Kitahara leaned on Bailiu's shoulder, controlled his crying, and took two deep breaths: "...I won't delay you, you have to take a rest and go to the Luming Shrine on the mountain to practice dance."
After speaking, Kitahara knelt back two steps, lowered his head and folded his hands in front of his forehead and slowly bowed down, his tone trembling slightly:
"Bai Liu, if you are really the heir of the Cthulhu, if your dance can really be passed to the Cthulhu, then I implore you, ask him to choose Xiaokui as a sacrifice this time!"
"I can last two more years, but Xiaokui really can't do it anymore."
Kitahara's voice was a little choked, and then quickly raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, bowed to Bai Liu, and took his hem clothes and took off the hard room practice notice posted on the inside of the door, and closed it. The door of the Japanese room walked away sadly from the back.
Bai Liu retracted and looked at the door that Beiyuan had closed when he left, slowly shifting his gaze to the wave map he was facing.
Horror games, especially the narrow interior decorations in Japanese-style horror games, generally have clues to follow, especially the innermost room where the inner wall does not connect with the outside Japanese room.
Shiryu got up, reached out and touched the shrine-style ship thrown up by the waves on the wave map. His fingertips carefully checked the decoration of the ship inch by inch, and finally stopped on the reverse cross flag that was half-hidden on the ship.
He clicked on this place with his fingertips to freeze, then took off the painting and found the spot on the wall that was previously marked.
Bai Liu calmly bent his fingers against the wall and pressed down.
A depression quickly emerged on the wall, and then the place where the painting was bound on the wall flipped over, changing from a flat wall to a frame-sized, embedded shrine.
Placed in the middle of the shrine is an extremely finely carved mahogany statue.
This idol is a few years old, and the mahogany on the knees and shoulders is a little darkened because of being wiped with care. It looks similar to Bai Liu's body, but when you look closely, you need more complicated and delicate hunting clothes.
The clear and long hem of the hunter's clothes fell onto the slender ankles that were randomly stacked on the idols. The ankles were carved with chains that faded after being painted with gold powder, and the rippling sea surface was stepped on under their feet.
The statue of the god hangs his head slightly, sitting loosely on the raised eaves of the worship hall, holding a book with ambiguous carvings in both hands, as if reading it seriously, with a hand rubbed around the top of his face. The knotted rope looked like hemp rope. A piece of soft and erratic white defensive rice paper was passed through the rope, covering his face.
On the rice paper, there is a writing brush with the word "Wish" written on it.
Going forward, there is an incense burner that is slowly rising in the shrine. With the slight wind in the Japanese room, the deity's rice paper covered on the surface of the god and the smoke rising from the incense burner are slightly swaying and ups and downs, a kind of clear and pleasant. The scent of sandalwood spilled out.
Bai Liu stopped his gaze on the wood-carved book in the hands of the god statue, and paused slightly.
The pages of this book are cracked, and they look like the kind of lines that are roughly torn apart by hands and then glued together.
There is a book in Bai Liu's memory that fits the texture of this texture.
When Sheta was sunk in the pond, Bai Liu put the book in Sheta's arms. The book should have drifted away with Sheta...
But now I have appeared in the hands of this idol, and I will contact the subject of this copy again...
This idol is probably Sheta. One of the old Cthulhu sacrifices in the game.
Bai Liu stepped forward without hesitation, and reached out to uncover the defensive rice paper covering the face of the god.
The moment the defensive rice paper was lifted upwards by Bai Liu on the face of the statue, the wave map that was unloaded by Bai Liu and placed on the ground suddenly made a huge sound of waves, and a violent sea breeze blew out from inside, blowing Bai Liu’s hunting clothes. Moving covers the eyes.
Severe storms and violent waves rushed out of the painting, and instantly swept the white willow standing in front of the shrine into the painting.
After the storm subsided, the painting on the ground did not know when it was hung on the wall. Except for the big ship on the wave map, it disappeared. Everything was restored to its original state. The sudden gust of wind, waves, and torrential rain dissipated. Without a trace.
There was no one in the room, only the Mifune white six wooden signs hanging on the side of the door and the leisurely sandalwood in the room.
System reminder: Player Bailiu triggers the old evil god offerings collection branch of the main storyline
In a violent dizziness that could shake people around, Bai Liu slowly opened his eyes.
In front of him was a dark cabin, and he could vaguely see the outlines of the upper and lower bunks and the people sleeping on it, and the sound of seasickness and vomiting in his ears, and the hysterical collapse and crying of some children.
"I want to go back!!!"
"I want to stay in the orphanage! I don't want to come here!!!"
"The people who buy us are lunatics who abuse children! Let us get off the boat!!"
Bai Liu looked at his hand, which became slender and shorter than before. He lowered his head and looked at his figure. Don't make it short before. Sleeping on this narrow plank bed can straighten your feet.
From a rough estimate of his height, he should be only sixteen or seventeen years old now.
Bai Liu moved his body. He found that his hands and feet were tightly tied together, tied to the foot of the bed on one side of the bed. His body rose and fell violently as the waves tossed the boat, but he could not move at all.
A flash of lightning pierced the night sky, and the light shone into the cabin, Bai Liu finally saw clearly what kind of environment he was in.
