Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 863
"Master?"

Yanyan called out again.

When she was calling the old man, her eyes were fixed on the top of the old man's head.

In the old man's sparse and gray hairline, there are sharp green grasses emerging, growing slowly at a speed that is not obvious to the naked eye.

Yan Yan's eyes were deep, and she reminded in a low voice: "Master, grass has grown on your head."

The old man who was walking in front didn't stop, as if he couldn't hear Yan Yan's words at all, he just walked forward at a leisurely pace.

The surroundings are always filled with thick and persistent dense fog, without a trace of wind, it is damp and cold, as if people's whole body and mind are deeply immersed in this boundless and desperately mysterious fog.

At this moment, Yan Yan, in this weird and gloomy night, followed behind the old man, walking in the wilderness of night mist completely confused.

However, at this moment, Yanyan's eyes are exceptionally bright.

Meimou looked at the skinny old man walking in front of her, Yanyan slowly slowed down her pace.

Her speed slowed down, and the speed of the old man walking in front also slowed down at the same time. There was an invisible thread between the two of them.

This strange and completely consistent pace made Yanyan suddenly remember that there is a special profession in Xiangxi, which is called "destroying corpses".

The corpse-taker walked at night with the corpse, and the corpse and the corpse-taker walked at exactly the same pace, just like she was exactly the same as the old man at this moment.

But Yanyan didn't stop, neither did the old man, the two kept walking forward at the same pace.

The grass between the old man's hair was still growing slowly, Yanyan even saw the thin white grass roots protruding from the skin of the old man's side face.

This kind of déjà vu that I saw with my own eyes was more terrifying than seeing grass growing from Quli's skeleton that day.

Because at this moment the old man's face still has flesh and blood, and the surface is still covered with human skin.

The fibrous roots of the grass that sprouted from his cranial cavity directly pierced his flesh and grew out of his body. At first, it was a bit like new stubble.

But as the grass roots grew longer and thicker, the old man's side face became almost beyond recognition.

However, the old man always walked steadily forward, and his walking speed did not affect his body at all.

He himself didn't seem to feel any strange changes in his body at all.

Yanyan looked down, and saw a thick and fat worm crawling up from the old man's shoulder, looking around.

Yan Yan, the bug, had seen it on the dead guy before, and Chen Zhen had told her about it at the time.

This worm is called a heart-eating maggot.

Yanyan raised her eyebrows, suddenly took a big step forward, and caught up with the old man leading the way.

"Crack, clap, clap..."

The old man stiffly turned his head and face to look at Yanyan, when his neck turned, it made a stiff and piercing sound like rusty gears.

The moment she saw the old man's face, Rao Yanyan was prepared, and felt a chill in her heart.

The facial features of the old man's face were completely gone. The forehead bone seemed to be eaten by wild beasts. It was completely shattered from the brow bone to the hairline, and there were luxuriant skull-eating grasses growing in the cranial cavity.

A pair of eyes were left with only black holes, and the lips were all torn off. Lush weeds also grew in the black holes.

Yanyan looked down, and saw finger-long maggots crawling in and out at the position of the old man's heart, the heart was completely eaten, and he could see the inside at a glance.

The inside of the old man's body had turned into a bloody hole.

There are more maggots, scrambling to eat the flesh and blood vessels connecting the body at the edge of the heart...

But at this moment, the old man looked at Yan Yan with those black eye sockets covered with weeds.

Yanyan suppressed the violent urge to vomit in her stomach, fixed her gaze on Master's black eye sockets covered with weeds: "Master, your body..."

The Master looked at her with two dark eye sockets, the soles of his feet never stopped, and his bony jaw suddenly moved twice.

From the mouth where there was only a black hole left, Yanyan heard the indistinguishable voice from just now again: "Hey hey... You finally followed... Great, I have been waiting for you here for a long time, I am so lonely suffer……"

Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Yan Yan tried her best to maintain the calm on the surface, and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

A strange voice sounded from the Master's mouth: "Go where you want to go, I will take you there, the place you yearn for..."

Yanyan narrowed her eyes: "Do you know where I yearn for?"

"Hey hey hey...you come with me, it's...here..."

When the voice finally said "arrived", Yanyan raised her head, and saw an old tree with a crown like an umbrella standing not far ahead.

As the old tree moved forward, he could vaguely see the edge of the woodland.

Yanyan was surprised to find that there was no fog outside the woodland.

In other words, they will soon walk out of this night mist wilderness.

At this moment, the old man with a strange face took her and went straight to the old tree.

Seeing that she was about to walk in front of the old tree, Yan Yan was a little bit unwilling to give up, and asked again: "Do you know where I yearn for?"

But the old man didn't seem to hear her voice at all, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Yan Yan's wrist: "Hey hey hey, let's go, if you don't hurry, it will be too late!"

Caught off guard by a bone-like hand, Yanyan was startled, subconsciously wanting to hit someone, but the rationality in her heart forced her to suppress the urge to do so.

There was always a voice in Yanyan's heart constantly reminding her not to do anything, not to be afraid.

She had a strong feeling that if she lost this opportunity, she might never find the answers she was looking for again.

Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Yan Yan let the old man's bony hand grab her wrist.

She looked down at her wrist, and saw a few heart-eating maggots slowly crawling towards her wrist along the old man's already gnawed body riddled with holes.

Looking at the fleshy worm as thick as a thumb, wandering back and forth between her wrist and the old man's white bone claw... Yan Yan felt that every cell in her was about to explode.

She just wants to use a clear sky right now to clean up the weird and disgusting world in front of her.

But reason kept reminding her, hold back, hold back, it's not time yet.

At this moment, she couldn't do anything, she could only let the disgusting maggot climb up her arm and crawl into her sleeve...

Suddenly, a strong anger surged up in Yanyan's heart.

This damn demon, wait!

Wait until the day when I can clean up this damn thing, and see if she can torture this monster to death!

Yanyan closed her eyes fiercely, since she couldn't do anything, she simply ignored her eyes.

Just before she closed her eyes, the old man covered in maggots had already pulled her past the old tree and out of the misty night mist wilderness.

The moment she stepped out of the night mist wilderness, Yan Yan heard a rush of footsteps behind her.

Someone is running fast in the woods.

But at this moment, the old man was still pulling her forward without stopping.

She couldn't help but turn her head, and looked in the direction of the sound of rushing footsteps.

Then Yanyan's eyes widened suddenly.

She saw the man who was chasing him clearly.

It's Chen Zhen!
　Yanyan: My hands are itchy, I can't help but want to fight!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)