I am the villain on the infinite set [Infinite]

The position of the moon moved, the sky gradually cleared up, and there were only two or three hours left before dawn.

Cistanche people no longer wander, but wander around the door of their homes in an orderly manner. When dawn comes, they will retreat to their nests again. The roots have lived underground for tens of thousands of years, and they still can't adapt to the sun's light.

Zhuo Yu took Liu Jingyun and the others back to the Temple of the Earth Mother God, and called out the county citizens who were hiding underground.

"Master Priest?!" The leader burst into tears, "You're fine!"

He looked at the few foreigners who had been tricked into the Mo family's mansion by him. Unexpectedly, did they really find them?Thank goodness, no matter what, it would be great if the priest could come back, so that the ceremony can be completed.

"En." Zhuo Yu responded to him coldly. How could he not know what this person was thinking? Liu Jingyun had already told him on the way that it was the county official who deliberately asked them to go to Mo's house. If she hadn't arrived in time, she Might have to explain it there.

Seeing the change in Zhuo Yu's attitude and momentum, the leader said cautiously: "Master, do you remember?"

"100 years have passed, are you idiots the only ones born in Cistanche County?" Zhuo Yu frowned, "Scared by those night demons to stay behind?"

The leader shook his head bitterly: "That's not the case. The night devils are our neighbors, and the children we watched grow up. How can we do it? How can I feed them the god meat with my own hands? hurt them again."

Zhuo Yu's face softened slightly: "It's been too long, I have forgotten many things, let's start with the night demons, how did they appear?"

The leader naturally knew everything: "People who eat cistanche will be alienated and merged with the goddess of the earth. We don't know the source. We are only the fourth generation of believers. The cistanche is forbidden to eat cistanche, and the first generation They are all martyred."

"Holy martyrdom?"

"They can't wait for you. After they die, they will all be buried at the bottom of the cliff and serve the Earth Mother Goddess."

No wonder he saw so many human bones at the bottom of the cliff, Zhuo Yu nodded.

"Do you remember the... ceremony?"

The leader looked at Zhuo Yu expectantly, the eagerness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Zhuo Yu didn't answer, but just sat under the statue of the magic flower with eyes closed and meditated.

He completely substituted himself into that era, laid out all the known conditions, and finally decided that he would take such a path.

First of all, he would silence the person who first told him that there was cistanche in the ground, and then deal with Mistress Wang, and as Mistress Wang's apprentice, he naturally took over as the priest in the county.

For the rest, he doesn't need to do anything, just wait for the county residents who have eaten cistanche to change.

Zhuo Yuyue put himself in his place and thought, and the fragments of his blocked memory became clearer. When Zhuo Yu's thinking was exactly the same as himself back then, the shackles in his mind suddenly disappeared, and he remembered what he did back then. up!

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Fall 1918.

Guihua County has fallen into an unprecedented cistanche fever. All the hungry people who have tasted such a delicacy in the world seem to have nothing but cistanche in their minds. They only have two things in a day, one is to dig, and the other is to put it in their mouths. deliver.

Sometimes, they are so fanatical that they stuff fresh and soiled ones directly into their mouths, completely demented and insane.

Their abnormality was not only discovered by Zhuo Yu, those families who had never eaten cistanche and could still maintain their families, such as County Magistrate Mo, had never said anything about it. After all, they were all rich before that. Who will go to the ground to plan food.

Especially looking at the madness of those people, they all felt that cistanche was poisonous, or there was something wrong with it, so they dared not put it in their mouths.

These more sober people are the targets that Zhuo Yu wants to gather.

"Zhuo Yu, Master Zhuo Yu, I beg you, you were the one who told me that cistanche was at the bottom of the pasture, now you must know where it is?" The sallow-faced man knelt on the ground and kept pulling Zhuo Yu's hand. Praying at the bottom of the trousers, the whole person burst into tears.

His spirit is very abnormal, with two shriveled and bloodshot eyeballs inlaid in the sunken eye sockets, and they are turning greedily. His thin cheeks and chapped lips make him look like he hasn't had any water for a few days. .

It is true that people who have eaten cistanche can no longer eat any food in the world. Compared with cistanche, it is even inferior to swill and bark!

