Shen Xing took out a large kitchen knife from the small kitchen of the bar, which was the kind of large kitchen knife used to cut bones, which was larger than an ordinary kitchen knife.

After remembering the time, when I went to the bathroom, I still chose the "heavenly" bathroom.

Shen Xing thought silently in his heart, "This time you must go in smoothly, otherwise you will have to wait until the door closes tomorrow night, it will be too difficult, I have never seen such a bad golden finger, the person who designed it is an idiot, it is not reasonable at all." ”

He pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom.

Strangely, the line of sight switches all at once, and there is no need to sit on the toilet seat.

Already in the illusion, he hurriedly turned around to look.

I saw that the bathroom door was rapidly dissipating, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Why is it so sudden this time, and you don't even have to sit on the toilet seat?

Sure enough, there are complaints and improvements.,After all, it's a bit low to sit on the toilet lid and enter the illusion.,Sometimes it's a sudden ...... when you're squatting in the pit. That's a big deal.

He looked up at the sky.

The sky is still a scarlet bloody night.

It should be daytime now, gloomy and gloomy, and the light is neither bright nor dark.

It didn't seem to be the same place as before, and the scenery was no longer completely black, white, and grayscale.

Explain that the location of each entry into the illusion may be random and not fixed.

This is already the edge of the Everglades, with a lot of hard grass. I feel that the low grass is dark green, and I can see small colorful wildflowers in the grass.

It doesn't seem to be very desolate, at least it's much better than when you first entered the illusion, at least not lifeless.

Shen Xing looked into the distance.

I noticed that something seemed to be standing there in the distance, and it looked very abrupt, like a stone pillar, so I decided to go over and take a look.

I felt the smell of sulfur soap in the air fade and the air became fresher.

But soon, Shen Xing found a few mud people wandering the grassland.

They may lie on the ground, get up suddenly, wriggle around for a few steps, then sit down inexplicably, and finally disappear into the grass again.

Shen Xing held the big kitchen knife and rushed towards them.

...... Brothers, I'm coming.

He was anxious to see if this kitchen knife could be used and if he could cut down the monsters of this world.

Shen Xing went on a killing spree...... This kitchen knife suddenly became very sharp, and almost as soon as it went down, the mud man was instantly finished, and he could no longer get up, and directly turned into a mess of mud.

It's so fun, it's more fun than playing games, and you can do some aerobics by the way.

When Shen Xing was slashing and slaying the demon puppet beast, he could hardly feel anything too bloody. This is because of the effect of "Paradise Fantasy", which deliberately filters out all the things that will cause him to resent or revolt at him, so he thinks he is playing a real game.

The mud people gathered more and more, and soon there were puddles of mud on the ground.

The mud people are completely unintelligent, unable to think like humans, and do not know how to wonder if there is something transparent hiding around them and chopping them.

After cutting for a while, Shen Xing felt bored, like a full-level player fighting a first-level monster, winning without martial arts, and there was no reward.

"I'm not playing with you anymore, you scum. Shen Xing despised them.

He looked up at the stone pillar in the distance, and could feel the mysterious aura emanating from the stone pillar, the kind of anxiety and desperate desire for liberation.

Shen Xing is very cautious, he has read a lot of online novels, and he knows that if such a strange stone pillar appears in this kind of ghost place, he usually has to be careful. Either it's a great opportunity to reap the benefits, or it's a terrible trap that makes you regret it and get scolded by the reader.

So he walked slowly forward, cautiously approaching the stone pillar.

......

Shen Xing stopped ten meters away from the stone pillar.

The pillar is not tall, just over two meters, and looks like a tombstone, except that there is no text on it.

I could already clearly feel the restlessness of the stone pillar, and it began to exude a violent aura of fear, trembling like fear, and feeling that if it continued to shake, the stone pillar would collapse.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept with dust and gravel.

The wind began to swirl slowly around the stone pillars.

It bent upwards like a tornado, slowly reaping into a thin line that soared upwards as if it were about to reach the scarlet night of blood on the dome.

Shen Xing also looked up at the sky.

I know that this stone pillar may be trying to communicate something.

You can feel its call faintly.

It was the kind of pale and feeble moaning, the miserable and fragile wail, which seemed to be guarding something, and was reluctant to abandon something, and roared hoarsely and powerlessly with reluctance and pain.

Shen Xing concluded that it looked like a poor worm, it seemed to be worried that I was going to destroy it, did I have such great power?

I'm self-aware, I'm just a little octopus now. If I really have that much power, I can go back to Earth at any time.

