Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 56: Terror Radio and Farmers

Perhaps, this is the same difference as the gap, so it created the current situation;

Even if Su Bai switched to the zombie state, he still couldn't move at all. This deep sense of powerlessness was felt from the first day he arrived in Xi'an, and since then, it has been like a shadow, suppressed in Su Bai's heart. , Making him even feel unable to breathe smoothly.

The blood corpse turned around and seemed to be leaving. His body was slowly becoming illusory. He should have other things to do. In Subai's view, the blood corpse was on the tip of the knife. Dancing and gambling with terror broadcasts. If you are from a local perspective or a position that is not related to him, Su Bai may not admire him a lot, but the bandage man just disappeared before his eyes, feeling in love. Li, Su Bai would not have this kind of emotion.

Actually, Su Bai does not know what the reason for the appearance of the blood corpse is, nor what is the reason why the blood corpse continues to stay here, but one thing Su Bai knows very well, that is, he is completely isolated now. I was isolated in the narrow space of the hearse, and the message could not be transmitted, and the mobile phone signal was definitely not available. Then, I couldn’t help the blood corpse. Even the blood corpse had scruples about killing himself, but Su Bai was actually more in his heart. Feeling bored, he obviously has a key in his hand, but he can't open the door, which is really maddening.

Perhaps, the previous Frankenstein holding a pistol and buckling three shots at the head of a black man was just a special case. His arms were generally more than thighs.

However, just as the blood corpse was about to disappear and leave here, a white light suddenly shrouded and enveloped the blood corpse.

There is a small horn in the hearse, which is used to play sorrow and music, because when the hearse is used to transport corpses, there will be accompanying relatives in the car. Then you need to hear the sorrow and music in the hearse. , After all, there are only a few people who are pulled to burn alone like a bandage man.

The loudspeaker made waves of rubbing, which was a bit harsh and a little fuzzy, as if a person was holding a new microphone and was doing debugging, just about to say "Hey, hello, hello".

Su Bai's eyes are full of shock. He is familiar with this white light. This is the white light that horror broadcast transmits people into the story world every time.

Terrorist broadcast, after all, did you know the identity of the blood corpse through other channels?

"Dear friends and listeners, welcome to listen to the horror radio show. I am the host of the show. I have no name, because the name has no meaning here.

Today, I want to tell you a short story, similar to Aesop’s Fables or Grimm’s fairy tales;

There is a farmer who is very hardworking. He works hard every day, so the vegetables in his vegetable field grow very well. This farmer has always cherished these precious vegetables. Of course, he is not a spoiled way. When encountering sick vegetables or vegetables that are planted too densely and start to compete for nutrients, he will deal with them, pull out some vegetables, and eliminate some vegetables, the purpose is to make the whole vegetable garden better.

However, there is one person, no, to be precise, he should be called a thief;

One day, this thief came to the vegetable garden. He disguised his identity and was covered with blood-red silk cloth so that people could not tell who he was. He went to the farmer’s vegetable field and stole the farmer’s vegetables. , And destroyed a large part of the vegetable garden.

This scene was discovered by the farmer. From a physical point of view, the farmer can guess the age of the thief. The older children in this town have received fresh vegetables from the farmer since they were young, so the thief must also eat Grew up with farmers’ vegetables.

The farmer has his own rules and rules. He is a very rigid person. It is because of this that he can gain the respect of most people in the town as a vegetable farmer.

The farmer is unwilling to wrong anyone good, so even if he has a shotgun and a machete, he cannot use it without knowing the specific identity of the thief. This is the farmer’s creed and he will not destroy it, even if the thief continues Unscrupulously trying to steal vegetables every night, the farmer still suppressed his anger and indifferent.

Finally, one day, the farmer knew the identity of the thief,

So,

The farmer is about to do it. The reason for doing it is not because the farmer feels bad for the vegetable field he has destroyed. After all, vegetables can be sown, and they will grow again soon, but the farmer has already It was discovered that because of the exemplary role of this thief, many people who passed by the town in their vegetable garden during the day had a light of eagerness and greed in their eyes.

So, this thief must be punished, otherwise the vegetable garden will be completely lost.

However, the farmer still can’t hide his kind nature. He doesn’t plan to punish the thief with a shotgun and a machete. After all, the thief grew up eating the vegetables he grew, and the farmer watches him grow up every day. Yes, because of emotion and reason, the farmer also has a different feeling for this thief.

