Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 93: Ghosts

　　Child, where did the child go?

　　 Looking around, under the pool, there is absolutely no child, and I haven’t seen it above the pool before. Su Bai can be sure of this;

　　 Su Bai spit out a bubble in his mouth, then made a gesture to Gyatso, and immediately began to dive, and soon surfaced, in fact, the pool is not very deep, basically kicked up.

　　 Gyatso also surfaced. On the shore, the monk was studying the headless corpse of the general. The monk had to study almost every corpse along the way, which made Su Bai feel that if the monk didn’t To be a monk, you can choose to be a forensic doctor. In fact, it is estimated that an ordinary forensic doctor will be bored or tired by examining so many corpses continuously, but the monk has always given people a feeling that he is relishing.

　　"The female corpse below, she should have been pregnant before, and there were obvious stretch marks on her belly, but her belly was cut open and the child inside was gone. I didn’t find where."

　　Jiacuo was shocked as soon as the voice of Su’s vernacular fell. The whole person immediately dived to check the situation. The monk shook his hand and immediately rushed to the door of the hot spring pavilion. After opening the door, he stepped back, his face There was a wry smile, and he said to Su Bai who was still floating on the water: "We are still a little careless."

　　 Gyatso quickly surfaced again with a solemn expression, and then motioned for Su Bai to go up first.

　　 After the two climbed out of the pool, the monk pointed out the door, "For now, I can't get out."

　　 Su Bai and Gyatso walked to the door together. The door was opened by the monk, but standing here and looking out the door, it was a different scene. It was not a deserted mountain, but another hot spring pool, like Another compartment was opened, but Su Bai remembered that there was only one lone pavilion here, without the other buildings, but at this time, one more room appeared suddenly, which felt like a mirage, which seemed a bit absurd. At the same time, through The wooden windows of the front pavilion can see that there is a pavilion outside the pavilion, the pavilion is connected to the pavilion, and the scale has suddenly become too large.

　　"Do you want to play the maze?" Su Bai said.

　　 Gyatso shook his head, "It's not a maze, it's the thing."

　　 "The kid?"

　　 "It's the kid, all of this is the ghost of him." Gyatso affirmed, "Under the pool, it was the kid who made it."

　　 "But where is the baby now?" Su Bai asked.

　　 "It is possible that there are no babies at all." Gyatso seemed to be organizing the wording, "That woman, probably with grievances from the beginning, condensed into a fetus. This woman cannot give birth. It must be a dystocia. And died, and then the grievances also dissipated with the death of the mother."

　　"So evil?"

　　" To give an example, it is actually very similar to Nezha in myths and legends. Nezha is a spiritual bead descending to the earth. Borrowed by Li Jing and his wife, he gave birth to his own body, but I also remember that Nezha’s biological mother was pregnant for more than three years. Because if you give birth according to the normal October pregnancy, the result will definitely be dystocia and the death of both mother and child, so Nezha completely condensed and formed himself in the stomach of his mother. The reason why he was born is a ball, and Li Jing splits it with a sword. Open, a boy appeared, that's why."

　　 "Hehe, it means that the Qing palace woman is pregnant with Nazha too?" Su Bai smiled.

　　"Myths and legends are often cruel and **** inside. For example, the Jinshan Temple is full of water. People only care about the beautiful love between Xuxian and Bai Suzhen, but they often ignore the countless people drowning in the water under this love. Living beings, maybe Nezha really has its own people, it has its prototype, maybe that prototype is similar to this kind of resentment to give birth, and in the end it was lucky that the mother and child did not die but were born at last.

　　 In fact, from the name of this story world, you can tell that in this story world, any strange thing, any rare weirdness, here, will be as simple and natural as drinking tea when you are thirsty. "Gyatso explained, "So, the group of people in black didn't know why, after killing these Manchu guards, they also performed a Caesarean section on the woman, but it turned out to be the resentment in the woman's stomach, or called it The spirit was released, and then, in this situation, the situation we are facing now is that spirit, who is attacking us. Maybe, he is looking at us above us, but he is afraid of the three of us. Because of his breath and ability, he didn't dare to come down and attack us directly like those in black. "

　　 At this time, the monk rubbed his hands, and then simply sat on the ground, holding the military commander’s knife in his hand. After death, the body will become stiff, which is the so-called corpse stiffness. As a military commander, After the head was cut off, the hand was still holding a knife tightly, enough to show how hard it was to take the knife down, and I don't know how the monk got it off.

　　 The monk held a knife and drew something on the ground. It was not gossip, and it didn't look like an array method. It was more like a symbol of calculation rehearsal.

　　 Jiacuo walked up to the monk, "Need help?"

The monk 　　 shook his head, "You and the poor monk have different methods. It is too troublesome to perform together. This is not very difficult. It can be concluded in one hour."

　　 Gyatso also sat beside the monk, closed his eyes, as if meditating.

