Deconstruction is Weird

Xu Su expressed disgust, but Chu Dong could still see that he was very worried about this place.

People are always complicated about their motherland, they will complain and get angry, but in the final analysis, they still hope that it will get better. If these words come from Chu Dong's mouth, Xu Su will probably be unhappy.

Xu Su sighed for a long time, "I can't interfere with their own decision, but what's the matter with the familiar feeling you mentioned earlier?"

Chu Dong frowned deeply again, this question has indeed been bothering him.

The two of them came to the main hall and found the city lord again, "City lord, when you entered the city, you saw a head hanging at the gate of the city, do you know about this?"

Miss Tao was quite happy chatting with the faceless city owner. She grabbed her hand and said, "Oh, it's the prisoner. I heard that he killed his whole family, so he will be chopped off."

"Isn't this your decision?"

The city lord raised his voice and shouted: "How is it possible, I don't care about these things, and this person has been being chopped down for half a year."

Chu Dong and Xu Su couldn't help but widen their eyes, and said in unison, "Half a year?"

"That's right, he has to be chopped down once a day, either he is being chopped down or dropped on the city gate, it's almost noon today, why don't we go see it together, maybe we can see him again."

Chu Dong immediately complied, and the group left the yamen.

When the city lord travels, the people outside all kneel and salute, not even daring to lift their heads, and she will take away the paint from the people around her when she walks around.

At present, Chu Dong doesn't know what these pigments are, but judging from some traces, the pigments are the root of the existence of people here, it may be lifespan, or it may be soul, in short, it is a very important thing.

The two women walked in front, holding each other's arms. The city lord sighed and said, "Ah, you are so lucky to see so many interesting things. I'm bored here every day and can't go out."

Miss Tao gently patted the back of her hand, "It's okay, I can tell you the story."

Soon a few people came to Caishikou in the west of the city. At this time, the place was full of people, probably half of the city had come, and there were 18 guards with swords standing beside them, as if something was about to happen.

On the execution ground, a senior official was sitting upright. He looked about forty years old and had about six colors on his body, which were much brighter than ordinary people. He walked across the execution platform to several people and knelt down , Shouted loudly: "The next official pays homage to the city lord, but I am far away from welcoming you. I don't know what the city lord has to say today."

"Just take a look, you do your own thing, don't worry about me."

The official lord immediately shouted to the side: "Cheer up, the city lord is here today, if you dare to make a fuss again, you will be killed!"

Most of the onlookers are weak and their colors are very rare. They should be called refugees. People who are a little bit normal don't seem to come near this place. These people's eyes are excited, as if they are waiting for something.

Seeing them, Chu Dong thought of those hungry dogs waiting to be fed.

Before Chu Dong could ask any further questions, they heard the sound of chains dragging on the ground from the corner of the street. They followed the sound and saw the man stuck in the torture trap, wearing a white bloody prison uniform, stepping forward. Step by step towards the execution ground.

His complexion is haggard, his eyes are slack, and his lips are full of cracks. He is afraid that he has been tortured and collapsed.

Looking at the strange man in front of him, Chu Dong narrowed his eyes, "It's so familiar, why can't I explain it."

This man's color is much brighter than the others, it should be said that he is the second only to the city lord that Chu Dong saw after entering the world in the painting.

The soldiers who escorted him were burly, heavily inked, with pure black ink under their helmets, and no faces could be seen. Eight of them held knives and guarded back and forth. They were definitely not ordinary criminals.

Moreover, these eight people were clearly members of the army, not ordinary government servants, how could they appear in such a place?

Chu Dong whispered beside the city lord, "Who are these people?"

"I don't know. They appear every day. At noon, this group of people will suddenly appear. Anyone who dares to hinder their progress will be hacked to death. It is very fierce.

They are responsible for escorting and beheading. "

"They are all responsible? Then who is this official?"

The city owner glanced at the county magistrate beside him, "He, he is here to maintain order, and you will know later."

The escort team walked unhurriedly, everyone gave way to them, and when they got to Xingtai, the leader pushed the murderer up.

