apprentice earth god

"Witch?"

Du Jiaoyang was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

I originally thought that the people in the mountains were relatively simple, so I was not wary of him. It turned out that it was because I was very confident in my own strength.

"Yes, my grandma is very powerful, and she is best at playing Gu."

Balang said with a smile, looking innocent.

But Du Jiaoyang doesn't dare to underestimate him now. Although Balang is young, he still has a big heart.

Du Jiaoyang didn't think it would be that simple, so it wasn't surprising.

It's just why he can't feel the slightest difference?Although he doesn't have the previous ability now, he still maintains his sharpness.

"But I still can't replace you." Du Jiaoyang persuaded.

"It's not that I won't come back, you help me take care of my mother for a while, and I will come back when I become a hero."

"You want to be a hero so much? You don't even listen to your mother's words."

Balang was silent for a while: "I just want to walk the path my father walked, to know what kind of person he is, and..."

"What else?" Du Jiaoyang waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next word.

"I want to see my sister. I heard that a warrior will be summoned by God. As long as I become a warrior, I can see my sister!"

Du Jiaoyang understood that he had made up his mind after hearing the words, so he stopped trying to dissuade him.

The next day Du Jiaoyang woke up from hunger, and the feeling of hunger made his mind a little dizzy.

He has never felt so hungry before, he ate something yesterday, why is he so hungry today?

When it was time for dinner, Du Jiaoyang felt something was wrong.

He didn't feel anything after eating, and he couldn't relieve his hunger at all.

Although the food is really not much, and there is no oily water, but it is not the same as if you have never eaten.

Du Jiaoyang obviously felt something was wrong, it was definitely not because of insufficient food, but because the food here could not provide him with energy.

Then why did it feel good after eating yesterday?

Du Jiaoyang recalled yesterday's situation and came up with a possibility.

It was probably useless yesterday, but I felt that I had taken it, it was a kind of placebo, and I thought I had already taken it psychologically.

After all, he has the physique of a demigod, relatively speaking, he is relatively hungry.

But after recovering today, this placebo is obviously useless.

Although he exists in this world, he still does not belong to this world, cannot affect this world, and this world cannot affect him.

Thinking about this, Du Jiaoyang wanted to cry, but God didn't want to starve him to death here!

No wonder Du Jiaoyang didn't feel the Gu played by Grandma Balang. He observed in the house today and found some places that he ignored yesterday.

It's just that he hasn't seen it before, so it's easy to ignore it.

After being reminded, I realized that Barang's mother was really not simple.

There is something on the door of Balang's house, as long as you step in, there will be very fine powder falling, those are Gu insects.

As long as you step into this house, you will be engulfed without anyone noticing.

However, Gu is a two-way thing. If the other party can untie it, the person who cast the Gu will suffer backlash.

This kind of door-to-door Gu is usually not that powerful, and it will lose its effect after a long time.

"Anyway, I'm not afraid of being killed here." Du Jiaoyang comforted himself.

He is a demigod anyway, and it is not easy to starve to death, but the hunger cannot be eliminated.

"Why did the human skin drum let me enter here? Does it know that I can't really enter this world?"

Du Jiaoyang sighed deeply, and stroked his shriveled stomach.He has to let go of his belt when he goes out this time, and eat the whole Haicheng.

When Balang went out to collect firewood, Du Jiaoyang took the initiative to tell Balang's mother about Balang's plan.

Grandma Balang was not surprised, she seemed to have already guessed it.

"The relationship between this child and his elder sister is very good. We didn't dare to tell him the day his elder sister left."

Grandma Balang's expression was gloomy, her eyes were empty, and she became dull.

"The saint is not simply worshiping the gods, is she?"

Grandma Balang stopped her hands and her voice became cold: "What do you want to say!"

"Sister Balang...is she gone already?"

Grandma Balang turned her head and glared angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Du Jiaoyang looked at her very calmly: "I heard that there is a very powerful drum in Lou Country. The drum head is made of the skin of a young girl."

"Who are you? How do you know!" Grandma Balang looked at him warily.

"I'm a guest from outside the mountains, so this shouldn't be something unusual outside, right?"

Human skin drums are extremely brutal and incomprehensible 'treasures' to modern people, but to people of that era, they thought it was the closest thing to a god.

Some people are even voluntary, even if they know that they will suffer great pain during their lifetime, they will do such things for the gods.

They don't think it is a cruel symbol, but an artifact that they can be proud of.

Aunt Balang let go of her hand, and the Gu worm that was almost crushed to death quickly slipped back.

"You guessed right, my daughter was made into a living human skin drum. They cut her head and poured it with mercury, so that a complete and beautiful human skin can be obtained."

Aunt Balang described such a terrible thing with a calm tone that made one's heart chill, but her eyes were full of pain, and she trembled uncontrollably.

