Weird Town (4)
"To be honest, this is my dream job."
Cen Jin didn't want to talk more about himself, so he continued to the next question: "What role does the **** principal of the ghost school, the pastor of the church so close to play? What is the identity of the woman in red under the street lamp? The one who supports the principal from behind, Is it a man or a trick?"
Xia Zhengmin: "The one who supports the principal is the pastor."
Cen Jin: "Is he human?"
Xia Zhengmin nodded: "No one in Wei Town knows the true purpose of the priest, nor why he, as a person, has the power to fight the monsters and wizards in the town.
The pastor is actually the behind-the-scenes boss of the ghost school, but he never cares about anything.
The principal has a grudge against Ning's mother. He is guilty of being a thief. He has been trying to take over the happy community with the mental illness. Only by eradicating Ning's mother can he feel at ease. "
He sighed deeply: "Unfortunately, Ning's mother was seriously injured, and it is difficult to protect the surviving humans in the happy community.
In the past, there were other people who helped Ning Ma, but unfortunately, in order to save human beings, they were also polluted and turned into monsters. They did not dare to return to the human camp, nor did they disdain to enter the other two forces, wandering the streets of the city like a lonely ghost. "
Wei Town is said to be a town, but in fact it is no less developed than a small city, so he is right to describe it as a city.
"And what about you?"
"us?"
"A human like you who lives in a strange, monster camp, have you never thought about escaping to the happy community?"
"We are human beings raised in captivity, and no one can escape from the ghost school. Under fifteen years of rule and education, at least 90% of the students' thoughts and psychology have been distorted. They not only do not reject monsters, but desire to be alienated into Monsters. It's not that no one has awakened or escaped in fifteen years, but they are often reported by the same kind."
Xia Zhengmin said: "At least ten years ago, I planned how to escape every day, and all the routes from the ghost school to the happy community were deeply imprinted in my brain, but then I gave up.
Because there are still many captive children in the school, I can only do my best to save one by one. "
He just said that 90% of the students have distorted thoughts and psychology, which means that 10% of the students have clear cognition, and there should be correct guidance from Xia Zhengmin and others who have formed three views.
"And the defense of the happy community is getting worse and worse. If we rush over, it will only increase the pressure on Ning Ma."
Cen Jin: "Do you know the population of Wei Town?"
Xia Zhengmin shook his head: "Mother Ning knows. What do you know about this?"
Cen Jin: "I want to know the strength of several camps."
Xia Zhengmin was stunned: "You weren't joking just now? No, do you know how big the gap is between us and the other two camps
There is a huge disparity in strength and the difference between natural moat, and many humans who were too late to escape have already thrown themselves into the arms of cults or monster camps in desperation.
Humans can't win. "
Just as Cen Jin was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, he quietly opened the door, and saw a row of white shadows flashing in the direction of the stairs.
Xia Zhengmin probed to see this scene: "Why does it come at this time? It's only nine o'clock."
Cen Jin: "I guess they saw it when I came up just now." It is also possible that the priest was overwhelmed, causing them to disrupt the time for patrolling.
Xia Zhengmin: "Go to the utility room at the back of the corridor to hide."
After saying that, he ran out first.
Cen Jin stood at the entrance of the back corridor and stared at the row of white shadows gradually approaching, and finally saw the true face of the white shadows. It was actually a white plaster statue with five upper bodies and heads at the same time. The upper body was bloated, and the lower body only had four legs.
They were not connected side by side, but merged with each other to form a circle. There were upper bodies in front, back, left and right, with their heads lowered, and their movements were rigid. A lot of fine white ashes would fall off without taking a step.
In the silent corridor, the lights flickered on and off, only the stiff footsteps of the white plaster statue were particularly loud, the dormitory doors on the left and right were closed, the lights were all turned off, and the silence was like a dead building.
The white plaster statue was parked in Room 709, and a head suddenly raised its head on the back, looking towards the back corridor entrance, there was no one there.
Cen next pressed his back against the wall, next to the door of the utility room, where Xia Zhengmin was already hiding and shivering.
Cen Jin asked, "That thing comes up every two hours?"
Xia Zhengmin: "I won't come from 12 o'clock in the evening to 12 o'clock in the morning."
He said solemnly: "The principal lives in that small western-style building, there is an unknown monster in the courtyard, and the woods are covered with hemp ropes, which is a vicious spell that curses people to hang themselves.
As for the woman in red, I saw her for the first time today. "
Cen Jin: "The first time I saw you, are you so afraid?"
