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Chapter 541

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After dinner, the little fellow was playing with building blocks. After taking a shower, Su Bai saw Ji Xiang accompanying the little fellow in the living room, so he went straight back to the bedroom. As soon as he entered the bedroom, Su Bai saw the painting on the bed.

Frowning slightly, Su Bai knew that this painting was placed here by Ji Xiang. It was very likely that Ji Xiang had some kind of reminder for him, and this reminder was related to the phone call he had hung up on.

However, Su Bai did have a deep sense of disgust towards this painting. First of all, his childhood medium was this painting, but it was also because he knew what his childhood was like that Su Bai's depression and anger towards his childhood were indirectly transferred to this painting. It was actually an accomplice to deceive him.

On the other hand, because of the incident with Xun Er last time, it seemed that there was fate in the unseen world. This fate was not unchangeable, but at least what he saw would happen. However, in reality, the direction and ending of things might have already changed. In this case, whether he looked at this painting or not, there was not much meaning.

Fatso was so obsessed with cause and effect that he almost couldn't extricate himself. He did not hesitate to erase his own memory to carry out his own experiment. For Su Bai, this painting was equivalent to Pandora's box. It had the ability to predict the future, but for Su Bai, it was so useless.

Picking up the painting and throwing it on the bedside table, Su Bai leaned on the bed and reached out to pick up a book. This was the book that Fatso bought. It was called "Heaven's Game". Recently, because of a TV series, this book also became popular. The "winning against Heaven by half a step" was even more heroic.

It was unknown why Fatso directly bought four books, one for each room. Now that he thought about it, it was actually in line with Fatso's state of mind at that time. Winning against Heaven by half a step, fighting against Heaven, endless joy. Wasn't it still the so-called Heaven's Way, the so-called fate, the so-called cause and effect?

Casually flipping through the book, Su Bai did not have much interest in this kind of chicken soup. He put the book aside, lay down, and slowly closed his eyes. He was indeed a little tired and needed to rest.

"Meow."

An hour after Su Bai fell asleep, Ji Xiang stood at the bedroom door. It saw the painting that Su Bai put on the bedside table, but it did not say anything. Perhaps, it had already guessed that Su Bai was too lazy to look at the painting.

In the bedroom, only Su Bai was breathing steadily. Ji Xiang jumped onto the bed and tiptoed towards Su Bai. It looked at Su Bai's calm face and slowly crawled.

This night passed very peacefully. When he woke up the next day, Su Bai saw the little fellow sleeping next to him and Ji Xiang snuggling up.

The weather in Shanghai had already warmed up. Although there were more rainy days these days, the pace of summer had actually arrived. A small blanket covered the little guy's stomach. He slept very soundly.

Su Bai got up and entered the bathroom to see the monk washing up.

"You. You. You. You. You." Bai is. "

"Xiang."

The two of them greeted each other.

At this moment, there was a knock on the iron door. Because the four people living here did not have much contact with the outside world, they did not install a doorbell. If someone was really looking for them, they could only knock on the iron door.

Monk Hua finished washing up and gestured for him to open the door. Su Bai walked in and began to wash up.

After a while, Monk Hua came back with a package in his hand. The package was not big, just a little bigger than a cigarette box. It was made of plastic.

"What is it?" Su Bai asked as he wiped his face with a towel.

Monk Hua shook his head. "It's probably a small thing like a chip. The recipient is your name."

After saying that, Monk Hua opened the package. The thing inside was very simple. It was just a card. Monk Hua Hua broke a corner of the card and said, "It's a USB flash drive."

"I have a notebook in my room." Su Bai reminded.

Monk Hua Hua Hua walked into Su Bai's room and took out the notebook. Then, he sat on the sofa in the living room. Su Bai took out a bottle of mineral water from the fridge and sat down.

The recipient was himself, and it was a USB flash drive. Most importantly, the other party knew that he lived here. The card's abnormality was already determined.

Monk Hua Hua Hua inserted the USB flash drive into the notebook. The notebook began downloading the components and quickly finished reading. Opening the USB flash drive, there was a video file inside. After double-clicking it, a slightly dim image appeared in the player.

This was probably filmed with a mobile phone, so the angle was not very good. It was also a little shaky. At the same time, the environment was indeed dark, so it was not suitable for filming.

This should be a small room. Su Bai frowned slightly. This room and the so-called wall gave him a familiar feeling. It was as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch …"

There was a crisp sound in the video. This crisp sound sounded like a person chewing on "flesh and bone". It had a noise that made one's scalp tingle.

