Pure dust, my favorite is infinite

Chapter 17 The Goatman's Secret 【7】

I really appreciate you

Jing Chen's eyes, which had always been calm, rippled at this moment, and he looked at Peng Yun, his lips were tightly pressed and slightly white.

In his mind, Si Guo was still babbling about things like people would not kill heaven and earth for themselves, babbling endlessly, for fear that Jing Chen wouldn't listen.

The man with glasses who was standing up was a little weak when he heard the words, he slumped against the wall and sat down, his eyes were wandering, and his mind was violently ups and downs like a roller coaster.

The man in glasses trembled a few times recently, but in the end he still didn't say any dissuading words, yes...he never had the courage to face death.

I can't say anything in place of a friend.

Shen Gong's eyes just glanced at Peng Yun indifferently, but he didn't speak, his slightly pale face showed that he was still in pain.

It seemed that everyone agreed with Peng Yun's words by default, which made Peng Yun feel a little uncomfortable after a day of thinking, even if he was already mentally prepared.

I couldn't help but think in my heart - what is she looking forward to?Did someone else come to stop her from giving herself?Or thank her?still cry for her...

Probably not, at this time she herself didn't know the answer.

Exhausted physically and mentally, she rested her forehead on her knees, and sank down in depression.

About ten minutes later, there was the sound of opening the door—the relatively old-fashioned iron lock belonging to the last century took some time to be opened.

The appointed time has come, and the mayor intends to come to take away the first sacrificial food.

This time is different from last time, it seems that people from the whole town have followed, and dozens of people standing in the small basement look extremely crowded.

There is still a strange smell that does not belong to humans in the air. Just because it is bordering the night, the eyes of this group of people have already taken on wild ferocity, as if they want to swallow them immediately.

Jingchen's eyes flicked across these faces that had met several times, and even saw Dr. Huang among them, who was rubbing his palm.

There were some strangle marks on the palm, which seemed to be rubbed out, and it was slightly red.

However, there is no mayor's wife among these people, but it is not surprising that she does not exist.

But the old lady's thoughts seem to be different from those of other goat people, so it is not surprising that this so-called "sacrifice" did not participate.

The mayor is in a very good mood today, and the smile on his face is much more sincere than the eccentric smile before.

The words are also soft-spoken, but it is a bit similar to when we first met: "How is it? It's been a day, should we choose a good candidate?"

He seems to be asking everyone this question, but his eyes are more on Jingchen, and there is a little expectation hidden in his eyes.

How could Jing Chen not feel it? He had a red bowl in one hand and a vertical palm in one hand. It was hard to ignore just standing there without saying a word.

In fact, after mustering up the only courage to decide to dedicate herself, Peng Yun fell into more panic, but after the old man questioned her, she finally gritted her teeth——

"I, I can go."

The expectation deep in the mayor's eyes turned into faint disappointment. According to his previous understanding of these humans, "Why, because you are a weak woman, were you pushed out to die first?"

But Peng Yun's words made him feel a little boring.

"No, I, I voluntarily..."

The scenes of killing each other and biting each other that the old man wanted to see were not staged, and the excitement of the game has declined.

But the main event was still at night, so the disappointment at this time was only temporary.

He gestured casually behind him, and immediately someone walked towards Peng Yun with a strong and heavy iron chain, and it was self-evident what he wanted to do.

Peng Yun's whole body was stiff, and she heard a very soft thank you from the glasses man's mouth.

The bitterness in my heart is even worse.

She lowered her head and was ready to be tied up, but the sudden shadow in front of her made her raise her head suddenly...

Jing Chen, who had stood silent before, stood in front of her now, still with the same indifferent look with slightly drooping eyebrows and eyes.

His tone was sparse and normal, as if he was discussing how the weather is going to be today—"The poor monk probably suits you better."

The implication is that he is willing to replace Peng Yun.

Even Si Guo made a lot of noise and turned into a repeater: "Why? Why... there is a shortcut!"

But soon he realized the reason: "Although we haven't known each other for a long time, it seems reasonable to do so. But these goat people will not let go of their bones..."

In fact, the monk's silence before inevitably made Peng Yun's mood complicated, and he even had various doubts out of control.

He thought that the other party was just a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, but the monk directly expressed what kind of person he was with his behavior at this time.

This made Peng Yun speechless for a long time, her eyes seemed to be glued to Jingchen's body and could not be torn apart. The originally dull eyes gradually focused, and the light became somewhat dazzling.

This scene made the mayor start to applaud again, and said, "Yes, you are right, but in fact, if you fatten you up for a while, it will be more appetizing. Sigh, the fly in the ointment is that you are a little thinner."

This attitude is similar to that of a food critic, and his tone does not seem to be lying at all, it is very serious.

Jingchen: If you do this, I will really thank you.

The chains that were intended to be put on Peng Yun's body were instead put on Jing Chen's wrist.

The icy black is in stark contrast to the delicate and icy white skin, and the monk's already slender wrists are even more fragile.

He didn't resist, and there was no need to.