Xia Zhengmin: "She stared at us for a long time, and I was afraid that it was something new, and she was dressed in red. Aren't you afraid of the woman in red in the ghost school?"
"good."
Cen Jin asked Xia Zhengmin about the roadmap to Xingfu Community, saying that he was preparing for the alliance to break through.
Xia Zhengmin directly took out a marked town map and stuffed it to him, and asked him to help close the door when he set off.
Cen Jin, who set off with the route map, first sneaked into the church and asked Ding Yiqing to understand the basic elements of the new psychic spell.
At that time, Ding Baiqing was sitting on a bench in the middle of the lobby, the skylight was wide open, and the moonlight shone all over the ground, shrouding the white statue of God, giving people the illusion that the plaster statue was alive.
Cen Jin appeared with his hands behind his back: "This is not an image of God."
Ding Baiqing tilted his head to look at him, with both hands on the back of the chair, he only raised his middle finger and tapped the back of the chair to signal him to sit down.
Cen Jin sat beside him, his shoulders very close to Ding Baiqing's left hand.
"I want to learn a new psychic spell, teach?"
Ding Yiqing: "How much tuition can you give?"
Cen Jin: "Isn't the store closed? Just treat it as a gift."
Ding Yiqing: "You see what is the relationship between the two of us, so it's worthy of me to give you a gift?"
Cen Jin: "I am the God of your love that is stronger than Jin Jian."
Ding Baiqing: "Be pure, I don't like dirty interests."
"..." Why don't you say that your interests are dirty when doing business
Cen Jin: "A short-lived lover relationship."
Ding Paiqing corrects when he hears the words
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Positive: "It's a fake and short-lived lover relationship."
"On the surface, the husband and wife should also be respected, and they should also treat each other as guests. Please respect the script and characters arranged by Weizhen." Huang Maozhen took out the roses cut from the outside courtyard from his back and handed them to Ding Baiqing: "Here."
Ding Baiqing stared at the bunch of unopened buds, neither saying anything nor taking over.
Huang Mao blinked and said to him, "The flower buds I specially picked, and the rest are wilted. You can find a vase and put it in it, fill it with water, and it will open the next day."
Ding Baiqing looked inexplicable: "Where did you learn this...?"
Huang Mao shrugged, and the corner of his eyes fell on the wilted rose at the feet of the statue of God. It can't be said that it is now learning and selling.
"Gorgeous."
After hearing Ding Yiqing's comment, Huang Mao thought he didn't like it, so he wanted to take it back.
In fact, he was not confident that he could use this method to impress the uncertain Ding Baiqing. Of course, it was not because of his apparent lover status that he sent roses, but just wanted to express a friendship.
After all, although Ding Yiqing had bad intentions, he did help him a lot.
So I wanted to give some gifts or something, especially Ding Baiqing, who is a petty bourgeoisie, and thought that he might like something more romantic, such as more gorgeous flowers.
Huang Mao lowered his arm and silently retracted it.
Halfway through, he was held by his wrist, and the roses were also hooked away. Depressed, Huangmao looked over in a little surprise, and saw Ding Baiqing holding a bouquet of roses between his nose. The lines are extremely superior, and the eyes and expressions are uniquely soft.
Turns out he likes it.
Huang Mao thought with hindsight.
Ding Baiqing quickly took the rose bouquet away, and commented on Huang Mao's move while playing around: "Opportunistically."
Cen Jin: "Then can you tell me the new psychic spell now?"
Ding Paiqing smiled but not smiled: "You want to deceive the new spell of psychic with just a rose?"
Cen Jin: "Then what else do you want?"
Ding Yiqing was silent, and after a long time, when Cen Jin wanted to give up, he said, "In these few days in Wei Town, send me a fresh rose every day."
Huang Mao was surprised.
Ding Paiqing put the flower on his knee, and jokingly said, "In order to maintain the character, please send flowers every day, rain or shine, regardless of whether it's bullets or gunfire. I hope you will be more dedicated to your work and don't let my flowers fall."
Huang Mao's expression froze, doesn't it mean that even if he is chased and killed in a strange way, he has to rush over thousands of miles to pick flowers and send Ding Baiqing
Very dog forced, very Ding Yiqing.
"I promise."
Ding Baiqing told him the new spell for psychic, the latter expressed shock from body to heart, then got up to thank him, and left neatly.
In the dim church, there are basically only black and white colors. Ding Baiqing is like a sculpture, and he does not move for a long time. Only the flowers on his legs are the only bright colors in the church.
***
Cen Jin came to the plaster room and easily pried the door, only to find that the window was pried open again. The plaster statue that was sun-baked during the day was about to jump out of the window to escape, but one foot had already climbed up the window frame. Move again.
