Chapter 323 and the Farmer

Perhaps, it was a gap-like difference that created the current situation;

Even though Su Bai switched to zombie state, he still couldn't move at all. This deep feeling of powerlessness was felt from the first day he arrived in Xi'an, and it has been with him since then, suppressing Su Bai's heart, making him I can't even breathe smoothly.

The blood corpse turned around and seemed to be planning to leave. His body was slowly becoming unreal. He probably had other things to do. From Yu Su Bai's perspective, the blood corpse was dancing on the tip of the knife, and In the horror broadcast game, if it was from a local perspective or someone who had nothing to do with him, Su Bai might have praised him, but the bandaged man just disappeared in front of his eyes. Due to emotions and reasons, Su Bai Baidu would not have such emotions.

In fact, Su Bai didn't know the reason why the blood corpse appeared, nor did he know the reason why the blood corpse continued to stay here. But there was one thing Su Bai knew very well, that is, he was completely isolated now. In the small space of the hearse, the message could not be transmitted, and the mobile phone signal was definitely not available. Then, he could not do anything to the blood corpse. Even the blood corpse had some scruples about killing him, but Su Bai actually felt more depressed, obviously It's really frustrating to have a key in your hand, but you can't open the door.

Perhaps, the Frankenstein monster who shot the black man in the head three times with a pistol was just a special case. Generally, his arms could not reach his thighs.

However, just when the blood corpse was about to disappear and leave here, a white light suddenly enveloped the blood corpse.

There is a small speaker in the hearse, which is used to play sad music, because when the hearse is used to transport corpses, there will be accompanying family members in the car. At that time, the sad music needs to be heard in the hearse, similar to After all, there are only a few people like the bandaged man who are dragged away to be burned alone.

The speaker made bursts of friction sound, which was a bit harsh and blurry, as if a person was debugging a new microphone, just saying "Hey, hello, hello".

Su Bai's eyes were full of shock. He was very familiar with this white light. It was the white light that used to transport people into the world of stories every time the horror broadcast took place.

Terror broadcast, did you finally know the identity of the bloody corpse through other channels?

"Dear listeners, welcome to the horror radio show. I am the host of the show. I don't have a name because names have no meaning here.

Today, I am going to tell you a short story here, similar to Aesop’s fables or Grimm’s fairy tales;

There is a farmer who is very hard-working. He works hard every day, so the vegetables in his vegetable field grow very well. This farmer has always cherished these precious vegetables. Of course, he is not doting on them. When he meets He will deal with the sick vegetables or the vegetables that are planted too densely and start to compete with each other for nutrients. He will pull out some vegetables and eliminate some vegetables. The purpose is to make the entire vegetable garden better.

There is, however, a man, no, rather, he should be called a thief;

One day, this thief came to the vegetable garden. He disguised his identity and wrapped himself in blood-red silk cloth, so that no one could tell who he was. He went to the farmer's vegetable field, stole the farmer's vegetables, and destroyed them. Went to a large vegetable garden.

This scene was discovered by the farmer. Judging from his body shape, the farmer was able to guess the age of the thief. Children of this age in the town would receive fresh vegetables from farmers at home when they were young, so the thief must also be eating from the farmer. Vegetables grew up.

The farmer has his own standards and rules. He is a very rigid person. It is precisely because of this that he can gain the respect of most people in the town as a vegetable farmer.

The farmer is unwilling to wrong any good person, so even if he has a shotgun or a machete, he cannot use it without knowing the specific identity of the thief. This is the farmer's creed. He will not destroy it, even if the thief continues to commit crimes every day without restraint. People come to steal vegetables at night, but the farmer still suppresses the anger in his heart and remains indifferent.

Finally, one day, the farmer knew the identity of the thief.

so,

The farmer is about to take action. The reason why he takes action is not because the farmer feels sorry for the destroyed vegetable field. After all, vegetables can be sown and will grow again soon. However, the farmer has discovered that because This thief's exemplary role has caused many people in the town who pass by his vegetable garden during the day to have a look of eagerness and greed in their eyes.

Therefore, the thief must be punished, otherwise the vegetable garden will not be saved at all.

However, the farmer could not hide his kind-hearted nature. He did not intend to punish the thief with a shotgun and machete. After all, the thief grew up eating the vegetables he grew, and the farmer watched him grow up every day. So, Reasonably, the farmer also had a different feeling towards the thief.

