Endless route

Chapter 43 4. Church Confession

Zheng Yun and others exited the alley and returned to the main street. The couple in the team didn't know anything. The two of them went to the hot springs, leaving only the three of them standing at the intersection.

Liu Ming squatted with lingering fear.

Song Wan took her mobile phone to check information.

Even Zheng Yun couldn't identify the objects in the street behind him. They were almost unheard of. Who knew where they came from?

Consider that Sanskrit loft.

There are some scripture murals painted on the first floor of the wall. The heavy oil and heavy colors are extremely rich. There are many eight-armed and ten-armed Bodhisattvas in the Bharata style. Their eyes are covered with black gauze, and their smiles are weird and unspeakable.

On the second floor wall above the mural, there is a row of aged and peeling mahogany shelves, estimated to be several decades old, extending into the deep darkness of the attic.

There are statues of tourists on the shelf, both men and women dressed in modern clothes. They are probably dead people. They have heavy dust on their bodies. They may have been there for a long time.

The dead people were sitting cross-legged, with strange smiles and blindfolded eyes. Their faces were shiny as if they were coated with a layer of yellow wax. They were holding magical instruments in their hands, with their heads hanging downwards.

They seem to be integrated into the mural. Although the painting style does not match, they are also part of the mural.

Combined with the sitting tank in the courtyard.

Zheng Yun suspected that these tourists had slumped down and curled up into a ball into a sitting vat. After their death, they were embalmed and then placed on a wooden frame.

There is legal euthanasia in the West.

It is unclear whether these tourists are active or passive, whether they are bewitched or voluntarily blissful, but no matter what, it is too weird to show dead people.

Looking at the people on the street, Zheng Yun probably understood why this place became a holy place for literature and art.

The main street is bustling with tourists. They are dressed in trendy clothes and come from all over the world. They have no understanding of many things and only find this place novel.

The unknown is always new.

The ignorant are always bold.

The streets and alleys are criss-crossed, covering ancient and modern times. In every corner of the alley, there may be a strange and weird thing hidden in them that they have never seen before.

It’s like a ‘surprise’ one after another.

Waiting for them to ‘dig’.

In their eyes, this place should be worth visiting. It has enough cultural and historical depth, and it is also interesting without touching the peripheral entertainment.

Junior tourists wander around the main street, and the normal commercial buildings and humanities are enough for them to take photos and check in for a while.

For example, the Oriental Hot Spring on this street.

Intermediate tourists are no longer satisfied with these. They will go deep into the streets and alleys to search for Eastern "gods" and Western "mysteries" to satisfy their growing curiosity.

Like those weird Southeast Asian accessories.

Then there are the senior tourists, whose curiosity turns into curiosity, and gradually begin to seek death, exploring gods, ghosts and mysteries in depth, and wandering on the tightrope.

Such as this Sanskrit loft.

This is the point of no return. There are true and false legends about gods and ghosts. Some are gimmicks or superstitions, but some are real.

Sometimes you think it's true, but it turns out to be false. You think it's false, but it's true. Playing hide-and-seek with death, it's over if you're not careful.

So it must be eradicated.

Especially in this kind of scenic spot.

Because the level of tourists can be divided, but their behavior cannot. Ordinary tourists may also stray into the depths of the streets and be killed without understanding anything.

Ever since Zheng Yun himself became a 'talented stranger', he has viewed the world from a more cautious perspective, knowing that it is difficult for ordinary people to compete with those gods and ghosts.

So let’s withdraw first.

In addition to this family in this alley, there is also a small courtyard with strange carvings of gods on the opposite side, and there is also a dilapidated gymnasium with ghost-patterned bells in the depths.

It doesn't look simple.

Zheng Yun didn't bring Guixi or Yin soldiers and ghost generals, so it seemed too reckless to just barge in like this.

They will go to W-06 to find plants soon. Then he will go to Hades Pavilion, bring out a few ghost generals, and then come here to find out.

Gods and ghosts should also have levels.

Just like what my adoptive father said: The more precious a good baby is, the more blood it will have on it. Anything without blood is definitely not a valuable thing.

This sounds a bit strange now.

But from this perspective, the Ghost Seal of Hades Pavilion should be of a very high level.

At least ten thousand people have died because of it since ancient times. It has even been used as the core of rebellions, defeating the imperial court several times and almost completing the rebellion.

This kind of magical item is rare in history and should be better than the things hidden in these corners.

Guixi is also equipped with a Hades Pavilion.

These evil sects can't even afford to build their own place. It should be that the Qianxiantai of Mingli Sect has just been abandoned, and these evil sects have come to take advantage of the ready-made.

But we cannot underestimate the enemy.

When facing any unknown things, you must be careful. If you are not careful, you will fall into it.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yun became even more suspicious of his adoptive father's purpose. He left the black jade pillow and said it was an amulet. As a result, the secret realm was empty except for a road map.

When his adoptive father passed away, he was still a layman, half-believing in gods and ghosts. If he hadn't mistakenly entered the Hades Pavilion, he would still be a common man today.

If you drive the Black Jade Pillow first, and then follow the route to get here, and enter those places to investigate without fear of ghosts and gods, wouldn't that mean you are going to die?

Is this how succession works?

Something doesn’t seem right either.

"Let's go and see other places." Zheng Yun looked at Song Wan and Liu Ming, sighed softly and didn't think about it anymore.

"Can't find it online." Song Wan put her phone into the pocket of her jeans and whispered to Zheng Yun.

"Yeah, I feel like I'm sick, I'm scared, and I want to know the truth. Before I could understand the last cry for help, another 'Bliss Ascension' came."

Liu Ming patted his butt and stood up. The expression on his face was very interesting, and his facial features were all twisted together.

"Let's relax, Song Wan, what would you like to drink, milk tea?" Zheng Yun looked at the shops along the street.

"Why don't you ask me?" Liu Ming curled his lips.

"Then treat me." Zheng Yun patted him.

The three of them were wandering around Qianfu City near the sea as tourists. Except for Liu Ming's mental state, Zheng Yun and Song Wan were very happy.

"Brother Zheng, what is this?"

Song Wan was holding milk tea, walking side by side with Zheng Yun, pointing here and asking about that, with a smile on her face, she had already put aside what she had just done.

"It should be a water boat used for weddings in the ancient East. This thing is quite rare. It may be from the southwest area of ​​W-03. There is a kind of 'buffalo' there that can pull the boat."

"What's that?"

"The Western Kraken statue is based on a giant octopus. This sculpture is too rough. We encountered it last time when we came back from W-06."

"this is……"

Song Wan suddenly got stuck. There was an attic courtyard in front of her. The blue brick and tiled house was elegant and quiet, with light wind chimes hung on the corners of the eaves, and the long pink curtains were extremely beautiful.

It seems to be a brothel.

She knows this thing.

"I want to go to church to repent, will you go?" Liu Ming suddenly caught up with them and pointed to a church.

There are several confessional rooms at the entrance.

Confession for one hundred yuan.

This is obviously a serious confession. If you want to find a nun to confess deeply, it is not worth it.

"Go." Zheng Yun nodded.

The three of them went to line up and waited for a while before it was their turn. Liu Ming was impatient and went in first, confessing that he heard the cry for help but ignored it.

Then it was Zheng Yun’s turn.

He had nothing to repent of, and even if he did, he would certainly not go to God.

So he told the priest opposite the window that he was repenting for a small town deep in the rainforest, and hoped that when the residents of the small town atone for their sins, God would soothe their anger and give them peace of mind.

In human terms:

Peacefully atone for your sins and stop causing trouble.