Corpse Collector

The first time Ling Changye laid eyes on Xia Bai, all he could see was the captivating absence of his cerebrum. He couldn’t fathom how this man had managed to survive through the horrifying games.<...

Chapter 115 Blue Tea Island 9

Chapter 115 Blue Tea Island 9

Xia Bai was surprised: "So Aunt Bai had a child?"

"Yes." Ling Changye said, "I just don't know if the child is still alive."

They both realized at the same time that this child must be very important.

Xia Bai said, "Last night a player found out where Bai Gu lives in the village, Seaweed House No. 69. We can go take a look first."

Ling Changye nodded. It was just on the way. The two of them continued walking forward while talking.

While they were discussing the child, they saw the bride who had cried at her wedding that day. She was walking home holding a boy's hand.

She must have taken the child out to play. The boy was holding a small bucket filled with a few yellow and white wild flowers. There was also water in the bucket, and as the boy walked, some of the water splashed onto his face.

The bride squatted down, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the boy's face.

The boy closed his eyes, not resisting but looking quite happy. And she, perhaps because of the night, looked very gentle and happy.

Xia Bai whispered, "She really treated her husband's son well as she said. Is she really atonement?"

Maybe he had just come into contact with maternal love and was very sensitive, so he felt that the bride had maternal love for the boy.

Ling Changye looked at them for a while and said, "Maybe."

The two did not disturb them and walked quietly towards Bai Gu's residence.

Bai Gu's residence looked no different from the residences of other islanders. It was just an ordinary seaweed house. There was no light in the house. Bai Gu should be in the north of the island and had not returned yet.

Ling Changye opened the window skillfully, and the two of them quickly glanced at several rooms. They only saw the statue of the White Sea Fairy, but no children or other people. The seaweed house was silent, like an abandoned house that had not been lived in for a long time.

Their mission tonight was to go to the captain's house to inquire about land and air. If they went too late, the elderly in their house might be going to bed. The two did not waste time here. They took a quick look and left.

The captain lived not far from Bai Gu's residence. When the two arrived, the lights were still on in the seaweed house.

Ling Changye was about to knock on the door, but Xia Bai knocked on it first. The person inside opened the door and looked at them suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Xia Bai stretched out his hand, which contained a small golden lock.

Ling Changye: “…”

He learned the ability to make money.

When in the Dihao Apartment, Xia Bai was like a combination of an ascetic monk and a little beggar in front of Ling Changye. He deeply felt the power of Ling Changye's space treasure. After going back and thinking about it, he felt a little miserable.

So he used the game points that he had earned but not spent to buy a space prop in the game mall, and filled it with some potato snacks, gold beans, gold bars, and daily necessities.

Now, I can finally use it in front of Ling Changye.

"Hey!" The eldest brother opened the door for them cheerfully, "Are you going to buy a boat?"

"Let me tell you something first." The eldest brother let them in, but he said beforehand, "Don't even think about buying a boat to escape. My boat can only catch fish around Blue Tea Island. It's impossible to leave."

It seems that he must have encountered something like this before.

Xia Bai stuffed the small golden lock into his pocket. He had no shortage of money. "I'm not buying it. I just came here to listen to gossip."

"Oh!" The eldest brother said cheerfully, "You have found the right person. I am the know-it-all on our island."

Ling Changye said: "The way you speak... doesn't sound like a native of Blue Tea Island."

“How can I put it like that?” said the Blue Tea Island Know-it-all: “A long time ago, I was indeed not a native of Blue Tea Island, but to you, I was! I have settled in Blue Tea Island a long time ago, so in your eyes, I am considered a Blue Tea Island native.”

Xia Bai said distrustfully: "You are a foreigner, and you dare to say that you are the know-it-all of Blue Tea Island?"

"Everyone says I'm a local and I know things here very well. Besides, if the locals who grew up here are unwilling to tell you, they don't really care about gold," said the eldest brother.

