Chapter 112 Chapter 112 It feels like Bai Qingqing has stabbed something bigger...
“Doudou…”
Pu Yueling was so frightened that her voice trembled, the muscles in her throat were stretched tightly into a line, and fear strangled her neck. The sounds she made were faint and she could hardly utter a word.
The flickering fire was reflected in her eyes, and blood spread on the water.
The human heads emerging from the water swayed in a row, like endless acres of blooming lotus flowers.
She was so frightened that her whole body went cold in the warm night of July. She shivered all over, and a chill rose from her bones and flowed through her limbs, reminding her of the fingertips of the little girl's mother that she had touched when she held her on the steps the night before. It was this chill that made every sense she had numb.
Pu Yueling was so frightened that she froze in place. She struggled to remove her eyes from the little girl's head and moved towards the black water beside her, hoping to ease her fear.
But the water in the pool pushed new heads to the shore, and continued to gather towards where they were standing.
Pu Yueling's pupils shrank as she recognized the person who came into her sight—Doudou's mother.
The bracelet on Bao Zishi's wrist vibrated continuously, desperately sending out buzzing alarm sounds, but he could not move an inch and forgot to breathe for a short while.
He had seen three old faces during the day, soaked in the pool water until they turned pale, with their swollen and wrinkled skin stretched out.
He closed his eyes and immediately put his hands together on his chest, thinking back to the Buddha statue he had seen during the day and the holy water on his body, and began to pray for Buddha's blessing.
The red fire in the sky illuminated the night extremely brightly, and also made the pale faces of the dead people seem as vivid as if they had the blood of living people.
Chen Rui swallowed hard.
Normally, I was as timid as a needle tip, but now, I don’t know if I was too scared or numb or what, but I took a step forward unconsciously and recognized the face in the lotus pond more clearly.
At first glance, I saw the head of Zhao Annian, the owner of the sugar painting stall.
There was no elegant smile in the morning, his whole face seemed to be sealed with white wax, his eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth were turned down.
Someone's long black hair floated onto Zhao Annian's face. He followed the direction of the hair and looked over. Faces he had seen during the day crowded into his vision. Even the head of the old man who had had an argument in front of Shen Yu's former residence was now floating among them.
"Everyone... is dead?"
Jiang Muning was shocked by the scene before him. He instinctively felt that something was wrong. How could everyone be dead? This scene was too absurd.
She glanced at Chen Ruihao who was mumbling, and felt the bracelet on her wrist vibrate, and called out E01 in her mind.
"E01, E01..."
E01 did not respond.
She took a step back and observed the surrounding scene. It was indeed the Jinghui Pond they had visited during the day, but now there was no living person except them, only a pool of disgusting human heads.
The night fell and the sky lanterns fell to pieces, and the light of their flames dimmed.
She felt like she was dreaming, but even in her dreams E01 would respond to her.
Jiang Muning failed to shout E01, so he looked at Zan Fang on the other side.
The scene before her was so real, she could feel the warm night breeze, the rippling water, and the falling flames burning people's heads.
The appearance and figure of the companions around me can be seen clearly, their breathing can be heard clearly, and even the pores on their skin can be seen.
Jiang Muning stretched out his hand and tried to pull Zan Fang's hand that was hanging by his side: "Master Zan, are we...seeing an illusion?"
"Still... in a dream."
*
In the hotel room.
The light from outside the window dimmed through the gauze curtains.
Because it was a short lunch break, the several fixed camera lenses in the two rooms were not covered, and at this time, several people who were sleeping on the bed were filmed.
Including Bai Qingqing who was leaning her head on the windowsill, everyone was asleep.
The heartbeat rates in everyone's live broadcast room soared to alarming numbers, constantly sounding the alarm.
There were six large screens in the live broadcast room. Except for Bai Qingqing whose heart rate was 80 and Zan Fang whose heart rate was 92, everyone else's heart rate was soaring above 130.
Netizens were stunned, not knowing what was going on, and asked questions in the comments:
[Why did all of them suddenly go on alert? Is there a bug?]
[Aren’t everyone asleep? Don’t scare me. Are you having a nightmare? (Frightened)]
[There must be something wrong with the bracelet. What does 150 mean? It must be done through strenuous exercise.]
[It can’t be some kind of supernatural event! Sister Qing and the Taoist priest’s heart rates weren’t that exaggerated, but they were also up.]
[Oh my god, is this a collective nightmare?!]
[? Six people in the same dream?]
[Fuck, when I was a kid I watched a horror movie that said if two people had the same dream it was a coincidence, but if three people had the same dream it would definitely come true QQAQQ]
[In previous episodes, the director team should have been on alert, but why is there no movement today? The production team should send someone to check it out! Whose heart rate soars to 150 when he is sleeping?]
[Wow wow wow my dear Lingling, what did I dream about? I was so anxious that I was running around on the ground]
[Our Ningbao is fine, her heart rate is 130, she seems to be stable! ]
[Girls are mentally strong, so it's possible!]
…
Jiang Muning's fingertips touched Zan Fang's fingertips, and his skin transmitted his warm body temperature to her hands.
