Chapter 81 Anonymous Text Message (6) “Now it’s your turn to be that…
Two deaths will occur today.
The text message arrived very late. When Fei Yu received it, he had already walked into the depths of the cave. The light emitted from the mobile phone screen dispelled the darkness around him. He glanced at the content and then continued to use the light of the mobile phone to light the way.
Perhaps the time of alienation will be advanced, or perhaps other accidents will occur.
Fei Yu didn't care much about these things. His attention quickly shifted to the front. The deeper he went, the more mycelium covered it. At the innermost part, it was almost entirely composed of those unknown gelatinous and sticky substances.
He saw the face engraved on the wall. It was the person who died yesterday. Strange lines were running through it, like some strange and terrifying ritual. Flesh, blood and organs were scattered on the ground, and a few candles were placed in the center.
Fei Yu didn't find the face of the man who turned into a monster today. There might be more than one cave, and perhaps another one is nearby. Such a scene can easily be linked to some evil ritual that relies on sacrifice to summon ghosts.
Besides, it is not certain how many such "sacrifices" are needed. Fei Yu thought that the consciousness cannot wait until everyone dies before appearing.
The scarlet lines traced a simple pattern of a goat, the flickering flames were weak and ominous. Fei Yu stepped on the blood-red outline on the ground, leaned down, and tentatively touched the candle in front with his fingertips.
The burning sensation quickly engulfed his fingertips, but Fei Yu still felt nothing. He used some strength but failed to pick up the candle. He thought for a moment, and when he stood up again, he had a bottle of mineral water in his hand.
Fei Yu unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the water in. The extinguished flame soon reappeared and shook even more violently, as if mocking it triumphantly.
He stretched out his hand, his cold white fingers disappeared into the flames, controlling the shadows to wrap around the burning flames. The candle could no longer continue to burn normally, and the possibility of resurrection was cut off by the jade.
Fei Yu tilted his head. He knew that these mycelium had their own consciousness. "What is the key information that allows the consciousness to appear? I don't think these candles are very important."
Mycelium without a vocal system: "..."
The climbing mycelium pulled the candle down and pointed directly in a certain direction. Fei Yu lowered his eyes and stared at the goat pattern, which is not auspicious in the West. Many related words flashed through his mind, and finally settled on a word that involved the background.
scapegoat.
Fei Yu felt that she vaguely knew the method.
When he walked out of the cave, the gun he had placed at the entrance had disappeared. Fei Yu returned to the villa before dawn. He stood in front of the window and met the housekeeper's gaze. He pulled up the curtain without saying a word.
When daytime came, the people in the villa quickly discovered the newly sent anonymous text message. At the same time, new people disappeared. Everything was developing in accordance with the content of the message. Probably no one would survive the last day.
The guest, on the verge of collapse, clutched the butler's shoulders tightly. He practically screamed and roared, "I've had enough! This guy must have told you to do all this before he died! What's your purpose? Money? Or because of those things?!"
"I already said I didn't mean it, so why did that guy insist on pursuing it?! You can't be so harsh!"
He questioned, but the butler's expression remained unchanged. He just said that he knew nothing about it, and that the missing guest did not necessarily have an accident, so they would continue to look for him.
Of course, the remaining guests did not believe the butler's explanation and started arguing with him.
"Then how do you explain this text message? Is it such a coincidence? What happened in the past few days is exactly the same as what the text message says! Someone must be behind this!"
"Are there other people on the island besides us?! It must be you! You arranged for them to stay somewhere else! I was wondering why that guy didn't care about what happened before, it was all for today, right?!"
"You're breaking the law! Even though we're isolated from the outside world right now, as time goes on, our families will eventually notice something's wrong, and what's going on here will definitely be exposed!"
"And the text message refers to two people, one of whom is already missing. Are you still going to attack the remaining one?!"
The confrontation between several visitors and the housekeeper turned into shirking responsibility in the later period. They accused each other of the mistakes they had made, actual oppression, implicit bullying, and verbal suppression, as if the person who was the worst off would be the next to suffer misfortune.
Fei Yu watched the whole process with great interest. He glanced at Chen Que, who quickly understood. He walked over to the rich second generation who was still watching the show and said, "If we record that part, we might get some unexpected results."
The second-generation rich man had a cell phone in his pocket with half of it exposed, and it was obviously in recording mode. He glanced at Shen Que and said nothing more.
Shen Que smiled, his fingers tapping something lightly. He held the butt of the gun and moved the pistol while no one was paying attention. The cold hole pressed against the back of the person next to him, "Don't move, keep your voice down, and follow me to the dining room."
The person being threatened knew that the object behind him was a gun, but he did not follow Shen Que's words and left. Instead, he was particularly nonchalant. "You won't shoot, lawyer. You probably don't want your bright future to be ruined here."
