Chapter 269 Jinjiang (1)
Before coming to Baizhi Lake, the rescue team had already learned about the situation here from the person in charge, and knew that what they were about to face was a deserted village where all the villagers had already died.
Under this assumption, the desolate village covered with moss and weeds did not surprise the rescue team members. Instead, the current situation made them feel as if the cold air from the mountains had seeped into their clothes, making them shiver with cold.
No one spoke.
Everyone lay crouching in the grass or hiding in the deserted house nearby, quietly watching the wooden puppets passing by outside, waiting for them to leave the area.
There are no stars or moon tonight.
In order to prevent the wooden puppet from noticing Master Bai because of the light, the official person in charge extinguished the candle in Master Bai's room before leaving.
The last bit of light disappeared, and the deserted village was plunged into complete darkness.
Only the cold wind blew in through the broken windows, making a whimpering sound like a ghost crying.
The official in charge held his breath and watched the wooden puppet slowly walk in front of him. He took this opportunity to quickly observe the puppet, wanting to know what it was.
Is it a humanoid object possessed by an evil spirit?
The official person in charge recalled what happened many years ago. The plaster model was inhabited by an evil ghost who had died tragically and had committed several murders. In the morning, all that was left at the crime scene was a floor full of broken flesh and organs, and the room, along with the plaster model, was splattered with blood.
It was also at that time that he realized that some human-shaped objects carefully carved by craftsmen would become the home of many ghosts because they were empty inside and had no souls or flesh.
The human-shaped sculptures that passers-by ignore as they pass by may very well contain evil spirits.
But similar things gradually stopped happening since about twenty years ago.
The official in charge also curiously asked the exorcist why the cases of evil spirits occupying human-shaped objects, which used to happen frequently, are becoming less and less common now? Occasionally, he vaguely remembered that he had not seen such a case for a long time.
The answer given by the exorcist at that time was that it was because most of the human-shaped objects nowadays came from factory assembly lines. They did not spend a long time in contact with humans during the production process to absorb the yang energy and vitality scattered by humans, nor did they have the hard work and expectations infused by craftsmen, so they were just cold and dead objects.
However, the ghost exorcist did not deny it 100%.
He said there was one exception.
——A human-shaped statue carved from a locust tree.
Sophora japonica, there is a ghost next to the tree.
This kind of tree is extremely cold in nature, which is consistent with the habits and needs of ghosts, so it is a good container for ghosts to live in.
Not to mention it's a human-shaped statue.
People often like to compare the growth of trees to that of people. Trees themselves contain vitality and symbolize new life.
If a ghost lives in a wooden statue, over time it can use the tree to become a human-like thing again, get rid of its identity as an evil ghost, deceive heaven and earth, and walk in the human world.
By that time, even many ghost exorcists who are not very skilled will be helpless against such ghosts.
When seeing these wooden puppets, the official person in charge couldn't help but think of what he had heard from the ghost exorcist before, and he couldn't help but worry.
He turned his head to look at the Taoist priest beside him and gestured to ask him whether it was as he imagined.
However, this Taoist priest was originally in charge of other matters in Haiyun Temple and had rarely cooperated with special departments before. Unlike Taoist Priest Ma or Taoist Priest Song, they had already developed a tacit understanding with the official persons in charge.
Therefore, the Taoist priest was filled with questions when he saw the official person in charge gesticulating.
What are you doing?
The Taoist priest thought the person in charge was worried, so he made a reassuring gesture to him and told him not to worry. As long as he didn't make any noise and pretended to be a grass, the wooden puppets outside would not be able to find them.
What the official person in charge saw was that the Taoist priest affirmed his statement.
He suddenly became worried.
That ebony statue before...was it used to guard against these ghosts?
But the young people who were visiting took away the ebony statue. Now the statue has disappeared in Haiyun Temple. No matter how hard the Taoist priests searched for it, they couldn’t find it. So what should they use to suppress it?
The Taoist priests who stayed in Haiyun Temple and were responsible for questioning the young people also tried divination to determine the location of the ebony statue, or asked the statue enshrined in the main hall, or asked their colleagues to ask the ancestors in the altar to tell them the location of the statue.
The entire Haiyun Temple was evacuated urgently when the number of tourists was the highest. The door was tightly closed, and a solemn ritual was performed. A sufficient amount of incense was offered, and every possible means was tried to respectfully invite back the ebony statue.
