[Comprehensive British and American] I open a haunted house in the superhero world

West glanced over and saw the corpses hanging on the tree.

These corpses have been air-dried, the dry black skin is wrinkled, and the body still looks complete, but they all have one thing in common, that is, their eye sockets are sunken.

Not a single corpse here has eyes.

"Oh my god." West cried out subconsciously.

He did a similar scene in a haunted house, but it was fake and it was real.

Those corpses were hung there quietly, like a flag—a flag that symbolized some kind of victory.

This victory is relative to the person who hangs the body here, but for others, this is a perverted show off.

Are these all the people Billy killed?West couldn't help thinking.

He looked at the corpses in front of him, and he seemed to be able to hear some voice calling his name in his ears, which made him subconsciously want to walk into it.

He did indeed leave, walking into this eerie forest step by step.

The child followed behind him, step by step carefully, he took as many steps as West took, not daring to lag behind and relax.

West didn't walk too fast, his attention was completely attracted by the hanging corpses.

These corpses include men and women, children and old people. Wherever West goes, these corpses are blown in West's direction by the wind, as if there is an induction.

In the middle of the walk, the child suddenly pulled West.

"Did you hear any sound?" The child looked around, as if trying to find out where the sound came from.

He almost turned around, but was pulled back by West.

When you walk into a place full of dead bodies, don't look back, because the dead expect you to turn back, so that he can take the rest of the way instead of you.

West covered his ears and said to him, "Don't look back, don't listen."

"But I can still hear you," continued the kid, looking desperately wanting to turn around.

West simply pulled him in front of him, covered his ears with both hands, and then pressed him to continue walking forward.

"Don't turn back even if you hear it." West told him with his eyes.

His elbow was pressed against the child's shoulder, and at the same time West began to hear sounds in his ears.

[My lord, my lord...]

[Have we completed our mission, my lord? 】

[My lord, take a look at us. 】

Those voices rustled into his ears, most of which he couldn't quite understand.

Just now he thought that these people were killed by Billy, but the mission mentioned in what they said made him feel that there was something different from what he thought.

Especially when he heard the next sound, someone calling——

[Master Death. 】

West stopped, held the child down, and listened carefully.

Whoever that yelled was definitely not Billy.

【Are we your most loyal followers? 】

The voice continued.

In an instant, all the corpses swayed in the wind. Although the child couldn't see the corpses, he was shivering from the sudden gust of evil wind.

[Save us, Lord Death. 】

[Avenge us, Lord Death! 】

[My lord, my lord, take a look at us. 】

At this moment, a lot of voices drilled into West's ears, calling his name desperately.

"Who are you!" West suddenly heard a man say.

The voice that was still calling in his ear stopped completely in an instant.

The moment he looked away, even the corpse hanging on the tree disappeared.

A ray of light shined on West, knowing that the extremely strong-looking young man held an oil lamp and looked at West with a surprised expression.

"Who are you and why did you come here?" the man said sternly.

West checked the surrounding environment again at first glance—it was still the forest just now, just the tombstones in the forest, and the corpses had disappeared, returning to the ordinary forest.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to run around at night?" Seeing that West ignored him, the man continued, "How could you run here!"

"I'm just a passerby," West said.

"You can't walk around during the festival, don't you know?"

West blinked his eyes and said with an innocent face, "Aren't you coming out at night too?"

That person was choked, at this time Nass pulled Lavist and explained in a low voice: "He is the night watchman, the person who supervises everyone during the ceremony."

The night watchman hadn't noticed the child before, but when he spoke, he immediately discovered the existence of the child, and immediately said: "Okay, so it belongs to your family, and I know that your family disrespects God the most! No wonder the village chief Said that God hates your family the most.”

Um?Is this different from what a child would say?

Didn't the children say before that their family was the earliest worshippers, so God loves them the most?

The child blushed and wanted to refute, but couldn't speak.

So West stood in front of the child, smiling gently at the child, while looking coldly at the night watchman.

The man took a step back subconsciously, startled by West's eyes.

"Anyway, during the festival, you are not allowed to wander around! No, you have to go to see the village chief with me." Holding his head, he was afraid and unwilling to show his timidity. He demanded one festival after another, insisting that West go to meet with him. village head.

West just happened to have some things to know, so he agreed to meet the village chief.

The night watchman walked in the front. He seemed to be really frightened by West, so he didn't go with them, and walked quickly all the way to bring them to the village chief.

"Do you know where that is in the back?" West asked Nas in a low voice while waiting for the village chief.

