make the people of a village fall into a dream day and night, and transform the memories that cover everyone?"

"The difficulty of being able to make dozens of people fall into a short repetitive dream at the same time is tentatively set at five points, and the difficulty of weaving the same connected dream for a village of people and covering real memories is at least seven points."

The villagers of Dukou Village, who weighed nine pounds, may have difficulty distinguishing when it is in a dream and when it is in reality.

This person is near the River God Cave.

The person who plotted everything behind the river god and pushed Du Siwa to the front of the stage may be the most dangerous factor in this mission.

Listening to the child's cry and the river god's angry but unwilling, but difficult to hide the fearful roar, the weight of nine catties suddenly calmed down, the reason why the river god was afraid was precisely because his true memory had not been completely erased, otherwise she would not have been glimpsed by her.

"Get down, get down."

"Get out!"

Realizing that the surging of real memories was because of the weight of nine catties, a smile appeared on the distorted face of the river god, "If you don't let it go, then don't let it go." After saying that, he jumped into the river.

The villagers looked at the fluorescent green and saw him suddenly jump into the river, and they were puzzled and anxious and didn't understand what was going on.

The chaotic river god true spirit twisted and struggled and roared, and was stabbed in the head by the death phalanx, weighing nine catties, and at the moment when the river god fell into the water, the death god's phalanx went a little deeper, "Go with peace of mind." ”

The distracted river god sank into the water.

"Catch them!"

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