Chapter 702 The dream of sinking into the bottom of the lake

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Chapter 702 The dream of sinking to the bottom of the lake

"Idol?"

Han Fei squatted beside the bed and observed for a while. The statue's facial features were similar to those of humans, but its body was carved with fish scales, and there were ripple-like patterns on its back that continued to spread.

"Is this the statue of the lake god that the old lady said? But didn't the statue sink into the lake together with the orphans?" The lifeguard was a little curious. He just wanted to get closer, but was stopped by Han Fei.

"Don't move." Han Fei removed one leg of the wooden chair and gently hit the statue with a wooden stick.

Muddy water flowed out of the one-foot-tall statue, and a black insect with eight thin legs crawled out of its open mouth.

It looks like a water spider, but it is much larger than a water spider. There are also lines like human faces engraved on its belly, as if a drowning person is screaming.

"Afterlife."

The blade flashed past, and Han Fei cut the black insect in half. Its eight thin legs flicked a few times, and its body turned into stinking black water.

"The more serious the enemy is, the easier it is to be killed by the knife in my hand. Even though this poisonous insect is not so big, more than one or two people will die in its hands."

Han Fei's criteria for identifying whether something is dangerous is very simple. First, cut it with a knife and determine whether it is a threat based on the damage caused.

The lifeguard took several steps back in fear. If Han Fei hadn't stopped him just now, the black bug would have got into his sleeve.

The cat meowed, and the ugly cat jumped out of Han Fei's backpack and squatted next to the statue. Its cat paws pressed the feet of the statue. The nine black patterns on its body seemed to be connected with the statue, and there were continuous black ones.

Water flows out from the statue and is absorbed by the black ghost patterns on its body.

After more than ten seconds, black "water spiders" fell out from the mouth and nose of the statue. Their bodies shrank, their eight thin legs curled up together, and the patterns on their abdomens disappeared, as if they had been sucked dry.

Seeing the corpses of those "water spiders", both the lifeguard and Yan Le felt their scalps go numb. There were so many poisonous insects hidden in this foot-tall statue. Fortunately, they didn't get close just now.

"Da Nie and Jiu Ming are hidden in my ghost pattern. Now Jiu Ming appears in the form of a cat. Da Nie seems to be trapped in the ghost pattern and cannot come out. But when it absorbs enough power, it should be able to break free.

"Han Fei can already feel the strong call in the black lines.

Putting the ugly cat back into his backpack, Han Fei picked up the statue and looked at it. The statue was only one foot tall, but it was actually very heavy.

"Han Fei, we'd better not move around here, be careful not to get yourself trapped." The lifeguard kindly reminded: "When I was doing search and rescue in the past, I heard a lot of things that happened near the water. If you want to live longer, don't do it."

have a finger in the pie."

"If we don't mind our own business, it will find its way to us." Han Fei glanced at the half-opened window, which looked out onto the lake. There was still a small piece of bloody fish scale left on the window frame: "The manager of the boat rental center

Has a man turned into a water ghost? Or is he himself a water ghost in disguise?"

After rummaging through the cabinets, Han Fei found a ledger in the secret compartment behind the desk.

The first half records evidence that the resort owner cut corners and falsified accounts, while the second half contains some very strange passages.

"On November 1st, the greedy and timid Mr. Jia seems to have become different. He never cared about the feelings of nearby residents before. Today he actually came to me and wanted to unite everyone to worship the lake god. What a sunshine.

Come out from the west."

"On November 2nd, it seems that I am too prejudiced against city people. Although Mr. Jia is usually stingy, he is still very good at critical moments. This year's worship of the Lake God is much larger than before. Next year, the Lake God

Bless you, it will definitely be a prosperous year."

"On November 10th, Mr. Jia spent so generously. I have to wait a few more days. If he is willing to pay me more money, it is not impossible to destroy these accounts."

"November 14, no, no, no! There seems to be something wrong! He is not worshiping the lake god, he built his child's body into the statue! What does that madman want to do!"

"On November 15th, who is Mr. Jia? Why does his wife say that he is already dead? Why do I have the same dream every night recently? I dream that Mr. Jia has turned into a big fish and wants to bite me.

Get into the water.”

"On November 16, why does my dream at night seem to come true? What are these fish scale-like things on my arms?!"

"November 18th, tomorrow is the day to worship the Lake God. Everyone feels like they are crazy! Didn't they notice anything unusual in the town?"

