The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1049 A soft eh

By this time, Yingzi had already walked quite far.

After several twists and turns, a strong fragrance wafted into my nose.

The smell was familiar; it was the same smell she had when she went to the night market with her parents and brother that day, and she had been thinking about it ever since.

Especially grilled squid.

The aroma of roasting over a fire, dripping oil, and a slightly sweet, caramelized scent was deeply etched into her memory.

So my feet unconsciously turned in that direction.

Surprisingly, a long-lost night market actually appeared at the village market.

However, due to limited space, rows of stalls are squeezed between residential houses, with some stalls even penetrating the walls of the houses or overlapping each other, and the signs are also stuck in the houses.

The whole scene looked like it had been roughly "stuck" together.

But the atmosphere was still lively and bustling, and no one seemed to care about how strange it was.

There are too many people in the village now, including many from other places, all here to celebrate "New World, New Look".

"The competition is getting fiercer, we need to hurry," said the doll in Yingzi's hand.

Yingzi nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

I followed the smell of grilled squid.

Anyway, her mother gave her some pocket money this time.

“This time, the amount you get is the same as the amount you get for your brother!” Mother emphasized.

Yingzi simply nodded.

Nothing more was said.

After walking through two alleys, she finally saw a barbecue stall.

The boss was flipping through a row of long, thin tentacles.

That's where the aroma of grilled squid comes from!

Yingzi quickly sat down on the small stool.

"Little friend, what do you want?"

"Grilled squid." Yingzi patted her small pocket. "I have money."

"Okay." The owner smiled. "Wait until I finish grilling this customer's food."

Yingzi then turned her attention to her competitor.

He was a disheveled middle-aged man, wearing a wrinkled Taoist robe, with a swollen belly, like one of the women in the village who was about to give birth.

He looked anxious, his eyes fixed on the grill, his hands clenched, and his throat moving nervously.

Of course, Yingzi could understand.

They must have been starving.

That's why his eyes were gleaming with malice, and he kept staring intently at the boss.

She looked away, placed the doll on the table, made it sit properly, grabbed its two soft little hands, and gestured as if imitating the owner's actions of handling the grill.

The middle-aged man next to me was so engrossed that he didn't even notice the "playing house" next to him. He swallowed a few times and muttered to himself:

"I can't wait any longer..."

After saying that, he reached into his stomach.

Suddenly, he pulled out a blood-red dagger, which was also attached to a long string of objects, and swung it forward, aiming at the owner who was focused on grilling.

The boss couldn't dodge in time, and his head was indeed chopped off.

It landed on the grill with a "thud".

Sizzling with oil.

The man swallowed the string of bloody things back into his stomach.

"Hehe, I still managed to kill one... Next up is the second one..."

Only then did their gaze turn to Yingzi, who was sitting obediently to the side.

They were frighteningly fierce.

Yingzi's expression did not show fear as he had expected.

Clear eyes reflected the headless barbecue shop owner behind the slowly approaching uncle. The owner picked up a skewer and skewered it towards the uncle's back.

The next second, his head was pierced by a skewer.

Place it steadily on the grill, and the oil splatters.

It started sizzling and oozing oil.

"These people are really a handful." The boss reached out, picked up his head, and slapped it back onto his neck like a bottle cap.

Yingzi nodded again, deeply agreeing.

It almost ruined her grilled squid.

……

The same massacres continued to occur in various parts of the village.

Screams, howls, and barking and meowing.

Firelight and sharp blades.

They intertwined, then strangely subsided quickly.

It seemed as if an invisible hand was behind it all, smoothing things over.

The lively atmosphere grew increasingly festive, filled with the aroma of food, and the grand opening ceremony was finally drawing near.

But naturally, some people are not happy about it.

Looking disheveled, Senior Brother Zhang was rubbing his aching back and waist, hiding in the dry toilet at the end of the village.

The stench was unbearable, but he had no choice but to hide there.

Even after the magic circle was activated, the sounds of cats and dogs barking outside could still be heard, along with rustling noises that could be heard everywhere, and the lingering sensation of furry objects brushing against one's feet remained.

But looking down, these "beasts" would naturally not come to such a stinking place.

"What a strange village, so many animals!"

He muttered a curse under his breath, then suddenly his brow twitched.

"caught you!"

He reached behind him and tore off a small paper figure that was kicking and thrashing about.

"Damn it! It was you! We've been watched all along..."

As he spoke viciously, he tore the struggling paper figure into pieces as if venting his anger, then rolled them into two balls and stuffed them into his nostrils.

That seems to have reduced the stench a bit.

"So that's how it is! No wonder he kept getting bumped by dogs, tripped by cats, falling into ponds, running into pigsties, and even having his eyes pecked out by chickens for no reason..."

