But Beichuan Si wasn’t interested in those.
He raised his hand again, and a pitch-black stick of death qi materialized.
Beichuan Si thrust the stick into the water.
Under his observation, a violent chemical reaction occurred on the water’s surface.
Strands of resentnt spiraled into the air.
"Just as I thought," Beichuan Si dissipated the long stick and slowly began, "This pool seems to be composed of resentnt."
What would beco of an ordinary person who fell into this kind of water?
Strictly speaking, they’d probably be drained of their vitality on the spot and die from the exhaustion of their energy in the water.
"Beichuan... Mr. Beichuan... did you know about this all along?" Tanaka Takashi asked, his face turning pale after hearing Beichuan Si’s explanation.
He had no idea that such a secret lay beneath the small pond he had waded through. Now, recalling the carefree manner in which he had crossed, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"After all, it was only a guess. Besides, if I had told you, would you have dared to co?" Beichuan Si countered.
Uh.
This question left Tanaka Takashi and the others speechless.
Had they known how treacherous this pool was, they definitely wouldn’t have considered coming. Even if they had, they would have moved hesitantly and perhaps given whatever lurked beneath a chance.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Beichuan, how did you do it? You jumped across a seven or eight-ter gap directly? And there’s an elevation difference between the two banks, with our side clearly higher than yours. And what about that dark, pitch-black..." Hobu Tian couldn’t suppress his amazent and asked various questions like a curious child.
Beichuan Si took Nishijou Kurenai back into his collar and answered succinctly, "Explaining it is too complicated, and you don’t need to understand."
He had already been ringing the Shinra Bell rapidly as he leaped, ready to confront any enemy.
Therefore, he felt that his actions were not worth praising, nor was there a need for praise.
Hmm...
Typical response in the style of Beichuan Si.
Hobu Tian could only scratch his head and gave a dry laugh.
Just as they were about to leave and continue exploring ahead, Beichuan Si stopped them, "Wait a minute."
"Is there sothing else we need to do?"
"Yes." Beichuan Si nodded and approached the pool’s edge once more.
This ti, it wasn’t death qi that appeared, but a pale blue fla.
The fla of residence!
This fla, fueled by resentnt, if it fell into this pool full of resentnt—
Boom!!!!!
Fire had t gasoline.
Underneath this blanket of fla, the resentful spirits hidden beneath the surface rose, howling in agony and venom.
Beichuan Si, expressionless, added another burst of fire.
The flas grew fiercer!
"All these terrifying resentful spirits will vanish today; it’s like doing a good deed," Beichuan Si said in an even tone to those behind him as he hurled another ball of the residing fla.
Along with Beichuan Si’s explanatory voice.
A vision like one from Hell unfolded in the pool.
Resentful spirits continuously erged from the water, and under the scorching of the residing flas, they lted and floated like wax oil on the surface of the pool.
Screams and wailing filled the space.
This scene made Hobu Tian and the others break out in a cold sweat. They then looked at Beichuan Si, who bore an unconcerned expression—
"Let’s go," the usually silent Yamakou Hideyasu spoke.
"Yes, yes! Let’s hurry up, we’ve already co this far," soone echoed.
Under Beichuan Si’s peculiar gaze, these people crowded forward, no longer as fearful as before.
Bizarre.
Beichuan Si didn’t bother with them. After casting the last residing fla, he followed the four n at a leisurely pace.
....
The five of them groped their way through a dark passage for a while, following the path to a room.
The room was low and the air murky, with a greasy exhaust fan rattling to the right.
The ceiling’s incandescent light flickered restlessly.
In the center of the room, a tape recorder was placed on an old, peeling armchair.
"This is...?"
Gongben Naoki looked around in confusion.
Hobu Tian furrowed his brow, touching here and looking there, ultimately declaring in resignation, "It seems we’ve reached a dead end."
While everyone was searching around, Beichuan Si picked up the broken tape recorder.
He glanced around and not finding any better place, he pressed the play button on the tape recorder without hesitation.
Bang!!!!
The door behind them slamd shut!
"What’s going on?!" Yamakou Hideyasu and Tanaka Takashi pounded and ramd against the iron door with force.
But it was no use, the iron door was immovable as if fused with the space itself.
anwhile, the cassette in Beichuan Si’s hand kept spinning.
A hoarse and eerie voice ca from the tape recorder:
"Welco to my haunted house, all you internet-famous strears, bloggers, and authors."
It was another vengeful spirit with its consciousness intact.
Beichuan Si watched the spinning tape, eyes narrowing.
He didn’t rush to interrupt, on the contrary, he wanted to hear what the other had to say.
"All of you revel in the spotlight, commanding attention. No matter what you do wrong, there’s always a horde of fervent fans ready to forgive you. You like your fans, and your fans like you too..."
The voice took a sharp turn.
"But is that really the case? You’re just parasites on society! Damnable things! You use your public image to sar your opponents! You exploit your legions of followers for personal gain! Yes, that’s all you are! Damned bastards! If it weren’t for you! My paradise! My paradise!!!"
The tape fell silent.
After a while, the voice continued: "Unlike you, who live in the lilight, I’ve always been hidden in places easy for you to overlook, but what’s done is done, and we must face it with a smile."
As these words ended, the ceiling made a thunderous noise, and four circular saw blades appeared, spinning above everyone’s heads!
The saw blades spread out evenly, covering every corner of the cramped room.
Accompanied by the intense, hair-raising whir of the blades spinning, the ceiling began to slowly descend!
Though the descent was slow, the saw blades were indeed moving downward!
Tanaka Takashi, Yamakou Hideyasu, Hobu Tian, Gongben Naoki’s faces all changed color at once!
"The only way to escape from here is to find the key to the next scene within five minutes... we’ll see each other there—if not, perhaps never again."
As the final word dropped, a keyhole slowly appeared on the previously empty wall in front.
"Quick, find the key!" scread Hobu Tian as he imdiately dropped to the ground to start searching.
The others followed suit, searching everywhere.
"What do we do now, Mr. Beichuan!? Can’t you use that dark stuff of yours to buy us so ti?"
Seeing Beichuan Si standing still, absorbed in thought, Tanaka Takashi couldn’t help but ask.
Indeed. If Beichuan Si could use his dark mist for sothing, this wouldn’t be such a lethal crisis.
Beichuan Si stroked his chin, speaking softly, "Combining the words on that tape with our previous speculations, we were right. The culprit is indeed Jishi Park’s manager, seeking revenge through this thod on those strears who tarnished Jishi Park’s reputation on the internet."
"Uh..."
Could you not say sothing useful at a ti like this?!
The others, sweating profusely while searching for the key, almost coughed up blood.
The saw blades were getting dangerously close!
They were nowhere near as composed as Beichuan Si.
"Never mind, we can analyze next ti." Beichuan Si seed to see their predicant, he placed his palm near the keyhole, and soon afterward—
Click.
The lock opened.
With the ability to shape death qi, a place requiring a key was just this simple.
As for deciphering...
It simply did not exist.
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