White Bone Monkey King

Jin An passed by the Wuxin man and walked deeper into the space with an even colder expression.

He can feel it.

There is greater evil and terror nourishing there.

Along the way, he met several Wuxin Masters and Wuxin Taoist priests who were forced to cannibalize people. In addition to being Wuxin people, these people also had another characteristic in common, that is, they were all highly skilled practitioners.

The practitioners' thoughts are active, so the fear in their hearts becomes greater.

Every time someone passes by in Jin'an, he will whisper "Supreme Taiyi Du'e Tianzun". The murderous intention in his heart is rising rapidly, and the cold light in his eyes is getting sharper.

The space on the third floor of the cabin was very large, exceeding the original length of the ship. After walking a certain distance, he encountered a new change this time, and mountains and forests actually appeared in front of him.

It's just that those mountains and forests look very distorted, like abstract pictures from an unfortunate childhood, full of darkness, horror, weirdness, and abstract pictures.

The trees in the mountain forest are all moldy trees that I have seen before.

The dark clouds above the head are distorted like a person's ugly face and malicious heart.

It was raining, and the drops of rain were not liquid, but lumps of mildew. Although these mildew spots are colorful in red, blue, yellow and green, they are really unpleasant because they look like the moldy spots that grow on pork that has been left for a long time.

The weeds under our feet are also like mold spots.

It’s a musty world of twisted abstraction.

It seems to imply that the human heart is ugly and disgusting.

There was a clean dirt road in the mountain forest that had not been eroded by mildew. It was also the only way into the mountain. Jin An did not hesitate and followed the dirt road into the mountain forest.

Before we had gone too far, smoke was rising from the mountains and forests, as if there were people living in the mountains, and it was time to eat. Sure enough, Jin An met villagers preparing to go home at a crossroads.

The grandfather with his trouser legs rolled up, barefoot, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, holding the hand of his granddaughter who gave him an umbrella, was walking back to the village through the field ridge. Both of them were dressed in Japanese style.

When the Japanese grandfather and grandson saw Jin An, they nodded and said hello in a friendly manner.

As they passed each other, Jin An looked thoughtfully. The grandfather and grandson were actually flat people, like cut out flat paper figures.

There is a second face painted on the back of the paper man's head, a grandfather and grandson who are friendly to him, but on the back of the head is a distorted abstract face, like a child's abstract graffiti.

Grandpa has a vicious face.

The granddaughter has a cold face.

Is this a metaphor for the hypocrisy of others?

Jin An stood at the crossroads without thinking for too long, and followed the pair of granddaughters towards the village.

Seeing Jin An coming, the grandfather who was walking in front turned back to give Jin An a friendly look, and continued to hold his granddaughter's hand on the way home. It was just a false face on the back of his head that represented his true inner thoughts. The grandfather glared at Jin An fiercely, and so did his granddaughter. Looked at Jin An indifferently.

Soon after, he saw a mountain village. A river was flowing rapidly at the entrance of the village. Several village women were washing clothes by the river.

These village women also wear Japanese-style clothes and are also flat paper figures.

On the surface, they were chatting passionately, but the distorted faces on the back of their heads, which represented their true inner world, were scolding each other with vicious eyes.

The combination of appearance and appearance is just right here.

It's just that Jin An can't understand what these village women are saying, and he doesn't know what vicious words they are saying behind their backs.

Maybe it was because of the rain, or maybe it was because the mountain village was not big in the first place. After Jin An entered the village, he didn't see many villagers. He wandered around the village aimlessly.

Suddenly, a hungry and thin Japanese child caught his attention. Other people's houses were full of smoke, and the whole family was having a happy meal. Although smoke was rising from the chimney of his house, and although there was laughter and laughter coming from the house, he did not go into the house to have dinner with his parents. Instead, he sat alone under the eaves with his knees in his arms. My body was shaking with cold, and I was hungry and cold.

Jin An stood outside the simple waist-high fence and looked at the people talking and laughing inside the house.

A family of three sat in a sheltered house. The parents and their children were having a warm meal. From time to time, they would take dishes to the children, their eyes full of doting. All the faces on the back of their heads looked at the thin child squatting outside the door, shivering in the wind and rain.

The father's face was fierce and his eyes were cold and murderous, as if he were looking at chickens, ducks and fish, thinking about how to kill the child so as to save food for the family.

The mother had an impatient expression on her face, thinking about how to get rid of this troublemaker.

The child born between the two is confident and confident after being doted on, and he looks at his poor brother proudly and show off.

Seeing that the facial features of the child outside the door were somewhat similar to his mother, but not like his father, Jin An already had some suspicions. It seemed that this was a reorganized family. The mother remarried with her young son and gave birth to another child, so she and her ex-husband The son she gave birth to was neglected and became a drag in her eyes. She wanted to please the man and take good care of her young son, but she could no longer afford to take care of another burden.

In this world, there are people who are "the best in the world as a parent, and the most filial piety in the world as a child", and there are also people who are unworthy of being parents.

When the family of three in the house finished their meal warmly, the mother, who was left cleaning the dishes, walked out with two bowls of leftovers, one bowl for the children, and one bowl poured into the stone trough where the black pigs were kept.

The mother looked at the black pigs in the pig pen and smiled. The face on the back of her head showed greed for money, gluttony, and joy. Looking at the meat falling from her body showed boredom.

The thin child picked up his rice bowl and ran away, hiding in a dilapidated old room to eat his food with his hands.

This old room looks like it has not been used for a long time. There is a thick accumulation of dust inside, and it is filled with many broken furniture and farm tools. When it rains, it emits a turbid and musty smell. And the space was very small, so crowded that if one more person entered, there would be no room to turn around. Jin An stood outside the door and looked at everything inside.

There was no air circulation in the small old room, but the child was not aware of the turbid and musty smell in the air. Being hungry and cold, he wolfed down the leftovers given by his stepfather and mother.

Jin An, who was standing outside the door, noticed that the child seemed to be talking to himself while picking up the rice. His numb eyes brightened at this moment, but there was no other person in the antique room except him.

At first he thought the skinny child was talking to him, but soon found out that he was wrong because the skinny child's head was not facing him when he spoke.

After following the thin child's gaze carefully, he discovered that the child was talking to a few web-spinning spiders in a pile of rags and debris.

A child is like those useless old things abandoned by adults in the old house. The time his parents spend with him is not as much as the time spent with a few spiders. This develops his withdrawn heart, and he regards a few spiders as close friends. Talk to yourself.

While the child was chatting happily with a few web-spinning spiders, the old things suddenly collapsed and the child was buried alive by heavy debris. At this time, Jin An noticed a pair of cold eyes behind him. He turned around and saw a man standing behind the window of the house behind him. He was the stepfather of the child, looking coldly and ruthlessly at the collapsed old house.

The child's mother and half-brother, who ran out after hearing the commotion, were indifferent when they saw that the old house had collapsed.

At this time, Jin An could not see the true inner thoughts of the faces on the back of the three people's heads. Perhaps, the three of them were secretly happy to finally throw away this little drag bottle that was a burden to everyone...

"Spider..." Jin An pondered.