Bring home the Infinite World Boss

The second time I entered that world, I was still caught off guard.

Yin Shen received a love lunch out of nowhere, and was taking it to the table to see who brought it, but when he sat down, it was empty, as if the stool had been removed suddenly.

Nuo Zai always likes to snatch things around Yin Shen recently.

Yin Shen was on the verge of scolding, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, his senses were all shut down, his eyes were pitch black, and he felt particularly strong about weightlessness.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, he subconsciously reached out to grab the things around him, but he touched the hard and damp soil.

Immediately, the five senses recovered, and a burst of clear to cool pine needle smell penetrated into the nostrils, which was almost exactly the same as the smell he had smelled in the pine forest on the top of the mountain when he went to Changbaishang to play a few years ago-it was because the huge pine needles gathered in one place and then superimposed repeatedly It came out crisp.

However, there was still darkness in front of him.

There seems to be something tied to the face, the material is rough and heavy.Yin Shen raised his head to touch it, and found something like a strip of cloth.

"We found you! You are the only one missing, let's go!" A rough man's voice said.

Yin Shen didn't speak, but his hand was patted.

"Don't touch it!" The man said anxiously: "You haven't done your makeup yet. The master said it will take at least an hour. If you bear with it, hold this and I'll take you back to the village."

A piece of cloth was stuffed into Yin Shen's hand, and he grabbed it obediently. The man's accent sounded like someone from Shaanxi, and he had already figured out that the one leading the way was a sheep herder in a red cardigan and a white turban. The appearance of a man.

And he himself looks like a sheep being herded.

"Is everyone waiting for us?" Yin Shen asked tentatively. Fortunately, his standard Mandarin was not suspected.

"Yeah, everyone woke up early, and finally got ready before noon. I hope that the Social Fire Festival will go smoothly in a while. Hurry up and get the money out. In this village, I will be considered a I don't want to come again, it's weird, the mother-in-law in the village has strictly limited the time, other villages have long stopped checking the time, only here..."

Yin Shen listened to him babbling all the way in silence, and roughly confirmed that this person must be an aborigine from the second world. Afraid of making trouble, Yin Shen refrained from asking what the Shehuo Festival was.

After walking for a while, the voices of people gradually became noisy. They were all rough accents, both male and female. They even beat gongs and drums, interspersed with the howling of mules. It was very lively.

He felt that he had been brought into a courtyard, and there was no longer a soft dirt road under his feet.

Someone came over, wiped Yin Shen's forehead, and said, "Okay, take off the blindfold."

Yin Shen rejected the kindness of the person who led the way to pick it for him just now, and slowly removed the cover in front of his eyes. Before he got used to the light, he heard a few gasping sounds not far away, and then someone rushed towards him. come over.

Shocked, Yin Shen took half a step back, but was still hugged firmly.

"Don't move! Don't move! I'm deep, why are you like this? Does it hurt? I'll help you—eh?"

By the end, his tone changed noticeably.

"The lottery?" Yin Shen whispered, finally getting used to the sunlight, he found that he only had his left eye available, the other eye was covered with something, and the top of his head was still heavy.

Zhuo Yizhi stood in front of him, wearing a gray country style clothes from the 30s and [-]s, which didn't match the tuft of yellow hair on his head.

Yin Shen himself was not much better, he was covered in brown from head to toe, as if he had just been chased back by a dog after stealing someone's corn.

The world... looks woefully underfunded.The first thing Yin Shen did was worry deeply about their food for the next few days.

"You almost scared me to death, Yin Shen, your makeup is too real, I just walked in and took a look, I thought you had a pair of scissors stuck in your eyes!"

Zhuo Yizhi clutched his heart, he was almost going to faint just now.But as he looked away, he let out a more heartfelt "Fuck".

Yin Shen looked around with only one eye, even though he was prepared, a layer of cold sweat still broke out on his body.

The yard is quite big, but it can’t hold many people. There are more than 20 people and two mules squeezed together. Most of the people are sallow and thin, busy with their hands, running around in the yard, and standing like Yin Shen. There were about a dozen people who dared not move.

It must be the companion this time.

And these people, without exception, put on terrible makeup.Calling it "makeup" is a bit of an exaggeration.

The man closest to Yin Shen had an ax sticking out of his head, which almost split his face in half, and red blood flowed all over his face.

Others were either hit by a brick in the face or stabbed in the body, and there was even a short aunt whose belly was torn open, and a large section of intestines flowed out, hanging directly on her neck, and she lowered her head to play with a section of intestines , Because of anxiety, he kept pulling the "meat" off the top.

"Is this a dressing room for a horror movie?" Yin Shen whispered, then remembered something, looked at Zhuo Yizhi, and said, "Why don't you put on makeup?"

"I don't have any makeup? It's weird, I don't have a special identity..." Zhuo Yizhi touched his body uneasily.

Yin Shen remembered what it was like to be suspected of being a ghost in the last world, and said, "You better not. Wait! What is this on you..."

Zhuo Yizhi casually lifted off his shirt, revealing circles of reddish-brown scars on his belly.Not only the belly, but also the back, arms, and neck are full of such marks.

Yin Shen looked a little uncomfortable, and thought about his words and said: "The appearance of each of us may be a way of death. Yours is indeed special. The murder weapon was not left on you, maybe because..."

"You represent the broken corpse."

Sheng Yan supported the bleeding gun tip on his head, walked over, and said casually, "Yin Shen, long time no see."

