Chapter 10
"The discussion online is very heated. Some people are playing around, some are promoting their own teachings. It seems very lively and the water has been disturbed.
But the authorities are not doing nothing.
At first, they blocked everything, but later they realized that blocking it was useless. As long as people wanted to discuss it, they would still discuss it even if they blocked it. Various derivative words emerged one after another, which actually increased the workload. So they stopped taking a one-size-fits-all approach and tried to make the whole thing seem like a huge hoax. "
The system reported to the host the discussion and follow-up of the live broadcast, paused, and mentioned the transaction: "Many people are guessing what the transaction is. Many people said online that they felt their minds were controlled when watching the live broadcast, so they posted bullet screens that were very similar to most people. Some people think that the transaction is a transaction between weirdness and weirdness, and some people think that the transaction is a transaction between people and weirdness.
There are discussions everywhere, but the thunder is loud but the rain is small. It seems that the focus is not here. However, most people can participate in the discussion, which has led to many people stirring up trouble and creating false information, causing the investigators to encounter many unnecessary difficulties. "
Leyuan nodded and asked, "If something is affected after the strange outbreak, what will it become?"
The system replied: "Weird items, or simply called weird things, may be of various kinds. It depends on the specific situation to make a specific analysis. In short, they are very dangerous. They are more likely to appear than weird things, and are more likely to exist widely."
Paradise asks: "What would happen if someone collected weird objects?"
The system replied: "It is possible that the whole family will die and even the homes of the neighbors will be left with nothing."
Paradise nodded.
Rustle, rustle——
Leyuan held a pen and wrote a story in the open draft book.
There was a man who grew up in a small village deep in the mountains. The village was next to a stream with gurgling and endless flow. The villagers thought it was a blessing from God. Over time, every time the villagers passed by the stream, they would stop and say from the bottom of their hearts, "Thank you, stream." Later, these words gradually changed to "Thank you, stream god."
If there is a water god, there must be sacrifices. Every ten years, the villagers will choose a person to throw into the stream as a sacrifice to the water god. This person is called a psychic in the village. He needs to bring the faith of the entire village, be full of respect for the stream, burn incense, bathe, change clothes, and fast for three days, and then be sent into the water by the whole village, young and old.
As the village grew, more and more people moved in. They had evil intentions and started to make trouble. The villagers no longer worshipped the stream god sincerely. That year, the stream flooded and then dried up. No matter how hard the villagers tried, they could not save it. As the stream they depended on for survival was about to disappear, the people cried and told the stream about their mistakes. Then one man stood up.
"The urgent thing is to find new water sources."
This man was killed by the angry villagers on the charge of blasphemy. Their body was hollowed out and their internal organs were offered to the creek as a tribute. Their skin was stuffed with straw, washed and hung on a bamboo pole at the entrance of the village. Since then, this man has been staying at the highest point of the village as the new god worshipped by the village. The villagers pray to him, hoping that he can bless the creek to be filled with water again and bless the village to prosper.
The water in the stream gradually returned, and the villagers began to want to offer tributes to the scarecrow. However, the tributes to the scarecrow could not be sent like they were to the stream god. The villagers were a little worried. A man died in the village, and the villagers were preparing to hold a funeral for him. When passing by the village entrance, the scarecrow looked at them with his eyes wide open, as if he were alive.
They believed that the tributes needed by the new god of the scarecrow were no longer living people full of faith, but dead people. So every time someone died in the village, they would pass by the entrance of the village, turn around under the gaze of the new god, and then leave. However, the villagers felt that this was not pious enough, so the village developed people who specialized in funerals and crying, and gradually a team was formed to ensure the purity and loyalty of their faith.
The war broke out and many people died in the village. Even the new scarecrow god was torn down and trampled. People knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. The wind passed through the village entrance and blew onto the scarecrow, making a crying sound. All the villagers became mourners and later dispersed, carrying crying sticks with them, participating in other people's funerals, mixing in the team, and eating funeral meals to survive.
This village is called the Crying Mourning Village by outsiders. Every villager is a Crying Mourning Stick Man. Before they die, they return to the village and ask other villagers to make them into scarecrows and hang them at the entrance of the village to worship the new god. In the end, all the villagers died. When the wind passed through the village, the whole village was filled with cries. New Crying Mourning Stick Men crawled out from the bottom of the completely dried-up creek.
The system asks: "Are you interested in the story behind the card?"
