"Hey, what the hell are you doing? You should have come back after you finished your business. Why are you traveling around?"
Fatso's voice sounded very harsh on the phone. Of course, it was also because of the sound of bulldozers that Fatso had to shout at the top of his voice when he was on the phone.
The construction of the small temple seemed to have begun.
"I'm better than you," Su Bai replied.
"You really have nothing to do. We don't have much time left. Two years, maybe less than two years. At this time, you don't want to calm down and make a breakthrough, but you still run around!"
"I'm better than you."
"Why did you ask that woman to come over? Just to cook for us? F * ck, I know that the police officer surnamed Chu died in an accident. You are worried that she will have an accident if she continues to live alone, so you asked her to come over. But this is a temple. Do you want to change it into a nunnery? "
"I'm better than you."
"…"
Fatso was silent for a long time before he had to give up. He said calmly, "Can you change it to another one?"
"Her plane will arrive in Chengdu tomorrow morning. You are responsible for picking her up."
"…" Fatso took a deep breath. Obviously, he was preparing to roar even louder. "Da Bai, do you feel that you are a little …"
"Beep, beep, beep …"
Su Bai hung up the phone.
It was Su Bai's suggestion to ask Xun Er to go to Sichuan. However, Xun Er did not seem to plan to live there for a long time. She said that she would come back after seeing the place where the little girl stayed. Since she was going to die sooner or later, there was no need for her to continue to restrain herself. Since it was the last period of her life, she could unload the burden and experience some wonderful things that she had never experienced before.
Some characteristics of a person could only be stimulated in a specific environment. For example, Xun Er used to be a woman who was not inferior to men, but she was far from being able to be so calm. However, Su Bai thought that it might be the reason for complete despair and complete relief.
As for himself and Fatty and the others, it was precisely because of that tiny bit of hope that they were still tormented and unable to let go.
Putting the phone back in his pocket, Su Bai leaned his head against the bus window. Yes, Su Bai chose to take the bus to Mount Longhu and then go to the village. Although he knew the approximate location, he still needed to explore to be sure. After all, mental strength was one of Su Bai's weaknesses. Naturally, he could not be completely accurate.
Moreover, the most important thing was that Su Bai's trip to Mount Longhu in Jiangxi to avenge Chu Zhao. In fact, he was not that urgent. It was even a little like an outing. It was completely different from the anger and hysteria on the night when the little girl was kidnapped.
Su Bai felt that he should be sad, but after giving it a try, he decided not to make things difficult for himself.
The bloody corpse was gone, Fugui was gone, and Chu Zhao was also gone. In fact, he had long learned to let go and accept some things. The only thing that made him a little puzzled was when his parents would let him experience the joy of "the old sending off the black".
Through the perspective of the paper man, what surprised Su Bai was that he actually saw his college roommate again. Su Bai remembered that he had shot him to death. Because the broadcast had eliminated the impact, Liu He was believed to have had a heart attack. However, he was not dead yet, or rather, he was not completely dead yet.
A young man who changed his name and walked out of the mysterious village to go to college to experience life. Because of the so-called blow of love and other reasons, he used his own means to use extremely cruel means to take revenge. The story was indeed a bit old-fashioned. In the current era, it was very novel to do these things as someone who was not a listener.
The bus drove very fast. There were not many cars on the road. Soon, they arrived at a service station before Mount Longhu. Soon, the driver stopped the bus so that everyone could eat or go to the toilet.
Su Bai did not get off the bus. He sat on the bus and took a nap. The afternoon sun was not so strong, and it was very relaxing when it shone on him.
At this moment, a kind of flute sounded. It was played in a very rhythmic manner. Su Bai did not know what kind of song it was. Although it had a bit of the classical charm of Eastern music, it was filled with a feeling of vastness and helplessness. It was as if there was no place for him in the world.
Zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting all had the function of expressing a person's inner state of mind. This song had this kind of power to touch people's hearts. This had a lot to do with the performer's skills and emotional investment.
Su Bai looked out of the window and found that about 30 meters away, there was a man in a red robe sitting there, playing an instrument similar to a flute. However, it should not be a flute. It seemed to be an instrument that he had modified.
In front of the man, there was a smaller person sitting there, also wearing a red robe. It looked like a monkey, but also like a child.
In fact, Su Bai knew that the little person was not a monkey or a child. It should be the corpse of his ancestor. Judging from the person's attire and the way he performed the art, he should be a Mohican.
