Physical persuasion, scientific transcendence [unlimited]

The four of Wen Youning and his party sat under the shade of a tree to rest for a while, and they had already discussed all about the preparations for the next step.

Wen Youning: "The daytime outside the cage house is currently relatively safe. However, considering the usual patterns of horror movies, it will generally become more and more dangerous in the next few days."

The big man Zhao Min deeply agreed: "So we have to make more preparations in advance."

Wen Youning nodded.

He glanced at his mobile phone which was placed in [My Items] and said depressedly, "I can't even read the weather forecast if I want to."

The young man's heart moved, "Weather? There is sun today, so after we come out, the mental value will not continue to drop. However, such a good sun, coupled with the very hot weather, it is summer now, and the general summer climate is biased toward It's wet and rainy, is there a possibility of a typhoon in the future!?"

Wen Youning looked up at the sky.

Today's sun is very blazing, the blue sky is cloudless, and the scorching sun is not blocked by clouds, directly scorching the earth.

Looking up, the visibility is very high today, and the buildings in the distance are clearly visible.

Wen Youning stood up directly from the small bench, "Come on, let's find someone to ask the weather forecast for the next week, and then prepare some more supplies."

Wen Youning and his party went directly to a nearby small supermarket. Before going in, they had a casual chat with the cash register boss, and then asked about the weather forecast for the next week.

The storm may land in two or three days, and the currently predicted path does pass through the city.

However, this kind of typhoon track prediction itself will have certain deviations, and now no one can tell which direction this typhoon will eventually go.

The girl Song Lingdi murmured: "Whether the typhoon lands or not, we may face violent storms in two or three days."

Going out in a typhoon is itself a very dangerous thing, that is to say, they are basically trapped indoors.

Wen Youning blinked, and said in a warm voice: "Thinking about the good, if there is heavy rain in the typhoon, at least we won't face a large-scale fire scene."

The young man smiled and said heartily, "It's also..."

However, having said that, Wen Youning still planned to go back and prepare a fire extinguisher as a backup.

Wen Youning casually took four bottles of water from the door, and then walked directly to the cashier.

While checking out, he chatted with the owner of the small supermarket, and asked, "Do you know that there is a funeral supplies wholesale market nearby? There are also more effective temples, Taoist temples and so on."

The three teammates were taken aback for a moment, and turned their heads to look at Wen Youning at the same time.

The hand of the owner of the small supermarket holding the code scanning gun did not shake at all.

For customers who bought something and asked for directions, the boss's attitude was always good. While scanning the QR code to check out, he casually told Wen Youning the locations of the places he just inquired about.

Carrying four bottles of water out of the small supermarket, Wen Youning handed the water to his teammate, and unscrewed the cap of the bottle for Song Lingdi, and then twisted it again, while saying: "Food and other necessary things , we’ll buy it when we get back, now let’s go to the funeral supplies wholesale market and the place outside the city.”

Zhao Min guessed: "Are you asking for a safe talisman, or a mahogany to ward off evil spirits, and buy some paper money by the way?"

Wen Youning: "Yes..."

The young man looked at him through the sunglasses with some surprise, and whispered, "I thought you didn't believe this..."

Wen Youning nodded, and answered logically: "Of course I don't believe it! But what if those ghosts believe it?"

Zhao Min suddenly realized: "It makes sense! Ghosts are changed by people, maybe they think they are afraid of these things!"

In the afternoon, Wen Youning and the others hurriedly went to the temple outside the city.

Because it was already afternoon, there were fewer guests in the temple.

They asked for a safe talisman without any problems, and then politely donated some change to the merit box.

By the time they rushed back to the city from the temple, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

Fortunately, it gets dark later in summer.

The sun was about to fall, and the golden afterglow sprinkled the earth.

On the street of the funeral supplies wholesale market, there are some gray wholesale store fronts, brightly colored wreaths placed in front of the door, the tied paper figurines, buildings, electrical appliances, and seven-story pagodas, as if all of them had been buried. Plated with a layer of gold.

The young man hesitated, "This, this, what do we want to buy?"

Wen Youning shook his head, and said frankly: "I don't know..."

The young man was dumbfounded, "So you don't know?"

Wen Youning: "Yeah, I have to listen to the opinions of professionals first."

With that said, Wen Youning bypassed the wreaths and paper figurines at the door, walked into the funeral supplies wholesale shop, and asked the shop owner directly: "Boss, I always feel that there is something wrong with my house recently. There may be something dirty, is there any?" Anything that can come in handy."

The owner of the funeral supplies wholesale store is naturally well-informed. After thinking about it for a while, he suggested: "Paper money, joss sticks, rice wine for worship, and fruits. I have the first three items here. For fruits, you have to go to the vegetable market or fruit shop." , just buy some and take it back with you when the time comes.”

Wen Youning said simply, "Okay, boss, you can help me get some of the first three items. What about the types and quantities of fruits used for sacrifices? Do you have any explanation?"

The boss took a black plastic bag and put paper money, incense candles and rice wine in it, and said casually: "The most common ones are apples, which are safe and sound, and then persimmons, everything goes well, and oranges are also auspicious; don't buy whole bunches of fruit." , and don’t buy pears and plums. It’s 103 yuan in total, just give me 100 yuan.”

Wen Youning paid the money, then reached out to take the black plastic bag, "Okay, thank you boss."

Coming out of the funeral supplies wholesale store, Wen Youning casually said to the three teammates around him: "Let's just buy apples and persimmons later, let's eat them first, and if we really need them later, we can give them some more. "

The three teammates nodded without any objection.

