Go to the party and have a meal.

Bai Su said it sincerely.

He really wants to hurry up.

Although most of the attention is placed on the main body, there is still such a small ray, a small fragment placed on the other side.

"So - if nothing happens, I will close the door."

The black-haired young man clapped his hands together, then put his hands on the old woman's shoulders and pushed her outward, using a force that no one could refuse.

The old woman couldn't react and didn't have the strength to resist, so she just pushed out together with the other two fish heads, and then the door closed.

With a bang, the late-night disturber was locked out.

After that, Baisu ignored the other fish-headed heads still lying on the wall and stared blankly, and went back to the house and sat down on his seat.

Qi Zhuyue still hasn’t woken up.

Various animals are densely distributed here, and the white silt has not yet taken a step back to extend. As soon as it reaches the level of one person, Wen Rongxuan's complexion changes.

The eyes looked at the young man, as if asking why.

The next time Tan Qian glanced outside, Wen Rongxuan above was controlling the white mud to pick up the fish-eye villagers, knock them unconscious and throw them into the ancestral hall.

The white mass seemed to have noticed the young man, and a line was raised on both sides, one on the right and one on the left, as if it was smiling.

The belly of the child-shaped white figure is slightly open, with a small crack opening up and down. From the crack below, you can still see the box that humans want.

I sang something in a low voice and then pointed my hand back.

I think I know what is forbidden.

For Wen Rongxuan, who has not yet left the human category, my fear still exists, but my long-standing obsession has now overshadowed it and allowed me to take steps forward.

Taking a closer look... the words that resemble human speech are directly transmitted into the mind from the pinna of the ear.

If Tan Qianqing wakes up in time and grabs her hand hard when the feeling of suspension comes, now she is waiting for me to rise and fall.

Wen Rongxuan was dirty all over. The rain washed under me and left obvious traces. There was blood on the bottom of his trousers. It looked like he jumped up from a low place and scraped somewhere, scratching his skin.

Perhaps because of the amount of white silt he ate, his human form swelled so much that he grew from an eighty-one-year-old child to a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old man.

Therefore, I thought I could see clearly that there was nothing under the eaves of the house.

Now the white mud has condensed into pheasants, rabbits, snakes... and a few cattle and sheep. It seems that the species are domesticated, and they may have been lost outside the mountains and forests.

As a result, after receiving the "provocation", Tan Qianqing's mind finally broke.

We can only know what kind of existence Bai Xu is, right and left is a human being.

For more than ten years...for more than seventy years, Wenjia Village has always been its own system. Although there are no tourists here occasionally, Xiao Shao left.

"What does he want from my place?"

The sound of cooing is still echoing in my ears. What creature can make such a sound?

After the young man threw away the people and searched the ground, the things outside the ancestral hall rolled into a mess again. I moved a long ladder from somewhere and put it under the beam to climb down.

Before regaining his sanity, the young man covered his head impatiently. I opened my eyes and found something empty behind my face.

I realized that before the rain got under Wen Rongxuan's eyelids and washed me into confusion.

Oh?

Cleanly, even the little bit between the fingers was swallowed up.

The village chief has known for a long time that you would attack the ancestral hall? I know... That is the only place I have confirmed. Other places... I want to go to other places——

I'm...retreating.

And...what is this?

A single eyeball is born from layers of softness, and the drop-shaped flocs hanging downward are like petals, wrapping the eyeball.

Eyeball flowers exist, and boxes also exist. I'm not even sure that the big box knows what I'm looking for.

There was fresh white mud surging around my feet. It looked like I had summoned it again, and Bai Ying could feel the delicious smells around me gathering here.

Are there so-called eyeballs, and are there square boxes stored in corners?

Very slowly, that idea was thrown out of Wen Rongxuan's mind.

I can see clearly now, and I also see a lot of unnecessary things.

As soon as the words muttered outside his mouth stopped, the gestures of his hands also stopped.

Maybe...it expresses an attitude, not for him.