The murderer knelt on the ground with his head bowed, his back turned to Chu Dong. Needles could be heard in the execution ground, and no one dared to speak. The eight soldiers were under a lot of pressure.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when the black and white sun in the sky reached the center, the man suddenly shouted: "It's three quarters in the afternoon! Cut!"

Hearing a puff, the head flew high, and a stream of blood sprayed on the spot. The head rolled around ten times on the ground, and finally rolled to Xu Su's feet.

He stared, his face turned into the appearance of Lord Quan, his mouth moved twice, and finally he lost his voice completely.

The next moment, the eight soldiers turned into green smoke and disappeared completely, leaving only one corpse on the execution ground.

After a few seconds of silence, the refugees around here rushed to Xingtai like crazy. They frantically licked the blood on the ground, and even ravaged the corpse, trying to make it squeeze out more blood .

In the process, their thin bodies are becoming thicker, and the more blood they get, the more paint on their bodies. The county magistrate immediately ordered the officials to force these people back. If it weren't for these officials, this corpse would I'm afraid there will be no bones left.

Xu Su gently held that head up, his eyes were a little complicated: "It's strange, I saw worry in his eyes just now, and those eyes did make me feel a little familiar."

"Do you know what he just told you?"

Xu Su asked strangely, "What?"

"Dangerous, let's go."

Seeing the severed head in front of him, Xu Su felt very solemn. It was the letter of Lord Quan who advised them to go, but now he said it through the mouth of the condemned prisoner, and Chu Dong also said that it was Quan Hou who was on the death row prisoner. Master's familiarity, this can't help but make some bad guesses in Xu Su's heart.

Could this death row prisoner be Lord Quan Hou?

Xu Su shook his head suddenly, and said a little irritably: "Impossible, this is impossible at all, it's evil, messing with my mind!"

"It's really hard to say. Let me do some research and find out. Bring this corpse back to the City Lord's Mansion."

It was just a corpse, Chu Dong felt that it would not have much impact, so he went to Xingtai to try to take it away, but those yamen servants immediately came up to stop them.

The yamen servant shouted sharply: "Don't get close to the corpse!"

Chu Dong looked back at the city lord with a puzzled expression, is this thing so important? Or is it what people here use it for? Since blood is the paint, corpses squeezed for juice?

The faceless city lord walked up to Xingtai to let those yamen servants retire. She explained: "This thing is more sensitive. His head must be hung on the gate of the city, and his body must be placed at the gate of the city. If he is disposed of casually, he will be escorted." Soldiers will show up again, killing people everywhere."

Chu Dong smiled and said, "Then I would like to meet them, Lord City Master, I will solve them and not cause trouble for the city. Don't you want to know why all this is?"

The city lord fell silent, obviously she was also in a dilemma, Miss Tao shook her arm lightly, and she immediately let go, "Okay, if they appear and I can't deal with them, I'll send the corpse back immediately.

You two just take care of yourselves, especially her. "

Chu Dong and Xu Su looked at each other and laughed, they were underestimated.

But it's also true, Chu Dong, the master who can't even lift the coffin board, it's okay to be treated as an embroidered pillow.

The yamen guards drove away all the onlookers, and Chu Dong studied the corpse on Xingtai. Although this is the world in the painting, the basic rules have not changed, for example, there are souls here.

After Chu Dong captured the prisoner's soul, he discovered something strange. This person's soul was twice the size of a normal person. The soul of an ordinary person would be as big as the body, and there would never be a situation where the soul alone would become larger. , which are usually virtual images.

Just when Chu Dong was about to explore further, he suddenly felt the surrounding atmosphere changed. The eight soldiers went back and forth, the black smoke reunited, and immediately grabbed the corpse on the ground. The city lord stood in front of Chu Dong and slapped The leader of the soldiers.

These leaders are all black as jade, and their sabers are two points larger than the others, with a texture like gold and jade. I am afraid that this knife has been beating this person all year round, and it can always absorb the strong color at the first bite.

The city lord looked down and the soldier leader retreated three steps, but the other seven people rushed up one after another. The city lord tried his best to support her. A warrior who has fought a hundred battles is the existence that controls the army formation.

The eight people advanced and retreated with certainty, using the leader as a knife, they suppressed the city lord very easily.

