"Withdrawn. ”

No one answered, and the door of the cabin was quiet, as quiet as if there was no one inside. Wood reached out and pushed again, but the door was fastened from behind and could not be pushed.

The black dog looked up at Wood's movements, and there was a little more anticipation in his eyes.

"Withdrawn. ”

Wood knocked on the door again, and after repeated bangs on the door without a sound, Glna sprang up, looked at it carefully, and said, "I didn't see the lock, it was bolted from the inside." ”

"Get it out of the way. But don't make too much noise. Wood said decisively.

Malna searched the crack in the door, and then he reached through the crack in the door and swiped up and down to find the deadbolt, and when he found it, he cut it off with a knife.

Wood took a breath, first made Xiao Li test it, and found that not only was the deadbolt behind the door locked, but there were other heavy objects pushing the door, and then he increased the force and pushed the door open.

At the moment when the wooden door was pushed open, it seemed to hit an invisible and substantial wall head-on, and the stench as if it was like a substance hit the four people at the door, and they couldn't control a few steps back.

The stench is like a black and moldy rotten egg, a severely ill fox who has not bathed for ten days, the most poisonous stinky foot in the world has just come out, a pile of mountain-like garbage fermented under the scorching sun, and the smell of rotting corpses that have not yet formed a shape can be combined to form this smell.

Smelling it, even if it is neutralized with Yang Yi's Sun Hibiscus essential oil, it still makes people feel suffocated as if they have squeezed out the fresh air.

Among the four people, especially Yang Yi, his sense of smell is too much higher than that of normal people, and his face immediately changes when he smells it. Holding on to the door and stopping vomiting.

No one laughed at him for his weakness, and Malna stepped up to guard the priest in the group. Whispered, "Is there a way to dispel the smell?"

Yang Yi shook his head in pain, and reluctantly cast an exorcism spell on himself. But it clearly didn't do much. Yang Yi also dismissed the intention of performing spells on others.

Seeing that Yang Yi had settled down, Wood asked him for some essential oil of Sun Hibiscus to sprinkle on the flannel, and used it to cover his mouth and nose and press it on his face.

Signaling to the other three to be on guard, Woodmayer stepped into the room, a muffled voice whispering from behind the flannel, "Withdrawer, withdrawing from the apostle?"

Worried that there would be an accident when Wood entered the house alone, Yang Yi pushed Malna with his hand. Marna understood what Yang Yi meant, and flattened the scimitar in his hand, and he was in front of him. Yang Yi was in the middle, Segili was wound, and the three of them followed closely into the fish.

The inside of the hut was darker than the outside, and all the places that could let in the light, such as the windows, were all covered, and four torches and a ball of light barely illuminated the room. And the smell of that bad breath was also stronger, Yang Yi had to inhale carefully, exhale slowly, and forcefully suppress the effect of that smell on him.

"No one. Wood shook his torch. Walked around the house roughly.

In the flickering of light and shadow, Yang Yi saw that the hut was in a mess, with furniture overturned, clothes, and all kinds of miscellaneous items scattered all over the ground. A small dining table in the corner sits with moldy food. The whole room looked like it hadn't been inhabited for a long time, and the wooden walls and ceiling were covered with mold. Speckled patterns of weird mildew dotted throughout the hut added to the smell of corruption.

Malna sneaks into the kitchen to check. When he came out, he carried a small bag of flour that was dry and clumped, gray and black as sand. "It's been a while. ”

As soon as the words fell, Serge, who was standing behind the most gloomy, suddenly turned around. The bow and arrow in his hand turned his head in the direction of the doorway.

I saw the black dog slowly pacing in from outside the door, turned to the left, and when he reached the staircase leading to the second floor, he still looked at the four of them with that sad look, and then continued to slowly go upstairs.

Wood was still pressing the flannel on his face with one hand, and pointed upstairs with the other. The three of them understood, and followed Wood upstairs.

"Apostle Translator?" Wood moved cautiously, whispering as he went.

The wooden ladder slabs creaked under your feet, as if they were rotten and would collapse at any moment. There was a strange atmosphere in the cabin, and the four of them had to be distracted and vigilant about what could happen at any time, while keeping an eye on their feet.