Party A Xia Bai nodded and asked, "You are not here to atone for your sins, are you? Well, you married a woman from Blue Tea Island, so you are a member of Blue Tea Island?"

“…”

"What's wrong? Is it not possible?" The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and the eldest brother said with his chin raised.

Xia Bai: "Okay."

I don't know if the eldest brother is trying to save his reputation, "What's the point of marrying a wife into the family? It's all empty talk. Isn't it enough to just live a good life?"

Xia Bai felt that he had to say something soft at this time, otherwise the consequences would be serious, "Brother is very clear-headed."

Ling Changye didn't speak for a while, probably because he was communicating with spirits. Xia Bai talked more so that his brother's attention would always be on him.

"Brother, are you going to cry when you marry into my family?"

"To be honest, I have to cry."

“…”

"Crying at weddings is a traditional custom on Blue Tea Island. I am marrying into the family, so my wife doesn't have to leave home or cry. But on Blue Tea Island, it's weird to have a wedding without some crying, as if it's unlucky." The eldest brother looked like he was going to die heroically, "So, I have to cry."

It turns out that crying at weddings is a traditional custom of Blue Tea Island.

Xia Bai said: "I thought that crying at a wedding was tied to atonement, because it was to atone for sins that one had to cry all the time when getting married."

"You're right." The eldest brother said, "I feel that this may be the case. In the past few years I've been here, I feel that there is a kind of feeling that women in Blue Tea Island are born guilty. Getting married and serving your husband and parents-in-law is a way to atone for your sins."

"Do they think Bai Gu is like this too?" Xia Bai asked.

The eldest brother looked at him strangely, stopped talking, and ended the topic in silence.

In this case, Xia Bai went straight to the point, "Don't be nervous, we actually heard from our companions that there was a woman who died on your ship, and we wanted to hear some gossip."

"Oh, Lu Kong." The eldest brother breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Her death is indeed quite a topic of discussion."

The eldest brother did not take them into the main house, but through the back door and took them to the backyard where he built the boat.

Here he can speak freely without worrying about disturbing his wife.

"Her husband just bought a boat from me, and she committed suicide by cutting her wrists on the boat." The eldest brother said, "You know there is a saying about haunted houses. People don't want to live in a house where someone has died. For the people of Blue Tea Island who have always believed in sea fairies and go fishing, a haunted boat is much scarier than a haunted house."

"The boat was unusable right after it was bought. Her husband was so angry that he threw her body on the seabed to feed the fish."

Xia Bai thought of what his father said and asked him, "Did she throw the boat away with her?"

"Bai Gu said that the boat was unlucky and not good for Bai Haixian, so she asked him to throw it away, but not together with her," said the eldest brother.

I wonder if she left here by boat.

"She is from another place too, right?" Xia Bai asked.

"Yes, she came earlier than me, but it's a pity that she didn't marry the right person." The eldest brother said regretfully: "Her man really likes to beat people. She has been beaten for many years. Death can be considered a relief."

That seemed to be it. What his elder brother told him and what he told Yu Yin were actually almost the same contents. There were no new discoveries.

Xia Bai didn't give up and asked, "Does she have anything else special?"

"What else? She was just abused by her family." The eldest brother said, "If there is anything special about her, she is quite artistic. She often holds a book of poetry."

"Blue Tea Island is a sea burial, which means putting the body on a burial boat, putting it in the sea, and letting the wind carry it to find the sea fairy. When she was still young, she said it was quite romantic, just like in the poem, going to the far sea with flowers."

Brother: "Come to think of it, is this the reason why she committed suicide on the boat? To find the distant place where her poems were written?"

What his father said is somewhat relevant. He said at the time that Lu Kong might have hoped that the ship would take her away from here, but the family simply threw her to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

Ling Changye asked: "Did she have any particularly tragic experiences? Those who come to the island to atone for their sins must have had a miserable life, right?"

