The Grim Reaper Can’t Be Tricked

Chapter 87: Psychic (5)

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"The ninth," Amano Zongmi looked at Cen Jin: "Student Huang, it's your turn."

Cen Jin blinked and turned to look at Totem and Wang Lingxian respectively, only to receive two eyes full of trust, feeling despair.

"Wait a minute, I'll brew some emotions."

First of all, it can be confirmed that there are two main stories in the room, and his keyword 'ghost school' should be the main line of 'psychic', because the keyword in the room in the previous round was 'psychic'.

What he suspects now is that the key word fits the main line so well, does it represent the particularity of his identity card

Is it possible that the 'priest's lover' is the main NPC in the main story of 'psychic'

There are only three people in this room who follow the main line of 'Psychic', and the main line of the other six people is 'Cunning Town'. For him, there are too few clues, plus the five-sentence limit, there is no way to complete the 'Cunning Town'. Town' this thread, not to mention 'psychic'.

The brain tried desperately to think. The deeper he thought about it, the more serious Cen Jin's face became. The first time he played a game, the reason why he mentioned the ghost school was because of the reminder of the word 'priest' in the identity card. He subconsciously thought of the church opposite the middle school and the old priest.

In order to match the thoughts of other players, the school was specially called 'ghost school', and the keyword in the next round of the game was directly drawn to 'ghost school'. Is this purely a coincidence

Rudra and the others urged Cen Jin to start quickly and stop delaying time.

Cen Jin pursed his lips and said, "My key word is ghost school."

The two camps on the opposite side looked at each other, each lowered their heads and whispered a few words, and at the same time determined the two main lines in the room and who was on which main line. It was impossible for Huang Mao to solve their main line.

After he finishes the story, the second round will start. According to the original ranking, only one kill Matt is needed. After that, the second and third rankings are all Bharat people. Obviously, they have the greatest advantage.

After a wave of analysis by Amano Zongya and the others, they agreed that the Bharat people are the greatest threat.

"I have a ghost mother who killed my mother and slit my father's throat on Christmas Eve to make me a stand-in for her son."

Huang Mao said calmly, and everyone else in the room began to stare at him nervously.

"The court convicted me and the ghost mother to murder my father and put us in a mental hospital.

Until one day, I received a letter telling me how to revive my parents, so I induced the ghost mother to drown me. I succeeded in provoking the night shift doctor to open the door to punish the ghost mother, and I took the opportunity to sneak out of the hospital and go to a well-known middle school in this city. .

As instructed, I pushed open the door of the plaster room at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Inside, I saw rows of plaster casts draped in white cloth standing silently in place, with six people surrounded by plaster statues.

One of the men's lower body was covered with plaster, and the upper body kept struggling and begging for mercy, but his mouth was blocked, while the other five all looked back at me and said to me, "You are the only one left, hurry up." "

After speaking, Huang Mao returned to silence.

Everyone looked at each other.

Amano Zongmi frowned: "Is it gone?"

Yellow Hair: "It's over."

Immediately, they were full of energy and eager to try, and a bunch of ideas that broke the logic of Huangmao's story emerged in their hearts, and they couldn't wait to eliminate Huangmao from the game.

"It's halftime, you can exchange information with each other, and then prepare for the story meeting of the next round of the game." As if he could not feel the smell of gunpowder smoke on the round table, he patted the table and shouted loudly: "Damn, it's killing me. The brain cells, hurry up and liberate."

However, the three of Huang Mao were motionless, imposing aura, forming a unique aura. At first glance, it seemed that they were the Three Musketeers of the Round Table, the only protagonists.

This association made the other two camps unhappy, they didn't move, they straightened their backs and put on the most indifferent and contemptuous expression and momentum against the three of them.

The actual situation is that Huang Mao was in a daze with his fingernails, and he thought to himself: Wang Daxian, I can only help here.

Wang Lingxian frowned deeply, thinking about the logic of the story, and giving up quickly, it would be better to recite the regulations of the Tianshi Mansion.

Totem recites the Tibetan Secret Diamond Heart Sutra silently, from head to tail, and from tail to head.

The three chose to relax.

After killing Matt for a long time, no one paid him any attention. He shrugged and said, "There's something wrong with it."

At the same time, in the monitoring room, Baimu Nu listened to the audio and applauded: "Wonderful."

The live broadcast barrage immediately popped up: [There is a female anchor? Professional? If you are a professional, change it immediately.]

The boss shook his legs and went back: "This live broadcast room is purely amateur, and there is no professional anchor. If you don't like watching it, get out."

[… The boss is very arrogant.]

