Chapter 382 Tupa Kongren, stepping into the abyss
Empty man.
His ears received the key words, and James' attention immediately focused on the professor talking eloquently on the podium.
The latter are no different from ordinary scholars, wearing suits and leather shoes, and speaking in a polite manner.
But what he said was less like a teacher imparting scientific knowledge and more like a preacher.
The other party's speech did not last long, and soon the bell rang indicating the end of class.
The professor ended his lecture, except for packing up the materials. The rest of the students stood up and left without saying a word.
James lowered his head and saw the name of the university written on the upper left corner of the table in front of him.
Bridge Builders Academy.
It was as if a dynamite was suddenly detonated in his brain, exploding with a "boom"!
He was clearly lying down on a bench by the roadside, so why did he appear at the Bridge Builders Academy? !
There is obviously nearly an hour's drive in between!
No...no, no, no, no!
Along with the unfamiliarity comes great fear.
James realized that he couldn't stay here any longer, so he immediately got up and ran outside.
But at this moment, his peripheral vision caught a familiar figure.
Among the many uniformed students, there was a girl with short bob hair.
Amanda!
The girl next door who had been missing for nearly a week, with her life and death uncertain, is here!
James's thought of leaving was immediately dismissed.
He stood up and shouted the other person's name loudly. At the same time, he rushed forward, separated the crowd, and tried to hold her hand.
But after just a face-to-face meeting, the girl's back disappeared at the door of the classroom.
In desperation, James didn't care about politeness and directly used his strong body to knock away the young people in front of him.
But how can the power of one person shake a group of dozens of people?
James' pace finally slowed down, and when he actually came outside, Amanda was nowhere to be seen again.
A huge sense of loss emerged from his heart.
That kind of frustration that was within reach but just missed made him calm down.
At this moment, a voice came from behind James.
"Hello, sir."
The latter turned his head, only to see the opponent who had been preaching on the stage standing in front of him at this moment, with a smile on his face.
"How can I help you?"
Looking at the gentle and friendly professor in front of him, James temporarily gave up looking for Amanda.
Since the latter appears in this academy, it means that the direction of his investigation is correct.
This is a rare opportunity, so why not take this opportunity to investigate the origins of the Bridge Builders Academy? Maybe we can find out the cause of death of those young people and comfort their souls in heaven.
"Sir, I want to know what the empty man is..."
The professor who was asked this question smiled mysteriously, and the confident look on his face showed that he had answered this question countless times.
"The so-called empty man is a focal point used to gather hidden energy and manifest what you want."
"Sorry, this is a bit too obscure. Can you make it more understandable?"
James was still confused, but he was wary in his heart.
There is no doubt that this is a gathering place for cult members. You cannot believe a word that comes out of their mouths.
The professor was not angry, but patiently pulled him to a stool on the side.
"It is a veil between the form and the body. Through some means, this veil can be penetrated, and the form and the body can be combined. It makes things that did not exist appear in this world."
"It's amazing, isn't it? According to legend, only God can do it. Humans can also do the great work of creating objects."
As he spoke, he folded his fingers.
"Our understanding of things is lost in repetition again and again. So much so that we forget the meaning of certain things themselves."
"Even your name, after repeated spelling, reading and writing, will become gibberish."
"What is the truth of this world? Are there connections between people that cannot be derived by modern science?"
"I hope you can stay longer this time and touch the most essential and primitive truth."
James couldn't understand the other party's nonsense, and he couldn't get any useful information out of his mouth, so he stood up directly, changed his previous appearance of a seeker, and spoke coldly.
"I have never been here before, so I won't excuse you from 'this time' and 'that time'."
He left the professor, but the latter had a smile on his face, as if he couldn't feel the change in James' attitude.
James followed the stairs and came to a meditation room. The tape recorder here played a teaching-like recording. Many believers sat cross-legged together and looked at the paintings on the wall, which were empty except for darkness.
It was like staring into a bottomless abyss.
Resisting the discomfort in his heart, James continued walking deeper.
As he went deeper, his brain became dizzy again, and this time, it was also accompanied by labor pains.
Terrifying hallucinations emerged again. When passing by a mirror, he suddenly saw a tall black figure wearing tattered robes appearing behind him.
But when I stopped to look, there was nothing.
James shook his coat pocket subconsciously.
The sound of pills hitting the glass bottle made James feel a little relieved.
He went deeper, and behind him, a group of believers who were visualizing the pictures turned their heads silently and neatly, watching him step into the darkness.
——
"Su really opened my eyes this time."
In the house, Tom leaned on the chair and took a bite of the apple. Although his mouth was chewing, his eyes were empty.
The scene from last night was still replaying in his mind, so that he couldn't sleep at night and was in a trance.
The destructive power produced by every move can be called a human-shaped nuclear bomb.
It is unimaginable how much damage this battle would cause if it took place in the bustling city of London.
"Is he the legendary land god?"
Tom couldn't help but speculate.
"I don't know."
Katie's tone sounded a little listless.
In the morning, she had a real face-to-face encounter with the two people who came to visit Su.
Ron... Theresia...
These two have to be good-looking, good-looking, not only rich, but also extraordinary enough to deal with evil spirits.
I originally thought that the two Hollywood actresses were already formidable rivals, but I didn't expect that there would be a master.
All-round numerical crushing, what should we do?
Does she still have a chance?
