World Occult User Guide

Kurupira's large opposite feet made the mud crackle, and he joined the dancing gods, clapping his hands and singing with joy.

Lin An climbed up the boy's fiery red hair and looked left and right.

Everyone wears animal masks, and their appearance cannot be seen. The people here look like some orcs with beast characteristics, similar to the state of small canine teeth.

Previously, Brother Lei Zi and Sister Shu Zi transformed into totem-like beasts in order to increase their combat effectiveness and intentionally increased their pollution value in preparation for the decisive battle with Jericho.

Now that the battle is over, they may have found opportunities to reduce the pollution value, and their appearance has also changed.

Finding their "bipedal form" from a bunch of dancing demons in circles is as difficult as the sky.

Lin An thought for a moment and said silently in his heart.

"Sister Shuzi, Sister Shuzi, Aunt Shuzi...you are looking at me, right?"

Sure enough, the sound of yellow sand rustling suddenly sounded, and the telepathy of a beaver flashed through his heart.

"The only person who calls a good person such a strange thing is you, Lin An."

A woman wearing a beaver mask walked out of the crowd. Her brown skin was covered with a thick layer of greasy brown fur. She held a glass of chicha made from corn with her colorful nails and stared at it sharply. With Lin An.

"Boy, you have become a real boy." She held a comb in her other hand, combing the messy hair that was wet with sweat. "I heard the conversation between you and Gao Ma."

"Dear Shatu Clan, I want to ask for your wisdom." Lin An saw the plump and plump beaver from the water mist. It was completely different from the small and exquisite rat in the impression, and he was full of shock. "I also hope that you will give me A few hairs.”

"Wisdom, ha! You never listen to me; as for Mao, there is plenty, take it as you please."

The beaver plucked the hair that was pulled off by the comb and threw the clumps to Lin An, who stabilized himself on top of Kurupila's head and caught the brown fur that kept flying.

Sister Shuzi's hair was stiff, short, and black, like a molded piece of sand. Lin An pulled out a few white hairs of the villain in the vase and rubbed them together.

"You're the worst barber I've ever seen," Beaver said dissatisfied. "What are you doing?"

"Reward my courier." Lin An pinched the stuffed ball and patted Kurupila heavily, "Gabriel, I found an acquaintance. Thank you for escorting me all the way."

"Um?"

Kurupila's dancing steps stopped, and Lin An above his head jumped up. Beaver drank the chicha wine in one gulp, and caught the little man in the bottle in mid-air with one hand, his eyes turning back and forth between him and the boy. .

Seeing this scene, Kurupila's eyes suddenly darkened.

"You're not allowed to leave. You have to play with me. This is what we agreed before."

His tone was extremely ferocious, completely different from the lively tone just now. His red hair burned with anger, and the three-meter-long whip on his waist was untied in circles, swinging back and forth like a strong vine. Everyone looked sideways frequently.

He is worthy of being the fifth son of the evil god Tau.

The beaver narrowed his eyes and did not immediately protect Lin An like the moose.

The chaos attracted the attention of several people, including an alpaca-like orc, a woman with a noose hanging around her neck, and a man with green feathers on the back of his head, like a peacock spreading its tail.

They surrounded the three of them, blocking out prying eyes.

"Gabriel," Beaver finally said, "You have had a disagreement with our guests at Wakataka."

"He asked me to bring him to see the white, singing deer, and I brought him. Now it's his turn to fulfill the agreed duties!" Kurupila said arrogantly, "This Lin An is destined to stay with me. , always be my playmate!”

As he finished speaking, his whip danced more and more wildly, and the end was ready to go.

"Be careful not to get poked." Beaver reminded, "Any creature violated by Kurupila, whether bipedal or four-legged, will be pregnant with his children. The fetuses will grow rapidly and will be uncontrollable during birth. Emit a certain radiation value and pollution value.”

"But I'm a man." Lin An said in surprise.

"His fertilized objects include males." Beaver used his other hand to protect the little man in the bottle. "Kulupila is the god of fertility and has the power to make any species pregnant, regardless of gender."

A curious, cruel and varied mystery. Lin An raised his eyebrows.

There is actually a way to use external force to interfere with the original energy that other individuals have mastered. Kurupila is the first person Lin An has ever seen who can do this.

But for some mysterious people whose pollution level exceeds 60%, lose their minds, and fall into madness, Kurupila's ability to reduce two values ​​at the same time may be one of the few "rescue" methods.

The savagery and letting nature take its course that are difficult to criticize from a modern perspective are probably the charm of the Lower Dongzhou myth.

Although he couldn't see the panel, Lin An felt that Kurupila should be the "god of farming."

This medium is very common, but he has never encountered a god of farming who is truly worthy of his opponent.

According to experience, the characteristic of this medium is "help", and its abilities are related to telepathy, confusion, and "sealing".

When the level of contamination in the little canine teeth soared, it was Sister Shuzi who stayed by her side to suppress it. At this moment, Kurupila's ability to get pregnant was not a kind of seal.

