The three of them came to the front of the dry corpse, and Li Hugo removed the bandages on the face of the dry corpse only to find that this person turned out to be an old man in his sixties.

At this time, the old man's pupils dilated, and he seemed to be dying.

"Is it a human being?" said Li Hugo puzzled.

Feng Haoran also came over to take a look, and he said: "This person's three souls and seven spirits have been damaged, and I am afraid that he will no longer be able to live, but he is not completely dead now, and he may be able to get some clues from his memory." ”

"People are like this, how are you going to get clues?"

"We Taoists have a spell called the Art of Leaving the Soul, or also known as the Book of Dreams, that is, before the person breathes, you enter his subconscious world, but before he dies, you have to come out. "But it takes a particularly strong mental power." ”

"I'll go, I'm more familiar. Feng Haoran sat cross-legged with a talisman on his forehead.

And Li Hugo took the talisman and said: "I used to be a puppet, in terms of spiritual power, you are not as good as me......"

"But ......" Feng Haoran knew that Li Hugo wanted to take the risk himself, but he understood that his mental strength was not as good as Li Hugo, so in this way, Li Hugo was much better than himself.

Li Shana followed Li Shana's instructions, so he pasted a talisman on his forehead, and at the same time, the dying old man was also pasted with a talisman, Li Shana repeatedly emphasized that Li Hugo should leave his memory world before he lost consciousness, otherwise the person died, the abstract door of the memory world was closed, and he would never be able to come out again.

It sounds crazy, but Hugo has experienced even crazier things, so he accepts it.

And then, Li Hugo entered the inner world of this uncle, and only then did he feel a suffocating despair.

This man is called Luo Hao, he has been a sin since he was born, and since he was born, he has been the object of people's spit, he is in his sixties, he has no wife, only a ninety-year-old mother.

The old mother always has nightmares at night, insomnia is her daily routine, one day in the forties of the last century, she was still a big girl when she was less than twenty years old, but she did not expect to meet a soldier, this soldier caught him, sent to a mud brick adobe house, and began a nightmare life for three months, and then when she came out, she was pregnant, and sadly she found that she did not know who the father of the child was, but what was certain was that the father of the child was herself.

After taking the abortion pill several times without success, it turned out that the barefoot doctor in the village who had no conscience used Ma Lantou to disguise it as an abortion pill, so she gave birth to a child.

After Luo Shan came to this world, because of half of the blood in his body, he lived in nightmares since he was a child, and his mother later married a widower in the same village, but even this widower looked down on Luo Shan and felt angry because of Luo's good blood.

The stepfather's refusal, the mother's silence, and the ups and downs of his friends made his childhood a nightmare and despair, and the villagers called him a dog son as soon as they saw him, because the war had brought too much pain to the countrymen.

Li Hugo looked at Luo Hao, who was smashed by the stones, he ran over and scolded those children, but he sadly found that this was just a memory, even if it was himself, it could only pass through the children's bodies.

Luo is good at being a sinner, and he was already a sinner before he was born.

In the eyes of the villagers or people nearby, Luo is good at being a plague, a nightmare, and a demon that everyone hates!

Li Hugo couldn't stand it anymore, because he couldn't stand it, a one-person king was so sad, it was a history of blood and tears of growth, the pain was Luo is good at himself, and Luo is good at his mother, so painful, I'm afraid it has exceeded any physical pain.

Later, the widower could not stand the cynicism of the village and ran away from the dilapidated home, which made the family even worse, and Luo was good at not going to school, and only living on the meager income from selling eggs and herding cattle to plow the fields.

The world is purgatory, and the cold eyes of others are torture.

The mother lived to be ninety years old, and the mother said that she did not dare to die, and after she died, her son was left alone, and she knew that her son was destined to be lonely in this life.

After his mother's death, Luo was good at kneeling in front of his mother's grave and laughing, because what Luo was good at was known by reporters, so many reporters came to interview, Luo was good at laughing madly: "She died, died well...... I hate my mother, why did she give birth to me in the first place, let me suffer so much, even a stray dog in the village, it would not be as miserable as me, when I was a child, my peers in the village would scoop up big dung on me, they would smash the glass windows of my house, and then throw cannons at our house through the broken windows during the Chinese New Year. ”

"I know they hate me, but we are not myself, we are Chinese, we are Chinese! I also hate you, I hate you reporters, why do you report on me, I was despised by a village and I could still breathe, but now the people in the nearby villages, and even the whole country know about me, they are all laughing at me, they are all pointing fingers at me, am I born to be laughed at by you? I don't want to have their blood in my body, and I don't want to ...... it."

Luo Hao laughed heartily, and after driving away the reporters, the next day Luo Hao went to cement his mother's grave and make a small house, but he didn't expect that when he came to his mother's grave, his mother's coffin was dug out, the body was ruined, and a lot of words were written on the coffin board.

"My bastard!"

At this moment, Luo Shan collapsed, he went crazy, grabbed his hair and began to roar, like a male lion about to have a seizure.

However, at this moment, a person familiar to Li Hugo appeared, it turned out to be the blood demon, or the blood demon of the sun god period, the handsome appearance of the blood demon is still impressive, his body is half-empty, he said: "Do you want revenge?"

"I, can I take revenge?"

"Kill them...... Let all these people who have bullied you for decades die!" said the Blood Demon word by word.

Luo Yan picked up a firewood knife and rushed to the village, but when he woke up, the whole village, both people and livestock, had fallen in a pool of blood.

The old people and children, men and women, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, the corpses are scattered all over the streets of the village......

"Ahhh......h

At this time, Li Hugo saw that the space around him began to distort, and immediately came out and said: "Hurry up, let's go to Xin'an Village!

"What do you see?" Li Shana tore off the talisman paper on Luo's forehead.

Li Hugo said word by word: "I saw it...... Hell!"