Haunted Places Live

Chu Yang's memory recovered little by little from the second month onwards.More and more memories came back to his mind, he thought of Lynch, and the days they had spent together in the past two years.It should be a good thing that he remembered more and more, but Lynch became more and more silent, sometimes staring at the book, facing the fireplace, or looking at the moss-stained statue outside the window in a daze.

The plumbing in the manor was broken, and even the electric lights were out of order, so the two had to light candles in every room at night.Chu Yang dozed off while reading, when suddenly a thunderstorm woke him up.

It's the rainy season for a while, and similar heavy rains are coming.

The torrential rain was pounding on the windows, and the lightning and thunder sounded like a horror movie.But Lynch was still sitting on the armchair by the window, with a book that hadn't been turned for an hour on his lap, and his eyes were looking out of the window.

But at this moment, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and in that moment of brightness, Chu Yang saw a tall, thin black figure in their yard.

In an instant, the hairs on his body stood up, and he stood up suddenly, "Lynch! Did you see it?"

Lynch came back to his senses with a dazed face, "What?"

"There are people in the yard!"

Lynch hurriedly turned his head to the dark outside, squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a long time, "No?"

Chu Yang walked to Lynch's armchair uncertainly, leaned on the glass and carefully distinguished.Several stone sculptures in the yard stood quietly, maybe I was dazzled just now and mistook the stone sculptures for human figures?

Lin Qi closed the book, put his arms around Chu Yang's shoulders, and said with a smile, "What? Are you afraid of thunder?"

Chu Yang gave him a blank look.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will hold you to sleep tonight, okay~"

"Won't you someday..." Chu Yang said angrily, and raised the hand that was still wearing the bracelet, "I have now remembered our relationship, can you take this off for me?"

Lin Qi looked into Chu Yang's eyes inquiringly, nodded after a while, and put the two bracelets together, another ray of star color came out from the gloves and spun a few times on the bracelet.Chu Yang took off the bracelet, but felt that Lin Qi was a little uneasy.

"You seem to have something on your mind recently?" Chu Yang asked, "Did something happen before I lost my memory? Why didn't you let me leave this room? Also, I remember that we have a backup generator. Why is the line broken? Won't someone come and fix it?"

Lynch shrugged, "I'll find someone to come some other day."

"Also, where's my phone?"

"You lost your phone."

"...Then I'll go to town tomorrow and buy a new one. I have to report to my dad that he's safe."

Lynch began to make all kinds of nonsense reasons, trying his best to prevent Chu Yang from contacting his father.After coming and going, Chu Yang became more and more suspicious.

It took two days for all his memories to recover, and it was finally impossible for Lynch to hide it anymore.Chu Yang was eager to know his father's safety, so he had an argument with Lin Qi and drove towards the town.

Chu Yang didn't go home that night.

Lynch searched for Chu Yang in hotels, hotels, and motels in the town.He was so anxious that he ran like a headless chicken in the pattering rain and fog. The streets were full of people rushing to avoid the rain. Sometimes he caught him and asked him to describe Chu Yang's appearance incoherently. The lunatic caught it and ran away in fright.

Finally, Lin Qi found Chu Yang on the side of the road out of town.The car was lying in the ditch, and Chu Yang was sitting alone on the back seat of the car, curled up into a ball, with a cell phone beside him, which contained news about his father Chu Xian being shot to death.The message below turned out to be full of applause and applause.

Lynch, who was drenched all over, opened the door and got into the car.Chu Yang raised his red and swollen eyes and saw that Lin Qi was covered in cold as if he had been fished out of the water, so he said a little dumbly, "Why are you wet?"

Lynch wiped the water off his face, took off his shirt and wrung it, wiped off the water on his upper body, and then hugged Chu Yang.

"Sorry, I don't know what to tell you."

Chu Yang didn't cry, but his body was shaking slightly.

"He obviously didn't leave the United States to protect those zero-level observers. But they all hated him so much, as if it was all his fault." Chu Yang's tone was so calm that he was numb, "He should have left."

"..."

"Haven't we already destroyed those crystals and machines? How could they launch ahead of time?" Chu Yang said in a daze, one by one, no one Lynch could answer.

"I want to go to the United States and bring back his ashes." Finally, Chu Yang said softly.

Lynch hesitated.

In today's world, multiple observers are no longer safe.The hostility and fear of zero-level observers towards them has climbed to new heights, and several Asian countries have even required all multi-observers to register their identities with relevant departments.Lynch and Chu Yang have been hiding in this remote town in England, so they didn't attract much attention.But if Chu Yang went to take back the ashes as Chu Xian's son at this time, he would direct the flames of hatred to themselves.