Nas shook his head and replied, "I've never been there."

While they were talking, the village chief had arrived.

The white-haired old man, who looked a little older, looked at West sternly: "Young man, why did you go to that forest?"

He didn't know if the person told him about West's situation just now, or what, he didn't even ask who West was, and the first thing he said was to ask about the forest.

The expression looked very vigilant, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to have a different attitude towards the forest.

West's first feeling was that he knew the forest.

"Because I heard the call." West suddenly lowered his voice, showing a strange expression, "Death is calling me."

He didn't need to talk about his situation, he just needed to say it so simply.

The village chief's face remained calm when he said the word calling, but when he said the word death, his face changed.

Although it was only for a moment, it was still noticed by West.

That forest has something to do with death, West thought calmly, and the village chief probably knew.

"Nonsense!" The village chief immediately shouted, "Young people, don't talk nonsense, what about death, we are protected by the god of puppets here, and even death will be avoided."

"Hurry up and go home." The village chief wanted to drive West away immediately after speaking.

But West suddenly took two steps forward, and when the village chief was caught off guard, he pointed a finger on his forehead.

"What are you doing?" The village head was furious immediately.

"It's nothing." West withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, then narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Since you don't want to see me, then I'll go first."

After he finished speaking, he took the child outside, and the night watchman was also waiting outside the door, as if he had been ordered to watch them go back to his home.

As soon as I got home, my mother-in-law had already got the news and was waiting at the door.

The night watchman knew the mother-in-law's lunatic character very well, and he took a look at West before he left. He seemed to think that West belonged to this family.

Before her mother-in-law had an attack, West turned back and pulled Nas, and said to him gently: "Can you let me see your soul?"

Nas tilted his head, not understanding what he meant.

So West put it another way: "Can you let me put my finger on your forehead?"

The child didn't think too much, and agreed to let West do this.

So West stretched out his hand, and tapped his finger on his forehead as he had just done to the mayor—

When he retracted his fingers, his expression became a little complicated.

No.

is empty.

Their minds are empty, and everything acts like an instinct—or a programmed reaction.

West explored the child's soul, and came to the same conclusion as the village chief just now, that they had no memory.

More precisely, their souls are empty.

This happens only to the dead.

But their hearts were beating, they could move and talk, and West had no way to say that their reactions were not real. Just like at this moment, there was something wrong in his expression, and the child immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

He looked ordinary, and there was nothing false about him.

He's not even as keen as a soulless man.

And judging from the way West gets along with these people, he doesn't think these people have souls.

"No, nothing." West smiled, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

At this time, the mother-in-law, who was shocked by his series of strange movements, finally came back to her senses. She scolded the child loudly, blaming him for bringing someone who didn't know where he came from, which would make God angry.

West, who was thinking about what happened just now, didn't pay much attention to her bad attitude.

He looked at the old man, stepped forward again, and before she could react, he did the same thing he did to the child and the village chief.

really.

There is no difference from the previous results.

West's heart sank, but there was no reaction on his face. Instead, he nodded towards them, and then walked into the room his mother-in-law had prepared for him.

At this time, the mother-in-law, who was so shocked by what he did, didn't speak for a while, she didn't react for a while, and let West walk into the room, missing the best time to scold him.

After entering the house, West first saw the puppets on the table.

That's the idol here.

There is only one possibility, these people are fake.

The resurrection like this Namonros is different, this is pure creation.

Create false yet real bodies.

The next day, West started walking around the village.

He found that there would always be one or several people following behind him, but he didn't care, after all, being watched was something he had thought of a long time ago.

He walks around the village like nothing.

The people in the village seemed to be quite confused. In one morning, he inquired about various things about the puppets, figured out their sacrificial rituals, and inquired about the forest by the way.

Not surprisingly, no one in the village knew anything about the forest.

It seems that he can only find this secret from the village chief.

At noon, the person following him couldn't bear it any longer. He called West: "Outsider, you've asked enough questions in the village, it's time to stop."

"If I don't stop." West raised his eyebrows and asked.

There were three people following him, very tall, who looked like the image of a thug.

They have been following behind West, and they will stare at anyone who dares to talk to West in the later stage, scaring off many West's targets.

However, West is not someone who can be slaughtered by others. He can make those people let go of their fear and talk to him with a few words.

He is obviously more approachable than those who can only intimidate by staring at people.

After he asked this question, the three people didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally only one person who looked like the head threatened, "I can only send you to the village chief if you are here."