Child, where did the child go?
Looking around, there was absolutely no sign of a child at the bottom of the pool. He didn't see any when he was above the pool either. Su Bai was certain of this.
Su Bai spat out a bubble from his mouth and gestured to Gyatso. Then, he began to swim up. Soon, he emerged from the water. The pool wasn't very deep. He could basically reach it with a kick.
Gyatso also surfaced. On the shore, the monk was studying the headless corpse of the general. Along the way, the monk had studied almost every corpse. This made Su Bai feel that if the monk didn't want to be a monk, he could choose to be a forensic doctor. In fact, an ordinary forensic doctor would probably be annoyed or tired of continuously examining so many corpses. However, the monk gave people the feeling that he was enjoying it.
"The female corpse below should have been pregnant. There are obvious stretch marks on her stomach. However, her stomach was cut open and the child inside is gone. I can't find where it is."
As soon as Su Bai finished speaking, Gyatso was shocked. He immediately dove down to check the situation. The monk's hand trembled and immediately rushed to the door of the hot spring pavilion. After opening the door, he retreated with a bitter smile on his face. He said to Su Bai who was still floating on the water, "We were a little careless."
Gyatso quickly surfaced again with a solemn expression. Then, he gestured for Su Bai to go up first.
After the two climbed out of the pool, the monk pointed to the door. "We can't go out for now."
Su Bai and Gyatso walked to the door together. The door had already been opened by the monk. However, standing there and looking out, it was a different scene. It wasn't the wilderness, but another hot spring pool. It was like another compartment had been opened. However, Su Bai remembered that there was only a lonely pavilion here. There were no other buildings. But now, there was suddenly an additional pavilion. It felt like a mirage. At the same time, through the wooden window of the pavilion in front, they could see another pavilion outside this one. The pavilions were connected to each other, and the scale had suddenly increased by a lot.
"Playing mazes?" Su Bai asked.
Gyatso shook his head. "It's not a maze. It's that thing's doing."
"That child?"
"It's that child. All of this was caused by him." Gyatso said with certainty, "The bottom of the pool was also caused by that child."
"But where is the baby now?" Su Bai asked.
"It's possible that there was no baby at all." Gyatso seemed to be organizing his words. "That woman probably had a belly full of resentment from the beginning, and the resentment condensed into a fetus. This woman couldn't give birth, so she must have died from dystocia, and then the resentment dissipated with the death of the mother."
"So evil?"
"For example, it's actually very similar to Nezha in the myths and legends. Nezha was a spiritual pearl that descended to the mortal world and borrowed Li Jing and his wife to give birth to his own body. However, because of this, I remember that Nezha's biological mother had been pregnant for more than three years. If she had given birth according to the normal 10-month pregnancy, the result would have been dystocia, and both mother and son would have died. Therefore, Nezha completely condensed his flesh and blood in his mother's stomach before coming out. The reason why he gave birth to a ball was because Li Jing used his sword to split it open and a boy appeared."
"Hehe, do you mean that the woman in the Qing Palace was also pregnant with Nezha?" Su Bai smiled.
"Myths and legends are often very cruel and bloody. For example, when the Jinshan Temple was flooded, people would only care about the beautiful love between Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen, but they would often ignore the countless living beings drowned under this love. Perhaps Nezha really exists, and he has a prototype. Perhaps the prototype was similar to this kind of resentment. In the end, both mother and son were lucky enough to not die, but they were born in the end.
In fact, it can be seen from the name of this story world. In this story world, any supernatural things, any rare weirdness, will be as simple and natural as drinking tea when you're thirsty. " Gyatso explained, "So, for some reason, after the group of men in black killed the guards, they also cut open the woman's stomach. In the end, the resentment in the woman's stomach, or the spirit, was released. Then, this is the situation we are facing now. The spirit is attacking us. Maybe it is watching us from above, but it is afraid of our aura and ability, so it doesn't dare to come down and attack us directly like it did to the men in black."
At this time, the monk rubbed his hands and simply sat on the ground with the general's knife in his hand. After death, the body would stiffen, which was the so-called zombie. As a general, his hand was still tightly gripping the knife even after his head was cut off. It was obvious how strenuous it was to remove the knife. No one knew how the monk managed to do it.
The monk held the knife and drew something on the ground. It was not the Eight Trigrams, nor did it look like an array. It was more like a kind of calculation and rehearsal symbol.
Gyatso walked to the monk's side and asked, "Do you need help?"
The monk shook his head, "Your method is different from the Poor Monk's. It would be too troublesome to deduce it together. This isn't very difficult. I can finish it in an hour."
Gyatso sat beside the monk with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating.