His eyes stung again whenever this was mentioned.

He looked utterly disheveled.

One eye was a bloody mess, his face was covered in scratches, and his Taoist robe was torn to shreds, resembling a ragged beggar's outfit, covered in blood and filth.

Not to mention that my feet suddenly went weak, as if I had stepped into something.

He looked down—

"Damn it! Damn it!"

He pulled his foot out forcefully, his whole body trembling with anger.

I took a deep breath, but then I remembered that it smelled bad. I couldn't inhale or exhale properly, and the breath got stuck in my chest.

He forced himself to calm down.

"Luckily, I hid the altar beforehand while that damned Uncle Wang wasn't looking. Although I can't find any other protectors now, so the effect might be less effective, I can't worry about that now..."

The Longhu Mountain token on Senior Brother Zhang's body had begun to glow with a faint red light, indicating that the trial space was about to close.

According to his experience, there's still about an incense stick's time left.

"enough."

If a god descends, even for just a moment, it is enough to destroy everything.

Even with a discount, it should still be destroyed by about 70-80%, right?

Senior Brother Zhang took out a small truck that looked like a model car from his pocket. Inside was the altar they had set up, now shrunk to the size of a finger. The various offerings on it were so small that they were barely visible. He had used a shrinking talisman to make it this way.

He took out a match and shakily lit the candle in the carriage.

As soon as the firelight shone, the atmosphere around them instantly became heavy.

It was as if some invisible gaze was descending upon us.

Brother Zhang was overjoyed, knowing that the altar was still effective.

However, there is a big problem—

The offerings that were originally planned were gone.

The candle flame flickered violently, subtly revealing its discontent.

"Wait a minute...wait a minute, I know, I understand."

He quickly tried to comfort him.

Then he drew his dagger.

A flash of cold light, and blood splattered instantly!
He gritted his teeth, cut off a piece of his finger, and stuffed it into the small carriage.

It immediately took up most of the space in the carriage.

However, the hunger emanating from that gaze continued to intensify.

"But...it won't fit...I know, I know...wait..."

Senior Brother Zhang had no choice but to increase the stakes.

Soon his body was covered in blood.

Fortunately, the blood had a place to go in the dry toilet, so it wouldn't flow everywhere.

The car was deformed and bulging from being stuffed in.

But his mouth was still open, conveying his hunger.

Having already lost five fingers and a piece of flesh from his thigh, Senior Brother Zhang was in despair.

"Isn't the down payment enough?" "Besides the down payment, do we also need to pay according to the length of time we've had the property? This..."

It was as if he were talking to himself.

His face soon lit up with joy again.

"But can I buy on credit?"

“Okay, okay, then I’ll pay on credit!” he said without hesitation.

As a result, the altar on the cart remained completely still.

"...So it turns out you can't pay the down payment on credit."

He chuckled softly to himself.

There's no other way; we've already paid a bloody sunk cost, and stopping now would be too much of a loss.

Anyway, it won't be long before I can come back.

It shouldn't cause much damage.

I can just go back to Longhu Mountain and find someone to help me recover; it'll just cost a little money.

Problems that can be solved with money are not real problems.

Once he becomes a Celestial Master, what do money and wealth matter!
With that thought in mind, Senior Brother Zhang finally made his decision without hesitation, gritted his teeth, and swung his knife fiercely.

With a muffled thud, his left hand, along with half of his wrist, was severed.

The palm-sized model car suddenly swelled up, its outer sheet metal tore apart, and it opened a huge mouth.

With a "gulp," the entire hand was swallowed up.

Finally, the flames stopped flickering.

This indicates that the cost is sufficient for the time being.

The candlelight was stretched into a thin line, leading to an unknown place. Outside the candlelight, it became extremely dark, and countless whispers seemed to come from unseen places. Many unseen beings surrounded Senior Brother Zhang.

That gaze finally became fully visible.

It was as if a giant eye had opened.

"It's here! It's finally coming!"

Senior Brother Zhang revealed a wild excitement.

The pain we've endured is finally about to pay off.

At this moment, the entire outhouse was trembling, and the filth below seemed to be boiling and steaming, with an even stronger stench.

But he doesn't care.

He stared intently into the depths of darkness, and a hand slowly reached out.

Although the hand was in the shape of a human, its size far exceeded that of a human.

Moreover, the knuckles were covered with eyes of various colors; the back of the hand was covered with many wriggling lips, from which whispers seemed to come; and the creases of the palm were filled with rolled-up human faces, all with their eyes closed and faces full of pain.

This being appears to be composed of countless creatures.

It's like a small part of some higher being.

Just one glance was enough to make Zhang's mind feel like it was being pierced by a thousand needles.

The scene before him kept twisting, turning, and splitting, the world turned upside down, light and shadow intertwined, and he was so overwhelmed that even his intact eye shed tears of blood.