Leyuan shook his head: "No, some people will be interested in them. If you spread the story on the Internet for me, it may increase its influence. But you and I both know that weird is weird without a story. Things with stories are ghosts. We don't have ghosts here."
"yes."
System answer.
Rakuen paused and wrote the second story.
There was a man who was very poor. He could not afford to eat and was extremely hungry. He did not know what to do, so he stole food from a rich family's dog on the street. The dog chased him all over the street, but still ate up all the food he stole. The dog had no choice but to go home cursing. The poor man was very happy to have a full meal, and he fell asleep in a secluded place. While he was sleeping, he suddenly heard someone talking.
The poor man woke up all of a sudden, opened his eyes wide, and secretly listened to what people were saying. He heard someone say, "My darling, I love you so much. If it weren't for that wicked woman at home, I would take you home to save you from suffering outside." Another person said, "You can take me home now." The first person said, "No, I can't. If I take you home now, you will die."
After hearing these words, the poor man thought that he might be able to make some money with this information, but people are prone to die, so he found a very good friend to go begging for money together.
He went to talk to the rich old man, and his friend wanted to find the wicked woman. They made an appointment before they parted that they would go home to meet each other after getting the money. However, both of them were killed. The rich old man killed someone, chopped off the head and threw the body away, while the wicked woman killed someone, chopped off the head, and buried the body under the osmanthus tree at home, pretending that nothing had happened.
The two met at home and were still a very loving couple. However, the lover who was watching secretly could not bear it anymore and wanted to settle the score with them. Before leaving, he found his fellow villager and explained the whole matter to him from beginning to end. He also told his fellow villager that if he died, he must remember to stay away and not be discovered by them, otherwise he would also die. The fellow villager agreed.
The lover was indeed killed, his body buried again under the osmanthus trees, and his severed head thrown far away.
The fellow villager followed the man who lost his head and vowed to help him get revenge. He moved far away as promised, made a lot of money, and returned to the vicinity of the yard. The couple living inside had already moved away, so the fellow villager bought the yard. However, not long after, robbers broke into the house and demanded that he hand over his property and house. The fellow villager argued with reason and refused to agree, so he was killed on the charge of treason.
After his death, the fellow villager was also beheaded and his head was thrown in the yard. Since he had no relatives or friends, no one collected the body, and it rotted in the yard. The robbers rushed in and destroyed everything in the yard, cut down the osmanthus tree, and even dug up the soil in the yard to check. When they found the bodies buried there, they said that the fellow villager had killed them. Everyone identified the fellow villager as a murderer and treated him as a murderer.
As a result, the courtyard was also flattened by the indignant crowd. When digging the roots of the osmanthus tree, they found bright red spring water bubbling out of the pit. Someone was sprayed in the face by the water and smelled a strong smell of blood. He shouted in panic: "This is blood! Blood!"
The first person who shouted out was slapped in the face and driven out of the yard. The robbers who were digging tree roots insisted on digging, and a huge pit appeared on the ground. They could not dig it out completely no matter what they did, as they always saw tree roots. Someone died of exhaustion while digging, and when he died, his head fell from his body into the pit. The others did not realize the problem and continued to dig, and they all died.
No one dared to go in anymore, and all that was left in the yard was a pile of rubble, with a headless corpse underneath.
Later, there was a major reconstruction, the ground was leveled, and a new building was rebuilt on the flat ground. A rich man came back from far away and bought the building, saying that his ancestors once lived here and he wanted to revisit the place. Later, the rich man built a golf course here and invited many celebrities to attend the opening ceremony. These people died here one after another, and in the end they became rich people.
While he was playing golf, his head suddenly fell off his neck and rolled into the water not far away, never to be found again.
His body walked some distance and died at the door.
People collected his body and the golf course became ownerless and was demolished and filled in. From then on, passers-by could always see a headless man holding a woman's arm and looking for something nearby, but he never found anything.
After the paradise was written, the system transferred the story to the Internet and spread it widely, moving from one place to another without ever sticking to it.
Many people saw these two stories as either jokes or truth, sparking a new wave of weird discussions.
The park's scare value and performance level are slowly increasing.
He found a black brazier, tore off the two pieces of paper, threw them in, and set them on fire.
The orange-red flames shone on Paradise's face and gradually went out.
Leyuan closed his eyes and saw the second card, the Headless Man, who was standing in an empty house.
The first thing it did when it appeared was to kick the brazier on the ground. There were still some sparks remaining in the ashes in the brazier.
If the brazier is knocked over, this place will probably catch fire.
The headless man didn't kick over the brazier in the end.