"I'd like to see what the hell is playing tricks?"

Looking at these villagers in front of him, Xie Chen was more inclined to this situation, because he had been under the influence of "Him" for many years, and he would become like this.

I didn't dare to imagine that in the case of weird possession and erosion in the strange world, the ability to resist would be so strong.

But how does it work on yourself? The jury is still inconclusive.

The only time I tried it was in the funeral dungeon, when I first experienced the four dreams, I put on cyan clothes and became a cyan bamboo paper figure, and put on that white skin and became a white paper figure.

In either case, he has completely lost the ability to think as a normal human being, and even his memory has become blurred.

These are also things that I finally know after clearing the dungeon.

Originally, after experiencing a backtrack, I was also confused about why I had those broken memories before.

After completely clearing the dungeon and returning the memory, I realized that when I first experienced the dungeon, I had completely gone wrong in many places.

In the end, he even turned into a paper figure in white skin, intercepting himself on the way up the mountain.

In fact, it is the self that was cremated after the failure of the fourth dream for the first time.

Now that I think about it, I feel a little uneasy.

As time froze, all the people in front of him stopped moving.

The two skinny ones were like thin dogs, and they carried the large pile of wood, plus a black incense burner box for the sacrifice.

Xie Chen slowly passed through the two men with only bones left in their hands, and then crouched down and touched the incense ash scattered on the ground.

Indeed, like the incense ash left after the burning of ordinary incense, there is nothing particularly strange about it.

"Relying on these incense, is it possible to really communicate with the weird?"

Xie Chen thought for a while, and finally shook his head, denying the conjecture in his heart.

If we could really connect with "Him", it is estimated that there would be no tragedy in the future.

I could already confirm in my heart that the content of the priest's notes was absolutely true.

Even "Him" on the Isle of Misty has completely taken control of these villagers.

The scene in front of us is obviously not the usual scene of harmonious life, and it may be that the former state has been maintained by "Him" power.

It could even be the reincarnation before Aphroga's death.

After all, this black sacrificial box, I have actually seen this kind of thing in the movie, many times it is a box placed in front of the sacrificial items, and three pillars of sandalwood thicker than usual should be inserted on it.

Xie Chen frowned, no wonder he hadn't seen these villagers before, it was estimated that they were all really dead, these things that were not human or ghostly were just shadows reproduced by strange talks.

It's really scary to look at, but I don't know if the level of danger is high or not.

Xie Chen untied the effect of the pocket watch in his heart, and looked at the old man in front of him who was still scolding the two skinny guys.

Xie Chen lowered his eyebrows slightly, maybe this black-hearted and black-livered old man is undoubtedly the head of this village.

If it was a reproduction of the scene, even the high priest who was missing should have been recreated.

"That's right!"

Xie Chen's head flashed, as if he had thought of some key issue.

If "He" relied on the power of strange talk to reproduce the scene before Aphroda's death, and even kept the cycle repeated, then now that the sacrifice has not begun, Aphroda should still be alive!

As long as you can find Aphroca, you can figure out how to find a way to deal with "Him".

Xie Chen's heart was a little happy, and he couldn't even hold back the joy in his heart.

The village chief, who was insulting the two guys who were cleaning up the wood, suddenly reacted to the fact that there was still a laughing self standing next to him.

In the eyes of this old fellow, his current laughter was full of playfulness, as if he was laughing at the fact that he had messed up everything he had prepared for the gods before the sacrifice began.

Before Xie Chen stopped, and before he could even confirm the direction he was going to go next, the old man with a big hole in his back came over and blocked him.

"What the hell are you from?"

"You haven't answered the old question yet, and you dare not respect the supreme god on this island!"

"You're supposed to be an outsider, just like the man and the woman, right?"

The old guy in front of him, his voice gradually became low, and with a gust of wind blowing, he could clearly see that the old guy's skin was actually blowing.

It is like a ripple on the surface of a lake, which can slowly ripple.

Xie Chen had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, watching the old man's wrinkled skin ripple little by little, and even felt a little disgusting, and he couldn't feel the slightest sense of oppression.

"While facing these things, I hope you can keep the respect you deserve for the old man!"

"Also, as an intruder, I hope you can go to the prison in your village and shut yourself up and not do any useless struggles."

Xie Chen quietly looked at the old guy in front of him and listened with interest.

I also want to see how interesting things the puppet controlled by "Him" can say?

"And when will you let me go?"

Xie Chen smiled playfully.

The old man looked at his hippie smiling face, and the anger on his face became heavier and heavier, and he even stomped on the ground with his thin feet.

"It's all like that! It's all like that! ”

"Just like that damn girl, pretending to be a hippie smile!"

"Kill this intruder for the old decay, and then sacrifice it to the gods we revere!"

The old man ordered the two scrawny fellows who were picking up firewood on the ground, and pointed his finger at himself and scolded viciously.

Xie Chen was a little happy.

This thing is so disgusted with itself, but it still wants to dedicate its "dirty" self to the god it respects very much, isn't this a pure clown?

Xie Chen was not used to this old guy, and his feet full of strength kicked heavily on the chest that the old guy felt.

