Chapter 495 Above the Posa (30) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]
The other side.
Zhao Yinglai calmly closed the Foundation page on his combat watch, looked at Xu Ke who was walking towards him, and pretended to be excited: "Deputy Captain Xu! I seemed to hear a voice over there just now! Could it be Brother Faye and Wen Qi?!"
After Scaro left, Wen Qi also disappeared with him. Xu Ke and the attentive team member in blue clothes beside him... let's call him Blue Clothes for short, realized later that the two had gone somewhere unknown, and immediately became anxious.
The man in blue clothes meant that Wen Qi took this opportunity to run away because it was inconvenient to run in the shallows. Now Wen Qi couldn't run far, so he had to catch up with her.
Xu Ke was more worried about what Scarao had seen. He suspected that there was something strange in the shallows. While he was worried that he might have an accident, he thought that Wen Qi must have seen that thing as well, so he decided to go with Scarao.
Although the two could not reach a consensus on their ideas, they did reach a consensus in the end. They both believed that they should catch up with Scarao and Wen Qi as soon as possible.
But now there was fog all around, and nothing could be seen except the gray shadows. When Scaro left, he just said a few words and ran away. When the three of them looked back, the two men were gone.
If you want to find someone to chase, you have to have a direction. Zhao Yinglai sprained his ankle and couldn't join them in the exploration, so Xu Ke and Lan Yizi shouted Skao and Wen Qi's names while looking around for the two of them.
The result, of course, was that it couldn't be found.
Instead, Zhao Yinglai stayed sitting there and waited for more than ten minutes, and finally got first-hand information from Skao in the temporary group chat.
When Xu Ke and Lan Yizi came back after walking around without finding anything, Zhao Yinglai immediately pretended to be surprised and pointed in the direction of Skao's position with an excited look on his face: "Deputy Captain Xu, I seemed to hear some voices over there just now, it seemed to be the voices of Fa Ye and Wen Qi talking, but I can't walk now... so I can only wait for you to come."
There were all kinds of rocks under the water in this shallow beach, so it was normal to sprain your ankle if you were not careful. It was natural for her to use her sprained ankle and fall as an excuse. The advantage was that no one would suspect how she suddenly fell into the water. The advantage was that if she sprained her ankle, it would naturally be inconvenient for her to walk.
Xu Ke looked at the direction he pointed, turned around and asked the blue-clothed team member: "Didn't we look there just now?"
"There's no mark..." The man in blue looked around, "I guess he hasn't found it."
The surroundings here all look the same, and if you don't make marks, you can't tell where you have been and where you haven't. The two men were looking for people everywhere, so they naturally placed a few stones to mark the places they had been but didn't find.
However, Zhaoying was fully prepared and had moved the stone in that position long before they came back.
Anyway, if there is no real-time map here, you can't tell which side is which just by looking at the terrain.
There was no mark, and Zhao Yinglai said that he heard Skao's voice over there, so the two of them immediately got up and planned to look in that direction.
"Xu, Deputy Captain Xu," Zhao Yinglai saw this and quickly jumped up on one leg, "I'll go with you."
"You sprained your ankle..." Xu Ke hesitated.
"It's dangerous for me to stay here alone," Zhao Yinglai said, "These gray shadows seem to see me sitting here alone and are gradually approaching me. I'm worried about what will happen if we get too close. Let's act together as three people."
"...Alright," Xu Ke frowned and looked at the gray shadows, "These things are not right. It's not safe to leave you here alone."
"Come on, put your hand on me," he squatted down a little, waved to Zhao Yinglai, and motioned him to put his hand on his shoulder, "Let's go."
Zhao Yinglai put one hand on Xu Ke and clicked to send the content he had already typed in the temporary group chat: [@Skao, Brother Faye, I'm going to find you now, so it may take a while for me to come here. If you change your position, please let me know.]
She is pretending to be lame now and probably can't walk very fast. If she doesn't tell Scarao in advance, it will be awkward when they arrive at the location and Scarao and Wen Qi are not there.
