Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

The young man's expression was obviously stiff when he heard "the dead".

"I don't know." The boy pursed his lips, his voice was a little hoarse. He looked at the cooked rice, turned around and lit the candle. The dark room was gradually lit up.

"I don't know." The boy said again. He dropped his eyes slightly and said, "no one knows where those monsters come from. Anyway, as long as they are found, they can't escape."

Gu Xuan learned from the boy that the monster began to appear half a year ago.

There was no sign of anything. Just one morning, someone found that someone was dead. The doors and windows of the house were wide open. It seemed that he saw something extremely terrible before he died. His face was still unbelievable and scared.

All the dead people are running out.

It's like monsters come out of the house.

The government sent people to investigate the matter, but they didn't have the slightest clue.

"Because as a result of the autopsy, those people killed each other." The boy licked his lips and his voice was dry and dumb.

But his expression was so numb that he seemed to have exhausted all other superfluous emotions in his half year hiding.

Gu Xuan slightly raises her eyebrows and looks at Shen Qing, but she is not surprised.

The means of demons are endless, making this idea is really nothing.

"It's not clear yet. By the next morning, people were dead in the city again." Said the boy.

Several families died the next morning, and the death was the same as that of the first family. However, the people who were killed in the beginning were killed by the people who had already died in the first family.

"That is to say, the people who died the first night will live and kill the next night, and then those who died will live and kill the living at night, right?" Gu Xuan asked.

The boy nodded.

It means more and more people are facing a cycle of life and death.

"Didn't you think of another way?" Shen Qing asked.

The young man laughed, and his smile was sad. He said, "I have thought about it, but whether it's burying or burning the dead people, they will still appear intact in the evening."

So after the only way to solve the problem of the dead, people in the city began to think about escaping here, but those who fled will all turn into corpses in their homes the next morning.

"We can't get out of here. Likewise, people from outside can't get in." When the boy looks at Gu Xuan and Shen Qing, his eyes are strange, suspicious and hopeful.

"In the past six months, you've been the only one in town," he said

So, does it mean that God really heard their begging and sent these two men to save them?

The boy couldn't help thinking.

"Are you sure those monsters came out of the blue?" In a silence, Shen Qing suddenly asked, his eyes fixed on the youth, as if to see through his heart, "nothing can be made out of nothing, and, with so many people dead in the city, no one is in charge of it now, which means that you are trapped here, is the default of heaven."

The way of heaven is tacit, other people will not care.

But the people of the whole city, in the end, what they have done to get such retribution, in heaven's view, they should suffer.