"He really won't do that." Another voice answered him. Fei Yu walked over. Chen Que anticipated what he wanted to do, so he put away the gun and put it back into his friend's palm, and made way for him.
Chen Que blocked Shi Yu's sight from a distance and skillfully helped to cover Fei Yu. He took the young man upstairs.
Fei Yu hid the pistol under his coat and looked calmly into the eyes of the man in front of him. "You know the reason I'm here is because of a criminal case seven years ago. The one who took the blame was the villa owner's brother."
"The truth is, you framed him. Threatening him was just as easy for you. In the end, everything happened just as you expected. He was convicted of intentional homicide."
"But someone discovered something was wrong, and he wanted to appeal for a review. Unfortunately, he didn't have any substantial evidence, so he failed." There was no need for Fei Yu to continue explaining what happened next.
The owner of the villa has no power and influence, and cannot fight against those people. He has been bullied all the time. His brother, who grew up with him, also suffered injustice and was even imprisoned. He began to climb up desperately, wanting to take revenge on everyone.
A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, a life for a life.
Although the story is old-fashioned, it is not so melodramatic when placed in the category of ghost stories. After all, all the plot preparations are just for the bloody scenes in the later stages.
"Someone has already replaced you once."
Fei Yu still remembers the information about the owner of the villa in the file. His parents passed away and he was raised by his only brother. He really cared about this only remaining relative, otherwise the real murderer of the case would not appear as the most crucial clue.
"This is also the greatest value you can bring." Fei Yu lowered his voice as he suddenly approached. He took out a sharp weapon and pressed down the tip of the knife through the entire palm of the person in front of him. Blood gushed out and dyed the carpet red when it dripped.
The pain tore at his nerves. The incident happened so suddenly that the man's pupils shrank and became a little dilated. Fei Yu covered his mouth first, blocking all the shouts back into his throat.
Feiyu drew out her dagger and pressed it against the man in front of her neck. He didn't loosen his grip on his mouth. "Now it's your turn to be the scapegoat."
Fei Yu grabbed his arm and dragged him to the dining room. If the consciousness was to appear, this person would definitely not be able to continue living safely. After all, the method was just a little different.
"Eat it." Fei Yu pulled out a chair and pressed down on his shoulders to prevent him from escaping. Although he was finally able to speak normally, the pale-faced rich second generation did not dare to call for help, fearing that the person behind him would stab him through.
Following Fei Yu's words, he looked at the food on the table. He hesitated to open his mouth because he realized something was wrong. The pain and bleeding wounds made him unable to exert any extra strength, and he couldn't get rid of it.
But Fei Yu obviously didn't have that much patience for this guy. He picked up the plate on the table and put it directly into the NPC's mouth with a neat movement. The rich second generation bit his lips tightly, his eyes showing panic.
Fei Yu ruthlessly pinched the jaw of the person in front of him and forced him to open his mouth. He didn't use any strength. The NPC felt that his jaw was about to be dislocated. All the food slid into his mouth. Under the oppressive pressure, he could only swallow it awkwardly.
When Fei Yu finally let go of her hand, he barely got the chance to stop and catch his breath. The rich second generation coughed violently, so loudly that it seemed as if he wanted to vomit out all the undigested food in his stomach. The food residue on the ground mixed with blood.
His vision became extremely blurred. The rich second generation squinted his eyes. After his vision returned to normal, he could see something that seemed to be crawling vaguely on the ground. It was some tubular filaments. He stepped back in horror.
"What the hell is this..." The rich second generation felt his throat was unbearably itchy before he could finish his words. He swallowed with difficulty and couldn't help but scratch his neck a few times, but it was still of no use.
Fei Yu saw the mycelium overflowing from his mouth and slowly climbing along the skin to other areas. The rich second generation vaguely felt the itch on his face. He raised his hand to touch the thin filaments and pulled them in front of his eyes.
...It was hyphae, the hyphae that spread out from his mouth and took up residence in his body.
The terrified NPC looked at Fei Yu for help, tears streaming down his face. He rushed to the man, but was stopped by the gun pressed against his forehead. He tried to ignore the strange feeling in his throat: "Help me..."
"You know there's something wrong with this food! You, you all know it! Why are you forcing me to eat this?!" He shouted and pounced on me, his voice distorted and unclear because his throat was filled with mycelium.
Fei Yu dodged to the side, raised his gun, and hit him hard on the head with the butt of the gun. The dizzy NPC fell to the ground on the spot.
The NPC stopped moving, and the hyphae took advantage of the situation to wrap around his body, greedily absorbing nutrients. His skin and flesh soon sank, and he became so thin that his bones were exposed. The hyphae intertwined on the surface of his skin like a cage.
A small amount of hyphae was still spreading outwards and reached the front of the jade. He looked at it indifferently, turned the tip of the knife, and ruthlessly cut off the hyphae that was about to touch his arm.
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