Chapter 547 It’s impossible to bury me, right?
Holding the wax-sealed clay ball, Gao Ming nodded: "I will help you deliver the things. Is there anything else you want to explain?"
"Butcher's house, The butcher shop and the feed house represent a transformation method, but for some reason the butcher went crazy and killed the butcher shop owner and demolished the butcher shop. Now he is looking for the owner of the feed house everywhere. "The white pig's face turned pale in his throat, but he Or temptation Said: "The butcher doesn't know when he will come back. The knives used to kill pigs in the house are all precious. They can kill ghosts and suppress evil spirits. If you need it, you can choose one and take it away. Don't be greedy."
" If I took the butcher's knife, wouldn't he go after me?" Gao Ming didn't touch anything in the house, but he guessed that the butcher went to the butcher shop to find the lost butcher's knife, and that knife was there at this time. on him.
"He is crazy, his mind is not clear, and his memory is very poor. This is the information I gained by taking a risk." The man's face wanted to say something else, but violence suddenly came from the street outside the courtyard wall. of shouts.
"The knife was stolen! Shopkeeper Wang stole my knife!"
Turning over the wall, Gao Ming lay on the top of the wall, blending into the darkness, staring at the door of the butcher shop.
The wooden door was half open, the candlelight in the butcher shop flickered, and a large shadow was projected onto the street, like a rolling ocean wave.
"Shopkeeper Wang is dead, stupid pig, you killed him, you ground him into blood tofu!"
The majestic voice suddenly became shrill, as if Suddenly he pinched his throat with his hands.
"Did I kill him? That's right! He's already dead! I grabbed his chin and stabbed the knife directly into his throat, piercing his heart!" The voice became thicker again: "No, no! Shopkeeper Wang Dead, who stole my knife! He is still alive! Let the black donkey give him a son!”
“Shut up!”
“I have to kill the black donkey!”
“Don’t dare to kill her! I will tear you apart!" The thin voice became more and more hysterical, and the strong voice seemed to be sick.
"Damn! She deserves to die, and so do you! Kill, kill, kill, I want to open your family tree, line by line! Page by page! Kill them next to each other!"
"Bang!" The candlestick was pushed down, and the shadow spread rapidly. Gao Ming felt threatened and jumped over the wall to escape.
He sensed the shadow approaching and ran half a street before getting away.
“The butcher took the genealogy as a recipe.” Gao Ming noticed that the butcher was in a bad state: “There were two voices in the butcher, as if he was schizophrenic. Shopkeeper Li Wang spared the black donkey."
Given the butcher's violent character, he would definitely kill them all. The rescue of the black donkey is probably related to another sharp voice coming from the butcher. Gao Ming suspected that the owner of the voice was the tester, and the other party used some method to communicate with the butcher. Sharing a body drove the butcher crazy.
Zhemeng Town is the last test of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. This is the core of the secret of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. The testers who can survive in the town are definitely not simple. There may be taboo games among them. The player is imprisoned here by the Immortal Medicine.
"The human face in the white pig says that everything in Zhemeng Town is an image and has a corresponding entity in reality. So what does the butcher represent?"
Gao Ming ran in the night, his steps were very light, as if Civet, when he passed several houses, he noticed something strange was happening inside them, but he did not stop and came to the West Street of the town as quickly as possible.
This street leads directly to the west gate of Zhemeng Town. The west gate has no stone beams, just some random fences and stone monuments. There are also many abandoned old houses nearby.
It seems that no one has lived in the west side for a long time. The buildings are dusty and have a sense of dilapidation.
After arriving here, Gao Ming was extremely vigilant. After eating the flesh and blood fruit, his eyes showed various abnormalities in the nightmare. The most obvious manifestation was that his eyesight was exceptionally good. The west gate of the village seemed to be very close, at the end of the west street of the town, but in Gao Ming's eyes, this street seemed to have no end, and the large abandoned houses were also very strange. When he looked towards the door of the west street , he felt that countless pairs of eyes were staring directly at him.
He thought there was someone hiding in the windows of the house. Slowly, he discovered that those windows themselves were staring at him as if they were eyes.
"This West Street... is a bit evil."
Holding Niwan, Gao Ming was a little hesitant. He just had the idea of staying away, and his eyes happened to see the land mentioned by the face. temple.
The temple is not big. The surface of the bricks and tiles is smeared with rice paste, and prayer ribbons are tied around it. There are piles of incense and ashes at the entrance of the temple. The landowner inside the temple is kind and kind, but the painted paintings have fallen off over time and are mottled. Somewhat weird.
"The old man is smiling at me?"
Just as he was about to leave, he saw the building he was looking for. Gao Ming recalled what the face said and became more cautious.
After confirming that the butcher's knife was in a place where he could grasp it with his backhand, Gao Ming slowed down and moved forward little by little.
“There are candles in the night temple outside the town, but the temple in the town is completely dark. It’s weird, it’s really weird.” Dreaming about a temple in a dream is usually a good sign, but this eternal life In the pharmaceutical dream, Gao Ming no longer knew what the temple symbolized.
When he came to the side of the Earth Temple, Gao Ming deliberately did not look at the statue. He could feel that there were terrible eyes staring at him. As he approached the Earth Temple, the sense of oppression became stronger.
A copper plate fell into his hand. Gao Ming prepared the copper plate in one hand and prepared to draw the sword with the other. He walked past the Earth Temple step by step, but no unexpected accident happened.
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Not daring to relax, Gao Ming looked at the dilapidated house behind the temple. Compared with other houses, this house was exposed to wind from all sides. Speaking of windows, not even the walls have been completed.
There were green bricks and yellow mud on the ground, and inside the house was an unbuilt stove and a half-repaired bed.
There was a thick wooden pillar standing in the middle of the room. After Gao Ming approached, the human face carved on the pillar slowly opened its eyes.
At the same time, the clay statue in the north corner of the house also showed a frightened expression. It seemed that the person he was waiting for had not returned and was now in a very dangerous state.
"Building Spirit Temple?"
Gao Ming squinted his eyes and looked around the room. His sight happened to meet the person in the wooden beam. The other person was a little afraid, but he could not talk to Gao Ming. The communication is just that the stove ashes "borrowed" from other people's houses are blown up on the ground, forming lines of text.
"I also ask my friends to show their noble hands. When the spiritual temple is built, the door will be left open for friends. They can enter this place at any time to avoid disasters."
The faces of the people on the wooden pillars are full of sincerity. The words under the gray seemed to be his inner voice.
"Can a living person really build himself into a spiritual temple?" Gao Ming was surprised, and many memory fragments emerged in his mind. In the nightmare he fell into when he was in a coma, were there many buildings that were "built" by living people? of? Could the city itself be a huge spiritual temple?
The shadow of a big tomb popped up in Gao Ming's mind. He didn't know who was buried in the tomb, but he always felt that he had a constant connection with that tomb.
“You can’t bury me, right?”
(End of this chapter)