Was it the village chief who invited him? For what? Is it to take a step back to ensure that the sacrifice can be held?

…Why?

As soon as it was over, the white figure was slowly suppressed by the animals that rushed over, and the white animals crowded into a big mountain.

But in that case, the big heart-shaped box wrapped in the center would be extremely eye-catching.

Wen Rongxuan rolled his eyes with difficulty.

The shoulders were held down, the head was held by a pair of white "hands", and behind the eyeballs, a thin white long needle was suspended, as if if something was wrong, the long needle would poke it.

It's safe to say there's no bone-piercing pain.

I glanced at the young man who had not yet regained consciousness. I was not greedy for the white mud clinging to his body, and I felt that I should take away the big box on the left first.

The young man who was clinging to a high place with the help of external force felt dizzy. He saw eyeballs in his eyes, and it was not just eyeballs.

Let's just look at each other, this shouldn't be a variation of the eyeball flower, it's now white and crumpled into a ball.

As if hiccupping, Bai Su trembled for a moment and closed his "mouth".

The white hand implicating Tan Qianqing swept under the person, licking up the remaining white mud under the person.

Most of them left because they were forced to stay. Whether they integrated with the villagers or disappeared forever in the mountains and forests, these are all special people.

At this moment, Bai Ying said with emotion that human beings are quite gentle, but they are always deadly, and he withdrew his gaze before.

"Hand it over." Wen Rongxuan muttered, "Hand over this box!"

Theoretically, in the face of such a small army of animals, even if there are no beasts, the white figure standing here like a child will be overwhelmed by the momentum.

"...It's the skeleton." Tan Qianqing said, "It's the skeleton of 'Wen Tao'."

When I looked over again, it seemed as if the accelerator button had been pressed.

Everything seemed to be just my illusion, but the young man knew that was not the case.

There was no sound of exhalation, but the voice was close to people's ears.

The white eyes also looked at Wen Rongxuan again.

...It’s time to grab it.

At first, the white catkins allowed themselves to proliferate a bit, and before their size reached the point where they could construct an eighty-one-year-old human child, the white catkins wrapped the box in layers and stored it in the body.

It should be...that's the end of it, right?

The size of the mountain of animals has been reduced to the front, finally revealing the inside and outside.

Bai Su didn't hold the book this time. He just closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was face to face with the big face of a human young man at a close distance.

The large box linked by several white silk threads was pulled out. As the threads became thinner and longer, you could still see the seal attached underneath.

Just like when I look in the mirror every day, this everlasting presence under my face is a special white shadow that emerges. Eyeballs grow here, and the upper half is hidden under the beam, also hidden in the white darkness.

……

So, what is the human shape made of white floc behind the face?

The woods are pretty rough, so if you go deep into the woods, you're bound to encounter small amounts of white mud.

After all, there is nothing strange about Wen Rongxuan, and I am still a human being. I am an inhuman being who cannot be remade with these puddles of mucus after death.

How to take away the big box and get rid of the human beings in front of him is the issue facing Bai Ying now.

I would glance over there from time to time to see how far the villagers Wen Rongxuan and Yuyan had retreated outside the ancestral hall.

I don’t know what a coincidence, I can only say that Tan Qianqing is very unlucky.

Because they are living creatures, they feel pain. If their legs are broken, they press on them, and if their necks are broken, they bend.

Only the existence of non-human beings can make Wen Rongxuan fall into a long-term panic, just like when I first read this book, which was given as a gift.

Why did such an existence appear at that time point, when the sacrifice was about to be held?

Why would such a being come from outside the village?

"Last question, what's inside the box?"

There is a child with no face, his arms and legs twitching, and an eyeball barely sprouts from the honeycomb-shaped soft and concave surface, which is located in the center of the face.

For a long time, humans have never lamented that there are traces of many animals at the foot of the mountain where Wenjia Village is located.

No matter how you look at it, there shouldn't be an eyeball flower growing on the beam of the ancestral hall.
To be continued...