I only heard a click, and the sound of several extremely fragile ribs in front of me was broken.

His strength is several times stronger than that of an ordinary adult, and despite being strangely tainted and controlled by "Him", this old fellow is still mortal.

Xie Chen was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that after eating his own kick, this old thing was about to be kicked by himself.

Originally, I thought it was a reproduction of the afterimage created by "Him", and it should be more or less contaminated with some weirdness-related abilities.

Now, it seems, it's really not at all.

The reason why I dared to do it was because I remembered a rule on the note.

That's the first half of the rule.

[You can beat up villagers.] 】

Coupled with the fact that "He" may have descended on Aphroda himself, the things he did should also be related to the nature of Aphrodia.

Look at it from Aphroga's standpoint.

I just want to play with my peers' children, and I haven't done anything harmful.

Mom and Dad left him for no reason, and these adults in the village would beat him for various reasons for no reason, and even speak ill of him.

All that can be experienced is malice and exclusion, so there is no need to say anything about truth, goodness and beauty.

To put it bluntly, "He" is actually just a weird talk about the weirdness of the world, but in this copy it is described with a more appropriate adjective.

Now that "He" has descended on Aphroga, it is natural that he will have a grudge against these villagers, and as for revenge, he has already taken revenge, and the rest is only targeted, so that this group of guys will continue to experience the pain of dying.

It is estimated that it is also a characteristic of the strange talk of killing.

Therefore, the "He" who descended on Aphroga will not come out to stop or persecute himself because he has hurt the villagers.

On the contrary, it can be regarded as a disguised conformity to "Him", which is also another kind of flattery.

If you are a good person, you will naturally not do such a thing.

But these villagers are all deserving of it, and they are talking more and more urgently.

"Fuck you!"

Xie Chen followed up and made up for it, and put it on the side of the old guy lying on the ground, and he heard the cracked ribs on the top again, and there was a cracking sound on the side.

Although it is not obvious, the small layer of skin in the middle has a little bit of a feeling of being kicked by itself.

The two skinny guys next to him immediately panicked when they saw the old village chief being bullied by such a foreign invader.

You must know that the next sacrifice still needs to be presided over by the old village chief, in case there is a three long and two short to anger the gods on the island, it is not something that they villagers can bear.

Although there is a priest in the village, but when it comes to the foreign child, the priest is not particularly willing to do this, if there is no old village chief to come forward, there may be something wrong with the sacrifice in the future.

"Damn invaders, stop it!"

One of them, a little stronger, picked up a half-broken piece of wood from the ground with the palm of his boneless hand, and smashed it at his head.

Xie Chen gritted his teeth, held back the fire in his heart, and broke the hand with one punch.

"Dog's sissy, can I talk to your uncle a little louder?"

This scrawny villager is not the enemy of the world at all, even if he is replaced by a normal adult, he can be knocked down in three or two blows, let alone the two stickmen standing in front of him now.

Seeing that the villager who rushed up first in front was deflated, the villager in the back picked up a piece of wood with both hands, gritted his teeth and smashed it to his side.

Solve the villager in front of him, he only used one punch, and the rest of this guy is slow and weak, and it is really no different from Bai Yu.

Xie Chen swept over with an elbow and smashed it the side of this guy's head, and his whole head was directly knocked out by himself.

The rest of the body, although it did not have the control of its head, still took the two planks in its hand and rushed straight forward.

Xie Chen dodged sideways, lost his sense of direction, and immediately stepped on the fallen piece of wood in front of him, and fell to the ground hard.

The relatively thin skeleton was scattered directly on the ground when it bumped into a raised stone brick next to it.

Looking at the little arm bones that rolled to his feet, Xie Chen couldn't help frowning.

"Your durability is almost at the bottom......"

Xie Chen kicked out the forearm bones under his feet, and rolled directly to the head that fell to the ground on the side.

But because of the strange blessing, although it has been dismantled, the villagers in front of them who are only stumps and severed arms still have self-consciousness.

Xie Chen frowned, looking at the eyes on the ground that were also staring at him, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Walking towards the front, the woman with the bucket was stunned when she saw herself as if she was killing a god.

Just standing there screaming.

Xie Chen was really speechless, the foul smell emanating from the feet of this hooked thing, even if he couldn't think about it, he wouldn't approach this guy.

And don't say that you judge people by their appearance, this thing is usually placed in the village, it is the kind of eight women with long mouths, sometimes you don't need to do anything to kill people, you can do it in the last two sentences.

Maybe for Aphroga's family, among these island villagers who are unanimous with the outside world, there are no less bad things like this Ba Po.

Xie Chen reached out and pinched his nose, trying not to let himself inhale too much of the swill-like smell.

A few steps further, the old guy on the ground who had broken his ribs by kicking himself stretched out his dry hand and grabbed his ankle.

"Damn intruders!"

"Stop for the old man!"

Xie Chen glanced at the old guy on the ground, stepped on the old guy's wrist hard, and then rubbed his toes back and forth on the ground a few times.

"Ah, perseverance is strong, isn't it?"

Looking at the old guy who was screaming in pain, Xie Chen couldn't help grinning.

Under his own torture, the old guy also let go of his hand in pain.