"November 19, it's over! It's all over! All the people in the boat died in the lake, and the statue of the lake god left by our ancestors also sank. The earth official is responsible for pardoning sins, and the water official is responsible for relieving disaster. This disaster

It must spread! A disaster is coming!"

"The only way now is to find another orphan to take the statue soaked in the well of the old house to the island in the middle of the lake and complete the ceremony again, but where can I find an orphan who is willing to go? Now it is spread all over the country.

I've been here all over the place, but I didn't dare to go there at night. Hey, I'm so sorry to my ancestors because of my greed!"

"On November 22, Mr. Jia's body was found. The police said that he wanted to resurrect his child, so he wanted to bring the whole village to be buried with him. He also poisoned the memorial ceremony. It seems that I

I have nightmares all the time because of hallucinogens."

"November 25th, why? Why? It's been so many days since the incident ended, why am I still having that dream! There are more and more fish scales on my body, and the scene in the dream has become a reality!"

"Can't sleep! Don't fall asleep! Otherwise you will be sunk in the lake when you wake up!"

"On December 1, I saw it! They were all at the bottom of the lake. There was no Dragon Palace of the Lake God at the bottom of the lake, only everyone's graves!"

"On December 2, I will pull out all these scales! It hurts so much! Someone come and save me, save us!"

"On December 4th, the statue must be sent up! It is on the island in the middle of the lake!"

There are some words at the back of the account book, but those words are no longer words, but symbols that no one can understand. The writer seems to have forgotten how to write at this time.

"It seems that the way to break the situation is to land on the island at midnight and hold the ceremony to worship the lake god again." Han Fei stuffed the account book into his backpack. He asked the lifeguard to hold the statue. The three of them searched the boat rental center but couldn't find it.

A figure.

"Let's go and check out the next place."

As soon as the three people walked out of the boat rental center, they heard the sound of the taxi starting up, and the vehicle hit something while speeding at high speed.

"Is Li Guoer in danger?"

Han Fei immediately ran towards the place where the sound came from. The black taxi parked next to the hot spring hotel. The front end of the hearse was partially dented and stained with some fallen fish scales.

"Are you okay?" Looking inside the car, Han Fei realized that her worries were completely unnecessary. Li Guoer discovered the monster. Not only did she not choose to run away, she chased it and knocked it away.

"After you left just now, I always felt like there was something outside the car, and it seemed like rain was falling on the car windows, with water droplets falling continuously."

"Did you see what that monster looked like?"

"He looks almost like a human." Li Guoer said very calmly: "He seems to have just emerged from the water. His clothes are all wet. He has been trying to find a way to get into the car, and he will also imitate your voices."

If someone else had come here, he would have been scared to death. Li Guoer could be calm in every situation. After being targeted by a monster, his first thought was to kill him.

"Where did the body fly to?"

"In the courtyard of the hotel in front."

Taking out the death knife, Han Fei walked directly towards the hot spring hotel. He pushed open the rusty iron door and soothing music sounded in his ears.

Someone was playing ancient music on the third floor of the hotel. The unknown music seemed to have a hypnotic effect, as if water drops were dripping, and the water slowly slid down the heart.

Looking around, I saw that the yard was filled with various flowers and plants. I don’t know what special fertilizer the owner used, but all the plants grew luxuriantly.

As we walked forward, the soothing ancient music suddenly changed, and there were sounds of fish scales being cut and flesh being sawed. It seemed that noise had been accidentally recorded during the recording.

The monster that was knocked into the hotel disappeared. When Han Fei came in, he only saw waves washing up on the pond in the small courtyard, as if a big fish had just jumped out of the water.

"Is this pond connected to that big lake? It feels so deep, you can't even see the bottom at a glance."

The lifeguard was a little scared. He is a good water person, but here, he didn't even dare to go near the water.

"Don't separate anymore, let's go upstairs and have a look." Han Fei led everyone through the yard and entered the hotel.

The lantern hanging high above the door casts a dim light. This hotel is in an antique style, but I don't know why it was built like an ancient Yizhuang.

"Is anyone here?"

The candles on the counter were not extinguished, the old almanac was hung on the wall, and a small shrine was specially built in the corner of the corridor, but there was no statue of the god inside.

