"Fortunately, the sun has come out, which should help our situation." The villager looked up at the sun in the sky, then quickly lowered his head and wrinkled his eyes. Is the tears in his eyes due to the irritation of the sun? Whether the pain is caused by emotions or emotions, only he knows.
The book of records was opened. Shu Mo stood there with a pen for a long time before trembling the tip of the pen and wrote "The big bell rings, the most important thing is farewell."
Some philosophers from the Jin tribe once said that the farthest distance in the world is not from Qianhaitian to Baihai, nor to the outside world or the infinite starry sky, but between life and death.
"I hope this gift of sunshine can bring about a turn of events." The villagers murmured to themselves, and then hurried towards the seaside, seeming to have forgotten Ye Lin and his party.
Ye Lin nodded and said to them: "These villagers may have been strongly disappointed with the Eye of Mist and the God of Mist, so they began to pray for something they had never believed in before."
He discovered early on that the common "colloquial language" of people in the God Realm included praying to the Mist God, describing most positive events as gifts from the Mist God.
But the villagers just now were looking to the sun for a turn of events instead of praying to the God of Fog.
"This means good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles." Mo Mei lowered her voice slightly, and her emotions were affected by the sound of the bell. She didn't want to be disrespectful by speaking loudly when the deceased passed away.
Even though she has become a god, she still maintains an "ordinary" heart.
The villagers didn't know about the replacement of the Earth Guardian, but the negative news about the Eye of Mist and the God of Mist had obviously spread to the Watcher Village. The noble trust began to break. In endless despair, they tried to seek help for something extra. .
"Let's go take a look." Ye Lin snapped his fingers, shrouding them with magic that hindered cognition.
Because Feilao and the others are too stunning in appearance, getting together can easily cause commotion and unnecessary trouble. Therefore, they often appear ordinary to ordinary people and strangers. No one in Mavis and Gu Yu can even see their existence. .
On the other edge of the monitor village, Yimi Wu took a spear-sized puppet needle and fought with Yuena endlessly. The puppet needle collided with Brianak, constantly sputtering out dazzling energy.
Yimiwu secretly learned "Niwu's tactics" from Niwu, and Yuena also learned how to control heavy weapons from Clouser, the bishop of Remedia Bell Tower and the female Blue Fist Holy Envoy.
For a time, they were evenly matched!
In the Watcher Village, on the coast facing the direction of Chongquan, dark waves washed intensively against the small pier. A woman with rough hair and simple clothes was kneeling on the ground, pleading with the village chief standing in front of her.
"Let me go home once, just once, for ten minutes. Let me see my family and hold my child."
The woman's thin shoulders were shaking constantly, as if one more gust of wind would blow her down. Her sad and pleading voice made all the surrounding villagers look at the village leader Bonas with unbearable expressions.
Bonas is a middle-aged man with a strong build. He holds a shark hunting gun driven by a fog machine and said calmly: "It's not that I'm ungrateful, Cindy, look at your hands."
Everyone also followed the village chief's reminder and looked at Cindy's hands. The hands of fishermen on the beach are definitely not delicate and smooth. Everyone knows this, but Cindy's fingers have been extended to three times the length of ordinary fingers. The nails are sharp and the skin is as hard as that of a giant lizard.
Cindy's transformation into a monster has already begun, and there is no way to save it and there is no cure.
Everyone fell silent and slowly closed their eyes.
"Village Chief, her transformation into a monster is at the very beginning, and there is still some time before the final mutation." A young man with broken hair and a determined face spoke up, trying to get the last chance for Cindy.
The young man's name is Brimu. He is thin and wears a dark blue waterproof jacket. He has a dagger at his waist. Behind him are a harpoon, a staff, a short spear and other weapons wrapped in a roll of cloth.
"Brimu, she has been infected by the evil spirit. How can she hug her child with her hands? If an accident happens...do you want to hear the bells of Sara Island ring one more time?"
