Chapter 396 Honorable Name
"Nothing unusual?"
'Is there something wrong with my 'psychic communication'?'
'Is the illusion I saw wrong?'
Fang Xian was a little shaken for a moment, but soon he became firm: "I can't doubt myself. According to the investigator's report, this is the beginning of many collapses..."
He stared at Luo Fu: "I think... there is still a problem here."
"Very good." Love smiled, took out a shovel from his backpack, and put a random wooden stick on it to make a digging tool.
"Luo Fu, have you been prepared?" Fang Xian's eyes lit up.
"Trust your intuition. Oftentimes, anomalies are often hidden in the most ordinary things, creating an illusion of normality. Many investigators collapse and go crazy because of this..." Love said, "So... I will support you."
"Thanks!"
Fang Xian took the shovel and shoveled the soil with all his might.
The fertile black soil was very soft and a large piece was easily dug out.
"It seems that there is nothing unusual."
Fang Xian quickly dug a one-meter-deep pit and wiped the sweat off his face.
"I'll do it!"
Love took the shovel and continued digging.
When the pit was about two meters deep, he dug a shovel into the pit and suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
When Fang Xian stretched his head to take a look, he saw a group of black worms and pigs on the shovel that Luo Fu had dug out. They were wriggling constantly, which made him feel a little dizzy.
"Abnormality found!"
Instead, Love became excited. He put another pill in his mouth and dug hard. He dug out another white skull with worms crawling in the empty eye sockets.
"Um?"
Fang Xian pressed his head and felt the mental shock suddenly become stronger.
If it were an ordinary person, even a strong man, he would probably not be able to continue.
However, they were all investigators and had taken drugs, so they were not afraid. Two of them took turns working and cleared out a large pit about three meters deep.
At the bottom of the pit, there were nine rotten corpses.
'It seems like a ritual?'
Fang Xian shoveled down and hit a hard object, which he brought out.
It was an iron box, its surface covered with dirt and rust. It didn't seem to be sealed tightly, or perhaps it had been eroded too much by time.
Anyway, its lid opened during the tumbling, causing some documents to spill out.
They were some yellowed book pages, bound with needle and thread on the spine, but most of them had fallen apart.
Fang Xian could vaguely see the pictures of insects and pigs on the pages, as well as a few large characters written in an unknown language on the black cover.
" It should be the Secret Gu Sutra?"
As he was guessing this, the dark characters on the things he saw before him seemed to turn into black worms crawling around.
The 'Ode to the Worm' seemed to automatically echo in Fang Xian's ears.
'One worm dies, and a thousand worms are born again!'
Amidst the mumbling sounds that sounded like roars and shouts, some inexplicable knowledge suddenly emerged in his mind.
That is the meaning and pronunciation of the different fonts in this book.
He actually learned a language from the east where the sun rises through 'spiritual communication' without even realizing it!
"No, that's not right..."
Fang Xian pressed his temple, glanced at the attribute bar, and was stunned again.
He discovered that his inspiration data had suddenly increased a little just now, reaching 200!
Inspirations above 200 are beyond the scope of senior investigators and are close to the abyss level!
Being in the abyss, all you see is horror!
'It turns out that being constantly stimulated by abnormal objects will increase the inspiration value, and the higher the inspiration, the more likely it is to communicate with horrible things. This is a vicious cycle. Ordinary people will go crazy sooner or later!'
An epiphany emerged in Fang Xian's mind.
He squatted down and picked up the scattered pages and iron box.
Boom!
The moment he touched the iron box, his mind was shaken and all kinds of scenes came to his mind.
It was still in this cave, but it was in history, decades or even hundreds of years ago.
A group of pagans, whose skin color and pupils were very different from those of the locals, gathered here and began to offer sacrifices to an unknown existence.
"Our plan has failed, and we will surely meet our own end!"
"We do not fear death...for when one worm dies, a thousand worms are born again!"
"Everything we have belongs to you!"
"Ancient and strange offspring, evil fungus... Black Tai Sui!"
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This time, since Fang Xian had already understood the language of the Land of the Rising Sun, he could hear the honorable name very clearly.
"Black Tai Sui ? What a name that is very much in the style of the Land of the Rising Sun... Tai Sui, also known as 'Rou Zhi', is a strange life form composed of bacteria, slime molds, and fungi... A gathering of thousands of lives? It really is..."
Fang Xian continued to read on. He saw that the pagans had dug a deep pit and buried the "Secret Gu Sutra". Then one by one they chose to end their own lives and sleep there forever.
"The pagans' plan outside failed, so they chose to lie dormant?"
"Their death was not an escape, but an annihilation of all evidence. It was also a ritual... Through the sacrifice of life, they transformed this area? To make more 'worms', or believers, appear?"
"All residents of this town are 'infected'?"
"No, we were also infected after entering this area, but the degree was different. This is a very long process, and there is almost no abnormality on the surface...Dripping water wears away the stone? There is a similar proverb in the east where the sun rises...No wonder I felt very uncomfortable as soon as I entered the town. Unfortunately, I was still infected..."
Fang Xian shook his head secretly.
At this time, Luo Fu had already taken the iron box from him naturally: "It seems that these pagans are dead? Buried the secret?"
No matter what the pagans do, it is not surprising, and normal people cannot understand the thoughts of madmen. Love was not very surprised by this ceremony.
During his long career as an investigator, he had seen many rituals that were bloodier and more evil than this one.
"So... the recovery mission is complete, and all the pagans are confirmed dead. Has our investigation been successfully completed ?" Love smiled gently: "I'll go back and write a report. Our mission this time was relatively easy..."
"Luo Fu, I think something is still not normal. The residents of this town may need to be checked..." Fang Xian frowned and made a suggestion.
"I think Brock and the others are normal and rational. They don't have any pagan sacrifices or other behaviors..." Love asked puzzledly, "Anything else is abnormal?"
"I think this ritual of sacrificing life may have received a response!" Fang Xian said seriously: "Those pagans really summoned something..."
"I don't think so. The town has always been very peaceful, and there are no traces of alien life in this cave..." Love shook his head, disagreeing with Fang Xian's conclusion.
