Chapter 235: Scavenger (31) The Origin of He Luo
Gao Mengtang was very familiar with his parents' signatures. He stared at the two names for a long time, sighed, then slowly lay down, pulled up the quilt to cover his chin, and closed his eyes peacefully.
"Master, what are you going to do?" Pegana asked carefully.
Gao Mengtang: "Sleep."
Pegana was surprised at his master's calmness: "Woof?"
Gao Mengtang: "Even if you sit here and meditate, you won't know the truth. It's the middle of the night, so you might as well go to sleep."
It seemed that Gao Mengtang was in a miraculously good state of mind, but in fact, he just had his eyes closed and had no desire to sleep at all.
For more than four years, Gao Mengtang always suspected that his parents were murdered. Even though all the investigation results showed that the accident happened because Mr. Gao, who was sitting on the passenger seat, had an argument with Ms. Gao, who was sitting on the driver's seat, and Mr. Gao grabbed the steering wheel.
Gao Mengtang had watched the surveillance footage of the accident. When his parents' car crashed through the fence and rushed down the hillside, there was a row of black cars behind the accident scene.
The drivers behind must have seen the accident, but they just slowed down slightly, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away without providing any help.
Gao Mengtang wanted to find those drivers, but those black cars were the most common models on the market, with more than 500,000 in the entire Central Continent, and all the cars in that row had fake license plates. The drivers all wore baseball caps, sunglasses and masks, so their faces could not be seen clearly. Countless manpower and material resources were invested, but it was like a drop in the ocean, without causing a ripple.
"We can only say that those drivers were morally guilty of not helping," the police said to Gao Mengtang at the time. "But when the accident happened, those drivers were at least 30 meters away from your parents' car. They didn't turn on their lights or honk their horns. How did they cause your parents' misfortune? Magic?"
Gao Mengtang: "Then why do they use fake cards and cover their faces so tightly?"
"That's another matter." The police said with a helpless and sympathetic tone, "Even if they put on full makeup and smiled and swore at the camera, it has nothing to do with your parents' car accident."
Recalling the death of his parents, Gao Mengtang lay quietly. After a while, he heard the sound of a quilt being lifted on the bed opposite him. It was Wei Wei. He was a light sleeper and was woken up by the conversation just now.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?" Gao Mengtang said in a low voice.
"It's okay, I'll go downstairs and smoke a cigarette." Wei Wei said, put on a coat, tiptoed out of the dormitory, came to the corridor, and lit his pipe.
When the night wind blew, Wei Wei's fingertips turned white with cold. He looked at the deserted backyard downstairs, holding the pipe to his lips, but he didn't take a puff for a long time.
In the backyard, a sneaky figure was seen - Yin Mingwu.
Wei Wei frowned, put his hand on the windowsill, turned over and jumped down. When he landed, the tip of his leather shoes avoided a cluster of wild flowers.
Yin Mingwu did not look well. In just two days, he seemed to have lost 10 pounds. His skin was sallow, his cheeks were sunken, and his face had more wrinkles. He walked with a cane and limped with great effort.
"Hey, Lao Wei, you haven't slept yet. Are you suffering from insomnia?" He greeted with a smile.
Yin Mingwu's identity is different from other players. He is not a scavenger of Leigong, but a policeman. He does not need to be a trainee nurse in a mental health center.
Seeing him here, Wei Wei asked politely: "What can I do for you, old man?"
Behind Yin Mingwu, the deputy leader of the Black Owl, Wei Xiangchen, also complained: "Yeah, why are you still here? Complete the main mission of the police and leave this instance quickly."
Yin Mingwu said: "The farmer, the miracle doctor, and the ghoul died in unclear circumstances. As the leader, I brought them in. Now that they have died unjustly, how can I just walk away? At least I have to investigate the cause of their death and let them die with understanding!"
All three of them were killed by wax men. Wax men are invisible to the naked eye and can only be seen through the flames of corpse oil candles. Players only know that wax men come from the ghost ship of black merchants.
Why did the wax man leave the ghost ship and why did he attack the players? Was it related to the black marketeers? The players knew nothing about it. Yin Mingwu said that he vowed to investigate the matter thoroughly and let the three subordinates have a clear cause of death.
Also, no one knows why that mysterious countdown number in the sky appeared.
Hearing this, Wei Wei stared at him suspiciously, questioning with his eyes "Can you be so kind?"
"Old Wei, we are friends who have known each other for a lifetime, so why are you glaring at me when we meet?" Yin Mingwu put his arm around Wei Wei's shoulders, his attitude was intimate and sincere.
The so-called "friendship of life and death" means that in this copy, Gao Mengtang and Wei Wei exchanged bodies. Gao Mengtang used Wei Wei's body to dive into the seabed with Yin Mingwu to explore the secret of the Fengxue and find the corpse oil candle.
The one who had a "life-or-death" relationship with Yin Mingwu was actually Gao Mengtang, not Wei Wei. But Wei Wei was too lazy to argue about these things: "Don't delay us from completing the main mission."
"No, no." Yin Mingwu said repeatedly, "Tu Cheng was also attacked. How is his condition? Which ward is he in? Take me to visit him."
Wei Wei responded with silence.
Yin Mingwu was stunned for a moment: "Don't you believe me? Look at you, I was trying to help you investigate the reason why Tu Cheng was attacked."
"Please do whatever you want to do," Wei Wei said, "I will go and rest first."
It’s not that Wei Wei was willing to let Yin Mingwu do as he pleased, but he knew that Yin Mingwu was very powerful, and a conflict with him at this time would only bring more trouble to Yue Fan and his people.
