The sky was noisy with fire, the smoke filled the long night, countless pale human bodies were hung and swayed from dead trees, he ran barefoot, in gray pajamas, and with a funny nightcap on his head, running through this seemingly endless forest, the branches of which cut his feet with blood and wounds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My dear child, where are you going to flee?" The naked/naked corpse of an old man hanging above his head suddenly opened his pupilless eyes and chuckled at the boy with the whites of his eyes rolled and said with a deep black bullet hole in the center of his eyebrows.

"No matter where you flee, we are with you!" The pale body of another woman fell from the treetops and broke her neck when she fell to the ground, but she writhed like a snake behind the boy to catch up with him, laughing wildly at him.

"Brother, why did you leave us behind?" The bodies of three more children hung from the top of the boy's head, and a little girl in the center was covered in hideous knife wounds, she raised a severed mouth, and smiled aggrievedly and excitedly at the boy.

"Enough...... That's enough! The little boy clutched his head and shouted, he closed his eyes, didn't look at anything, didn't want to do anything, ran aimlessly through the forest, and as he ran, the forest behind him was constantly engulfed by the raging flames, and the corpses of all ages and genders were also smiling and turned into charcoal in an instant by the sea of fire.

"It's not my fault, it's not my fault......" the little boy muttered as he ran, tears just falling from the corners of his eyes and then evaporating by the raging flames.

"What are you running away from?" Behind him came another voice that couldn't tell the difference between men and women.

The boy suddenly stopped, looked back in surprise, and saw that in the depths of the flames behind him, there was still a vague figure standing, that figure was walking towards him step by step in the endless sea of fire, and in the depths of the flames, there was a pair of dark blue eyes as deep as the primeval desolation.

The figure was in front of him in the blink of an eye, and then passed through his body, boom! The flames swirled around and exploded, and everything was burned to nothing. The boy fell to his knees helplessly in burning pain and fear, his eyes full of tears, he covered his face and sobbed lowly, his snot and tears mixed together, his nightcap on his head and his nightgown on his body were blackened and charred by the blazing flames.

"Hahahaha! O my dear friends! Do you miss me? Another voice sounded in his ears, hoarse and unpleasant as metal rubbing, laughing arrogantly and maniacally.

"No...... No......," the boy said in disbelief, and he opened his eyes, and another scene was reflected in his black pupils.

The village where he grew burned in a sea of fire, the blood moon hung high above the night, and before the only altar in the village, under the pale wooden statue of the fox god. He and dozens of fellow villagers were sitting on their knees with their hands tied, and the well-armed mercenaries behind him were pointing their guns at their backs, their bullets ready to be loaded.

And the boy saw the black figure pacing like a gentleman in front of the crowd, and the man in black covered his face with a huge elk skull, and behind the elk skull there were two huge horns. He held a slender and simple shotgun in his hand, and the surrounding firelight set off the man's figure like a demon god.

"That's right, I'm back again, this time with destruction and power." The deer-headed monster smiled nervously.

"What kind of power?" Under the exclamation of everyone, the deer-headed strange man kicked the white-haired old village chief, and pointed the muzzle of his shotgun at the back of the old village chief's head, and the old village chief's cloudy eyes looked at his compatriots, and the eyes that should have been full of wisdom and tranquility were now full of tears, tears of humiliation and fear.

"Bang!" The gunshots rang out, the village chief's brains and blood splattered, and the deer-headed monster kicked the village chief's body away like garbage, and paced gracefully behind the villagers like a grim reaper:

"It's like this power!" The weirdo laughed arrogantly. He stopped behind another stout man with a calm face, and the big man had a terrifying scar on his face from an unknown beast.

"Oh...... You're the ...... The number one warrior in your village, right? Do you all call him ...... Protector of the Gods? The strange man stood behind the big man and said in a strange manner. The crimson eyes beneath his elk's skull shone with a cold, crazy chill.

"Brave and wise, can you tell me? Where are your gods now? The deer-headed stranger stepped on the strong man's back again, and was about to raise his shotgun and aim it at the strong man's head.