"She didn't come to Blue Tea Island to atone for her sins. I just said that she came here earlier than me. She must have been abducted." The eldest brother said, "If you ask her what she experienced before coming to the island, I really don't know. I just know that she must be a well-educated person and probably didn't have a miserable life before."

Both of them were slightly stunned.

Lu Kong should be the one who came to atone for his sins, but she was not the one who was miserably harmed by Bai Haixian's doctrine of atonement.

Seeing that he could not get any more information from him, Ling Changye asked, "Where does she live?"

Although the psychics have already been there, they can't find any new clues about Lu Kong, so they might as well go there and take a look.

"I can tell you where she lives. It's in Seaweed House No. 11, but I suggest you don't go there. There's no one there." The eldest brother said, "Not long after Lu Kong died, her husband came to me and bought a new boat. He died while going out to sea. Her mother-in-law also died not long after."

"Bai Gu said that her father-in-law had committed a sin and asked him to go to the north of the island to atone for his sins."

"Let me tell you one more rumor." The eldest brother came closer to them and whispered, "I heard from the people who went out to sea that day that her husband died on the same ship where Lu Kong died. At that time, he shouted Lu Kong's name like a madman, jumped onto the rotten ship, and sank to the bottom of the sea with the ship."

The two left the boat seller's house.

Xia Bai said: "It's a bit strange."

Ling Changye knew why he felt strange. "Lu Kong was not a victim of the Blue Tea Island's atonement system. She was no longer connected to atonement, and she didn't seem like the protagonist. But later, her husband and mother-in-law died one after another, especially her husband's death. It was like she became a ghost after death to seek revenge. She seemed like the protagonist of the game."

Their presence added a clue to confirm that Lu Kong is the protagonist, and also added a clue to deny that Lu Kong is the protagonist.

Ling Changye said: "It would be great if I could see Lu Kong. The skills of a psychic can also be used on ghosts. Although it is not 100% successful like it is for humans, try a few more times. What the psychic sees must be the most critical part."

Xia Bai thought so too. He was looking for the protagonist's story, that is, looking for her main, most tragic and happiest things. Such things are usually in the soul, and psychic skills come in very handy.

But they haven't seen Lu Kong yet, so they can't communicate with her spiritually.

"How about we keep watch over Medusa tonight? There's a greater chance that something will happen to her tonight. If it's really revenge by land and air, we'll be able to see her," Xia Bai said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man ran over in a hurry, gasping for breath and saying, "Boss, it's bad! Someone's dead!"

Xia Bai's expression was startled. It was not even ten o'clock yet, how could someone have died?

Is it not only that the number of deaths per night has increased, but also that the time of death has increased?

Ling Changye asked: "Who died?"

"Han Lifei!" the man said, "She's the wife with the beer belly who died last night. She jumped into the sea!"

They immediately followed the man to the place where Han Lifei died.

Ling Changye asked more specifically: "Was she pushed into the sea by someone, or did she jump in by herself?"

The man said, "It wasn't being pushed."

"Are you sure? It's possible that the person who pushed her was not a visible person." Ling Changye asked again.

The man was stunned for a moment. Indeed, if it was a ghost who pushed her over, he couldn't see it. But he immediately said with certainty: "She jumped down by herself! She was not normal before she jumped into the sea. She was crazy and mad. She took the initiative to run to the edge of the cliff and jump down. It can be said that she committed suicide."

Xia Bai felt a little pain in his head. At first, when he heard that Han Lifei jumped into the sea, it was somewhat related to Lu Kong, but when he heard that she committed suicide, he felt that everything was wrong.

He remembered that when he was at the gate of Daobei School, his mother said that several people were in a bad mental state, including Han Lifei. Not long after, she went crazy and committed suicide.

Does this mean that this is a type of death, and those who are mentally unwell will also die this way?

This is more like a kind of spiritual pollution, inner mental torture, which leads to pain, madness and suicide.

That was obviously different from the four people who died before. They died bloody or cruelly, and the two types of deaths could not be connected in any way.

