Beneath the Soil (Part I)
Before leaving, Yu Siqi and Father An also encountered a 'problem' that was not a problem. wj
Just as they walked out of the locker room to meet Wan Jiatang, Shengjia, who flashed to them out of thin air, told them something that even she couldn't give a reasonable explanation.
That is, her mistress actually left on her own.
"Don't you like waiting for someone?"
Father Ann subconsciously asked, and Shengjia could only shake his head.
However, what she said next was to solve this 'small problem' quite easily.
"It's really hard for me to comment on the wayward approach of the main mother. But I can make appropriate remedies, such as sending you directly to her last place, which is actually a completely feasible remedy.
The premise is that as long as she doesn't go too far all at once. After all, the energy that the armory can provide is not enough for me to cover the entire Wanjiatang as I did in the past. ”
Sheng Jia stretched out a hand, and two white rays of light fell from the sky, covering Yu Siqi and Father An respectively.
Immediately after, with a flash of white light, Yu Siqi and the priest were transferred out.
Because he has made more than one such transfer, Yu Siqi can be said to have been accustomed to this kind of unreasonable transfer method for a long time.
But when, as usual, he planned to open his eyes after the white light had faded, the pungent rancid smell caused a little concern in advance.
With this additional worry, Yu Siqi opened his eyes in advance. At this time, the white light had not completely dissipated, and his vision was temporarily blocked by the light covering his whole body, and he couldn't confirm what was going on outside.
When the white light completely dissipated, Yu Siqi was finally able to officially see what was going on here.
The almost completely confined space made him wonder if he had been thrown here by Shengjia. But soon, he realized that this seemingly enclosed space was actually a long-abandoned barn.
The poor lighting inside the barn, especially after the white light that surrounded them had disappeared.
The second is its ventilation, which is very bad.
If it weren't for the fact that the door of the barn was completely open at this moment, I am afraid that Yu Siqi would have been stinking unconscious.
Thinking of 'smelly', Yu Siqi hurriedly turned his face and moved his gaze to Father An. If there was anyone more susceptible to smell than him, it was probably the priest.
Sure enough, in the little glimmer of light coming from outside the door, Yu Siqi could vaguely catch a glimpse of the priest's not-so-good-looking face.
"The Order—Pearl."
Father Ann had created a little artificial light source for them as usual, which would have helped them figure out why the barn was stinking.
In fact, if you look at it, there is nothing but dust in this abandoned barn.
However, it is impossible for dust to emit such a foul smell.
Everyone knows this very well.
Moreover, according to Shengjia, this should be the last place where Wan Jiatang stayed. But for now, she shouldn't be here.
'Did you leave early?' ’
Yu Siqi didn't have such an idea, but he still wanted to stay here for a while to find out where the smell came from.
Just when Siqi was still at the level of cranky thoughts, Father An's side had already begun to act.
I saw him stride into the depths of the barn, as if he had found something.
Since the light source was emitted from Father An, Yu Siqi could only restrain his messy thoughts first and followed.
As a result, as soon as they got into the darker place, they saw a ghost-like woman in white standing not far from them.
"You're here, I've been waiting for a while."
Wan Jiatang yawned lazily, as if to imply that he had actually fallen asleep just now.
"Did you find anything?"
Father Ann stood in front of her and asked.
"There's a lot of interesting stuff out there. It's just that more of it is death. ”
Wan Jiatang carried the umbrella in his hand and made a small circle horizontally. As the tip of her umbrella slashed, the darkness around her was covered in crystal clear ice, little by little.
In the end, as the light reappeared on Siqi's body, he realized that the entire barn had completely disappeared.
There was only one painting that looked very unusual, and it fell alone around them.
Picking up the painting casually, Yu Siqi was able to read a lot of useful information from the front and back of the painting without much effort.
For example, this painting prominently depicts the abandoned barn where they stayed before, and on the back of the painting, there are also words that are enough to reveal a lot of information.
"The barn in the plague is a picture I conceived from the word 'plague' in human history. In order to deepen this image, I made my mind come true. —Illustrated by, Fernando. ”
Yu Siqi subconsciously read it out, and after reading it. Only then did he realize that the place he had stayed in before was actually a scene from Fair's painting.
"Weird, right? Phil is a genius who is very good at bringing the world to life. You must have smelled a lot of rancid stench in that barn just now, right?
In fact, that's the brilliance of Fell's writing.
Where could such a strong smell emanate from a barn where there were no corpses at all? I'm afraid, this is where people think about it and fear it.
I wonder if you'd like to follow in my footsteps and find out why Fell insisted on letting me here. To be honest, I still care. ”
Wan Jiatang tapped the ground a few times with the tip of his umbrella, looked at the priest intently, and said.
It turned out to be Fell's guy, and that made sense. When Yu Siqi heard this, he could be regarded as understanding why Wan Jiatang appeared in Fair's paintings, and why he deliberately showed them the purpose of this scene.
"Don't you delay your business?"
Father Ann asked suddenly.
"Can you guarantee that this isn't 'business'?"
Wan Jiatang asked rhetorically.
"Maybe you're right. From what I know about Fell, many of the things he does are very incomprehensible. So, at least you can't rule out which of his tendons is on the wrong string this time, right? ”
Father Ann probably felt that there was no need to delay such a trivial matter, so he would say something a little biased. Of course, as far as Yu Siqi himself is concerned, he must have raised his hands in favor of Father An's statement. After all, judging by Fair's current performances, he's the kind of type you're hard to understand.
"If that's how the priest understands him, then I can only say that you obviously still 'don't know anything' about him. But it's not your fault, Fell's brain circuitry has always been a little different from others.
Obviously, there is a more convenient and reliable way, and he can always play something different. ”
Wan Jiatang tapped the tip of the umbrella near her a few more times, and when she poked the tip of the umbrella into the dirt for the last time, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"There's something down there."
Father An, who had excellent eyes, immediately sensed Wan Jiatang's intentions, and he dug straight down there regardless of his unarmed situation.
To be honest, Yu Siqi actually disagrees with the practice of plowing the ground with his bare hands. But they really didn't have any tools that could be used to dig, except for the umbrella in Wan Jiatang's hand.
But obviously, she is not like the kind of person who will easily lend her own things to others.
When Father Ann was about 30 to 40 centimeters lower, his digging was suddenly interrupted. Somewhat as if he had dug something, he carefully cleaned up the mound around him and looked down.
Although it is still impossible to see what is underneath, the rancid smell that appears again makes Yu Siqi feel like a world away. In order to make sure that this unpleasant smell did not come from any painting, Yu Siqi also deliberately walked to the painting and sniffed it carefully.
As a result, he found that he could smell nothing but the slightest smell of earth on the paintings.
"There must be a lot of corpses buried down here."
Father Ann stood up as he gracefully cleaned the dirt hidden between his fingernails.
"There is no doubt about it."
Wan Jiatang poked the umbrella down hard, and a hole visible to the naked eye appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
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