Zhuo Yu looked at the person crawling at his feet, and said indifferently: "Have you dug it clean?"

"Yeah, I even shoveled the ground, and there is no more, and it will take about ten years for it to grow again!" The man said impatiently: "Only the bottom of the cliff has not been touched, but there is no one to go down there, Zhuo Yu , just tell me where it is still there!"

Zhuo Yu didn't answer, but just sat by the window with his chin resting on his hands, looking at the gray scenery outside the window.

These county residents are very much like those who smoke opium in the capital. Their spirits have been completely affected by cistanche, and they may have lesions in their brains. All of this must be what the Earth Mother expected.

He is influencing these county residents, why does he want to be eaten by the county residents for the scattered rhizomes?

"Why didn't you say it!" The man saw Zhuo Yu's answer, "I understand, you want to take it for yourself, don't you!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was right, and suddenly he jumped up and threw himself on Zhuo Yu's body.

Zhuo Yu didn't expect that this lunatic would attack him, he didn't notice for a while, and was tightly pinched by the neck.

His breathing was stagnant, his face was flushed, his pale cheeks turned bright, and there were a few physiological teardrops on the end of his eyes. However, it was such a fragile and easy-to-pick appearance that made the man's killing intent become The impulse of another meaning.

He eats cistanche and eats his brain. Sometimes, he doesn't know whether it is cistanche that is thinking or he is thinking.

He only felt that his body was about to move, his throat was itchy, and there seemed to be lumps of twine moving in his belly. When he opened his mouth, a few terrifying white roots emerged, and they wrapped around Zhuo Yu's slender waist excitedly. .

"Don't make trouble!" Zhuo Yu stared at the man with teary eyes, but he was obviously looking at another person through him: "Even if he has a part of you in his body, I can't accept other people's body."

The roots of cistanche were like a scolded puppy, shivering back into the man's body, and the man touched his throat in disbelief, just now the beard of cistanche emerged from it? !

Just when his face was pale with fright, a dull pain suddenly came from the back of his head, and his vision immediately went dark, and he fell straight to the ground, his whole body tensed and twitching non-stop.Knowing that the host would no longer provide them with nutrients, the roots rushed out of his body one after another, as if countless white wireworms crawled out of the seven orifices and stuck back into the soil.

Zhuo Yu put down the copper censer, and calmly wiped the blood stained on his hands.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you attacked me first, so you can't blame me."

He destroyed his own criminal evidence. Since then, no one knows the connection between Zhuo Yu and Cistanche, and has inherited the title of Goddess Wang. Zhuo Yu just waits and sees the changes.He still has some rhizomes left, as if he knew Zhuo Yu's needs, the Cistanche deserticola bloomed spontaneously, and the crumbling purple flower buds were full of milky white nectar.

And those who had eaten cistanche began to deteriorate.

Their spirits and bodies are all affected, from the fanaticism at the beginning to the stupid and dull later, and they come out at night, the county residents are getting more and more wrong, it is like a chimera of humans and plants, their eyeballs are blocked Two big flowers protruded, and countless long roots protruded from the mouth and nose. It seemed that only the skeleton and skin were left on the whole body, and even walking depended on the peristalsis of the roots in the body.

This extremely terrifying appearance scared the liver and gallbladder of the only hundred or so remaining in the county who had never eaten cistanche.

They want to run away, but the war is not over. There are a lot of foreign soldiers and bandits wandering around the border between Inner Mongolia and Northeast China. They can’t leave the blockade at all. Many people want to escape. Before they leave the border, they died under gunfire. Not in vain.

No one dared to leave Guihua County anymore, so they could only place their hopes on the disciples of Goddess Wang.

This disciple was a foreigner, but he was extremely reliable and cautious. He took all the surviving county residents to the Mo family mansion, but found that the county magistrate and Zhuo Yu seemed to believe in some religion.

"Folks, the village has been cursed." Zhuo Yu was young, but his words carried weight.

Everyone nodded repeatedly, but they were cursed, they had never seen a plant that could eat people in turn in half their life!

"Do you know why?"

Some people hesitated and said, "Is it what Goddess Wang said?"

Goddess Wang had already died of starvation and labor, but before she died, she kept persuading the county people not to eat Cistanche, which is the incarnation of the Mother Goddess of the Grassland. If you eat it, you will get strange diseases and be condemned by the gods.