Jiang Muning couldn't tell whether he really appeared in Jinghui Pond with everyone else or he was dreaming about it.
If this was a dream, then the touch would be so real...
Jiang Muning prepared herself mentally. If Taoist Zan suddenly appeared in a scary manner, she would run away first.
Fortunately, Zan Fang looked at her calmly. The look in his eyes showed that he was also upset. After exhaling slowly, he looked at the faces of everyone present one by one.
"Where's Bai Qingqing?"
Jiang Muning turned around and looked for the servants, only to find that Bai Qingqing was not there.
She was shocked by the scene and hadn't yet realized that one of them was missing.
Zan Fang withdrew his searching gaze, took her a step back, quickly reached to his side, untied a string of bells from his body, and said to Jiang Mu Ning: "It is an illusion, and also a dream."
"These people are the ones we have seen during the day. It is an illusion that is confusing our minds. Keep your mind calm and don't be affected."
He looked further away, still trying to find Bai Qingqing.
He always felt that Bai Qingqing should be there too.
The bracelet on his wrist vibrated slightly. Zan Fang silently recited the Heart Purification Technique in his mind, lowering his heart rate to below 90, and the bracelet returned to calm.
Jiang Muning still held onto Zan Fang's left hand, took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality: "Then how do we leave here?"
Since it is a dream, do I have to wake up by myself?
But they had been talking for such a long time, and she was extremely clear-headed. How could she wake up?
The falling sparks from the sky burn on the water,
"This is not an ordinary illusion. Ordinary evil spirits cannot achieve this level..." Zan Fang frowned and looked around him. Fortunately, his bag full of magic tools was still there. He pulled his hand away from Jiang Mu Ning and took out a compass from the bag.
With one hand he untied the red string wrapped around the center of the compass, while looking around he walked towards the shore.
"We need to find the center of the formation, but we don't know how many there are here," Zan Fang frowned and silently recited the formula in his mind. He saw the needle on the compass tremble slightly, but it did not point to a clear direction. He felt even more depressed: "I can't feel the evil spirit here..."
Every time Zan Fang took a step forward, Jiang Muning would follow suit, not daring to stay too far away from him.
At this time, he saw that the needle of his compass was pointing to an unknown direction. He turned back to look at the shore and saw those people still staring at the water in a daze. He was really disappointed.
She couldn't contact E01. If even Taoist Zan couldn't help...
Jiang Muning was about to speak when he suddenly saw Taoist Zan take out a green dagger from his bag.
Looking at Yuandun from both sides, it seemed that the blade was not sharpened, but he moved his lips and wrapped the red thread around the handle, and his other hand formed a sword finger and brushed across the dagger.
His fingers had distinct joints, extremely white skin, and light blue blood vessels slightly protruding on the back of his fingers. At this moment, bright red blood instantly slid down his fingers, appearing bright red and glaring.
The bright red between the heads in the water seemed to attract each other, causing the surging heads to sway and stir, stirring up a gust of wind.
Blood flowed over the hilt and was about to drip onto the compass along the red line at the end when suddenly a loud bang was heard in the dark distance, attracting the attention of everyone present.
Tens of thousands of eyes opened in the water!
They all turned to look towards the source of the sound, their eyes wide open!
Jiang Muning was already startled by the "bang" sound, and when she suddenly saw this scene, even though she had already adapted to the situation, she was still frightened and her body went limp, almost falling to the ground.
Zan Fang quickly helped her up and looked into the darkness with burning eyes.
There seemed to be a window in the outline of the two-story building. A bright orange light suddenly floated from the house to the window. The firelight revealed Bai Qingqing's lively face.
He stepped on the window frame, holding a red candle in one hand, and with the other hand he threw a black object into the water, then shouted to them, "Are you all awake?"
Zan Fang: “…”
His heart, which had been beating wildly, calmed down and he looked down at the two-story building, wondering what Bai Qingqing had thrown down there.
But at this time, the atmosphere in the illusion changed significantly, and something invisible seemed to be enveloping them.
The humming sound of the compass became louder, and the iron needle trembled up and down with a "quack" sound. After a few sounds, it spun like crazy.
He looked at the head that had opened its eyes on the water surface, and intuitively knew that what Bai Qingqing had just thrown down was not an ordinary thing.
The situation seemed to be getting more difficult.
Jiang Muning had a bad feeling in her heart. When the head that had turned white in the water opened its eyes, the scene became even more horrifying. She couldn't help but take a half step back and forced herself to ask, "Master Zan, what is Bai Qingqing doing?"
"I don't know." Zan Fang stretched out his hand and pressed the compass needle.
A few steps behind him, Bao Zishi let out a scream, waking up Pu Yueling and Chen Ruihao. The two were frightened enough to finally make a sound.
They huddled together tightly, screaming in pain and pushing Bao Zishi forward while crying. The three of them hurriedly moved towards him.
Pu Yueling cried and shouted: "It's an illusion. I sense a very powerful spirit. It's fake, fake. The human heads are all fake."
Chen Rui burst into tears: "Fake ones are also scary!"
The three adults all had tears in their eyes. They gathered together with Jiang Mu Ning and said in trembling voices: "Master Zan, what is our situation now..."
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