"..." Cen Jin: "I can't see it, you continue."
After he finished speaking, he went to the studio next door to find some small carving knives, utility knives and other tools and came back. At this time, the green plaster statue stayed quietly in the corner, and the windows were closed.
Cen Jin squatted in the middle of the plaster room where the new psychic spell was portrayed, observed it carefully for a long time, hesitated for a moment, slightly destroyed a few runes, and almost stopped.
"You want to break the spell? It's useless, we have broken it many times."
Cen Jin was startled, and when he looked up, he saw the green plaster statue squatting beside him at some point, staring at the runes on the ground.
"My name is Xindong, how about you?"
"Cen Jin."
"Are you an extraordinary?"
Cen Jin's heart jumped, and he looked at the green plaster statue again: "Are you a member of the two special attack teams fifteen years ago?"
"yes."
Cen Jin: "How did you become a plaster statue?"
Xindong: "To save people. Before the longevity slurry appeared, the plaster room was a place where murderers were buried. If you look closely, you will find that the classroom is full of ancient Sanskrit characters, which are the results of the principal's experiments.
He found a special psychic new spell from ancient books that can bring life to the dead.
However, the new spell was incomplete, and the principal could only try it over and over again, and every attempt required the sacrifice of human life.
And I suspect that the rumored Allahabad came to the town because of the new psychic spell that the headmaster kept tossing, causing a group of jackals and vultures to swarm and almost tear the town to pieces. "
Cen Jin: "The principal you said didn't mean this one."
"I'm referring to the former principal." Xindong said, "The first victim was the management teacher who looked at the studio. Every time the teacher disappeared, the reason given was either not covering the plaster statue with a white cloth or breaking into the plaster room without notice. The key to the room has always been kept by the original principal, but he will pay special attention to the plaster room for every management teacher.
Just like Bluebeard's last room, the more you pay attention, the more you can arouse people's curiosity. Once you enter the plaster room, you will be killed as a disobedient sinner and then sacrificed.
The former principal is a devout Catholic, killing is wrong, but he can deal with sinners. "
"Perverted." Cen Jin asked again, "Where is the former principal?"
Xindong: "Missing."
Cen Jin: "You haven't said how you turned into a plaster statue."
Xindong spreads his hands: "There are many people who died in vain, with deep grievances, plus the psychic ghost spells and new psychic spells that have been contrived, and finally they are made into a room of weirdness, but this group of weirdos retains their memories and memories of their lifetimes. Emotions, causing them more pain, suffering from mental and physical suffering, and they can't help their enemies.
Even the superhumans of our special attack team couldn't help. In the end, I had to sacrifice myself, transfer their pain and resentment to myself, and help them liberate. As a result, I was polluted into a strange... In fact, I don't know what I am.
I'm definitely not human now, but unlike the spooky traits taught in school textbooks, at least we stay sane and emotional and don't hurt humans. "
Cen Jin moved his lips, and goosebumps formed on his arms.
Xindong finished the process in a few words, but Cen Jin
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Knowing that it is not so easy, from a human to a strange, a species that was originally hostile and contemptuous, it is definitely not easy just in the psychological span, not to mention the body will suffer great pain when alienated.
He plainly said 'to sacrifice oneself for charity', anyone can say any word, and even the choice of dying is easier than turning into weirdness, and the extraordinary understands weirdness better than anyone else, and the hostility of human beings to weirdness.
How can we praise the greatness of this choice even though we know that we will suffer terrible consequences
Xindong was very uncomfortable by Huang Mao's strange eyes: "Don't look at me like that. At least I'm still alive, and I still have a chance to become a Buddha. Do you know the story of the Buddha who cut the flesh to feed the eagle and then became a true fruit? I'll follow you. Speaking of which, we are in this situation, and sooner or later we will become Buddhas.”
"you?"
"I'm not alone in making the same choice."
"Do you know a hundred-eyed girl and a purple-haired killer?"
"Huh? Do you know each other?" Xindong was particularly surprised: "Are you their brother or son?"
Cen Jin said hesitantly, "It's a friend from one side."
Xindong stared at him and suddenly realized: "You are an outsider, so you are an evil. There is a new movement in the sect." He clapped his palms and said, "Baimu Nu and Kill Matt are our team members, and they are also to save some people. Human beings become weird.
Baimu Nu was originally a girl in the rescue town who was harmed by a high-risk and strange portrait. The girl's family was harmed. Her arms and chest were covered with eyes. The transcendent technique is transformed into himself.
