Who calls this thing a god?

The thing was full of resentment, and a rotten stench hit the face.

His whole body was pitch black and faintly tinged with the blood red of his muscles, dripping out disgusting pus and blood.

The face is more like a work that has been smashed and scribbled together by life. It is so dirty that people can't see its broken facial features at all - most people probably don't want to see it.

Even though he couldn't see its face clearly, Qiyou could still feel its eyes glare, and it was falling on him like needles, as if it wanted to goug out a piece of his flesh and blood.

Is there anything more embarrassing than meeting the owner of a figurine.

——That is, the figure is more in line with the horror legend background than the real master.

Qiyou was almost blinded by the stench that was hard to ignore, his face was almost pulled to the ground, and he confronted it with the demon blade in his hand.

He asked coldly, "Where is Gu Buming?"

As if he had never heard of the figure of the God of Resentment, he grinned and muttered in a low voice: "Tear you up, tear you up... eat them all—"

It's just a man-made monster without sanity.

With a clue in his heart, Qiyou calmly gave another pure natural monster with no additives a look.

"Roar—" the grudge-eating monster immediately.Roaring, he rushed forward and wrestled with this piece of rotten flesh.

The sharp fangs tore at the flesh, and dirty black blood dripped all over the ground.

The figurine didn't flinch when it saw the blood, but became more excited, laughing loudly, and the sound squeezed out of the throat was like a dying cry for help.

The two arms ripped off every inch of the monster's scales like peeling the shells of shrimps. When the fingers were cut and cut off, it used its palms to pry them.

Qiyou was taken aback by this thing's desperate way of fighting.

The figurine and the monster rolled into a ball, hit one place, roared and rolled, it was hard to tell which was which.

The monster roared suddenly, tearing off its two arms fiercely, and the face was even more ferocious after being splashed with blood.

Qi You immediately said: "It can regenerate!"

Before the words fell, there was a puff, and a bony protruding hand pierced into the monster's unscaled flesh!

Qiyou's heartbeat stopped for a beat, and he didn't think about it anymore, he turned his blade into a bow, squeezed a wisp of resentment out of thin air into an arrow, and aimed at the mangled head of the figurine and shot it out!

He said, "Get out of the way!"

Reflecting his words, the monster immediately let go of the figure and rolled to the side abruptly.

The arrow was nailed hard into the figurine's head, and the burning sound was scraping on the heart of the person, and the golden threads stretched like vines, tightly wrapped around its fragmented torso.

The bloodshot eyeballs of the figurine were spinning around, and the regenerated arm was stuck in the mud, but it still couldn't struggle.

The fire became brighter and brighter, and the figurine was burned and distorted. He smiled and murmured: "I am the God of Resentment...I am the God of Resentment..."

It looked at the strange spreading formation in the distance, with blood and tears at the tip of its eyes, and was evaporated by the high temperature before it fell to the ground.

Repeated over and over again: "I am the god of resentment... I am... the god of resentment..."

The flame exploded with a bang, and the whole body of the figurine thumped, but there was no more curse-like sound.

The patchwork body finally peeled off piece by piece, and burned to the ground in the fire of resentment.

Qiyou withdrew his bow and arrow, and looked at the burning fire with his lips tightly pressed, and the entangled and gradually dissipated resentment could be vaguely seen.

... The soul that was pieced together by Gu Buming can finally rest in peace.

A gust of wind blew away the remaining ashes, and they drifted into the distance.

Qiyou looked at the grudge-eating monster who was squatting on the side in a daze and looked a little aggrieved.

"How are you?"

"It hurts. It hurts like hell."

The monster licked the dirty blood on its body, there were its own, and there were hand-made ones. After tasting the latter, it immediately spit it out with a bitter face, "It's still so good to play with a set of building blocks, Mr. Su Youzong The little blue bird raised by my son is probably not a good product."

It stands to reason that anything with resentment is a delicacy for it, but this is the first delicacy that has been rejected, presumably it has been raised by others.

Qiyou walked up to it, lowered his head and bit his own finger, dripping the profuse blood onto the big hole in its chest.

The soft gurgling sound was like the sound of bamboo shoots breaking through the soil. The wound of the grudge-eating monster grew new flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was intact after a short time.

The monster stared at his broken finger, drooling greedily, whimpering and begging, "Give me a bite, give me a bite."

Qi You: "..." What does it mean that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

He took out a tissue and wiped his fingers expressionlessly, "Shut up. Go up the mountain."

The monster wailed and followed him unsteadily.

Uphill.

He looked back, and he could vaguely see that there were faint lumps of soil in many parts of Shengu Mountain, which were the side branches of the resurrection bureau, and all the places he passed were destroyed in sevens and eighties.

Next is the mountain top.

The place where Shen He returns to the tomb is also where his bones are buried.

Thinking about it, it was also the focal point of the resurrection bureau.

Qi You took a deep breath, as if the air in his lungs contained a faint smell of blood.