When you step over the wooden ladder at the back of the mountain, two rooms appear in front of you. The black dog was crouching in the doorway on the right, looking at the four of them with sad eyes.

Wood chose the doorway where the black dog crouched and shone it in with a torch, and the four finally saw the only person alive in the village.

In fact, from Yang Yi's point of view, it is difficult to say whether this person is alive or dead.

He was wrapped in a thick blanket that was much thicker than he should have chosen correctly in such a season. And it wraps people so tightly that the person in the blanket and the blanket are more like a cocoon when wrapped together.

The man in the cocoon shrugged his head, his whole body twisted into a shape that did not resemble a human form, and he sat down in a rocking chair, facing the four of them with half of his head. On the door of the head, the hair had almost fallen out, revealing a rotting scalp like the corpse of the woman in the well. The difference is that the sores on the female corpse's skull have been soaked white, but this one is red and yellow, the red is the exposed flesh, and the yellow one is thick pus. A sore like this used to look like this when Yang Yi only saw severe osteomyelitis in the hospital when the bones were rotting from the inside out.

As for his limbs, Yang Yi struggled to discern what the liquid was dripping from the edge of the blanket before he gasped to find that the man's limbs had rotted and been broken, and the third was the only left part of the limbs, and below the wrist was also a blurry mass of flesh and blood. The wound made it look like rotten meat from a meat grinder, rather than a limb with muscles and bones.

It seems completely impossible for such a person, such an injury, such a body to be transformed into such a body. But he is alive again, and his slightly undulating chest proves it.

Wood endured the stench of corruption on his body and stepped forward, and asked in a low voice, "Withdraw, withdraw!"

The man moved slowly and looked up.

The four of them gasped collectively!

Yang Yi preferred that he not look up, because as soon as he raised his head, he saw his two eye sockets with only black holes left. Another spider quickly crawled out of it, and crawled in through the nasal cavity where only the bridge of the nose remained. It was as if it was no longer a nasal cavity, but a nest of insects.

Wood tightened his body. It took all the strength of his body to clamp his feet to the floor to control his urge to run away with his feet, and the look on his face was unbearable and frightened, and he tried his best to make his eyes look like that face again, and called in a low voice: "Withdraw the translator, is it the withdrawal of the translator?"

"Huh?" the man made a sound, and as his lips moved, pus fell from his chin with pus from his lower lip and splashed onto the floor with a snap. Smashed into a puddle like tofu.

The whole situation is like a nightmare that you can't wake up from!

Yang Yi could only clench his fists so as not to spit it out again. Even as a medical student, he had never seen such a disgusting and terrible ...... Stuff.

"Withdrawn!" After a long time of not responding, unable to tell what he was facing, Wood let out a loud shout, raised his weapon with his right hand and aimed it at his head, raised his left hand to signal to his teammates behind him to attack, and shouted sharply, "Answer me! Otherwise, I'll attack right away!"

He was still able to speak, and his voice was far calmer and gentler than Yang Yi had imagined, which was very different from what he was looking like now.

He said, "Is it Wood? Wood?Bollian?forgive me for not seeing you." I'm blind. ”

Wood heard this, a slight look of surprise on his face, and lowered his raised left hand to signal his teammates to withdraw their attacks.

"It's me. Uncle Er of the Translation. How did you become like this?" replied Wood, whose voice trembled slightly.

Eva Er didn't answer Wood's words, and said in a somewhat dazed sense, "Oh. I didn't expect me to make it this far. He seemed to want to figure out his current situation, and it took him a long time to give up this futile move. Said: "Finally waited for someone to come." But I probably don't have much time left, so you have to listen carefully to every word I say. ”

Wood also understood that this was not the time to talk nonsense, and hurriedly responded, "I'm listening." ”

Interpreter's voice still sounded so calm and gentle, and he said, "Counting from the east side of the village to the right, the thirteenth house, the one with a big millstone at the door, lives Anji. ”

Wood's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth to speak, and the translator continued, "The evil source of Dakuru Village is there. It's in Angie's body, please go and dispel it. After a pause, as if to catch his breath, he said, "Dakuru Village is finished, if you can save Anji, please save her." If you can't save ...... May her soul rest in peace!Please don't be soft, at least don't let it spread to the next village. ”

After saying this, a long bellows-like voice came out of his throat, and he said, "I can finally die quietly." ”

The voice was calm, serene, and more of a relief that had finally let go of what was on the mind.

