The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

The smile on the man's face widened, he waved at Wen Zheliu, as if he wanted to look at the book he was holding, Wen Zheliu stepped forward, but saw a strange cross hanging on the man's chest.

I don't know what kind of wood it was carved from. The carving is very delicate. The person tied to the cross is not a man, but a naked woman. Her hands are open and her body is covered with scars. Although her face is sad, but Without a trace of pain.This was supposed to be the posture of Jesus' martyrdom, but above her naked body, there was a kind of divine compassion.

"Do you know who she is?" Seeing that he was attracted by the cross, the man smiled.

Wen Zheliu frowned and thought for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "...Mary Magdalene?"

"Mary Magdalene," the man shook his head, "for dozens of centuries, her name has been associated with prostitutes. It is rumored that she was possessed by ghosts seven times, and expelled by Jesus seven times...do you think this Is it her?"

Wen Zheliu couldn't say that he wasn't familiar with the Bible, so he just murmured vaguely when faced with the man's rhetorical question.

The monk smiled again, his eyes were as warm as a spring breeze, almost making people forget that this place is a closed ghost domain.

"Actually, she has no name and surname, and she is nothing," he said lightly, "This woman only appeared once in the records, and she is just a prostitute who was caught and tried by everyone."

A flash of light flashed in Wen Zheliu's mind, and he suddenly remembered: "Ah, she is..."

"...the scribes and Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in adultery, and made her stand in the middle. They said to Jesus, Master, this woman was caught in adultery. Moses was The law tells us to stone such a woman to death. What do you think we should do with her?" The monk lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Jesus straightened up and said to them, who among you is not He who sins will be the first to throw a stone at her. When they heard this, they went out one by one, from the oldest to the youngest. Only Jesus was left. And the woman was still standing in the middle."

This story is very famous, Wen Zheliu stared at the cross with a complicated expression.

The monk said, "Finally, Jesus said to her, Woman, where are those people? Has no one condemned you? She said, Lord, no. Jesus said, I don't condemn you either. Go. "

After he finished speaking, he saw that Zhe Liu was silent, so he said, "This is the origin of this cross, do you understand?"

"She was stoned to death." Wen Zheliu looked at the marks on the cross, "Why did you hang it around your neck?"

"Because I often think about the mystery in this story." The monk said, "If only the truly innocent can judge other people's crimes, then the murderer should be innocent, and robbers and thieves cannot be punished, because the world I can't find a single person who is not guilty; she deserves to be stoned to death if she doesn't accept what the Son said, but in my heart she deserves death."

"Then why are you still struggling?" Wen Zheliu looked at him with clear eyes, "Your thinking already coincides with the Holy Son in the story, a woman who is not guilty of death, those men have Who has the right to use torture to end her life?"

The monk was suddenly at a loss for words: "But according to this principle..."

"That's what he said, so just listen to it," Wen Zheliu spread his hands, "Maybe he has his own business to do and is too lazy to entangle with those barbarians, so he made up such an extreme There is no need to think so much about why you want to save a woman’s life.”

Seeing the unbelievable surprise in the man's blue eyes, he continued: "Besides, you guys..."

As soon as the words came out, Wen Zheliu almost bit his own tongue, thinking it was too risky, and almost blurted out the phrase "you are Catholic", so he hastily corrected: "I mean, the principles everyone believes in are the things that everyone is born with. There is original sin, although the baptism of birth can wash away this sin, but it cannot wash away the traces left by sin. If you count carefully, even a newborn baby cannot be said to be completely innocent, but we all know that a baby Compared with a murderer, who is more innocent."

"Pursuing the ultimate purity is in itself a vain and unreal fantasy." Wen Zheliu shook his head, "There is an old saying in the East that says that even the moon hanging in the sky will be full when it is extremely round. There is a moment of regret, not to mention all kinds of principles in the world. If you want to criticize, you can find out the problem that you can't deal with no matter what, why bother yourself with this?"

The man stopped talking.

In fact, Wen Zheliu can understand his thoughts. For a monk who has been religious since childhood, his religious beliefs have shaped his language, way of thinking, and the most basic three views. Leave it alone for effects and mapping.Wen Zheliu himself is an outsider, so of course he speaks the truth easily and effortlessly.

The man let out a sigh: "I originally..."

His voice was a little trembling, and he said in a low voice: "I originally thought that the hero in this story is all of us, with sin karma born and acquired, no one is qualified to punish the sins of the world, but the world must always Prepare to be judged by an unknown calamity..."

He shook his head: "I was wrong."

Wen Zheliu originally wanted to ask him about the Holy Nun, but he took down the cross and put it on the page of the book.

"This is for you." The monk smiled slightly, "God loves the world, so he must also love your intelligence and wisdom."

"Ah?" Wen Zheliu was caught off guard, "Wait, this should be something you cherish very much, don't give it to me!"

