Chapter One Hundred and Four: A Turning Point
Getting lost would have been an ordinary thing, because there was a mouth under the nose, and if you couldn't find it, couldn't you ask? But in this new city, this is not possible.
As far as the eye can see, there are a bunch of 'crazy people' who need to vent their hatred, who do you ask?
For the first time, I realized that it was also a painful thing to have no one to trouble us, and to get lost in such a city is a city that adds fuel to the fire of suffering.
But Xiao Chengqian was not nervous, he just kept urging me: "Chengyi, hurry up and think of a way, the biggest purpose of coming here is to solve Hucun, the second purpose is to find the clues left by your master, and the third purpose is to find the clues left by your master, you know it!" ”
"I know, do you need to remind me over and over again?" I'm in a bad mood.
"Nonsense, remind you, I just want to tell you, don't say to do these things, if you don't know what to do next, we will all be trapped and die in this city, and finally become resentful spirits, or it's hard to say." Xiao Chengqian squatted very simply under a building similar to an inn, and his expression was a bit old.
"Didn't you say that everyone shouldn't rely on me too much, and I will let everyone fly?" I was angry, and I guess it stimulated Xiao Chengqian.
"Don't make excuses, I mean you still have to lead everyone, but you don't have to do everything yourself, you have to fully trust" Xiao Chengqian estimated that there were still two words behind him, but at this moment his expression had changed, and he looked towards the building opposite him.
This ghost town is very strange, obviously the streets and alleys are full of groups of crazy ghosts, but the city is slow to build buildings full of ancient style, there should be a lot of functional buildings, and there are many places similar to houses, and there is a house opposite Xiao Chengqian.
The dwelling is not high, it is just a three-story wooden structure, and the style of this ghost town is also the same, all black, Xiao Chengqian's eyes fell on such a dwelling.
"You don't want to fight with me anymore, so you divert your attention?" I don't understand what Xiao Chengqian's sudden silence means, but something called hope ignited in my heart, could it be that this kid really discovered something?
Thinking like this, my eyes also followed Xiao Chengqian's gaze to the house, at the door of the house, there were three or five ghosts doing irrational fighting, or howling in pain, no different from other ghosts on the street, the second floor could not be seen clearly, but there was a small figure sitting on the roof of the third floor.
It looks like a child of about ten years old, and it is sitting lonely on the roof.
From a height of about ten meters, I could clearly see that unlike those crazy and painful red eyes, this child's eyes were a kind of loneliness and helplessness, mixed with a slightly painful look.
To be precise, its eyes seem to be much more sober than those ghosts.
In the case of a purpose, the ghost is the kind of existence that is the most 'lying', deceiving you to be a stand-in, deceiving you to die to redeem its hatred, it really can't do it, it will deliberately create non-existent horrors, and torture you alive.
But in this kind of lack of clear purpose, the ghost is the most sincere kind of existence, because any of its emotions, even every move, comes from the depths of the soul, and there is no need to hide it in a 'naked' city like Xincheng.
"You found out too?" Xiao Chengqian gave me a serious look, and I nodded.
In a world of ghosts, it is a strange thing to suddenly appear a relatively clean and sober ghost that is not controlled by resentment. Perhaps, our turning point is in this child.
"Hey, can you come down and talk?" I shouted at the kid, but I didn't want to attract the attention of the ghosts in front of the house, and they didn't hesitate to pounce on us according to the rules that didn't follow the rules here.
I didn't make a move, just looked at the child, and beside me was the hand of Hui Gen'er and Xiao Chengqian, Hui Gen'er had a prayer bead in his hand, and Xiao Chengqian's hand was a magic sword spliced with copper coins, but in an instant, those ghosts retreated miserably.
They are irrational, but their souls are hurt, and they still know how to retreat, after all, even if they are controlled by resentment, they are a hundred times smarter than animals.
And Xiao Chengqian and Hui Gen'er didn't kill either, they just found a little hope of turning around, and no one wants to destroy this situation that is still peaceful for the time being.
After I shouted, the child just looked at us indifferently at first, that kind of indifference makes people feel hopeless in their bones, that is a kind of look that is no longer interested in anything, including hatred, if people live in the world like this, it is not a desperate life, and what is it?
But this indifference didn't last long, after Xiao Chengqian and Hui Gen'er made small shots one after another, the eyes it looked at us came with a bit of inquiry, making people feel that its whole ghost had a trace of spirit, this feeling was much better.
"Wait, I'll come down." Finally, its voice floated from the roof, not the voice of a child we imagined, but the voice of a middle-aged man, how strange it sounded.
However, our faces don't show anything, after all, this is the world of ghosts, what image it wants to appear, what kind of voice it speaks in is not as limited as when it has a yang body, it can be arbitrary.
We won't let our guard down just because this ghost is in the form of a ten-year-old child.
After answering our words, the child slowly jumped from the roof of the third floor into the window, and then he couldn't see it, and I was used to the ghosts here being limited by such a city, like the child would not just float down.
It's a very illogical thing to say, for example, how can a ghost jump off a building be blurred? They don't have a yang body at all! But that's the case in this city, whether you jump off a building or commit suicide, it's exactly the same effect as the yang world, the difference is that it's 'acting' here, there is only an effect, no consequences!
Well, there are no dead consequences!
It's a city that tries to emulate everything in the sun, like the inn behind us, and I really don't know what the point of its existence is.
Just when I was thinking nonsense, the door opened with a 'squeak', just like the outside world, a small building like an ancient town, opened its own wooden door, and opened like that.
I wondered a little funny, who built this city and made such a cumbersome 'fantasy', obviously it is a ghost, why do things according to the laws of the yang world? It's as pointless as taking off your pants and farting.
"You're new here? Are you here to talk to me? I can know the loneliness and discomfort of being here, if you want to have a quiet chat, just go inside, there are too many crazy people on the street. "We didn't speak, but the kid spoke to us in a middle-aged voice.
I could hear clearly, two questions, followed by a few words that seemed polite, but actually made a decision for us.
It's more 'enthusiastic' than we imagined, and it should be very lonely.
But it is also more vicissitudes than we imagined, although the words are bland, who can't hear a helpless and sad meaning?
"Do you want to go in?" Brother Chengxin walked up to me and whispered, and everyone's eyes also looked at me.
Is there a reason not to go in? I looked at the kid and said, "Then bother you, can we all go in and talk to you?" ”
"Come in." The kid nodded very dryly, and then said: "Anyway, I'm already dead, and being a ghost is nothing, and the last thing I'm afraid of is to die again." ”
As he spoke, he turned and went upstairs, and I hurriedly followed.
Its footsteps make a 'coo' and 'coo' sound on the cramped wooden staircase, which is normal in this city, and the wooden staircase in the yang world will make this sound, and the stairs here will naturally make such a sound.
I could tell it was trying to keep its pace as light as possible, but I didn't know why.
But when I was about to go up the stairs, it suddenly turned to me and said, "Look, all the first floor is out, but there is still a very powerful guy left on the second floor, sleeping and digesting, don't wake it, if you wake it up, you won't be able to get out of this room." ”
"What do you mean?" I don't understand.
The child sighed faintly and said, "You are a newcomer, it's normal not to understand, anyway, it's just a little bit, let's talk about everything when you enter the house." ”