Yun Zhi and Xiaoxiao have already embarked on the road to the goal, and everyone has also begun to move.

The pedestrians on the road are much better than before, some old people and children are willing to come out, and adults can be seen talking and laughing everywhere on the roadside and alleyway, and children are playing their games not far away.

When going to the obscene uncle's house, the people on the road looked at them with a little caution, whispering while watching, that feeling made Yun Zhi and Xiaoxiao a little uncomfortable - there was always a kind of meat that was just a kind of meat to be sold in the eyes of others, and they seemed to be analyzing their value.

It wasn't until the feeling of being stared at by the crowd in front of the uncle's door disappeared, and Xiao Xiao first knocked on the door quite politely, and after finding that there was no reaction, he decisively kicked the door open directly - the quality of the door is not very good, and the strength of this foot can be imagined with all his strength, and the gate was directly wasted.

Yunzhi said about this:

Very good, worthy of you, the road is small.

The movement of the door being kicked open was not small, and it directly attracted Cheng Xiao and Qu Shaojun not far away, as well as some passers-by.

Qu Shaojun followed Cheng Xiao slowly with his hands in his pockets, a typical heart that didn't seem to be a big deal to watch the excitement.

The nearby villagers came one after another when they heard the movement, and it was the kind of person who passed on ten or ten, and finally summoned most of the people in the whole village, and directly called the one around the uncle's gate a flood.

The two brothers, Cheng Xiao and Qu Shaojun, who were drowned in the villagers, took advantage of this moment to explore other sections of the map, and they were still in the group on their mobile phones @ The two of them tried to drag these people first.

After Lu Xiaoxiao read the messages sent by the two people on her mobile phone, she frantically sent a lot of 1s, and then told Yun Zhi that she was very good at attracting the attention of others, so she started her performance - like a broken boulder in her chest.

Yun Zhi:...

？？？

Yun Zhi was dumbfounded on the spot, a little girl less than one meter five, whose face was tender and made people suspect that she was not yet an adult; A person who usually loves to cry, looks quite quiet and weak, but now he has a live performance of breaking a big stone for her...

Hiss, terrifying!!

So when everyone was confused and their eyes were almost glued to Xiaoxiao, Yun Zhi decisively lowered his attention and let himself concentrate on relying on this opportunity to explore clues.

Relying on his amazing memory, Yun Zhi walked to the small corner of the dusty pile of paper tie people, and his eyes were directly on the paper man who should have eyes painted at the end - but this was not the case, Yun Zhi did not see the strange paper man that the black group saw, which made Yun Zhi start to doubt himself for a while.

After browsing the courtyard again, Yun Zhi judged that the paper man was very likely to have escaped when he had self-awareness - of course, it was just a guess based on the reality of the situation, and the specific truth still needed to be investigated.

So Yun Zhi chose to go into the house to see what the uncle was doing, or what was going on - after all, it was so noisy outside now, no matter what, he had to come and see what was going on at home, right?

But the moment I stepped through the door, a creepy feeling came over me, the room was dim, cold and damp, and the cobwebs were about to bloom, and moss could be seen almost everywhere.

Such an environment made Yun Zhi feel like he was back in the night of this dungeon for a moment, and it was such a dilapidated environment.

After walking a few steps, he found that there seemed to be a person lying on the ground, looking at the back quite like the uncle, so Yun Zhi took out a baton and stabbed it first to see if he was still self-conscious.

When he found that the lewd uncle didn't seem to have self-awareness, Yun Zhi cocked the baton under him, stepped on the baton directly with one foot to shake his hand, and deliberately let the side with the button feel at ease on the ground before stepping on it, and wanted to take a look at his face first to judge what was going on.

However, at the moment when the lewd uncle was turned over, after seeing his current face, Yun Zhi's pupils shrank, and his steps couldn't help but step back-

Strange features such as a pale face, a bright blush, and dull wooden fish eyes all show that the 'person' in front of him can no longer be regarded as a human being.

Yun Zhi tentatively touched his body, and found that this uncle's body was not as stiff as the corpse after death, but was exceptionally soft and... Tenacity.

That level of softness is no longer possessed by humans, and it feels like kneading a very soft dough.

Suddenly, the uncle's dull eyes suddenly turned, and his dilated pupils shrank to the size of a grain of rice, staring straight at Yun Zhi-

Countless shadows were twisting and frantic, whispering from above whispering that she couldn't understand, and at that moment, Yun Zhi was like falling into an ice cellar.

For some reason, Yun Zhi made eye contact with eyes the size of a grain of rice—and in his eyes, Yun Zhi saw many, many things that she didn't understand...

The chaotic black shadow was approaching madness, and the intricate religious runes wrapped around her as if they had been given some kind of soul, dense, glowing with some indescribable colorful light, as if they were 'looking', 'watching' at something—

She felt that she was suddenly very tired and tired, a kind of deep nightmare but clearly and rationally looking at the absurdity and ridiculousness of all this, her mind fell into a bottomless abyss, and her soul was constantly struggling on the edge of madness and reason.

The feeling that he was clearly conscious, but his body was uncontrollable, made Yun Zhi feel very bad, physically exhausted, conscious, mentally exhausted...

Disaster befell the world, befell her, and darkness would become the master in a sense—

It dominates people's minds and souls, and imprisons people's reason and consciousness.

The endless tide had overwhelmed her, and her breath seemed to be getting out of her breath, and her vision was starting to get a little dim...

Consciousness was falling little by little, little by little, with only boundless darkness around it, and distant white points of light becoming smaller and smaller—like a tiny human being facing an ineffable or godly 'he', unable to see the future or any hope.

It is the sorrow and numbness that strikes from the bottom of the heart, it is the panic and self-abandonment of the behemoth that is multiple, hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand times more powerful than oneself - this is beyond the scope of human understanding, and the unknown is always the source of human fear.

There is no end in sight to the universe that nourishes unpredictable beings that have been selected for countless years, and human beings are only one of the tiny ones.