[Are you still thinking about whether your boss is professional or not? My brain is almost knotted. Our class specially set up a group to analyze the story line in this room. It was hard to figure out the cause and effect and characters between the short story and other stories. As a result, the last 'Classmate Huang' story came out and started again. Confused.]

[Let me just ask, why is 'Classmate Huang' limited to five sentences?]

[To pit Xiaoliben and Asan?]

[Are you sure it's not a boomerang?]

[Continue to watch, anyway, there is another round.]

[Tarot, Zhouyi, Ziwei divine calculation... have all been calculated, without exception, the hexagram is fierce. All in all, do it yourself.]

[Do not believe it is not produced by Tianshifu... Oh, the one in Tianshifu that counts national luck for the country, then God bless my Huaxia students.]

[Is it still too late to be a vegetarian and pray that Xiao Liben and Asan are both eliminated?]

[The person from the third class of Taishu said a big god's analysis, it is possible that Xiaoliben and Asan will be sent away in the next round. The story of classmate Huang is amazing. Anyway, after reading and analyzing Huang's ideas, people are already stupid.]

After the fire ravaged the ruins of Pingxi Village, the building not only collapsed, but also the foundation was blown open, revealing a tragic side.

After several days of sleepless excavation, the last corpse was finally assembled and sent to the morgue of the special department of Xinhai City. It needs to be tested for no radioactive contamination before cremation.

Standing on the edge of a huge deep pit, Ye Shengying looked at the huge charred flesh corpse in the photo, and shattered the hard candy in her mouth: "Has this corpse been dissected?"

Old Ghost: "Half of the autopsy has been done. I don't know how to refine it. The mental pollution is comparable to a high-risk restricted area. Doctors who have undergone special training can only perform operations for at most one hour a day."

Doctors specially trained by the government can usually work continuously for 24 hours in high pollution sources, but now they can't resist for an hour, which shows how terrible the things created by cults are.

Ye Shengying: "How many similar cases are there? The pollution value is seriously exceeding the standard? Why is there such a high pollution value in Xinhai City but it has not been discovered? The purpose of the cult is to refine King Ashura? How many cases have they succeeded so far?"

Old Ghost: "A total of thirteen similar cases have been found, one in Huaxia, four in Bharat, and the rest in Southeast Asian countries, with countless deaths. This cult has been listed as a high-risk alert target, and Southeast Asian countries have recently imposed strict controls on it. check.

The pollution value is seriously exceeding the standard but the problem has not been found, and the official is stepping up the manpower investigation.

Its purpose is to refine the Asura King, and there are two recorded successful examples. "

Ye Shengying saw with sharp eyes that in the photo, the floor and walls below the corpse were engraved with special patterns, so he jumped straight down into a deep pit dozens of meters high, and successfully slipped to the ground. .

Seeing a few special symbols, her intuition was unusual, and she quickly greeted the old ghost: "Do you recognize these words?"

Old Ghost: "Familiar."

Ye Shengying quickly scraped away one meter of the walls and floors, allowing the old ghost to carefully identify the dense symbols.

The old ghost frowned deeply, and suddenly his eyes landed on a 'swastika' symbol, and he said with great enthusiasm: "Ten Chahai! I saw a book with similar words in his office. If I remember correctly, it should be Is it... a spell?"

Ye Shengying pointed to the 'swastika' and said, "Even if I'm not familiar with Tibetan secrets, I know that Buddhism opposes all mantras."

Old ghost: "Wait a minute, I'll make a video call to the director and ask him to identify it."

He quickly dialed Shichahai's video phone and told him what he found at the scene.

Shi Chahai said after reading it, "It's a large-scale spell. I'll rush over immediately, you guys be careful not to damage the scene."

He came quickly, less than twenty minutes before and after.

At this time, five square meters of open space had been scraped out, full of dense unfamiliar symbols, Shichahai watched it carefully for a few minutes, and finally determined: "It is a new mantra that was circulated in the 7th and 8th centuries AD, and it's a bit like an improved version of the psychic mantra. ."

"During the Sui and Tang Dynasties? The spells from more than a thousand years ago are still called new?" Ye Shengying asked.

Shishahai: "Bharata mantras originate from the four Vedic scriptures, among which the Atharva Veda scriptures are the main source of mantras, which can control gods and ghosts, pray for blessings, disasters, and kill. The Atharva Veda is the last perfect scripture. It was published in the second millennium BC, and it was perfected in the 600 BC. At this time, we are still in the Spring and Autumn Period.

They have completed a complete tome of conjuration, they just need to follow what is written in the book and then practice.

No need to innovate, because it is complete enough. There is no need to fight, because it is blessed.

