When Wang Xu regained consciousness, he found himself standing in a desert town full of yellow sand. The scorching sun was in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight made it difficult for his eyes to adapt. Qi Bing was beside him, with the same blank look in his eyes.
Looking at the surrounding environment.
"I see...that's what happened..." Mr. Cat touched his chin with his hand, his expression became very ugly.
Wang Xu and Qi Bing followed his gaze and saw a wooden sign standing on the roadside at the end of the town. The words on it were large and should be the name of the town - bozite.
"What do you understand again?" Wang Xu asked.
"The ghost this time is named Charlie Manson, and his occupation during his lifetime was that of a priest." Mr. Cat said as he walked forward and waved to Wang Xu and Qi Bing to follow him.
"We are now in the desert of Texas. This town called Bozite... Strictly speaking, it disappeared more than eighty years ago because of a certain event, or a certain person..." Mr. Cat
Vigilantly observe the plants and trees around, the empty houses, telephone poles, and even garbage dumps.
"Well... it's a long story. In short, the situation is very bad. You should also notice that our spiritual consciousness has almost disappeared."
After he said this, Wang Xu just noticed it, while Qi Bing remained expressionless and just nodded.
While they were talking, they had already arrived at the door of the church in the center of the town. Mr. Cat was the first to walk in. The rectangular church was empty. The sunlight shone in through the colored glass, but it did not give people the slightest sense of brightness and harmony.
On the contrary, the beautiful and distorted light makes people feel very uncomfortable.
"As expected..." Cat Master looked at the empty statue base in front of the auditorium and said thoughtfully.
Wang Xu suddenly interrupted: "If I said that I had been here in my dream, would you believe it?"
Mr. Cat turned around: "Oh? When?"
Wang Xu said: "Just before you and Lao Qi opened my door last night and poured a glass of water on my face..."
Mr. Cat didn't take his complaints seriously: "Tell me the content."
Wang Xu replied: "I also came to this town at that time, but it was at night. I walked around and found no one. I also came to the church. I had an impression of the empty statue base, and then I
Let's go up to the high ground over there." He said and walked out of the church, Qi Bing and Mao Ye following behind him.
"Look over there, do you see a house?" Wang Xu pointed to the high ground in the distance.
Qi Bing was a little confused: "Why is it a classical British building..."
Wang Xu said: "I'm also wondering, is there an old British rich man living in this town?"
Mr. Cat immediately denied him: "This is impossible. This town is very poor. The scene in front of us should be Bozite in 1924. At that time, cars, radios, etc. had become necessities for many American families, and this small town
There were still only horses in the town, and not even a car could be seen. It was as if it was still stuck in the pioneer days of the West.
Furthermore, at that time, the United States was no longer in a "progressive period". In the ten years after the end of World War I, it was an era of the business class. The social culture was an emotionless and lifeless state, which was the so-called Second World War.
The period of overdevelopment in the 10th century was followed by the catastrophic Great Depression. But look here, there are only a handful of shops on the street. The poverty of this town is completely written on its face. Basically
It’s a typical representative of a backward area. That kind of building will never appear in a place like this.”
Wang Xu pointed to the house in the distance again: "Hey...how are you going to explain that?"
"It's very simple. It only appeared after everyone here died." Master Cat said, "Continue talking about your dream. What else did you see?"
Wang Xu continued: "Then I walked through the small woods, then climbed up the hill, and finally arrived in front of the house where the person you mentioned appeared after he died. Later, I saw a person's name on the glass window.
My hand passed by, and he was digging at the glass with his fingers, making a very unpleasant sound. I didn’t know if he was a human or a ghost. Anyway, I was in a hazy dream at the time, and maybe I subconsciously felt that something was happening, so I
He rushed into the house."
Seeing that he stopped talking, Qi Bing asked: "What happens next?"
"I was woken up by the water." Wang Xu shrugged.
Mr. Cat thought for a while: "In other words... you have already been here once."
"What? Isn't that a dream? Are we also dreaming now?"
The cat also shook his head: "No, at this moment, the bodies and souls of the three of us are indeed here, but last night... only your soul came in. The time happened to be the moment when Charlie Manson committed the murder. You see
The hand I got should belong to one of the four people who died at the Lake Louise Hotel."
Qi Bing said: "What on earth is going on? You seem to know everything?"
Mr. Cat pointed to the mansion in the desert in the distance: "Let's talk while we walk."
Wang Xu and Qi Bing had no choice but to shut up and follow. They had no idea what was going on.
Cat Master collected his thoughts and said: "First of all, let's talk about the time and place... This space should be regarded as a fusion of the ghost realm and the divine realm. The entrance is near Lake Louise. The town in front of us is
In the town of Bozite in 1924, all the people in the town were dead, and time was frozen at this moment.
Then it’s about that ghost. You must be wondering why I know his name. In fact, combined with Vincent’s first hint, the answer is easy to come up with, that is ‘London’. I will only go there in my life.
I went to London once and a lot of things happened, but the only thing Vincent wanted me to contact was the Drip incident.
In this case, I can draw a very reasonable and seemingly correct conclusion - what happened here is essentially the same as the Jack the Ripper case.
According to my personal research on various cases of perverted murderers in history, the names Charlie Manson and Bozite Town have long been in my mind. When I saw the name of this town, I knew that this was
It is also a bloodbath and a sacrifice.