Katie sighed, feeling lonely in her heart.
For a moment, he had no motivation to continue sorting out the information, so he stood up from his seat and walked aimlessly to Tom's side. But he found that his younger brother was concentrating on checking the dense text on the computer.
Such an abnormal phenomenon attracted Katie's attention, and she immediately leaned down. When she could see the content clearly, she frowned.
"What do you do with this kind of thing?"
The computer is about a small religious group called "Bridge Builders Church".
Based on the description, Katie judged that they were a typical doomsday sect, that is, a sect that believed in the end of the world or the Millennium Kingdom.
They despise everything in this world, pursue beauty beyond the physical body, and easily do extreme things.
In addition, the information also contains some occult-related information and incomprehensible sentences.
Life is a disease...Infection is a blessing...The brain itch...Self-killing is a form of mind control...
Even people who don’t know what doomsday sects are can still identify the elements of the “Church of Bridge Builders” based on this.
"The James I mentioned to Su before, I was curious and searched according to the information he mentioned, and found these."
"What they believe in does not seem to be native to the earth."
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
Tom said as he collected the information.
"They firmly believe in the existence of the noosphere, that is, all thinking and consciousness can be integrated into one, thereby connecting with some great existence."
"However, I have never heard that the wisdom circle has such a meaning."
"It is very similar to the counterfeit concept of cult practices. Using a noun that has appeared before, giving it a new meaning after adaptation, making it a part of consciousness control."
Katie discussed calmly.
"These people are obviously crazy and are actually conducting experiments related to Tupa's manifestation."
Tom followed what Katie said and found the relevant passage.
In 1991, the Bridge Builders Church tried to manifest Tupa in the United States, but a terrible riot broke out in the end, and almost everyone involved died.
The last survivor also committed suicide in the hospital.
"What is tupa?"
Tom couldn't understand, so he asked his elder sister who knew a little bit about everything.
"Tupa means fantasy person. It refers to the thinking body generated in the brain that is independent of the main consciousness. You can simply understand it as a dual personality, or a fantasy partner."
At this point, Katie paused.
Buddhism, which originated in Tianzhu, will change according to local conditions after spreading to different places.
For example, island Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism, among which the territory where Bhutan is located, also have derived branches of Buddhism.
The founder of the Bridge Builders Church, his so-called enlightenment in Bhutan should be due to his seeing some unknown mysterious existence there.
"But isn't dual personality a mental illness? After suffering severe trauma, the mind will create an imaginary partner out of a self-protection mechanism to accompany oneself, or to bear the pain on one's behalf."
"How could it be related to the occult?"
Tom was a little confused when he heard this.
"That's true, but it is passively produced. Tupa is something created by people's active imagination and continuous self-suggestion reinforcement. In terms of occultism, there is a big difference between active and passive. You can To remember.”
After listening to Katie's additional explanation, Tom suddenly realized.
"In other words, in 1991, those who participated in the experiment imagined an identical non-existent person and tried to make it appear, right?"
When he said this, Tom was also quite emotional.
"What a bunch of lunatics."
It was obvious that they had failed, otherwise everyone involved would not have died.
But the problem is that the Church of the Bridge Builders still exists openly.
Do they abandon their previous failed plans?
"No...I have to tell Albert and the others."
Tom always had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Urban legends may not exist, but this doomsday cult has actually killed people.
It's too dangerous for James to continue investigating.
He took out his cell phone and dialed the cell phone number of the unsmiling plainclothes policeman deftly.
"Hello."
"Officer Albert, this is Tom. I have something to tell you about James here."
Tom couldn't wait to share the secrets he and his sister Katie had investigated, but was interrupted before he could speak.
The words he confided almost made the former's heart skip a beat.
"Tom, which James are you talking about?"
"Albert...this joke is not funny at all."
Tom smiled sarcastically, harboring illusions in his heart.
"James, he's the former policeman who showed up at the police station to help you resolve the rude parents and teenagers blocking your door. He's an alcoholic man who looks like a homeless man."
"Didn't you and Charles tell me personally about his past before?"
"What's the past? Tell me."
Tom immediately recounted everything he had learned.
After listening, the person on the other side was silent for a moment before speaking.
"We did have a plainclothes policeman named James in our police station, and it was similar to what you said, but he didn't have a wife or son, so there was no death in a car accident."
"James became addicted to alcohol because he lost his partner with whom he had a good relationship during an arrest mission."
"Although there are some discrepancies, James is indeed a real person. Why did you react that way, Officer Albert..."
Although Tom was confused, he felt a little more at ease.
Unexpectedly, Albert's next words were like a bolt from the blue.
Tom hung up the phone in a daze, and this reaction also made Katie on the side realize something was wrong.
"What did Albert say?"
Tom turned his head numbly, looked at his sister, and spoke slowly.
"He said that James passed away due to a car accident more than a month ago... His coffin has been buried, and it is impossible for what I said before to happen..."
Katie took a deep breath.
A serious deviation between self-perception and the world will make it impossible to distinguish whether what you see is reality or an illusion.
If you are an ordinary person, you can only be helpless and lost.
But they are different.
People who will never be deceived, anchor to their side.
Therefore, James does exist.
But in this case, how to explain what Albert said?
Have their memories been modified by unknown entities?
With such doubts, Katie edited everything into a text message and sent it.
(End of chapter)