The Taoist priest who initially accepted the statue but didn't pay much attention to it, was so anxious that he started crying.
An adult man with an extraordinary demeanor, crying inconsolably with a face that could scare away a group of ghosts. Even the special department personnel who rushed to assist found the scene really dazed.
But all their efforts were in vain.
Even several Taoist priests and spirit mediums who wanted to ask gods for help were injured by the backlash of power. It seemed that the gods they asked were angry and blamed them for trying to spy on the secrets of heaven.
The abbot watched as the Taoist priest who was vomiting blood was being carried away in a panic in the courtyard. From the door behind him, he could hear the cries of pilgrims for help. The entire Haiyun Temple was in chaos and everyone was in a state of panic.
However, the Supervisory Yuan made a shocking guess based on this.
He instructed the Taoist priests around him to pay attention to the affairs within Haiyun Temple and to follow the news of the Taoist priests who were later sent to Baizhi Lake.
Then he turned and went to the room where Taoist Li was in meditation.
Even for Taoist priests, entering into a state of meditation is not as easy as it seems. Many Taoist priests cannot find the way to enter into a state of meditation in their entire lives.
With the development of modernization, entertainment methods are dazzling, which greatly distracts people's concentration. When ordinary people come to Taoist temples to experience spiritual practice, they become restless and want to touch their mobile phones or play games after meditating for only a few minutes.
Even though the Taoist priests are relatively indifferent to these things, it is still more difficult for practitioners to enter into a state of meditation than before.
Even Taoist Master Li, who is currently recognized as the most powerful person in Haiyun Temple, can only enter into a state of meditation two or three times a year.
But for some reason, after Taoist Li came back from Guishan, he entered into a state of meditation frequently and was often able to feel the heaven and earth.
From the initial few hours and days in meditation, to now several months in meditation.
Taoist Priest Li spends almost all his time immersed in communicating with heaven and earth.
The abbot saw this situation and was worried that a catastrophe was about to happen, which was why the heaven and earth were moving so frequently. But at the same time, he felt a little relieved because of the existence of Taoist Li.
If a catastrophe really strikes, the presence of someone like Taoist Priest Li will still give people a sense of security as if they have found a backbone.
Even though the Supervisor has been in office for decades, the means and power he has accumulated over the years of dealing with and coordinating with various parties are far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But when he faces something so huge that it is beyond his understanding and ability, he still feels reassured because of the presence of his elders.
With elders around, there is someone to hold up the sky, and he doesn't have to face the collapse of the world alone.
The abbot calmed down a little, stopped at the door of Taoist Li, called Taoist Li in a low voice, and told him his guess.
Although the abbot knew very well that in most cases of meditation, people would lose their awareness of things around them and instead try to understand and communicate with the heaven and earth, even if he spoke more and louder, Taoist Li might not be able to hear him.
But he believed that heaven and earth had their own arrangements.
Tao follows nature.
If Heaven and Earth want Taoist Li to hear his voice... then Taoist Li will hear it.
"Uncle Master... an ebony statue was lost in the temple. It was picked up by a child near Baizhi Lake in the southwest. It is suspected to be a talisman, but it is impossible to find out which deity the statue is carved from. All methods have been ineffective."
The dean sighed and said, "So, I wonder if that ebony statue is really the real body of a ghost or god that has been passed down?"
Otherwise, why are the gods silent, heaven and earth angry, and not allowing ordinary people to explore at will?
The only thing that the abbot could imagine that could achieve this level was the true form of a ghost or god.
Because of his position, the abbot knows much more information than ordinary people.
While ordinary people were still playing happily and living peacefully, the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple came one after another to fill the gaps left by the collapse of the great road, trying their best to keep ghosts and monsters out of the world of ordinary people.
The abbot grew up in such a period. He saw off his master, uncle, and fellow Taoist priests. He also buried his descendants with his own hands, held afterlife ceremonies for his disciples' disciples, and silently wished for those deceased Taoist priests.
They do not cultivate for the next life, but only for the sentient beings of this world.
The abbot was very clear about one thing - something had happened to the Great Dao, even the gods and ghosts had disappeared, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Under such circumstances, an ebony statue that was suspected to be the real body of a ghost or god suddenly appeared, in such a sensitive area as the southwest.
