Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

That figure was so similar to Ding Shen that Ding Mu didn't realize that this person was not Ding Shen until the other person walked over and clearly exposed his face in front of Ding Mu's eyes.

It was the man who bumped into Ding Mu that morning.

"It's you?" The man looked surprised, "I didn't expect to meet you here again!"

Ding Mu also smiled, but didn't answer, because he saw that the other party had a ruddy complexion, well-coordinated limbs, well-developed limbs, and well-defined hair. He seemed to have maintained the same state as the first time he saw it, and he was so stiff now. The transformed body is completely different.

Judging from the familiarity of the other party he saw that day, it is impossible for this person to come here for a shorter time than him.

However, as a latecomer, Ding Mudu has gradually moved towards the road of "fog", but the person who arrived here first seems not to be affected by the fog at all, and still lives normally.

It's abnormally normal.

This extreme normality is what is most abnormal about this man.

Either this person has some special skills to avoid the fog ending, or he has never lived here and is an outsider.

This "outsider" is not the same as Ding Mu. Ding Mu arrived in the mountain from outside the mountain and was involved in this station only after entering the station.As for the young man with round eyes and slender eyebrows, he probably has a different identity from Ding Mu, and is a "player" in the "Grey Fog Town" game.

Ding Mu looked at the young man on the opposite side, thought for a while, and said, "It's really a coincidence, let's get acquainted, my name is Ding Yan, how about you?"

For some reason, instead of saying the name he had used before, he made up a new one.

That person didn't expect Ding Mu to be so familiar, or to say, he didn't expect his attitude to change so much compared to the attitude he was on guard just now. He was stunned, as if he just realized it, and smiled: " That's a coincidence, my surname is also Ding."

Ding Muxu squinted his eyes, taking advantage of the current daylight, quietly sizing up the opponent's figure.

I have to say that this figure is indeed very similar to Ding Shen.

But that face was completely different from Ding Shen's, which brought Ding Mu back to his senses quickly.

Not his father, not Ding Shen.

Now that he has come to his senses, he begins to recall the scene just now. After thinking about it, he can't help but smile a little self-deprecatingly. The body shape can be similar to Ding Shen, but the walking posture can't be exactly the same. Just a coincidence.

"Ding what?" Ding Mu asked.

"My name is Ding Yecheng." The man said.

Well, the eyebrows are slender and long, really like willow leaves, and the other party's name is very similar to the one he used before, Ding Mu thought, he remembered this name.

Ding Yecheng has a traditional Asian face, with slender eyebrows and round eyes, which looks ordinary but attractive, completely different from Ding Shen's long eyebrows.

Ding Mu laughed after thinking about it, thinking that he was stupid for making such a guess just now.

How could Ding Yecheng be Ding Shen?

"Are you a foreigner too?" Ding Yecheng asked this time.

"How do you judge?" Ding Mu asked.

"Your expression is different from the residents here." Ding Yecheng said with a smile, with a confident expression on his face.

Ding Mu imagined what the expression on his face should be like, and then recalled all the residents he met, recalling the tiredness, numbness, and maliciousness on their faces, and nodded, thinking that it should be different of.

The townspeople have gone through too many cycles, and have been wasted by this repeated torture to the point where they are no longer human beings. The feeling of stiffness has nothing to do with whether the body is stiff or not, but more like fatigue from the depths of the soul.

But he seemed to have seen many expressions on the faces of the people here.

He remembered the faint smile on their faces when he saw the laundry workers for the first time.

Now he could almost understand what it was like—a scapegoat at last.

Finally, a new person came, who might be able to replace them and become a new sacrifice.

No, there may be other meanings. If it's just the feeling that they may become sacrifices instead of them, and then step in here and never get out, it shouldn't be the expression of determination, that feeling is more like...

What is it like?

It seemed that he was certain that he would definitely be the next sacrifice.

Ding Mu thought about what he saw on the stone tablet.

Last gender: X and X.One is an ordinary sacrifice, and the other is A's mother. This time the sacrifices are a man and a woman, so the gender symbol on the lettering should be XY.

According to the law, the person who will sacrifice in the next sacrifice will be a man, that is, Y.

In this case, the joy on the faces of those men is understandable.

But why are those women so excited?

He suddenly had a guess, not sure if it was accurate: if he was the one who made the sacrifice, this cycle might be terminated, or in other words, his sacrifice might stagnate for a period of time.

And is this effect only he will have, or will all outsiders have the effect?

He judged that all outsiders should have this kind of effect.

They have seen similar situations, and know that outsiders must be sacrificed, and the sacrifice will be stopped.

That's why they show such expressions.

"What are you thinking?" Ding Yecheng looked curious.

"Nothing." Ding Mu shook his head.

Then, this Dingye City, which is also an outsider, has not been sacrificed, and has not been affected by the gray fog effect, is a bit strange.