Followed the account of Zhang Chen's loyal fan "Takoyaki" who sent a private message all the way, and almost scanned all the communication tools that the other party had used on the Internet. All the traces left behind were neatly spread out in front of the original innocence, without any mistakes or omissions.
[Host, why? Why are you so proficient? ] System 999 watched silently, and finally couldn't help but speak.
... He was obviously an old antique in the Luofu world who knew nothing about modern technological civilization at the beginning, wasn't he? No matter how you look at this hacking technique, it is a master of masters. Could it be that the host secretly made up lessons while it didn't know
"I went to the last world, usually idle? I learned some extra skills. Don't you use them now?"
... are you free
System 999 quickly found the records of that world in the database, and recalled the group of people who were sent around by their own host, unable to complain.
... Yes, there are so many tools for the host to call, isn't the host just idle
"Slap!"
With the last sound, the fingers that did not want to tap the keyboard stopped, and his gaze was fixed on the screen.
…
Ten kilometers away, a detached villa on the outskirts of the city.
The slanting sunset is like an egg yolk pierced before it is ripe, and the flowing orange evenly spreads over the entire sky and diffuses into the courtyard of the villa.
The sound of the piano flowing like water came out from the villa. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the clear, brisk and melodious sound of the piano showed an inexplicable desolation and depression.
Amidst the sound of the piano, there is a young girl humming out of tune, cheerful and light, as if the little girl who has been confessed by her sweetheart is expressing the joy in her heart.
"La la la... is he dead... damn it..."
"With my blood...my flesh...my everything..."
"La la la... not enough... not enough..."
The setting sun shone in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the entire floor was covered in crimson, as if it had been painted with red paint. If you look closely, it looks more like coagulated blood, or like crimson wax oil dripping all over the floor.
A girl in a white skirt "sits" in the middle of the floor.
She was born petite and exquisite, and her snow-white skirt spread out on the deep red floor, like unfolding flower petals. This scene looks extremely beautiful.
But if you look down carefully, you will find that the underside of her splayed skirt seems to have been cut in two at the waist, and there is nothing from the waist down, no legs, no legs, There were no feet, and no blood flowed either.
The girl's waist was in contact with the floor, and the waist part was still melting, and crimson "wax oil" flowed out from under the skirt. It is conceivable that her feet and legs have already melted into "wax oil" all over the floor.
On the floor in front of the girl in the white skirt, a dark red candle was burning quietly. The wax oil on the ground seemed to be attracted by something, and all flowed towards this candle. This pencil-thin candle was as red as a candle. blood in general.
At the wick of the candle, flames were burning with fangs and claws. Countless people were screaming and wailing in the flames, murmuring frantically. The flame was reflected in the girl's eyes, attracting all her attention, and her expression was so focused that it was almost crazy.
The icy flame burned on the wax melted from the girl's flesh and blood, and the brisk singing sounded in the room. Gradually, her shoulders also melted, leaving only a head that had not completely lost its breath in the wax. .
The record player was running slowly in the corner, and the brisk sound of the piano flowed through the entire room. The girl's singing had stopped, and a pair of bloodshot eyes were staring at the burning flame. She seemed to have seen something unbelievable, and her tone was full of resentment: "Why? Why? Why hasn't he? Died yet! No, it shouldn't be—how could he not die?!"
"...why? Why not?"
The gate of the villa was suddenly knocked open, and a figure Shi Shiran walked in. The twilight fell on the visitor, casting a slender shadow.
The broken hair was blown up by the breeze, revealing the broad forehead of the young man, and the overly sparse and stern eyebrows below. He has a sharp, not-so-good-looking face, approaching, pale and cold with alienation.
Didn't he walk over the "red paint" all over the ground, and came directly in front of the girl. His gaze swept over the only remaining head, and he didn't stop for a second before landing on the one on the floor. On a red candle.
He bent down and pulled out the candle vigorously. Strand after trace of viscous red wax oil seemed to have turned into countless granulation in an instant, entangled on the floor, and when the candle was pulled out, it made a teeth-piercing sound.
It was not because of one force, to pull it off directly.
There seemed to be countless "screams" in my ears.
Holding the pencil-thick candle, he stood up and looked down at the head on the ground.
"ah-"
The moment the candle was pulled out, the girl let out a short scream, and the eyes that had been eroded by madness finally recovered for a moment of sobriety, and the pale and cold face of the young man was reflected in her pupils: "It's you!" …”
The flowing wax oil completely solidified on the floor, the neck below the head no longer melted, the girl's beautiful face was stained with a layer of bluish white, and her eyes completely lost all their brilliance, as if they had been dead for a long time.
Why didn't she look at the small candle in her hand again.
When his eyes fell on the burning flame, he immediately felt an uncontrollable strange force, which made him unable to help but want to stare for a long time.
"Be careful! Don't look!"