The abbot couldn't help but think more.
He stood in front of Taoist Li's door and told him all his guesses and concerns. Then, after a long silence, he bowed to the still closed door, turned around and prepared to go back to the front yard to take charge of the situation again.
In view of the situation sent back from the Baizhi Lake site and the fact that everyone on the program crew was still asleep during the live broadcast, Haiyun Temple has urgently ended all tours and viewings for ordinary people and mobilized all the Taoist priests who could still move to rush to Baizhi Lake for reinforcement.
But even so, there is still a serious shortage of manpower.
It is true that Haiyun Temple is one of the best Taoist temples in China, but it is definitely not the image of three thousand Taoist priests in the minds of ordinary people.
There are only about a hundred Taoist priests residing in the temple.
After all, in this day and age, there are very few people who are willing to put aside all worldly affairs, endure hardships and devote themselves to spiritual practice.
Haiyun Temple is even more picky. Taoists without real skills and knowledge cannot stay in Haiyun Temple to handle the affairs that are gathered from all over the country.
Although compared to many Taoist temples that only have two or three Taoists, Haiyun Temple is already a large-scale Taoist temple.
However, among them, there are still many Taoists who are not strong enough to stand on their own, and some who have been injured before and have not yet fully recovered.
In addition, at the end of the year, everyone has to deal with the accumulated chores, and evil spirits also take advantage of this time to arise...
There are even fewer Taoist priests that the abbot can transfer to Baizhi Lake.
He was thinking about calling Taoist Song who had gone to the wrong place and asking him where he was now.
But just as the abbot was thinking this casually, he suddenly heard a slight voice coming from behind him.
“Squeak…”
The dean opened his eyes wide in disbelief and turned around to look quickly.
But Taoist Li was seen standing behind the door which was gradually opening. He had his hands behind his back, looking energetic. His hair and beard were all white, but his face was ruddy and his eyes were bright.
"Uncle-master..." the dean murmured subconsciously.
Taoist Priest Li snorted heavily: "You are the one who keeps chattering in front of my door every day? Do you know that you are very noisy?"
"The true form of a ghost or god? There is such a thing!"
Without waiting for the dean to react, Taoist Li raised the sleeves of his Taoist robe and strode out.
Although Taoist Priest Li is over a hundred years old, his back is still as straight as a mountain, supporting the hope of the entire Haiyun Temple.
No matter what difficulties the Taoist priests faced, as long as they thought of Taoist Priest Li, even if they died, they could close their eyes with a smile, knowing that someone would continue what they had not completed.
And now, the abbot stared blankly at the back of Taoist Li. Although he was already middle-aged, he couldn't help but feel his eyes sore and moist. He felt a sense of security that his elders were still around.
Taoist Li noticed that the person behind him had not caught up with him. He turned around in confusion and saw the abbot standing there like a little fool.
He immediately scolded: "What are you doing standing there? Do you think you are a tree waiting to bloom?"
"But what about Song Yi's child?"
Taoist Priest Li roared with full force: "Let him come over here!"
——No matter how prestigious and respectable the Taoist priests are outside, no matter how respectable and respectable they are, in the eyes of Taoist Priest Li, they are all children.
Taoist Priest Li still remembers the scenes many years ago when they were punished by standing in the corner crying because they could not even recognize the words in the classics.
Taoist Song Yi, who was outside, almost had his eardrums shattered by the roar on the other end of the phone as soon as he picked up the phone.
"Master? You're coming out?"
Taoist Master Song Yi couldn't contain his surprise.
But Master Li's penetrating voice still spread outside, scaring the passengers around Master Song Yi.
"If you don't come out, the sky will fall!"
Taoist Priest Li said disdainfully: "You are as useless as Xingxing, tsk."
Taoist Song Yi lowered his head guiltily.
The Taoist priest, who was originally so serious and imposing that the passengers only dared to take a few furtive glances and then quickly lowered their heads, not daring to offend, now held his mobile phone and explained his whereabouts and purpose to the other party in a nice voice.
This made the passengers around prick up their ears silently, and they tried to get closer to hear more.
Passenger: This is... going to save the world?
Passenger: It doesn’t seem like that. When I watch Hollywood movies, the people who save the world have very cool cars. At the very least, they can drive their cars for a bit to be cool and wild. But, taking a train to save the world???