This Charlie Manson may be more terrifying than Dagger. Dagger is a tool, but Manson... is more than that simple. The massacre that happened here in 1924 was just a prelude. It was not a real blood sacrifice, just for
It's just a necessary ritual to create a demon.
A real blood sacrifice should be very strict, and the number of people killed may not necessarily be many, but there are certain rules, and every soul that dies in the barrier has a special meaning.
Therefore, the real blood sacrifice is happening now, in the 21st century, right before our eyes. A bloodthirsty devil who has been dormant for more than eighty years will finally complete his mission here. Four and a half hours ago last night
Those two...I think it's just the beginning."
The more Wang Xu heard, the more ominous he felt. Brother Zibo was a bully of men and women during his lifetime, and it was only after his death that he got back to his addiction to serial murders. But this Manson seemed to have taken care of everything by himself while he was still alive.
All the people in the town were killed, and now he has gained the power of God's Barrier, so why won't he turn the world upside down?
"Hey... what does the second prompt mean? Does it teach you how to cheat and kill Manson? It must be right? We have no psychic abilities now. If we don't cheat, we won't be able to withstand it..."
Mr. Cat sneered: "Second tip? Humph...'Woody's words'? I won't tell you the original words. Anyway, the basic meaning is that according to a certain list in hell, I am going to be a father."
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Now that I think about it, what he said at that time was really meaningful, "according to a certain list in hell", ha! My son's soul is indeed not from heaven... Then forget it...
But I never imagined that more than half a year before Lao Xi was born, the Ripper only killed three or five people, but now six people have died in the blood sacrifice before my son was born..."
Wang Xu's jaw seems to be dislocated. Two reminders, blood sacrifice, everything in front of him, yes! This guy's reasoning is perfect...his son is definitely a demon king!
As I write this, let me digress...
Generally speaking, before a figure like an emperor is born, there will be some so-called "visions". Either his parents have nightmares, there is a red light in the house, a meteor shower in the sky, etc...
For example, Brother Liu Bang - "Gaozu, a native of Zhongyangli, Peifeng City, had a surname of Liu and a courtesy name of Ji. His father was Taigong and his mother was Liu Lao. Before him, Lao Liu tasted the slopes of Daze, and met God in a dream. It was time.
The thunder and lightning were dark, and Taigong went to look, and saw a dragon on top of it. She was already pregnant, and she gave birth to Gaozu."
Dear viewers, please pay attention. This passage is from historical records. Teacher Sima Qian, you are doing this... I think it is really not good...
If someone doesn't understand, I will briefly explain what I just said in classical Chinese. In other words... Liu Bang was the son of his mother and the Dragon God, and his father is a witness. This is the true saying of the Dragon Emperor.
It can be said to be conclusive...
Okay, Liu Bang, you win. The history of Han Dynasty practiced such a law and gave your father such a "noble" cuckold. I can only say... you are cruel.
We can give another example. Brother Zhu Yuanzhang, I won’t quote it if it’s too long. Let’s look at this paragraph - “Mother Chen, Fang You, the dream god gave a pill of medicine, put it in the palm of my hand, and there was a light, swallowed it, swallowed it, and left a mouthful.
The room was full of red light. The house was full of fragrance, and the red light came out. Since then, the light has appeared several nights ago. When the neighbors saw it, they were startled and thought it was a fire. They rushed to rescue, but when it arrived, there was no one. He was taller, with a majestic appearance, strange bones piercing the top, and an outline of his will and spirit.
However, no one can predict it.”
Okay, everyone who is revising the history of Ming Dynasty, you all have knives on your necks, I understand...
Leaving aside Liu Bang, the son of the dragon, and Zhu Chongba, the fire fist who was born with ten levels of domineering and is suspected of possessing the power of the flame fruit (I really don’t know the qualifications of the latter person, why he still herded cattle when he was young). Other emperors
There are also many signs of gods descending to earth. Zhao Kuangyin, Temujin, Li Shimin, gods and men have continued throughout the dynasties, and they have succeeded one after another.
The most shocking thing is...most of these statements come from official history.
Therefore, I can only say that textbooks... must not use your brain and accept them all...
So back to our story... From the perspective of reading the novel, we should believe everything. Since the emperors and generals had visions before they were born, the demons were naturally not far behind.
Mr. Cat’s son is destined not to be a fuel-efficient lamp...
Qi Bing interjected at this time: "I don't know about the Divine Barrier you are talking about, as well as Zibo and London. Can you explain it?"
Mr. Cat said: "I'll tell you slowly when I have time. It's impossible for Wang Xu to explain it clearly." This is true. Regarding the details of heaven, hell, God, etc., you can only wait for Mr. Cat to filter it.
After that, only by reorganizing the language can he tell Qi Bing as much "safety information" as possible.
Wang Xu suddenly said: "What... Actually, I also noticed it in my dream. Do you think this forest... smells like corpses?"
"Tch...you don't need to tell me, it stinks so much that I'm like a maggot if you can't smell it." Master Cat replied.
Qi Bing stopped: "That's not right."
Master Mao and Wang Xu both looked back at him, "What's wrong?"
Qi Bing's expression did not change, but cold sweat flowed down his face: "I can't smell it! It's not just the corpse smell you mentioned, I can't smell anything!"
