Chapter 168 I Think Therefore You Are
Chapter 168 I Think Therefore You Are
He held the head-shot cat corpse in his hand, and bright red blood dripped all the way.
After passing through a long alley covered with weeds, the view in front of us suddenly opens up and a circle of three-meter-high lotus pedestals comes into view. A four-faced Buddha with four faces on its head is sitting cross-legged on the lotus pedestal, with eight arms making eight different Zen seals, the common point of which is that all of them have their palms facing the sky.
The lotus platform is located in a dried-up pool. An artificially dug square deep pit surrounds the base of the Buddha statue, like an ancient moat enclosing the lotus platform in the center.
Xia Yubing walked across the bridge and came to the bottom of the lotus platform. She looked left and right but could not see Jiang Han. So she took out her cracked cell phone and sent him a message:
[I am under the Buddha statue, where are you? ]
Jiang Han replied instantly:
[I am under the bridge, in the pool]
Xia Yubing looked back at the bridge she had just walked across with a puzzled look, and asked as she walked back:
【What are you doing there? 】
Jiang Han:
[I’m afraid that what I’m waiting for is not you, but a ghost]
That’s right... Zanju Town is a hellish place where people can’t rest in peace whether they are alive or dead. Who knows what will be standing in front of you in the next second?
Walking to the bridge, Xia Yubing put her phone in her bag. At this distance, she could still hear him by shouting, so she didn't need a phone. "Jiang Han! Are you down there?"
"Here!" Jiang Han's voice came from under the bridge: "Down below!"
Xia Yubing looked around, but didn't see any stairs or ladders or ropes leading down. She couldn't help wondering, "How did this guy get down there?"
At this moment, a soft hand gently rested on her shoulder, and Ning Zhe's voice came from behind: "What are you doing here?"
"Jiang Han is downstairs." Xia Yubing looked up in confusion: "Didn't you hear him shouting just now?"
Ning Zhe shook his head: "I didn't hear it."
Xiao Ke at the side also shook his head: "I didn't hear it either."
"Huh?" Xia Yubing was stunned: "Am I the only one who heard it?"
"It seems so." Ning Zhe's face was hidden behind the mask, and his expression could not be seen.
"Maybe you were standing far away just now, so you didn't hear it." Xia Yubing tried hard not to let herself think of anything weird, and shouted to the bottom of the bridge: "Jiang Han! How did you get down there? Come up quickly!"
This time Jiang Han did not respond.
Under the old wooden bridge was a dry pool, dark, deep, and empty. The moonlight did not shine in this direction. Standing on the bridge and looking down, one could only see a sticky darkness and deathly silence.
"Did you hear him answer you?" Ning Zhe asked.
Xia Yubing shook her head stiffly: "No..."
"I understand." Ning Zhe grabbed Xia Yubing's arm, pulled her up, pushed her behind him, and then took out a high-intensity flashlight from his bag - this was the equipment that Shen Qing left in the stairwell, and Ning Zhe brought it with him, along with his travel bag, and hung it around his waist.
The specially made high-intensity flashlight is not as prone to scattered light as ordinary flashlights. When the lamp is lit, a thick beam of light is projected straight forward. The focusing effect is somewhat like an enlarged and bold version of a Jedi lightsaber, leaving a bright white circle of light on the dark bottom of the pool.
As Ning Zhe's wrist turned, the round light swept smoothly across the darkness under the bridge, illuminating the dry bottom of the pool. At the bottom of the pool, a broken hand stretched crookedly toward the sky, and the wrinkled skin looked like white marble. No, it wasn't like, it was white marble.
At the bottom of the pool lay a half-figure carved out of white marble, and its shape was somewhat similar to the 'Fairy Pointing the Way' that Ning Zhe had encountered before, except that this stone statue was broken at the waist, lacking the lower body, and its broken head made it impossible to see its appearance clearly, with only a broken hand pointing to the sky.
The flashlight slowly swept across, illuminating the mutilated human figures lying in disarray at the bottom of the pool, one after another. Some were missing arms and legs, some were paralyzed on one side, some had even lost their heads, and some had only one leg left.
Countless human-shaped stone statues filled the dried-up pool, spreading out a silent expanse of white.
In the midst of the pure white, Ning Zhe caught a glimpse of a bright red color that was out of place against the desolate white atmosphere of the pool bottom, and it was particularly eye-catching.
It was fresh blood that had not yet coagulated, and the bright red color showed no sign of fading. Ning Zhe moved the flashlight in the direction of the blood spraying, and then a dead body with its eyes open appeared in front of everyone.
There was a naked man lying in a "big" shape at the bottom of the pool, with no cloth on his naked body. An arm carved out of white stone extended from his abdomen and pointed straight to the sky, revealing a string of pink and white intestines dryly wrapped around the hard arm.
The strong light from the flashlight splashed on the surface of his lifeless body like mercury, spreading a circle of silver halo. Jiang Han's body arched upward, and countless broken stone sculptures around him supported and surrounded his naked body. The weird posture made people's scalp tingle.
But in this strange atmosphere, there is an indescribable and inexplicable smell called "holiness".
Yes, holy, or to use another adjective - sacred.
Ning Zhe frowned, took out his cell phone, adjusted the camera's zoom ratio to the maximum, used it as a telescope, and carefully observed the corpse with a strange death. He remembered something very bad.
"Are you sure you heard Jiang Han calling you just now?" Ning Zhe said lightly.
Xia Yubing, who was so frightened by the horrifying scene under the bridge that she could not utter a word, woke up as if from a dream. Her legs were shaking. She nodded repeatedly and said in a trembling voice, "Yes... I, I am sure, I really heard him calling me, and he just replied to my message..."
"Give me your phone." Ning Zhe stretched out his hand and said, "Tell me in detail what you just experienced."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." At this moment, Xia Yubing was more obedient than ever before.
Taking her phone, Ning Zhe quickly read the conversation between the two in the chat box. It was a very normal conversation, nothing wrong with it. It really sounded like something Jiang Han would say.
After listening to Xia Yubing's narration, Ning Zhe pondered for a moment and said:
"Xiao Ke and I were just behind you, only two steps away. You said you heard Jiang Han's voice by the bridge, so why couldn't we hear it, and only you heard it?"
Xia Yubing shook her head blankly: "I don't know..."
"That's right, because you don't know." Ning Zhe nodded: "You don't know that he is dead, so from your perspective, Jiang Han is still alive. Of course, the living Jiang Han can communicate with you."
After being stopped and reminded by Ning Zhe, Xia Yubing subconsciously realized that Jiang Han might be dead, so she could no longer hear his voice.
Ning Zhe stood up, returned the phone to Xia Yubing, turned to look at Xiao Ke beside him, and continued: "You went to play 123 wooden man with the statue because someone in the live broadcast room gave you a reward.
But as far as I know, after 7:10 on July 18, the live broadcasts of all five of you were interrupted at the same time. "
In other words, as soon as they entered Zanju Town, they were completely cut off from the outside world.
Why are there still bullet comments and gifts in Xiao Ke's live broadcast room when the signal is blocked? Why can she even be encouraged to play games with the stone statue in the yard?
Because the host himself didn’t know that the live broadcast had been interrupted.
(End of this chapter)