Her message would soon appear in the temporary group chat. At the same time, the three people who were looking for Cai Hong and Fang Sha on the other side of the city seemed to be acting separately. Qiu Zihan kept posting various photos in the group, while Tang Ling was giving remote guidance.
I scrolled through dozens of messages in the temporary group chat, but didn't see any reply from Skao.
Zhao Yinglai jumped on one foot and frowned slightly.
What happened to Scario? Why didn't he reply to my messages all of a sudden?
*
Bai Jinshu was not in any danger.
But at this moment his condition could not be described as good or bad.
A few seconds ago, he was still struggling to move forward in the Forgotten River, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared at a birthday party.
The party took place in the living room of a detached villa. All the lights in the living room were turned off. A white double-layer birthday cake with a candle on it was placed on the middle table.
The protagonist of the birthday party was a young boy with chestnut hair, who looked to be in his teens, with a Germanic appearance. He was closing his eyes and making a wish in front of the candles.
A group of friends of similar age sat in a circle around him. After the protagonist of the party closed his eyes, a girl with golden curly hair began to silently gesture to her companions around her. It seemed that she was planning to quietly start a cake battle in the living room when the candles were blown out and the lights in the living room were turned off, and press the birthday boy into the cake first.
The friends who came to the party quietly took out the cream cakes they had prepared in advance from under the table, exchanged glances with each other, and laughed silently.
As the candles gradually burned down, the boy sitting in front of the birthday cake took a deep breath and blew out all the lights in the room.
The whole living room was instantly in chaos.
Bai Jinshu was standing at the gate and saw a red-haired boy who was closest to the birthday boy suddenly jump up, smile and smash the cake in his hand into the chestnut-haired boy's face, firing the first shot of the war.
Next, everyone in the living room rushed over holding the cakes they had prepared in advance.
The boy in front of the birthday cake had obviously anticipated this. He quickly grabbed a handful of the birthday cake in front of him and threw it at his friend in front of him.
A group of children of similar age instantly became a mess. Although the chestnut-haired boy who was celebrating his birthday had expected this, unfortunately two fists were no match for four hands. Not long after, he lost the ability to fight back and was hit by cake all over his body by a group of friends who took advantage of the darkness.
"Let me do it, let me do it, I still have cake in my hand!"
"Grab Jameson's hand! Don't let him fight back!"
"Where's the cake? I'm out of the ones I prepared."
“Watch me!”
The men and women who came to the party cornered the birthday boy with laughter and started smearing the cake on his face one after another. The birthday boy himself stopped struggling violently and then just let it go, as if he had given up and let everyone smear the cake on his face.
Bai Jinshu stood quietly at the door and saw the boy they called Jameson struggling violently for a few times, but his friends next to him thought he was trying to resist. Two tall and strong football team members held his hands and said with a smile: "We can't let you escape today. We have been preparing for a long time!"
Jameson's body was covered with horrible red rashes at some point, but the laughing crowd didn't see it, or perhaps Jameson's face was covered with cream and they couldn't see it.
He struggled violently and was pinned down by two football players. He struggled to speak, but his mouth was blocked by a cake thrown by a friend. There was no light in the living room, only the moonlight from outside shining through the window.
Under the watery moonlight, amidst the screaming and laughing crowd attacking each other with cakes, Jameson had more and more red rashes under the sticky and thick white cream. He gradually found it difficult to breathe, lost his strength, and his vision began to go black.
Then, he began to fall gradually, falling down and down.
A second before he lost consciousness, he felt the four hands that were holding him move away, and a familiar voice said excitedly: "Jameson, don't squat there!"
"Fight back now!"
Some people were excited to continue the cake battle.
"Stop playing, stop playing, turn on the light."
"It's so dark. I just fell down accidentally. I need to get bandaged."
Some people lost interest in continuing to play and urged their companions to turn on the lights.
"If you don't want to play, just go sit over there. We haven't even finished smashing the cake in our hands!" A very dissatisfied male voice.
