PFC Chapter 71 I Live in a Pigsty?
Chapter 71 I Live in a Pigsty?
Sun Zhao was stunned.
He watched Gu Jia leap up the tree like a monkey, then glanced at the golden statue of the Compassionate Mother Goddess in the main hall, and finally gritted his teeth and followed.
Just as the two hid behind the Golden Relic of the Compassionate Mother, they saw someone carrying a lantern enter the main hall.
It was Yan Yu.
He looked at the prayer mat on the ground, then at the offering table and the golden statue of the Compassionate Mother Goddess... Due to the distance and angle, Sun Zhao could not actually see Yan Yu's expression clearly, but could only sense that he was looking around.
"strangeness."
Yan Yu muttered to himself, as if he was deliberately saying it to them.
"I clearly heard a mouse come in, where did it go?"
He walked slowly to the offering table, looking at the solemn golden statue of the Compassionate Mother Goddess in the main hall. "Could it be hidden?"
Sun Zhao felt her heart pounding.
Although he was the protagonist of this horror movie, the ending of the script he received was as if the screenwriter had eaten something poisonous. He could tell that Yan Yu was not human and roughly knew the secret of Wusheng Village, but the ending only went as far as he fell into a coma and then abruptly ended—that was when his scenes were completely finished.
Nobody knows what the movie's ending is.
No, someone knows.
Sun Zhao glanced at Gu Jia beside him. This guy spent 20 points, so he must know the truth about this dungeon.
There must be a reason why he hid behind the Goddess of Compassion.
As if he knew they were there, Yan Yu first checked the burning incense and candles, then squatted down to add some lamp oil, and then stood there muttering something under his breath.
Sun Zhao dared not speak.
Only after the man had finished doing everything did Yan Yu pick up his lantern and leave the Cimu Hall.
Seeing this, Sun Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to pat Gu Jia and say that they could leave when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He looked up—
Then, the compassionate mother goddess, whose face was previously impossible to see, lowered her head.
The three heads looked at him with smiles, as if they were extremely pleased that a fool had delivered himself to their doorstep.
Even the boxes with talismans pasted on them trembled violently at this moment, as if something was trying to break free from its restraints!
Sun Zhao cursed inwardly, not caring about Gu Jia, and directly blocked the heads that were reaching out. Seeing that all the heads of the golden statues had been turned upside down, and even the arms were moving, Sun Zhao couldn't care less. He could only throw out props to block the attack and then run out of the Cimu Hall.
As for Gu Jia, he probably has more money than he can spend.
He threw out paper dolls one by one.
They walked out of the main hall at a leisurely pace.
The osmanthus tree in the yard has disappeared.
The side room was quiet again. Gu Jia finally said to Sun Zhao, "Let's go back first."
"Yan Xun is not in danger now."
……
Yan Xun knew he was dreaming again.
His back wound hurt a lot, and he was in a dilapidated courtyard.
There wasn't much food, the surroundings were messy, and people occasionally passed by, whispering among themselves.
There were several pigs around him.
Are you cold?
Are you hungry?
Does it hurt?
It was as if a voice from afar appeared in his mind.
Yan Xun huddled in the corner. The house was made of small stones, and the door, made of a few planks, was only about half a person's height.
The room was empty above and had a foul, musty smell all around. On the other side of the room was a stone trough. After thinking for a while, Yan Xun finally realized where he was.
He was in the pigsty.
He sat there without moving, glancing down at his hands.
He didn't look very old; the pigs were all much bigger than him.
He wanted to ask the system, but found that he couldn't contact it in this dream.
Then came the familiar scent of osmanthus, and the scene before him changed once more.
He seemed to be hospitalized, because he could only see the roof and the surrounding facilities. He guessed that he must be seriously injured and completely unable to move.
Someone appeared beside him, but he couldn't turn his head; he could only hear the person asking.
"You said you discovered strange beliefs in Wusheng Village."
"And then the people around you started dying one after another?"
"So you finally discovered that all this commotion was related to the Cimu Hall in the village?"
Yan Xun heard himself speak, "Yes."
The man seemed to be taking notes. "Do you remember Yan Yu?"
“I remember,” Yan Xun said, “the priest in the Cimu Hall.”
"Sun Yue?"
"College student."
The man named several more people in succession, until he asked, "Sun Zhao, is that your name?"
"Yes."
"Okay." The other end nodded.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Yan Xun wasn't sure if he had seen Sun Zhao's memories or something else. He wanted to try to find out, but found himself unable to speak.
He woke up with a start when he tried to struggle.
Yan Xun looked at his hands, puzzled, and then at the familiar room.
Yan Yu, who had been carrying him on his back, immediately turned around upon hearing the noise. "You're awake?"
"..." Yan Xun didn't speak. He glanced out the window; it was already dawn.
He then touched his nose and ears.
"Speak to me and let me hear it."
Yan Yu was a little confused, but still said, "I found you unconscious outside yesterday. Check if your head is spinning; I was worried you might have bumped your head..."
Yan Xun was neither dizzy nor did his ears hurt. He could hear and see Yan Yu's words clearly.
It seems that all the strange things that happened last night have disappeared.
"...Where did you see me lying yesterday?"
Yan Yu walked over, opened the door to the side room, and pointed to a spot less than 5 meters away from the room, "It's right there."
"I noticed you hadn't come back, so I was about to go out and check on you."
"I never expected you to faint in the Cimu Hall."
He felt somewhat guilty, "It's also my fault, I shouldn't have let you stay here overnight."
Yan Xun didn't speak. He looked Yan Yu up and down, feeling that the man was acting.
After talking for a while, Yan Yu finally brought up the topic they had discussed last night, "Now that you have seen the appearance of the Compassionate Mother, you can't stay here anymore."
He then mentioned the family that had recently moved, saying that Yan Xun could stay there temporarily.
“I can go back to the Yan family,” Yan Xun said, though of course he wouldn’t.
According to the movie plot, he had become a missing person during this period.
If Yan Xun in the movie is still alive, he guesses that Yan Yu has probably found some excuse to keep him hiding in that uninhabited place.
Sure enough, Yan Yu immediately shook his head when he heard him say that he wanted to return to live with the Yan family.
"There are too many people there, it's not safe."
“Once the image of the Compassionate Mother appears in your mind, She will be watching over you.”
“You can only stay where no one is around,” Yan Yu said. “Forget about the existence of the Compassionate Mother Goddess and the Compassionate Mother Hall.”