The punishment and death methods of a game should be unified, otherwise no player will accept it as a default, and death will provide clues.

The key point of the headache is that they deduced a possible protagonist image from the deaths of the previous few people, and there happened to be a person named Lu Kong who met their expectations, so he became the protagonist they identified and the main line of completing the game.

If the deaths of the previous few people were not the key to the game, then all their speculations were wrong. They worked hard for several days and went down the wrong path.

Xia Bai now understood why he felt something was wrong.

He felt that something was wrong because they found the protagonist too easily, while the protagonist never really showed up and his participation was too low.

The problem is that the protagonist appears too easily, and they have a preconception of the protagonist first, and then take their preconception as fact and look for someone who fits their preconception.

In reality, their assumptions were not necessarily true, and the characters they imagined, such as dying from blood loss, being hung, and being groped, were all relatively general, without any distinct characteristics. On an island where women were trafficked, these were not uncommon, and it was easy for suitable characters to appear.

This reasoning is even less tenable now that there are signs that that death might not be the only way to die in the game.

Ling Changye walked a few steps and stopped. "Concubine Han Li is not the focus now. She is dead. The focus is on the other few mentally disturbed people. They may also go crazy and commit suicide."

"There's the boy's father, a woman in a purple dress, and Medusa." Xia Bai said, "Medusa's place might be better. Lao Yang is a professional in rescuing suicidal people. If he can't save her, there's nothing we can do."

"We're going to try to see if we can save the other mentally disturbed people."

"The boy's father is the one from this morning." The man who reported the news didn't say it clearly, but they all knew who it was. "The three of them are in charge of seaweed houses 11 to 20."

"Let's go there first."

Lao Yang and Medusa were responsible for finding the older sister that the man with a beer belly had contact with last night.

Before leaving, Lao Yang asked the boy who had witnessed the incident where the older sister appeared last night, otherwise they would not know when they would find her.

Medusa didn't have this awareness. It's not that she was stupid, but she was in a trance and didn't have the energy to think about these things.

After Lao Yang asked about the location where the older sister appeared last night, he said to Medusa seriously, "Girl, I know your companion died and you are very worried, but you can't do this. The more dangerous the situation is, the more you need to stay calm."

"How can I be calm?"

Medusa didn't know that Lao Yang was also an old player. She just listened to the vice president and looked for clues with Lao Yang. She didn't know why the vice president asked her to go with him. She just thought that an ordinary old man was here to teach him a lesson. She scolded him without hesitation: "What do you know, old man! How dare you teach me a lesson!"

Lao Yang might be used to such situations, his expression did not change at all, and he said to her in a gentler tone: "I am not lecturing you, I am just worried about you, and I hope you can calm down."

"Ah!" Medusa yelled, "Get out! Get out!"

She waved her hands and squatted defensively, as if there were people around her who wanted to harm her.

Lao Yang immediately took a step back, observed her carefully, and squatted down as well.

Almost at the same height as her, at a distance, Lao Yang pressed down with both hands, "Girl, it's okay, there's no one else here, it's your imagination, are you hallucinating?"

"Tell me what you think, and I'll help you identify it." Old Yang said patiently, "Look at me, am I different from others?"

Medusa slowly raised her head and looked at him, her voice seemed to be filled with tears, "It's different, it's different, Lao Yang, you are different, they all want to kill me, they killed me..."

"They didn't kill you." Lao Yang said confidently: "You are still alive and well. How could they kill you so easily? You are the famous Medusa."

He spoke with such certainty, as if he was whispering something that could not be changed and he could repeat it countless times.

Medusa seemed to have calmed down a little and wanted to take the initiative to get closer to Lao Yang. Lao Yang cooperated and took out a towel to hand to her.

"Ah!--" Medusa just closed her eyes, and suddenly screamed in fear, running towards the woods while screaming.

Old Yang hurried to catch up with her.

Medusa fled into the woods, hugged a tree and slammed into it, breaking her scalp with just the first hit.