The Mohicans worshiped their ancestors, so they liked to make such mummies of their ancestors and carry them with them, similar to the Egyptians. The Mohicans were originally a branch of the North American Indians, but later the white people set foot on the land of North America and carried out a massacre of the indigenous Indians. At that time, whether it was soldiers, cowboys, or even priests, they were proud of hunting Indians.
A while ago, the Mohicans attracted attention because of the movie "The Last Mohican." Of course, the most widely known was the Mohican hairstyles of Beckham and Balotelli in the 2000 European Championship and the 2012 European Championship. This ethnic group was actually almost extinct, both culturally and in terms of lineage.
Many tourists had gathered around the performer, and many even went up to put money in front of him. Su Bai shook his head. The clothes and musical instruments on the other party were expensive. Although the man's skin was a little dark, it was hard to say whether he was a Mohican or not. He was more like a performance artist who experienced life.
Suddenly, the song became clear. Su Bai's eyes narrowed in an instant. The Mohican who was playing also looked at the bus where Su Bai was. Su Bai could see the meaningful smile on the other party's face.
The other party hid so deeply that he actually made a mistake just now.
Su Bai was shocked but did not panic. After all, there were not many things in this world that could really threaten him.
The other party slowly got up, and the tune of the song suddenly changed at this time. The ordinary people in the entire service station fell to the ground at this time and fell into a coma. The other party also walked towards Su Bai at this time. The mummy made from the ancestor's corpse also floated up at this time and followed him.
Su Bai knocked on the window of the bus gently, and the window on this side of the bus instantly shattered. Then, Su Bai jumped out of the bus and watched the other party approach him step by step.
"I really didn't expect to meet a high-level listener here." The other party's Chinese was very fluent, and it had a special accent.
"Japanese?" asked Su Bai.
"Yes, I am Saburo Uchimura. Please advise me."
The other party put down the flute and bowed to Su Bai.
Su Bai did not say anything. Was it possible for a high-level listener from Japan to play performance art and experience life on his way to Mount Longhu?
Did he really think that high-level listeners were Da Bai dishes on the roadside?
"What's the matter?" asked Su Bai.
"That village, please be merciful," Wang Chong said. The other party smiled with some relief, "Fortunately, your killing intent is not strong, so it gave me the opportunity to come and make peace. My ancestors accompanied Jianzhen on his journey to Japan. We've been living in Japan for many generations. This village can actually be considered as my family's ancestral home.
So, please be magnanimous and forgive them!
I am willing to pay a certain price for this. I only hope that you can let this village continue to exist peacefully and peacefully. They are really low-key. "
"A friend of mine died." said Su Bai.
"I'm deeply sorry about that. But you should also be aware that the recent broadcasts have increased our attraction to those abnormal creatures, which is why such unpleasant things happened. If I'm not wrong, that friend of yours should also be a listener, right?"
"A friend of mine died." Su Bai continued to repeat. Just now, he and Fatso could only be regarded as a joke between friends, but this time, every time he repeated it, his anger and impatience rose to another level.
"I am very sorry, but I can see that your killing intent is not strong, so I hope that you can be magnanimous this time. With our identity, there is really no need to care about them, right?"
Su Bai sighed, smiled, and said, "Actually, I did not really plan to slaughter the village, I was also hesitating."
When Saburo Uchimura heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
"But you suddenly came out and blindly made me want to completely wipe out that village now. What should I do?" Su Bai shrugged, indicating that everything was his fault.
"Baka!" All the flattery and flattery from before disappeared from Saburo Uchimura's face.
"Why didn't you do this earlier? What are you playing at? What a waste of time. "
Su Bai pinched his wrist. That village relied on human blood to maintain the lives of the people who should have died in the village, turning them into paper dolls to continue living. The paper doll that killed Chu Zhao was just a tool that they arranged to secretly kill people to obtain the source of blood and souls of the dead.
If it were not for Chu Zhao, Su Bai would not have come here to enforce justice on behalf of heaven. But this time, since they were all malignant tumors, Su Bai would not have the slightest qualm in his heart if they were to be wiped out in one fell swoop.
"Sir …" The mummy in front of Saburo Uchimura floated in front of him, "There may be one thing you do not know, that is, after reaching the Advanced Listener level, our Japanese listeners have more advantages than you Chinese listeners who only know about quick success."
"Oh? I'll wait and see. " Su Bai licked his lips with his tongue, and said, "In addition, I am more curious about your real purpose in protecting that village."
Making Su Bai believe that the Advanced Listener from Japan in front of him was a lobbyist because of his kindred, and making Su Bai believe that Japan really wanted to establish the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere during the war of aggression against China.
