Deconstruction is Weird

Chu Dong frowned. He was able to communicate and had a certain sense of reason, but he didn't even know who he was?

"Then what do you know?

Why did you save me just now? "

The old woman felt a little uncomfortable, she asked Chu Dong to help her put her head back, she moved her head, and let out a long sigh.

Her reaction is very slow, like dementia,

"I don't know why, I just don't want to watch you be beheaded.

i know very little

I have been lying on this chair all these years. Day after day, year after year, I will starve to death in seven days, then resurrect, starve to death, and resurrect again.

I really forgot who I am, there is only this room and this door in my world. "

The old woman spoke very slowly, and every time she said a word, she had to stop and think, Chu Dong asked strangely: "Since you are going to starve to death, you don't know how to call for help, can you ask someone for help?

Or is it true that those officials will cut off their heads as long as they make a sound? "

The old woman shook her head: "You can't shout, the official doesn't like noisy people, if you make too much noise, your head will be cut off, but you can speak normally.

Hey, who is the official? "

She subconsciously said something, but she didn't know what it was. It seemed that she had lost too much memory. Chu Dong shook his hand in front of the woman. He wanted to try those distorted eyes and There is no line of sight.

The old woman smiled, her face was a little pale, which made the smile look not kind at all.

"I can see it, don't shake it.

My eyes are already blurred, right? I am a loner with disabled legs. At first, my neighbors would help me and give me food.

But I watched their faces become blurred and unfamiliar day by day, they became forgetful, and their personalities began to become irritable and irritable.

Alas, in the end, they asked me, why don't you die, but I really want to die when I am old!

I knew it wasn't forever.

Um? What is eternity, why did I say this sentence again? "

The old woman grabbed her head and kept shaking it, as if she was very distressed by her words and deeds, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and said excitedly: "I remember, this is called being lost.

Master Guan said that we will lose ourselves slowly, and if we want to keep our sanity, we must work hard to restrain ourselves. Once the whole head disappears, we will be completely lost. "

Chu Dong frowned, "What is Lost?"

"I don't know, maybe it's death?

It may be something more terrifying than death, just like my neighbors, there are no ghosts or ghosts.

My son, can I ask you a favor? "

Chu Dong stood in front of the old woman and hummed. This old woman was the only person he could communicate with when he entered here, and she even saved himself.

Must be hungry?

The old woman grabbed Chu Dong's hand holding the knife and slowly approached her.

"Young master, can you kill me?

Just like you killed those officials just now, I also want to get rid of it like that.

Please, I've forgotten how long I've been here, too long. "

Chu Dong wanted to say something in his heart, but couldn't say it. He felt a little panicked. After struggling for a long time, he finally asked, "Do you really have nothing else to do?"

"No, it's best to be free."

In the end, Chu Dong satisfied her. The long knife was inserted into the chest, and the woman's soul dissipated. A little bit of white light floated into Chu Dong's body, which was more than the combined total of the eight officials. Chu Dong could clearly feel the fullness of his soul.

What is this white spot of light?

Why can it directly strengthen his soul?

The body of the old woman had disappeared, leaving only the rocking chair. Chu Dong sighed a long time, feeling a little complicated.

He walked around the yard again, and found a mourning hall-like place in the next room, with a futon on the ground, but it looked like it hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

There are two memorial tablets in this room, one is her son, the other is her husband, both of them died in the war, this is really an ordinary lonely old man, no one can help her.

As for why she didn't lose herself, Chu Dong felt that she had been silent all the time, like a dead person, and had been beheaded very rarely.

For something like death, even if it can be resurrected, it is impossible for the mind to stay awake all the time.

All souls in this dark environment should be resurrected, and beheading here should be a kind of ritual, a way to control people's hearts.

Chu Dong has always wondered, if the ancient official himself cannot convince the people, what should he rely on?

Obviously, violent suppression is also a way.

"This world is really unlucky."

Chu Dong walked to the door again, and looked out along the crack of the door.

There are no official posts on the street, but there are some figures walking around. The people here are not the same as those outside. Chu Dong first appeared on the outside. The souls there are completely lost, and he can't even see his mouth clearly.

But vines cover the center, most of these people still have their mouths, and they can even see the position of the nose, like the old woman, only twisted to the eyes, I really haven't seen it.

There were very few people on the street, and they didn't speak. They just walked up and down the street, aimlessly, from the street to the end of the street and back again.

Chu Dong always felt that the street was a bit strange, his eyes slowly moved up, and the next second, Chu Dong frowned, and unconsciously took two steps back.

The sunshade net woven by the vines was actually covered with human heads. Their hair was tied into braids, and the braids were tied to the vines, like drying bacon.

When the breeze blows, the head will turn around.

The stubble on each head and neck is different, some are fresh, some are shriveled

But Chu Dong knew that these people were still alive, even though their heads were beheaded, they were still alive in a strange way.

But at this moment, the wooden door in front of Chu Dong was smashed open with great force, and the two door panels directly knocked Chu Dong out. His right arm was broken on the spot, and a male ancient official in his thirties was standing at the door in official uniform.

He appeared suddenly without giving Chu Dong a chance to react. What was strange was that his face was very clear without any distortion, with delicate skin, sword eyebrows and star eyes.

He looked at Chu Dong with an exaggerated smile on his face.

"I still thought it was some kind of big shot, but it turned out to be just a wandering soul who strayed into the underworld.

Those who come to my place to kill me with wandering souls really don't know how to live or die! "

Chu Dong stood up from the corner of the wall, cleaned off the fragments one by one, and with a slight flick of his right arm, it automatically returned to normal. In just a few breaths, all the injuries on Chu Dong's body disappeared.

And when the wound is recovering, there is still Yang Qi overflowing.