Passenger: Isn't this a bit too down-to-earth? Taoist priest, where is your sword? Where is the flying sword you promised to fly?
Even the owner of the bankrupt clothing factory who was sitting in the seat inside Master Song Yi, felt as if the world had become magical after seeing the stark contrast between Master Song Yi before and after.
But when he thought about it calmly, he felt that if the plastic models in his warehouse could eat people and wild dogs, what else could not happen?
While Master Song was concentrating on making the phone call, the passengers around him saw that Master Song was much more well-behaved than before, so they bravely raised their heads and observed him curiously.
Some people even secretly took photos and posted them on their social media accounts.
@User 123: I always feel like I am involved in something incredible. I can meet a Taoist priest while riding a high-speed train. What's even more outrageous is that this Taoist priest is going to save the world! I am also a hero who saves the world.
The accompanying picture is a candid photo of Taoist Master Song Yi.
Although this person doesn't have many fans, he didn't expect that the Taoist label he casually added would become popular recently because of Yan Shixun.
Many people closely linked the Taoist priest with Haiyun Temple, and many oats regularly squatted under the label, watching the Taoist priest's daily life with relish, and felt that they understood Yan Shixun a little better.
Oat: I understand Taoists = I am a Taoist = I am from Haiyun Temple, so rounding off, I am also a member of Brother Yan’s family!
The photos sent by this passenger were quickly noticed by the Oats.
Someone recognized him immediately - isn't this the Taoist priest Song who often appears on the show?
"Save the world? Master Song? Ah... Could it be that something happened to Brother Yan again?"
"No way? I'm still watching the live broadcast. They are fine now. They are just sleeping because they are tired."
"If something goes wrong again this time, wouldn't it be a grand slam? Director Zhang is too unlucky, isn't he winning every time?"
"Pfft, Director Zhang, why don't you consider buying a lottery ticket? I think encountering a ghost is something that a normal person would experience once in their lifetime, but Director Zhang wins every time. What kind of person is this? Is he a rebel against the will of heaven?"
"Director Zhang, another level of deification."
The passenger was just posting it for fun, as a record of his life, but he didn't expect so many people to see it, and it was quickly jacked up in popularity by Oatmeal.
Some people also recognized that Taoist Priest Song was the Taoist priest who was reminded by Binhai City Transportation for "flying with a sword" when the road to Binhai University was closed.
"Could it be that this Taoist priest is really going to save the world? He was there last time at Binhai University."
"I remember now! This Taoist priest jumped off the bridge right in front of my car! My dad was almost scared to death. Later I heard that he was the Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple. He was a staunch atheist, but this year he went to Haiyun Temple to burn incense. He said he wanted to ask if Haiyun Temple was in charge of marriage and to ask for a handsome boy for me."
"...Haiyun Temple has many businesses, but it only deals with marriage."
"Well, big sister, don't you know that Haiyun Temple is a famous Taoist temple for singles among the ghost exorcists? No one has been married in their temple for more than a hundred years."
"The statue of the Three Pure Ones enshrined in Haiyun Temple: My disciples and I are all single, and I am offering you a marriage? You are dreaming."
"It's over, girl. You're asking for a marriage partner. Looks like you'll be single this year."
“…”
“Hahahahahaha!”
Some people also curiously asked the passenger who posted the dynamic whether he knew what Taoist Song Yi was going to do. Was he really going to save the world? Could it be related to the popular travel variety show recently?
The passenger never thought that he would become so popular. He even made it to the real-time hot search list and created the hashtag #Take the train to save the world#.
He was quite flattered, so he quickly stretched his ears towards Master Song Yi, wanting to hear clearly what Master Song Yi was saying.
But Taoist Song Yi hung up the phone at this moment, and the train stopped at Binhai City.
Taoist Master Song stood up and glanced at the passenger as if he had sensed something.
The passenger was startled and immediately huddled back behind his seat, feeling guilty.
Taoist Master Song didn't care, but helped the unlucky clothing factory owner next to him out of the car.
His original destination was to go directly to Baizhi Lake, but he didn't expect to meet someone who was related to the kidnapping of Xie Lin's sister. After listening to the description of the clothing factory owner, Taoist Song Yi couldn't bear to leave him behind.
