Chapter 208 There is always someone who can speak up
To be honest, Song Cheng didn't really care what Yu Sheng asked for. After all, they had "cooperated" so many times, and he now fully understood the director's attitude towards Yu Sheng. His only worry was that there were too many things and it would easily make him feel bloated. But after seeing Hu Li and his three friends robbing a chicken leg until only the bones were left, he no longer had even that last bit of worry...
Yu Sheng was the more embarrassed. After the skewers were served, he looked at Song Cheng awkwardly: "Are you really giving it to me? You didn't even ask?"
"Just don't roast me," Captain Song said seriously, trying to control himself and ignore the noise of Hu Li eating skewers beside him. "We in the Secret Service have always been practical..."
Yu Sheng chuckled, casually put the other alchemical materials he needed into Hu Li's tail, and walked over to the corpses of the angel believers.
These cultists had not been dead for long, and it was estimated that the crazy "self-sacrifice" ceremony must have taken place the night before. Yu Sheng believed that his ability to "talk to the dead" would be very useful on such "fresh" corpses.
He cut open the palm of one of the cultists, and blood that had not yet completely coagulated slowly seeped out of the wound.
He took a deep breath, reached out to touch the cooled blood, and murmured to himself, "Come on, let's talk."
In an instant, the stagnant and faded world of the dead arrived.
Everything around him turned into monotonous black, white and gray. The whole room fell into silence. The cold blood established a temporary passage. Yu Sheng was in a trance for a moment. After his vision stabilized, he saw that the angel cultist lying on the morgue had opened his eyes with emptiness and stiffness, and was staring at him.
This alien gaze is creepy.
"I..." A hoarse and low murmur came from the cultist's throat, like a hollow echo from an empty shell, "I should return to the arms of the Lord..."
"I don't know where the dead should go, but now you have been stopped by me," Yu Sheng smiled, looking at the body that was talking, "You sacrificed yourself to Ankaela - what is this for?"
As if the words "Ankaela" suddenly stimulated the confused body, and the eyes suddenly opened wide. He stared at Yu Sheng, as if he was trying to figure out who the person in front of him was, and as if he wanted to figure out what was happening to him. However, the chaos of the dead invaded him, and the cultist struggled for a few seconds. Finally, his strongest thoughts and memories before his death opened the door to Yu Sheng——
“Ah, we hear the voice of the Lord…His children are finally awakening, and we offer our guidance to Him…The time for the fulfillment of the covenant has come.”
The deceased struggled to sit up. In this faded and silent afterlife, he looked into Yu Sheng's eyes, and then suddenly grinned.
The corpse suddenly let out a strange and terrifying laugh, as if it suddenly understood something. Its mouth opened wider and wider, and finally it even tore its cheeks and head apart. A hoarse and piercing noise burst out from its chest -
"Ah, I know who you are - you have touched the sacred umbilical cord, you have appeared in the Lord's dreams... His whispers have outlined your destiny... Hahahaha, everything has been foreshadowed! You are one step late! Poor people, poor people! You are late! Hahaha... We are not here, we... are no longer here..."
The laughing corpse suddenly twitched violently, and then fell down again in a crazy noise. Its disturbing laughter and screams echoed in Yu Sheng's ears like some kind of vicious curse. Yu Sheng listened in surprise, and then before he could ask anything else, the fallen corpse quickly burned up - the pale flames devoured the body in the blink of an eye, and then soon after, the bodies on the other morgues began to burn violently one after another! In the monotonous dead world of black, white and gray, the bodies of all the angel believers were burning. Yu Sheng looked around in astonishment and saw that the burning corpses were twitching one after another. They were screaming and laughing wildly in the flames, shouting Ankaela's name, shouting the umbilical cord and the omen of awakening, and many other sentences that humans could not understand at all, like pure noise, and then suddenly, all the noise disappeared.
Those blazing pale flames disappeared from living sight as if they had never appeared.
The colors returned, Yu Sheng blinked, and saw that he had returned to the normal real world. The bodies of the angel believers were still lying quietly on the morgue, and there seemed to be no change at all.
However, when he tried to cut open the palm of another corpse and tried to have a "conversation with the dead" with the second angel believer, he found that he only heard a short and hollow whistle.
It was as if some "things" in these bodies had disappeared. When the pale flames burned just now, the "souls" remaining in the bodies of all the angel believers left this place.