It was pierced from the back of his head, and then pierced from the side of his face. It was not true, and the weight was not that heavy.But he should have been protecting it with his hands because he was worried that the tip of the gun would hit someone else.

Yin smiled deeply and nodded at him.

And Zhuo Yizhi trembled when he heard the words, he never thought that one day he would have any connection with those two words, he said with a mournful face: "Stop talking, besides, I'm going to get dizzy. "

"Are you dizzy?" Sheng Yan said curiously: "Blood dizziness is a kind of mental disorder, but it can still be intervened. You can find me when you go out, and I will help you contact the best psychiatrist."

"Thank you...thank you..." Zhuo Yizhi said, he had never thought of seeing a doctor for such a trivial matter before.

Besides, there are all kinds of conditions in the hospital. He was already dizzy with blood, and the place he hated the most was the hospital.

Yin Shen coughed lightly, and introduced to the two of them: "Sheng Yan, I mentioned to you earlier that he is a doctor. This is Zhuo Yi's signature, and I'll make it small."

"You two came together?" After Sheng Yan asked, seeing the stones on their hands, he understood everything.

But Yin Shen found that Sheng Yan didn't bring his companions in this time, and wondered if Cannes had dealt him too much of a blow last time.

"The gong is struck! The gong is struck!"

"Are you all ready! Get out of the yard if you're ready, our Shehuo Festival is about to start!"

A loud voice fell, and people in the yard responded one after another. Before Yin Shen and the others could say anything, they were pushed out of the yard.

Immediately after the entrance, there is a large open space, similar to a square. Some villagers have already moved small benches and sat at the base of the wall. among people.

"Blood Society Fire," Sheng Yan said in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "As far as I know, it is a folk custom in Shaanxi, similar to Yangko and temple fairs during the Chinese New Year in the north. It's just that the form of expression is very scary and bloody." , like we—

I play the role of a subdued villain, so I wear all kinds of slash marks on my body. This is also to pray that there will be no villains making trouble in the coming year. In ancient times, I prayed for a good harvest, but now I mostly pray for peace and prosperity. "

No matter how you look at it, it is a kind of folk custom activity with heavy taste.

In order to pursue a certain symbol, most of Yin Shen and the others had their hands tied behind their backs, but in fact it was just a fluffy belt, just for show.

With this level of science popularization, Yin Shen has some idea in his heart, anyway, isn't it just parading, what are you afraid of parading, at least there is no real fear of life.

Yin Shen also gradually realized that they have a professional social fire team. These people have a clear division of labor and perform their duties. Those who beat the gongs, those who raise the flags, and a dozen "positive characters" who wield knives and guns These "little people" spread out and gradually walked along the edge of the open space to form a circle.

Zhuo Yizhi is very worried that he will be singled out because of his normal appearance.So he simply rolled up his sleeves and lifted his shirt from time to time to scare the passing children.

The sound of gongs and drums was deafening, and the distance between Yin Shen and Zhuo Yizhu Shengyan was getting farther and farther, and they couldn't even complete the communication through lip-syncing.

But fortunately, their range of activities was only in this square, and they gradually surrounded it. Someone in the center brought a large amount of dry firewood and was setting up a pile of firewood.

Next to the firewood lay a cloth pupa-like thing, vaguely in the shape of a human.But Yin Shen's line of sight was always blocked by the performer on stilts at the innermost side, and he couldn't see clearly from several angles.

People who are distracted tend to have no roots on their feet. Yin Shen was still looking around with his only eye, when suddenly there was a gust of wind around him, and a child as tall as his waist passed him quickly, and Yin Shen was knocked down. After staggering two steps, he tripped over a protruding stone on the dirt road, stretched forward, with his hands behind his back, unable to break free for a while in a hurry.

It's over.Yin Shen immediately thought.

He didn't know what material the scissors stuck in the eyes were made of.But it's a bit hard to be true, if he fell forward like this and landed on his face, this scary makeup might become a reality on the spot.

Could it be that he wants to walk through this world with one eye blind?

Yin Shen felt cold in his heart, gritted his teeth and muttered a word about the brat, just now he glanced at the child who bumped into him, the child was covered in white bandages, and there was a section floating behind, like a mummy, jumping in the queue Jump to shuttle.

The ground was close at hand, and when the scissors in his right eye were only a dozen centimeters away from poking into the eye, he was grabbed by someone.

The feeling of rebirth after the catastrophe made his legs weak. Although the injuries in this world will not bring back to reality, the pain is real. Yin Shen is still a person who is very afraid of pain. A fierce battle of wits and courage.

"Thank you very much!"

Yin Shen was pulled up by that person, he thought it would be Zhuo Yizhu or Sheng Yan, but when he turned around, he saw a strange face.

He is a man with a strong aura, a few centimeters taller than Yin Shen, his face is fair and unpainted, his eyes are upturned, and there is a bit of coldness in his eyes, but Yin Shen has an inexplicable feeling of being stared at a feeling of.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and then realized that it was difficult to hear clearly at this moment.Unless it's close to the ear, so I gave up and changed hands to help Yin Shen untie the strap on his hand.

Yin Shen looked at him in amazement, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was a local resident or a partner.Because his dress was too normal, Zhuo Yizhi at least had broken wrist marks on his exposed wrist, but the man in front of him couldn't see anything.

And the man also carried a sword behind his back, and the hilt of the sword could be seen from his shoulder, making him look like a personable and chivalrous knight.