The messy hair on the forehead of the man standing against the wall covered most of his brows and eyes, but his eyes still fell directly on the monk who was gradually being completely restrained by iron chains.

There were more cracks on his cheeks than before, and the bloody cuts on his forehead and chin made it a little painful to look at, but Shen Gong seemed to lose his sense of pain, and he didn't even frown.

When Jingchen was about to be pushed out, he coughed and blood spilled from the corner of his lips, but he didn't care to wipe it off with the back of his hand.

The darkness in the eyes deepened, the volume was not loud, but it was enough for the mayor and others to hear clearly, "I'll go."

Things that had already become a foregone conclusion suddenly turned around.

The mayor who had already stepped out of the door abruptly withdrew his foot, and then looked at Shen Gong with deep thought.

If the words "I'm delicious" are written on Jing Chen's body, then Shen Gong may be the exact opposite.

After all, even the goats could see that something was wrong with his condition, and he was a little sick. He might have died prematurely before he was tied to a wooden frame and received the flames.

After thinking about it, the mayor grabbed his beard with a little force, and said coldly: "I'm not playing tricks, and you don't want to show me any brotherhood! When it's your turn, come back!" Are you rushing to court death??"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is really angry.

Shen Gong's pale and bloodless thin lips were smeared red because of the corners of his lips that had been wiped just now, and when he smiled, he felt a little more shuddering: "Isn't it possible?"

When the cold dungeon became silent again, the missing person was still Shen Gong.

For some reason, the mayor finally took him away.

As a companion who has been together for a long time, it is inevitable to feel sad.No matter what kind of person Shen Gong usually is, when they think about what the other party may suffer now, they still feel hard to breathe...

Peng Yun seemed to be anesthetizing herself, muttering: "He will be fine, he will be fine..."

She might not even believe such words.

The man with glasses had been cowardly before, but when he was a little more at ease about his own safety, he became less nervous, and even had the strength to comfort Peng Yun.

"Shen Gong must have his own way, otherwise he wouldn't do this with his character."

Suddenly, Peng Yun couldn't control her emotions, and shouted at a high volume: "What can I do?! Look at how badly he was injured, but still... there is only you here, only you are a selfish coward!"

"I..." The man with glasses muttered for a while, and finally spoke out because of the guilt in his heart, but he still couldn't lift his head up.

Jingchen, who didn't participate in their topic, was rummaging through his cloth pocket for something, and finally grabbed a paper clip and held it up to look at it.

The words in his mouth were aimed at them: "It is an instinct to want to live, and there is nothing wrong with it. The one who is at fault is the one who caused the crime."

Because of his words, the pupils of the man with glasses trembled, and a warm current flowed through his always barren heart.

He never knew what bravery was since he was a child. Because of this, his family let him go racing...

Peng Yun's resentment towards the man with glasses has also eased up, and she is somewhat aware of whether she is being kidnapped morally.

After all, although the man with glasses did not have the courage to dedicate himself like the other three, he never took the initiative to ask someone to die.

Not really self-interested.

"Master, what are you doing with the paper clip?" Peng Yun asked.

Jingchen pointed the paper clip in his hand in the direction of the door lock, and there was no one outside the door at this time, only the dim kerosene lamp was emitting a faint light.

All the monsters have left here to attend their favorite rituals.

But now is obviously the best time for them to leave, and the other two vaguely understand what Jingchen plans to do.

It's just that when I saw Jingchen's quick hands and feet, and completed the technical work of unlocking with only a small object like a paper clip, I was still a little dazed...

How many secrets are there in the mage that they don't know?

Jing Chen put his index finger in front of his lips, signaling to be quiet, now is not the time to show curiosity.

The three of them walked out through the opened iron door so easily.

When they passed the door of the mayor's wife's room, they heard faint sobs, which should be the old lady crying.

Jing Chen suddenly stopped.

"Take me, won't you cause trouble?" The old lady with the sheep's head lay on Jing Chen's back, her voice was still hoarse after crying.

Jingchen didn't respond positively, but just supported the person's wool-covered legs up to prevent them from slipping, and asked instead: "Do you want to leave here?"

The old lady's eyes flickered, "I think, I just want to live a normal life, but this is no longer the original goat town."

"That's right, it won't be troublesome at all." Jing Chen's gentle voice made people feel like spring breeze.

The old lady's mood calmed down. The reason why she cried was more because she was worried about the safety of this group of young people. She had seen too many people die tragically here over the years.

The beauty of Goat Town has turned into bubbles, and it is not an exaggeration to call it Devil Town.

Soon, they were back on the ground and bathed in moonlight again.

I didn't expect to see such a beautiful and holy moon in this weird goat town, which is relatively rare, and it seems to indicate that tonight is different.

When passing through the yard, the flock of sheep that had been moving around had been locked in the sheepfold not far away.

The sheep, who were resting quietly, blew loudly because of their appearance.

The man with glasses looked around in a panic, "No, will this alarm those monsters?"

Unexpectedly, Jingchen seemed to have no sense of the hidden danger, but instead stepped closer to the sheepfold.