Song Cheng walked over with a nervous look on his face: "What's wrong? Did the ritual fail?"
"...No, the ceremony was successful," Yu Sheng calmed down, suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind, and spoke quickly, "But they said a lot of crazy things, which didn't sound right to me..."
He told the captain of the Secret Service all the crazy words he heard during the "conversation with the dead", including the fact that he could no longer "communicate" with the corpses of other cultists.
Song Cheng's brows gradually twisted into two knots, and his expression became particularly solemn: "The Lord's child is about to wake up? And he is offering guidance? And he said we are one step late..."
He was talking to himself for a while, and after a while, Irene next to him suddenly reminded him: "Go check on the angel believer whose defense we broke through earlier? See if you can get anything out of him."
Yu Sheng and Song Cheng looked at each other quickly, and then nodded at the same time.
The group (including the fox who had already eaten his fill) quickly left the morgue and came to where the angel followers were being held.
When he walked into the gate and the light curtain receded, Yu Sheng once again saw the bald man whom he had lectured several times.
The other party looked thinner than last time, and his spirit was a little depressed, but he still sat upright in the room, as if even now he was still trying his best to maintain the last bit of pride as the "Servant of the Messenger".
However, when Yu Sheng appeared in the room, the bald Christian still showed an expression of surprise and even fear.
"Here I am again," Yu Sheng didn't bother to be polite with the other party. After he went over, he sat directly on the bed opposite the other party. "Tell me, do you want to cooperate directly or follow the procedures?"
"What process?" The bald man subconsciously shifted his gaze, but then turned his head and looked into Yu Sheng's eyes calmly.
"You remain unruly and I beat you up. If you continue to be unruly, I will beat you up again. After being beaten several times, you will express your unyielding strength, but the puppet next to me will get into your mind and dig out the remaining secrets in your memory," Yu Sheng said casually. "You should know that the barrier of will that you are so proud of is now riddled with holes. If Irene can get in once, she can get in countless times. The only difference is whether you want to be beaten a few more times. I personally don't care. Anyway, if you are used to following the process, you can adjust your expression now."
The bald cultist obviously didn't expect Yu Sheng to be so straightforward this time. His face changed several times, but in the end, he shook his head.
"Whatever. I don't have any more secrets. You can use whatever means you can think of. This cursed doll can also search my consciousness carefully. Death or torture, I am ready for both."
Yu Sheng stared at the other person's eyes and found that the guy had a calm expression.
The calm doesn't seem fake.
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"Do you know that your accomplices are all dead?" Yu Sheng suddenly said, "We found their hiding place - all of them are dead, not a single one is left."
The expression on the angel believer's face finally changed a little.
But there was no sadness or hesitation in that change, instead there was a kind of inexplicable joy and peace.
After several minutes of confrontation, Yu Sheng finally heard the angel cultist mutter incoherently: "Ah, it seems that the container is finally mature..."
Yu Sheng's heart moved, and he rushed forward and grabbed the other person's collar: "What did you say? What does 'the container is finally mature' mean?"
However, the angel was no longer nervous or frightened this time. He was completely calm. Facing Yu Sheng's gaze, there was even a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He opened his mouth and silently said with his lips: "Goodbye——"
The next second, Yu Sheng felt the body of the person he was holding suddenly sink, and the other person's breath disappeared in the blink of an eye, just like a person directly switching his state from "alive" to "dead". This angel believer who was detained and controlled by layers of confinement and monitoring devices actually died in front of him...
Song Cheng's surprised cry was even heard from the monitor on the roof: "Ah?! What's going on?!"
Yu Sheng frowned, and did not bother to respond to Song Cheng. Instead, he took out a knife and cut a wound on the arm of the angel believer who had just died, and immediately grabbed him and started chatting -
The black, white and gray world of the dead descended in an instant. The angel believer who had just died opened his eyes blankly, and he was obviously a little dazed when he saw Yu Sheng in front of him.
Obviously, the reactions of people who have just died during the "conversation with the dead" are much more lively than those of corpses that have been dead for a long time. At least their expressions are quite "human".
Yu Sheng just stared at the other person, grabbed the latter's collar and continued to ask: "You haven't finished yet, what does 'the container is finally mature' mean?"
The angel believer blinked, as if finally understanding what was happening.
"……grass."
He said.
(End of this chapter)
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