At a quarter past three in the morning.
Chu Yunsheng was driving alone on the road back to the city. He stepped on the gas pedal to the maximum and sped in the direction where the people in white clothes disappeared, hoping to catch up with them and see what was going on.
Zhao Ling and professor Sun had been picked up by the military representative. Chu Yunsheng simply borrowed Zhao Ling's BMW. Anyway, her father had a lot of money. Even if he couldn't return the car in the chaos tomorrow, it was not a big deal for her.
It was just that the poor 1.6 displacement of the MINI-Cooper couldn't give Chu Yunsheng enough speed to catch up with the people he wanted to catch up with. On the dark road, the seven or eight weird ghosts with coffins had already disappeared.
In the quiet suburb, at 3 o 'clock at night, there was only one car on the road. Under the light, all the shadows of the trees seemed to be strange. At a fork, Chu Yunsheng found a piece of tree trunk that was cut by a sharp weapon. There were about three or four trees, all of which were cut diagonally upward from the middle. The cut surface was very neat and smooth, and it was arranged in a straight line. It could be seen that the cutting speed was extremely fast, almost in an instant.
Only the Sword Qi could do this. With the sharpness of the Sword Qi, starting from the first trunk, it slanted upwards and cut through every obstacle along the way, all the way until the crown of the last tree was neatly cut off.
It seemed that the people in white clothes with the blood ruler should have caught up with the white shadow here, and they had a fierce fight.
Chu Yunsheng jumped into the car, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He turned the steering wheel and drove into the dark and quiet fork road.
Professor Sun and Zhao Ling must have seen the people in white clothes with the blood ruler. Otherwise, they would not have exclaimed, but later they completely forgot about it. It could only mean that their memory had been tampered with, but he could still remember it clearly. With the logic of an engineer, Chu Yunsheng quickly deduced two conclusions:
First, it was possible that outside the Pseudo-Monolith, he had also seen the man in white with the blood ruler, but just like Professor Sun and Zhao Ling, his memory of seeing him was erased, and the Pseudo-Monolith deduced a complete world based on his memory, so it would automatically logically make up for this part of the memory that should have existed, so it reappeared in the Pseudo-Monolith.
Second, it was possible that in the Pseudo-Monolith, he woke up. As the original memory of this world, when he saw them again, his memory could not be erased. Otherwise, the Pseudo-Monolith would fall into an unsolvable logical contradiction or even paradox. In serious cases, it could even lead to the collapse of the whole world. Therefore, in the Pseudo-Monolith, he could still remember what he saw.
In that case, was it them or Number One who had the ability to alter his memories that had touched his memories?
He decided to catch up with them and find out the truth.
This was a country road paved with gravel. The road was extremely narrow, only enough for a small car to pass normally. On both sides of the road, there was a row of bare trees, swaying fiercely under the car's headlights. In the distance, there was a unique peach orchard in the suburbs. He couldn't see the end of it at first glance. All kinds of shadows were lurking in the darkness, staring at the car that broke into their world.
Chu Yunsheng still stepped on the accelerator and got into the dark mouth as fast as he could. At the same time, he recalled what Professor Sun said after he hung up the phone.
"Fortunately, it was not the monster's body that was taken away last time … I don't know exactly what it was. The military transported a batch of things like cultural relics and antiques in two days ago. They are quite old, and the test report has not come out yet. We only know that there is a weak energy reaction on them. There were a lot of things that needed to be done in the laboratory every day. Many of the extremely important things were not enough for people to deal with. The military would transport some strange things every once in a while, so we didn't have time to pay attention to them. They were all piled up in the laboratory warehouse. It's really strange, that person took such a big risk to break into the laboratory just to grab this thing? Also, how did he know that these things are here? The military just sent them here two days ago. "
Both Zhao Ling and Professor Sun didn't know that the white shadow threw the thing to him at an extremely fast speed, so Chu Yunsheng didn't tell them that the thing was in his hands. This map-like picture scroll was worth the risk of being shot by the military and being chased by the man in white, so it was not that simple.
But why did the white shadow throw the picture scroll to him? Chu Yunsheng guessed that from the traces of the fierce battle at the fork of the road, it was very likely that the white shadow was worried that he could not keep the picture scroll safe, so he transferred it to him.
Therefore, it could be seen that there must be a huge secret hidden in the picture scroll!
Chu Yunsheng was not a person who was curious about secrets, but he was wary of people who had secrets. The fact that the white shadow could find him in the community where the ancient book was buried already showed that it was extremely unusual. It was an unstable factor. If possible, he would make the white shadow disappear completely.
No one and nothing could threaten his purpose of entering the Pseudo-Monolith. Even if there was, he must nip it in the bud.
The car was driving fast on the narrow road, but there was not even a ghost in front of him. Just when Chu Yunsheng was about to get off the car to check the situation on the side of the road, suddenly, the headlight of the car "found" a sign with black characters on a white background, "Ming Garden Cemetery", "Turn right, 3 kilometers ahead!"
Chu Yunsheng's eyes widened, and he hurriedly stepped on the brake. His head seemed to have been hit by a heavy blow, it was buzzing.
The light from the front of the car shone on the sign, making the surroundings even darker. It was like being completely wrapped in darkness, it was suffocating.
The night was quiet, there was not even a trace of wind. The whole world seemed to only be able to hear the sound of the heart beating and the blood flowing through the blood vessels.
