Ye Youbai: “…”
She understood why the rules said she was not allowed to go into the pavilion or touch anything in it.
Because the wooden table will fall over and the pavilion will collapse...
Ye Youbai stood on the road, took out a three-seater sofa, and motioned Xiaohong and Apia to sit together. They had walked on the mountain road for such a long time, it was time to take a break.
After sitting down, Ye Youbai remembered to look at the two notes in his hand. After a casual glance, Ye Youbai found that the handwriting on the two notes was completely different, as if they were left by two different people.
Only then did she carefully read the first note.
【I am a member of the Shanqingshuixiu Village patrol team.】
[I patrol diligently every day to protect the beautiful mountains and rivers.]
My responsibility is to patrol the area around the village and the only road leading up the mountain.
The rules passed down from our ancestors in our village forbid us from interacting with strangers, especially those who are walking on the only path leading up the mountain.
[But while on patrol, we often encountered strange people holding phones and constantly shouting things like "old friend, 666, like, gift," etc. In between these words, they would point a strange little thing at me and ask me some strange questions.]
Because our village has its own rules, I won't say much to them. I'll just tell them that if they follow this path, they'll reach the place they want to go—the Soul Temple.
[In fact, the earliest Soul Temple was not called the Soul Temple, but the Cloud Ghost Temple. As for why it was renamed, I don’t know.]
【......】
People in our village eat together. Every day there is an extra dish on the table, but we don’t eat that dish.
[Let me tell you a secret: those dishes are for the guests staying at the Shanqingshui Hotel.]
The water in Shuixiu Spring is drinkable, sweet and delicious. We drink it every day.
[The Soul Temple seems to have always been there, yet it also seems to not exist.]
These are all the contents on the first note. After reading this note, Ye Youbai actually had a rough idea of the situation here.
She had met those people on the road before, who said they were from the Shanqingshuixiucun patrol team. What they did every day should be what was written on the paper.
What are the rules passed down from ancestors in Shanqingshuixiu Village, besides not being able to talk to outsiders?
It seems that the villagers in these beautiful villages also need to abide by the rules.
Also, is there a Shanqingshui Hotel here?
Should it be called the Mass Grave Hotel now?
Looking at the miserable state of the pavilion next to it, she felt that the Shanqingshuixiu Hotel should not be much better.
Others may be sleep paralyzed by ghosts while they are sleeping, but don’t let their house collapse while they are sleeping.
After thinking about this, Ye Youbai opened the second note.
But the note was covered in blood, and many of the words were no longer legible because they were covered in blood. Only a few scattered words could be seen, which might have formed a sentence.
[Run... Shanqing... They...]
[Hotel...Strange...Problems...]
[Cloud Ghost...is not...the end...]
There should be several sentences written on this piece of paper, but only these few words can be seen clearly, and only the last sentence is complete.
Don't believe anything.
"Don't believe in anything?"
Ye Youbai looked at the last sentence on the note. This sentence was exactly the same as the tenth rule on the sign.
There are no signs of changes on this note, but there are signs of changes on the sign. Could it be that the person who wrote the note changed it?
"Why is the last sentence on this note the same as the tenth sentence in the rules?"
"Could it be to prove that this news is very important? After all, important things should be said three times."
“That’s only twice.”
"Don't worry about the details."
"Perhaps they keep emphasizing this to make you feel that this information is extremely important. It's this strange rule dungeon that's confusing you."
"That seems to make some sense, but only a little."
After Ye Youbai finished reading the note in his hand, he looked up at the sky again.
When she looked up at the sky, she frowned slightly. It said that the stars in the sky would twinkle, and the position of the moon would change with the passage of time.
But now, the stars are not twinkling, and the position of the moon has not changed at all, as if the sky here is a curtain.
"Is it possible that there is no distinction between day and night in the Mass Grave Mound Mountain? Is everything an illusion?" Ye Youbai murmured, looking at the pitch-black sky thoughtfully.
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