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Yan Luge looked at the blood-red eyeballs on his hands speechlessly, and then thought that these big eyeballs would crawl all over his body, which was even more curious.
But in the next second, the two rows of fangs bent in a big arc, as if laughing, and the whole big eyeball suddenly turned happily in the palm of his hand.
Little Fangs: Full, happily spinning in circles .gif
Song of Words: "......"
He retracted what he had just said.
What kind of sand sculpture ability is this little fang?
Several of the surrounding pollutants tried to attack Yanluge, but the latter didn't pay attention to them at all, and they didn't see him make any movements, so they were drawn into two sections - well, Bella's "phantom limb" and "power transmission" combination really worked.
However, Bella's phantom limbs are eight arthropods with knife-like tips, and his phantom limbs are a string of tentacles like whips.
Several members of the band were still in a stupor, thinking they were going to die, but they were suddenly saved, and they couldn't believe it.
Miki Ito, who has more social experience, was the first to come back to her senses, settled down, and bowed to Yanyuge, who was wearing a mountain ghost mask: "Thank you for saving us." β
She was a little afraid of the scarlet-wielding tentacles, but the other party saved her after all.
Yan Luge bowed slightly, and accepted the thanks with peace of mind.
He glanced at the bandmates who were standing there and said, "You are also the parties and the victims, so I'll explain a little."
"This shepherd flute is a different species, a special pollutant - it wants a 'pan god', and it itself wants to be the 'pan god', and it has to meet some harsh 'mythological rituals', and this is the beginning of the tragedy.
"It chose Izumiko Ito.
"Izumiko's drowning was not an accident, it was a haunting. Taking advantage of the last time the Aurora sailed to the vicinity of Naki Port, it threw Izumiko's body into the cruise ship's water tank, causing the unwitting to devour her body. All this is a necessary part of the mythological ritual.
"When the shepherd's horn sounded, the entire cruise ship was polluted and turned into a contaminant, which is the same thing that attacked Nagi.
"As the final and most important part of the ceremony, Izuko Tengizumi must kill with her own hands the lover who betrayed her, and her loverβthat is, you, Mr. Ryohei Matsuyama and Miss Miki Ito."
Miki Ito was slightly stunned: "But we don't have that kind of relationship." β
Yan Luge glanced at her: "But you have been secretly in contact with each other, right?" And it's the kind that hides from the springs. β
Miki Ito hesitated, glanced at Ryohei Matsuyama secretly, and finally said with some embarrassment: "Yes...... In order to fall in love, Izumi fell out with her family and didn't contact her for several years. As an older sister, I wanted to know if the man she believed was reliable and helped her check it, so I secretly registered a social account to seduce ...... But he wasn't fooled. β
Poof.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Yanlu Song would have laughed.
It's really a classic operation of a good parent/good sister/good girlfriend.
Many stories of fire prevention, anti-theft, anti-sisters/anti-girlfriends/anti-stepmothers were born in such operations.
Fortunately, it didn't roll over.
However, such behavior can barely meet the standards of "betrayal" and "lover" in mythological rituals.
Compared with Miki Ito's boldness, the other party, Ryohei Matsuyama, has been in a state of fugue.
He looked at Izumiko's corpse infatuatedly, and even reached out with a trembling hand, holding the bony hand with the ring in one hand, and stroking the dry bones on his lover's face with the other trembling.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He cried and apologized, "I gave you that necklace." I just thought it looked good, but I didn't know it was such a dangerous thing. I hurt you, I hurt you! β
Most of the flesh and blood on the woman's body had rotted away and fell to the ground, leaving only an empty skeleton, stiffly raising her arms, holding her lover's neck, and remaining motionless in this position.
But the strange thing is that on her face, which has become a skeleton, there are actually two lines of blood and tears, as if she is crying and laughing.
Yan Luge turned his head and looked at the skeleton curiously: "Strange, is you still conscious?" β
Should I say, is it really the power of love?
This skeleton is not actually a pollutant, but a modified carrier of the shepherd, and it is estimated that the shepherd flute does not want a completely crazy owner, so it is not completely polluted.
Maybe that's why Izumiko still has a glimmer of consciousness?
Yan Luge stared at the blood and tears on the skeleton's face for a while, then turned back to look at Matsuyama Ryohei, and said slowly: "She said, I don't blame you.
"Also, I agreed."
His voice fell, and the skeleton shook.
It shattered into a ground of dry bones.
I don't know if it's a coincidence, the finger bone with the diamond ring fell on the top of the pile of dry bones.
Where her husband could grasp it as soon as he reached out.
β¦β¦
After running a long distance, Yan Yuge looked back at Matsuyama Ryohei, who was crying with dry bones, and couldn't help but shudder.
As a straight man of steel who has never been in love in two lives, he really can't accept the picture of a big man crying with snot and tears, so he fled the scene quickly.
Feeling fed a belly of dog food.
It's still dog food with a hint of hunting flavor.
"Hmm, I should have guessed those two sentences correctly, right?" Yanluge muttered in a low voice.
That's right, the two sentences that were passed on to the female corpse in the end were made up by him.
The heavily polluted skeleton did miraculously have a trace of humanity left in it.
But only a little.
If the consciousness of normal people is like the sun, then the residual consciousness in the skeleton is a firefly, not to mention maintaining life, and I don't even know if there is memory and thinking ability, but there are only a few strong thoughts left.
He doesn't know how to read minds, and he's not a necromancer, so God knows what her obsession is?
However, I guessed it right.
Even if you guess wrong, it's fine.
For those who are alive, that is the best answer.
That's enough.
β¦β¦
Tang Hongyin walked down the street.
Every now and then, a pollutant flashes by, and the crowd screams and runs, and chaos reigns.
When pollutants appeared, Tang Hongyin would carefully hide and not make any sound.
If she really can't avoid it, she will also find a way to give it a stuffy stick and run away quickly when it is hindered.
In fact, the watchtower is a very safe place, and the half-fish, half-sheep pollutant does not move fast, and it is difficult to climb the high spiral ladder. If she obediently stays on it, then by the end of the whole incident, nothing will happen.
But she walked down anyway.
Even she didn't know why she had come down.
Maybe she just wanted to confirm something.