But feeling the trembling body in his arms, Lynch couldn't refuse.

Chu Yang began to recall all the time that followed.

He is no stranger to the pain of losing a loved one.When he lost his grandpa, when he lost his mother, he went through all the stages of mourning and grief, but in the end the wound always healed.Probably because both grandpa and mother passed away due to illness, the long farewell gave him enough time to accept and say goodbye.

But this time, he had no chance to say goodbye at all.

To his last kin.

He didn't even know if his father had forgiven him.

Mingming thought that he had saved his father, but it turned out that everything was in vain.He kept thinking that if he had left earlier, if he had gone to search for weapons with Lynch without seeing his father, maybe he would have been able to stop the launch, and maybe his father was still alive.

If, all kinds of ifs, he could no longer fall asleep and rest.When the plane landed, his eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were thin, like a terminally ill patient.

As sad as Chu Yang was, so was Lynch.He knew the pain, the pain of not having time to say goodbye.That is a threshold that cannot be crossed in a lifetime.

Knowing that he was coming with Lynch, the elders seemed to be on guard.But since Chu Yang is Chu Xian's son, they agreed to hand over Chu Xian's ashes to him.It's just that the news seems to have leaked out of the Presbyterian Church. As soon as they got off the plane, they were surrounded by a group of crazy reporters and protesters who hated the multi-observer.

Countless flashes hit their faces one after another like machine guns, illuminating Chu Yang's pale and sickly face.The protesters held up cursing banners and pushed around the periphery, and the overwhelming malice rushed in like a tide.

Lin Qi wrapped his arms around Chu Yang tightly, and opened his mouth to sing.Gradually, the people surrounding them became quiet from inside to outside, and a kind of sluggish tranquility enveloped those reporters and protesters.Lin Qi fled in a hurry with Chu Yang, and got into the car sent by the elders.

There were two elders in the car, one was the pianist Daniel, who used to have a good relationship with Chu Xian, and was also an elder whom Chu Yang admired very much when he was young.He didn't say anything, just handed a ring engraved with a charm to Chu Yang.It was the mark of Chu Dedicated as an elder, and he had been wearing it on his hand for many years.

Probably because Lynch helped the Council of Presbyterians destroy the Institute of Truth, the Council of Presbyterians was kind to Lynch this time.Antonio even met Chu Yang in person, and solemnly handed Chu Xian's urn into Chu Yang's hands.

From the beginning to the end, Chu Yang had no expression on his face.There was a blank emptiness in his eyes.

After that, Antonio seemed to want to persuade Lynch to submit to the Presbyterian Church.Lynch just smiled politely and didn't respond.

Before leaving, Antonio showed a sympathetic look and told Chu Yang that the elders would welcome him back anytime in the future.But Chu Yang turned around at this moment, and said to those elders and all the multi-dimensional observers present, "Aren't you going to take revenge?"

Antonio said, "The Temple of Chaos and R'lyeh will definitely pay for their actions!"

"But you were the first to expose the Four Holy Sees to ordinary people, weren't you?" Chu Yang's always numb eyes shot out a cluster of coldness and hatred, "Who is the person who killed my father?"

No one told Chu Yang that name.They just warned him not to kill the zero-level observer, that would only intensify the conflict.

Lin Qi understood that Chu Yang wanted revenge.He also knew that once Chu Yang took revenge, it would be impossible to return to his original self.

But does Chu Yang care?

Just like when I saw little Albert's body, would I care if I stepped into the abyss?

It is ridiculous to warn the other party not to be obsessed with hatred at this time.Things have come to this point, and it has long been impossible to go back to the past.

So when Chu Yang began to investigate the identity of the murderer, Lynch did not stop him.Even when Chu Yang asked to mobilize his eyeliner, he provided him with all the help he could.Soon Chu Yang confirmed the identity of that person, a gang member who had been in prison.This person is very active on the Internet, claiming to be a killer on the underworld.And that time he shot Chu Xian, it was actually subsidized by someone.

It turned out that many people were afraid of the second revenge of the Kingdom of Truth, so they raised money by crowdfunding, saying that whoever can kill the elders who participated in planning the assassination of the King of the Kingdom of Truth can share the money equally.In fact, everyone donated a lot of money, but too many people donated on that website, and it turned out to be a huge sum of money in the end.

The police even knew about the site, but they reasoned that there was not enough evidence to make any arrests.