But at this time, a sudden change occurred, and the strong man did not know when he had already broken free from the rope that bound his hands and broke the chains that bound his feet. He suddenly attacked, his body sank, he turned sharply, and tripped the deer-headed stranger with a single kick, and with his left hand he turned the shotgun in the stranger's right hand like lightning, and his right hand grabbed the stranger's throat without hesitation. He took advantage of the situation to stand up, holding the strange man coldly and facing the group of mercenaries who were pointing their guns at the villagers.

"Lay down your weapon, or I'll break his neck in no time, and I'll do what I say!" The strong man calmly looked at the mercenaries on the opposite side, and the mercenaries didn't seem to expect their leader to be captured so easily.

"Hahaha......" The strange man didn't have the consciousness of being a hostage, and laughed wildly: "The god protector is worthy of being the god protector, even if he loses his home and has no weapons, he is still a god protector!" ”

"Don't move! Believe it or not, I'm going to break your neck the next moment! The big man roared fiercely.

"If you have the guts, you'll kill me, do it, I'm looking forward to it. I've been looking for someone who can kill me, and you know what's so boring to be alive! The strange man writhed in the arms of the big man, and if he hadn't been caught by the big man, he was afraid that he would have broken dancing on the spot here.

Dahan Yuan's eyes widened, his eyes were about to split, and the strength of his right hand holding the strange man's neck continued to increase: "Don't challenge the limit of my patience. ”

"Little ones, test the limits of his patience and shoot one of his people every five seconds, rest assured...... Cough...... He wouldn't dare kill me......" The deer-headed monster grew a little more with the force on his neck, and his voice became intermittent, but he was still laughing fearlessly.

"Bang!" Five seconds later, the mercenary who faithfully obeyed his master's order raised his hand and exploded the head of an old lady who was comforting the little girl in her arms, and black blood splashed all over the face, head, and body of the little girl who had just been lying in her grandmother's arms and crying bitterly. The little girl looked at her grandmother's corpse, and for a moment she was so frightened that she forgot to cry, and turned her head to look at the bullet hole with empty and confused eyes.

"Ah!!!h The big man's eyes were red, and his left hand grabbed the stranger's wrist and flipped it, directly twisting off the stranger's entire right hand, and everyone could clearly hear the clicking sound of broken bones.

"If you dare to move again, I will definitely kill him!!" Dahan is almost completely losing his mind.

"Whoa......" the strange man made a voice that didn't know whether it was pleasure or pain: "Go on, the next five seconds, kill two people, and the next five seconds, kill three people...... Yes! ...... Analogy! ”

As he spoke, his right hand had been completely twisted into a twisted suit by the big man, and his breathing was heavy, but his eyes were never the slightest fear, he just said to his subordinates excitedly and frantically.

Five minutes later, a couple was shot, and the right hand of the deer-headed stranger was torn off by the strong man, and black blood gushed out from the broken wound, but the stranger just said hoarsely: "Follow...... Continued......"

For another five minutes, the gunshots rang out, as if the little girl who had lost her soul had gone to accompany her grandmother, who still had empty eyes, fell right beside the boy, whose mind had been completely occupied by fear, and he fell to his knees and did not dare to move.

It's a nightmare, it's a nightmare, the boy kept whispering.

But the nightmare never ends.

"You forced me." The strong man said almost desperately.

"I ...... I...... I didn't force you! The severed left hand of the deer-headed monster was still bleeding like a river, but he still chuckled and said, although he was weak, there was only excitement in his voice, not fear.

"What the hell do you want?!!" The brawny man roared.

"Bang bang bang!" At this time, four more gunshots rang out, and four more bodies fell around the boy, blood pooling on the ground, and the scene was like hell.

"Didn't I say that...... I want your gods! The deer-headed stranger said cheerfully.

"Impossible...... No way...... I will never betray the gods......" said the strong man as if he had made up his mind.

With a click, he wrung the neck of the deer-headed monster and threw the deer-headed monster's body away like a worn-out doll, and the deer-headed monster's body lay on the blood-covered ground and twitched.

"It's over." The strong man calmly and calmly looked at the countless black holes that were aimed at him: "Your leader is dead, whose orders do you still have to obey?" ”

"Giggles!" There was a burst of cheerful laughter on the "corpse" of the deer-headed monster whose head had been completely broken, and in the creepy eyes of the strong man, his body collapsed into a cloud of black smoke, and the strange deer-headed skull in the black mist was held up, and the eyes of the skull were still flashing with red light.