But he was incredibly excited—

This means the strength is extremely high!

Keep in mind that he was already at the Nascent Soul stage.

Gods exist in another dimension. Although they are not classified according to these levels, the fact that they can exert such mental pressure on him indicates that the power of this god far exceeds that of this world.

What excited him even more was that countless tiny buds of flesh were growing from the severed wrist!

The granulation tissue writhed and intertwined, and it felt like it would soon be reshaped into a complete hand.

"Great...Lord...Thank you...Thank you!"

Brother Zhang was so grateful that he wanted to kneel down and kowtow in gratitude.

However, this is not possible due to terrain limitations.

And that being was also very concerned about this place of arrival.

An indescribable rage surged forth.

It directly entered Senior Brother Zhang's mind.

He screamed in pain, then hurriedly explained:

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! This is a choice I had to make. Elsewhere, the rules of the underworld would interfere—those cats and dogs. Only here can the ritual be completed!"

He quickly added:

"There is no god here, which is the perfect opportunity for you to descend! Come! End all this! All of this is dedicated to you!"

His anger subsided slightly.

Senior Brother Zhang's headache subsided slightly, and he quickly seized the opportunity to make a bunch of empty promises:
"When I return to Longhu Mountain, I will set up a hundred more blood altars for you and offer more high-quality sacrifices."

There was a moment of silence, followed by a faint response from the deep darkness.

It was agreed.

The air twisted again.

Within that vortex, more and more bodies began to emerge—eyeballs, teeth, tongues, human faces, then animal hooves, fish bodies, and even fluids. Many structures coalesced and collapsed, like an unspeakable birth.

Just then, a soft "Eh" came from the sky.

It sounds like the voice of a young woman.

It's very light and brittle.

It even made Senior Brother Zhang wonder if it was just his imagination.

However, the "deity" that was about to completely emerge froze, as if it had been frozen in place.

Immediately, all the limbs wriggled and retreated.

His anxious appearance was somewhat comical.

Senior Brother Zhang was so shocked he cried out:
"Wait! What's going on? What are you doing...?"

Another surge of anger swept through his mind.

You lied to me!

This time, that being directly transmitted divine thoughts.

[There are clearly divine protection here!]

"Really? The Old Gods have been gone for many years!"

[Fool!]

A new being... has already taken up residence here... I sense His presence... young... yet powerful... as if He has been here for a hundred years... yet also as if He has just arrived.

Senior Brother Zhang stammered, "Then...then can't we take it? Are you perhaps better off..."

That existence offered no answer.

The next moment, a torrent of anger poured down.

Bang!
Senior Brother Zhang was forced into the cesspool by some force.

The sewage surged, and he struggled and screamed, only to choke on a mouthful of filth.

By the time he finally managed to get up, the aura of the "god" had completely dissipated.

He gasped for breath, his chaotic thoughts filled with terror.

what happened?

Could this suddenly appearing being... really be stronger than his "god"?

It's not impossible. There are differences in strength among the gods, otherwise the old gods wouldn't have disappeared.

But what should we do now?

He was unwilling to accept this outcome, having given everything only to end up like this.

The token is getting redder and redder.

It's getting hotter and hotter.

This foreshadows that I am about to leave.

No!

He gritted his teeth and used his only remaining right hand to take the talisman out of his storage bag—his left hand had only just grown a bud of flesh before it stopped growing.

The moment the talisman appeared, a dark ripple spread through the surrounding space. After all, this space once belonged to the ancient gods, and its remaining power should not be underestimated.

"Come on... this is the trump card I didn't want to use..."

He was just about to get excited.

Suddenly, golden tentacles extended from nowhere, tearing the magic array surrounding him apart as if it were a piece of paper, leaving Senior Brother Zhang completely exposed.

From below, countless maggots emerged.

They were densely packed, overwhelming, and engulfed him like a tidal wave.

He wanted to activate the protective divine light, and now that the paper figure was gone, he could finally activate it again.

However, there were far too many maggots.

His protective divine light was devoured as soon as it was activated.

He took out a dagger, intending to cut off all the maggots, but he only managed to peel off layer after layer of his own skin. Fresh blood and white maggots mixed into a thick paste, which was then covered by new maggots.

And they're getting increasingly ruthless, penetrating deeper and deeper into the flesh!

"No, no, no, no!"

How could he not control his hands!

I subconsciously sniffed and realized that the two wads of paper that had been stuffed in my nostrils had disappeared sometime earlier.

Although it's also possible that it fell out.

But at this moment he felt that the truth must be the opposite—it had already entered his body—no, his brain!
No wonder!
A moment!

A hoarse scream echoed from the outhouse.

Eventually, all was quiet.