Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

"Qi Ye, do you feel that this village is... eerie?" Wu Hen rubbed his arms and got goose bumps.

It was a sunny afternoon, but the village was filled with an indescribable chill, even colder than the freezer in his refrigerator.

Lin Qiye nodded, his eyes scanning the dilapidated houses around him. "It's indeed a bit strange. The air is filled with a...rotten smell."

As soon as the two stepped into the village entrance, an oppressive atmosphere hit them in the face, as if they had fallen into an old well.

The village was so quiet that it was eerie.

Suddenly, a ragged old man rushed out of the dilapidated house, waving a rusty hoe in his hand, and ran straight towards them!

"Fuck! Zombies!" Wu Hen screamed and pulled Lin Qiye to dodge.

The old man did not stop attacking, but let out a hoarse roar and rushed forward again, waving the hoe.

Soon after, some villagers rushed out from other houses.

Each of them had dull eyes and fierce faces, holding various farm tools in their hands, like a group of mad beasts.

"Oh my god, are the people in this village trying to scam me?" Wu Hen complained while dodging the villagers' attacks.

Lin Qiye tried to communicate with the villagers: "Everyone, we are just passing by and have no ill intentions!"

However, all he got in response was even more frantic attacks and roars from the villagers.

"Don't bother, these people don't seem to understand what we're saying."

Wu Hen dodged the flying sickle with a sliding tackle, "Maybe we've all been hit by some evil spell!"

"Evil magic..." Lin Qiye frowned and kicked away a villager who was rushing towards him with a wooden stick.

Suddenly, an old man who looked like the village chief walked out tremblingly, mumbling something incoherently.

"What did he say?" Wu Hen pricked up his ears, trying hard to hear clearly.

Lin Qiye carefully identified it and his expression suddenly changed: "He said... curse... escape..."

"curse?"

Wu Hen was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh, "I knew it, this place is so weird, there must be something strange! Wait... run away?"

Wu Hen suddenly had an idea, "Qi Ye, look..."

Wu Hen took out a pink, furry...

Bunny ears headband.

"Nanaye, look! Isn't it cute? This is a trophy I found in the Japanese Divine Realm. It's said to have the power to soothe people!"

As he said that, he put the headband on his head.

The pink rabbit ears trembled with Wu Hen's movements, and a pink light visible to the naked eye slowly spread out with him as the center.

Some of the villagers who were originally ferocious began to move more slowly, and their desire to attack also decreased significantly.

There were even a few who showed idiotic smiles and muttered "So cute".

“Damn, it’s really useful!”

Wu Hen was pleasantly surprised and was about to pursue the victory when suddenly, an old man who looked like the village chief walked out from the crowd tremblingly.

Although he was unconscious, he seemed to recognize that Wu Hen and Lin Qiye were not ordinary villagers.

Instead, he waved his crutch and let out a sharp roar, commanding the villagers to attack even more frantically!

The villagers who were originally comforted by the pink light seemed to be stimulated by something.

The fierce gleam in their eyes grew stronger, and their attacks became more violent, using hoes, sickles, and sticks...

It hit the two of them like raindrops.

"Oh my god, this old man is a buff!"

Wu Hen screamed strangely, pulled Lin Qiye and ran away, "Qiye, of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one!"

Lin Qiye: “…”

He grabbed Wu Hen's arm and whispered, "Run? Where to run? This village is surrounded by mountains. We have no way to escape!"

Wu Hen stopped and looked around, a meaningful smile on his face: "Who said to escape? I meant... a strategic transfer!"

He pointed to a house deep in the village that looked the oldest and most dilapidated. "Let's go! Go there!"

Wu Hen dragged Lin Qiye and staged a "real-life cat and mouse game" in the ancient village.

He sometimes imitated the zombie dance, sometimes imitated the spacewalk, and hummed an unknown strange song, successfully attracting the hatred of all the villagers.

Lin Qiye's face was filled with black lines, he couldn't keep up with his pace at all.

