Not dead yet.
One of the candidates, White Faction, clenched his fists and watched helplessly as the sharp knife hovered directly above his head.
It seemed that it would fall down the next moment, and Shou Shou would cut his whole body in half.
But at least there is room for change.
Before they could feel the joy of surviving the disaster, they heard the familiar voice that had just given them an endless nightmare came to their ears.
"Mr. Bo."
It's just completely different from the cold banter before. He speaks softly, like a lover's whisper.
Is this the sound this madman can make?
The White Faction candidate was stunned.
The unconcealed footsteps from behind reached my ears quickly from far to near.
Xi Guici's originally cold gaze quickly withdrew from these "sacrifice", then turned his head and looked at the people coming in from the door with a smile.
The words were filled with just the right amount of surprise, "Why are you here now?"
He looked extremely open and gentle, as if all the bloody things were not his doing.
This was such a natural attitude that Bo Shuo, who entered through the entrance of the cave, narrowed his eyes and said with a bit of ridicule, "If I didn't come, how would I know what you did."
Bo Shuo From the moment I entered this cave, my whole body felt numb.
I don't know how many people have died here. Even the bones on the ground are covered with a layer of blood. There is also the sound of gurgling water in the darkness. I look carefully and see what kind of water it is. It is clearly the condensed blood of an unknown number of people.
The soaked ground gave the entire cave an eerie color.
Not far away, there are several heads tilted towards the entrance of the cave, their eyes fixed on Bo Shuo.
And Xi Guici, who caused all of this, didn't feel any guilt at all. Hearing Bo Shuo's words, he chuckled, without deliberately picking up the irony in Bo Shuo's words, and took advantage of the situation.
"What did I do?"
Xi Guici repeated this sentence, his pale eyes revealing nervous excitement, "Do you want to see my results?"
As these words fell.
The silk thread of Unknown Dimension followed the owner's wishes and descended on a White Faction candidate. Then the candidate's eyes suddenly became distracted, and the rope on his body was cut, and then he walked slowly in front of Bo Shuo.
"As you can see, this is a puppet."
Xi Guici said softly, "It's a pity that there are still many things missing."
There was something obviously wrong with his current situation, his whole person seemed to be completely ignited, and the madness in it could not be concealed.
What he said began to lack logic, but Bo Shuo, as a person who has the most contact with madmen, he keenly understood Xi Guici's logic.
This is sharing your results.
Bo Shuo knows that there is a type of lunatic.
They have extremely serious artistic addiction, and everything they do is for their own art.
In order for the artwork in their mind to be perfectly presented, they can do anything that is difficult for normal people to accept.
If you follow his words, you will only be led into a strange circle and forced to appreciate the "artwork" he left behind.
If you want to quickly gain the initiative, you can only deny his proud work and force him to get angry.
"This is what you want me to see."
Bo Shuo raised his eyes, his eyes were deep and arrogant, and he said indifferently, "If it is just such a low-grade thing, there is no need to show it to shame."
"You're right, this is just a shoddy thing, not really art at all."
Xi Guici paused, seeming to know that his tone was too enthusiastic, so he restrained himself.
"Making a perfect puppet is something that is rare."
"First of all, the selection of materials is very important. A soul body like theirs can only be regarded as a dirty and inferior product."
The smile on Xi Guici's face remained unchanged, and even when he uttered words full of malice, he looked extremely gentle.
But it's creepy.
Bo Shuo looked at him, "So you did all this just to create a Perfect Puppet?"
Xi Guici nodded, and then began to talk to himself about his experience in making puppets.
"The steps to make a puppet from a body are nothing more than a few steps."
Xi Guici lightly passed over the candidate, "First determine the selection, then erase the consciousness, and finally wrap the thread of oneself in the depths of the soul."
"But there are high and low levels of material selection. Do you know what the best material selection is?"
Bo Shuo's eyebrows skipped a beat. Because he had just escaped from death, he dared to think about it now.
Looking at Xi Guici in front of me, an outrageously bold answer jumped into my mind.
"Deity."
It seemed that Bo Shuo could guess it so quickly. Xi Guici was obviously stunned, and then he could no longer hide the joy on his face, "Do you know?"
"I already knew you were the same person as me."
This sentence was said in a complimentary tone, but Bo Shuo felt that it was not a good word.
Thank you.
Bo Shuo has an expressionless face.
He is obviously a normal person with good roots.
Well...
Bo Shuo began to reflect on himself, why most of the people he met were abnormal.