I walked over and squatted in front of the Tudigong-like shrine while holding my chin.
You know, theres a mont when youre overwheld by absolute despair that you suddenly see a glimr of hope and light. Although its just a glimr, all the logic and rationality in your heart begins to return based on this tiny base point.
In other words, it was safe here. Although this was a cetery of the Zhang family and slled strange, it was probably safe right?
Actually, I didnt dare say it aloud since I didnt know what the basis for Poker-Faces determination was. But the anxiety-like convulsions and contractions in my heart faded a little and my hands had finally stopped shaking.
"In other words, this gives off the feeling of a miniature Zhang familys ancient building," I said. Did these Zhang family mbers pile their corpses up and put them in the building in order to have a temporary shelter under the great shadow of the heavenly gift? Could these accumulated corpses even resist the heavenly gift?
I never figured out what was hidden at the core of the Zhang familys ancient building since there were too many things inside of it.
What was the logic behind it? So far, these ideas were just pure speculation.
Poker-Face didn't continue to explain, but at this ti, I suddenly thought of sothing. The food we had prepared before we ca in wasn't enough to last that long, so what were we eating for so many days? It wasnt like there was anything here in this passage.
"Lets check the supplies," I said to Fatty.
"Didnt we just check them?"
"My dear friend, did we not just receive a heavenly gift?" I tried to inhale Fatty's second-hand smoke but he wouldnt let . He quickly dispersed the smoke, put the cigarette butt in front of the shrine as incense, and then began to count our supplies.
As soon as he was done, he lay there and couldn't get up. There were a few detonators and bullets, but all of the food was gone. Not only did I not see any substitutes like ga or wild vegetables, but there wasnt even enough toilet paper. But the most important thing was that there wasnt any water. Fatty was like a nouveau riche who suddenly discovered that his ho had been emptied by a nanny. He clutched his chest and said, "Were screwed."
Other than that, everything else was still relatively complete. Even the hand-cranked chargers had developed a patina.(1) It seed that my heavenly gift persona also had a cautious personality.
I felt my muscles and found that I had lost a lot of weight, but I wasnt on the brink of collapse. Confused, I couldnt help but ask myself, our supplies were enough to last for twenty days, so does that an we just finished them off? Did we wake up from the heavenly gift because we were hungry?
Amazing! How much do I love to eat that I can resist a gods power?
Fatty and I suddenly looked behind us at the sa ti to where the bag of mummified hands was.
Fuck, what did this an? When we ca out here last night to chop those hands off, was it because we werent respecting the Zhang family ancestors but looking for food?!
"Can those things also be eaten like bear paws? Sure enough, northerners probably lick their hands while they sleep." Fatty looked at Poker-Face, "Are hands with long fingers nutritious?"
After he said that, he walked to the corner and tried to make himself vomit. When I asked him what he was doing, he said that he wanted to see if he had gone crazy under the influence of the heavenly gift and already ate so.
With Fatty, not only had the atmosphere improved a lot, but our judgnt of the situation was starting to beco clearer. I turned to Poker-Face and said, "Then we can't leave this place for the ti being. After leaving here, is it right to assu that well be given the heavenly gift again?"
When Poker-Face nodded, I looked deep into the darkness. To be honest, I was a little confused about where we had co from. Xiao Hua and Black Glasses were probably in a deeper place, but were they awake or being controlled? There were too many things to think about carefully.
Grandpa said that any and all attributes should be attributed to people's motives, but how could we determine the motives of this unknown force?
What exactly did it want?
"The Zhang family finds unexplained areas and explores them. There are so many Zhang family mbers here, which ans that they should have worked hard here for a long ti," Poker-Face said faintly. "But they all failed and couldn't leave, so they did this here."
So that's why this area is forbidden. If the Zhang family doesnt understand it, theyll just mark it out. And this isnt the only place. Without a doubt, there are so many secrets hidden beneath the earth.
I took a deep breath, feeling completely free from anxiety at this ti. It wasnt because I was feeling energetic, but because I felt ready to collapse.
I looked at the darkness on both sides, spread the equipnt out on the floor, and told myself that the dire straits we were in now were as bad as it got. The only thing that made feel like I needed to put so serious thought into it was the question of why the three of us didnt lose our mories. Was it because the heavenly gift was forcibly interrupted, or was it because the force that gave us the heavenly gift had other plans for us?
Just as I was thinking this, Poker-Face turned on his flashlight and started searching through the cracks in the stones. I knew he was looking for that thing that was supposed to be in the shrine, so I also turned on my flashlight and joined him.
"Stop looking," Fatty called out to us.
When we looked back, we saw that the bag we had dumped out before was now standing on the stone behind us. There appeared to be sothing in it, and this thing seed to be alive.
"What brand is this bag? If its transford, I want to return it," Fatty said.
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TN Notes:
(1) Per Tiffany: It ans that Wu Xie used the chargers a lot during those 30 days
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