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Chapter 150 Unfriendly locals

"What a nice city. Boss, this is an egg waffle, right?"

Walking on the street paved with bluestone slabs, in front of Zhu Jue is a stone arch bridge over the river in the city, and there are some soil and weeds growing between the stone crevices. This scene is impossible to see in Yecheng, even if In various old towns, this kind of stone arch bridge has long been demolished.

At the head of the bridge here are several stalls that I have seen in the old city in the east of Yecheng. One of the stalls is smelling milk wafting here. Just ran up.

"Would you like some? I have the original flavor here, as well as the ice cream flavor, and"

"Give me two of everything!"

Finally, when he returned to Wu Jing with a handbag full of egg waffles of various flavors, the latter stared dumbfounded at Zhu Jue who was using a bamboo skewer to stuff a whole piece of egg waffles into his mouth. He kept circling around him, bouncing around the wind chime that he wanted to pounce on to share a bite.

"Shall we go first to your brother's residence or to the museum where he works?"

Walking up the arch bridge, looking at the clear river at the bottom of the bridge, he stretched out his hand to grab the nape of the wind chime and pulled it towards him, and gave it half of the egg waffle along the way.

What Zhu Jue really wants to find is the trace of the monster, so now he actually wants to go to the statue hall where the audio was recorded, but they brought him here to find out the cause of his brother's death, so it's hard to ignore this matter After thinking about it, let him make a decision.

"Let's go to the statue hall first, it's closer to here, but I can't guarantee whether they will let us in"

Standing on the stone steps, Wu Jing turned around and said.

"Because Wu Rui's death was involved in the statue hall?"

Zhu Jue remembered that Wu Rui seemed to have mentioned in the video that the former worker in his position died, but the news was blocked. He thought he was experiencing the same situation now.

"That's right, my brother died at home 3 days ago. It has nothing to do with the statue hall, but because the spring festival will be half a month away, and the statue halls in the religious area will start to close to make people who will be used in the spring festival. Even though the puppets of idols and gods are only painted with oil paint on the outside of the puppet, because the size of the puppet is really very large, there are also some magic soldiers and generals who are also working on the statue hall, which can be regarded as a big project, so recently the statue Outsiders may be prohibited from entering and leaving the museum."

"Spring Festival? Is that the annual celebration parade in Rongxia City?"

Before coming here, Li Qinglian searched for a lot of information about Rongxia City, and Spring Festival is undoubtedly the most frequent word among them.

The Spring Festival in Rongxia City probably has the same meaning as the Spring Festival in Zhu Jue's previous life, and its importance is greater than that of any festival in the whole year. On the day of the Spring Festival, there will be a large-scale parade with the entire Rongxia City as the activity area. , there are not only dragon and lion dances, but also some grand ceremonies and parades in other cultures, and statues of gods are one of them.

"you can say it this way."

The main event of the Spring Festival is indeed a parade, and most of the tourists who come from other places also come here for this day.

"Go and have a look first, if you can't get in, let's talk about it."

Since the statue hall is relatively close, it doesn't take much time to take a look in the past.

Walking in after crossing the stone arch bridge, the nearby buildings are no longer the previous [-]-meter mansions, but more like courtyard houses, and the streets have also become alleys, with mottled spots on both sides. High walls, and there are many folk alleys interspersed in it.

The laneway was not as warm and lively as Zhu Jue imagined, but a dark and humid scene. A large number of paper advertisements were posted in it, some of which were scratched off, leaving some corners, covered with a dark There is a substance similar to moss, and some are just pasted advertisements. Occasionally, a few middle-aged people with haggard faces and older people who are still active are standing in front of these advertisements to view them.

Seeing Zhu Jue and Wu Jing showing up, she just looked at them in silence, with numbness and confusion in her eyes.

The noon sun shrouded the tall buildings, but did not shine on these winding alleys. Occasionally, a ray of sunlight fell, but did not illuminate the surroundings, but was faintly dyed yellow by the dark and humid environment.

"Is the religious area in Rongxia City a bit like a slum?"

Zhu Jue couldn't help but think of the house that Wu Rui lived in when he saw it in the video. At that time, he was still thinking that Rongxia City still had such a place. Now it seems that there are quite a few of them.
"There are some meanings in this regard, because Rongxia New City and Rongxia Tourist Area have been gradually developed, and housing prices and consumption levels are increasing. Because there are many religious shops in the religious area here, they occupy The land can't be developed at will, and there are many places that do charity, and you can eat a big pot of rice with a little money, and over time, many poor people in Rongxia City have gathered here."

Wu Jing was explaining, but he didn't stop walking, and walked out through a narrow alley. At several corners in front of him, there were incense sticks inserted between the cracks in the ground and small bowls filled with rice.

"These rice and incense sticks are for the wandering souls who have been exposed here. Look over there, there is a small Buddha statue, which is specially used to look after such things."