Therefore, the farmer decided to forgive the thief. He buried the thief in the ground and let the thief's body nourish the vegetable field. In the future, the nutrients and essence of the thief will give birth to a better-growing vegetable field. In the farmer's opinion, the thief's body will nourish the vegetable field. , the thief should also have received a kind of sublimation and a kind of inheritance.

Listeners, do you think the farmer is too kind? "

The sound of the horror radio continued to sound, telling the story at a constant speed, while on the other side,

The blood corpse began to struggle and roar. Su Bai could feel the dissatisfaction and anger coming from the blood corpse.

but,

Terror Broadcast already knows his identity, so it can start the next step, which is to send the blood corpse into the story world. In the real world, Terror Broadcast has many restrictions, but in the story world, Terror Broadcast It is much more free and convenient. It has a thousand and ten thousand ways to punish the bloody corpses, ruining the audience structure of the entire Shaanxi land. It is equivalent to digging out the private vegetable garden of horror broadcasting. A big chunk went away, and one can imagine the anger of the horror broadcast.

Not long ago, Su Bai's struggle in front of the blood corpse seemed so pale and feeble, but the situation changed too quickly. When the horror broadcast learned the true identity of the blood corpse, it directly forcibly dragged him into the story world. Likewise, , in front of the terrifying broadcast, the bloody corpse also looked a little pale and weak, just like Su Bai before.

The bloody corpse disappeared, and all the restrictions disappeared with it. The zombie blood on Su Bai's body disappeared, and he sat on the ground as if he had lost all strength. In an instant, the scenery of the street also appeared outside the window of the hearse.

However, the body that was originally going to be transported by the hearse had been completely annihilated at this time, including his soul, which was completely gone.

"Really, it's like having a nightmare." Su Bai murmured to himself, then reached out and picked up a small piece of bandage from the freezer. This was the remnant of the bandage man when he was lying in the freezer. Everything else could not be found. In front of the bloody corpse, the bandaged man completely evaporated.

…………

The wind in early winter, with its dryness and desolation, is more inhumane than the autumn wind;

In the cemetery park, Su Bai stood in front of a tombstone, holding a bouquet of flowers and a backpack.

The photo on the tombstone is of a thin-faced man who is about fifty years old. Generally, there are photos of people smiling on tombstones, and this one is no exception. The man is smiling heartily, just because there is only one face captured. , so we can’t guess what happy event he was happy about.

Su Bai placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and then sat down.

The bandage man’s wife and daughter did not come back from the United States, but entrusted a relative to help with the funeral arrangements. After receiving the money, the relative just signed from the hospital and sent the person to the crematorium to settle the matter. In the past, when the bandage man was famous, how far was it? His relatives will also come to him, but now everyone knows that this guy failed to make a comeback after giving all his assets to his wife and daughter who immigrated abroad. Now he is just a destitute ghost, and his parents have long passed away. So we couldn't even hold a funeral, and we couldn't even cook a fast meal.

It can't be said that it's not cold, it can't be said that it's not down and out.

In the end, when the crematorium discovered that the body was gone, they didn’t tell the relative who helped with the matter. Instead, they pulled some ashes from someone who had just burned them, put them in an urn, signed the form, and handed it over. In the past, the relative would just put the urn under the tombstone that had been ordered before and the matter was settled.

There is a tombstone of the bandaged man and a photo of the bandaged man, but the ashes underneath do not know which passerby they came from.

Su Bai patted the tombstone with his hand. He wanted to look serious, but he didn't know why he wanted to laugh.

"Brother, I won't burn useless things like paper money for you. I'll loosen the soil for you."

Su Bai took out two bottles of mineral water from his bag and poured them all on the ground.

Just as he was putting away the mineral water bottles, Su Bai's cell phone rang. At the same time, Su Bai's chest suddenly hurt, and he immediately fell to his knees on the ground, sweating profusely, with a look of pain on his face.

After a while, this painful feeling finally disappeared. Su Bai, who already knew what happened, took out his mobile phone and called

“[Broadcast Announcement]: Enter the next story world in one week;

[Story world name]: Tomb of the Bloody Corpse

[Number of participants]: Unknown

[The rest]: unknown”

Looking at the message on the phone screen, Su Bai licked his lips, then nodded thoughtfully,

This time, I can truly feel the preferential treatment given by horror radio to listeners who complete real-life tasks. At the same time, I seem to have a better understanding of the true meaning of the story told by horror radio when it forcibly pulls the blood corpse into the story world.