There was a shout from outside the gate, and a figure rushed in like a ghost, bringing a gust of wind. He reached out and was about to snatch the candle from Yuan Buwei?'s hand.
It wasn't because he turned sideways to avoid him, but the hand holding the candle was still steady. He looked away from the flames and looked at the man who had suddenly rushed in.
He has a dark jacket and trousers of the same color. He has a burly figure and a sturdy temperament. His head is shaved into a square inch. Although his face is not handsome, his eyebrows are very handsome, giving people a kind of "tough guy" " temperament.
Did this person see? He was able to snatch the candle from Yuan Buwei's hand, didn't he? He tried to shoot again, but hurriedly said: "Don't stare at this flame for more than ten seconds, or it will definitely happen? Yes? You don't want to see it?" Horror incidents happened."
"...to become like her?"
It seems that he didn't think of why? No? There was a half-sentence question, but he accepted the setting all of a sudden. The man was stunned, and then simply said: "That's right."
"Oh? Then? What if you just blow out the candle?"
Originally not because he was very curious, like a brat who got a new toy, puffed up his cheeks, as if he would lean over to blow it off as soon as he got an answer.
The man's face changed, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "Don't!"
While the two were talking, two people walked in from outside the door. They seemed to be still wearing school uniforms, dressed as students. They were a boy and a girl in the age of seventeen or eighteen.
"Old Chu, what's the matter?"
These three people obviously knew each other. They greeted each other, and immediately looked around the whole villa calmly. When they saw the girl's head on the floor, they all shook their heads and sighed.
Then, they looked at Yuan Buwei who was standing by the side holding a candle.
The boy among them spoke first, and asked curiously: "Hey, are you an investigator from another area? Why haven't we met?"
Yuan Bu raised his lips with interest: "Investigator? I think I heard some meaningful term?"
"...Aren't you an investigator?!" The young man was astonished, and realized that he had slipped his tongue. He quickly covered his mouth, and looked at his two companions innocently.
"White Chi, you idiot! I said a long time ago that you should be cautious and don't casually leak secrets to ordinary people..." The girl on the side covered her forehead helplessly, let out a sigh, and then turned to "Why not?" "Sorry, it's like this …”
In such an environment that can be called a horror movie scene, why is he so calm and calm? It is undoubtedly very eye-catching. To say that he is an ordinary person who knows nothing about everything, I am afraid that no one is willing to believe it.
It's no wonder that Wade White will admit his mistake.
Thinking this way in her heart, the girl has already started to negotiate skillfully. Obviously, she has dealt with this kind of thing more than once or twice. She took out a piece of dark cloth: "Let us isolate this "flame of hatred" first, and then Can you tell me something else in detail? "
"Of course." Yuan didn't mean? No? There was no intention of obstructing, so he lifted the candle and passed it over.
The girl didn't cast her eyes on the flame for almost a second, she grabbed the black cloth with her eyes closed and covered it, her movements were very quick.
Miraculously, the black cloth covered the entire candle, but it was never burned by the flames. Instead, it blocked all the flames. The inexplicable and gloomy atmosphere in the villa seemed to have dissipated a lot.
call…
The three of them let out a long sigh of relief. Why not? It is even obvious that their bodies relax a lot.
Then, the tall man took out a certificate from his pocket: "This time what you encountered is a special incident of confidentiality level. We are investigators from the Special Incident Investigation Bureau, referred to as the Special Affairs Bureau... "
According to the self-introductions of the three, the man's name is Chu Kuang, the boy from before is called Bai Chi, and the last girl who looks gentle and amiable and good at negotiating is called An Miaomiao.
Inexplicably appearing here, the three of them naturally had to routinely ask about the identity of the original.
"My name is Yun'an." Yuan didn't do it? He took out Yuan's identity certificate and showed them.
"Mr. Yun, can you tell us what happened before we came?" An Miaomiao asked as they sat down in the yard of the villa.
There is an unaffected gentleness and kindness in her, which makes it easy for people to let go of their hearts and unknowingly remove their guard. Although this kind of influence is like a breeze to Yuan Buwei, it can be ignored directly, but why bother to show it
Why? Then he told the story of the original body receiving a private message and being trapped in a strange space: "... After coming out of that strange space, I realized that there should be a problem with that private letter, so I used A little trivial hobby?, and tracked it down to this place." Having said that, he smiled slightly and spread his hands, "Then, this is what you see."
"No, wait, let me take a look." Wade Wade was stunned, he couldn't understand it, "You mean, you left the Paradox first, and then you traced it here through the traces on the Internet—"
Didn't he nod his head for that, and acted suddenly: "So that weird space is called the Paradox, um, I came here after I came out of the Paradise."
All three of them looked at him suddenly, speechless for a while.
... No, why are you so calm? An ordinary person just came out of the Paradise like this, such a thrilling thing has become a sentence in your mouth, have you omitted all the middle process
Although I really want to know how Yuan Buwei? escaped from the paradox, but this is obviously not the point now, the point is the matter in front of me: "You mean, Xu Zhenzhen sent you a curse private message? Then? It should be That's right? That's right, it's the effect of the flame of hatred!"
