Three hundred and sixteen. Don't let yourself regret
"A piece of human skin."
Lu Li squatted in front of the table and took a close look at the intact human skins piled under the table.
In the yellow light of the oil lamp in his hand, the accumulated human skin seemed to come to life, and the sense of horror was weakened by the empty eyes. The human skin was covered with loose clothes, dark brown overalls, a cyan jacket and Qiao Qiao.
The description is the same, but he is not Oliver.
"Did your servants do this?" Lu Li asked the Swamp Mother.
[Its servants...] Only Lu Li could hear the whispers.
"Tell me the abilities of its other servants." Lu Li said, turning back to look at Qiaoqiao who was slumped at the door: "Oliver may have changed his clothes, or he may have died in Shadow Town long ago."
Lu Li, who didn't know what euphemism was, spoke frankly.
Qiaoqiao was in a state of confusion, seeming to be recalling and thinking about something.
Lu Li did not disturb her. He took out Sequence 1 and touched the human skin. If there was no change, he took back the psychic gun, stood up, and inspected the cabin amidst the whispers of the Swamp Mother.
[The human head... turns those who look at it into the same kind... weak... but the cry of death will call more servants...]
The walls of the wooden house are covered with withered moss, like dark brown cinders. It is incredible that the floor that has not been taken care of for decades can still bear the weight of people - but it has reached its limit. Walking in the wooden house, you can clearly feel the softness and softness of the wooden boards.
It is sinking, and it seems that a hole may be stepped on at any time.
[Women...appear in crowded places...gouge people's faces...women will become the same kind...]
Lu Li stopped before the wooden board beneath his feet collapsed.
There was no way to go any further, the floor was becoming softer, as if walking on wet mud was unsettling.
He stepped back to the door and his eyes fell on the dining table next to the door.
There was a wooden bowl on the dining table, with an unpleasant grey-green tentacle-like sticky substance inside. This was certainly not left behind when it was discarded. No matter what was inside, decades would be enough for the contents to dissipate.
All.
When the oil lamp came closer, there were corpses of moss and fungi deposited under a shallow layer of clear water.
[Monkeys...servants dressed in human skin...have great hearing...use words to lure people into traps...people whose skin is shed will become the same kind...]
"Can it talk?"
[It will imitate the sounds it hears...]
Lu Li lowered his head and looked under the table.
A large hole opened in the floor there. Lu Li squatted down to observe and found a small piece of fabric on the edge of the hole.
The opening was limited and could barely accommodate the thin Cui to get in, but Lu Li put his arm holding the oil lamp into the opening and shined it into the mud below. There was no trace in the flat mud.
[The last bat...the patroller...the fearless man...the most powerful servant...]
"The eyeball beacon on the streets of Shadow Town."
The fabric hanging on the edge is only as big as a thumb, and except for the color, it is impossible to tell where it was scraped from.
[The parts of its body...bewitch its servants...human beings...and my servants...]
"You are being targeted."
Lu Li stood up and said.
Qiao Qiao's eyes focused on Lu Li.
"All its relatives are in the stage of searching, killing and converting, and its servants will become more and more numerous."
This is why it was difficult for Lu Li and others to see corpses when they crossed Shadow Town, only blood stains.
The corpses here have been transformed into servants by the unknown evil god.
Shadow Town had a population of at least four to five thousand when the accident occurred. Even if half of the population were turned into servants, it was still a desperate number.
"Will your servants be transformed into the other party's servants?"
【Won't……】
That's not too bad.
Lu Li stopped and looked down at a darker wooden board on the table.
When you get closer, there is an imperceptible smell of kerosene lingering on the tip of your nose.
Before it evaporated, traces of kerosene appeared not long ago. Lu Li turned to look at the body under the dining table, thoughtfully.
"Has anyone else been here?" Lu Li asked.
[Maybe there is...]
"perhaps?"
[My eyes are all over the swamp...but there is always a corner that I can't pay attention to...In the clip...I saw someone coming out...come here...went to the swamp road again...its servants were chasing it...]
[That man was very powerful...but he went in the opposite direction...he fled deep into the swamp...there were me and his servants everywhere...hiding in the ship...]
"Where did the boat come from?" Lu Li asked.
The depth of the water in Shadow Swamp and the dense criss-crossing of dead trees make it difficult for a small wooden boat to slip into it, let alone a steel ship, even in the rainy season.
【Brought by the hurricane...the day you forwarded my invitation to others...escaped back to the swamp road.】
Lu Li clearly remembered the hurricane he encountered in the swamp cabin - that was the day when the weird and mysterious nature of this world was truly revealed to him.
"What happened to those two people?"
Lu Li asked.
Swamp Mother paused, perhaps thinking about whether she should tell Lu Li.
In the end, it chose to tell Lu Li everything it knew like before: [She walked through the forest like smoke... broke into my banquet... rescued the human being who was about to be transformed into a dependent... and escaped...]
But the figure in the beak mask and the seeker never showed up again.
Lu Li also followed the letter she sent and sold everything he could sell at home, except for the items in the basement that were to be handed over to the investigator organization.
After briefly understanding what had happened, Lu Li asked again about the characteristics of the people who fled into the ship deep in the swamp.
[His height is the same as you said...The mud on his body makes it difficult for me to see clearly...He has an oil lamp...]
"Oil lamp..."
Regardless of whether that person is Oliver or not, he has probably been to the abandoned village.
Lu Li conveyed the message whispered by the Swamp Mother to Qiao Qiao.
Qiaoqiao never let down his guard against the Mother of the Swamp.
So does Anna.
Maybe Lu Li did too, but he didn't show it.
If we understand the behavior of the Swamp Mother from a malicious perspective, they are like approaching the prey of a trap, from Shadow Town to the edge of the swamp, then cutting off their retreat into the swamp, and now they must enter the depths of the swamp.
They are walking step by step into the trap carefully woven by the Mother of the Swamp.
And the truth is probably like this, because it is an evil god, and she is coveting Lu Li.
There is still a lot of deception between humans, not to mention the existence that is terrifying and trembling.
"That's enough..."
Qiaoqiao suddenly raised his head and said with red eyes.
Her voice was full of tremors.
"Thank you very much for your efforts for my brother, but... let's stop here... don't take any more risks."
"What if that's Oliver?" Lu Li asked, looking at Qiao Qiao calmly.
A steady voice sounded in Qiaoqiao's ears: "Don't make a choice that you will regret."
There was a brief silence, and Qiao Qiaodi thanked Lu Li countless times.