The city lord shouted with difficulty: "It still doesn't work, they are too bad, they always go together, let's go back."

Chu Dong stood up from the ground, and said flatly, "Indeed, how could you be so disrespectful to the City Lord?"

As he said that, Chu Dong held Miss Tao's hand, and Miss Tao transformed into a Tang saber in the golden streamer, slashing obliquely with the knife, and the armored soldier standing in front of her was cut into two.

"It should be killed!"

The inside of the soldier's body was also completely pitch black, with no normal human tissue at all.

The faceless city lord even exclaimed when he saw this scene, and Xu Su laughed silently behind him, and he didn't even intend to make a move.

Swish Swish Swish!

The light of the saber flashed, and the heads of the soldiers standing on Xingtai were separated. It took only two breaths. Chu Dong took a step and arrived in front of the city lord as if teleporting. Blocked the leader's knife.

Chu Dong frowned slightly, this knife is not weak, it is much stronger than the phantom soldier he created, it can even make Miss Tao feel pain.

Chu Dong kicked him flying, and then appeared behind him in a flash, cutting it in half from top to bottom, leaving only a beheading knife falling to the ground.

The eight soldiers once again turned into green smoke and completely dissipated.

Chu Dong picked up the knife that had fallen from the ground, and after a closer look, he could see its original appearance. The bodies of these people were only heavy ink, with limited clarity. A ghost-head knife with short arms and a ghost head at the end of the handle. It looked extremely sinister.

In Chu Dong's view, the biggest advantage of owning the supernatural computer is not to break the advanced rules at all, but to be able to easily judge whether the enemy can be cut off by the peach girl, and whether it will damage the peach girl.

This brought him great convenience. In the past, before he used Tao girl, he always had to test the other party's reality. It was not enough to pretend to be weak, it had to be really weak.

But now the divine power computer can directly compare the strength of the rules, with an error of no more than 10%.

In fact, Miss Tao is the most reliable thing in Chu Dong's hands. Whether it is the divine power computer or the Tiangong, they are all foreign objects and assistants after all. Only Miss Tao will always follow Chu Dong, and Miss Tao is far from reaching the upper limit.

At present, Miss Tao's soul has been condensed to about 600 parts, the consumption of killing people has also been reduced by 20 times, and the consumption of condensing her soul has also increased by 20 times, but this is nothing to Chu Dong at all, Miss Tao doesn't need to think about it at all Whether the divine power is enough, she just needs to strengthen herself infinitely.

Under the golden light, Miss Tao changed back to her own appearance, with a pink gauze dress and gentle makeup, no one would have guessed that she was the knife that easily decapitated people just now.

The faceless city lord walked up to the two of them, stuttering and saying: "You, you, why?"

"I forgot to tell the Lord City Lord that the two of us have better skills."

"Oh, that's right."

After solving the aftermath, Chu Dong began to study the enlarged version of the soul on the ground. The study of the soul requires the cooperation of the sundial. Normally, the sundial is placed underground in Dongdu, but this time he brought it out specially.

"Xu Su, give me the sundial."

Xu Su walked up to Chu Dong, stretched out his right hand, and a black hole emerged, and then a sundial was spit out from it. Xu Su's demon city is like a portable space, and everything can be put in it. It is much more convenient and has a lot of space.

There are many places where the door cannot be opened, but there are almost no places where gods can be restricted from communicating with their own shrines.

Putting the sundial in place, Chu Dong began the process of destroying the soul, constantly breaking and recovering. At first, everything went very smoothly, until when the destruction reached the inside of the soul, the sundial suddenly failed and could no longer be restored, and a piece of the soul was completely missing. .

The sundial cannot take effect. There is only one case. The things that need to be restored are too expensive. Chu Dong’s decomposition has always been according to the procedure. Even if the area the size of a palm is enlarged ten times, it should be restored. What’s more, he didn’t miss it. .

That is, the soul of the person is uneven.

The same person's soul has completely different recovery difficulties, which is almost impossible, unless it is the soul of two people.

Because of the lack of the soul, other parts of the soul also began to shatter, and naturally dissipated between the heaven and the earth. After the soul dissipated, Chu Dong could even see the afterimage of the prisoner on the ground.