Besides, Taoist Song Yi also heard from the official person in charge that Xie Lin was in this filming, so after a slight hesitation, he decided to get off in Binhai City and follow the owner of the clothing factory to see his abandoned warehouse first.
Most importantly - the plastic models in the warehouse that had devoured the flesh and blood of stray dogs and cats.
Taoist Master Song Yi also told the abbot and official leaders about this matter.
Although the official person in charge has not responded yet, the dean immediately relayed the news that Taoist Priest Ma had sent back to him, informing him that the bone-replacing technique had been discovered in the southwest.
Taoist Song Yi couldn't help but be shocked and immediately thought of those plastic models.
If it is true as the owner of the clothing factory said, that those plastic models do not have an entrance to communicate with the outside world, but are complete models made of one piece of plastic, then the flesh and blood existing in the plastic does seem unreasonable.
Things that cannot be explained by science can still be explained by the science of the old times.
There are ghosts.
Taoist Master Song and the owner of the clothing factory immediately rushed to the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.
According to the owner of the garment factory, he and his family have always disliked that place as it was unlucky because a kidnapping case and a death had occurred there.
People nearby don't dare to get close. It is said that they see ghosts haunting the warehouse in the middle of the night. It is said that the kidnappers and the little girl who died tragically that year are unwilling to repent, so they are wandering around there.
If the owner of the clothing factory was not experiencing cash flow problems and urgently needed to liquidate his non-performing assets, he would not have thought of the warehouse again, let alone had nightmares one after another and was frightened out of his wits.
"Master, you don't know, that nightmare was so scary, it was all bloody."
The owner of the clothing factory was frowning. "I also looked for a spirit medium I knew, wanting to see if there was a ghost following me, or if there was a ghost haunting my house. But after the spirit medium looked at me, he said he couldn't do anything about it, saying it was a matter of ghosts and gods, and it was not for the spirit medium to intervene."
"But I'm already this age, I can't stand sleeping every day."
When the garment factory owner said this, the dark circles under his eyes were very convincing: "In that nightmare, I always saw a little girl singing, blood all around, and a man was chopped in half, and he crawled over to pull my legs and asked me to save him... I was almost scared to death, so why did I save him?"
Taoist Master Song stood in front of the dilapidated warehouse door. The thick dust and rusty door lock confirmed what the owner of the garment factory said.
From a human perspective, it has indeed been a long time since anyone has entered or left this place.
But for ghosts, this is not necessarily the case.
Taoist Song Yi felt the sudden chill in the air as he stepped onto this land, as well as the wisps of coldness spreading from the soles of his feet. His expression gradually became serious.
The owner of the garment factory kept rubbing his arms and muttering strangely: "Why is it suddenly getting cold? The winter in Binhai is really hard to endure. Oh, I miss the heating..."
Taoist Master Song Yi knew very well that it was not that the weather was getting colder.
But there was something watching them in the darkness.
This is the hour of midnight, the darkest and most yin time of the day.
In the time of ghosts and gods, living people have no advantage.
Taoist Song gritted his teeth, looked at his watch, and decided to go for it.
After practicing Taoism for a long time, they naturally discovered that for many things, the heaven and earth had already made arrangements, and all the emergencies they encountered were the heaven and earth guiding them towards a future where there might be hope.
Since he happened to meet the owner of a clothing factory among hundreds of millions of people, and at this moment, something happened to the program crew... Taoist Song Yi felt that, in the dark, the heaven and earth were watching him and urging him to move forward.
He quietly placed a yellow talisman in his palm, formed a seal with his fingers to show caution, then stepped forward and opened the door with the key he had taken from the owner of the garment factory.
The rusty door made a harsh and heavy friction sound, and thick dust rose up and rushed towards Taoist Song Yi.
He subconsciously turned his head to avoid the dust.
When he looked at the warehouse again, his heart stopped beating for a moment.
——Just behind the warehouse door, plastic models were densely arranged, and their inorganic eyeballs were staring at the people coming outside the door.
The soundless and dead silence was creepy.
The plastic models from decades ago have already turned yellow and aged, but their yellow-brown appearance makes people wonder if they were once splashed with blood that accumulated layer by layer and finally turned into such stains.
The owner of the clothing factory was caught off guard and made eye contact with the mannequins. He let out a loud scream and staggered backwards, falling to the ground.