　　 Su Bai also wanted to find something to do, but found that he had nothing to do now. An environment similar to a maze appeared outside, with dense pavilions, but the monk already had a solution. And already doing it, the only thing I can do now is to keep quiet and don't disturb the monk.

　　 Although Su Bai said that he could hold his thigh before entering the story world, this holding method is a bit too comfortable, which makes Su Bai himself a little uncomfortable.

　　 After half an hour, the monk stopped.

　　 Gyatso also opened his eyes at this time.

　　 "The poor monk needs experimentation." The monk said, and as he said, the monk drew a direction on the ground with his finger.

　　 Gyatso nodded, stood up, pushed open the door of the pavilion where the three of them were once again, and then walked out. Su Bai did not go out with him, but stood in the door, watching the person walking out. Gyatso.

　　 Gyatso entered the next pavilion, and then went out from that pavilion again, as if he opened another door, and continued to walk inside.

　　 Su Bai remembered that he had seen a movie before, called "Another Dimensional Killing Array". The environment at this time was very similar to the scene in that movie. However, there is a specialization in the art industry, obviously in the monk Jiacuo. With the cooperation of Buddhism descendants from two different regions, here, the three of them could not be held back for long.

　　 It’s just that the accident seems to have happened so quietly.

　　 Ten minutes passed, but Gyatso did not return.

　　 The monk lowered the knife in his hand, frowning, as if a high school student was solving a middle school problem that he felt was a good deal, but it only took some time to complete, because the principles and formulas have already been completed. I have eaten it thoroughly and have been able to use it at a more advanced level long ago, but after half of the calculation, after deduction, I found that I seemed to be wrong.

　　 "Poor monk..." The monk opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it, "Impossible, the poor monk did not make a mistake."

　　 The monk said very confidently, but Gyatso did not come back. According to the monk’s previous actions, he asked Gyatso to walk a few pools to verify his own deduction. Even if there are some minor mistakes, Gyatso It shouldn’t be a problem to come back the same way.

　　 However, after another ten minutes, Gyatso still did not return.

　　 The monk could not sit still, he stood up, and he used a knife to engrave many dense symbols on the ground.

　　 The monk stood at the door. Since Gyatso went out, Su Bai has been standing at the door. He thought that Gyatso just walked back according to the monk’s instructions for a while, but it was almost half an hour and Gyatso hadn’t returned yet. .

　　 This almost made Su Bai think that the monk wanted to kill someone with a knife, but this idea also flashed in Su Bai's mind, because it was too ridiculous and impossible, not to mention that the monk did not kill with the knife at this time Even if he had the motivation, Gyatso would not be fooled so easily.

　　 Here, something must be wrong.

　　"Monk, go ahead and play, Gyatso should be lost. If he gets lost, what do you think he will do?"

　　 "He will start the deduction in his own way just like my poor monk."

　　"So, do it all over again, at most one more hour, it’s not a big deal."

The monk 　　 was relieved by Su Bai, sat down again, overthrew everything before, and began to perform the deduction again.

　　 Su Bai is standing by the pool and waiting continuously. At this time, in the pavilion where I don’t know where, Gyatso should be doing deductions like a monk.

　　 "By the way, monk, what are you based on?"

The monk 　　 was not disturbed by Su Bai’s questioning, he said directly: "In all aspects, many, many."

　　"Will that be affected?"

　　"This is a closed space. The poor monks have checked the dead bodies. They died not long before they became unjust ghosts, so there is no possibility of interference, and under the magnetic field of that spirit~IndoMTL.com~ They also lost the possibility of continuing to become ghosts... No, they are wrong again!"

　　 The monk directly nailed the knife in his hand to the ground, and put one hand on his bald head, which seemed very incomprehensible.

　　 He felt that he shouldn't be wrong, but he still got it wrong.

The monk 　　 stood up again, "Gyatso should also be wrong over there, otherwise, he will definitely be able to come back to us."

　　 "Two people are wrong together, then something must be overlooked, what will it be......"

　　 Su Bai’s eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked the monk: "Monk, can you see ghosts?"

　　"Poor monks do not have yin and yang eyes, unless ghosts are under malicious influence, otherwise, if they are just ordinary unjust ghosts and resentments, they will not release their breath unscrupulously, and poor monks will not see it."

　　"Then, how can I see ghosts?" Su Bai pursed his lips, "Or, how can I see if there are ghosts around me."

　　 Monk suddenly narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, then walked to the pool, copied out some water, and then began to draw symbols in his palm.

　　 "Take you a drop of blood."

　　 Su Bai cut his finger with his nail, dripped a drop of blood into the monk's palm, and finally, the monk put his palm on Su Bai's forehead.

　　 Su Bai felt that his vision suddenly became a little foggy, and then, he walked to the side of the pool and looked at himself against the surface of the pool.

　　 "艹…………"

　　 Su Bai drew a long note, because he saw a ghost with a smashed head standing beside him~ IndoMTL.com~ Welcome book friends to read, the latest, fastest and hottest The serialized works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~ For mobile users, please go to read.