Su Bai looked around and saw many muddy hands on the ground, constantly slapping the ground. The scene was miserable, and the scene was sad. A depressing and sorrowful atmosphere almost swept over.
"Amitabha, this place was once a burial ground." The monk put his palms together and showed mercy on his face.
It was estimated that hundreds of people were buried alive here, but this incident was submerged in that era of war. After all, since this was a Japanese military hospital, it was difficult for what happened here to spread. It was a very private place. Most Chinese only remembered the Nanjing Massacre and a few cruel Japanese massacres that were written in history textbooks.
"Su Bai, don't you want to find an answer for their deaths?"
Su Bai turned his head and looked at the monk with a smile. "They have already died very pitifully. After so many years, you used Buddhism to force them to show themselves, just to provoke me to help you find the Onmyoji instrument. Monk, can you be a little more shameless?"
Then, Su Bai turned his head and continued to walk out of the field without hesitation. Su Bai did not like the feeling of being threatened, whether it was tempting with benefits or moral pressure. Sometimes, moral pressure made Su Bai feel more disgusted than tempting with benefits.
These people had been dead for dozens of years. Now, they had already returned to the earth. What they left here was nothing more than a little Soul Brand from that period.
Su Bai walked to the teaching building, and the monk was still standing on the field.
At this time, a school security guard passed by and saw Su Bai.
He asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm looking for someone." Su Bai replied calmly.
"Oh." The security guard responded and did not say anything else. He left directly.
Su Bai turned his head again and found that the monk was no longer on the field. The field had long been restored to peace. This place was usually used by the school for physical education classes. Probably not many people would have expected that hundreds of dead souls were buried here decades ago.
Silently, Su Bai sat down on the steps of the teaching building and took out a cigarette. He did not light it, but just put it in his mouth.
He sat there for half the afternoon. Because it was a weekend, no one came to disturb Su Bai. When it was almost evening, Su Bai slowly got up, left the school, and went all the way to his parking place. The shop owner saw Su Bai coming and immediately ran out of his shop with a broom. However, Su Bai was faster. He directly rushed to his car, started it, and rushed onto the road.
In fact, the boss was already good-tempered not to remove the wheels or deliberately deflate his tires. After all, he had parked in a hurry and directly blocked the door of the shop. it was estimated that the shop owner would not be able to do business for the afternoon.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Su Bai's other hand unconsciously fiddled with the radio. However, Su Bai was not very satisfied with these radio programs. He felt annoyed listening to them, so he simply turned off the radio.
At this time, Su Bai did not want to go home, nor did he know where to go. This time, he drove the car to a river and stopped. He rolled down the window. The weather in Shanghai today was not very good, but after all, summer had passed. The summer heat was about to dissipate, and the cloudy weather made people feel more comfortable.
Su Bai sometimes felt lonely, but loneliness did not make him feel disgusted. On the contrary, in Su Bai's perception, loneliness often brought him a great sense of security.
The next story world would come in two days. In these two days, Su Bai did not know how to spend his time. Practice and sharpening, compared to two days, seemed to be inadequate. Su Bai was not willing to do things at the last minute, and he was also too lazy to do it. Su Bai also felt that sometimes he was a little too casual, and his patience was sometimes pitifully thin. He knew these things, but he was too lazy to change them. For example, Su Bai also knew that he had a mental illness, but he was not very worried.
People always wanted to be unrestrained, and there must be a way to vent. Su Bai understood it this way, and he did it this way.
The car was parked by the side of the road, and there were pedestrians passing by from time to time. When a young man walked past Su Bai's car, a playful smile suddenly appeared on Su Bai's face.
This young man, he had just met. It was Xue Ming, the guy who had specially come to his house to invite him to join some organization.
Xue Ming directly entered the flowerbed, and along the small path, he entered a not very big coffee shop in front of him.
Su Bai silently put down the chair, and his whole body was half lying down. He was too lazy to care about what Xue Ming was doing in the coffee shop, and he was also too lazy to think about whether the organization had any secrets.
Now, Su Bai really hoped that he could directly enter the story world, because there were really not many things that he was reluctant to part with in this real world. Perhaps the little fellow was his biggest concern now. As for the others, there was not much that could make him care.
"Living in this world is really boring." Su Bai sighed in his heart.
At this time, he was wondering if Lychee and the others also felt the same way, and that was why they chose to leave because they were tired of this world.
