Your Mother is Dead

The rooster should be crowing at dawn, but the first sound heard in the celebratory song is that of a hen.

"it hurts!"

When he woke up, he felt an unusual headache, and his body's first instinct was to lie down and go back to sleep.

But in an instant, he shook his head, trying to clear his mind.

Now is not the time to rest and recuperate!

He needs to maintain the status quo and prevent others from noticing anything unusual!

"Let's go, to till the fields."

The father mechanically got up and called out to Zhu Ge.

"They're here."

Zhu Ge responded with a calm expression.

However, if you look into his eyes, you can naturally see that they are bloodshot.

He got up, picked up the hoe as he remembered it, and followed behind his parents.

Outside, the sun blazes brightly, and summer is in full swing.

As he walked, Zhu Ge secretly observed his surroundings and saw many people like him.

Their gait appeared normal, and some people were even chatting and talking.

But upon closer inspection, one can see that their expressions are unnatural, stiff, and rigid.

His task today is to gather as much information as possible and then find a way to survive.

Where is the way out?

It lies with "God"!

As the master said, ghosts and gods cannot exist out of thin air unless they are powerful enough.

Just as dragons have scales, humans have vulnerabilities.

The dragon's reverse scale is its weakness; touching it will surely lead to death, and thus, touching it will surely enrage it.

And God is similar.

It could be a shrine, a statue, or something else entirely.

In short, as long as this key is destroyed, then God can naturally be destroyed.

This is what the teacher taught us.

Therefore, Zhu Ge's task today is to gather as much information as possible.

Then find God's dwelling place and destroy it!

After all, it is very likely that the god is still hiding in the village, and most people have been deprived of their godhood and cannot become his helpers.

He can only rely on himself!

"What kind of god is this?"

Zhu Ge glanced around discreetly, her mind constantly in turmoil.

As the gentleman said before, ghosts devour souls, and gods steal gods.

To seize the spirit can also be described as to seize the soul.

God will take away a person's soul to nourish himself.

The soul represents reason, memory, and thought.

The "魄" (po) represents emotions and feelings.

Those whose spirits have been taken away are like walking corpses, living in a daze and unaware of their own existence.

Moreover, it cannot speak, like a walking vegetative person.

But judging from the behavior of those around them, that doesn't seem to be the case.

The same applies to the original owner's parents.

It seemed to be the same as always: get up, eat, farm, go home, and sleep.

This is also why most people don't realize that there's a problem with the people in their own village.

"Cluck cluck..."

Several hens with their chicks were pecking at the ground as they walked from the left house to the right house.

Upon seeing these chickens, Zhu Ge couldn't help but frown.

No rooster?

Moreover, these hens and chicks appear to be pecking at the ground and searching for insects.

But in reality, it was just mechanically pecking at things; it wasn't actually pecking at the insects to eat.

same!

My god has been stolen!

It doesn't even spare ordinary poultry, which shows how indiscriminately the "god" eats.

At the same time, the fact that even ordinary poultry can maintain their daily behavior before the god was taken over is enough to prove that this god is special.

As they were thinking, they left the village and came to the farmland.

The village is located on a mountain, with houses in the center and terraced fields in concentric circles below.

It was early morning, with a hundred thousand rays of light, white butterflies dancing, dragonflies flying, and green branches forming waves as far as the eye could see, while the wind rustled noisily.

In early summer, the rice paddies are lush and the clouds are sparse.

But Zhu Ge didn't have time to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Looking around, it was originally a harmonious human settlement where working people worked hard.

But upon closer inspection, one discovers that the farmers working in the fields resemble machines.

There was no laughter, no sweat dripping onto the ground, not even a quarrel between husband and wife.

They work numbly and mechanically, with only occasional mechanical pronouncements.

Zhu Ge, her body stiff, followed her parents, whose gods had been taken away, to the ground, and then pondered a solution, looking for a breakthrough.

However, compared to when he was wearing the "Kunpeng" and his mind was clear and calm, his head was now completely empty, as if it had been opened.

Yet it felt incredibly heavy, and I just wanted to collapse and sleep.

However, the life-or-death crisis was driving him crazy, making it impossible for him to relax.

"How do we break this deadlock? Where's the shrine...?"

Zhu Ge couldn't help but look at the simulator in her mind.

Name: Zhu Ge

Lifespan: 43 year

【Characteristic: Not wearing】

[Inventory: Kunpeng]

After taking one look, Zhu Ge abandoned the idea of ​​using it.

There are only four chances left.

If he were to use his abilities recklessly whenever he encountered difficulties, he estimated that he would have already died before that "god" even discovered his existence.

"We've arrived, let's get to work."

The father's voice sounded cheerful, as if he wanted to be happy, but it was stiff and numb.

Seeing this, Zhu Ge picked up his hoe and tried to respond stiffly, "Let's get to work."

At the same time, he was filled with a myriad of thoughts.

As the master said, a person whose spirit has been taken away is like a vegetable, lying there unable to move.

But even now, everyone is still working and no one has become a vegetable.

This either means that the people were not deprived of their divine power, or that the teacher may have been lacking in knowledge or for some other reason, which led to errors in the knowledge he taught.