Su Bai wanted to find something to do, but he realized that he had nothing to do. The outside world was like a maze, densely packed with pavilions. However, the monk already had a way to crack it and was already doing it. The only thing he could do now was to remain quiet and not disturb the monk.
Although Su Bai said that he could hug the monk's thigh before entering this story world, this method was a little too comfortable. It made Su Bai a little uncomfortable.
Half an hour later, the monk stopped.
Gyatso also opened his eyes at this time.
"The Poor Monk needs an experiment," said the monk. As he said that, the monk used his finger to draw a direction on the ground.
Gyatso nodded and stood up. He pushed open the door of the pavilion that the three of them were in and walked out. Su Bai didn't follow him out. Instead, he stood at the door and watched Gyatso walk out.
Gyatso entered the next pavilion and walked out from that one. It was as if he had pushed open another door and continued walking in.
Su Bai remembered that he had seen a movie called "Dimensional Killing Array". The current environment was very similar to the scene in the movie. However, everyone had their own specialties. Obviously, with the cooperation of Gyatso and the monk, two Buddhist disciples from different regions, this place wouldn't be able to trap the three of them for long.
However, the accident seemed to have happened just like that without a sound.
Ten minutes passed and Gyatso still hadn't returned.
Tyrant put down the knife in his hand and furrowed his brows. He was like a high school student who was trying to solve a middle school question that he thought he would definitely be able to solve. It was a question that he would only need to spend some time to complete because he had already fully understood the principles and formulas. Moreover, he had long been able to apply them to a higher level. However, when he was halfway through the calculation, he realized that he seemed to have calculated wrongly.
"Poor Monk …" The monk opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. "Impossible, the Poor Monk didn't calculate wrongly."
The monk said confidently. However, Gyatso still hadn't returned. According to the monk's previous actions, he had asked Gyatso to walk through a few ponds to verify his deduction. Even if there were some small mistakes, it shouldn't be a problem for Gyatso to return the way he came.
However, another ten minutes passed and Gyatso still hadn't returned.
The monk couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and carved many densely packed symbols on the ground with his knife.
The monk stood at the door. Ever since Gyatso went out, Su Bai had been standing at the door. He thought that Gyatso would just follow the monk's instructions and come back. However, it had been almost half an hour and Gyatso still hadn't returned.
This almost made Su Bai think that the monk wanted to kill him with a borrowed knife. However, this thought only flashed in Su Bai's mind because it was too absurd and impossible. Putting aside the fact that the monk had no motive to kill him with a borrowed knife, even if he did, Gyatso wouldn't be fooled so easily.
Something must have gone wrong here.
"Monk, continue the deduction. Gyatso should be lost. If he is, what do you think he will do?"
"He will be like me, the Poor Monk. He will start the deduction again in his own way."
"So, let's do it again. At most, it will take another hour. It's not a big deal."
The monk received Su Bai's comfort and sat down again. He overturned everything before and began the deduction again.
Su Bai stood by the pool and continued to wait. At this moment, in an unknown pavilion, Gyatso should be deducing like the monk.
"By the way, Monk, what are you deducing based on?"
The monk wasn't disturbed by Su Bai's question. He said directly, "All aspects, a lot."
"Will it be affected in any way?"
"This is a sealed space. The Poor Monk has checked the corpses. They died not long ago and didn't have the time to turn into vengeful ghosts. Therefore, there is no possibility of interference. Under the magnetic field of the spirit, they also lost the possibility of turning into ghosts … No, I miscalculated again!"
The monk directly nailed the knife in his hand to the ground and placed one hand on his bald head. He seemed very puzzled.
He felt that he shouldn't have miscalculated, but he still made a mistake.
The monk stood up again. "Over there, Gyatso should also miscalculate. Otherwise, he will definitely come back to find us."
"If both of them got it wrong, then there must be something that they overlooked. What could it be …"
Su Bai's eyes suddenly lit up. He asked the monk, "Monk, can you see ghosts?"
"The Poor Monk doesn't have Yin-Yang Eyes. Unless the ghost is under the influence of malice, otherwise, if it's just ordinary vengeful ghosts and vengeful spirits, they won't release their aura. The Poor Monk won't be able to see them."
"Then, how can I see ghosts?" Su Bai pursed his lips. "Or should I say, how can I see if there are any ghosts around me?"
The monk suddenly narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. Then, he walked to the side of the pool and took out some water. Then, he began to draw a talisman on his palm.
"Take a drop of your blood."
Su Bai used his fingernail to cut his finger. A drop of blood dripped onto the monk's palm. Finally, the monk placed his palm on Su Bai's forehead.
Su Bai felt that his vision suddenly became a little hazy. Then, he walked to the side of the pool and looked at himself in the water.
"F * ck …"
Su Bai let out a long sound because he saw a ghost with a smashed head standing beside him.
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