He wasn't afraid of the words "Cemetery" written in black on a white background, but he was afraid of the familiar words "Ming Garden"!
Here, the two most important people in his life were buried, one was his father, the other was his mother.
He did not know why he came to this place. It was like passing through a mass of fog, he was completely lost in it, but it also seemed like someone had arranged it.
After hesitating for a full ten minutes, Chu Yunsheng unconsciously took out a cigarette and smoked it fiercely in Zhao Ling's car. Then he threw away the cigarette butt and slowly drove the car to the right.
It was past three o 'clock at night, and the gate of the cemetery was tightly shut. There was not even a trace of light. There were as many tombstones as the stars in the sky. They were lined up close to each other, densely packed and lonely in the darkness, silently narrating something.
Chu Yunsheng parked the car on the side of the road, bypassed the deserted outer wall, and quietly climbed into the cemetery. Under the faint starlight, the lifeless pictures on the tombstones seemed to be staring at him, the uninvited guest, and the lifeless eyes seemed to be following him.
Although a box could not take up such a large space, and perhaps the person inside had already "reincarnated", the living always wanted to put their filial piety into a grand funeral. Unfortunately, graves were monopolized by the "real estate". The relevant departments had long seen the business opportunities here. If they wanted to be buried in a good place, they had to pay. If they did not have the money, they would have to use a box to be buried, and then they would have to find a secluded place. In short, they could only die with money. Otherwise, they would not even have a place to bury their ashes. Even if it was a box, the cheapest one would cost at least a few hundred dollars.
The location where Chu Yunsheng's parents were buried together was naturally in a remote place. It would be very difficult for people who were not familiar with it to find it. They would have to stare at the photos of the dead people to find it carefully.
But Chu Yunsheng didn't need to. Even if he hadn't been here for more than twenty years, even if there was only a faint starlight in the night, he could still find that place with familiarity, and he could see the familiar picture on the tombstone at a glance. It was as special as looking at him lovingly in countless eyes.
He had to say that the deduction ability of the Pseudo-Monolith was really amazing. The person in the photo was exactly the same, even the creases on the corners were exactly the same. If Chu Yunsheng didn't know that this was the world of the Pseudo-Monolith, he would definitely not be able to tell the difference.
He stroked the rough surface of the tombstone, looked at the flowers that began to wither in front of the tombstone, and the paper money that had burned into ashes. He squatted down, lowered his head, and said after a while, "Did my aunt come to see you?"
Then he took out three cigarettes, lit them, inserted them into the ashes of the paper money, and stared at them for a long time.
In the whole world, only here, in front of this tombstone, Chu Yunsheng could get a moment of real peace. All the troubles and pain, under his mother's loving eyes, could be turned into ashes.
"Dad, mom, I always have a feeling that I came back this time not to find the jade pendant …" Chu Yunsheng muttered to himself.
Only here could he open his heart and say some of the words and secrets from the bottom of his heart.
In the sky, in the distant interstellar space, a beam of silver light cut through the dark sky. It looked more like a meteor, flashing and disappearing, but it seemed to have appeared for eternity.
The wind began to blow in the cemetery. It was cold, blowing the paper money and ash on the ground, making a whirling sound, flying from one tombstone to another. Occasionally, some sparks came out of nowhere, illuminating the photos of the dead on the tombstone. It seemed to be sneering coldly, but also seemed to be crying quietly.
The wind poked his back, it was extremely cold, it was horribly cold. The humming sound was more like all the dead people in the graves had come back to life. Late at night, silence, in the graveyard where countless dead people were buried, there would always be some unexpected things happening.
Chu Yunsheng suddenly turned his head and pointed the black energy sword at the source of the wind and said coldly, "Who!"
Over there, in front of a small tombstone, in a dark corner, a hunchbacked old man was burning some yellow paper money. His back was facing Chu Yunsheng, and he said in a lifeless voice, "young man, it's getting dark, let's go!"
At this time, it was around three o 'clock in the night, it was almost four o' clock, it could only be that the sky was getting bright, not dark.
"Who are you?" Chu Yunsheng wrapped the black energy around his finger, but he could release it at any time.
The shadow was still stooped. He sighed with an old and gloomy voice, "Let's go, they are coming out!"
At this moment, the shadow suddenly turned around, revealing a wrinkled, shriveled, and lifeless face. It looked at Chu Yunsheng with a creepy and cold smile. Then it crawled into the tomb in front of him, "got" into it, and disappeared.
Chu Yunsheng was shocked, but his eyes instantly turned cold. Using the movement technique of the nine diagrams, he quickly arrived in front of the tombstone in the blink of an eye. When he took a closer look at the tombstone, his eyes became even colder.
The face of the dead person on the tombstone was exactly the same as the face he saw just now!
'Is it really a ghost?'
Chu Yunsheng snorted coldly, and the black energy surged out of his palm, wrapped around the tombstone, and said coldly:
"Come out!"
"I crawled out from a pile of dead people, with your little ability of pretending to be a ghost, you can't scare me!"
"If you don't come out, you will die! I even dare to kill a god, let alone a little ghost like you! It's not even a ghost! "
Seeing there was still no response from the grave, Chu Yunsheng sneered and released a stream of black energy, passing through the cold cement ceiling, and went straight to the urn inside.
At this time, a terrified shout suddenly came out from inside,
"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I didn't know it was Lord Yama, I deserve to die, I deserve to die! "
(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for me at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued.)
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