Can I go back to Earth at any time? No.

Shen Xing was a little touched...... So I may have a mysterious power in me, this may have been given to me by the woman in ancient costume, but this mysterious power does not belong to my own power, I still have to be cautious, don't hang up here.

It should have passed the newbie protection period by now, and now I have to rely on myself.

I think so......

But Shen Xing continued to walk slowly forward, walking under the stone pillar.

The wind, suddenly, disappeared.

There was a sudden silence all around.

Shizhu seemed to be crying, crying silently, like a child who has been wronged and sees his father......

Shen Xing reached out and touched the stone pillar lightly, catching its emotions.

It's hesitating, it's sad, it's panicking, it's terrified.

It struggles in pain, and it has stood alone here for thousands of years for a last wish that can never be parted.

It resembles an old man with gray hair, and like a weak and helpless child.

It seemed to be begging me to fulfill its last wish and let it rest in peace.

It was so tired and it was in pain.

Shen Xing thought, it's really strange, what can I do for it?

Shen Xing simply said, "How do you want me to help you?"

By touching it with your fingers, you can capture its will or thoughts.

...... There is an aluminum box in the wall of the village room, please bring it back to the world.

"What's your name?" asked Shen Xing.

...... I have forgotten the name.

"Nothing else?"

...... Without.

Shen Xing put his hand down gently.

It's pitiful, I guess it's a poor revenant, right?

Shen Xing didn't know that he was the remnant will of the dead demon god, and mistook it for just an ordinary revenant.

Shen Xing understands it this way, maybe its memories gradually dissipate, like people who get old and eventually get some kind of amnesia, desperately trying to keep the most important memory, and in the end only the names of their relatives are left, and their own names are forgotten instead.

When he raised his eyes, he could already see the village, about five or six hundred meters away, a little vague, but very clear.

Shen Xing didn't know that more than ten kilometers away from him, Master Qiao and the big corpse brother were coming here.

At this time, Shen Xing had already begun to guess that there might be some kind of mysterious power in his body, although he was not sure yet.

By discovering various coincidences and analyzing the two golden fingers of the paper and the "Paradise Illusion", he came to the conclusion that there must be some unseen mysterious force secretly helping me, otherwise there could not have been so many coincidences.

But he was very cautious, judging that this mysterious force might be at the mercy of his own manipulation, but it was not his true power, it belonged to an external force, and sooner or later it would leave me.

Therefore, Shen Xing thought that his mentality must be correct, and not to cause any bad karma because of the abuse of this mysterious power, it would be stupid.

After all, Goldfinger is always just an external force, people still have to rely on themselves, and people who rely on Goldfinger completely will always be slaves or clowns or tool people in captivity by Goldfinger, they are just for people to watch or entertain, not the real self.

Shen Xing insisted that if he lost himself, he would become a god, so what was the point?

......

Shen Xing said goodbye to the stone pillar and continued to walk forward.

Strangely, there are no mud people here.

It may be the effect of the stone pillar, those mud people are reluctant to come, or dare not come.

Shen Xing didn't know this knowledge yet, with these stone pillars, the Demon God Lord's fear invasion would be isolated from the outside, and the monsters would not dare to enter.

The village looked very dilapidated, barren and overgrown with weeds.

Shen Xing didn't know that this was actually the birthplace of the dead demon god.

He recreated the village before his memory was completely lost, and he erected seven stone pillars to guard the outside. His remaining will will guard this place forever and forever, guarding his inseparable childhood memories.

The creator of this village, who was supposed to be poor when he was a child, managed to keep his childhood memories that he thought were most important even after becoming a demon god.

Shen Xing walked into the village and saw a well and seven or eight thatched houses.

It should be an abandoned village, he thought.

Suddenly, he saw a round headless man coming out of the house, slowly walking in his direction.

Shen Xing instinctively startled!

How can you suddenly see a headless zombie in such a ghost place without being frightened?

But strangely, this round headless man looked like a fool.

It walked slowly towards Shen Xing, it didn't seem to have any special intentions, it took a step, stopped a step, its body tilted to this side, and then it tilted to that side.

And it seems to be floating on the ground and walking.

Shen Xing looked at it carefully, and suddenly remembered who it was.

Isn't it the deceased Zhao Sibao I saw on Wufu Street in the morning?

Zhao Sibao violently beat Xu San in the morning, and was killed in the afternoon.

Now, how could Zhao Sibao's headless body be here?

Is this still a "real game fantasy"?

Could this be the Netherworld?

Shen Xing was almost confused.