Haunted Places Live

Chu Yang hadn't slept much for two days.

Ever since he read the pornographic manuscript, he didn't feel that his sanity had been greatly affected at first, until late at night he was lying alone on the empty bed that was exactly the same as another room where Chu Yang was imprisoned for six years, listening to the sound coming from the wall. The rattling of rats ceased, his eyes widened, and a myriad of chaotic noises screamed in his head, like rubbing plastic foam, nails on a chalkboard, dry metal, or even The sound of those sticky things rubbing against each other and all kinds of sharp noises that human beings would feel that their scalps are numb and their hands and feet are sore and unbearable all come together to form a kind of nightmarish symphony.

It was a kind of tinnitus that no human being could bear, and the rattling of rats in the walls intensified its effect on him.Chu Yang tried to block his ears, but the voice came from within his head, and there was no way to block it.He was so uncomfortable that he began to tear the bed sheet under him, and used his nails to dig the dust on the wall, and finally the nails cracked, but the severe pain could not relieve the noise.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't.He can't even make too much movement, in case those human-faced mice notice the abnormality.

This is what the old man said about stamina...even the crystal of the old man couldn't spare him from all the side effects.He felt that the ancient crystal in his chest pocket was getting colder and colder, as if it was releasing residual energy.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up resisting, and could only try to listen to the music composed of unbearable noises.As a result, gradually, he seemed to really get used to it, and the physical pain brought about by that voice seemed to ease a little bit.

Sleeping, however, was out of the question.

By the second night, he even began to pick out some kind of... melody in the noise.

It even seems to be a beautiful melody.

He became fascinated by the melody and listened more and more carefully.He even slowed down his breathing so that he could hear clearly, sounding like he was falling asleep.

Those human-faced mice thought he was fast asleep, so they all came out of their holes with rustling noises.Ugly, warty faces with stacked folds and menacing expressions, small black bean-like eyes gleaming with evil.They began to search Chu Yang's coat, then began to clean up daily, ate the leftovers on the table, and then began to discuss in their own language what they were plotting.

A human-faced mouse crawled onto the bed, and sniffed that greasy face close to Chu Yang's cheek.Suddenly, a hand suddenly raised and grabbed its tail, lifting the human-faced mouse that was screaming ugly.

The group of human-faced mice on the ground saw in shock and panic that Chu Yang, who was supposed to be asleep, sat up from the bed like a black shadow.

"Don't go." Chu Yang looked at them with a blank expression, "I have a new song, do you want to be my first listeners?"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, as if they couldn't figure out what medicine Chu Yang, who never wanted to see them, bought in the gourd today.

But everyone knows that Chu Yang's music cannot be listened to casually...

So the rats only froze for a moment, then scattered and fled again.Even the one in his hand wailed, "Priest Chu, spare me! Spare me!"

Chu Yang didn't seem to understand their reaction, and frowned, "It's a very nice song."

"Help!!! I don't want to die!!! Priest Chu, I will never dare again!!! The prophet told me to smell your body to see if the wound has deteriorated!"

Chu Yang let go of his hand suddenly, and the mouse fell to the ground, crawling and rushing towards its cave.Chu Yang dragged his broken leg and limped towards the gate, all the way to the desolate wilderness outside the gate.The city of the Devourer built by the Shoggoths in the distance was still faintly flickering with lights, while the prophet's palace on the top of the mountain was dark and dead.

In the cold wind, he suddenly thought of Lynch.

Every time in the past, whenever his sanity was on the verge of collapse, Lynch's warm body temperature and soft singing were his salvation.

At this moment, he suddenly missed Lynch very much.He really wanted to see him, really wanted to return to his side, never to be separated again.

Even at any cost.

Chu Yang hissed loudly in the wilderness, as if trying to drive away the lingering noise in his mind.

In the early morning of the next day, when Pu Yujun was ordered to inform Chu Yang to meet the Prophet, he found that Chu Yang was wearing a mask, sitting alone in the room, holding a cello in his arms, but he didn't hold a bow in his hand, and just lightly tapped it with his fingers. Plucking, making fragmentary noises.

"You woke up so early?" Pu Yujun asked unexpectedly.

Chu Yang stopped and turned his head slowly.The mask covered his red bloodshot eyes and dazed expression.

Since Chu Yang usually doesn't talk much and wears a mask, he looks the same as usual.Pu Yujun said, "The prophet summoned all the priests to meet."

The Devourer currently has 50 people at the low fifth level, 30 people at the middle five level, and ten people at the high five level.These ten senior five ranks are the ten generals under the Prophet.Since the prophet claimed to be under Nyarlathotep's command, according to the rules of the Chaos Temple, these ten generals were called "priests".

When Chu Yang arrived, the other nine people had already arrived.They were all like him, dressed in a neat black formal suit, with various masks on their faces.

With a cello on his back and a cane in his hand, he entered the empty hall following the sight of the priests.The Prophet sat on a stone chair a few steps up and stared at him motionless.