Seeing that the boy was about to launch an attack, Lin An calmly threw the wool ball he had just made. The light ball drew an arc, attracting Kurupila's attention.

"Gift!"

The red flame went out, and the boy dropped Lin An and the stunned Beaver, and concentrated on chasing the ball farther and farther. The long whip was wrapped around his waist again, becoming harmless to humans and animals.

"Is this okay?" Beaver was shocked.

"Legend has it that the only way for a hunter to escape Kurupira is to throw a yarn ball, so that he is driven by the nature of playing with the ball and leaves everything behind to chase."

Lin An paused and then said, "Even if the method doesn't work, I can play with him while talking to you. Anyway, I only have about forty minutes left."

"You don't want to damage our relationship with the Guaraní gods." Beaver said clearly, "Boy, I praise your cleverness, let me think of how to answer your question."

"Thank you, Huangsha clan."

At the same time, the three gods calmly merged into the dancing crowd again, but their gazes softened significantly, and the alpaca nodded friendly to Lin An as a greeting.

Urcuquile, the Inca god of livestock.

Lin An followed the alpaca's approach and greeted him back. The latter gave a pleased "chirp" and turned around to leave.

"Your doubts can be summarized into two things." Beaver supported Lin An and wormed his way through the crowd, "First, what kind of treatment will [Thirteenth Heaven] give you? Second, is the Holy Spirit a statue-level mystic? .”

It turns out that the Golden Kingdom family is called [Thirteenth Heaven]. Lin An thought that since the last "Wakataka", the key information has been revealed by Sister Shuzi every time.

Although she has the most distant relationship with Lin An among the four gods, she speaks clearly and acts neatly, and does not love "Illusion" and the Riddler like the others.

"I used to be a makeup designer in Hollywood."

Beaver heard what he was thinking and answered calmly.

"Back to your question, [Thirteenth Heaven] accepts all comers. Several Vasicchus who were attracted by Gao Ma were accepted. You are far better than them."

"Really."

"But we also have requirements. First of all, we must not create chaos, contradictions and disputes within the tribe. If you just forced me and Kurupira to fight, huh..."

"Guarding the tent, the God of Nap just tested me, but Brother Luzi drove me away. How should this be calculated?"

"So that woman can only wander around the Sun Sky." Beaver said disdainfully. "The second point is closely related to the first point. The treatment you receive in the [Thirteenth Heaven] depends on the approval of the Holy Spirit."

"Holy Spirit..."

Lin An chewed on this word, which is equivalent to "God" in the traditional sense in the local area.

"The ratings of the thirteen heavens correspond to the thirteen levels of the Holy Spirit's gifts: Moon Sky, Star Sky, Sun Sky, Venera Planet Sky, Comet Sky, Green Sky, Night Sky, Storm Sky, Daytime, Yellow Sky, Red Sky Sky, gold sky and omeo dry sky.”

Lin An was caught off guard by this list of dish names, and quickly recorded them, waiting to be sorted out later when he returned home.

"As for me, I belong to the 'Comet Sky', and Gao Ma is already in the 'Green Sky'." Beaver smiled lowly, "This is all my wisdom. Your request has been met, boy."

“What do these so-called ‘heavens’ represent?”

"Language is not everything, Lin An." Beaver stopped answering. "No meditator sitting in a tent and turning around can successfully integrate the true essence of life and the soul. You can only find it by embarking on a journey." significance."

She lowered her dry palms and placed Lin on a pile of sweet potatoes.

"Wait here while I go find Ying Zhanyi and Little Dog Fang. They may tell you more, maybe not as much as I can, but that will be your personal experience."

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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A cold wind blew from the rainforest, dispersing the moist heat.

It rolled up the yarn ball that Kurupila was playing with and threw it high. The boy's eyes widened and he shouted "My ball!" while chasing the direction of the wind.

The unusually cold wind transformed into a hummingbird, picking up a ball of yarn in its mouth, placing it on a person's hands, and allowing him to examine the inner structure carefully.

Those colorful totem-like eyes suddenly turned into an ever-changing kaleidoscope, with rotating nebulae in the depths and micro-carved patterns of corn, rivers, leaves, humans and pythons on the outer layer, instantly analyzing all the plush balls. Mystery.

Information flows into this person's mind, making ripples like waves.

Kurupila pushed aside the leaves of the banana tree and met this man unexpectedly.

"Give it back to me!" He stepped forward angrily, "This is my reward!"

"Look...look." The other person said in a weird accent, with the vocal cords of a man, a woman, a leopard, a snake, and a hummingbird coming from all directions at the same time. "He...made it for you."

"Give it back to me quickly!"

Kurupila snatched the stuffed ball away, her anger dissipated, and she turned to look full of interest.

"I don't know you. But you smell good. If you are hungry, you are welcome to join our sacrifice."

The boy looked at Him up and down, and suddenly realized that he could not see His true form clearly, only a half-concave and half-convex colored symbol, which was complicated and strange.

Then the symbol disappeared without a word, as if it had never been there.

"Weird guy." Kurupila sighed. (End of chapter)