The small hills surrounding it formed a cradle-like sunken area, and in the center of this cradle paved with heaven and earth, a snow-white figure lay on its side.
This white snow is in sharp contrast to the darkness and gloom around it. It is so pure and peaceful that it hardly seems like a real thing.
That's a little baby.
The little baby was about three or four months old. He was curled up quietly on the ground, with two fleshy hands placed under his head. His thick black hair blended with the grass, and his face showed an innocent and sweet look that came from a dream.
smile.
Oh my god...
The eyes of the four people were as wide as copper bells. They dragged their dirty bodies and hugged two mummies, staring at this holy and beautiful creature.
In the mouse's nest, there is a little baby.
Xiaolan hugged her head and had a headache.
"What the hell is going on..."
Qin Yin's sighs spread out in waves, and seemed to reach the little baby's ears. He frowned, smacked his lips, and fell asleep again.
"Taoist Priest..."
"Shh!"
Seeing that the baby had some reactions, the Taoist priest quickly interrupted Qin Yin's words.
He waved his hands vigorously, made a gesture of covering his mouth, and pointed to his ears.
The sound will wake him up.
Don't let him wake up yet.
The Taoist priest turned sideways and began to walk down the hillside, approaching the baby gently.
The fragile, pure white creature was sleeping soundly at their feet.
The Taoist priest groped in his arms for a while, then squatted down, picked up something, and made a gesture on the baby's head.
It's that hair.
The Taoist priest actually wore that hair?!
After the comparison was completed, the Taoist priest nodded at them.
Yes, the hair in the box is his.
The source of happiness is this little baby?
It's so confusing.
What happened to the mouse?
What happened to the plague?
As more and more clues are investigated, the truth becomes increasingly blurry.
The Taoist priest was still squatting on the ground. He scratched his head and pondered for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand towards the baby.
"What are you doing?" Qin Yin grabbed the Taoist priest's arm and asked through lip language.
"Take him away." The Taoist priest also answered with lip language.
"Why?" Qin Yin asked, "You are not his father!"
While the two debated silently, Xiaolan and Luo Jiutian gasped.
They raised their hands at the same time and pointed at the baby.
The baby faced them, his little hands still resting on his ears, but his eyes were open.
A pair of dark eyes were focusing on the four of them.
The little baby said nothing and remained motionless, just staring at them.
He showed an intriguing expression.
This expression.
Not only is this not the expression a child would have when looking at an adult, even adults would rarely have such a look in their eyes.
This is the contemptuous expression the master looks at the despicable slave.
But the Taoist priest ignored the contempt on the baby's face. He looked away, stretched out his hand, and picked up the baby.
The baby didn't cry.
His snow-white body suddenly broke away from the dark brown grass.
But not completely separated.
Under the baby's body, there are countless black and red silk threads connected. One end of the silk thread is connected to the baby's body and the other end is inserted into the ground.
At the same time, a small gnawing sound sounded in their ears.
Luo Jiutian, who was standing on the edge of the low slope, turned his head and took a look.
The dense black rats were like a long river bursting its banks in the middle of the night, overwhelmingly surrounding the place.
"It's bad!" Luo Jiutian jumped into the pit, "Taoist Priest, the mouse is coming!"
"Taoist!" Xiaolan and Qin Yin also jumped to their side, "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Yin pulled the Taoist Priest's sleeve, but the Taoist Priest did not move.
He and the baby looked at each other, and there seemed to be nothing else in their eyes.
"Taoist Priest?"
Xiaolan shook the Taoist priest's arm and was surprised to find that those black and red silk threads had actually climbed onto the Taoist priest's hand.
"Taoist priest, let go!" Xiaolan grabbed the baby's hand, but unexpectedly the baby also stretched out his hand, and his two small hands were locked on the Taoist priest like crab claws.
Xiaoyin also joined the battle. She hugged the baby's waist from behind. Luo Jiutian stood aside, holding two mummies in his hands, but it seemed that he did not have much confidence in these two weapons.
Xiaolan grabbed the baby's hand. The baby's skin was cold to the touch, and the two seemingly soft hands were as hard as a rock. Just when Xiaolan was about to pick up the Taoist priest and hide together, the baby's eyes suddenly changed.
He looked at Xiaolan.
In an instant, the baby's right hand was loosened. He raised his slender fingers and placed his palm on Xiaolan's face.
Caught another one.
Such a voice seemed to ring in Xiaolan's ears.
All the scenes in front of her disappeared. Countless red and black threads came from all directions, intertwining into a spider web at the end of her sight. The spider web came closer...closer...and finally arrived in front of her. Through this spider web, Xiaolan saw
Arrived in a brand new world.
She stood at the top of the world, and people stood at her feet. She couldn't see everyone's appearance, but she could see that there was a thread extending from the top of everyone's head, and everyone's threads intersected and gathered together.
It's in your own hands.
She controls the thread, and also controls the people under her feet. People follow her will, grow, live, endure, and die.
He is the god of this world.
but……
Xiaolan raised her other hand, grabbed the silk thread growing from the fingertips of her right hand, and tried to tear it off.
Don't think of yourself as a god.
"You can't seduce me," Xiaolan heard her own vicious voice, "I will wake up and defeat you."
To wake up.
To win.
His left hand could not touch the thread. No matter how hard Xiaolan tried, the thread did not change.
There is no sound around.
It's just a stalemate.
Now, what is happening in the waking world? The rats should have swept over. Can Qin Yin and Luo Jiutian resist? Are the four of them being eaten and devoured...
Is Taoist Master also experiencing this kind of struggle?
Xiaolan suddenly remembered those mummies.
The reason why they become mummies is because those people, just like this, have all their desires sucked away. Without desires, people become empty shells.
What are your desires?
have no idea.
But, it was definitely not the stupid scene that was unfolding in front of him.
Xiaolan raised the hand that was pulling the thread and took a bite.
Pain and the smell of blood came together.
I feel it.
When she released her mouth, the strong smell of blood immediately filled her entire mouth.