Synthesis of Terror: On the One Thousand and One Ways of Death of the Protagonist

She turned into a dryad.

Qin Yue, who woke up from a coma, sat up from the bed, stared blankly at those tree roots swinging unconsciously, and accepted this cruel fact.

In a coma, she received some memories from her original body. Many of those miscellaneous memories were not very good. Qin Yue subconsciously blocked them and only received some memories about herself.

Her current identity is a thousand-year tree demon.

It is more difficult for plants and trees to become spirits than wild animals. Because the tree demon grew up in the temple and was contaminated with the incense in the temple, it finally opened its mind.

The thousand-year-old temple is full of incense. If it practices in this temple, its mana will become more and more advanced. As long as it takes a thousand years, it will be able to achieve true results.

In the 700th year of the repair, the world was in chaos, the emperor was insane, the people were in dire straits, the thousand-year-old temple declined, and the monks in the temple left one after another.

The world is difficult, and it is not easy for mortals to survive. It is even more difficult for a monster like her to live.

The tree demon originally cultivated the righteous way, but unfortunately, in the chaotic world, too many people died, the righteousness between the heaven and the earth weakened, and the evil spirit grew. Countless demons and ghosts roamed the world, wantonly killing mortals.

Many fugitives died, their bones could not be brought back to their hometown, and were buried at the feet of the dryad. The grievances of those who died entangled the dryad. In the end, the dryad, who was devoted to Tao, fell into the evil way.

Those whose bones were buried at its feet could not rest in peace after death, and her souls were imprisoned in this Lanruo Temple by her, helping it to lure those passers-by.

You can't help yourself when you live, and you can't help yourself when you die. There is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth, so we can only linger on.

Qin Yue sighed, it's no wonder that the female ghost named Xiaodie is afraid of her, her life is in human hands, why not be afraid?

Qin Yue's ability to adapt is very strong. She accepted the fact that she became a tree demon without any psychological barriers. The fear before was just because of the unknown. Knowing the reason, she was no longer afraid.

The body of the dryad is a tree. Naturally, the more roots the tree is, the more convenient it is. Although Qin Yue has received the memory of the dryad, it is not the original version. She can't learn how to walk with these roots. The spell, she tried several times, finally turned those roots into legs.

The room where the tree demon lives is in the deepest part of Lanruo Temple. It was originally the Zen room where the eminent monks lived in the temple. After the monks left, the tree demon took over.

How can a monster know what beauty and ugliness are? Countless rare treasures collected from dead travelers have filled the whole room. Even if the lights are not turned on, the room looks bright.

Qin Yue's bare feet stepped on the ground paved with pure gold, and walked slowly towards the outside of the house.

It was quiet outside the house, not even the sound of insects, the silence was scary.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the breeze was gentle, and the bloody smell that seemed to be absent in the air gave this small courtyard a gloomy and treacherous color.

Qin Yue stood in front of the room door, looking at the towering tree in the yard, with her limited knowledge, she couldn't recognize what kind of tree it was.

This is the body of the dryad.

Ever since the tree demon became conscious, she has never left Lanruo Temple. All she knows is from other people or demons.

Qin Yue suddenly felt that this tree demon was a bit pitiful, his luck was bad, he could have become a fairy, but now he became a monster full of evil.

Now that she has become this monster, she is more pitiful after all.

Qin Yue sighed, she has no time to worry about those right now, there are more difficult things waiting for her.

Her mission is to win the love of the old Heishan demon. From the memory of the tree demon, Qin Yue learned that the old Heishan demon is a male demon, and all he likes are beauties.

And she is a dryad, who doesn't distinguish between male and female.

Qin Yue felt even more powerless when she thought of the figure she saw in the mirror when she just walked out.

The figure in the mirror was simply horrible, even uglier than the ugliest female ghost under her hands.

She is an ugly yin and yang demon.

It is true that monsters can change, but the old Heishan demon is highly skilled, and he can see through the changes of the tree demon at a glance. It is almost impossible to win the love of the old Heishan demon through changes.

Qin Yue didn't bother to think about it anymore, her innate condition was not enough, thinking about everything would be useless, so let's take a step and see.

Turning around to go back to the room, a gust of wind blows, the leaves in the courtyard are rustling by the wind, it seems that there is a sound coming from a very far away, it is indistinct and cannot be heard clearly.

Qin Yue's curiosity was aroused, she took a step forward, and stepped on the dirt with both feet.

Looking up at the towering tree, Qin Yue took a deep breath, the originally hard ground under her feet seemed to have turned into a mass of soft mud, she sank into the ground, and chased after the sound. past.

Not everyone can experience the magic of Dundi, which only exists in myths and legends. Qin Yue finds it very novel, and yearns for the feeling of being surrounded by warmth.

In the gazebo, a stunning woman in tulle was lying in the arms of the man, crying.

The cry was extremely sad and desolate, as if it contained countless grievances and sorrows, it made people wish they could hold the owner of the cry in their arms, take care of her carefully, and not let her suffer any more grievances.

Qin Yue got out of the mud and saw this scene. Her eyesight was excellent, even across the lake, she could clearly see the two people in the gazebo.

The woman in the pavilion was so beautiful that even when she was crying, she couldn't hide her beauty, on the contrary, it made her more charming.

Qin Yue blinked, this woman seemed to be the most powerful female ghost under the hands of the tree demon.

Nie Xiaoqian, that's the right name.

She was more beautiful than the dryad remembered.

It's no wonder that Xiaodie is so jealous. Xiaodie is also a beautiful woman, but her beauty is not one-tenth of Nie Xiaoqian's. No wonder she plots against Nie Xiaoqian behind her back.

Thinking of what Xiaodie said before, Qin Yue's eyes fell on that man.

It was a very handsome man, he was wearing a sky-blue scholar's robe, he had delicate features, and he exuded a strong bookish atmosphere.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is very pleasing to the eye, but what Nie Xiaoqian said made Qin Yue feel very unhappy.

"Caichen, I was forced. My bones are in the hands of my grandmother. If I don't obey her orders, I will be beaten to death by her, and I will never be reborn."

"Caichen, trust me."

Nie Xiaoqian was distraught, and tears could not stop falling from her face: "I died at the age of 16, and my bones were buried under a tree. I thought I would be reborn as an adult sooner, but I didn't want to be trapped by my grandma and become her puppet... ..”

Speaking of sadness, thinking of her short life, Nie Xiaoqian broke down in tears and couldn't say anything anymore.

Cold tears fell on Ning Caichen's hands, and he felt heartache like twists and turns. The girl's fate is unlucky, Xiaoqian can't help herself, how can he bear to criticize her?

Holding the soft and boneless woman tightly in his arms, Ning Caichen even forgot the fact that this woman was dead, comforting her softly.

Seeing that the two were about to roll into a ball, Qin Yue's mind froze, her body's reaction was faster than her mind's, and she quickly escaped into the soil.

Back in the small courtyard, thinking of the scene she just saw, Qin Yue felt a little depressed. Nie Xiaoqian had been with her for ten years. During this period, countless people died in her hands. In the mud of Lanruo Temple, there were all innocent people. The bones of the man.

She said that she was forced to be helpless, if she was really kind, it would be over if she basked in the sun, why wait until now?

Whatever you say is just an excuse, but it's just that you don't want to give up your own life.

Compared with her hypocrisy, the one named Xiaodie is much better.

At least, she's bad for real.