"You...... You're not human! The strong man sat down on the ground, completely ruled by fear, and he ran backwards like a madman, not knowing where to flee: "Evil god! Devil! ”

The black smoke passed through the strong man's body for a moment, and then solidified again on the side of the strong man.

The moment the strange man who was still running just now was caught up by the black smoke, his body froze like a sculpture, and the deer-headed strange man raised his slender and delicate hand under the gray robe, and flicked his fingers at the strong man's forehead, and the strong man's body collapsed completely, turning into countless dust and sand scattered with the wind.

"Now, who else can tell me where your God is?" The deer-headed monster sometimes turned into a black mist, sometimes paced leisurely, circling around the villagers with only a dozen people left, and he was already like a mortal reaper.

"Such a god will not appear when his own believers are about to be slaughtered, so why do you have to believe in Him so firmly?" The weirdo seemed to feel a little bored and said.

But all the villagers were still silent and silent, and at this time it was the biggest protest.

"Alas, it's boring," the strange man raised his hand and glanced coldly at his mercenaries, "in another five seconds, no one speaks, and they will all be killed." Sooner or later, He's going to find Him. ”

"Five," the strange man spread his fingers, and everyone's breathing intensified.

"Four," the sound of the bullet loading rang out behind the boy.

"Three," the weirdo held up three fingers.

"Mom, does it hurt?" The little girl, who was less than four years old, leaned on her mother's shoulder and asked.

"Soon, it won't hurt soon." The mother just hugged her daughter's thin body, with tears in her eyes and resolute eyes.

"Two," the weirdo rolled his eyes.

"Believers, the White Fox will remember us, and we will meet again in His kingdom and receive eternal life!" A young man suddenly stood up, waved his arms, and shouted in an impassioned voice.

The next moment, his head was no longer on his head, blood bloomed, and the headless corpse fell weakly forward.

As if the deer-headed monster who had never moved was already holding a young and distorted head in his right hand, the strange man said gloomily: "I could have lived one more second, why do I talk so much nonsense?" ”

The weirdo threw his head into the air, raised his leg and kicked it away like a football.

"One." The strange man spread his hands helplessly, walked over to the mercenaries, and said casually:

"Let's do it......"

"Wait!" At this time, the little boy who was wearing pajamas, but was only eleven or twelve years old, suddenly stood up and mustered up the courage to say: "I know, I know where the white fox god is!" ”

Everyone in the village, which had been silent just now, suddenly exploded at the same time like a powder keg that had been ignited.

"Coward!"

"Treacherous!"

"Why did the Yang family come up with such a bastard thing!"

"No return!"

There were people around him who spat at the boy, some shouted a vicious curse at him, some looked at him with extreme resentment, but no one looked at him with joy or gratitude.

"Very good, very good," the deer-headed monster clapped his hands with satisfaction, "the others, kill them all." ”

"Bump!" More than a dozen gunshots rang out at the same time, and the villagers, who were compatriots one moment, were all corpses lying in a sea of blood the next, and the village, which had just been noisy, fell into dead silence for another moment.

As soon as the black smoke flickered, the deer-headed stranger was already standing in front of the boy, he squatted down, stretched out his delicate and slender hand and gently kneaded the face of the little boy who was already scared, the deer-headed stranger let out a cheerful laugh, and unexpectedly it sounded a little good: "What a lovely child, what's your name?" ”

Yang ...... Yang Annian ......" The little boy who cried like a flower cat sobbed and said, the crimson eyes in the sockets of the deer's skull were carved into the deepest part of his soul at this moment, and became his eternal nightmare.

"Huh......" Yang Annian opened his eyes again, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

He was lying on a recliner with a black-covered copy of "Crazy Mountain" on his lap, the sun was shining through the window, shining on his pale and tired side face, and upstairs, Liao Qingyin's guitar tuning and clear humming could be faintly heard.

How many times has this been? The nightmare that surged from the bottom of his heart was eroding his soul again and again, impacting his reason.

Yang Annian reluctantly got up from the chair, slowly walked into the toilet, rinsed his face with cold water, and raised his head to look at himself in the mirror.

Not surprisingly, behind the thin, indifferent man in the mirror stood the skull of an elk that he would never forget, and in the skull, dark red eyes burned like a dream.

(To be continued.) )