The three narrow beds in the upper and middle floors of the cabin were densely packed with children with pale faces, ranging in age from several to seventeen or eighteen. These children, like him, had their hands tied together and tied to one side of the bed. Some shrank into a small cry, some were numb and motionless, some were seasick and vomiting.
For example, sleeping behind Bai Liu.
"Oh!" The other party kept retching. After vomiting, he coughed and gasped. It should be because he didn't eat anything, and he didn't vomit anything, but the whole person was too weak to hear the voice.
"If you are seasick, it's better not to think about running away." Bai Liu said in a light voice, "Escape from here. You have no way to escape from the sea. You have to take a boat wherever you go on the sea."
The person behind Bai Liu who was careful and struggling stopped his movements. After a long time, he said hoarsely, "My name is Cangtai, what is your name?"
"Bai Liu." Bai Liu replied.
The other party was a little surprised: "Are you the Bailiu they said?"
Bai Liu had a meal: "Do you know me?"
"It can't be said that it is acquaintance." Cang hesitated too much, "... You are the most famous child in our place, and each of us has discussed your matter."
"My business?" Bai Liuwei raised slightly, "Did I do anything that you all need to discuss in this environment?"
Cang Tai paused, then hesitated and spoke in a low voice: "They said you killed a child named Sheta in the Aixin Welfare Institute and pushed it into the pond. Is it true?"
Bai Liu Yijing, his tone faded completely when he spoke: "As one of the protagonists of this story, can I be fortunate to know the whole story of this circulating story?"
"Did you not kill anyone? Are they talking nonsense?" Cang Tai shrank, leaning close to Bai Liu's ear, and said to him in a low voice, "The version I heard is like this, they said you were When I was in the Aixin Welfare Institute, I was a very weird child. Since I was a child, he has liked to play with all kinds of weird things, and he has also played with many small animals."
Bai Liu asked back: "For example?"
Cangtai began to recall: "Kittens, little rabbits, little hamsters and the like, they said you would peel off the skins of small animals, and then clip them to the cutest page in all kinds of fairy tale books, usually fairy tales. The page in the story where everyone is happy."
"When these children open the book and happily see the last page, these bloody animal furs will fall out, scaring the children and screaming and running around the room. You were there at that time. Cocked his head and smiled."
Bai Liu paused subtly, and a certain point in his memory that had been concealed was touched, and suddenly a strange and familiar memory emerged.
It seems that a long time ago, when he was cleaning the library with Sheta, he did talk about whether or not to prank other people in the orphanage like this, but Sheta flatly stopped it in the end.
Sheta looked at him with those silver-blue eyes and asked softly: "You wouldn't do this."
"Why wouldn't I?" Bai Liu squinted and asked back.
Xie Ta was quiet, and said, "Because I have seen Bai Liu who would do this."
"You are not the white six."
"There are other Bailiu besides me in this world?" Bai Liurao approached Sheta interestingly, "You don't seem to like this Bailiu very much."
Scheta lowered his eyes: "No likes or dislikes."
"He and I have a natural competitive relationship designed. He is innately chasing desires and wants to draw energy frantically from all the powerful people, things, and even monsters he can see, and convert it into money or other things. Something of value."
Bai Liu commented: "It sounds like me."
Xie Ta raised his eyes: "You are different."
"He will... kill me, but you won't."
Bai Liu could only remember the shape of the word in the middle of Xieta's words, because the ball outside suddenly hit the window, smashing the window open, and covering Xieta's voice.
When Bai Liu asked again afterwards, Xieta looked away, said nothing, and stopped answering him.
Cangtai continued: "Later you did more and more overdoing things. At that time, you were especially concerned about a child named Sheta in the orphanage. He was also a very strange child. He liked watching all kinds of things quietly by himself. Drawing of horror."
"You will always observe him and follow him, but Sheta seems to ignore you and never cares about anything you do."
"Once you went to the church to look for Sieta, Sieta often read a book alone there, and that day, you stood quietly behind Sieta for a long time, and Sieta seemed to be reading something slender..."
Mrs. Cang suddenly got stuck: "What are they talking about, it's a very long title..."
Bai Liu added faintly: "A record of the slender ghost murder."
"Yes, yes! That's the name!" Cangtai continued excitedly and smoothly, "They said you killed Sheta that night, and brought back a blood-stained lanky ghost murderer. The transcript, sitting by the bed alone, humming a small tune, seemed to read this book happily all night, and frightened the person next to you."
"Then the person who lives with you has a courageous child and asks if you really killed Sheta."
When Mrs. Cang talked about this, she swallowed nervously: "You smiled and raised your head to look at him, with blood on your face, saying yes, I will kill him."
"The kid broke down and asked, why did you kill Sheta? He didn't do anything to hurt you!"
"Then you said" Cangtai's voice became trembling, "you said..."
"Because I also wanted to read the book about the lanky ghost murder record, I stood behind Sieta and waited for a long time, until he turned his head and invited me to read the book with him."
"Unfortunately he didn't. He didn't seem to see me standing behind him waiting for him to turn around."
"You smiled regretfully, opened your hands and said that there was no way, I had to kill him, and then in turn invited his body to watch with me."
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