"Today on the lunar calendar has been specially circled. According to normal time, today should be the day when the lake is opened for fishing. After worshiping the lake god, everyone can go fishing in the lake with confidence. Every household will return home with a full load. It should be tonight

It is also the most lively time." The lifeguard took down the almanac. He was quite familiar with the customs along the river.

"There is a high probability that the living people will not gather together tonight, but the same cannot be said for the dead." As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, there was a cough from the second floor, and a door was slowly pushed open.

There was a crunching sound, and a faint fishy smell came from upstairs.

Water drops rolled down, the ancient music in the building stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at the corridor.

There was a strange sound on the wooden stairs. Someone was going downstairs, but it was not the sound of footsteps, it was more like a fish sliding down.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Han Fei's heart slowly lifted. When he pulled up the red rope, an old man wrapped up tightly walked out of the shadows.

"Are you here to stay in the hotel?" The old man, like the old lady at the fish restaurant, wrapped his head and face with a scarf, leaving only his eyes exposed.

"It's not too cold, old man, are you wearing too thick clothes?" Han Fei stared at the old man's legs. He was wearing clothes like a long gown, which directly covered his legs. What's even weirder is that he walked past

A long water stain will be left everywhere.

"I'm old and afraid of the cold." The old man walked behind the counter and said: "Fifty a night. This is the hotel map. Except for a few rooms near the lake, you can choose the other rooms by yourself. After making your selection, go into the room until

Don’t come out again until dawn.”

After seeing the old man enter the counter and there was no other way around, Han Fei's eyes slowly changed. He already had almost all the information he needed to find out, and it would be a waste of time to continue.

"Old man, have you ever heard of an idiom called Tuqiongdijian?"

Han Fei turned over and entered the counter, blocking the only exit for the old man to escape.

"What do you mean?"

"It means that after I read the map, I will take out the butcher knife." A bright and sharp knife appeared in front of the old man's eyes. Han Fei stared at the old man's face: "Take off the hood, I'm here to help you solve the problem.

I hope you can cooperate with me."

Checking in late at night and being threatened with a knife, the old man's hands shrunk in his sleeves trembled slightly. He could hear the determination in Han Fei's words. If he didn't cooperate with the other party to solve the problem, the other party would probably kill him.

After a brief hesitation, the old man sighed and took off his turban.

Pieces of fish scales fell to the ground, and the old man revealed his ugly and scary face.

He has eaten countless fish in his life, but he certainly did not expect that one day, terrible scars like fish scales would appear on his face.

"I'm just afraid of scaring you..."

"Are everyone in the resort the same as you?" Han Fei had already expected it, and he was not too surprised in his heart.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head: "We must have been cursed by the Lake God. This is our fault and we should be punished."

"It was indeed the Lake God who blessed you before, but some time ago you worshiped something else. That guy definitely can't be called a god, he's just a bug who likes to suck human blood." Han Fei's words startled the old man.

: "I have a pair of hands that can touch the soul. When you passed by just now, I checked your soul. Although you looked like a monster on the surface, your soul is still the same as you were before. As I said, I

I can save you and everyone else, but I need you to tell me what happened here."

Staring at the butcher knife in Han Fei's hand, the old man had no other choice. He pursed his lips and spoke about what happened recently.

The old man's name is Guan Miao. He is the village chief and Mr. Jia's collaborator. Nowadays, many people in the village are missing. He lives with deep guilt every day, and he always feels like he is being raped.

In the dream of sinking into the lake, countless villagers seemed to be waiting for him underwater.

Originally, his body was normal, but ever since he started having that dream, scales began to appear on his body, as if the power of dreams was slowly affecting reality.

Guan Miao also helped Han Fei confirm the contents of the account book. If he wanted to destroy the ceremony, he could only find a way to land on the island again, because the real ceremony was held on the small island in the middle of the lake.

In addition, the village head Guan also revealed a piece of information to Han Fei. It seems that there really is a "lake god" living in this big lake, which is what outsiders call a water monster.

"Han Fei, you'd better not believe them easily." The lifeguard wanted to persuade Han Fei to calm down. He knew the danger of landing on the island now.

"I also know that we should have a long-term discussion now, but we don't have that much time." Han Fei used Touch the Secret Deep in the Soul and did not find that the old man was lying. He no longer hesitated and immediately asked Guan Miao to keep the resort sane.

The people were called together to make final preparations for entering the "mind".


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