Chu Yang played the cello to the killer for an hour, but did not kill him.Only after Chu Yang left that person's home, that person became a lunatic who couldn't take care of himself and was incontinent.He continued to self-mutilate every day. Even if he was locked in a mental hospital and put on a straitjacket, he would still scream, saying that there were monsters tormenting him in the room, and kept hitting his head against the wall.

Then, Chu Yang registered the crowdfunding website.There you can see a list of donors.Most of the people chose to remain anonymous, but a considerable number of people not only left their usernames, but also wrote messages.In Chu Yang's eyes, those vicious and unsightly words were like daggers, every knife pierced Chu Xian's body, and also pierced him.

Chu Yang looked at those words, at those anonymous people, at those people who hid behind the network cables and killed people.His sadness and hatred gradually stagnated in his heart, seeping into his whole body like black venom.

All these people are murderers.

Although most people donated less than one dollar, each of them contributed to Chu Xian's death.

At that moment, hatred transformed Chu Yang.His dormant power of observation was released from the cage, spreading silently from his body.Thin vines silently crawled out from the clothes on the chest, climbed up the screen, and disappeared into the screen.Chu Yang's sense organs spread out like a spider web, spreading to the whole world along the invisible man-made network.

Anonymity is useless to him.Everyone's every action carries the imprint of their emotions. He can perceive it, just like the Tindalos hounds. As long as the prey they stare at, they can be found even if they flee to the ends of the world.

Chu Yang discovered that it was not just the Americans who donated money, but also many from other countries, from countries that had nothing to do with the country of truth and the United States.They hate people who have nothing to do with them for no reason, and think they are doing justice for the sky.

These maggots...

Chu Yang's body trembled from the suppressed emotions, but a distorted and painful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He's going to drive them all into madness, he's going to make them live more painfully than die.

Lynch was outside listening to Anya's report on the new actions of the Kingdom of Truth, when suddenly an ominous darkness rushed into his consciousness, and he felt that something happened to Chu Yang.

He rushed to the safe house where the two of them were staying.A three-story old residential house smelled a strong rotten smell in the air when Lynch was two blocks away.He saw that the trees were all withering, and the leaves were falling like rain.A few children riding bicycles nearby thought they had seen some wonders, and happily turned around under the rain of leaves.The grass, flowers and trees are also withering rapidly, and even the heat of the sun has been sucked out, becoming oppressive and dull.

He picked up his pace, and by the end he was literally running.The moment he opened the door, he found that he couldn't get in at all.

Vines, creeping vines everywhere.The back of the gate was completely sealed, not even a finger could squeeze in.

Chu Yang didn't want him to enter the house.

"Xiao Yang!!!" Lynch shouted outside the door, "Xiao Yang! What are you doing!"

Chu Yang didn't respond.In desperation, Lynch had no choice but to rush to the backyard, use the door of the storage room to enter the near reality, and then enter the room from the near reality.

But when he entered, the vines had been taken back.The melodious sound of the cello filled the room.

Lynch was feeling strange, but suddenly realized that in the melodious and even light cello sound, there was a sharp murderous intent that was almost ironic.Like a deadly thorn hidden in a gorgeous bouquet, it can tear a person's sanity unconsciously.

Lynch only heard a few bars, and his mind was in a trance, and he vaguely heard something whispering in his ears.He quickly blocked his ears, hummed a song in a low voice to resist the influence of the piano sound on himself, and walked into the room where the piano sound came from.

I saw Chu Yang sitting on a chair, playing the music intently.The eyes are slightly closed as if intoxicated, and the body shakes slightly with the rhythm.In front of him is a computer screen and a camera.He actually opened the live broadcast rooms of several video websites at the same time, and broadcast this deadly tune live.

"Chu Yang! Stop!" Lin Qi hurriedly stepped forward to turn off the computer, but Chu Yang's piano sound turned, and he opened his eyes with a warning.

At that moment, Lin Qi didn't seem to know Chu Yang anymore.

His kind, upright, and cute little Yang, even when he is angry, is now the same as he was 80 years ago.

There was nothing in those eyes but hatred.

"Don't worry, the only people in this live broadcast room are those who should hear the music." Chu Yang played without interruption, but his eyes were on the camera, facing those who were working, when the live broadcast suddenly jumped out of the desktop Or people who are in class, but a window pops up on their mobile phone; or people who are sleeping, but their computer turns on automatically, and are awakened by Chu Yang's piano sound.

All the people who killed his father.

"Killing should pay for life." Chu Yang said, with tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised, "But you will not die."