"What the hell are you doing?!" he couldn't help but growl.

Wu Hen said without even turning his head: "Strategic positioning, do you understand?"

During the "strategic movement", Wu Hen's eyes were like a scanner, quickly scanning everything around him.

He discovered that on the walls of some dilapidated houses, there were some strange runes carved, like some kind of ancient writing.

These runes faintly exude a strange aura, intertwined with the smell of decay in the air.

"bingo!"

Wu Hen was secretly delighted. He stopped in front of a wall covered with runes and pretended to count with his fingers.

He muttered to himself, "The sky and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and boundless, hurry up and obey the command... translate, translate!"

He took out his cell phone and started taking pictures of the rune.

"Qiye, hold it for me!"

He handed the phone to Lin Qiye, then took out a wrinkled copy of "Classic of Mountains and Seas" from his backpack.

I found another pirated copy of the Egyptian Book of the Dead.

Finally, he took out a book called "Collection of Primary School Students' Compositions".

He spread out the three books on the ground and began to compare them seriously.

"Oracle bone script? Hieroglyphics? Martian language? None of them are right..."

Wu Hen scratched his head and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "I know! This is... an emoticon!"

He excitedly pointed to a rune on the wall and said, "Look, does this rune look like an eye-rolling expression?"

"Doesn't this look like a 'hehe' expression? And this one, it's clearly a 'dog head save life' expression!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, as if he had discovered some shocking secret.

"Qiye, I'm sure these runes are a kind of ancient...chat log! Recording the truth of the curse!"

He pointed at one of the runes and said firmly, "If I'm not mistaken, this rune means..."

He paused, and his expression suddenly became strange.

"Nanaye... have you heard of... 'Balala Energy'?"

Lin Qiye watched Wu Hen seriously analyzing the "emoticon package", and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

It’s already this time, and this guy is still studying emoticons?

He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to twist Wu Hen's head off.

He drew out the long sword from behind, and with a flash of cold light, the sword energy spread out, forcing back the villagers who were surrounding him.

"You continue studying your 'chat logs', and leave this to me!"

Wu Hen chuckled, not realizing the danger at all. Instead, he continued his research with great interest.

"Qiye, please help me block it. I feel like I'm about to break this curse!"

As he spoke, he took out a small notebook and began to record.

"Rolling my eyes, haha, save my life... This is definitely a QQ group chat record from ancient times!"

Lin Qiye fought against many enemies alone, his sword skills were sharp and every move was deadly.

Although the villagers were numerous, they were just ordinary villagers after all and were no match for his sword.

However, the villagers were fearless and rushed forward one after another like a tide, and Lin Qiye gradually felt overwhelmed.

While fending off the attacks of the villagers, he was vigilantly observing the situation around him.

I was secretly anxious: This is not a solution, I must find a breakthrough as soon as possible!

Suddenly, Lin Qiye felt a powerful force coming from deep in the village. The force was cold and evil, making him shudder.

His heart sank as he realized that things were far more complicated than they had imagined.

Wu Hen finally "cracked" part of the "chat history". He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Qiye, I understand! The source of this curse..."

He pointed to the oldest and most dilapidated house deep in the village and said, "It's right there!"

At the same time, the village chief let out a sharp roar, and the villagers were like chicken blood.

The attacks became more fierce, and Lin Qiye gradually fell into a disadvantage.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, his eyes fixed on the old house, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

"Let's go! Go there!" Wu Hen grabbed Lin Qiye's arm and ran towards the ancient house.

Lin Qiye was pulled by Wu Hen and stumbled after him, his heart full of confusion and anxiety.

He didn't know what Wu Hen was up to, nor did he know what would be waiting for them.

But he knew that they had no way out...

The two rushed into the ancient house, and a strong stench of decay hit them in the face, almost suffocating them.

The room was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Suddenly, Wu Hen stopped, turned his head, and a strange smile appeared on his face. He whispered: "Qi Ye... look..."

He pointed forward, and in the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened...