The cave is actually myself

Chapter 93 The Strong Mouth King

Isn't this symbiosis?
Humans and weirdness maintain a relatively balanced symbiotic relationship, with humans as the mainstay, and weirdness secretly waits for an opportunity in the lampshade, trying to take the initiative.

A weird but inexplicably reasonable way of survival created by ordinary humans in the wilderness.

Lu Yuan thought of a hairy village he entered before. The entire village was kept captive by a dark red-haired monster, who absorbed the essence of flesh and blood from the villagers while giving them a little bit of power.

Lantern Village shows a completely different way of survival. The same thing is that while being protected, they all face huge risks.

The lifespan of the villagers in Mao Village is extremely short. They are like free-range pigs and sheep. They seem to be free, but in fact they are tightly controlled.

The villagers in Lantern Village live with the weird, and they are always worried about being invaded by the weird and losing their souls. There is no comparison between the two, who is better and who is worse.

In this spiritual world where demons are raging and strange things abound, the lives of ordinary humans are like straw and their lives are precarious.

Well, what am I empathizing with here?I'm just a merciless and desireless cave.

Lu Yuan came to his senses and clearly understood his position.

If it can bring enough rewards to oneself, it would not be a bad idea to wait for the cave to expand and accommodate some monks and ordinary mortals.

Lu Yuan would not be dissatisfied with the high-quality leeks like Long Hong in front of him.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly there was an exclamation from outside.

"Come quickly! Long Qi is out of control!"

Long Hong's expression changed slightly, he held a gray lantern and ran quickly outside the house.

Before leaving, I did not forget to give instructions to the little paper man.

"Senior, there is an accident in the village. Please do not come forward at will, so as not to be seen by the villagers and cause unnecessary disputes."

Are you afraid that they will see me?
The little paper man made a semi-circle at the corner of his mouth, and after Long Hong went out, he flew high in the sky in the night. The red body of the small lantern also blended into the night, making it difficult to detect.

Long Hong quickly rushed to the direction where the sound came from, and saw a fat old man holding an old gray lantern in his hand, acting recklessly among the crowd.

Resentful spirits floated out from the lanterns and candles and attacked the surrounding villagers.

"It's hopeless. He's been completely controlled by the Lantern Ghost. Let him go on his way in peace."

The discerning villagers saw the details of the fat old man and made a quick judgment.

Immediately, three or four powerful villagers gathered around and purified the resentful soul hiding in the body of the fat old man.

The old man lost the support of his soul and paralyzed on the ground, completely dead.

Long Hong looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Both of his parents died when he was young. This uncle named Long Qi took good care of him, but he didn't expect that the old man who came to visit him during the day with delicious monster meat would disappear in front of his eyes at night.

He took a deep breath and searched the surroundings carefully.

"Hey, more and more villagers are getting out of control during this time."

"Yeah, it's really weird. Suddenly there are many times more than before."

"You must be careful at ordinary times, don't let the lantern ghost invade you successfully!"

Not far away, the villagers were talking a lot, and their hearts were full of worry.

***
Late at night, the body of the fat old man lay quietly in the main room, and the villagers who were keeping vigil for him were dozing next to him, feeling drowsy.

Finally, unable to resist the growing sleepiness, he fell to the ground with a thud, the lantern and candlelight in his hand flickering.

An ordinary figure with his face covered quietly walked into the mourning hall and took down the old lantern hanging above the old man.

After his soul was replaced by the resentful soul inside the lantern, the old man's incomplete soul was left inside the lantern and was mercilessly burned by the pale candle.

Until the soul is burned out, the candle is extinguished, and the only remaining proof that the old man has left in the world disappears.

The masked figure held an old lantern and placed it next to the lantern in his hand. A small black figure emerged from the candle, passed through the lampshade smoothly, and worked hard to get into the old lantern.

"I just said that this period of time is too abnormal. Too many villagers have died."

"I guess there is probably someone with ulterior motives in the village. Sure enough, you have exposed yourself, Uncle Long Fu."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind the mourning hall, and Long Hong slowly walked out, followed by three villagers who were highly respected in the village with gloomy expressions.

"How did you find out who I am?"

The masked figure's expression remained unchanged, his eyes staring at the little black man who had half-hidden into the old lantern.

"I looked through all the ancient books in the ancestral hall and accidentally learned that a kind of corpse oil refined by a special technique, when applied on the surface of a lantern, can lure and stimulate the lantern ghost inside, making it many times more likely to lose control."

"I smelled the smell of corpse oil at the scene of Uncle Long Qi's incident today. It's a pity that I didn't catch you until now and didn't save Uncle Long Qi in time."

Long Hong looked sad.

He took a deep breath and looked at the little black man who was about to get into the old lantern with his whole body. His eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The lantern ghosts are lured to replace the souls of the villagers. When the villagers die, the lantern ghosts are eliminated, leaving only the harmless lanterns that retain the villagers' incomplete souls, and then use them to raise their own lanterns."

"Uncle Long Fu, you really made a good plan."

As Long Hong spoke, his eyes were full of hatred when he thought of the villagers who had disappeared one after another during this period.

"You're right. It's just that the targets I'm looking for are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and all of them are broken candles in the wind. Even if I don't take action, there is a great possibility that they will be invaded by the Lantern Ghost."

"I just speed up the process a little, and at the same time, I can strengthen the lantern in my hand, adding some strength to the security of the village."

The masked man said righteously.

"Don't think of yourself as so great. You just want to satisfy your own selfish desires, not for the whole village, not for the villagers who have worked hard to survive for generations."

Long Hong looked disdainful.

"Also, your current targets are only the old, weak, sick and disabled in the village, but when those people are gone, you will promise not to attack other people in the village?"

"Try that easy way to increase your strength? Will you be able to bear it?"

Long Hong approached the masked man step by step, and his words hit the deepest part of the masked man's heart.

"You think you can control this power, let's be clear, you are nothing.

You are just a prisoner of the lantern ghost in your own hands! "

The light of the lantern in Long Hong's hand became brighter and brighter, making the shadow behind him grow bigger and longer. From time to time, he would grab a resentful soul from the lantern in his hand and gnaw it away in twos and twos.

On the ground, black marks of varying shades were left.

Lu Yuan floated at the top, watching everything happening below his feet, feeling an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

This boy is worthy of being the protagonist's template, and he has their common denominator - the King of Strong Mouth.

It sounds like an old sow wearing a bad omen, one after another.

Fight quickly, fight quickly. He controlled the little paper man and adjusted his posture in the air to make it easier to overlook the entire scene.

(End of this chapter)