...Shen Gushan already looks like this.

He just took a step forward when he suddenly felt unignorable icy eyes piercing him from all directions!

Once again, Qi You clenched the Sly Blade and looked to the side. Behind the gloomy forest, one mask after another faced him in unison.

Wearing the same long black cloaks and eerie masks, these people stood silently behind the trees, looking at him.

"……"What's this.Does the carrot have a meeting?

It seemed that something was wrong with Qiyou moving or not moving, he was silent for two seconds, then turned his head and asked the monster: "When did these ghost things come?"

The monster is also a little unclear, so it said: "...I don't know, they seem to be here all the time."

"Always here?"

"I didn't hear a sound, and I didn't smell an outsider. It should be here all the time."

And when talking, this group of people, ghosts and ghosts just looked at them quietly, like a group of dead things.

Qiyou didn't want to entangle too much, he paid attention to the cloaked ghosts closest to him, and took a step up the mountain——

"Shh!"

The cloaked ghosts jumped forward at the same time. They were silent, but they moved unambiguously. They found the tree closest to them and hid again.

Qi You could also vaguely see their movements—there were probably more cloaked ghosts in the forest than he had just seen, the shadows were so faint that it made one's scalp tingle.

Qi You: "..."

His complexion was even uglier than when he met the figure of the God of Resentment just now. He really wanted to look in the mirror and ask himself—does he look so easy to bully now after he was devoted to kindness?

With a blank expression on his face, he retracted his gaze, lifted his feet and continued to walk up the mountain.

And the group of cloaked ghosts finally rushed over again.

Qiyou turned his wrist, and when he turned around, there was a flash of saber light.

When it came to the cloaked ghosts closest to him, it immediately weakened a bit sharply, and just knocked out a group of screaming ghosts.

He looked at the group of things in the mud coldly, and said, "Oh. They can make noise."

The cloaked ghost started to play dumb again.

He said, "I don't want to die and get out of here so early."

As soon as the words fell, these shadow-like things of Shengu Mountain approached him eagerly.

The monster said: "What kind of ghosts are these!"

Qiyou said: "I don't know, you can grab a few and eat."

As soon as he heard that it was edible, the monster became energetic again, and vigorously grabbed the cloaked ghost closest to him, and swallowed it whole.

Qiyou asked: "What did you eat?"

The monster smacked its lips and said, "It's a demon."

demon...

Qiyou came to his senses in an instant, and looked suspiciously at the cloaked ghost who was still staring at him.

... This is the Shu faction.

They were all wearing masks, and Qiyou couldn't see their expressions clearly. If he moved, they would move, and if he didn't move, they wouldn't.

It doesn't seem to be aggressive, but Qiyou doesn't believe that Gu Buming will give that kind of mindless order of "just play one, two, three wooden figures with those who climb the mountain".

So what are they doing here?

The monster licked the blood from the corner of its mouth, and asked with a giggle, "Can I eat a few more?"

"..."

Qi You observed the reactions of the cloaked ghosts, and found that they were still motionless after hearing this, as if they had no determination to die.

...then what are they trying to do?

Is it Gu Buming secretly manipulating?

Qiyou felt annoyed for no reason.

Why the hell is it so annoying to talk to this kind of person who can't fart for a long time.

He suddenly missed Lu Chan from the bottom of his heart.

It would be much easier to communicate if that person was here.

Qiyou let go of the hand that held the sly blade. He seemed tired of taking a breath, and said in a flat tone: "I don't want to kill. Get out of the way."

A group of ignorant people continued to stare at him.

"What are you talking nonsense with them?" The monster showed a chilling smile: "They don't spare their lives, it's just right for me to eat it."

When Qiyou heard it, he pretended not to hear it. He turned his back and said coldly: "Follow me again, I will kill you without mercy."

The cloaked ghost stood there blankly for a long while, neither stepping forward nor backing away, watching his receding back, standing silently behind the tree.

They are like the shadows of Shengu Mountain, disappearing silently.

……

As Qiyou is a god, even if his divine power is broken, there will not be too many people in a hurry to give away his head, so this journey can be regarded as smooth and unimpeded.

He probably felt a little tired, or simply lazy, so he didn't say a word for the rest of the journey.

And the monster is like a loyal dog, walking beside him to protect him.

At this point in the journey, the top of the mountain is already faintly visible.

Kiyo stopped and took a deep breath.

"It could be a tough fight."

The grudge-eating monster flicked its tail and said.

Qiyou also knows that his divine power is broken now, maybe it is no different from Gu Buming in his heyday, if his divine bone turns around, it will be different.

Thinking of this, his face turned dark again.

Not to mention the god bone turned around, Shen Xuan was still anxious to let him blast his ribs to pieces.

Qiyou pursed his lips, calmed down, reached out and patted the back of the monster's neck, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

This is the last battle.

Reincarnation of cause and effect is finally understood today.