Indescribable cyberpunk

"It's such a good city. Boss, this is Egg Waffle, right?"

Walking on the streets paved with bluestones, Zhu Jue saw in front of him a stone arch bridge over the river in the city. There was actually some soil and weeds growing between the stones. This was a scene that was impossible to see in Yecheng, even if In various old cities, this kind of stone arch bridge has long been demolished.

On the bridge here are several stalls that have been seen in the old town in the east of Yecheng. From one of the stalls, the smell of milk is wafting towards this side. Zhu Jue can't take care of Wu Jing who is still guiding him next to him. Just ran up.

"Would you like one? I have original flavor, ice cream flavor, and"

"Give me two of everything!"

When he finally returned to Wu Jing with a handbag filled with egg waffles of various flavors, the latter stared dumbfoundedly at Zhu Jue, who was using a bamboo stick to pick up a whole piece of egg waffle and stuff it into his mouth. Wind chimes kept spinning around him, jumping up and down to take a bite.

"Should we go to your brother's residence next or the statue museum where he works?"

Walking onto the arch bridge, looking at the clear river at the bottom of the bridge, he reached out and took the back of the wind chime's neck and pulled it towards him, and gave it half of the egg waffles.

What Zhu Jue really wants to find is the traces of the monster, so now he actually wants to go to the statue hall where the audio was recorded, but he was brought here to find out the cause of his brother's death. It's hard to ignore this. After thinking about it, let him make the decision.

"Let's go to the statue hall first. It's closer to here, but I can't guarantee whether they will let us in."

Wu Jing stood on the stone steps and turned around and said.

"Because Wu Rui's death involves the statue museum?"

Zhu Jue remembered that Wu Rui seemed to have mentioned in the video that the previous worker in his position died, but the news was blocked, and he thought he was encountering the same situation now.

"Is that so? My brother died at home three days ago. It has nothing to do with the statue hall, but because the spring festival will be held in half a month. The statue houses in the religious area will start to close their doors to make people who will be used in the spring festival. Although the idol puppet is only painted with oil paint on the outside of the puppet, the size of the puppet is indeed very large, and there are also some divine soldiers and generals who are also working on it at the statue museum. It is also a big project, so the statue has recently been Outsiders may be prohibited from entering or exiting the museum.”

"Spring Festival? Is it the annual celebration parade in Rongxia City?"

Before coming here, Li Qinglian found a lot of information about Rongxia City, and Spring Festival was undoubtedly the word that appeared most frequently.

The Spring Festival in Rongxia City generally has the same meaning as the Spring Festival in Zhu Jue's previous life. Its importance exceeds any other festival in the whole year. On the day of the Spring Festival, there will be a large-scale parade with the entire Rongxia City as the event area. , there will not only be dragon and lion dances, but also some grand ceremony and processions from other cultures, of which the statues of gods are one of them.

"You can say that."

The main activity of the Spring Festival is indeed the parade, and most tourists from out of town come here for this day.

"Go and take a look first. If you can't get in, let's talk about it later."

Since the statue museum is relatively close, it doesn't take much time to go over and take a look.

After crossing the stone arch bridge and walking further in, the buildings nearby are no longer the 100-meter-high buildings before, but more of them have turned into houses that look like courtyards. The streets have also turned into alleys, with mottled roads on both sides. There are high walls, and there are many civilian lanes interspersed among them.

The laneway was not as warm and lively as Zhu Jue imagined, but rather a dark and damp scene. A large number of paper advertisements were posted in it, some of which had been scratched off, leaving some corners covered with something dark. There are substances similar to moss, and some are just advertising papers. Occasionally, you can see a few haggard-looking middle-aged people and older but still mobile elderly people standing in front of these advertisements to check them.

Seeing Zhu Jue and Wu Jing exposed, he just looked at them silently, with numbness and confusion in his eyes.

The midday sun shrouded those high-rise buildings, but did not shine on these winding alleys. Occasionally, a ray of sunlight fell, but it did not illuminate the surroundings. Instead, it was vaguely dyed yellow by these dark and humid environments.

"Is the religious area in Rongxia City a bit like a slum?"

Zhu Jue couldn't help but think of the house where Wu Rui lived in the video he saw before. At that time, he was still thinking that there was such a place in Rongxia City. Now it seems that there are quite a lot.

"There is some meaning in this regard, because Rongxia New Town and Rongxia Tourist Area have been gradually developed, and housing prices and consumption levels are increasing. And the religious area here has many religious shops, and they occupy a large area. The land cannot be developed at will, and there are many places that do alms, and you can eat a big pot of rice with just a little money. Over time, many poor people from Rongxia City have gathered here."

While Wu Jing was explaining, he kept walking and walked out through a narrow alley. At the corners ahead, there were incense sticks inserted between the cracks in the ground and small bowls filled with white rice.

"These rice and incense sticks are for the wandering souls who have passed by here. Look over there, there is a small Buddha statue specially used to take care of this kind of thing."

