"Tired, tired!"

"Why do I have to do so much work, those guards, they carry whips, they eat, drink and have fun, they only know how to exploit."

"The so-called mansion master is nothing more than a monster lying on us to suck blood."

"I want to support my family, I want to make money, this year the mine is not successful, I can only redouble my efforts, dig more ancient iron, replace it with wheat, and give it to my children."

……

"The iron mine has collapsed, it seems that there is a leak in some places, and there are also people who say that there are strange noises coming from the mine and that someone is missing."

"The lord of the mansion received a group of warlocks from afar, they were dressed in yellow, their faces were full of fanaticism, chanting what country, all of them were strong in mana, they could conjure tricks, and even configure talismans, which made the efficiency of mining more efficient."

"People seem to be more motivated, and if they can mine more mines, they will be able to support their families. But I was uneasy, I looked into the eyes of the group of people, and they did not contain the slightest human emotion, only fanaticism and madness. ”

"But in order to survive, we can only endure it, not to mention that the lord of the mansion accepts them, we can only be obedient."

……

"The production of the mine has gradually increased, and the purification of ancient iron has also obtained new technology, and the kiln village seems to have a new look, and the lord of the mansion trusts them more, and even thinks of the country together."

"It didn't take long for the good times to happen, and ominous things began to happen."

"Every day when I go down to the mine, I have to stick the talisman they gave, although my strength seems to have increased, but when I come back, I feel like my body is about to fall apart, I can't make up for it no matter how much I eat, and I can't sleep well."

"Those guards have become more ferocious, their eyes are blood-red, not in the superficial sense, but their eyes have really turned red, and they keep waving their whips, and whoever is lazy in the slightest will be beaten with a whip."

"Some of the workers couldn't bear it anymore and tried to escape, but before they could get out of the village, they were discovered, dragged back and beaten so hard that they were even burned in a fire.

The eccentrics gathered around the brazier and danced excitedly, praising something strange, bloodthirsty and crazy. ”

"It's horrible, I've never seen anything so crazy. Even if he didn't have enough food and clothing before, he didn't say that he would kill someone.

I decided to resist and secretly used the hidden black soil to separate the talismans and find a chance to leave. ”

……

"The village seemed to be shrouded in a black fog, and everyone had lost their old joy and been replaced by numbness.

The villagers, with cloudy eyes open, repeated the story day after day, and some were whipped excessively, falling to the ground and never getting up again.

The guards also waved their hands repeatedly, hitting people for some reason, and whipping for unknown reasons, they didn't even have the pleasure of sadism.

All are just numb, numb repeating. ”

"People are dying constantly, they are repeated, and there is no hope for everyone in the dark days, and even, everyone, is looking forward to death."

"I'm terrified, but I still have concerns, family, children, I want to hold on a little longer and find a way out."

……

"Dead! They're all dead! ”

"It doesn't matter, the gentle and virtuous wife and the immature and amiable children all died in the mine, and they didn't even see the body."

"No, I can't help it, I'm going to escape from this hopeless village!"

"Tell the rest of the ridges about the weirdness of the kiln village."

……

"It's over, it's dead. I was taken back, and the so-called holy fire, lit in front of me, illuminated my appearance. ”

"In that firelight, it seemed that there were my wife and children, who were waving to me and smiling."

"It's very warm, I kind of believe their words, maybe the way to salvation is in it."

"I'm coming!"

"Accept our embrace and be one of us."

"Hit! Kill! Exploiting"

"This is our world!"

……

On chaotic occasions, screaming one after another, Li He's paper figure got up from a dried corpse, and the paper was printed with dried blood. Through these mediums, he was able to print some key information.

The bad omen characteristics of shredded paper paintings are not only inherited by Liu Ruhua, but in fact, the real source is still in his hands.

Li He can use the scroll to read and truncate certain fragments, and even subtly change a person.

Although the villager's past is vague and seems to be drowned out by bad omens, there are some veins to it.

He looked heavily at the dried corpse, which carried a basket with the remains of a young child, and a half-dead corpse, a woman, dragged behind him.

If you only look at the extent of his injuries, he did not die of starvation at all, but was chopped into several pieces by a knife and axe, bleeding and dying.

Therefore, they did not become alienated, but merged into the body of this dead corpse, forming a new whole.

The erosion of consciousness is so strong? So that ordinary people can't tell what is true and what is false, and in the end they all become crazy, go to destruction in their own world, and kill the last nostalgia with their own hands.

In fact, judging from his intermittent memories, perhaps he has realized that he has been eroded, and the so-called everyone does not include himself? So I wanted to create a unique way to give myself hope of survival.

But when he woke up and saw the death of his wife and children, he collapsed directly, and the so-called escape was just going to the fire and weaving an ideal country.

Fantasizing, disillusionment, until destruction.

Li He couldn't help but think of the stitching monster he had seen in the painting scroll before, the person was even larger, with more stumps, connected by so-called tendons, wielding a whip.

Who is he? The owner of the kiln village?

He is worried that his own mountain land will not produce enough money, his status will not be strong enough, or because of other things, there is a possibility of destruction?

Looking at his size, it is actually a symbolic meaning, the brutality of weekdays has been buried in his bones, but the bad omen has stimulated everything.

If so, who are those warlocks? They don't look like people, but they're no ordinary bad omen.

If you want to solve the disaster in Kiln Village, I am afraid that you still have to find the violent mansion master at the root.

As there were more and more dried corpses, the guards began to suffer casualties, even if they were wearing armor and possessing Dao treasures, they were inevitably afraid of fighting these monsters who didn't know pain.

At the beginning, I could still rely on courage to resist one or two, but after dragging on for so long, I didn't see the enemy decrease, and I was panicked in my heart.

Mo Rushi saw the situation in front of him, and he spoke a little impatiently.

"No, we can't go on like this, these dried corpses have no end, it seems endless, and if we continue like this, we will be dragged to death.

Gotta find a way to break the game! ”

Ling Qiong killed a black erosion fat man and spoke.

"They must have a center, and we can find the person in command to really solve this crisis."

Everyone was looking around, and they had been watching since they got into this place, but they never found the real enemy.

Where the hell is it hiding?

At this time, Li He, who had never spoken, looked at the empty altar and suddenly spoke.

"Maybe it's always been here!"

"It's just ignored by us!"