Holding the skull-crushing hammer, Chen Ge walked up to the statue. He looked into the statue's eyes and asked the first question.
"You can verify the authenticity of every sentence I say next, right?" Chen Ge's question was not particularly difficult, and he was not prepared to make things difficult for the statue.
I stopped in front of the statue and waited for half a minute, but there was still no response from the statue.
"What's going on? Why isn't it crying?" Chen Ge turned back to look at Ma Ying and Liu Xianxian. The two girls were frightened when they noticed that Chen Ge turned around.
"It's impossible! We just tried it and there's nothing wrong with the sculpture."
They were underground, surrounded by darkness, and the only light came from their mobile phones.
Ma Ying wanted to see clearly what was going on over there with the sculpture, holding up her phone with one hand. But when the bright light hit the sculpture, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and she suddenly suppressed the light of her phone.
She anxiously apologized to Chen Ge: "I understand your rules. I didn't see your face. I don't know what you look like. I didn't see anything! I won't tell everything here!"
Her eyes were fixed on the bloody and ferocious murder weapon, and Ma Ying wished she could throw away her phone.
She is worried that she will be silenced by Chen Ge because she knows too much.
In the underground corpse transport tunnel at around two o'clock in the morning, they first encountered a ghost, then were chased by a group of monsters that bounced like fish, and finally met this terrifying man. A series of fatal blows completely destroyed Ma Ying and Liu Xianxian.
They were so frightened that their minds went blank, and now they just wanted to get back to the ground as quickly as possible.
"Quiet?" Chen Ge thought for a moment: "Your worries are not unreasonable."
When they heard what he said, the two girls almost cried.
"Okay, I don't mean to blame you."
Chen Ge stood in front of the statue again. He had yin pupils and could clearly see the blood stains remaining in the corners of the statue's eyes: "Is the question I just asked too difficult?"
While he was studying the statue, Liu Xianxian, who was hiding behind Ma Ying, slowly calmed down. Listening to Chen Ge's voice, she felt vaguely familiar, very similar to a person in her memory.
"Impossible, how could he appear in the underground corpse tunnel at two o'clock in the morning? He must have admitted a mistake."
Chen Ge ignored the two girls and walked around the sculpture with a skull-crushing hammer: "There seems to be a smell coming from the sculpture. I really want to open it and take a look."
He stood in front of the sculpture again: "This time I will try a simpler question. I hope you can think clearly before answering."
Chen Ge pressed the repeater switch and raised the skull-crushing hammer in his hand: "Do you believe that I can smash you to pieces in one minute? If you don't believe it, then I will try it now."
The rustling sound of electricity sounded in Chen Ge's backpack. Only a few seconds passed before two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eyes of the statue.
"It seems the legend is true." Chen Ge smiled with satisfaction.
Hearing his laughter, the two girls behind him shuddered. They looked at the statue of Chen Ge forced into the corner in the dark, and felt a trace of sympathy for no reason.
"Bixian can predict the future, but the accuracy is only 50%. This sculpture can judge the authenticity of a sentence. If I combine it with Bixian's ability, then I can get 100% accuracy."
Information?" Chen Ge came up with the idea of this sculpture: "It's definitely not possible to carry it out like this. It's too difficult to ask the two girls to help carry it. Let's put it here for now."
With blood and tears hanging on his face, the sculpture looked a little pitiful.
It didn't stop crying until Chen Ge turned off the repeater.
"Tonight is not without gain." Chen Ge turned around and shouted to the two girls: "Is there a limit on the number of questions you can ask in your school's weird talk about sculptures?"
"How many times have you asked questions?" Ma Ying and Liu Xianxian thought that Chen Ge was about to leave. Who knew he would ask such a question: "It seems not."
"There is no limit on the number of times?" Chen Ge became more energetic. The sculpture had been staying underground, so he must know this place very well.
He put away the skull-crushing hammer and, as if out of conscience, gently wiped away the tears on the sculpture's face.
"Okay, now let me ask you the second question." Chen Ge looked at the ugly face of the sculpture: "The monster hidden in this room before came from the underground charnel house, right?"
A few seconds later, blood-red tears flowed from the corners of the sculpture's eyes.
"Very good, third question, there are people or other monsters scarier than me in the underground charnel house, right?"
The blood and tears did not stop. The scene made both girls cover their eyes. It was too horrible to watch.
"The fourth question is, someone is secretly helping those monsters in the underground charnel house, right?"
The sculpture seemed to have shed all its tears, and its strong desire to survive forced it to squeeze out tears little by little.
"It seems that my previous guess was good. This underground corpse warehouse is not simple." Chen Ge also knew that the sculpture was about to die, so he asked the last question.
"Think carefully before answering. This last question is very important." Chen Ge slowly said: "The president of the Ghost Stories Association is Team Yan from the city branch, right?"
It seems that the four words "Ghost Story Association" have a special meaning to the sculpture. After hearing these four words, the odor on it disappeared instantly, just like the spirit on the sculpture dissipated.
"I can't say? Is this sculpture placed here by the Ghost Stories Association? Is the underground charnel house also related to the Ghost Stories Association?" Chen Ge came closer and ran his fingers across the sculpture's eye sockets, where the last drop of blood and tears that were about to flow out remained.
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"It seems that Captain Yan really has nothing to do with the Ghost Story Association." Chen Ge touched the head of the sculpture: "Thank you for your hard work, but I also want to remind you that the members of the Ghost Story Association have lost their humanity, and it is very dangerous for you to follow them.
It's better to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and let me protect you from now on."
The sculpture showed no response, and Chen Ge didn't force it. He tried to lower the statue to the ground.
Looking in from the base, the statue is hollow.
"Bi Xian can predict it because there is a ghost living on it. The abnormality in this statue should also be related to the ghost."
Chen Ge put his hand into the statue: "The space is very large. I originally thought there would be a corpse hidden in the statue. No, there must be something wrong with this statue being able to be inhabited by ghosts. Although there is no corpse inside, it does not mean that it was there before.
No body has been installed."
He was talking to himself, not considering the feelings of others present.
Ma Ying and Liu Xianxian next to them were extremely panicked. They felt that the person in front of them was choosing a place to hide the body.
"The harvest tonight has been great, let's leave first." Chen Ge stood up and helped the statue up: "The sculpture said that there are people scarier than me in the underground charnel house, so with my current strength, it shouldn't be enough.