Chapter 36 The bleeding soil
Listening to the other party's description, Sun Hang only felt that something was about to move deep in his mind - it was the memory fragments that had just been absorbed from the three saints, but they had been forcibly blocked by Sun Hang in the first place. .
The memory fragments of that girl alone had already made him a little confused. If the memory fragments of three people came up at the same time, the sense of confusion and disorientation would definitely be a devastating blow to Sun Hang's self-understanding.
Sun Hang originally had very few "own" memories, and now he has a lot of very real memories from others, which can easily make him have self-doubt...
Who exactly is "I"? Sun Hang? Han Ying? ? "saint"? Or a member of a cult that believes in "Tai Sui Ye"?
Rather than face this risk, Sun Hang would rather choose to seal up these memory fragments... wait until his self-understanding is stable enough before making contact.
"You two, and, you two." Sun Hang ordered two more sturdy believers, "Take the tools and follow me downstairs."
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Behind this residential building, there is an open space of about 200 square meters. This was originally a green belt in the community. However, due to the unfinished project, not to mention green plants, even the most basic drainage system was not completed. The paths originally used for people to travel have long been covered with mud. Sun Hang can fully imagine how messy this place can become on rainy days.
"Where was the last time the saint dug earth?" Sun Hang asked the two women.
The two of them pointed to the center of the open space in unison.
In a low-cost community like this, the land area is very tight, and the distance between buildings is also compressed to the extreme. This area is sandwiched between two residential buildings and receives almost no sunlight. The surface of the mud floor and the two buildings The base of the wall was covered with a layer of unevenly thick moss, but the soil surface where the two men pointed was very clean, and it did look like it had been turned over recently.
"You two, dig up the soil there." Sun Hang directed the other two male believers holding shovels.
"I... we don't dare..." the two male believers shook their heads with grimaces, "Only the saints can communicate with Master Tai Sui. The rest of us don't have that ability. What if we offend Mr. Tai Sui... I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."
"Are you afraid of 'Tai Sui'?" Sun Hang asked.
Not only these two men, but the two women next to them also nodded repeatedly: "There used to be a believer who wanted to leave the sect after he was cured of his illness. He also threatened the saint, saying that if he didn't let him leave, his family would immediately Go report it..."
"What happened next?"
"The saint told him to leave. He took two steps out before he came back with a look of horror on his face. Then he pushed open the window and jumped out... It was in this open space that he fell to death." A man The believer said, "The saint did not let us collect his body... But the next day, the body disappeared inexplicably, and even the blood was gone."
"It was eaten by 'Master Tai Sui'..." Another male believer whispered, "The saint said... that is called 'sacrifice'."
"So, are you digging or not?" Sun Hang asked again.
"But..."
"Let me ask you, do you think 'Tai Sui' is more terrifying, or...me?"
The two male believers suddenly recalled what had just happened upstairs, and their faces suddenly turned pale as paper. One of them nodded immediately: "Dig! Let's dig! But, can I ask you something?"
"Say."
"If 'Master Tai Sui' gets angry, can you save our lives?" he begged.
"I'll try my best." Sun Hang nodded slightly. The two of them walked to the land that was not covered by moss with their shovels. The man who just asked Sun Hang for protection took a deep breath, raised the shovel, and shoveled diagonally into the ground.
Just as the front end of the shovel sank into the soil, the man's expression suddenly changed. His body froze and he said cautiously: "I...I seem to have touched something..."
"Don't scare me!" The other man subconsciously took two steps back, "What did you hit?"
"Okay... okay... it seems like the shovel has been dug into the flesh..." The man glanced at Sun Hang and said tremblingly, "Can I take the shovel out... and take a look again?"
Sun Hang nodded.
The man held his breath and pulled the shovel head out of the soil bit by bit.
There was nothing unusual about the front end of the shovel head except for some broken soil. But just when everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, a blood-like liquid suddenly seeped out from the soil. The soil near the shovel mouth was dyed dark red.
"Ah!" The man was suddenly shocked, threw away the shovel in his hand, fell to the ground, and crawled back on his hands and feet.
The two women even let out a scream and retreated ten meters away in fear.
Sun Hang frowned, walked up, picked up the fallen man, and picked up the shovel on the ground.
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There wasn't much "blood" seeping out of the soil, it just dyed a palm-sized area red and then stopped spreading.
"Have you ever seen blood bleed when you saw the saint cutting Tai Sui's flesh before?" Sun Hang looked back at the two women in the distance and asked.
The two women immediately shook their heads like rattles.
"Too... too... Mr. Tai Sui... should... should..." The young woman stammered, "No... not so shallow..."
"Can Tai Sui move on its own?"
"...I don't know." The woman still shook her head, "What does the complete Tai Sui look like... Actually, we have never seen it."
"Since Tai Sui parasitizing in your body can use mycelium to attack others, then Tai Sui's body should not be a piece of rotten meat that can be slaughtered by others." Sun Hang recalled the file from seven years ago, which was temporarily numbered "E The "179" meat ball does not have offensive capabilities - at least in the Bureau of Investigation's files, it is written that "no offensive properties have been found, and the threat level is low."
What the cult uses to feed meat balls are immobile corpses. If a living person with unrestricted movement is thrown into a fish tank, he can easily break free of the entangled mycelium and step on the meat. The group escapes from the fish tank.
Assuming that "Tai Sui" and the meat ball are the same type of monster, how far can it "evolve" in seven years?
Sun Hang signaled the two male believers to step back. He walked forward with a shovel, pointed the shovel head vertically at the bleeding hole, and stamped on it.
"Pfft."
Just as the male believer just said, the touch from the front of the shovel head is not like broken soil - neither soft soil nor hardened soil - but like cutting into a piece of soil. In tough leather.
(End of chapter)