——Wen and Wen gave birth to a daughter, Wen Tao, on the day of the 19th year of the year.

The records in the village diary are a bit arbitrary, but fortunately the village is only so big. Even if everything is recorded in detail, the paper is just a little thicker.

Recorder - Let us first assume that the recorder is the village chief. He did not write down any trivial things. He only recorded birth, old age, illness, death and major events that happened in the village during the year.

The tuneless humming echoes in the ears, the sound is distant and sometimes near, and the melody is strange and confusing.

The reader was unaware and continued to flip through the village chronicles.

There were quite a few children born in the village at that time, and they could make up five or six childhood playmates. When Wen Tao and her peers were almost five years old, a line was added to the village diary - Wen ■■

Yu and Wen caught the fish from the lake on the 19th month and the 19th month of the year...

This line of writing has been finished, but someone has applied it twice with brush strokes, causing the ink stains to sink in, making the last few words unclear.

You can't see clearly from the back of the paper, and even the text on the back is blurred.

The subsequent records were recorded normally, but as I looked at them, the reader found something wrong.

Wen Tao...there seem to be two.

The villagers with that appearance should still be outside the village, and they will appear there anyway.

Gao Tianyi's sacrificial activities suddenly changed one day, from the temple at the foot of the mountain to the lakeside, and the objects of sacrifice also changed.

After picking at it for a few times, the scales came up. The scales that fell on them were still covered with fleshy foam and bloodshot threads.

But, the time is too short.

The readers were so angry that they had to pick up the collar of the village head who was in charge of recording and shake it vigorously, asking me if I could write some subtitles.

"Gao Tianyi." Wen Tao suddenly called out the name of the human being who has been named for many years. The former's head was buried deep in the pages of the book, and the person who had been named for many years showed no reaction.

Thus, the seventh "Zhijun" was born.

Before, the village chief looked at the hole behind him suspiciously.

But "Baisu" has done even less.

When I stretched out my hand again, the gaps between my fingers were still abnormal, but the perspective of my eyes seemed to have changed a bit.

The reader temporarily put down the village chronicle and went under the table to flip through it. After flipping through it twice, I heard the tune humming in my ears again.

Wen Tao stood up straight and walked to Gao Tianyi.

To put it more complicated... the timeline in the village chronicle is the same as the timeline in which the village chief himself wrote the weekly diary. Comparing the two, Zijian found that the name of a person who came to play in it was earlier than the one recorded in the village chronicle.

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When I think about it, I just write it down in my mind, and then look up again.

So, I started chasing Zijian.

Many years ago, I opened my collar with a grin on my face, and I just went up from the open collar. The lines like fish scales were gradually extending, and there was no itching at all.

Maybe it could be done years ago? Wen Tao thought for sure, I don’t think that’s possible.

Humans just feel that the name is familiar, as if they were blinded and recognized something special, but when it comes to monsters, they instantly associate it with it.

"Bai...Brother Bai?" When he saw that, the human being next to him suddenly made a sound.

Is that the name that appears outside Wen Rongxuan’s notes?

There is no end to what people want.

Wen Tao's fingertips moved from the time when "Baisu" was born to the time when the flash flood occurred. There was too little difference between the two.

Be well-behaved, quiet, and dare to move.

A remote mountain village like that has never had the habit of offering sacrifices.

The white-haired young man suddenly pressed the back of the book against his chin.

It seems to be someone from outside the village, judging from the reaction of Gao Tianyi villagers.

It is still unusual for the older generation to record with pen and paper. Maybe when the times develop further, we will have to unlock the password of human computers to obtain information.

And how Gao Tianyi's villagers, led by the village chief, made adjustments and pointed directly at the cave where people were hiding.

Gao Tianyi's attention was immediately transferred to the bandage. I was still thinking about why I was given a bandage, and then there was a sharp pain in my neck.

The white-haired young man held up the window frame, closed half of his eyes, and watched the live broadcast.

"——I took Wen Hong away!"

"Thank you Bai...huh?" Gao Tianyi put the cup on and realized that he had thanked the wrong person.

The white-haired young man had no intention of helping. He just stood by the window with his hands behind his back, leaning back as if he was about to jump out of the window.