At the beginning, no one believed it, even if they didn't eat it, it was only because of the diaphragm.

But I didn't expect that the sorceress' words would become a prophecy, what she said was true!

That's why the county residents now believe in Zhuo Yu, blindly!Because no one can help them anymore, Zhuo Yu is simply the backbone of the entire Guihua County.

"It's an unforgivable crime for you to disturb the Earth Mother, and even eat his mana incarnation. How can human beings be compatible with the gods? Naturally, they will go crazy, go crazy, and in turn be occupied by Cistanche."

"Then what should we do?"

Zhuo Yu looked at them with compassion, took the hand of one of them, pulled him to his side, and drew a Φ symbol between his eyebrows with his index finger.

"Don't worry, those of us who have never blasphemed the gods have already obtained his forgiveness and grace. Now that the world is in such chaos, even if you leave Guihua County, you will die at the hands of soldiers. There are no common people. A way out."

The rise of religion begins with the misfortune of the people. If everyone is happy, how can they need spiritual support and support?

As for Guihua County right now, it has reached a certain degree of misfortune.

"People who have eaten cistanche have become nocturnal night monsters. Although they look ugly, it is a blessing that they can merge with the gods. Don't be afraid of them." Zhuo Yu twirled his fingertips , the strange fragrance of nectar is more obvious, "And we, keeping our hearts, are about to go to the paradise."

"The Promised Land?"

"The heaven that foreign devils and missionaries yell about?"

Zhuo Yu smiled: "It's even better than that. We will go to a higher realm, where there will be no hatred, no war, and no hunger. Everyone is equal there, like a fairyland Existence, everyone is connected with each other, there is no longer any barrier, everyone is a family."

"One family..." The county residents seemed to be bewitched by Zhuo Yu's picture of the future.

"Come on, let me take you to see."

Zhuo Yu smeared the nectar on the foreheads of the county residents one by one, and the county magistrate Mo who first contacted Zhuo Yu had already had a pure white mark of the sky eye on his forehead.

And all those who smear this mark will be "family".

Zhuo Yu woke up startled, and pulled out from the fragments of memories, it was exactly as he guessed.

He really did.

From inducing the county residents to eat cistanche, to establishing a god religion, all of this is under his single-handed control.

The leader still looked at Zhuo Yu expectantly, hoping that Zhuo Yu would remember the ceremony to go to the paradise, and Zhuo Yu did infer a behavior.

He took half of the skull from his waist, and it was filled with milky white juice, which was the nectar he collected when he was at the bottom of the cliff.Seeing Zhuo Yu's actions, the county residents all showed yearning expressions, and they are going to the paradise that their ancestors talked about!

Zhuo Yu didn't look at the county residents, but turned around and asked the friends behind him, "Do you believe me?"

Liu Jingyun was the first to answer: "Of course."

The others also nodded, Liang Sheng hesitated, but he also chose to trust Zhuo Yu, this was his intuition since he had been in the army for many years.

"very good."

Zhuo Yu took Liu Jingyun's hand, smeared cistanche nectar on her eyebrows, and drew the sky eye symbol belonging to the god religion.

Afterwards, he finished smearing everyone, and the whole hall was filled with a strange fragrance.

The leader was so excited that he took the lead and knelt down on the ground, singing the divine song that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

"It's an honor, it's a blessing, it's even a blessing."

"The Lord buried deep in the earth condescends to appear holy."

"The ritual is natural, the natural law is natural, and the original sin is cleared."

"Waiting for the Lord to appear."

"Will be recruited into the Promised Land."

With the volatilization of the juice, Zhuo Yu led everyone to look at the god under the statue of the magic flower. Tens of thousands of flower buds were shaking in a daze. Zhuo Yu only felt that his spirit was getting more and more depressed.

The members of the Divine Cult, including Liu Jingyun and others, were all holding hands and smearing the same sky eyes. At this moment, they felt the same sleepiness.

After the cistanche juice is applied to the pineal gland between the eyebrows, the spiritual world of all people becomes the same frequency——their thinking is connected.

Zhuo Yu closed his eyes.

He fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Zhuo Yu: It doesn't matter if you are happy or not, in fact, I just want to know how I died.

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