Chapter Forty-Eight: Breaking the Situation and Resolving the Crisis

"Huh?" The moment Chen Qing left his handwriting on the paper, his eyes were firmly fixed on the window, but unlike what he expected, the world outside the house was still windy and sandy.

He leaned against the window, his expression palpably surprised.

"Huh? There's no reason for that. can meet both conditions...... It's probably the rule. Chen Qing frowned, puzzled in his heart.

But Jiang Wan was behind him, but her eyes were a little disgusted.

"Big guy! There are really a few donuts running on the ground! That's another horror story, okay?! The five nights of teddy bears are not as scary as yours! ”

She gritted her teeth and her eyebrows were a little sour, but unlike Jiang Wan's judgment, Chen Qing still thought that her inference was correct.

He turned around, took the quilt from the bed, covered his head, and began to rush out of the house.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan couldn't help but be a little surprised: "What are you going to do?" ”

He shook his head and looked at the yellow sand: "Either in the shrine or at the gate." ”

He was sure of the words, "Something has to change." Come with me. ”

She shook her head a little helplessly when she listened to Chen Qing's words, but he was so sure, what if he followed him once?

The two of them stretched out the sheets, and the ticking of the yellow sand kept ringing in their ears.

They walked to the shrine, which seemed to have more tentacles.

"The shrine has not changed ......"

His face remained unchanged: "That's the ...... of the gate"

He whispered, and as the futon in his hand became heavier and heavier, he walked resolutely in the direction of the door.

After a brief pause, the figures of the two men returned to the door, which was still closed, the latch of the door holding the door.

He skimmed off the futon on his head, and his face became even stranger.

Chen Qing stepped forward, but at this moment, he heard a voice from outside the door.

The voices were faint, but absolutely clear.

Every word in their mouth is enough to be discerned, to be able to discern what is in the words.

Chen Qing listened attentively and heard a few words coming from outside the house.

"Go to war...... Failed ......"

His eyes were glued to the crack of the door of the tulou, but he saw that a woman outside the door had hurried towards the door, she stretched out her hand, and her fingertips were inserted into the crack in the door and forced, at this moment, her thumb was only two or three millimeters away from Chen Qing's eyes.

Chen Qingmeng's neck instinctively stepped back, but after more than two seconds passed, he didn't see that the door had the intention of opening.

Chen Qing frowned slightly, and was very dissatisfied with his reaction. And Jiang Wan, who was beside her, saw his reaction, and was more curious.

"What's wrong?" She leaned over to the door and listened to herself.

But by the time she came forward, the sound outside the door had already been quiet, and she didn't hear anything.

"Somebody just wanted to open the door." Listening to Jiang Wan's doubts, Chen Qing naturally answered for her, seeing the puzzled look on Jiang Wan's face, he immediately pasted it in front of the door of the tulou again, he looked into the crack of the door again, but what he saw at this moment was a hideous, blood-filled human eye, which was crawling with veins and pulses thicker than hair, and every agitation was clearly visible.

Those bloodlines were like earthworms looking for their next path in their eyeballs, and he stared closely at the door, and Chen Qing's eyes also met him.

Then he heard the voice of the man outside the door.

"I know...... You can see me......"

But before he finished his words, Chen Qing sped up the words in his mouth and scolded in a sharp tone: "You fucking slut!" The maggot in the ancestral tomb gave birth to you! Your mother is buried, and you're not there! Why are you still here? Your father and mother are out of the funeral! ”

Jiang Wan's face was shocked, and she looked up at him with round eyes.

She opened her mouth slightly, but she didn't spit out words for a long time.

Apparently, she also saw the man outside the door.

But even so, the man outside the door said to himself as if he hadn't heard it at all, "Your Foundation ...... Corruption has been going on for too long. You have no idea what's going on in the world...... I should have burned down your building...... How did you survive to this day......"

He smiled wickedly, the skin on his face was unusually loose, and his neck was covered with steel needles, which seemed to be the reason for the black spots on his skin.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, grinning at his flabby mouth.

Then, he stood up with the corners of his mouth in this way, lowered his mouth little by little, and pushed the door in.

And this time, Chen Qing looked at the fingers he pushed over, but his face was much calmer.

After making sure that he had pushed the door in like the previous woman, Chen Qing's brows began to furrow even more.

He closed his eyes and began to remember what he had seen.

Too many forces have joined here...... There are too many people here, and there are too many intangible cultural heritage......