"The time has come," said the monk, "farewell, my friend."

Wen Zheliu didn't have time to say anything else, there was a "hum" in his ear, and his whole body fell backwards, with a loud bang, he fell on a wooden chair.

He hit his butt sorely, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look around, only to find that there were three other people sitting in front of him.

"What's the matter?" He Qin hurried up to check, "Aren't you hurt?"

Wen Zheliu was stunned, he sat up in a daze, and saw that the whole space was like a conference room, with four chairs surrounding the round table in the center: "What... what's going on?"

"As soon as we walked out, you disappeared." Du Zijun said, "Then, we were teleported here, and then the system said that the game has started, and asked the remaining players to wait patiently."

Xie Yuanyuan continued: "We have been waiting for more than 30 minutes!"

[Hint: There are still 10 minutes left before the next player is teleported. 】

Hearing the sound of the system, Wen Zheliu suddenly said: "This is... the game method of Solitaire?!"

"It looks like this," He Qin stared at him closely, "how is it, are you not injured?"

Wen Zheliu hurriedly sat up and shook his head: "I am the only one in the entire dungeon. I haven't been attacked yet, but the next person may not be sure."

"How?" Du Zijun asked.

The game mode is set like this. Obviously, in addition to testing the tacit understanding between teammates, it also tests the player's ability to extract key information. If you can't describe exactly what happened to you within 10 minutes, what is the key point? It needs the attention of the rest of the people. This cracking mode is likely to cause a series of car rollovers.

"The time I arrived at the dungeon was in the morning, and the place was his own room. Besides me, I also saw a character who was suspected to be the lover of the nun." Wen Zheliu explained the time, place and characters very neatly.

Xie Yuanyuan was taken aback: "Sister's lover? You saw him so early!"

"He looks very nice, and he gave me a pendant." Wen Zheliu showed the cross that bound the naked woman, "Anyway, I seem to have untied a knot in his heart. If you see a black-haired , blue-eyed man, you can be kind to him."

"What about other aspects?" He Qin asked, "Did you find anything?"

Wen Zheliu swallowed his throat, and said non-stop: "This is what I'm going to talk about next. First of all, I have doubts about the identity of the dead believer. I drank alcohol, soiled the Bible, and used the statue of the Virgin to shoot targets for fun. I also found at the door Even as an ordinary person, this kind of words and deeds are too rude; secondly, stay away from mirrors, glass, or anything that reflects light, there must be something strange in it.”

Xie Yuanyuan pondered: "Oh...I see, so the next point is to find out the real identity of the deceased and avoid the attack of the ghost in the mirror?"

"Almost," Wen Zheliu looked at the pendant in his hand, "Especially, there is only the dead person you played in it, so it's inevitable that you have to walk around, pay attention to safety."

Xie Yuanyuan said: "Understood."

After saying this, the heat in Wen Zheliu's hands suddenly disappeared, and He Qin immediately disappeared in place without a sound!

"Alas...!" Wen Zheliu yelled halfway before the system's notification sounded slowly.

[Hint: Start teleporting the second player. 】

When the scene in front of He Qin gradually became clear, he was already sitting in the dining room.There was a lot of voices, and several men gathered around to toast and laugh. A torn roast lamb was placed on the table, with fat and bones thrown everywhere.

He tried to listen carefully to the voices of this group of people, but he could only hear indistinct, almost howling laughter. Everyone's voices seemed to have been deliberately processed, except for the disorderly noise, Nothing at all.

He and them are like people in two separate worlds, so He Qin turned to observe the clothes and appearance of these men.

Including him, there are only nine people sitting in Nuoda's dining hall, which coincides with the number of people on the register. In the center sits a man with a particularly hearty smile. An unhealed scar, talking with others.

All the hands holding the cups had calluses in the same position. He Qin just took a look, and then planned to get up and go outside to find other clues.

"Isn't this an easy puzzle to solve," he said to himself, while absently turning the star ring in his hand, "is there any reason for it to take three hours?"

There is a stone tablet outside the dining hall, engraved with some proverbs about the hadith. Under the hot afternoon sun, the surface of the stone tablet is extremely smooth, almost serving as a mirror to reflect people's clothes.

Mirror.

He Qin's heart skipped a beat, he walked over slowly and stood in front of the stele, his figure was unclear, but behind him was clearly reflected the crowd dancing and toasting.

What is this...

He Qin looked at the reflection on the plane, his eyelashes twitched suddenly, and at a distance of less than 20 meters, a figure wearing a nun's black robe suddenly appeared in the corner of the dining room behind him!

It stood there, its elongated and distorted face was extremely pale, and even its sunken eye sockets were like two balls of indeterminate ink, like a thin and long piece of seaweed floating silently in the sea of ​​shadows, staring at it coldly. Everyone's actions.