The sky is a pure picture rendered by boundless light blue. Wen Qingyu is walking on the road, and the decaying atmosphere representing death permeates the entire world.

He couldn't help but frown, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes.

Wen Qingyu untied his sleeves. At this moment, his disgust for the person who let him in reached its peak.

In the Changsheng Village, everyone’s skinny bodies are wrapped in death.

Some bones can be seen one after another on the road.

Wen Qingyu tilted his head, and some voices of conversation sounded in his ears.

"Hey, another person died, another person died!"

"Shut up, isn't it normal for dead people to die?"

"This is retribution, this is retribution!"

"What retribution!? Those girls deserve to die!"

"Where are the gods? Where are our gods!?"

"Hahahahaha, our gods don't want us anymore!"

Wen Qingyu raised her eyebrows and walked towards the person who spoke the words of the gods.

"Can you tell me what god you believe in?"

He spoke softly and had a gentle voice.

The man stared, "It has nothing to do with you, get out of here!"

Pfft——

Wen Qingyu's hand penetrated directly into the other person's chest. His expression remained the same, but his eyes turned to fall on the other person.

"Can you tell me?"

"You, you actually dare to do it!?"

Bang!

Wen Qingyu withdrew his hand and the body in his hand fell to the ground. Before the man could say anything else, Wen Qingyu's hand had already penetrated his chest.

"what about you?"

He killed two people in a row, and his expression was gentle from beginning to end.

Others seemed to have seen a ghost.

Wen Qingyu sighed, "Okay, it seems we have to have a good conversation again."

"Sorry, I'm really in a hurry."

With a smile on her face, Wen Qingyu built a mountain of human bodies for herself.

He didn't stop until a very thin man spoke.

"We believe in the goddess Vula, who represents time and power."

Wen Qingyu clicked his tongue, "Time and power, these are not fields that can be easily linked. This god is quite capable of managing business."

His expression was sincere, "Where are the women in your village?"

"They, they were all dedicated to the gods by us."

Well, this dedication sounds unusual.

Wen Qingyu clapped his hands and said, "I understand, he is still an evil god."

He tilted his head and was about to say something more when a darkness suddenly enveloped the world.

Then, there was a roar.

Wen Qingyu's eyes dimmed and brightened, and when he raised his eyes again, the world had changed.

"Yo, transformed into a living person."

Long Yu's voice rang in his ears.

Wen Qingyu moved his fingers and made sure that his arm, which was originally covered in blood, had returned to its neat appearance before smiling.

"How is this going?"

Long Yu rolled his eyes, but upholding the principle of not doing anything outside the house, he still replied: "I dug a grave and dug out the village chief's diary. As soon as I opened it, you appeared."

Wen Qingyu said "Ah", "It seems to be a very important thing."

He walked over and said, "Can I take a look together?"

Although he wanted to say no, Long Yu still raised his hand to reveal the diary.

The content above is ordinary and nothing special.

"It doesn't look like anything."

"Nothing, you can just appear out of nowhere?"

Long Yu clicked his tongue and continued to flip through it.

Wen Qingyu suddenly reached out to stop his movements.

"I seemed to have seen something just now."

He raised his hand and turned the diary to a page.

"The weather is fine. Mom is a gift before the ceremony and will be shared with everyone."

Wen Qingyu finished reading this sentence in a calm voice.

"This sentence?"

Long Yu was a little confused.

"Celebrate, share..."

Wen Qingyu clicked her fingers, "Maybe you can make a bold guess."

"Um……"

Long Yu didn't know what he thought of, and his expression changed.

He flipped back violently, only to see that the content of the record at the back had changed drastically.

The original record was that the weather was a matter of inner feelings, but now the record has become——

How about gods.

"Did you suddenly believe in gods?"

"Looks more like..."

"I want to kill the gods."

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