"My Goya is so beautiful and so cute. She is just 12 years old, and she still has a good time, but she was made into a human skin drum. She cannot be reincarnated, and will be imprisoned forever."

Du Jiaoyang felt extremely uncomfortable. He also knew the origin of the human skin drum before, but the real feeling of facing the victim's family members directly made him very uncomfortable.

"Your daughter was taken away by them?"

Grandma Balang smiled wryly: "We have no right to refuse."

"Let me go there and have a look."

Balang's mother squinted at him: "You want to take the opportunity to escape?"

"To be honest, I came here because of the human skin drum."

Aunt Balang's eyes were sharp, and she raised the kitchen knife in her hand and put it on Du Jiaoyang's neck:

"You are an outsider. You want to destroy the human-skin drum, so that our Lou Kingdom can no longer use the power of the human-skin drum to destroy our Lou Kingdom. Do you think I will agree?!"

Du Jiaoyang was not afraid of his threat, and still said:

"You are a witch, you should be very clear that they are not relying on the power of gods, but the power of demons. If you work with demons, you will eventually be swallowed by them."

Grandma Balang paused, and finally took the knife from her hand.

Du Jiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, he was right.

Human Skin Drum wouldn't put him here for no reason, there must be a reason.

Even if some people know that their children have been made into human skin drums, after being bewitched, they may not feel that this is a cruel thing, but that it is the appreciation of the gods.

Obviously, Barang's mother didn't think so, so she was unwilling.

"If the evil is not eliminated, it will only bring Lou Kingdom to its end. During this period, countless people will be persecuted by it just like your daughter."

"And my husband."

Du Jiaoyang was startled.

Grandma Balang smiled sadly: "My husband is the most valiant fighter of the Lou Clan. He should be admired by countless people, but in the end he can only become a decoration on the human skin drum."

Du Jiaoyang didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"You hid in the mountains just to avoid the world?"

Barang's mother was very distressed: "We have hidden so far, but my daughter was taken away."

"Why don't you tell Balang about this? That way he won't sneak out."

Grandma Balang shook her head: "If you don't understand him, he will only run faster."

Du Jiaoyang pursed his lips, it really looked like what Balang would do.

His most admired father and favorite sister were all killed in this way, how could he calm down.

"Can you destroy the human skin drum?"

Grandma Balang smiled wryly: "If I have a way, my daughter will not suffer such harm."

Du Jiaoyang frowned, and asked: "Then can you let me go out of the mountain and let me meet that man's skin drum?"

"Ordinary people can't approach the temple, let alone foreigners like you. The temple is heavily guarded. Anyone who approaches will die."

Du Jiaoyang pursed his lips: "Is there no other way?"

"No." Aunt Balang shook her head.

Du Jiaoyang originally thought this matter would be troublesome, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come soon.

The people in the temple found this place and wanted to choose strong boys to serve their country.

As soon as Balang heard the news, he actively signed up and was selected very smoothly.

Du Jiaoyang was puzzled: "You clearly know what's going on, why didn't you stop Balang?"

Although Balang sneaked past, but Balang's mother was not unaware, it is not difficult to stop it.

"Don't you want to get close to the human skin drum? This is the best opportunity."

"What do you mean?" Du Jiaoyang had an absurd guess in his heart, "You don't want me to replace Balang, do you?"

"Exactly."

Du Jiaoyang was speechless: "How am I the same as him? He's just a kid, how old am I?"

"I have my own way to make everyone think that you are him."

Grandma Balang took out a small jar from the house, opened it and saw that there were many tiny bugs, which made Du Jiaoyang's scalp tingle.

"These little bugs can turn me into Balam?"

Du Jiaoyang frowned, he didn't want to reveal that he hadn't fully integrated into this world yet, he wasn't completely at ease with the mother and son.

But the things here have no effect on him, and it will be revealed after a while.

Grandma Balang shook her head: "Those people will think that you are Balang. As long as they think you are Balang, others will not doubt it."

"You've planned this way a long time ago." Du Jiaoyang affirmed, "No wonder you keep him and don't let him go out. I'm afraid you have already thought of this plan."

Grandma Balang didn't deny it.

This plan has a lot of loopholes and is very risky, but it is also the only way for Du Jiaoyang to leave here and get closer to the temple.

"What about Balang?"

Balang's mother paused: "After you are taken away, those people will not come in again. Without someone to lead you, Balang will not be able to get out of this mountain."

"What is your relationship with the temple, why are they staring at your house?"

This family was too unlucky, a family of four, three of them were directly picked away, and there was no way to escape by hiding in the deep mountains.

Although Balang ran over by himself, he felt that it was a bit of a coincidence to pick away without anyone else picking him up.

Grandma Balang's eyes darkened: "I grew up in the temple, and I am the real saint."