Bai Jinshu looked over silently and saw an extremely excited face.
The owner of the face was holding someone's birthday cake in his hand, and he threw it at Jameson's hand in anger. Then, in the dark night, he exaggeratedly raised the corners of his mouth and began to laugh silently.
Laughing as he did so, he sat down on the ground, holding his stomach, and stumbled towards the door. His cheeks were already filled with tears from his crazy laughter, and even so, he did not stop laughing.
In the chaotic living room, no one noticed that a marginal person disappeared in the laughing crowd. With a crisp sound, the lights in the living room were turned on.
Someone noticed that Jameson was motionless and pushed him out of curiosity, but Jameson fell to the ground with a bang as he was pushed.
"Jameson is dead." The man took a tentative breath, swallowed hard, and stammered.
The young men and women looked at each other and burst into sharp screams.
Bai Jinshu sighed slightly and leaned his forehead against the wall behind him.
He knew where this place was. This was when Skao was in junior high school.
One day, the most popular football captain in the school died at his birthday party. More than a dozen classmates who witnessed his death kept silent. Later, everyone learned that during the cake battle at the birthday party, someone added peanut butter to the cake and threw it into Jameson's mouth and face, causing him to have a severe allergy and suffocate to death.
The situation was too chaotic. Everyone brought their own cake for the cake battle. Once the lights were turned off, no one could see whose cake they had. Peanut butter was not a rare thing. It could be easily bought in supermarkets, and many people who were not allergic to peanuts also had this kind of sauce in their kitchens.
In the end, the matter was left unresolved and no one investigated who added the peanut butter, just as no one knew that the marginal student in the class who was usually not very popular and was often the target of Jameson's pranks, had once met Skao who was passing by with a book and a friend one afternoon.
——The mixed-race boy who, like him, did not join any sports clubs but was unexpectedly popular among the "big names" in the school.
Among a group of blond-haired and blue-eyed classmates, he always had long crow-feather eyelashes, loose black hair, and wore a meticulously ironed white shirt. With just a few words, he could make those annoying muscular idiots regard him as a close friend and invite him to join their small group.
He rejected them easily, completely unaware that these invitations, which were within his reach, were out of reach for others.
That afternoon, Scaro and his friends passed by the grove and mentioned that Jameson seemed to be having a birthday party. He also said that his friends planned to bring their own cream cakes to play a cake war. Unfortunately, he didn't have time that night and couldn't go.
Finally, as if he suddenly remembered, he mentioned that Jameson seemed to be allergic to peanuts, and told his friends not to put peanut-related ingredients in the cakes they brought.
Who would put peanut butter in a cream cake? A friend complained.
Me, said Skao.
When his friends mocked his strange taste, he just lowered his head and smiled.
The afternoon sun was hot, and his long hair was tied up with a thin ballpoint pen, forming a nice circle, with only a few strands hanging down beside his face. He walked through the grove so briskly and casually, seemingly not noticing that there was a person lying under a tree not far away.
A dozen days later, Jameson died of severe allergies at his birthday party. As a friend, Skao also attended his funeral.
He was wearing a black suit, and his figure looked particularly thin among a group of athletic rugby players. His thin shoulders and back, long black hair draped over his back, and when he looked at the tombstone through the fine rain, his eyes were filled with a kind of sadness that was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.
That was the first time he pulled the strings of the puppet in his hand.
The marginalized people in the class envied Skao for being able to easily win the favor of those influential people, but they didn't know that he was also staring at them, and had been staring at them for a very long time, so long that before they even noticed Skao, Skao's fingertips had already been placed on the strings behind his back.
Just as he didn't know, Scarao had handed him three knives, but he didn't hear it the first two times. For this reason, the young Scarao doubted himself for a long time, and finally concluded childishly and angrily that there were indeed too many stupid people in this world.
