When Wang Xu regained consciousness, he found that he was standing in a desert town full of yellow sand.
The scorching sun was in the sky.
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.
"So 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 was a priest."
Master Mao said as he walked forward, waving for Wang Xu and Qi Bing to follow him.
"We are now in the desert of Texas.
Strictly speaking, this town called Bozite disappeared more than eighty years ago because of a certain event, or a certain person."
Master Mao observed vigilantly.
There are plants and trees all around, 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, but Qi Bing was still expressionless and just nodded.
While they were talking, they had 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.
"Really?"
Master Mao said thoughtfully, looking at the empty statue base in front of the auditorium.
Wang Xu suddenly interrupted: "If I say that I have been here when I was dreaming, would you believe it?"
Mr.
Cat turned around and said, "Oh when?"
Wang Xu said: "It was 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 Just go up to the high ground over there."
He 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.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Could it be that there is 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 was visible.
It was as if it was still stuck in the pioneer days of the West.
Furthermore, the United States at that time 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.
Social culture was an emotionless and lifeless state, which was the so-called twentieth century. period of overexploitation, followed by the disastrous Great Depression.
But look here, there are only a handful of shops facing the street.
The poverty of this town is clearly written on its face.
It is basically a typical representative of a backward area.
That kind of building would 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: "That means you have already been here once."
"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.
The hand you saw , should belong to one of the four deceased people 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 1924.
In the town of Bozite, all the people in the town were dead, and time was frozen at this moment.
Then it’s about the ghost.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
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 have only been there once in my life.
A lot of things happened in London, but the only thing Vincent wanted me to contact was the Traiper incident.
In this case, I can come to 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 two names Charlie Manson and Bozite Town have long been in my mind.
When I saw the name of this town, I knew that it was the same.
It is a bloodbath and a sacrifice.
This Charlie Manson may be even scarier than Drape.
Drip is a tool, but Manson is more than that.
The massacre that occurred here in 1924 was just a prelude.
It was not a real blood sacrifice, but 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 in front of our eyes.
A bloodthirsty devil who has been dormant for more than eighty years will finally complete his mission here.
Four last night, half an hour ago 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.
Everyone in the town has been killed, and now he has gained the power of the divine barrier, how can he not 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: "The second prompt is Woody's words.
I won't tell you the exact words.
Anyway, the basic meaning is that according to a certain list in hell, I am going to be a father.
Now that I think about it, what he said at that time was really meaningful.
According to a certain list in hell, my son’s soul really didn’t come from heaven, so forget it.
But I never would have imagined that more than half a year before Lao Xi was born, the Ripper only killed three or five people, and 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 fits perfectly.
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, or there is a red light in the house, a meteor shower in the sky, etc.
For example, Brother Liu Bang, "Gaozu, was a native of Zhongyangli in Peifeng City.
His surname was Liu and his courtesy name was Ji.
His father was Tai Gong and his mother was Liu Lao.
Before him, Liu Lao had tasted the slopes of Daze, and met God in a dream.
It was a time of thunder and lightning.
In the dark, Taigong looked and saw a dragon lying on it, and Gao Zu was born."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Dear viewers, please pay attention.
This passage is from historical records.
I don’t think it’s good for you, Mr.
Sima Qian, to do this.
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 the witness.
This theory of the true dragon emperor can be said to be true. chiseled 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 that you are ruthless.
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, there was a light, swallowed it, swallowed it, and the fragrance left in my mouth.
When he was about to give birth, the room was filled with red light.
When the light came on at night, the neighbors were startled and thought it was a fire, and they rushed to save him.
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 the Dragon's son Liu Bang and the Fire Fist Zhu Chongba, who was born with tenth level of domineering and is suspected of possessing the power of the Fire Fruit, I really don't know why the latter's qualifications will lead to herding cattle when he was young.
Other emperors also had many signs of gods descending to earth.
Zhao Kuangyin, Temujin, and Li Shimin had gods and men in succession throughout the dynasties.
The most shocking thing is that most of these statements come from official history.
Therefore, I can only say that when it comes to textbooks, you must not use your brain and accept them all.
So back to our story and from the perspective of reading the novel, we should believe everything.
Since the emperors, generals and ministers 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 interrupted 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 and so on, we can only wait for Mr.
Cat to filter it.
After that, only by reorganizing the language can he tell Qi Bing as much "safe information" as possible.
Wang Xu suddenly said: "Actually, I also noticed it in my dream.
Do you think this forest smells like corpses?"
"You don't have to worry about it.
It stinks so much that I've turned into maggots if I 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 cheeks: "I can't smell not only the corpse odor you mentioned, I can't smell anything anymore":