But if one thing maintains hegemonic rule for a long time, it is easy to be unable to suppress the attempts of other things to emerge. In the 4th century BC, Buddhism prospered, and in order to oppose Brahmanism, anti-mantra was created, and my Buddhist mysticism was created.

At the same time, there was also a Jain who migrated from the Ganges Valley.

The two religions compete, each with their own achievements.

Around the seventh century AD, a saint was born in Brahmin, representing the Brahmin class. At the same time, he absorbed the teachings of the three religions and created a new mantra, bringing the decayed Brahmin back to the mainstream.

New mantras prevailed at this time.

But after the 8th century, the new spell disappeared. "

Old Ghost: "Why?"

Shichahai: "Through some words in the text, it is vaguely guessed that the new spell is similar to sorcery. Although the power is great, it is easy to distort human nature and cause social unrest, so it is banned."

Ye Shengying: "Could it be that the new spell in this pit is the secret to refining King Asura?"

Shichahai: "Maybe."

As he spoke, he walked forward, borrowed Ye Shengying's dagger to scrape two layers of the wall, and saw a familiar word carved in ancient Sanskrit: "Kushinaro?" name.

"Allahabad?"

Ye Shengying came over and said, "Is there a special meaning?"

"The former is one of the Four Holy Lands of Buddhism, and the latter is one of the Four Holy Lands of Brahmanism." Shi Chahai said with a grim expression: "Immediately assemble a team to peel off the surface wall of the pit, I have to read all the talismans. Only Wen can determine the true purpose of this new mantra."

"Make arrangements now."

Ye Shengying, who was quickly arranged, came back and asked: "The cult is monotheistic, only worships King Ashura, and regards Buddhism and Pos as unorthodox, not only hostile, but also under the banner of destruction. If I am right, Their biggest purpose should be to refine King Asura."

Shichahai shook his head: "Do you know what Allahabad is?"

Ye Shengying: "If I knew, I guess you wouldn't be here."

Shichahai was used to Ye Shengying's temper, and said without too much fuss: "In Bharat mythology, gods and asuras cannot live forever, and they often quarrel, and gods produce a slurry of immortality in order to settle disputes.

The gods and Asuras were fighting and accidentally knocked over the slurry. Four drops of it fell on the four ancient cities of Bharat. It is rumored that the slurry that can make Asuras immortal is still in the four ancient cities, and if I remember correctly, Bharat Four more cases of refining King Asura were located in the four ancient cities. "

Ye Shengying: "You mean, are you looking for longevity serum? What does it have to do with the new mantra? What does it have to do with Buddhist holy places?"

Shichahai: "The document records that the longevity slurry is in the four ancient cities, but with the passage of time, who can guarantee that the ancient city of five or six thousand years ago is the ancient city of today

Moreover, the addresses of the four holy places of Buddhism are not far from the four ancient cities. In addition, Buddhism and Brahmanism have deep roots, so some people suspect that the four holy places of Buddhism are actually the four holy places of Brahman.

It is also said that the Holy Land is in between. "

He pointed to the dense runes on the wall and the ground and said, "Maybe this is the way the cult found out through fragmented documents to lead to the four ancient cities of ancient books."

Ye Shengying was silent for a moment: "You have such a big brain."

Shi Chahai: "Just in case."

Soon a group of people gathered down to the pit and began to peel off the wall. The Sanskrit characters buried under the wall were gradually exposed to the sun, and the walls were tens of meters high and the ground was ten meters in diameter. The project is huge. , the scene is spectacular.

In particular, the ground painting in the middle of the ground depicting a grand scene of a normal-looking god and an ugly-looking Asura fighting in the sea of milk is even more exquisite.

Shichahai looked at the ground painting engraved with the famous Bharat myth 'Stirring the Sea of Milk', and suddenly felt incompatible, but he couldn't see it for a while.

He did not regard this 'disobedience' as an unimportant hallucination, but was convinced of this strong sixth sense, and affirmed that the appearance of this painting was no accident. If you can see the clues, you may be able to guess the purpose and trajectory of the cult, and the reason why they worship Ashura.

Jinshan, Sichuan Province.

A group of people jumped vertically between the jungles and stopped at a height of 100 meters from the entrance of Jinshan Laboratory. One person left the team and climbed to the tree. They observed the situation with an infrared telescope for dozens of seconds and reported the situation.

As soon as the voice fell, he was killed.

The leader was startled and motioned for his subordinates to move silently and back two hundred meters. Two minutes later, the body was towed away by the police who came to check, and the entire forest was searched in a blanket manner.

[The guards are heavily guarded, and the police force is flooded. There should be experts hiding in the dark.]

