This isn't a souls-like game at all.

It is a hut with a few pillars and a thatched roof.

A dozen or so shacks make up a village.

As he walked into a shack, Ye Yiyi immediately covered his nose.

A smell stronger than that from the outside world suddenly rushed into his nostrils.

"Damn... there are dead poultry here. Does that mean these people live with livestock?"

Kicking the moldy straw on the ground, Ye Yiyi adjusted the waist lamp to the maximum brightness and then looked around.

Dirty, messy and smelly.

This was the only impression in his mind.

"Hey, here are a pair of straw sandals."

Ye Yiyi's eyes lit up, and then he walked over to pick up the straw sandals.

God is really merciful. After walking barefoot for three days, I finally have shoes to wear!

After a quick comparison, the size is just right.

But the soles of his feet were as black as charcoal in a stove, so he had to go to the river to take a bath before wearing them.

He had just emerged from the blood mist, and his entire body was covered in coagulated blood.

There was no place to bathe in the Cursed Hall. Ye Yiyi hadn't bathed in three days. I don't know how the Saint could tolerate the smell of him...

Continuing to explore, Ye Yiyi also found several medium-sized pottery jars. He didn't know what food was put in them, but the taste was already rotten.

"It can still be used after washing it! Save it and use it in stews later!"

Ye Yiyi forced himself to ignore the smell, gathered up all the messy daily necessities, and moved them to the riverside.

Then continue exploring.

There were more than a dozen shacks, but nothing of value.

But there were also some unexpected surprises.

"Holy crap! It's a dragon hunting pitchfork!!"

Ye Yiyi picked up the pitchfork placed next to the shack in surprise, and then checked the light curtain.

【Five-toothed rake】

Requirements: Strength 8, Skill 8

Damage Modification: Strength E, Skill E

Durability: 56/80

Skill cost: [0/5]

Weapon Description: One of the working tools of Linhe Village.

A five-toothed rake as big as a palm.

It's not a weapon, it's a tool.

But the sharp spikes can still be used for attack.

Combat Skill: Farmer's Dash

A charge from a peasant who fantasizes about becoming a knight.

The movements are so twisted and deformed that it is easy to fall.

"Falling is okay, I want to try it!"

Ye Yiyi picked up the rake, raised it forward, and then launched a combat technique.

"Wow ah ah ah ah!!"

He rushed out in an extremely awkward manner, stepped on a dead dog on the way, then slipped and fell face down on the ground.

The dead dog seemed to wake up and slowly crawled up. A thin blood mist overflowed from its half-rotten body, and its eyes gradually lit up red.

Not far away, the dung beetle who was concentrating on pushing the dung ball was stunned.

"Woof woof!!"

The dead dog let out two hoarse roars, its red eyes turned, and then locked onto Ye Yiyi.

"Wang!"

"What the hell! Where did this dog come from?!"

When Ye Yiyi heard the dog barking, he was startled and quickly stood up and looked back.

The dead dog rushed up with vigorous steps, baring its rotten teeth and biting at him.

"What are you barking about?!"

Ye Yiyi was so angry that he laughed, picked up the hay fork and stabbed straight forward.

The dead dog couldn't dodge in time and was pierced through the throat by the rake.

"Humph!"

Ye Yiyi pulled out the rake, and the red light in the dead dog's eyes faded, and it fell to the ground and died.

Soul Echo +10

"Why didn't the dog come out just now?"

Ye Yiyi squatted beside the dead dog and looked at it. Suddenly, he saw something flashing between the dog's teeth.

"what is this?"

He used a rake to pry open the dog's mouth, reached in and fumbled around, and took out a hard blood-red bead.

The next moment, a light curtain popped out.

Ye Yiyi took a quick glance and his eyes widened immediately.

"What the hell?!"

Chapter 36 Divine Power Crystal

【Blood Beads】

Item Description: A red bead containing a weak blood power, which can be found in the body of a hemophilic patient.

Smashing the beads with a weapon can temporarily grant the weapon blood power and add abnormal bleeding.

After a certain period of time, the power will disappear.