He pointed at the Buddha statue at the corner in front, and at the same time stepped back slightly to give up the position in front of him. He made a natural invitation gesture, hoping that Zhu Jue would go over and take a look.

Zhu Jue was already walking there, so he took advantage of the trend and took two quick steps.

"This is probably a role similar to that of a land lord, right?"

Squatting in front of the small Buddha statue, Zhu Jue rested his chin on his hand. The few incense sticks in front of him must have been inserted not long ago, but the smoke from the half-burned incense sticks was drifting upward.

Unconsciously inhaling some, I felt a strong smell of smoke and smoke. I sniffed and stepped back.

"Tandigong, what is that?"

Wu Jing, who was standing behind Zhu Jue, responded to Zhu Jue. He put his hands behind his back, wiped his fingers on his belt, and turned to look behind a high wall next to him.

The afternoon sun "happened" to fall from a partition that suddenly opened between the two tall buildings on the left. It fell on the area around the Buddha statue, and Zhu Jue was also wrapped in it.

Dang~dang~dang~

Immediately afterwards, three thick bells rang nearby, the sound came from far to near. Zhu Jue was suddenly startled, his brain suddenly became a little drowsy, and the scene in front of him suddenly became blurry.

The scenery in the field of vision gradually turned into various colors and smudged around in the sunlight. The colors deepened as time went by, and the Purana Sutra that I heard in the taxi before sounded inexplicably in my ears.

"Success!"

Wu Jing clenched his hands behind his back, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

However, it didn't take long for the smile to solidify on his face.

Zhu Jue, who should have passed out, was building a shelter with his hands to look at where the sunlight was coming from. There was just some confusion on his face, but he had no intention of passing out.

After a while, he lowered his head again, seeming to be thinking about something. He didn't stop stuffing the egg waffle in his hand into his mouth, and continued to chew it slowly.

"Why did the mental disorder suddenly appear? Is it an environmental problem here? It shouldn't be. I didn't sense any source of mental pollution nearby."

Zhu Jue thought it was some reason that caused him to have mental problems again, so he tried his best to adjust his state, and it didn't take long for him to return to normal. He accidentally glanced at Wu Jing next to him who was full of confusion, and explained aloud,

"It's an old habit. Sometimes I'll be in a daze. Don't mind."

"Ah? It's okay. Let's go to the statue museum."

Wu Jing continued to walk to Zhu Jue, his face facing away from him with a tangled expression.

The two well-designed traps didn't work at all, which caught him off guard. The problem with the people in this weird studio must be too strange!

It's just that it's already reached this point, and he can't end it hastily. Since this kind of thing can't be solved, then use a more practical method.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, the statue hall is currently closed to the public."

As soon as they arrived at the door of the statue hall, the two of them were stopped by someone who had just come out. Zhu Jue looked past him and towards the white field where they entered the statue hall. There were many doll statues on it, including a water tank. Big and small, with a face that resembles a glaring King Kong, with fangs in its mouth. The head is made of an unknown material. It is also as tall as a human. The head takes up one-third of the body. It has a pink-white face and wears a ring around it. Flash crowned figure.

All in all, they all look brightly colored, and they look like they have just been painted and left to dry naturally in the sun.

"I'll just go in and visit, okay?"

Zhu Jue wanted to take a look at the location where Wu Rui recorded before.

"No, now is the time for these statues to dry. There can't be any scratches, otherwise the whole thing will have to be started all over again."

At this time, there were two people in cotton-padded jackets approaching. They should be the people on duty here.

"Okay, Mr. Zhu, let's go first. Excuse me."

Originally, Zhu Jue wanted to pay some money to get in, but Wu Jing asked him to take him away immediately, so after thinking about it, he thought about it. At worst, he could just come and see it in the evening.

If you are not allowed in here, you can only go to Wu Rui's residence to take a look.

"Is this where he lives?"

Zhu Jue pushed open the yellowed wooden door and went in. As Li Qinglian had guessed before, he lived on the first floor.

The simple decoration and blood stains that appeared in the video?

Zhu Jue's eyes were drawn to a pool of dark red blood on the ground in the center of the room.

Wu Jing narrowed his eyes at this moment, reached for a forearm-thick wooden stick beside the door and had no idea what it was for, walked up behind Zhu Jue in a few steps, and smashed it straight towards the back of his head!

Bang!

It wasn't the sound of the stick touching the back of his head, but the muffled sound of flesh and blood when Zhu Jue turned back and slapped the stick away, then punched Wu Jing in the abdomen.

"Sneak attack on me? Didn't I tell you, I'm the only one shooting in Weird Studio, so my camera is 360 degrees!"

Patting Wu Jing's left cheek with his free hand, Zhu Jue then said,

"It turns out you are causing trouble. Are you ready to have a 'heart-to-heart' talk with me?"

Ouch~

Wind chimes "roared" at Zhu Jue's feet.

close the door.

Let the dogs loose!