In the next second: [Wait for the command.]

The person who sent the message immediately broke off the ip card, jumped vertically on the tree trunk, and fell to the open space below a hillside.

If Ye Shengying was here, she would definitely recognize that this was Bangalore, the teacher who led the Bharatiya team who was drunk by her.

Bangalore jumped into the ravine covered with fallen leaves, held his breath and entered into meditation, and the movements within a radius of 100 meters were all in his perception.

Bharat Uttar Pradesh is a dilapidated town that cannot be found on the map. The ruins are broken and the weeds are overgrown. Dilapidated temples can be seen everywhere.

Several figures quickly swept across the wild grass, and when they passed the Buddha's head or Linga that rolled to the side of the road, they suddenly smashed it with one foot, and the strength of the force showed resentment.

About seven or eight figures landed in front of a temple that was decadent but faintly visible in the past. The leader was a woman wrapped in a black sari. She took off her veil and was the king of Rahu Ashura.

He rushed to Huaxia non-stop to harvest No. 453 product but failed. Luo Hu didn't have time to feel annoyed. In order to avoid the investigation of the officials and agencies of the two countries, he fled in embarrassment. .

A group of people entered the temple, stood in different positions and made gestures similar to the handprint of the devil, and uttered obscure ancient Sanskrit, such as raindrops falling, gradually converging into a turbulent river, surrounding the entire temple, washing away The dust, fallen leaves and wall skin in the temple exposed the dense runes carved on the surface.

From the inside out, each rune was visibly active with the naked eye, emitting a faint golden light, and the entire temple was completely alive at this moment.

The sound of 'boom' snaked upwards from the depths of the ground, and then the surface trembled, and the temple undulated slightly, as if this land was the body of a god, and it was already alive at this moment.

Rahu removed the two knives on his back, combined them into a long knife, raised it high, and slashed down, the solid ground split in half, revealing a golden door carved with 'Kushinaro' underneath.

She pushed open the golden door and jumped straight in, followed by the others.

At the same time, the remote-controlled drone monitoring broadcast the picture in real time, and two instructions were sent to Jinshan and Xinhai City in Sichuan Province at the same time.

Xinhai City East District.

In the bathroom of a certain basement, a woman took a lipstick and painted a special spell on the mirror, wrote the number '1071', and recited it in ancient Sanskrit while drawing.

On the edge of the roof of a five-story peasant building, there was a man squatting on it, with the sunlight behind his back, unable to see his facial features. He was looking at an extremely ordinary rolling gate on the opposite side, and said to a big brother who came from nowhere: "Action now, babes."

After speaking, he snapped his fingers at the position of the microphone. The sound was clear and crisp, and the sound wave ripples spread to various target positions through radio waves.

Under the command of authority, Bangalore, who was in ambush in Jinshan, Sichuan Province, led a team of magic troops to surprise the laboratory, and the alarm of the enemy attack resounded through the mountains instantly.

Xinhai City on the other side, staring at Shichahai recording special runes in the pit, suddenly felt wrong, looked around, and fixed his eyes on the broadcasting pole hundreds of meters in front of him, and suddenly he was puzzled: "There was a broadcasting pole just now. ?"

He asked the staff next to him, and the man glanced at it and said unsurely, "Maybe there is."

Shichahai nodded and suddenly asked, "Is there still such a broadcast pole in the city?"

The staff member was stunned for a moment: "It doesn't seem to be, this... It's a bit like the radio pole built in the village committee square in the 1980s and 1990s. It's already extinct." Staring at the radio pole carefully, he asked in a strange tone: "Director, ah , look at that broadcast pole, are you approaching?"

Shi Chahai: "What?"

The staff's voice trembled: "The broadcast pole seems to be moving."

Shi Chahai looked up and saw that the broadcasting pole was running fast, like a dry human body, and the piercing air defense sirens came from all directions. Looking left and right, there were actually three broadcasting poles running over.

"Why does Huaxia have a siren head?"

The siren heads listed in the agency's weird files like to appear in front of people, and they have often been circulated on the Internet in recent years, so Shichahai is no stranger.

The key point is that this thing is mainly European and American products. When will it be smuggled into China

Ye Shengying crawled out from the bottom of the pit and exclaimed, "I'm going, we're ambushed?"

Shi Chahai: "Obviously."

The two moved quickly, respectively rushing towards the two fastest siren heads, but at this moment, a total of twenty or thirty radios from the four siren heads broadcast obscure Sanskrit at the same time.

When Shi Chahai heard this, his face changed drastically, and he immediately returned to the pit and shouted: "Everyone come up immediately! Quick!!"

