☆, Chapter 30 Death Game
Yu Jiuyin was stunned. He thought for a long time but couldn't think of the right words to describe Rongqing.
He was beautiful, yet delicate yet eerie. He was gentle, yet beneath that gentleness lay a strength that could not be underestimated. The point was, Rongqing truly was born a demon. When Xu Wang mentioned it before, Yu Jiuyin had thought it was an exaggeration, but now that he had seen it, he believed it. Apart from anything else, the suppressed demonic energy within him was enough to terrify even a ghost immortal.
The always lively Lingling hid behind Yu Jiuyin and didn't dare to come out. But Guiwa was very brave and looked at Rongqing curiously.
"You've grown up, do you still remember me?" Rongqing waved.
The ghost doll came closer and, upon sensing the familiar ghostly aura from Rongqing, immediately betrayed Yu Jiuyin and happily threw herself into Rongqing's arms. She even rubbed against him coquettishly, trying to get some more benefits from Rongqing.
He could still vaguely remember that it was Rongqing who gave him a wisp of ghost energy, which enabled him to condense his soul body.
Rong Qing also really liked the ghost doll. He took a bead from his pocket and put it around the ghost doll's neck. The warm and cold air made the ghost doll feel very comfortable.
"Haste makes waste. This is to help you get rid of your resentment. When you've had enough of it, go to paradise. Do you understand?"
Guiwa didn't quite understand what was said, but he could sense Rongqing's kindness. So he happily accepted the gift and introduced his friends to Rongqing.
Rongqing treated everyone equally, giving each of Lingdang's siblings a similar bead. However, Lingdang's was a bracelet, featuring a string of beautiful silver bells, similar to Yu Jiuyin's spirit-calling bell, used to summon spirits. As for Lingdang's brother, his was a collar, like the ghost doll's, but with a more subdued design.
You can tell at first glance that it was carefully prepared.
Ghost children are most sensitive to good and evil, so within five minutes, under the guidance of the ghost child, the brothers and sisters Lingdang became familiar with Rongqing. Lingdang was even bold enough to stand on Rongqing's shoulder and touch his face.
Yu Jiuyin suddenly felt the sadness of an empty-nest old father abandoned by his children.
So, Yu Jiuyin narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to call back the three bells.
"Go play first, Mr. Rong and I have something to discuss."
"Yeah." The three little ones were all well-behaved. After Yu Jiuyin said this, they obediently went to the back to play by themselves.
Yu Jiuyin and Rongqing in the room also brought the conversation back to the main topic.
"This is the note I received today. The Taoist priest asking for help sent a signal through A, but I didn't see anyone when I went there. There is only this hot spring egg that is specifically for you." Yu Jiuyin said as he showed Rongqing the note and hot spring egg in his hand.
However, after seeing it, the smile on Rongqing's face slowly faded.
"Can I ask what happened?" Yu Jiuyin sensitively sensed something was wrong.
"It's better not to. It's very dangerous." Rong Qing slowly shook his head. "Thank you for helping him carry his things. I'll leave if you're fine."
He was so preoccupied that even the movements of maneuvering his wheelchair seemed particularly absent-minded. Yu Jiuyin subconsciously stopped him.
"Do you need help? According to the rules of the metaphysical world, when life and death are at stake, all Celestial Masters must help each other." Yu Jiuyin had never been one to meddle in other people's affairs, but not this time. He had received the gift left for Rongqing, and this incident indirectly linked him to Rongqing. For those in the ghost realm, the most taboo was to disregard cause and effect. So, whether out of morality or human feelings, Yu Jiuyin couldn't just sit back and watch.
But Rong Qing shook his head and refused, "No, it's really dangerous. Besides, don't you ever read the Tianshi Forum?"
"What is that for?"
Rongqing sighed and motioned Yu Jiuyin to hand over the phone.
"Although I'm not a member of the Metaphysics Association, I have many friends in the association, so I know something about this A. Look at this." Rong Qing opened the forum area of Tianshi A, and at the same time opened the door to a new world for Yu Jiuyin.
It turns out that the Heavenly Master A in Yu Jiuyin's hands not only assists in accepting ghost exorcism tasks, but can also be said to be a communication bridge between the Metaphysics Association and the Heavenly Masters of various schools. There is a forum in A. Yu Jiuyin clicked on it and found many posts. Among them, the top popular post is called "Guess when the most bizarre task will be completed"
When I clicked on it, I saw that it was talking about him.
But Rongqing wanted Yu Jiuyin to pay attention to another post.
Have you heard about the death game that's been hidden deep online recently?
"What is this?" Yu Jiuyin was puzzled.
"It's the case I'm investigating right now. The person who asked you to bring something for me is my friend and my partner in investigating the case. He entered the game before me, but I haven't been able to find him since a week ago. As far as I know, many people in the Metaphysics Association want to investigate this case in depth, but all those who got involved are now missing. You'll understand after reading the post."