So, the farmer decided to forgive the thief. He buried the thief in the ground and let the thief’s body nourish the vegetable field. In the future, the thief’s nutrients and essence will give birth to a better growing vegetable. From the farmer's point of view, the thief should have received a kind of sublimation and a kind of inheritance.

Listen friends, do you think the farmer is too kind? "

The sound of the horror radio keeps ringing, telling the story at a constant speed, and on the other side,

The blood corpse began to struggle and began to roar, and Su Bai could feel the dissatisfaction and anger from the blood corpse,

But,

The horror broadcast already knows his identity, so he can start the next step, which is to send the blood corpse into the story world. In the real world, horror broadcast has many constraints, but in the story world Terrorist broadcasting is much more free and convenient. It has a thousand and 10,000 ways to get blood corpses to be punished, ruining the audience pattern of the entire Shaanxi region, which is equivalent to abruptly from the private vegetable garden of terrorist broadcasting. A large piece was dug out of the child, and the anger of the terrorist broadcast can be imagined.

Not long ago, Su Bai’s struggle in front of the blood corpse seemed so pale and weak, but the Feng Shui turned too fast. When the terrorist broadcast knew the true identity of the blood corpse, he was directly forced into the story world. In the same way, in front of the terrorist broadcast, the blood corpse also looked pale and weak, just like Su Bai before.

The blood corpse disappeared, and all the restrictions also disappeared. The zombie bloodline on Su Bai's body was condensed, and the whole person sat on the ground as if he had lost his strength. In an instant, the street scene appeared out of the hearse window.

It's just that the corpse that was originally going to be transported by the hearse has been completely annihilated at this time, including his soul, and completely gone.

"Really, it's like having a nightmare." Su Bai muttered to himself, and then reached out and picked up a small piece of bandage from the freezer. This was the place when the bandage man was lying in the freezer before. There was a remnant, and everything else was missing. In front of the blood corpse, the bandaged man evaporated completely.

…………

The wind of early winter, with dryness and depression, is more unsatisfactory than the autumn wind;

In the cemetery park, Su Bai is standing in front of a tombstone with a bunch of flowers in his hand and a backpack.

In the photo on the tombstone, there is a thin-faced man who is about fifty years old. Generally, there are pictures of people smiling on the tombstone. This is no exception. The man smiles very cheerfully, just because the only A face, so I can't guess what he was happy about because of a happy event.

Su Bai put the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and then sat down.

The wife and daughter of the bandage man did not come back from the United States. They only entrusted a relative to help with the funeral. After receiving the money, the relative just signed the person from the hospital and sent the person to the crematorium. Relatives from how far away would come to him, but now everyone knows that after giving all his assets to his wife and daughter who immigrated abroad, this guy has not been able to make a comeback. Now he is just a desolate ghost, plus his male parents with bandages. I passed away, so I couldn't even manage a funeral~IndoMTL.com~I couldn't make fast food.

It can’t be said that it’s cold, it can’t be said that it’s down.

In the end, the crematorium found that the body was gone, and did not tell the relative who helped with the matter, but did not know which dead person who had just burned some ashes, put it in a casket, and signed the order. It was handed over, and the relative put the urn in the previously booked tombstone position to complete the transaction.

The tombstone of the bandage man, the photo of the bandage man, but the ashes underneath, I don’t know which passerby came from.

Su Bai patted his hand on the tombstone lightly. He wanted to look serious, but he didn't know why he wanted to laugh.

"Brother, I won't give you any useless things like burning paper money. Let me loosen the soil."

Su Bai took out two bottles of mineral water from his bag and poured them all on the ground.

As soon as he put the mineral water bottle away, Su Bai's cell phone rang. At the same time, Su Bai's chest suddenly hurt, and he immediately knelt on the ground, cold sweat drenched, and his face showed pain.

After a short while, this painful feeling finally disappeared. Su Bai, who already knew what was happening, took out his phone.

"[Broadcast Notice]: Enter the next story world in a week;

[Story World Name]: Tomb of the Blood Corpse

[Number of participants]: Unknown

[The rest]: Unknown"

Looking at this message on the phone screen, Su Bai licked his lips, then nodded thoughtfully,

This time, I really feel that the horror broadcast treats listeners who have completed real-life tasks. At the same time, I seem to understand the true meaning of the story told by the horror broadcast when the blood corpse was forced into the story world. . (To be continued)). If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read. )