In the story meeting, the rest time is over, the three camps have finished their discussions, and they go to the door to extract new keywords one after another.

Cen Jin and Shimat were the last to leave the room, and on the way back after picking up the keywords, Shimat chirped.

"Huang Mao, I have guessed your story. You are like me, the main story is 'psychic', and the protagonist in your story is the protagonist in the third story, the child who killed his mother in the swimming pool. .

The child and the ghost mother killed the innocent father and were imprisoned in the old building of the inpatient department in the eighth story, which is a psychiatric hospital dedicated to heterogeneity. The doctor obviously knew something, but he was used to it, which showed that his mental state was also problematic.

In other words, the hospitals and doctors who regard old buildings as garbage dumps, as well as the people living in this city are abnormal and full of weirdness.

Who is the man whose lower body is covered with plaster? Who was the one who resurrected the parent's letter to the child

I guess this man is either the protagonist of the first story or the protagonist of the seventh story—"

"Why?" Cen Jin couldn't help interrupting his guess.

Kill Matt: "Because the protagonist in the first story is also the disgusting and wretched man of the radio hostess, and also the scumbag that the female anchor's mother hates. The protagonist of the first story and the seventh story may be the same, or it may be the same. The scumbag who killed the female radio anchor.

So of course it was taken as a sacrifice by my mother. "

Cen Jin: "I didn't mention sacrifices."

"Psychic. Resurrection of parents is actually psychic, and the condition is sacrifice." Killing Matt walked slowly in front, his voice seemed to float from far away: "Our story line is all psychic, which takes place in In the school, in fact, the full name of this story line is Psychic Ghost School."

Cen Jin stopped: "Who are you?"

Kill Matt: "The man whose lower body is covered with plaster can actually explain why there are so many plaster casts in the plaster room. Those five people waiting for the children are actually the people who haunted in other stories, right?"

Cen Jin's shoulders tensed slightly, feeling that this person was not right.

"Wow! Your story is amazing!" Kill Matt turned and walked backwards, with a flexible and rich expression: "Thank you for letting me successfully pick up the leaks, I ranked first, and it is also the main line of psychics, as long as I fill the hole in your story , through the main line of ghost school psychic.

Cen Jin, don't you regret it? "

Cen Jin: "I can't complete the other main storyline. I can only quickly end one of the main storylines in room 1071. By the way, congratulations in advance for getting 3 points."

"I'm not a student." Kill Matt shook his head: "You mean to prevent other people from clearing the level, you would rather end the main line of room 1071 early? Yes, there are two main lines in 1071. Even if I clear the level, your story is also the key, score points. It is estimated that it is not low, and one of the companions can be kept.”

He was quite impressed with Cen Jin's cleverness.

Under the premise that the two main lines are intertwined and the situation is not conducive to himself, Cen Jin would rather give up the opportunity to complete the main line in his own hands, and also choose to quickly clear the main line of 'psychic' when there are very few clues, so as to Close room 1071 and break the situation in favor of the opponent.

6 people in room 1071 are on the 'weizhen' line, and 3 people are on the 'psychic' line, of which Totem and Cen Jin are the latter, while Wang Lingxian is not good at literature, the situation is quite favorable compared to the other two factions.

Another round, it is estimated that Rudra and the others will be able to clear the customs.

"Sure enough." Killing Matt praised with double thumbs up.

Cen Jin quietly held the door handle, narrowed his eyes and asked, "You are not a student, how do you know my name?"

Killing Matt was stunned for a moment: "I heard your companion call you."

Cen Jin was expressionless: "Smile to death, I can't remember my name at all."

Kill Matt: "… "

"Okay." Killing Matt was helpless: "Baimu told me, she said that you completed the main story and might be the one to redeem us. Let me tell you, we are... Huh? There seems to be a problem with the room, don't open the door—"

The voice did not fall, the door of 1071's room opened from the inside, and a hand with distinct joints stretched out, grabbed Cen Jin's collar and dragged him in.

With a 'bang' sound, the door of the room closed, and a string of blood-red ancient Sanskrit characters appeared on the door.

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Science time:

1. Stir the sea of milk: Emperor Shitian and other gods and the Asuras fought endlessly. In order to quell the war, the gods stirred the sea of milk to obtain the longevity slurry, but Asura took the opportunity to grab something and lost the chance of longevity.

2. The new mantra is made up. But Neo-Hinduism does absorb the teachings of ancient Brahmanism, Buddhism and Jainism, the latter two of which have always been anti-Brahmanism.

3. The distance between the Four Holy Lands of Buddhism and the Four Holy Lands of Brahmanism is not very close, so I made it up.