"Moo! Moo...clang~"

While Deng Fan was thinking about countermeasures, driven by the white-faced Taoist, Niu Mo suddenly became crazy.

The black demonic energy around him instantly turned into black clouds, spreading towards the entire Zhengjiazhuang with the courtyard as the center. The hazy fog enveloped the earth, the void became abstract, and the world was like the legendary evil land of hell.

There seemed to be countless tentacles squirming in the dark, emitting a crazy unknown message. At this moment, the void land seemed to be alienated and possessed life. Everything seemed both absurd and weird, and there was no logic at all.

At this moment, in the depths of the void, countless strange eyes full of desire appeared, staring at him, and Deng Fan only felt a creepy chill spread throughout his body in an instant.

He suppressed his trembling body and raised his hands tremblingly. He saw that at some point, his hands were covered with dark and shiny cow hair.

"My god is three eyes, showing his power, the heaven and earth resonate, the sun and the moon shine together, giving me strength, and it is like a bamboo shoot..."

Under this invasion of the will of unknown nature, the origin eye between his eyebrows suddenly began to pulsate violently. Deng Fan was blessed to his heart and silently recited this ancient, vicissitudes and empty unknown mantra.

A divine light suddenly burst out between his eyebrows.

At this moment, he entered that wonderful state again, and the heaven and earth were infinitely magnified in his eyes, as if there was no secret that could hide from his perceptions, emotions, and desires, but the purest reason was left.

Although this state of "divineness" is very magical, if there is a choice, Deng Fan would not want to enter this state at all.

He always had an inexplicable premonition in his heart that if he relies too much on divinity, he would be further and further away from humanity. As for what would become in the end, everything was just unknown.

"Crime, order is all truth in the world!"

"Anyone who touches the origin of the world should not be deceived by falsehood..."

At this moment, Deng Fan's face was cold, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, as if he had lost all human desires, like a god in the sky, with a hollow and vast voice.

A touch of pure white with a blue light spread out in the night sky. The invisible tentacles hidden in the night instantly melted like snow, and the alienated black hair on its hands gradually degenerated.

"My god with three eyes, give me strength! Puzzle through the darkness and see the origin!"

With the blessing of the Eye of Origin, the Bull Demon, who was hiding among the black clouds, was covered with a scarlet light containing an unknown aura, which was the root of the alienated world.

With the blessing of infinite thought power, Deng Fan's eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, and instantly pierced into the heart full of unknown aura of Niu Mo.

......

“Where is this…”

Empty, absurd, distorted, confused, looking at the vast white space around, when Deng Fan woke up again, he had already arrived in an inexplicable space.

"Jijihehehe...Brother! Wait for me..."

Suddenly, the sight in front of me was wide open. On the blue sky, white clouds, and on the green lawn, two boys, one boy and one girl chased under the spring breeze, making a series of crisp laughs like silver bells, with a pleasant voice, like a clear spring in the mountain stream, full of innocence.

Under the blue sky, the shepherd boy drove the calf and walked on the country road, like an ink painting, which was so beautiful.

The small village among the mountains was full of laughter, and time passed quickly. Deng Fan didn't know how long he had watched it. The child's childhood was full of warm light.

But the good times did not last long. With an unprovoked killing, the entire village turned into ruins. The children and their sister escaped the disaster because they went out to herd cattle.

When they returned to the village and saw a heartbreaking scene, the brother and sister were heartbroken. After burying their parents and fellow villagers, what followed was endless hunger and cold.

The chaos in the world did not defeat the most kind heart of brothers and sisters. The suffering of life was like a series of hardships, but instead made the brothers and sisters more determined and cherish the current life.

As time goes by, the brother and sister gradually grow up. They work hard and live a good life.

Unintentionally, they suddenly discovered that the old ox they raised could actually produce milk. The milk they produced was not only sweet and mellow, but also healing injuries and diseases.

But from beginning to end, they did not realize that the old ox's eyes were very similar to theirs, and they didn't know that the ordinary old ox could not accompany them through more than a dozen springs and autumns. In their hearts, all this became a matter of course.

In such a warm and harmonious time, time quietly passes.

Suddenly one day, a group of refugees fleeing famine came to the quiet small village.

Out of a moment of kindness, the brother and sister took out some food and distributed it to one of the pregnant women, but in a flash, they were snatched away by those refugees who had already been hungry and red.

At first, the brother and sister didn't care, but instead took out the food from their homes to continue to help the refugees. The old ox at home would often find some edible fruits and wild vegetables in the mountains.

It was another new day. The brother and sister suddenly found several injured men from the refugees. Out of kindness, they looked at them lying on the haystack with pain and wailing. The brother and sister couldn't bear it and squeezed out the milk of the old cow to treat their injuries.

As the days passed day by day, more and more refugees in the village were coming, and old oxen fell ill because they went out early and came back late every day, running around looking for food.

Suddenly one day, a group of men seemed to have made an appointment at the same time and surrounded the brother and sister.

Looking at the old ox tied to the door, one of the men suddenly spoke, "This ox looks very sick, but don't worry, the last bucket of milk can still be squeezed out."

As he said that, the man picked up the small wooden barrel that had been prepared and prepared to milk the cow.

"Stop! Look at how old Huang is sick, you still want to squeeze his milk..."

"If it wasn't for finding food for you, it could be so sick, you can go!"

The man who was about to milk the milk was already a teenager, and he caressed the dry hair of the old ox with a loving face.

"Where can you go, just kill and eat meat. Look at this frame, with meat and soup, it can last at least ten days and half a month."

As soon as the boy finished speaking, a man with green eyes suddenly walked out of the crowd, holding a rusty pig-killing knife in his hand.

As soon as the man finished speaking, the crowd was in a stir. The refugees looked at the old ox, their eyes full of greed and desire.

When hypocrisy does not need to be covered up, the bad roots in human nature will completely explode, and ferocious, terrifying, cruel and greedy faces will be like demons on earth.

"What did you say? Do you still have a conscience? You are not even as good as a beast!"

Hearing this, the boy's face was full of disbelief. Looking at the many ugly faces below, his heart was suddenly filled with confusion.

Is this really the simple and honest refugees I saved?

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Chapter completed!