Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

"Although many villagers in Wan'an Village do have flesh and blood and are no different from ordinary people, they are actually just puppets equipped with reed mechanisms, driven by water power of axles, and can move on their own, just like the string puppets of our Immortal Puppet Sect. Just lift the thread and you can operate...

The only difference is that the people who created all of this have more sophisticated and incredible methods. They can treat the entire Wan'an Village as a stage and stage a scene in a way that is beyond our imagination. Good show. "

Chi Xinzi glanced at Wu Meizi.

"Brother Dao, just like you, I have stayed in this village for a long time. Most of the people in the village were secretly captured by me and tortured... Unfortunately, they all said the same thing, except Apart from begging for mercy, cursing, and tossing and turning over and over again, I don’t have many words to say, only about a hundred sentences in total.”

Chi Xinzi is not a fool. He spent a long time in Wan'an Village investigating the secrets of the villagers and the village itself.

After some investigation, he suddenly realized the secret of this village, that is, the villagers are not real "people". The thinking logic of the villagers is instilled by some kind of force, which also results in all the villagers being able to only make reservations. dialogue.

For example, when you go out to work every day or say hello to your neighbors, if someone talks to you, you won't be able to answer many questions. Once you ask too many questions, various flaws will be exposed and you will start to answer questions that are not what you asked.

Through torture, Chixinzi arrested almost all the villagers in the village for questioning, but unfortunately he got very little information.

"The behavior patterns of villagers are fixed, with a cycle of approximately seven days. After the seven days are over, the memories of all villagers will be reset. They will return to seven days ago and still act in the original order..."

Chixinzi stroked his long beard and said: "These villagers cannot be killed. At most, they can be killed on the same day and they will resurrect themselves the next day. Just now, Taoist Brother Wumeizi should have killed one, but it is of no use. Tomorrow That person will be resurrected and will know nothing about being killed.”

After these words were spoken, everyone's heartstrings trembled slightly, and everyone fell into silence.

The Wu Meizi began to think deeply, and the old kiln ghost started smoking again. Granny Miaohua snorted and frowned. At the same time, He Ping was also lost in thought.

"Isn't this just an NPC? The action patterns of the villagers are clearly programmed. They answer questions that are wrong. There are only a few dialogues designed by the program. Once you ask too many questions, the artificial intelligence becomes artificially retarded.

"The ability to control memory does sound somewhat related to the technique of "Demon Planting"..."

Wu Meizi seemed to have thought of something, and her brows came together in surprise.

"By the way, there is one more important thing I want to remind you of."

Chixinzi laughed and said: "Guys, remember, the area for several miles around this village is surrounded by a large formation with the ancient well as the center. There will be nothing strange for anyone who comes in, but as long as they leave, something unexpected will happen. Lost the corresponding memory."

"What?"

The old woman suddenly became furious.

"Chixinzi, why didn't you say something important like this earlier..."

"Grandma Miaohua, please be patient. The formation arranged in the village has a strong effect on ordinary people, but it is very ordinary for us cultivators. If it were us, we would only forget what happened after entering the village. But after entering the village The memory of the past won’t be any hindrance, at most it will make you think that you haven’t entered the village yet.”

He smiled and said: "If you don't believe it, you can give it a try, but it's best to leave a copy of the letter for yourself and write down the relevant information."

"Chixinzi, you have been in and out of this village many times. Could it be that you obtained the intelligence here by retaining information?"

The old kiln ghost asked back.

"Of course, I will write down all the clues I have in advance and keep them with me every time, so that I will not forget about entering the village after leaving the village. In the past, half a year ago, I came in and out of this place countless times. I can guarantee that, Apart from the loss of memory after leaving the village, there will be no other problems."

Chi Xinzi explained: "This method should not be aimed at us cultivators, but specifically to deal with those mortals who mistakenly enter this place and leave the village."

After hearing this, Granny Miaohua, who was about to have a fit, also calmed down. There was silence in the room. Everyone present was silent, as if they were digesting the information. After an unknown amount of time, someone finally asked another question.

"I don't understand. If this is what Qi Xinzi means, the entire Wan'an Village is a 'puppet'?"

After a while, Granny Miaohua asked quickly: "Could it be that the senior master who arranged this Wan'an Village is also a member of your Immortal Puppet Sect."