He also didn't know that Scarao didn't actually hate the football captain, but the world was like a game that had been cracked for him. The young genius was not good at concealing his sense of superiority, and Scarao, who was still young and had not learned how to restrain himself, couldn't wait to choose a subject for his experiment.
At this moment, he rushed in with flesh, bones and blood that were too easy to see through.
The superficial flesh and blood of love, hate, good and evil hit Scaro's web and turned on a strange switch.
Looking at the coffin in front of him being sprinkled with the last handful of soil by the sobbing relatives and friends, Bai Jinshu sighed slightly, as if he understood what would happen when entering the deep water area.
Now the scene of Scarao's first trial use of the sword appears before us, and he is observing the development of everything from a first-person perspective. It is hard not to think of a revolving lantern.
Regarding this memory, no matter how young he looks, he couldn't have the audacity to play a junior high school student of twelve or thirteen years old, so this is another part that only appears in the character's biography and was not actually filmed.
So this content can only be Skao's repertoire, not his.
Ever since the birthday party scene appeared, he has always had a vague sense of detachment. In order to deal with this sense of detachment that came from nowhere, Bai Jinshu has been slowly increasing the synchronization rate. As the synchronization rate gradually increases, the content of the revolving lantern he presents becomes more and more detailed and comprehensive.
The funeral scene flashed before my eyes, and then turned into a water park. The water park flashed by, and then turned into a small convenience store.
As Scaro's skills became more and more skilled, the number of strings in his hands increased. He began to pursue more and more difficult challenges and wanted to complete a perfect work more and more.
Bai Jinshu was in the observation position. He sighed softly and pinched his eyebrows.
There is indeed something strange in the deep water area. Once a living soul enters it, part of its soul will probably be swallowed up by the river water. If that shadow is indeed He Chuling, then her soul will probably be swallowed up in the same way.
It's just that when he came in, the Forgotten River should have been affected by the fixed attributes and judged him as [Skao] instead of [Bai Jinshu], resulting in all the appearances being a revolving lantern of Skao.
The separated soul...is naturally also a part of Skao.
After Bai Jinshu discovered that increasing the synchronization rate would lead to more revolving lanterns, he tried to stop for a few minutes. As a result, he unexpectedly found that he was not hurt, but the synchronization rate decreased as the sense of detachment increased.
In other words, the soul separated from the Lethe River is actually the concentration of Skao in his body.
Unexpectedly, the absolute luck in the dramatic coincidence would play a role at this time, which made Bai Jinshu a little embarrassed.
Although there was no danger to his life, to ensure safety, he had to ensure luck, which meant that he had to ensure the value of the synchronization rate. If the synchronization rate was increased, the revolving lantern in front of him would go on and on, and if the synchronization rate was not increased, there was no guarantee that if it dropped to 0, the Forgotten River would determine that the person in it would become [Bai Jinshu].
In other words, he was trapped here.
If no one exerts an external force to pull him out, he will have to stay here in this movie-watching state and be forced to experience Skao killing everyone.
It must be said that this gave him a long-lost sense of familiarity, as if he had returned to the countless dreams in which he was haunted by this character before he entered the Foundation.
But Bai Jinshu was not worried. He remembered that when Zhao Yinglai sent the location just now, he seemed to have said that he would come over?
*
Here, Bai Jinshu was watching the movie leisurely in the revolving lantern, but Wen Qi outside the Wangchuan River and the investors outside the unknown space were getting anxious.
【Ahhhhhh, someone come and save me! Wen Qi, save me, Wen Qi! 】
[Why did Aoshen suddenly fall into the water? Even though the water isn't deep, if you lose consciousness and fall in, you'll die! ]
[Fuck, what happened? I went to the refrigerator to get some ice cream, and when I came back, what happened? ]
[In front, Aoshen suddenly fell into the water and hasn't gotten up for several seconds. ]
[Save, save, save ahhhhh——]
[Oh my god! Wen Qi!!! I was right about you!!!]
Following the wailing in the barrage, in the unknown space, Wen Qi, whose legs were originally trapped in the beach and unable to walk, suddenly found strength from nowhere and dragged her body forward to run a few steps quickly.