"Everyone is here." Priest Yan's voice came from behind a fox fairy mask, "Everyone should already know that Reality 35 has sent people to Reality 38, which is not yet collapsed, to ask for help. Our informant in reality on the 38th said that the lobbyists are very capable, and at least the members of the Presbyterian Church and the Holy Flame Department have been persuaded. Faced with this situation, what do you think?"

The priest wearing the gluttonous mask said, "If the elders of the Holy Flame Department of the Presbyterian Church on the 38th reality are dispatched in full force, and the defense is empty after the 38th reality, we can take one of them in one fell swoop. If they only send a small number of elders and mages , then it will not pose much threat to us."

"What if they still plan to go to NO.40?" Priest Yan said, "Shouldn't we send someone to assassinate those two envoys?"

Another priest wearing a snow wolf mask said, "Just killing them directly on the 38th will also serve as a deterrent. It will make them dare not stand out."

At this time, the prophet suddenly said, "Priest Chu, what do you think?"

All eyes fell on the prophet's most important priest again.

Chu Yang's voice was a little hoarse, "I don't think it's good. Murdering them in Reality 38 will only make Reality 38 understand our threat. If they don't help Reality 35, they themselves will be the next target. They may even take the initiative Help reality 35 connect with reality 40 or other realities.

"Then do it when they leave Reality 38." A priest wearing a clown mask said, "And I think it's most appropriate for Priest Chu to do this, after all, among us, only Priest Chu's reality The shuttle ability is the strongest."

Several priests around also said yes.Chu Yang vaguely understood that this was the work of Priest Yan.

It is impossible for them not to know the connection between another Chu Yang and another Baidian.When Chu Yang destroyed his original reality, only Xu Bai and a few friends of Lin Qi survived, and he sent him to other nearby realities.Every time they invade other realities, they will always show extra mercy to Xu Bai and others.

Priest Yan wanted to provoke him further.

Chu Yang was silent for a while, and he felt that the prophet was looking at him, waiting for his answer.

Finally, he said, "Okay."

The prophet raised his hand, took off the ring inlaid with a black cat's eye gemstone from his finger, and handed it to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang now knows the mystery of another Chu Yang who can travel through parallel realities without using a door.The black opal ring engraved with the Fu Xing Chaos coat of arms is a magic weapon in the hands of the Prophet. With the powerful observation power of him and the user, he can enter different realities for the first time without using a physical space interface like a door.The Prophet would give this ring to Chu Yang before each mission, and Chu Yang would return it to the Prophet after returning.

It seems that since Chu Yang joined the Devourer, the Prophet has never given the ring to other subordinates.

Chu Yang walked up the steps, knelt down on one knee with a little effort in front of the prophet, and raised his hand to take the ring.He was just about to get up, but he heard the prophet say, "You all go back to the 35th reality to guard, and prepare for the next wave of advancement. Priest Yan is on standby at any time, and you may be required to go to the 38th reality to deal with the people there. Chu Yang stays, we There is still something to say."

The prophet's gentle but unquestionable voice fell to the ground, and all the priests bowed slightly, and then filed out one after another.

Chu Yang lowered his head and heard the sound of the door being closed again.Then he felt a hand gently hold the long beak of the black death mask, and then pulled up his mask.

"Head up."

Chu Yang had no choice but to raise his head and look at the prophet who was still sitting in front of him.

The crooked eyes on the prophet's mask seemed to be looking at Chu Yang's bloodshot eyes.

"Didn't sleep well?" asked the Prophet.

Chu Yang nodded.

"Is it a nightmare again?"

"Yes."

The Prophet looked at him for a while and asked, "Is it because the Lynch in reality No. 35 is the last Lynch?"

The corners of Chu Yang's mouth were tightly pursed and he didn't speak.

"You're worried. You're afraid that if this Lynch is gone, there will be no hope." The prophet's voice was full of melancholy and pain, as if he was also in pain for Chu Yang's pain.

Chu Yang's Adam's apple slid up and down, and finally said, "Yes. That Chu Yang said that even if the Necronomicon can revive the body, it cannot revive the soul."

"That Chu Yang didn't see the whole picture of the Necronomicon." The prophet's voice was still soft, without any sign of disappointment and anger, "Maybe Lynch can't be resurrected in the way you hoped, but I promise, as long as you get Necronomicon, in the end your Lynch will return to you."

"I know Lynch will die when he meets me. But this time, I don't want to be that murderer again." Chu Yang paused, and finally said, "I want a pardon."

The prophet did not speak.

"No matter what, I don't want the last Lynch to die in the hands of the Devourer." Chu Yang's tone was close to pleading, "I'm willing to do anything for you, only this request."

The silence was like a weight of lead between them. Chu Yang couldn't read the prophet's emotions, but felt that he had nothing to hide.

Finally, the Prophet said, "Okay, I will order that no one should harm Lynch's life. Although this may not save his fate."

Chu Yang finally relaxed.He lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

He felt a hand lightly land on the top of his head, sliding slowly towards his jaw, lifting his face up.The Prophet looked down at him, and said in a soft but warning voice, "Don't disappoint my trust and favor in you."