Xifa quickly blinked his eyes and opened his spiritual vision.

He immediately saw that there was a vague, incomplete aura just under the tree. From the outline of the aura, it is not difficult to see that it is a person. It's just that the aura of this man is entangled with the roots of the big tree, and it looks like the big tree is growing on him.

Xifa looked around again and found no other suspicious auras or spiritual bodies, so he approached carefully, and then pushed away the leaves on the ground. After a while, a face appeared under Sifa's eyes.

This is a man in his forties who looks like a resident of the island. He closed his eyes and seemed unable to move his body, so he could only say, "Who is there, please save me, I've been here for days, and I'm worried about Sally, oh, she's my wife... "

Xifa said solemnly, "Wait a minute."

He continued to clean the nearby leaves, and gradually, the man's body was cleaned out by him, but seeing the current state of the middle-aged man, Xifa knew that he could no longer go home.

Half of this gentleman's body was in the soil, buried under a big tree. He was wearing island-style clothes, but no matter the clothes or his body, only a part was left, and the rest seemed to have been decomposed by bacteria or microorganisms.

Now there is this middle-aged man in the soil, he is missing an arm, the roots of the tree burrow into his chest, his abdomen is open, and some gray intestines are glued to the roots of the tree. His legs disappeared below the knees. From his knees, there were tree roots drilled out, and those things were connected to the big tree next to him.

This is a man who is 'planted' in the soil, and his body has become a provider of nutrients for trees, but for some reason, the middle-aged man in front of him has not died, he is 'alive' in a strange state write.

"What's the matter, did I scare you. I'm sorry, I must be dirty now. I can feel ants or other **** bugs crawling on me these days."

"There was a torrential rain the day before yesterday, and some sand rushed into my ears, so I should be pretty scary right now."

"But I beg you, kind sir, please take me back to the town. I should be sick, but I can recover after a period of recuperation. The old Mick in the town is a good doctor, and the environment in my home is not bad. ."

It seems that he has seen hope. This gentleman is no longer as weak as before. There is even a smile on his face, as if he is already imagining the scene when he returns home.

"I wish I didn't scare Sally..."

Xifa didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "Can you open your eyes?"

"Of course." The eyes of the man planted in the ground twitched, as if trying to open his eyes, but his eyelids only opened a tiny gap, and he couldn't open them again, "What's the matter, why do I I can't open my eyes."

"Hey, it's so itchy, my eyes are so itchy. Sir, can you give me a scratch?"

Xifa was about to see what was wrong with his eyes, when he saw that his eyelids were slightly ups and downs, and then, under his eyelids, a black thing came out.

hum—

A green-headed fly flew up.

Sifa suddenly had a bad premonition. At this moment, more and more flies crawled out of this gentleman's eyes. Finally, his eyes were rolled up, but there were already no eyes under the lids, only two. A dark hole.

In his eye sockets, densely packed flies crawled, then buzzed and flew like a black cloud!

"Ah, it's much more comfortable now."

The man in the field continued to let out a long breath, and then 'looked' around with his two black eye sockets: "It's so dark? Sir, is it night now?"

"It should be quite late now, um, the clouds should be very thick today, and we are rarely so dark that we can't see anything at night."

"Where are you, sir? Is there a light by your side? Can you light it up? To be honest, it's so dark that I'm really scared, it makes you laugh."

Sifa was silent.

After a while, he said, "What should I call you?"

"Jeb, my name is Jeb." The man on the ground responded without hesitation.

"Okay, Mr. Jeb."

Xifa slowly drew out the 'Degenerate Whisper', and under the crimson moonlight, this rough revolver shone with an inexplicable ominous light.

"You're right, it's night now."

Jeb seemed relieved, he laughed and said, "I'll just say, how can I not see, I thought I was blind."

"You're not blind, but your eyes are gone." Sifa squatted down and continued, "Unfortunately, you probably won't be able to go home anymore, if you go back now, your wife will be startled. "

"Please allow me to describe your current situation to you, I think it is necessary for you to understand."

"Your arms are gone, your belly is completely open, your intestines are entangled with tree roots, and tree roots have grown from the parts of your legs below the knees."

"You are already dead, but some kind of strange power keeps you alive, but I don't think you can still be called alive."

"In fact, your body is dying, bacteria and microbes are actively breaking down your body, and it won't be long before you're left with a skeleton."

Speaking of which, Sifa stopped.

Jeb was silent for a moment, then laughed: "It's impossible, sir, are you kidding me?"

"If I'm as serious as you say, why don't I feel pain at all?"

Xifa gently exhaled from his mouth: "You don't feel pain~www.readwn.com~ You don't feel anything anymore, right?"

The expression on Jeb's face froze slightly, and then he said in a crying voice, "No, no."

"The High Priest said that as long as we pray devoutly here, we will be able to obtain God's favor. The great Astuka will not deceive us, and the Priest will not deceive us."

Jeb's body jerked up: "I want to go home, I want to go home..."

He struggled, but couldn't get up from the soil, and those tree roots bound him tightly in the soil.

Sifa raised the 'Depraved Whisper' and pressed the cold gun barrel against the man's temple: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jeb, I can't help you."

"Right now, the only thing I can do is to free you."

"are you ready?"

Jeb was quiet, then screamed: "I don't want to die, Astuka betrayed us, I don't want to die..."

boom!

Huge gunshots rang out in the forest, however, not a single night bird was startled.

Jeb's head was blown to pieces, only half of the head was left, and fat and white maggots fell down one after another.

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