Their strength is not equal to their own...... They seem to be even crazier.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to get out of here for a while." He raised his head and looked at Jiang Wan.

"Because of those people?"

Chen Qing was silent for a moment.

"We might be able to get out of here first! We can find support! ”

"Spend thousands of lives, tens of thousands of bullets, or two little fat men to kill the backbone of these 'organizations'?"

He raised his head and asked again, "Do you believe it, before you even found the resources, they were ready to go out and you with the harvest here." You don't even know who's spy on whom. You ......"

Chen Qing shook his head, and then continued: "We have to find a way...... Think of a ...... A plan that can wander among all organizations and lure them into turning against each other......

What advantages do we have......"

He closed his eyes and began to count, "They don't know the rules of this Backroom yet...... Before the rule is resolved...... We are safe.

They conservatively estimate that there are people from the Foundation and the Church of Divine Grace in ...... The people of the Daoting and the club should also be ...... But they don't seem to be deeply contradictory.

Those people are not useful...... Who was that guy just now? He was not in the right state, combined with the previous woman's hasty entry into the tulou, they should have all used non-genetic objects with not weak side effects.

F-rated? E or D grade? Three or five seconds......

So he followed the woman to the door. It was he who won ......"

Chen Qing counted the stone bricks under his feet, and continued to think about it in his mind.

"Perhaps...... We have to make some sacrifices. ”

He muttered softly, and this time he opened his eyes and looked straight into Jiang Wan's eyes.

"This time, if we're unlucky, we're going to die. And it's the kind that has no place to die. He chuckled softly, and after nodding slightly, he pulled out the document in his pocket.

"All the dead will return to the place of birth after death."

His documents showed ink marks, and Chen Qing's heart was indescribably nervous.

He has yet to test whether his speculations are true. But he had to move on with his guesswork.

He took Jiang Wan's hand, and after the two picked up the futon on the ground, they returned to the room again.

In him, for the first time, the long-silent non-cultural objects emitted light in the Backrooms.

He did it, he had to do it, something in the Backrooms that could be called taboo.

But he had to.

He tied Jiang Wan's body firmly to the bed, and the thick hemp rope at the mouth of the bowl tied her hands and feet tightly.

He took out the wooden cone he was carrying, and his vision changed slightly.

……

It wasn't until three hours later that Jiang Wan and Chen Qing left the dusty tulou, just as he had guessed at the beginning, when Chen Qing wrote the line, the two were already able to leave.

They pushed open the door, and the outside world was full of birds and flowers, with fish in the river and trees by the river. The old man took the child to fish in the river, even if he had been fishing for a long time, even if he did not have a single fish in the bucket.

And now, the world they see is covered with dust and decay.

The meadows were yellow, the huge willows were only half of their trunks, and the water in the river had withered, but the riverbed was still wet, like a quagmire.

In the few waterholes in those rivers, there are still fish fry alive, but there are definitely not many.

Chen Qing looked around for the figure of the old man, he searched for a moment, but found a middle-aged man hanged in front of a dry grave.

The middle-aged man had a yellow face and thin muscles, and only a few drops of liquid were dripping from time to time in his pants, and the fishy smell covered the corpse odor and became the main source of smell.

He was hanged, but his fingers were clean, he was starving, and his belly was stuffed.

Chen Qing frowned, slowed down his pace and walked towards him.

At the edge of the man, there was a range of about two to three meters that was completely free of dust.

This range is almost a perfect circle, a degree far from being humanly possible.

It seems that someone has used intangible cultural heritage to protect this place.

He frowned, and after making sure he wouldn't be affected when he stepped inside, he gently shook the man's trouser leg.

The liquid was tied to the inside of the pants, and as soon as it shook, there was the sound of water.

"It seems...... My guess was right. ”

The tension on Chen Qing's face eased a lot, and he looked up at the tulou, which was no longer a pure loess color, but a little dull and a little hideous red among the yellows.

He looked at Jiang Wan, and after the other party communicated with each other, the figures of the two walked towards the door.

They walked to the door, and before they could push it open, there was a huge sound from inside the door.

Thundered.

Thundered.

The two glanced at each other, leaned sideways on both sides of the door of the tulou, and only slightly exerted force on their arms, and with the opening of the door of the tulou, a puff of smoke and dust had come out of it.

The dust was unusually large, and there seemed to be something mixed in with that dust.

Before Chen Qing could look, a pure white thing had already attacked him.