Chapter 40 Eyeball

"Ugh... huhuhu."

Ye Wuyou was found by Xu Fang who was fetching water the next day and was fished out of the well.

Xu Fang was frightened at first. Looking at Ye Wuyou's dead face and pale and swollen skin, he was undoubtedly dead.

But... he survived.

After vomiting the water in his stomach, Ye Wuyou sat on the ground, thinking quietly.

Lin Qingqing walked over carefully and patted him, "Hey, lunatic, how do you feel now? Why don't you talk for a long time?"

Ye Wuyou, who was called a "lunatic", turned his head slowly and looked at the familiar people. There was no turbidity in his eyes.

The memory of these days was clearly engraved in Ye Wuyou's mind.

He had indeed gone crazy before.

Even if he was not affected by this strange village, even if he could sense the unusualness of it, the ringing of the mountain before was a headache when he recalled it now.

To put it in a more professional way, Ye Wuyou said that the brain was affected and its function was abnormal, which means he was crazy.

Now he is conscious... probably because he died last night.

"The talent of the Qingqiu royal family's fox demon... It's terrible."

One tail for one life.

This life was used on himself.

In his memory, Bai Lu was pierced through the chest by the man in brocade robes, but when he was resurrected, there was not even a scar left.

And the abnormalities on his body were all restored after he was resurrected, or, his brain was restored.

Looking at the surprised eyes of the people around him, Ye Wuyou stood up, thought about it, and walked away without explaining anything.

As for the problems of Xu Fang, Lin Qingqing and others, Ye Wuyou couldn't make them sober now.

Combined with the situation of the man in brocade robes and Bai Lu yesterday, the only way to make people sober is to kill them once.

Before death, they will probably remember something.

But they can't be resurrected.

But since he is sober, everything will be easy.

Ye Wuyou first walked to Bai Lu's room. It was already morning and there was a lot of noise outside, but Bai Lu hadn't gone out yet.

Feeling the extra weak connection in his body, Ye Wuyou frowned and pushed the door open.

There was no one on the bed, but there was a figure lying under the bed, still breathing, but relatively weak.

In Ye Wuyou's eyes now, he could naturally see that there was only a white tail left behind the other person.

Thinking of Bai Lu's attitude yesterday, Ye Wuyou had a headache.

Now that I have used her life, she won't go crazy at me again.

[Crazy? She deserves it? It's a blessing for a stinky fox to give you her life. Let alone one life, if she has nine tails, you should cut her neck for fun]

Damn it, why did the narrator start barking again recently.

Are you crazy? I'm cutting my neck for fun?

But no matter what, it was Bai Lu's credit that he didn't die. Ye Wuyou helped Bai Lu, who was lying on the ground, up.

A wisp of energy floated from his fingertips and passed into Bai Lu's body, waking her up.

Seeing the other party wake up, Ye Wuyou was thinking about how to speak.

He had to speak out, so as not to make the other party bear a grudge. After all, Bai Lu was the only normal person in the village.

And with the Beast Taming Sect's natal spirit contract, Bai Lu could not attack him, but Ye Wuyou was afraid that the other party would risk his life to self-destruct and trip him up.

Ye Wuyou now knew how to break this weird deadlock, but it would always be good to have more help.

"Bai Lu, listen carefully. It was a misunderstanding that I turned you into my natal spirit beast before, but you and your friends also wanted to be my enemy at first. Now I have used your life to offset it..."

But before Ye Wuyou finished speaking, the person in his arms opened his eyes, his eyes blank.

She saw Ye Wuyou, and was stunned at first, wanting to stay away.

But then, sensing the smell of the other person, or some kind of connection, made her shrink back.

Ye Wuyou was shocked, staring blankly at Bai Lu burying her head in his arms, her hands clasping him tightly like claws.

Just like... an animal, or a fox.

"Master..." A soft voice came from his arms, which made Ye Wuyou drop his jaw.

"Where are your memories? Do you know who you are?" Ye Wuyou grabbed Bai Lu and asked.

"Memory, what memory? I only know that I live with the master in this village, and I am the master's little..."

Feeling that everything was wrong, Ye Wuyou threw the woman in his arms onto the bed, then covered her with a quilt and ordered righteously.

"Go to sleep."

Snap.

The door was closed.

Ye Wuyou stood by the street, scanning the surroundings with a sharp gaze.

He gradually understood everything.

The ringing at midnight would clear a person's memory over and over again, and then deepen it over and over again.

Bai Lu did not leave the village yesterday, so after hearing the bell, the memory she found was hidden again, replaced by her own impression as a villager.

However, Ye Wuyou estimated that if the other party left the village, he would be sent back after being unconscious like the man in brocade robe.

Only he was not affected by the bell.

Is it because of the "ghost" in his body?

[The sleeping dragon finally opened his eyes. No one can stop you now. The ignorant fool who was only stained with a trace of the aura of the Tao is even more vulnerable]

The aura of the Tao?

Not the remains of the Tao?

Ye Wuyou knew that the weirdness in this world was called the wreckage of the avenue by the narrator, but what was the aura of the avenue?

Soon, he remembered.

He had seen the "source" that caused all of this. Before he lost consciousness on the mountain, he saw a shadow in the sky.

It's the eyeball of a monster.

But no matter what, the breath and the wreckage must be heavier.

Although Bai Lu is missing to help, there is no longer the worry of being tripped up by others.

Ye Wuyou already knew what to do.

He squatted on the ground, thinking about the information in his mind, took a branch and started writing on the ground.

This move was actually a bit weird, but everyone in the village knew that he was a madman, so no one came over to take a look.

It also saved a lot of trouble.

1. The root cause of everything in the Thousand Fantasy Purple Gold Bell is an eyeball.

Second, being killed will restore the memory, but the ringtone in the middle of the night will erase the person's memory, but he will not be affected.

Third, the man in brocade robes was killed by himself, but he still appeared in the village.

Fourth, who was the "guy" who pushed himself into the well yesterday?

After listing several questions one by one, Ye Wuyou's thoughts suddenly became clear. He stood up and stamped out all the writing on the ground.

Another commotion came from the entrance to the village.

"Tu Su, wake the fuck up. You raise chickens and ducks every day. Do you really think you are a villager?"

"You...what are you talking about? I don't know you."

With the same words, it was obviously the man in brocade robe who grabbed Tu Su and asked him again.

Neither of them remembered what happened yesterday.

In other words, there was only one person, because the man in the brocade robe was already dead.

Ye Wuyou looked at the other party quietly, watching the other party's argument and quarrel.

The strange blue figure was behind him, gradually blending into his body.

Then, in his eyes, everything in the village changed.

The charred land, withered trees, dilapidated houses, and silence.

And ahead.

The dark color covered the original color of the robe. A body that had begun to rot from top to bottom stretched out its gloomy arms with visible bones, grabbing Tu Su and asking something.