"Let me take a look." Yu Jiuyin was interested in Rongqing's explanation.
Although the profession of Heavenly Master encompasses all walks of life and death, it ultimately involves dealing with ghosts, gods, and the question of life and death. Yu Jiuyin was eager to know what kind of death game could possibly have dragged Heavenly Masters, who constantly walked on the brink of life and death, into this trap.
In addition, let's not talk about the Metaphysics Association, let's just talk about the police's ability. If this game really involved human lives, the police should have already identified the mastermind through online investigations. How could they allow such a game to be released and pollute the public?
But he had just read the beginning when a chill ran down his spine. At the same time, the responses from many celestial masters on the forum also made Yu Jiuyin realize that this game might not be that simple.
"My elders and I have calculated many times, but we still can't figure out the location of the mastermind behind this. I feel like this person is a metaphysical person."
"It doesn't matter if it's metaphysical, I just worry it's not human. I have friends in the system, and they told me that all the phone numbers, websites, and chat apps mentioned in this game have turned up nothing useful."
"That's like a cyber demon that appears and disappears without a trace."
"No, that's not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that this evil spirit is also deadly. The following is the information a friend of mine obtained after infiltrating the outer perimeter. I'm posting it on the forum for everyone to share. Also, this friend of mine is now missing."
This floor master's friend had clearly participated in the game. The series of seemingly ordinary commands revealed a deep well of ill intention.
On the first day, use a chisel to write "Hela" on the most important place in your heart to represent your admiration for the goddess.
The next day, I woke up at 3:30 in the morning and watched the most terrifying horror movie.
On the third day, the goddess senses your desire, so you must pay deeper devotion such as fresh blood.
On the fourth day, worship the female character and write "Hela" 5,000 times on a piece of paper. Note that the font and structure must be the same as in the picture.
On the fifth day, it's time to show your resolve to the goddess. Carve Hela's name on your arm. If you can't do it, punish yourself severely for not being a good believer.
On the sixth day, show your dedication to the goddess again by carving Hela's name with a chisel until blood sheds profusely. Only then will the mission be considered complete.
On the seventh day, you become a follower of the Goddess of Death. You must learn to overcome your fear and find a suitable place to play a game. If you succeed, it means that the Goddess has recognized you.
The mission abruptly ended there, and the infiltrated Heavenly Master vanished. On the forum, most people were discussing how this seemingly bizarre game could lead to death. However, Yu Jiuyin discerned that this death game wasn't the work of ghosts or gods, but rather a brainwashing cult that incited suicide.
Hela is the Queen of the Underworld and goddess of death in Norse mythology. She also controls aging and disease. Despite her human form, one side of her face is as gentle and beautiful as a god, while the other is as rotten and hideous as a demon.
The ultimate goal of this game is to find Hela. But Hela is a goddess of death, and when you really find her, it will be the time of your death.
Moreover, based on this record, Yu Jiuyin was almost certain that the culprit behind this, whether it was a human or a ghost, was at least a psychologist with some real skills.
He brainwashed participants step by step through the tasks he set up, ultimately forcing them to give up their desire to survive. The pre-tasks involved repeated self-harm and stimulating risk-taking, designed to increase the body's tolerance for pain and reduce participants' fear of death, ultimately leading to a loss of their instinct for self-preservation.
Once a person loses the instinct of self-protection, death will come extremely quickly.
"So you see, this is a very dangerous case." Rong Qing sighed. "My friend was warned by his elders not to investigate further when he got involved in the case. He didn't listen, and now his whereabouts are unknown."
"Then do you know exactly when your friend disappeared?"
"2 a.m. this morning."
"It's the hour of Chou." Yu Jiuyin took out a copper coin and calculated it, then frowned.
"Not so good?"
"Yes." Yu Jiuyin took a deep breath and explained to Rongqing, "There are several ways to predict fortune. One is to randomly say a word, and the other is to determine good or bad luck based on the time of day. Your friend lost contact at the hour of Chou, so it means he's safe. But the word Chou has a knife on top of the word Tu. If the knife is cut, the person will be buried in the earth. Isn't this the best way to rest in peace? I'm afraid your friend is in great danger."
After Yu Jiuyin finished speaking, Tianshi A suddenly made a sound. He looked down and saw an obituary.
"The Celestial Master Luo Qiu Passes Away"
"Is it him?" Yu Jiuyin looked at Rongqing.
Rong Qing didn't say anything, but Yu Jiuyin could sense his sadness. There was no doubt that Rong Qing's friend was gone.
"Do you want to continue investigating?" Yu Jiuyin asked after a long silence.
"Yes." Rong Qing nodded. "Luo Qiu's death couldn't have been in vain. I at least need to understand what tricked him. Besides, I'm already in the game, so it's hard to escape unscathed. Everyone in this game has a special number. My game is still ongoing."
“So where are you in the game right now?”