In that case... the monster fell into thinking, human beings...ah, the police have such a low sense of professional ethics.

Zhijun stared at human beings for a while. From my face, I saw an alienated neck at the end, with scales leaking out from the gaps in the collar. People who have been here for many years are still reaching out to scratch them.

Anyway, the dugong-like fish at the front took the human skin.

The big boy stood and handed over a glass of water, holding a roll of bandage in his hand that had been turned out somewhere.

"He scratched it by himself just now." Zhijun raised his chin, "You're pretty good."

The monster sighed quietly, and in front of Gao Tianyi, he picked up the book that had been spread out under the table for many years.

Since then, there have been no subtle changes in Murazhi's painting style.

So, why are there two Wen Tao's existences?

How the two people in the general department ran through the woods covered with white cotton wool, how they walked cautiously when I was quitting my meal, and how they walked into the cave to find the existence of "White Su".

Oh, bad images can also be pointed out directly.

When Wen Tao stepped under the bricks of the courtyard wall, I changed the movement of my hands, hooked the big boy into my arms, and covered the big boy's mouth and nose with my palm.

"Gao Tianyi?" Wen Tao called out again, but that time the human didn't respond for many years.

Gao Tianyi was stunned for a long time before he responded hastily: "What?"

Knowing what the old man was thinking, I waved my hand to the villagers in front of me to get ready, and then walked away quickly and leisurely.

There is nothing bad about the previous sacrifices. If you encounter inhuman and strange objects, it will also bring harm to the outside of the village, so naturally you cannot perform sacrifices.

Gao Tianyi didn't realize it, but he felt the pain, so he put his hand down.

The bloody scene frightened the big boy beside you. You hugged the dog in your arms suddenly, hiding your whole face and retreating to see the scene behind you.

Wen Tao also saw that the old man seemed to have taken out something that was supposed to be contraband from his arms.

The white eyeballs under the treetops turned around, but I didn't see the white mud condensing into a human figure, and even the clothes underneath were materialized.

So, casualties appeared.

Baisu, is this Baisu? Who does the new Baisu refer to?

The village chief, who was supposed to be stumbling on crutches, suddenly walked as fast as flying. The stick hit the ground again and again, as if making an urging sound.

The command is to move, and the melody in my ears... gets deeper and deeper into my mind.

Believers will eventually die.

The villagers who didn't recognize that face took a deep breath, and it was the village chief who tapped the ground with his cane again that calmed us down.

My eyes are bulging to the point where I have fish-eye filters, but I don’t look like someone who wears myopia glasses for a long time. The shape of my eyes has changed slightly.

A name generally only refers to one person, and Wenjia Village also has the custom of not repeating names. If you read forward and backward, everyone's name is unique.

Halfway through the years of human bandages, Reshi Ding was lifted by the collar from his neck, and his feet quickly left the ground.

At that time, Gao Tianyi loved to communicate with the outside world, and the village chief would also write down the dates of the month and the number of people coming from the outside world.

The village chief wrote in the record: We must have sacrificed enough, and we must have used... to...

The reader has the answer, and the reader continues to read.

Gao Tianyi had no doubts about calling Wen Tao over to help. After thinking for a while, he finally spoke up.

What will happen when human desires are definitely satisfied?

Water...where is there no water?

The white-haired young man smiled and chose to change the topic.

The village chief left a large number of people to clean up the mountain road, and a small number of people followed me to chase this "villager".

Human beings have been touching wounds for many years. While putting bandages on themselves, they looked at Zhijun in confusion, as if they were asking why Zhijun was in trouble.

At least "Zhijun" at that time did what he could.

Originally, worshiping mountain gods in the village was just a formal activity, and it lost its substantive significance before the appearance of "Baisu".

A cup appeared at hand at the right time. After many years, people have cared so little about it. I picked it up and poured it into my mouth. I drank a cup suddenly and felt that I was alive.

It’s really not a diary written by a serious person, it seems like it’s giving clues to someone.

The human with slightly convex eyes raised his head for many years, his eyes blank.

What's the name of this mermaid? Maybe it's because it has been at Bai Su's house for a long time. Bai Su's parents call Bai Su's name all day long, but it only has no reaction to Zhijun's name.
To be continued...