Deconstruction Weird

Chu Dong came to Yang Yiqing with a big sniper and ran down the mountain. Yang Yiqing hurriedly followed. She was naturally able to keep up with Chu Dong's speed. She still whispered to the side and explained: "Junior, I usually fight birds very well. Exactly, I don’t know what’s going on today."

Chu Dong nodded absent-mindedly: "Hmm, I know your marksmanship is good."

Yang Yiqing's marksmanship is indeed okay, but there are restrictions. First, it must be within a hundred meters, and then it must be a static or constant speed target. Once there is any change, she will not do it.

But Chu Dong thought, there were only two places where this person died, one heart, one head, and other places would not immediately die. Even if she was hit by these two places, they might not be able to hit them. Chu Dong even let her She kicked her legs, so she wouldn't be biased towards the heart and head, but he never expected that Yang Yiqing's marksmanship would be so evil. If she was biased, the bullet would have to penetrate the heart.

Chu Dong rushed down all the way, and came behind the man. He was still entangled with Chu Dong's three Yin Chai. Although his left chest was penetrated, he could stand up and resist by relying on the internal pressure to control the wound. His technique The method is very lame. It's like the kind that hasn't learned the whole thing by stealing it. The Martial Dao Cultivation Base is not high, and the second rank is at most. Such a person would turn out to be a murderer.

Standing behind the person, Chu Dong said loudly: "Okay, stop resisting, you have nothing to rely on."

Hearing Chu Dong's words, the man's internal energy dissipated, and he slightly squatted with his back to the two of them. Although Huang Yuantian also followed, Chu Dong saw the blankness in his eyes, and he really couldn't see the murderer.

The man slowly turned his body, with a little mud in his gray hair, as if it hadn't been cleaned in some days, and his clothes were extremely worn out, even a little unclothed, and as he turned his body completely, Chu Dong Both Yang Yiqing were shocked, and even Chu Dong, who had achieved the ultimate expression management on weekdays, had his eyes widened.

That face is Huang Yuantian

But Huang Yuantian was clearly standing next to the two of them. The two men looked exactly the same, except that one was sturdy, well-dressed, and handsome, while the other was unclothed and muddy, like a beggar on the street.

Yang Yiqing lost her voice and shouted, "Master... two, two masters?"

Huang Yuantian, who looked like a beggar, sneered, and leaned against the corner next to him, completely disregarding the image, "After all, you got caught by your kid. It's ridiculous. He even sneaked an outsider up the mountain. It was a bad move! Chu Dong! , Are you surprised to see this face of me? Look at the ridiculous person next to you. I'm so close to him, he can't see me."

Chu Dong didn't expect that there would be two Huang Yuantians who looked exactly the same. He thought that Huang Yuantian had replaced someone with no numerology, but he never expected that the person who was replaced by him was still alive.

Chu Dong came to the man and touched his face without wearing a human skin mask.

"Interestingly, the patriarch of the Huang family disappeared for a period of time a hundred years ago. That was when the patriarch was replaced? Calculated by age, it should be your father's generation...

The Ancestral Temple has distorted your identities since that time, and since your father has been distorted, even with you.

Wait, but it doesn't make sense. Since your father became the head of the patriarch, why was he still erased by the ancestral temple? He must have done something against the will of the ancestral temple. "

Chu Dong whispered in front of the man, because there is indeed something unreasonable here, but these words shocked the two Huang Yuantians. They dare to say such things in Huangfeng Mountain. You can't speak arrogantly in Huang's family. Temple, this is the iron rule.

Huang Yuantian came to Chu Dong and pulled him up, raising his leg to take him down the mountain.

"Your kid is frustrated! Can you say these things casually, go, leave this with me, or the ancestors will come out, and I won't be able to keep you!"

At the same time, the big bell of the Huang family rang, and people in different clothes suddenly appeared on the street, but they all have one thing in common, they have no faces, and the ghosts are constantly increasing, with more than a dozen ancestors in one breath. All appear, even Huang Yuantian has lost his temper.

Huang Yuantian said with both hands cupped fist respectfully to the ghosts: "Old ancestors, children are talking nonsense, please don't take it seriously!"

At this time, Huang Yuantian, the patriarch, is no longer able to speak, and Chu Dong is still adding enthusiasm and said: "The patriarch is just a trivial administrator in the eyes of the ancestral temple, and this administrator can be changed at any time.

There is even more than one administrator account in the sophisticated computer of Ancestral Temple. The authority of the patriarch is not the highest, so don't waste your efforts. It is not you controlling the ancestral temple, but the ancestral temple controlling you. "

Huang Yuantian turned his head and glared at Chu Dong, wondering if this kid didn't want to live anymore, didn't he have never seen the terrible ancestors?

But Chu Dong had no fear, and he didn't even have the intention of running away. He looked up to the bottom of the mountain, as if waiting for something, and those ghosts suddenly appeared beside Chu Dong, but Chu Dong had already avoided it.

And at The next moment, there was a faint fire from every household in the Huang family. It seemed that every household in each household was burning something. The light of the ignition made the whole mountain look different, and Zhu Rou didn’t. When she is idle, she is running in the mountains, wherever there is no fire, she will go and break in directly.

And with the appearance of these fire lights, the ghosts surrounding Chu Dong began to twist. Their heads kept twisting, and they even twisted their necks and turned 360 degrees, and their bodies began to become uncontrollable. It fell at Chu Dong's feet like a deformed monster, and as the fire on the mountain increased, their changes began to become more apparent.

Chu Dong saw that the corners of his mouth curled up in an insignificant arc, and everything was in his grasp. The Ancestral Temple was not weird, but something similar to weird, which was man-made.

The entire ancestral temple is a bit like hardware, a weird thing created by Yunshangguo, the ancestral temple can be regarded as a computer without a system, and the yang soul is the system of the ancestral temple. The reason why these yang souls are not Faces, because they are a collective consciousness.

No matter how much torment, the yang soul should not wear out so fast. This shows that after entering the ancestral hall, the yang soul will lose himself and lose his personality for some reason. Until that day, Huang Chengshou told him that the ancestral hall was Man made, let him completely confirm the own conjecture.

Since it is man-made, it can be artificially influenced, and the most direct way to influence a computer is a large amount of data impact, giving the ancestral hall enough information so that they can't handle it.

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