Weird Talker

Chapter 583
Qin Manjiang opened his eyes again, and when he regained consciousness, he was wrapped in a swamp of flesh and blood. He saw the gray sky, and... the statue of Guanyin standing not far away.

He was also brought to the surface along with the bloody mud.

Struggling hard, I found that I couldn't get out of the flesh and blood swamp at all.

But at this moment, Qin Manjiang felt that he was still holding a hand.

Trying to turn his head away, he saw her.

It's still the same expressionless face.

The woman transformed by the Avalokitesvara statue was buried beside him.

I tried to struggle again, but my whole body was limp and weak, and I couldn't move at all.

Qin Manjiang stopped. He didn't want to waste his energy. Wherever he came in, the ground of Guanyin Village turned into a quagmire of flesh and blood, and the surface sank a little bit visible to the naked eye.

He looked around calmly, there were bones everywhere, and carrion and carrion everywhere.

If hell really exists, Qin Manjiang believes that even if it is compared with hell, it is not far behind.

But soon, he saw an "acquaintance".

It's the old village chief!
He only has half of his head left, and now he is in the bloody quagmire, and he hardly breathes, but he is muttering to himself.

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

Qin Manjiang asked in a hoarse voice.

"..."

The old village head turned his head with difficulty. The moment he saw Qin Manjiang and her, his left eye seemed to light up a little, like a piece of rotten wood suddenly rolling.

But the old village head still did not speak.

At this moment, the old village chief already understood that both Baigu and the so-called god underground were just using him.

He was just a tool from beginning to end.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Manjiang ignored the old man. He turned his neck and looked around, thinking of ways to escape from the quagmire of flesh and blood.

The substance mixed with flesh and mud is extremely viscous, and it is impossible to get out with brute force.

But there is no living person around who can move freely, and there is nothing to rely on. Is it really going to be trapped here?

The underground changes are still going on, Qin Manjiang can't imagine what will happen after the giant eye is fully opened.

I can't even imagine what [His] looks like.

"Who the hell are you..."

The old village head struggled to make a sound.

Qin Manjiang could tell that he really seemed to be dying.

Who am I?

This question completely stopped Qin Manjiang.

Before this trip, he finally accepted the fact that he was just a physical body made by Jiangdu, which could be occupied at any time.

But after coming to this strange talk, especially just now, Qin Manjiang heard a lot of fragments with huge amount of information because of the disordered space near [His].

Among them... the conversation between Yi Lianhai and Li Xijiu.

If those words are true, then I...in fact, I am not Jiang Du's prepared substitute, but Jiang Du gave up all the tools he built to fight against [Pupil Realm], and even against this world.

But why?
Qin Manjiang is still puzzled until now.

What is so special about him that deserves Jiang Du's trust?

Whether mentally or physically, I am not the best one.

Moreover, apart from his eyes, he has nothing to commend him at all.

But it is these eyes, after 20 years, it will not be able to see the "real world" because of the increase in spiritual pupils.

But 20 years ago now, we could see the real world instead.

But even so, what can be done?
[He] is not an existence that can be destroyed when seen.

Qin Manjiang thought for a moment, and replied: "I am Qin Manjiang, a person... who does not belong to this world."

The old village head couldn't understand Qin Manjiang's meaning, but he could hear the unusualness of this answer.

At least... This young man is not like himself, who was bound to this land from birth.

Maybe he can salvage some?
Not too much, at least... It's good to save a little bit.

"Boss Zhao..."

The old village chief murmured dreamily.

"What?" Qin Manjiang asked.

"Boss Zhao...my eldest son..." The old village head looked at the sky with his left eye, "That day, when he went to invite the Guanyin statue, he played in the city for an extra day, and he was not in the village that day."

"It was that night...all the people in the village died."

"This Avalokitesvara statue..." The old village chief's one-eyed fell from the sky and returned to the huge, benevolent Avalokitesvara statue. A cloud of blood exploded the second they came into contact, and a large group of densely packed oval eyeballs flew out and got into our bodies..."

"We... died."

The old village head smiled miserably: "It's better to die..."

"We didn't know we were dead at the time, but in the following days, our bodies became colder and colder, our hands and feet became stiffer, and our heartbeat became slower and slower..."

"The doctor in the village checked everyone and everyone was terrified. According to the village doctor, everyone in the village, including himself, had no vital signs for a long time."

The old village chief's voice became weaker and weaker, but he continued to speak, as if he would not rest in peace even if he died without saying a word.

"We... went through a long period of fright..."

"Until everyone hears His voice, which appears at night and comes from the ground... He said, He can bring everyone back to life."

"He said that our village was built on His tomb. Those of us have been touched by His breath since we were young. We are the best believers..."

"Cough cough cough..."

The old village head coughed violently.

"I did what he said...buried the young and old in the village under the Guanyin statue, but I didn't listen to them all..."

"He gave me a red eyeball, and asked me... to feed that eyeball to her when she conceived the incarnation of Guanyin."

Qin Manjiang suddenly felt a tight hand, and she squeezed it subconsciously.

She seemed... more and more human.

"I didn't wait to feed her, but poured it into Boss Zhao's stomach while Boss Zhao was asleep."

On half of the face of the old village head, there was a simple and treacherous smile like an old farmer:
"Everyone wants to lie to me, I don't believe it..."

"That red eyeball is definitely a bad thing, and I know, it's not [His] thing."

"[His] eyeballs are oval, that's not his thing... hehe... definitely not..."

Old man Zhao's voice stopped abruptly.

Qin Manjiang looked carefully, his eyes were still open, but the wrinkled smile froze on his face.

This old man who has been working all his life has finally played a big one.

Played the Bai family, the players of Yuecheng, and even the gods of this world.

Then, die.

(End of this chapter)