"Step seven."
Isn't that Bu Yujiuyin, the forum moderator friend who disappeared? He grabbed Rongqing's wrist and lifted his sleeve. He saw a freshly scabbed wound on Rongqing's arm, which was particularly creepy.
This is a line of English name "Hela" written in a special arrangement of fonts. However, from another angle, you can clearly see that these fonts have changed into another shape: "Die"
Naked mental hypnosis.
Rongqing had no intention of hiding anything and directly took out his mobile phone to show Yu Jiuyin. There was an instruction received that morning on it.
"You have passed the test of piety. Now accept your first mission."
"At two o'clock in the morning, go to the deepest alley on Huaming Road. Bring your camera and record the whole process. Oh, and remember to put on your makeup, because no one wants to see your ugly face."
"What kind of makeup?" Yu Jiuyin instinctively felt that there wouldn't be anything good in it.
"symmetry."
"What's the meaning"
"He wants me to make both sides of my face look exactly the same and symmetrical." Rong Qing said, and found an earlier message to show Yu Jiuyin, which contained the makeup requirements for the Death Game.
Yu Jiuyin took a look and felt an indescribable chill behind him. It wasn't because of fear, but because of the evil and unpredictable nature of human hearts.
The word "symmetry" is perfect in most situations. But when it comes to a person's face, it's a different story. For most people, a completely symmetrical face can be considered terrifying and eerie.
However, the death game requires that all participants must make up their faces to be completely symmetrical. The game time is between 12:00 and 4:30 in the morning.
Wearing a ghost face and playing those supernatural games, after a long time, won't you think of yourself as a ghost?
The word "brainwashing" suddenly appeared in Yu Jiuyin's mind again.
"You're going tonight?" Yu Jiuyin disagreed. Although Rongqing was a ghost, his current condition was very bad. His body was so severely infected by the ghost energy that he could only sit in a wheelchair. At first glance, he looked like a thin young man.
Furthermore, this game was incredibly bizarre. Who knew what might be in the marked areas? Of course, Yu Jiuyin wasn't worried about Rong Qing encountering any evil spirits; he was only worried about Rong Qing running into someone with ulterior motives. Then, even escaping would be difficult.
"It's okay." Rong Qing shook his head, "I'll tell you when I get back."
But Yu Jiuyin instinctively objected, "No. I'll go with you."
"You're not afraid"
"I am a Heavenly Master."
But in this game, the dead and missing were all the Heavenly Masters of the Metaphysics Association. So what exactly was Yu Jiuyin thinking? Rong Qing looked at Yu Jiuyin with a strange look for a long time, then slowly nodded, "Okay."
That night, Yu Jiuyin and Rongqing, who had put on her makeup, arrived at the agreed place, an alley on Huaming Road.
Yu Jiuyin and Rongqing had researched this place before arriving, and unexpectedly discovered it was a site of urban legend. Legend has it that a murder once occurred at the end of this alley. Later, every full-moon night, a ghost wall would appear here. Those caught by the unjustly murdered ghost would be trapped within the ghost wall, accompanying the spirit for eternity.
The planner of the death game chose this kind of place as the venue, so there is no doubt that he had ulterior motives.
Yu Jiuyin became more alert.
On Rongqing's side, he had just gotten out of the car when his phone rang, "You don't keep your promise, why didn't you come here by yourself?"
Rongqing, "My legs can't walk."
"The one who came with you is also a believer."
"No, he is my brother. He was worried about me being alone so he sent me here." Rong Qing's voice was very low. Because of his disguise, he looked even more cowardly and did not have the usual seemingly soft strength.
Yu Jiuyin, on the other hand, was the complete opposite, radiating beauty and confidence. With such an outstanding brother in tow, the younger brother would only become more shady. And for the planners of the death game, such leniency was precisely the kind of player they preferred.
"Very good, then let your brother wait for you here, and you go in by yourself. Remember, all experiences must be recorded in full. If you want to see Goddess Hela, you have to show your sincerity." The person on the other end of the phone coaxed.
"I know." Rongqing was still afraid, but his desire for redemption was even stronger. Finally, he hung up the phone and stumbled into the alley in his wheelchair.
In the pitch-black alley, the sound of the wheelchair's wheels scraping against the ground seemed particularly abrupt and eerie. Rongqing seemed to be extremely frightened, and his body began to tremble non-stop.
Waiting always feels incredibly long, especially when stranded in a deserted alley like this. After an unknown amount of time, the moon finally came out, and a shadow stretched from under the wheelchair behind him, finally falling to the ground. Rongqing took a deep breath and slowly pushed the wheelchair with stiff fingers. With each push, he whispered the pseudonym he had given during the game.
"Yi Qing"
"Yi Qing"
"Yi Qing"
Every step he took was a sound. When he reached the thirteenth step, the wheelchair stopped. Rong Qing looked down at the ground and found that his shadow had suddenly changed.
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