"The flame of hatred? What exactly is this?" Yuan Bu looked curiously at the candle covered in black cloth on the ground.
The three of them were silent for a moment, and Chu Kuang said, "Accordingly, this kind of thing wouldn't happen? Let ordinary people know, even if you encounter this kind of thing today, you will probably have to erase this memory later. But since you can come out of the paradoxical domain, it is obvious that you are no longer an ordinary person, maybe you still have the potential to become an investigator... "
Then, he talked shallowly: "The world we live in may seem peaceful and peaceful to ordinary people. But in fact, since a year ago, many strange changes have occurred in various parts of the world. .Ghosts, ghosts, weirdness, all sorts of strange things have popped up..."
"For example, what you encountered before was weirdness. Strangeness is like a rule, which cannot be eliminated by itself, and we humans do not understand their birth laws at all. Take the one recorded by the Special Affairs Bureau. For example, the weirdness appeared in a campsite nine months ago. At that time, there were 27 teachers and students in a class, playing games with nothing to do, but the weirdness came without warning. The game lost People who die will die, and they will die if they quit the game halfway—this is the rule set by Weird, and no one can break it. If you don’t want to die, you have to keep winning... ”
It is conceivable that, as this round goes on, except for the final winner, everyone else will die.
The last student who survived was also mentally stimulated, and is still recuperating in a mental hospital.
Bringing up the old story again, the emotions of the three of them were obviously depressed. Chu Kuang's eyes sparkled: "Our investigators exist to deal with these ghosts, evil spirits, and weirdness. But the investigators are only mortals. , I don’t have super powers, so how do I fight against these weird things? Then we have to mention the sealed item.”
Sealed items are also born along with the weirdness. Compared with the uncontrollable weirdness, the sealed item is obviously an existence that humans can control. Although controlling the Sealed Artifact also has to pay a heavy or shallow price.
"... This flame of hatred is a sealed item that was discovered more than half a month ago. It is said that it will affect the emotions of the holder and amplify the hatred in the holder's heart. The holders we know so far Originally, it was just a quarrel with the neighbor, and the emotions should disappear after a day. Didn't you? I thought that under the influence of the flame of hatred, this person hated the neighbor, and actually went into the next door to kill someone one night... "
The police who handled the case at that time just treated it as an ordinary case. It was not until recently that they discovered all kinds of clues that something was wrong and followed the clues.
According to the description of the three, all the sealed items in this world must pay a price when used, and the more powerful the sealed item, the more so.
The effect of the flame of hatred is that when the flame is ignited, the person who hates in the heart can be cursed, and misfortune will befall the other party. If you drop your own blood into the flames, the curse will become stronger.
And the price to pay is that the owner will also be affected by the flame of hatred, be swayed by hatred, and finally become more and more crazy. At the beginning it might be just a few drops of blood, but in the end it might be like Xu Zhenzhen? Almost sacrificed his whole body, and his whole body was swallowed by the flame of hatred.
The original body, Yunan, okay? Okay? Staying at home, suddenly being pulled into a strange realm formed by weird rules, it is obvious that the "misfortune" brought about by the curse of the flame of hatred has come.
Car accidents, accidents, earthquakes, fires, falling into weird rules... are all "misfortunes" that can happen. And the original body is obviously the most unlucky kind.
In the original plot of fate, Xu Zhenzhen just dropped a few drops of blood, and the original body died in the strange domain, and then the three investigators who followed the clues along the way arrived. They took away the flame of hatred from Xu Zhenzhen's hands, but failed to save Yuan's life.
If I remember wrongly, although Xu Zhenzhen was punished this time, it was because she came forward to protect Zhang Chen, and when Zhang Chen grew up, she took Xu Zhenzhen under her wing Next?, to be sheltered.
The arrival of what was not for the sake of it obviously changed the direction of fate.
He didn't die, but escaped from the treacherous domain and broke the curse. For the flame of hatred to befall more "misfortune", it means that it has to ask for more from the owner Xu Zhenzhen - this is why there is no reason
The doubts in my heart were all gone, seeing Chu Kuang and the other three people still want to invite him to join the Special Affairs Bureau, why not? After thinking about it for a while, he asked seriously: "Can I be a part-time investigator?"
"???" I've seen so many newcomers joining the Special Affairs Bureau, and this is the first time I've heard such a request. The three of them looked puzzled, and friends with little question marks held hands in a circle, "Your original What does the job do? Is it important?"
"My job is to bring baptism to everyone's minds, lead them to appreciate the scenery of a different world, and let everyone prepare from the bottom of their hearts for the changes in the real world... Well, it's very important oh."
A series of question marks appeared above the heads of the three people again: "It looks really important, so what is it..."
"Hey, thank you for the invitation, just an ordinary horror writer."