Su Bai couldn't help but smile. It seemed that although his strength was not comparable to Lychee and the others, his mentality was already not far off.
At this moment, Su Bai saw Xue Ming stumbling out of the coffee shop, covered in blood. It seemed that he was injured. When he ran in front of Su Bai's car, Xue Ming lost his balance and directly fell beside Su Bai's car. Two bloody hands slapped on Su Bai's car window, and then Xue Ming climbed up. When he saw Su Bai, his eyes were filled with surprise. Obviously, he did not expect to meet Su Bai at this time, but his face immediately revealed a pleading expression, and he silently shouted:
"Save me, save me …"
Su Bai looked at Xue Ming outside the car window. Behind Xue Ming, Su Bai did not see the person chasing after him, but Xue Ming's expression and his current condition were obviously not fake.
However, even so..,
Su Bai was still very calm, just like his previous mood.
Just like his previous mood, he had a lazy mentality. Even when he saw Xue Ming and Su Bai covered in blood, he still did not restrain himself in the slightest. He was like an ancient well that had a ripple after a stone had been thrown into a deep pool, but it soon returned to calmness.
Su Bai tilted his head slightly and looked at Xue Ming. He did not unlock the car door, so Xue Ming could not enter. Su Bai did not say that he would save him, nor did he say that he would not save him. He just quietly watched Xue Ming cry out.
This was interesting, wasn't it?
Suddenly, Su Bai felt his eyes start to dry up, and a wave of sleepiness hit him. He was sleepy.
He closed his eyes. Seven seconds later, Su Bai suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were instantly bloodshot.
"Interesting, I'm just watching from the side, and you actually want to drag me down with you. Are you really that confident?"
Su Bai did not open the car door for Xue Ming. Instead, he opened his own car door and got out.
When Xue Ming saw Su Bai walk over, he immediately let out a long sigh of relief. Then, he leaned against Su Bai's passenger door and sat down. His lips were pale and his breathing was weak. This was a sign of excessive blood loss.
Su Bai ignored Xue Ming. He just walked straight forward and faced the coffee house.
By the glass window of the coffee house sat a man in a white suit. From his hairstyle to his leather shoes, everything was very exquisite. It could even be described as perfect. It was a little similar to the male lead in Guo Jingming's movies.
The other party's spoon kept gently touching the coffee cup. The originally undetectable sound seemed to penetrate the glass, penetrate the distance, and directly resounded in Su Bai's heart
Xue Ming's face was still full of fear, but when Su Bai stood in front of him, his expression calmed down a lot.
The veins in Su Bai's eyes began to become denser and denser, proving that he was getting more and more sleepy. The sound of the spoon tapping seemed to have a natural hypnotic ability, making it difficult for people to extricate themselves.
When the other party saw Su Bai, he did not have any extra expression or words. He just turned his head indifferently and looked at the cup of coffee in front of him. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
He meant to treat you to a cup of coffee.
Of course.
That was if you could walk over.
Su Bai already felt that his consciousness had fallen into chaos, but he was still holding on. Back then, after eating that ball of human brain, Su Bai's mental strength had obviously increased by a level, so he had an advantage in resisting all kinds of mental influences.
Gritting his teeth and even biting the tip of his tongue, Su Bai yawned and placed his hands on his waist.
The other party seemed to be a little surprised because he could feel what Su Bai was going to do. He smiled and put down the spoon.
The feeling of drowsiness disappeared in an instant. Su Bai's body swayed. He was sleepy just now, but now he was full of energy. It was really a little unaccustomed, but he still let go of his hands and walked to the coffee house.
Everyone in the coffee house was asleep. There were customers and waiters. They were all sound asleep, so the coffee house was very quiet. Only Beethoven's piano music was playing, which made it even more quiet.
"I just thought that you were bored, so I kindly wanted you to sleep. You actually wanted to pull out your gun. This is too unfriendly," the other party said as he looked at Su Bai.
Su Bai walked over and sat down opposite the other party. The coffee in front of him was not cold yet. Su Bai picked it up and took a sip. He frowned slightly, put it down, and reached out to take the other party's coffee.
The other party seemed a little surprised. He reached out to stop Su Bai, but Su Bai suddenly grabbed the other party's hand and slammed it on the table. The other party's delicate face finally revealed a hint of panic.
Su Bai flipped the other party's cup of coffee over. The coffee spilled out, and at the same time, a black toad rolled out.
"Didn't your mother tell you that if you don't have the strength, don't pretend … to be cool?"
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