However, based on initial observations, these villagers have indeed been deprived of their divine power.

Because apart from being able to move and respond to the congratulatory song, in many other aspects, he is no different from the deified god.

The teacher taught them a lot of knowledge.

There is very little knowledge about God; He has only been mentioned a few times.

In this world, many things are consistent with what Zhu Ge knew in her previous life, but the concepts of gods and ghosts are slightly different.

Ghosts love the souls of living beings, while gods are fond of the spirits of living beings.

What is the soul?

The soul needs to be attached to a physical body, while the spirit can exist independently of the body.

If a person's soul is devoured by a ghost, it's as if they are dead.

Even if a person's soul is taken by a god, they can still survive, but while their body remains alive, their spirit is gone, making them similar to a person in a vegetative state.

It's nothing like the village it is now; it seems unchanged, and the living can't even tell that someone is dead.

As for whether he is a god?

Could it be a ghost, or something else?

Zhu Ge, at least when wearing the Kunpeng trait, confirmed that he was indeed a "god".

This proves that this "god" is an extremely special kind.

Its special feature is that it allows the creature whose soul has been absorbed to still have a certain degree of activity and retain the most basic response to the outside world.

Just like parents, and everyone else who works in these terraced fields.

"God...God..."

The scorching sun beat down on Zhu Ge's back, making his eyes even redder, yet also increasingly clear-headed, his thoughts gradually becoming more lucid...

Based on the special nature of "God", analyze and find its dwelling place, and then destroy its dwelling place!

"Bang!"

A hoe struck the soil, turning it over.

According to the plan, he should be weeding the edge of the field.

While skillfully using his body's instincts to swing the hoe, he also used his peripheral vision to look around.

Just then, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old ran happily from the ridge of the field not far away.

She was dressed in plain clothes, barefoot, with her calves as white as jade, and her face, though not delicate, was fair and smooth, with her long hair cascading over her shoulders.

"Brother, brother! This Boletus luridus is so sweet!"

The girl waved two pulled mushrooms in her hand, a smile on her face.

Jianshan Village is located in Yunnan Province, and it has a wide variety of mushrooms, which are very popular among the locals.

The girl held one in her left hand and chewed it, while extending her right hand to offer another one. She was beaming with joy and looked very happy.

"Hua Xiaomei?" Zhu Ge was taken aback.

But this reactive action caused the parents to turn their heads stiffly, their empty eyes looking at Hua Xiaomei.

Hua Xiaomei remained calm and skipped over as usual, seemingly only having eyes for Zhu Ge.

Zhu Ge fell silent.

"Brother, come and eat!" Hua Xiaomei approached Zhu Ge and held out her hand: "Sweet and refreshing!"

Zhu Ge took the green tea, her face numb.

Even cooked Boletus edulis can cause poisoning, let alone raw Boletus edulis.

Hua Xiaomei has a problem!

His parents, meanwhile, stared blankly at the girl who seemed out of place, their expressions lifeless.

"I want to farm," Zhu Ge said, mimicking the tone of a zombie. "You can leave now."

"Why, brother?" Hua Xiaomei put another Boletus edulis in her mouth and chewed it, the juice flowing out:

"A lot of people are farming lately, but it's summer now. My mother said we don't need to keep turning the soil in the summer, right?"

indeed.

The core of meticulous farming is not just about planting crops, nor is it just about meticulous cultivation; meticulousness is also very important.

But Zhu Ge would never say such things.

He simply picked up the Bodhi seed without putting it in his mouth, and instead carefully examined the soil on it.

After a long pause, he said in a stiff tone, "We don't need to turn the soil, but we do need to weed."

"And Hua Xiaomei..."

As she spoke, a barely perceptible sigh escaped Zhu Ge's lips:

"Little Hua, didn't your mother die...?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hua Xiaomei's body suddenly stiffened: "No, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhu Ge interrupted Hua Xiaomei again.

"and……"

Zhu Ge said in a somber tone, "And you're dead too."

Hua Xiaomei is dead!

Zhu Ge even attended the funerals of Hua Xiaomei and her mother!

He witnessed Hua Xiaomei being placed in a coffin and buried in the ground.

The gentleman only realized something was wrong because of the deaths of Hua Xiaomei and her daughter.

Now, Hua Xiaomei has actually reappeared?

To everyone's surprise, after Zhu Ge finished speaking, his parents also spoke up one after another.

"Hua Xiaomei, you are dead!"

"You and your mother are both dead!"

Their voices were as mechanical as Zhu Ge's.

This stirred something within Zhu Ge.

His parents seem to have some vague memories?

Or is it that the parents' reactions depend on him, and they just say whatever he says?

Zhu Ge couldn't help but think of the conversation last night, and felt that her parents seemed to be acting strangely.

However, Zhu Ge needs to interact with more people to find out whether her parents' abnormalities are isolated cases or widespread.

At this moment, after hearing Zhu Ge and her parents' words, Hua Xiaomei slowly raised her head and gave Zhu Ge a strange smile:

"Am I already dead?"

"Brother, you're the one who's dead!"