After that, Wei Wei jumped more than 10 meters high, backflipped through the window hole, and returned to the third floor. He stood quietly for a few seconds, walked straight past the dormitory, crossed the corridor, and came to the ward area.
He Luo easily pried open the door lock of Ward 310. When Wei Wei pushed the door open, Tu Cheng was already asleep with all six eyes closed.
He cut off one of He Luo's tentacles and placed it on Tu Cheng's pillow. The tentacle twisted twice and went into Tu Cheng's ear hole.
*
One hour after Wei Wei left Ward 310.
The door of the ward was opened again, and a man in a black cloak and a bird-beak mask walked in. He looked very thin, but his footsteps were extremely heavy, stomping on the floor with a thumping sound.
The sleeve of the robe covered his fingers, a cold light flashed, and a dagger slid out. The man with the bird-beak mask pressed the dagger against Tu Cheng's left chest and thrust his wrist forward.
The sharp blade pierced through the hospital gown, and the man in the bird-beak mask suddenly stopped moving. He tilted his head, as if a little bit unbelievable.
"You damn eunuch, you are still so suspicious." The man in the bird-beak mask chuckled, and the voice muffled in the mask was a little distorted. "It can't be used anymore. We will be discovered."
There was a subtle distortion in the air around him. If one lit a corpse oil candle at this time, one would be able to see through the flame that the bird-beak masked man was surrounded by many wax figures.
"For the last one, choose... Lin Li."
*
On the third day after entering the Mental Health Center, at noon, Gao Mengtang and He Lun were playing Frisbee in the yard. Wei Weibaijie was resting in the dormitory. Lin Li was still restoring the files.
"Brother Wei, there's something I've always been curious about." Bai Jie lay beside the table, watching He Luo painstakingly restore the documents that had been shredded by the shredder. "What's the origin of your He Luo? Attack, defense, treatment, disguise, puzzle... It's got all the functions!"
"Not sure." Wei Wei said, "Gu Kang snatched it from a group of ancient god believers. Those believers said that He Luo had some 'power of doomsday'."
As Wei Wei spoke, he stretched out a finger and pressed it on He Luo's head, pressing it into an octopus cake.
"When this little thing was first delivered to Gu Kang, it was only the size of a palm, black and translucent, like sewage frozen into ice. Gu Kang used it to cook medicine and raise poisonous insects, but never discovered the so-called 'power of doomsday'. After being disappointed, Gu Kang gave it to me as a reward."
Bai Jie: "And then, what then?"
"I threw it into the fish tank as a decoration, and it came back to life the next day and ate six of my golden arowana." Wei Wei poked He Luo harder, "You bought a golden arowana for more than 8,000 yuan each. He Luo, you should compensate me forty-two thousand yuan."
Bai Jie rested his chin on the table and gently pushed one of He Luo's tentacles, thinking to himself: He Luo is really a strange life form.
In the Black Tower game, there are only three types of life: life in the inner world, such as Gao Mengtang; life in the surface world, such as Bai Jie himself; and various hybrids of life in the inner world and life in the surface world, such as Pegana, Lei Gong, Hydra, and most of the monsters in the copy.
He Luo doesn't seem to belong to any category. It can neither understand the language of the Otherworld nor speak the common language, but uses its 10 paws to make sign language. It can only communicate directly with Wei Wei.
"Where are you from?" Bai Jie said to himself.
“——Aaaaaah!”
A shrill scream interrupted their conversation. Looking out the window, they saw hundreds of medical staff running desperately outside like rabbits frightened by firecrackers.
Bai Jie: "What happened again, Ancient God! I saw this disgusting monster again, the Many-Faced Buddha!"
A bloated and huge monster ran out, following the medical staff. There were many faces on its deformed head, pale yellow bone spurs protruding from its body, and its limbs were almost completely retracted into the body, with only a short section exposed outside.
The monster rubbed its belly on the grass like a seal, and it looked terrified, running around like a headless fly. The medical staff close to it screamed even louder.
The Many-Faced Buddha should have been detained in the maximum intensive care unit on the first floor, why did he run away?
The broadcasting voice sounded immediately afterwards: "Attention, the highest-level monitoring patient [Many-Faced Buddha] has gone out of control. All medical staff should return to the dormitory area as soon as possible. Emergency mode will be activated in 15 minutes. The duration of emergency mode is tentatively set at 24 hours."
"Repeat, the patient at the highest level of surveillance, Many-Faced Buddha, has gone out of control..."
"repeat……"
Patients here often run out and have fits, so the medical staff have developed a relatively complete defense system. Their dormitories are all equipped with air-raid shelter-level security. When the emergency mode is activated, the medical staff must quickly return to their dormitories, and the director of the nursing department will come to call the roll, and then they will be closed and isolated.
The medical staff were experienced and the process was executed very efficiently. After 10 minutes, most of the medical staff returned to the dormitory. After 12 minutes, Director Meng called the roll of the number of people in each dormitory one by one.
15 minutes later, the emergency mode was officially activated. The door was locked with a clang, iron bars popped out from the outside of the window, and a red warning light lit up on the watchtower in the distance.
"How could the Many-Faced Buddha escape?" Gao Mengtang was still holding a frisbee in his arms. "I'm going to be locked up in the dormitory for 24 hours, but I want to go out and play..."
He Lun said listlessly: "At least 24 hours."
Gao Mengtang was even more unhappy. Suddenly, the unhappiness on his face disappeared, his eyes turned cold, and his expression became extremely serious: "Lin Li. She doesn't live in the same dormitory as us."
"She doesn't have the ability to fight yet." Wei Wei added.
A vague feeling of uneasiness spread, and the thought of the Many-Faced Buddha strangely out of control made this feeling even stronger.
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