Pointing to the Buddha statue at the corner in front, at the same time stepping back slightly to give up the position in front, he made a very natural gesture of invitation, asking Zhu Jue to take a look.

Zhu Jueben was walking there, and at this moment, he followed the trend and took two quick steps.

"This is probably a character similar to the Land Lord?"

Squatting in front of the small Buddha statue, Zhu Jue rested his chin on his hand. The few incense sticks in front of him should have been inserted not long ago, but the half-burned incense sticks were emitting wisps of smoke.

I inhaled some unconsciously, only to feel a strong smoke, sniffed and then retreated.

"Lord of the land, what is that?"

Wu Jing, who was standing behind Zhu Jue, responded to Zhu Jue, with his hands behind his back, his fingers wiped his belt, and turned to look behind a high wall next to him.

At this time, the afternoon sun "coincidentally" fell from a partition that was suddenly opened between the two tall buildings on the left, and fell on the area around the Buddha statue, enveloping Zhu Jue in it.

clang~ clang~ clang~
Immediately afterwards, there were three heavy bells ringing nearby, the sound from far to near, Zhu Jue was startled suddenly, his brain suddenly became a little dizzy, and the scene in front of him was suddenly blurred.

The scenery in the field of vision gradually turns into various colors and smears around the surroundings under the reflection of the sun. The color tone deepens with the passage of time, and the sutra of the past life that I heard in the taxi before sounds inexplicably in my ears.

"Success!"

Wu Jing clenched his hands behind his back, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, it didn't take long for a smile to freeze on his face.

Zhu Jue, who was supposed to be in a coma, was building a pergola with his hands to see where the sun was coming from, but there was some doubt on his face, and he didn't intend to faint at all.

After a while, he lowered his head again, as if he was thinking about something. The egg waffle in his hand didn't stop stuffing into his mouth, and he was still chewing slowly.

"How could there be a sudden insanity? Could it be an environmental problem here? It shouldn't be, I didn't sense any source of mental pollution nearby."

Zhu Jue thought it was some reason that caused his mental problems again, so he adjusted his state as much as possible, and he returned to normal after a while, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Wu Jing who was next to him with a puzzled face, and explained aloud,
"It's an old problem, sometimes I will be in a daze, don't mind."

"Ah? It's okay, let's go to the statue hall."

Wu Jing continued to walk in front of Zhu Jue, his face with his back turned was full of tangled expressions.

The two well-designed traps did not come into use at all, which caught him off guard. The problems of the people in this weird studio are too strange!
It's just that it's already reached this point, and he can't end it hastily. Since this kind of thing can't be solved, then use some more practical methods.
"Sorry, gentlemen, the statue hall is currently closed to the public."

When they arrived at the gate of the statue hall, the two of them were stopped by the people who had just come out. Zhu Jue looked past him and looked at the white field where the gate of the statue hall entered. There were many statues of puppets on it, including water tanks Big and small, with a face like a vajra glaring, with fangs in its mouth, the head is made of unknown material, and it is about the same height as a human. A doll with a crown of flash lights.
All in all, they all look brightly colored, and they look like they have just been painted and left to dry in the sun.

"I'll just go in and take a look, okay?"

Zhu Jue wanted to take a look at the place where Wu Rui recorded before.

"No, now is the time for these statues to dry. There must be no scratches, otherwise the whole thing will have to start over."

At this time, there were two people in cotton jackets leaning over, they should be the people on duty here.

"Okay then, Mr. Zhu, let's go first. Excuse me."

Originally, Zhu Jue wanted to pay some money to get in, but Wu Jing wanted to take him away as soon as he opened his mouth. After thinking about it, that's all. At worst, he will come and see it at night.

If you are not allowed to enter here, then you can only go to Wu Rui's residence to have a look.

"This is his residence?"

Zhu Jue pushed open the somewhat yellowed wooden door and went in. As Li Qinglian guessed before, he lived on the first floor.

The crude decoration that appeared in the video. Bloodstains?
Zhu Jue's gaze was attracted by a pool of dark red blood on the ground in the center of the room.

Wu Jing narrowed his eyes at this moment, reached out to grab a forearm-thick wooden stick with unknown purpose beside the door, walked behind Zhu Jue in a few steps, and smashed it straight at the back of his head!
Bang!
It wasn't the sound of the wooden stick touching the back of the head, but the muffled sound of flesh and blood when Zhu Jue slapped the wooden stick away and then punched Wu Jing's abdomen.

"Sneak attack on me? Didn't I tell you, I'm the only one shooting in Weird Studio, so my camera is 360 degrees!"

Patting Wu Jing's left cheek with his empty hand, Zhu Jue said immediately,

"It turns out that you are making trouble, making trouble. Are you ready to 'talk' with me?"

Hey~
The wind chimes "roared" at Zhu Jue's feet.

close the door.

Let the dogs go!

(End of this chapter)