The expression on her face looked extremely strenuous, as if she exerted twelve points of effort with every step forward. Finally, after dozens of seconds, she arrived at the place where Bai Jinshu had just stayed, sweating profusely, and pulled him out of the water.
Barrage:
【ohhhhhhhh——】
[Sister Wenqi, if you were a member of the Foundation's exploration team, I would give you an angel investment right now! ]
【Good job, sister! 】
[I was so scared. I thought my sister would reach down and fail to catch Aoshen.]
[? Can't catch it? Aoshen is not soluble in water. ]
[Wait wait wait——Ahhh Wenqi, don’t fall! ]
[Save me——Who will save me——]
The barrage of joy had only lasted a few seconds when suddenly, Wen Qi, who had helped Bai Jinshu up, seemed to be disturbed by some mysterious force and fell into the water before she could even stand firmly.
But the good news was that the place where she fell was facing the shore, and Bai Jinshu, who was helped up by her, avoided the fate of falling into the water again.
In a place out of sight of the Foundation, suddenly, Skao, who had entered university and chosen psychology as his major, flashed in front of Bai Jinshu, and the scene in front of him changed, suddenly becoming a very tall corridor.
Bai Jinshu frowned and looked around.
The previous revolving scene hasn't ended yet, why did another scene suddenly change?
The surrounding corridors seemed to have higher than normal ceilings, and if I remembered correctly, there were no such corridors in the school where Skao was studying.
Before he could observe his surroundings clearly, suddenly, a tall-looking woman appeared in front of him.
"Hey, Wen Qi," the woman squatted down and looked at him, "Why are you here? They are looking for you."
Bai Jinshu's eyes flashed.
Wen Qi... Is this Wen Qi's revolving lantern?
What happened in the outside world actually made him see Wen Qi's revolving lantern.
Does that mean... Wen Qi is now in his same state and has seen his revolving lantern...
Bai Jinshu lowered his head and frowned slightly, as if thinking about something. In the revolving lantern of memories, "Wen Qi" looked up at the woman and asked, "What do they want from me?"
The voice was very childish, probably only three or four years old.
No wonder the corridor is so big, it turns out Wen Qi was still a child at that time.
"Your brother knocked over the water cup on the table. They are very angry and think you didn't take good care of him." The woman reached out her hand lovingly and touched Wen Qi's head.
But the hand did not actually fall on Wen Qi's head, but passed through her head.
Bai Jinshu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the woman.
This young woman could not be...
The next second, there was the sound of footsteps in the distance in the corridor, and then a man who looked very similar to Wen Qi suddenly appeared in front of her. Seeing that she seemed to be talking to someone, his pupils constricted and he slapped her hard.
Wen Qi staggered back a few times and fell to the ground.
"Oh, kid, are you okay?" The woman came over worriedly and stretched out her hand to pull her up from the ground, but this time, her hand passed through Wen Qi's body again.
"I'm fine." Xiao Wenqi whispered quickly.
This sentence did not escape the man's ears.
He suddenly seemed to have heard something infuriating, and suddenly took a few steps forward, roughly pulled Wen Qi up from the ground, and shouted hysterically: "I knew it! I knew you were a monster!"
Xiao Wenqi frowned slightly and took a small step back, but this only angered the man even more.
The man's face was filled with anger, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Who are you talking to again! What did you see again!" He shouted angrily, "You monster! Monster!"
Bai Jinshu let out a light sigh.
Sure enough, the reason why Wen Qi was hated and abused by her parents was not simply because they favored boys over girls.
She seemed to be able to...see ghosts.
The author has something to say:
Adolescent O'Neal: Being entangled by muscle monsters playing football is annoying
Or the limited youth version Xiao Ao (doubting life): Is the information I gave earlier too unclear? ! How can this person be so stupid! ! Then I will just go to him and tell him next time! ! !
So cute, let mommy kiss you!
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