A question arose in Taoist Song Yi's mind.
When he just opened the door...were the models there? But no one was blocking the door with their stuff piled up.
Hundreds of mannequins all looked at the humans in unison. Even though they knew they were lifeless dead objects, they still couldn't help but feel fear.
The owner of the clothing factory instantly remembered his nightmare. He was so scared that he burst into tears, his face covered with snot and tears. He tried to crawl back, but his legs were so weak that he could not take a single step. He could only roll around in the dust in a panic.
Taoist Master Song Yi ignored the unlucky boss beside him.
He noticed with his sharp eyes that among these plastic models, some had blood splattered on their palms and arms, which was slowly dripping down their fingertips, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
This is fresh blood.
It is definitely not a stain left over from the past.
…These plastic models move just like real people.
And most likely, had just killed a cat or dog.
Taoist Master Song Yi's eyebrows suddenly became sharp, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.
The peach wood sword was quietly held in his hand.
…
“Dead?!”
The special department personnel who received the call were stunned.
After he came to his senses, he repeatedly asked the person on the other end of the phone: "Are you sure? Is it the one the person in charge contacted before, who handled the death case in Bai Village decades ago?"
The voice on the other end was low, but gave an affirmative answer.
"Because he is retiring tomorrow, he made an appointment with a few old colleagues to go out for dinner today. However, we waited from the evening until midnight and he didn't show up. He didn't answer the phone either, so those old colleagues thought of going to his house to check on him. As a result..."
After pushing open the door, the originally warm and tidy house was now splattered with blood everywhere.
The study room is especially hard hit.
The body of the person who had handled the incident lay on the ground with his eyes open. Blood splattered all the way from the curtains to the ceiling, staining the snow-white walls red.
The body was ripped open, leaving no flesh or organs, only a complete skeleton.
There is also a layer of skin on the outside.
Except for the bones and skin which were not damaged at all, the flesh and internal organs had turned into a whole mass of minced meat, which was casually smeared on the sofa, the floor and the walls.
The whole room was filled with a brutal murder scene.
After facing such a scene, several old colleagues of the person in charge were frightened to the point of having a heart attack, and the rest were also seriously frightened, leaning against the door with weak limbs and unable to walk.
The wife and daughter of the person in charge stood on the stairwell and burst into tears.
His daughter fell to the ground, her eyes swollen from crying until they were bigger than walnuts. At her feet, the beautifully wrapped cake was forgotten by everyone.
The beautiful cake had the bright red words "Happy retirement, be a happy old man" written on it, but now it had been smashed into a mess and no one paid any attention to it anymore.
The daughter had rushed back from another city today and happily took the cake to celebrate her father's retirement. She couldn't stop smiling when she thought of her father's surprise when he saw the cake.
The wife of the person in charge was also very happy.
She had lived in fear all her life, fearing that her husband would have an accident outside one day. Finally, she managed to make it to the day of retirement safely. Thinking that her husband could go out traveling with her from tomorrow, she couldn't stop smiling.
With beautiful visions of tomorrow, they returned home happily, but unexpectedly found red and blue lights flashing downstairs and the cordon was full of people.
When they approached without knowing what was happening, people from the jurisdiction came up to them and asked them with a look of pity on their faces if they were family members of the person who handled the matter.
The bad premonition came true, and all the prayers and pleas were shattered.
They are looking forward to tomorrow.
But those who died tragically in a pool of blood will never see tomorrow again.
The staff of the special department was silent for a long time before they suppressed their grief and tried to remain calm and rational and asked: "What was the cause of death? Was there anything missing from the house?"
"It's strange. None of the valuables in the house were lost. Instead, all the files he had placed on the table were destroyed by blood and minced meat. I flipped through them and there seemed to be words like Southwest and White."
He thought for a moment and added, "There is another particularly strange thing. The murderer left handprints and footprints at home, but they did not look like human beings. Instead, they looked like plastic toys... Some residents of this building also said that they saw plastic models placed in the corridor at night, which scared them a lot."
The residents complained that it was so dark that they couldn't see such a thing placed in the corner of the corridor. They didn't know who threw it out. It was even covered in blood. They didn't know if it was smeared with blood from killing chickens and fish. It almost scared them to death. It was really immoral.
But when the people in the special department heard this, they realized that something was wrong.