This sound lasted for thirty seconds. Su Bai specially looked at the length of the video. It was only fifty seconds.

In the end, a palm that was almost completely gnawed was thrown out and landed on the ground with a dull thud. Then, the camera flipped and pointed at a face. It was a blurry face in the dark.

It was the face of an old man. It was crisscrossed with a thick layer of blood stains. He was laughing. It was a laugh that was wanton and savage. When he laughed, Su Bai seemed to hear a woman's laughter from the video.

"I will be back for revenge."

An ear-piercing voice came from the video with a hysterical tone. Then, the video ended.

After Monk finished watching the video, he asked, "Your enemy?"

"I don't think I have that many enemies." Su Bai said.

Monk pondered for a moment. "What did you just say? Say it again."

"Hehe." Su Bai smiled. "I know who it is. This guy wants to take revenge on me. I can't do anything about it. At that time, he was trapped underground with a listener surnamed Zhou, Fatso and I. We found a Teleportation Array in a carriage to leave this place. Zhou and Fatso both know Dharma Arrays. Zhou wanted to join forces with Fatso to trap me and the old man underground. In the end, Fatso betrayed him and left Zhou and the old man underground.

I even took the old man's Natal Dharma Artifact. However, Fatso took it from me and didn't return it to me. I don't think I can find it in Fatso's room now. "

"It's just a Natal Dharma Artifact. Although it's valuable, it's not a big problem. The video should have been taken when he was trapped underground. He was eating human flesh. Was he eating the flesh of the youth surnamed Zhou that you mentioned?"

"It should be. Otherwise, how could he survive that period of time? However, I'm very curious. Logically speaking, if he didn't die, he should have been sent back to the story world by the broadcast. It's unlikely that the broadcast would continue to send him back underground. Of course, it's also possible."

Su Bai pondered. According to his situation in the Land of Dao Verification and the situation of the person in the coffin, even if the broadcast allowed him to enter the story world and complete the mission, he would still be sent back to the Land of Dao Verification.

But now, it was clear that Old Man Zhou had already come out.

Was it someone else who rescued him? Or did he forcefully dig him out like Shawshank's Redemption?

However, he was now targeting him. Although it was a little uncomfortable for Su Bai, it was reasonable. After all, it was Su Bai who had taken the ruler from his hand, which was Old Man Zhou's Natal Dharma Artifact. Fatso was also on Su Bai's side. From Old Man Shen's perspective, it was Su Bai and Fatso who had joined forces to trap him from the beginning to the end.

However, the laughter of the woman in the video made it difficult for Su Bai to understand. Could it be the laughter of the Great Qin Princess?

However, hadn't the remnant soul of the Great Qin Princess been sealed in the ruler by him? The ruler had also been brought out by him. When the video was shot, it was obviously still underground, so why would the laughter of the remnant soul of the Great Qin Princess appear there?

"Is the matter serious?" The monk asked. "If you need help, you can tell me."

"Don't worry, I won't be courteous with you. Actually, I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about Fatty. That ruler is the old man's Natal Celestial Device. After I came out, I gave it to Fatty to study. I've almost forgotten about it. Now, it seems that there's a problem with Fatty."

"Fatso?" The monk was a little surprised. "You mean, Fatso might have changed a long time ago?"

"Maybe. I have to check." Su Bai picked up his phone and called Chu Zhao.

"Hello, Ah Bai, what's the matter?" Chu Zhao's voice was noisy, so he should be working.

"Help me check a person's flight records and hotel records. Zhang Bayi, from Chengdu, has been living in Shanghai recently. He also has a new Audi A6 car."

"Okay." Chu Zhao did not say any nonsense, nor did he say that he could not practice favoritism or use public property for private purposes like he did in the past. He directly agreed. "I'll get someone to check it right away."

The monk got up and went to make a pot of tea. Recently, it had been quieter at home since Fatso was not around, so the monk's interest in making tea had increased.

After a while, Su Bai's cell phone rang. It was Chu Zhao.

"Hello, Ah Bai, I've found it. This person's recent travel records show that he went to Lhasa last month …"

Su Bai nodded. "Thank you."

"You're being too polite."

The relationship between Su Bai and Chu Zhao had indeed become much more normal. At least, when he talked to Chu Zhao again, Su Bai would no longer have any antipathy towards him.

After hanging up the phone, Su Bai turned the phone in his palm.

"Monk, Fatso's matter is not that simple. Did he go to Lhasa last month? Or did he leave for a long time? "

"He went out for a period of time. You were in Dali at that time," the monk replied.