"Of course not."

Chi Xinzi shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing by the way.

"The techniques are completely different, and the person who can arrange this secret realm and Wan'an Village is definitely a senior master above the Dao. His cultivation methods are far beyond our imagination. Wan'an Village itself is a It’s an extremely weird place. This should be a restriction set up to prevent others from accidentally entering that entrance. The entire village is built around that stone well.”

"What is the attitude of the villagers in Wan'an Village towards the stone well?"

Wu Meizi immediately asked.

"Those villagers regard the stone well as a sacred thing," Chixinzi responded: "Speaking of which, there are also some interesting things about those villagers. I once arrested more than ten people from outside and sent them to this village, forcing them to stay here for one night. , as a result, except for a few people, most people did not come back alive. Guess what happened to those people...?"

"What happened?"

He Ping's eyes moved towards Chi Xinzi, who at this moment had an unpredictable expression.

"Junior brother, don't worry... I think it's getting dark soon. Old kiln ghost, I'd like to ask you to do it. I know your skill of 'turning pottery into ghosts', old friend, and I want to see it tonight." It’s a good show, so I’ll bother you.”

"This is simple."

The old kiln ghost rolled his eyes and touched his cuffs on the table. On the rough poplar table, there were several pottery figures of different shapes. The pottery figures were only a few inches in size, and their appearance was as evil as a yaksha. They winked and winked. , with evil shapes and evil shapes, they are clearly several little evil ghosts made of clay.

He Ping stared carefully for a few times, and suddenly something strange flickered in his eyes. In an instant, he noticed that the ghost-like faces of those Tao people were also changing. Suddenly they became similar to his own, and then suddenly they turned into those of Chu Xinzi, The faces of Granny Miaohua and others.

"The old kiln ghost's art of cursing pottery has indeed become more and more sophisticated."

Chi Xinzi hehe said:

"Everyone, don't stay here. Let's hide outside. There will be a good show in a while."

…

The night is getting darker and the moon climbs on the branches. In the earthen house in the village located on the top of a short hill, lights shine through the papered window lattice. This is a quiet village.

There are few people here and there are few things going on. The lights are quickly extinguished after night falls. There are no people, no cats, no dogs, no poultry in the village. The surrounding woods are also quiet, without a single bird chirping.

The Li Zheng family's mansion is located at the west end of the village, surrounded by a quiet forest. As the night gets darker, the originally dark green trees and their branches and leaves have turned completely as black as ink.

Under the moonlight, which is as pale as a white eyebrow, the shadowy trees look like people baring their teeth and claws, and their shadows are extremely long.

Time passed bit by bit.

The night is getting deeper and deeper...

Woohoo! A gust of cold wind blew slowly, and several door panels in the adjacent street bounced and shook randomly, as if they were haunted.

Several figures also walked over in the dark. They were a group of skinny villagers. They did not bring lanterns or torches, but they held axes, hoes, pitchforks and other agricultural tools in their hands. Their strange faces had shining eyes. , with a strong bloodlust in his eyes.

There was a very faint rotten smell in the air, like the smell of fish. The villagers scratched their necks, held farm tools, and surrounded the house. Some of them climbed over the wall and opened the door. Their faces were full of Murderous villagers rushed into the house and stabbed several sleeping people with axes, hoes and pitchforks.

As blood splattered everywhere, the villagers' pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, and their appearance began to change. The heads of these people began to swell, their eyeballs protruded, and they stared as big as bells, and their mouths opened wide, filled with blood. Sharp and elongated teeth.

The heads of the villagers turned into fish, and fish gills sprouted from their scratching necks. They stretched out their slender claws, pulled at the bodies of the dead people, and began to tear apart the flesh and blood and chop them into pieces. Cutting and devouring human flesh.

This strange scene was also captured by an eyeball floating in the air outside the window. Through the "Puppet Eye Spirit Ball", He Ping also clearly saw the strange appearance of the villagers turning into half humans and half fish, and his brows were unnatural. wrinkled.

Perhaps, these villagers thought they were feasting on human flesh, but in his eyes, these villagers with fish heads were chewing clay fragments crazily, and their mouths were dripping with blood from the fragments without even realizing it.

"What a weird change..."

Even he was surprised by the scene before him.

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