Patients with hemophilic disease lose all consciousness, are not afraid of pain, and spray blood mist all over their bodies until they die.

This is the root cause of illness and is also what the gods desire. It is the crystallization of divine power after being refined through life.

"What the hell!? It's actually an enchanted item?"

Ye Yiyi stared at the dead dog on the ground for a while with a strange expression.

"My luck just exploded! I actually found this in a dog's mouth?"

"Although it was found in a hemophilic patient, how come so many people didn't have it before... Uh, I seem to have forgotten to search the body."

He looked a little embarrassed.

It’s not that I forgot. After all, not everyone has the courage to search for spoils in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

But since there are blood-sucking beads in the dogs' mouths, there must be some in the pile of corpses.

Ye Yiyi looked around, found a shovel, and then walked out of the village.

With the help of a waist lamp, Ye Yiyi spent more than an hour moving all the corpses visible on the ground.

He suppressed his nausea and rummaged through it, and as Ye Yiyi had expected, he found many blood-stained beads.

Nearly forty corpses produced only 11 blood-coated beads.

Including the one in the dog's mouth, there are 12 in total.

That's a ratio of nearly 4 to 1, which is already very high.

"But this bead shouldn't just be an enchanted item, right?"

Ye Yiyi sat on the pile of firewood, looking down at the blood-colored beads in her hand.

"The item description says this is the root cause of the illness and the crystallization of divine power coveted by the gods...

"Since the birth of the Shenzhu Jiejie, faith has lost its effectiveness, gods have lost their power, and fallen from the altar.

"Could this bead be the root cause of the gods spreading bloodthirsty disease in order to gain divine power?"

Ye Yiyi's expression looked a little ugly.

He felt that his guess was almost right.

"This evil god... is truly a beast!"

After cursing a few words, Ye Yiyi put away the beads, then stood up and took out the flint he found in the shack.

He lit a simple torch and then lit the pile of firewood behind him one by one.

The bodies of the villagers were placed on the firewood pile.

Thick smoke and a burning smell rose into the sky. Ye Yiyi stared at the corpse in the fire, and there was also flames burning in his eyes.

"You damn evil god! Sooner or later I'll kill you and scatter your ashes!"

The raging fire burned all night long, and Ye Yiyi did not sleep at all.

After dealing with the body, he went to the river to take a bath and changed into new clothes found in the shack.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the azure moon was disappearing into the horizon.

The fresh breeze blew across the grassland and river, and also blew away the haze in Ye Yiyi's heart.

He collected the villagers' ashes in pottery jars he found and buried them under a tree beside the river.

The only thing he could do was to let the innocent dead rest in peace.

"Brother Dung Beetle, get ready to go."

After working hard all night and having eaten and drunk their fill, the dung beetle was washed clean with river water and then placed on the shoulder.

Ye Yiyi glanced at the dozens of dung balls neatly arranged on the ground, took out the universal cauldron and made them into concentrated dung and put them away.

Only then did they cross the river and resume their journey in the morning light.

Linhe Village has disappeared. This small village was built beside the long river at some unknown time and has been home to several generations of people.

Just like that, it disappeared silently in the tide of the times.

For Ye Yiyi, this was just a trivial episode on the journey.

But he knew very well that in this era when the curse was revived and disaster was coming.

There will be many more little episodes like this in the future.

…………

It was almost noon and the sun was high in the sky.

A group of uninvited guests suddenly arrived at the ruins of Linhe Village.

The leader was wearing a black bishop's robe with red edges. He was tall, with deep eye sockets, a hooked nose and a mouth as thin as a knife, which was extremely conspicuous.

He rode his horse into the village, but all he saw was a pile of charred firewood emitting black smoke in the center of the village and the demolished shacks in pieces.

In the huge village, there was not a single living person, let alone a dead body.

He glanced at the fat man who was staring at the side in amazement and made a cold and hoarse sound.

"What's going on? Where are the people here?"

"This... Judging from the situation, it seems that he died and was cremated."

The fat man was wearing a slightly different style of robe with a black background and red edges. His fat face was tangled and he answered hesitantly.

"Of course I can see that." A blood-red light flashed in the man's eyes.