"Stop hitting it! You'll die!"

When she was about to hit him for the second time, Lao Yang grabbed her shoulder.

This time Medusa did not curse or struggle. She felt the warmth of Lao Yang's solid palm, a warmth that only existed in the real world, very similar to her father's. It was the sense of security that she longed to grasp in her panic.

She turned and looked at Lao Yang.

A sharp knife stabbed into her neck.

Her eyes widened in shock, sensing danger, her hair flew up in response and her physical skills activated automatically.

A burning towel was placed over her head, and her black hair was burned from the roots at her scalp before it turned into long snakes, leaving her scalp singed.

Medusa's face was distorted in pain.

This is not just a matter of burning her hair. The hair snake transformation is her physical skill, which connects her whole body, including her nerves. Burning her hair is like pulling the skill out of her body. It seems that all her nerves have been pulled out.

She fainted from the pain without even a scream.

Even if she hadn't fainted, she probably wouldn't have been able to scream.

There was also a knife on her neck.

When she woke up again, the knife on her neck was gone and Lao Yang was stitching the wound on her neck.

He was so serious and skilled. If he was a doctor, Medusa would feel at ease. But when she opened her eyes and saw Lao Yang, she felt only fear and anger.

"Don't be afraid." Old Yang comforted her softly: "In the past two years, I have traveled all over the country to save lives. I have performed a lot of first aid with the doctors in the same team and sewed up many people's wounds. But don't talk. Talking will pull the wound and it may be very dangerous."

After Lao Yang finished stitching the wound, he took out a cut red ribbon from his pocket. This red ribbon was cut from the red satin used in weddings held on Blue Tea Island.

Medusa was even more shocked and frightened when she saw the familiar red ribbon, and she opened her mouth to say something.

Old Yang didn't seem to notice that she wanted to say anything. He used the red ribbon to tie a bow around her neck with great skill. It was very delicate and beautiful, like something a well-trained gift shop clerk would tie on a gift box.

"It looks good." Old Yang admired it for a moment and smiled, revealing a few crow's feet. He looked less serious and more kind. "One time my teammates saw me tie a bow and said it looked like I had tied it many times. When I retire, I can go to a gift shop to tie bows."

"I have tied a bow many times." Old Yang nodded and admitted, "I guess I really only tie a bow when I retire."

Medusa, who was terrified and in pain, didn't hear what Lao Yang was saying.

Soon she discovered something that made her even more terrified and began to despair: the clothes on her shoulders were quickly soaked with blood.

Lao Yang sewed up her wound, but not completely.

It seemed as if he had deliberately left a line for bleeding.

Medusa shook her body with all her might, looking at Lao Yang beggingly, tears streaming from her eyes.

Yan Quan, this uneducated man, saw in some movie that letting a person bleed to death slowly is the most desperate way to die.

In the real world, they are curious but have no chance to experiment. Once they enter the game, they have a test bench.

Seeing those people using all kinds of methods, without dignity, and throwing everything aside to beg them, they knew from them that the movie was not a lie.

Now she knows it in herself.

The movie didn't lie.

The feeling of blood slowly flowing out of the body, taking away the warmth bit by bit, is so horrible and despairing.

Her tears flowed onto her burnt scalp, and her lips, soaked in saliva and blood, trembled constantly as she begged Lao Yang silently.

Old Yang didn't seem to see it. He sat next to Medusa and said, "Girl, when you went up to confess in the confessional in the north of the island, I listened very carefully and was very excited, but you were no different from not confessing."

"The next day, there will be another opportunity to confess. I will follow you and watch you confess in front of the statue."

"This time, I listened very carefully. I didn't miss a single word you said. You confessed many things that hurt others and the people you hurt, but I didn't hear you mention a single person."

Old Yang paused for a moment, as if he found it very strange, "How could it be?"

"In the past few years, my world has been filled with her. She is the protagonist of the world, but you seem to have forgotten her. How could that be?"