"Plastic model??!!"
The staff member's voice broke in panic. Thinking of what Taoist Song Yi had just said about going to check the scene where Xie Lin's sister was kidnapped, he almost collapsed.
Isn’t the warehouse of that clothing factory filled with plastic models?
Moreover, the death scene of Xie Jiaojiao was very similar to that of the person involved, but it was even more bloody and cruel.
The kidnappers were torn into pieces, while the plastic models standing silently beside them were covered in blood, and some of the plastic models were filled with the kidnappers' flesh and blood.
Anyone with a normal brain would not, from a scientific perspective, regard the plastic models commonly seen in shopping malls as murderers.
But if it is classified as a special case and explained by non-scientific methods...
The staff member hung up the phone and immediately called the official person in charge, wanting to explain the situation to him and ask him to pay attention to all plastic models or human-shaped statues made of other materials.
At the same time, the phone in the pocket of the official who was lying behind the window of the abandoned village house suddenly vibrated and rang.
The buzzing sound was particularly clear and conspicuous in the dead silence.
The Taoist priest and the official person in charge both widened their eyes instantly and looked towards the phone.
The faint light from the screen when it turned on illuminated the face of the official from bottom to top, making his face look pale and hideous like a dead person.
He reached for his phone in a panic and hung up the call with trembling hands.
However, even though the sound and light were short-lived, they still attracted the attention of the wooden puppets on the village road outside.
They stopped their slow steps, stood still, slowly turned their heads, and stared at the source of the sound with their inorganic wooden eyes.
The official in charge lowered himself as much as possible and hid under the window.
But after standing quietly for a moment, the wooden puppet did not move forward. Instead, as if it had confirmed something, it turned around and walked towards the village house where the official person in charge and others were.
The person in charge realized that something was wrong and was unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he bent his body and tried to retreat, and climbed out of the window at the back of the village house.
But as soon as he moved, he took two steps back, and suddenly he felt as if he had bumped into something in the dark.
The person in charge was puzzled, thinking that he had quickly taken a look at the structure of the house when he first entered the village house, and the walls should not be so close.
While he was staring at the wooden puppet outside that was getting closer and closer, his hand subconsciously reached back and touched the things he had bumped into, trying to confirm the location of the wall and the window.
The brain was half a beat slower than the hand before it reacted to the touch and shape under the hand and what it resembled.
……people.
One, dead person.
It felt smooth yet stiff and cold to the touch, but it wasn't the same feeling as the bricks and moss of the wall.
The only thing the person in charge could think of, formed in his mind by what he touched, was a dead body.
His body stiffened instantly and his pupils constricted.
After a few seconds, he forced his stiff muscles to move again and slowly turned his head to look back.
Then the person in charge saw that what he hit was not a dead body or a wall.
Instead, it is a wooden puppet.
The puppets look completely different from the ones outside, but their lifelike facial features still look like real people, and their clothes are no different from those of the villagers living here.
However, the puppet's lack of shiny eyes and exposed wood texture still reveal its identity.
When the wooden puppet saw the person in charge looking at him, his mouth, which was originally made to look like a smile, seemed to raise the corners of its mouth and smile.
Then, his mouth opened and closed, and his eyes began to move, as if he was looking at everyone hiding in this deserted house and saying something to them.
Then, the wooden puppet stretched out its hand and tightly grasped the arm of the person in charge.
The Taoist priest next to him was startled and rushed over to pull the person in charge behind him.
However, unexpectedly, the wooden puppet was much stronger than it looked. It pinched the person in charge's hand like an iron hoop, and neither the person in charge nor the Taoist priest, two adult men with decent physical strength, could pry it apart.
What’s even more terrible is that when the Taoist priest’s eyes accidentally swept across the darkness next to him, he suddenly discovered that there was not only one wooden puppet in the deserted house.
On the dusty bunk bed, a wooden puppet huddled quietly in the darkness, watching them.
And in the darkness at the corner of the closet, there was a puppet standing silently.
At the same time, the wooden puppet outside had also walked to the village house and stretched out his hand to push the dilapidated door.
“Squeak…”
“Squeak——!”
After Yan Shixun opened the door of Zheng Shumu's house completely, he could clearly see the wooden puppet standing behind the door.
Except for this one, all the wooden puppets originally placed in the yard were
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