After hearing the village chief's words, the woman's trembling shoulders shook even more. She understood the stakes and choked up: "Then I will take one last look at the child from a distance, let me see him..."
"Stop talking, hurry up and send her to Sara Island." Bonas waved his hand coldly. People infected with evil spirits are destined to become ghosts. If you stay for one more minute, everyone will be at greater risk.
Most of the villagers couldn't bear it, but they could only sigh hard, put some food on a relatively sturdy fog boat, and then pointed the fog weapon at the woman. Come on board, we will take you to the quarantined island of Sara, and then... wait for the moment the bell rings for you.
The villagers watching were all focused on Cindy, unaware that an outsider was approaching.
Shu Mo bit her lip tightly, thinking whether Qingyan City would have become as cruel as it is now if she and Lord Mo Ni had not delayed the time and Lord Yuena had finally purified the demonic energy.
Lord Ye Lin ordered Baihai to stop the rain for three days. The sun broke through the clouds and shone brightly on the earth. It was the early summer and it should have been quite hot, but now Shu Mo only felt cold and her body was shivering.
She strongly sympathized with the pleading woman, but she also understood the indifference of the village chief Bonas. Every time Sarah heard the big brass bell ringing, it meant that a familiar person was about to arrive at the farthest distance... die.
In order that there should be no more sacrifices, indifference is necessary.
Not everyone can become a demon guardian like a demon, because it is not enough to have a strong desire to survive. You also need to have enough strength and a little...luck.
"Village chief, let me take a look at my family from a distance. Then I will commit suicide and I will never turn into a ghost." The woman showed determination and pulled out a dagger from her sleeve, which was used to cut fish and plant fruits.
Bonas once again refused coldly, "No, even if you die, your evil spirit will not disappear. You'd better go to Sara Island."
Then he urged: "Get on the boat quickly, we will take care of your family for you... This is the only thing we can do."
Danglang~
The dagger slipped from the cuff and fell to the ground. The woman's face was as pale as paper, and she walked towards the ship step by step like a puppet with rusty joints. Before boarding the ship, she looked back at the monitor village and the direction of her home. Her eyes showed extreme reluctance. And attachment.
Bonas' steely shoulders also trembled, and then became firm again.
Brimu was the first to jump on the boat, and two healthy villagers immediately followed. They untied the ropes that tied the boat and prepared to rush to Sara Island.
As quickly as half a day, as slowly as three days, the big brass bell will ring again.
The faces of the villagers were numb, and their hearts were as heavy as a mountain. Now that Cindy has been sent away, whose turn will be next.
Maybe in half a year, everyone will be "reunion" on Sala Island.
boom!
A dazzling streak instantly fell to the sea and exploded violently near the ship. The air and water waves violently pushed the ship and the four passengers back to the shore. When the sea water fell, it seemed like a heavy rain.
A pair of white angel wings appeared behind Yuena, and she passed by the coastal port like lightning. "Why are you still chasing me when I'm done with you? Don't accidentally hurt innocent people."
"Because I've been unhappy with you since I was in Qingyan. Damn yellow-faced woman. During the concert last night, you actually ate my popcorn and drank my milk tea." Yimi Wu made up his mind to have sex with the yellow-faced woman. Differentiate.
Later I will ride on your head so that your nose is closer to the earth than mine.
Yimiwu stopped briefly at the pier, looked at the four villagers who were drowned by the sea water, and shouted: "Crazy Bear, please deal with that woman's evil spirit."
Wearing a fitted gentleman's dress, Crazy Bear quickly ran towards the frightened Cindy, took out a puppet and two puppet needles from his arms, and then directly stabbed the back of Cindy's hand, piercing the lizard-like skin and bleeding. The blood that comes out is dark green.
The doll the size of a baby's fist was slowly covered with a strange evil spirit, and then the Crazy Bear opened its mouth and spit out a stream of flames to burn it away.
Cindy's hands returned to their normal human appearance, with rough skin and calluses on the palms, but they were indeed human hands.
(End of chapter)