Hmm... Speaking of which, the reason why we are alienated is because of Baimu Nu's special extraordinary technique, which can transfer the damage value of others to himself, and then reduce the damage value by 50%.
Under normal circumstances, as long as we return to the institution in time for surgery and pollution cleanup, we will not be alienated, but at that time, the situation was urgent, and no one expected that everyone, including Wei Town, would eventually be trapped in Kusinara. "
Xindong smiled helplessly and said, "No way, this may be a trick of fate."
Cen Jin: "What does Kill Matt mean by saying they can become Buddhas?"
Xindong patted his head and said quickly: "Oh yes! We are also researching a new psychic spell, and then once Ning Jie came up with a new psychic spell that can communicate with outsiders. The other party claimed to be a prophet and accurately predicted what we were going to do The predicament we face also tells us that there will be someone in the future who will lead us to Buddhahood.”
"To become a Buddha means to live towards death?" Cen Jin asked softly.
"Yeah." Xindong said with a smile: "The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the earth is safe."
Cen Jin took a deep breath and was silent for a while, but continued to ask: "Did Baimu Nu go to work as a sanitation worker and bury a lot of heads under Heliu?"
Xindong: "She even told you this kind of thing? But it's not a human head, it's those weird people who don't have emotion. They just killed and threw them into the river. She just likes to deliberately make up stories to scare you."
Cen Jin smiled and asked again, "You mean Sister Ning is Ning Ma? Could it be that she is also an extraordinary person?"
Xindong: "It's our captain. A native of the Lion City, her daughter lives in the town, but it's a pity that her daughter is neglected due to busy work."
Cen Jin can finally be sure that almost every story that the story will tell has actually happened. The reason why the stories they tell are so similar to the past of Weizhen may be related to the "goal-oriented thinking" that the red-lipped girl said.
In each main story, there is a strange mixed in, quietly guiding the story, telling people the truth of the mysterious town that has disappeared for fifteen years, and pinning their hopes on the so-called Buddha prophecy of a prophet who has never met.
Xindong: "Afterwards, Ning Jie came up with a new psychic spell and successfully sent Baimu and Shamat out, but there was no way to expand the new psychic spell to send other people out."
He leaned in again to see Cen Jin, not knowing what was going on, Cen Jin felt that he could see hope in his white eyes.
"Are you a rescuer from Baimu?"
Cen Jin scratched his head hesitantly, not wanting to deceive Xindong, so he told him honestly: "I'm not. But my brothers and the others have come in, they are all geniuses, as long as they contact them, and then contact the other humans in the town to resist together, maybe There's a way out."
Xindong immediately poured cold water: "It's very difficult, we haven't been able to do it for so many years."
Cen Jin: "That's because your strategy is wrong."
Xindong: "Sister Ning is familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War, so let me tell you, although I am from Southeast Asia and a Buddhist believer, I am a native of Cantonese.
Do you know Chinese? I also read Sun Tzu's Art of War. The art of war in which less is better than more has either been tested or played on a sand table, but all failed.
Do you know how many troops there are in the ghost school + the mentally sick building + the villain camp in the wandering town
Let me tell you this, assuming that we only have 10% of our troops, 80% of which are old, weak, sick and disabled, and at least 90% of the villain camp's troops, each with one against ten, and even brainwashed humans can become the main labor force.
Internships are so disparate, can you beat them? "
Cen Jin: "So your strategic policy is too backward. The disparity in practice is so great that you are still struggling to support it for fifteen years. What does this mean? It means that the other two forces are extremely infighting, and there is a longevity slurry hanging over your head. So they would rather leave the human camp as a buffering third party than eradicate it.
Once the human camp disappears, the ghost school headed by weirdness and the evil sect headed by wizards will directly face each other, and it is easy to lose both.
But as long as they can't find the longevity serum in one day, they won't fight to the end, and they are afraid that the cheaper one will miss it, so in such a favorable situation, you can completely engage in guerrilla warfare and steal something. of. "
The green-and-white plaster statue sounded confused, and felt that the green dye on his body was more dazzling.
"Then why don't you lead us to steal the house now?"
With a heavy sigh, Cen Jin said: "It's too late, the situation is not optimistic now. When the fourth party appears, I guess it's still a cult, but I don't know the current 'non-heaven' cult and the cult 15 years ago. Whether they are still of one mind.
But it’s not that we can’t take advantage of it. The more chaotic the situation, the better it is for us. "
Xindong didn't understand it, but it felt amazing.
"What are you going to do next?"
Cen Jin: "Go to the happiness community and join the human camp.":,,.