However, he did not die.

Withdrawn Yier himself realized this, and Yang Yi heard him let out a laugh that he didn't know whether to call it a bitter smile or a self-deprecating laugh: "It turns out that I was wrong, it's not easy to even die." Demons and clergy are natural predators, and they haven't played me enough. ”

Wood looked back at Yang Yi, his eyes full of pleading, expecting Yang Yi to do something for him. Yang Yi shook his head at him helplessly, such a situation as Withdrawn Yier was not something he could handle, not even if he changed Arda. His body had long since lost its vitality, but it was supported by an evil force. Its purpose may have been simply to enable the apostle, whom it hated, to suffer more before he died, or to keep him 'alive' and endure endless suffering forever.

Yang Yi's reply silenced Wood, and then asked softly, "The last question, we will carry out the mission if you ask it." ”

"Just ask. ”

"What is Anji, I remember that she was the purest and most devout girl in the village. ”

The demon likes to play with people's hearts the most, and whoever yearns for the light the most is more likely to attract their jealousy. Like me, it made me live longer, it didn't let me die, it made me watch the whole village fall and I couldn't do anything about it—it was more painful than death. ”

Wood was silent again, and finally asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Leave me a knife. Withdrawing the translation, he suddenly laughed at himself again: "Oh, I forgot, my current situation is not even self-judgment." Priest, do you have a priest in your ranks? Leave me a Light Blaster and go. ”

The heart already knew the apostle's intentions, and perhaps it was merciful to him that he should do the same. Yang Yi silently stimulated the Holy Light Power and condensed it in the palm of his hand until it was continuously compressed and condensed, forming a very unstable Holy Light Ball.

Placing the ball of light, that is, the Holy Light Burst Bomb, on the floor in front of the Wither, Yang Yi said softly, "May you rest in peace, Apostle Withzer." ”

"Thank you, kid. The voice was still so calm and gentle, full of sincere gratitude. "Now, go away, and be safe with you. ”

It was useless to say more, and Wood gritted his teeth and led everyone away.

On the second floor of the small wooden floor, only Tur and his loyal dog remained.

"Hey, buddy, thank you for all these years of being with me, my most loyal friend. I love you, old Báb, now do the last thing for me, Báb, help me bite it open. May the Light purify me and you. Interpreter smiled calmly, but with a hideous look: "I'll be waiting for you in heaven, old fellow, if I can still go." ”

Babu rose from the ground and gently picked up the ball of light—even though the amount of light it emitted was eroding its jaw and tearing its lips at the first touch of it, it looked at its master with loyalty and admiration, and struggled to endure the intense pain of the purifying effect and walked to the side of the reel, resting its head on his lap, which was no longer considered a thigh. Then the Empress took a deep look at Tu Yi'er, and bit down the Holy Light Explosion Bullet from her mouth hard.

Rumble!

The breath of holy light that blew from the cabin was like a small grenade bursting on the ground, and the splashing breath blew the hair of the four people outside the room, but it couldn't blow much of the heavy dark aura.

Seeing that the hut was collapsing, and the wooden structure was melting like a candle, Yang Yi was stunned, and he truly understood the mood of Wood and the others when they set fire to their village with their own hands.

Wood knelt down, kissed the ground, and whispered, "May you rest in peace." ”

Serge and Marna did the same.

Yang Yi didn't know where this custom was, but at this moment, his heart was touched and trembled and couldn't stop, and instinctively knelt down and kissed the earth reverently like Wood, and said, "May you rest in peace." ”

Glaring at the sincere wishes of his new teammates, Wood's eyes were moist and red, and he got up and strode in the direction of Angie's residence.

Yang Yi followed closely and got up to follow, and the four of them strode forward, their backs were firmer and braver than when they first entered the village, with the sonorous and tragic spirit that had just risen!

Crumbs crawling out of hell!

Wait, I'm here!

Clenching his fists, feeling the surging anger burning in his heart, Yang Yi only had this thought left in his mind. (To be continued......)