Song Lingdi also followed Wen Youning's train of thought, and made inferences on the spot: "There is a store selling religious supplies nearby. I seem to hear the sound of chanting. Should we also buy a Buddhist chanting machine or something?"

Wen Youning thought about it, "I think it's okay, let's go, let's go and have a look."

Following the sound of chanting sutras in a loop on the stereo, Wen Youning and his party quickly found this religious supplies store.

The stereo at the entrance plays Buddhist scriptures, but inside the store, there is also a counter on one side with statues of Sanqing and even Zhong Kui, which are very spiritual.

The boss who sold the goods inside glanced at Wen Youning and the others, seeing that they didn't look like customers who wanted to buy something, so his attitude was naturally not very warm, and he just greeted casually: "What are you looking at?"

Song Lingdi said, "The one who recited Buddhist scriptures—"

The boss immediately became interested, and enthusiastically sold it: "The lotus-shaped solar-powered Buddhist recitation machine has been selling well recently."

The young man was astonished and said, "This thing also has solar energy??"

Boss: "The old people who are chanting scriptures nearby like this kind, it saves electricity and is convenient!"

Considering that the light in the group rental house was too poor, Wen Youning directly refused. Instead, he asked for an old battery that was only half the price of the solar model, and bought a few more ordinary AA batteries by the way.

It was already past six o'clock when we circled around the funeral supplies wholesale market.

After running around all afternoon, the hunger points of the four of them dropped by more than ten points, and the consumption rate was obviously faster than when they sat there at noon to discuss problems before.

Wen Youning glanced at his own value, and said calmly: "The first day is relatively safe. Let's wait until it gets dark to see the situation, and then go back to the group rental house."

Having said that, when they arrived near the village in the city, they subconsciously sped up their movements.

It is not difficult to prepare a seven-day ration for four people. There is enough food and water in the small supermarket.

When Song Lingdi took the noodles from the supermarket shelf, she even asked her teammates how they tasted.

However, as soon as Wen Youning thought of the messy and messy environment of the cage house, he immediately lost his appetite.

Obviously on the way back just now, he was actually a little hungry, but now he suddenly replied with a little sleepiness: "I can do it, you are not picky eaters, you can choose according to your choice."

After buying enough food for seven days, Wen Youning added some odds and ends to the trolley in the supermarket, such as lighters, 502 super glue, scissors, fruit knives and so on.

He didn't explain what he intended to buy these things for, and the others just glanced at them without asking further questions.

Everyone has the same idea. Although these things may not be useful, at least they are prepared.

By the time Wen Youning and the four of them finally returned to the village in the city with their big bags and small bags, it was already 07:30 in the evening.

Just now at the small supermarket, when Wen Youning was checking out, he asked the owner of the small supermarket to check today's sunset time with his mobile phone.

Wen Youning looked up at the sky, "Today's sunset time is 7:24, theoretically, it's already dark."

However, the lingering glow in the sky has not yet dissipated, and there is still a hint of dusk in the western sky.

Young man: "Just stand downstairs and wait for a while?"

Wen Youning nodded, and said softly: "Well, at least half an hour, I want to see how the mental value outside at night will change."

Afterwards, the four of them went directly to the downstairs of the group rental house with their things, and stood at the entrance of the corridor of Tongzilou and waited for a while.

As the sky darkened completely, lights were dimly lit up around, accompanied by the sound of cooking, noisy conversations, chattering about family affairs, wild cats in the corner, and children crying from time to time. The voice of being reprimanded.

The real one is like any ordinary village in the city, crowded, narrow, and noisy, and the sound is full of the world and people's livelihood.

Anyway, standing still was boring, so the four of them simply chatted one after another.

Song Lingdi: "Let's cook some noodles later?"

The young man took a look at Wen Youning who started to wilt at the mention of eating, then weighed a new pot in his hand, and said proactively: "I can cook, wait for me! Dinner for four, even if it's just Noodles, even the soup with water is quite heavy."

Wen Youning suddenly remembered something, and reminded Song Lingdi: "Your mental value is relatively low now, should you go back to the house first? The outside world at night cannot be completely fine."

Song Lingdi shook his head, "I'd better be with you, maybe there won't be any accidents in the house."

Wen Youning thought about it too, so he didn't worry about it anymore, at least now that they are together, they take care of each other.

Chatting and chatting, a middle-aged man who didn't know how much he drank wandered back, his body was full of the smell of low-quality liquor, which made people subconsciously want to dodge.

With a drunken smile on his face and a disgusting sticky smell in his muddy eyes, the drunkard glanced directly at Song Lingdi, which was indescribably obscene and disgusting.

Song Lingdi rolled her eyes directly, and before she had time to swear back, Wen Youning who was beside her had already stepped forward and stood in front of the girl.

Although Wen Youning tends to be thin, he is also a young man with a height of 1.8 meters.

When he smiled, his brows and eyes were gentle, and there was a kind feeling when he looked at him——

They were all forced out during mass work, but when he stood there with his face downcast and condescendingly staring at the drunk, the impatience and deterrence that came out of his bones were still very strong.

Not to mention, there were two other big men beside them, and the four of them seemed to be together.

The drunkard used to go crazy because of drunkenness, but when he became a little more sober, he staggered back a step in fright, not daring to look around, and staggered up the stairs, holding on to the dusty corridor wall.

Zhao Min spat, frowned and said, "It's really unlucky that it's at the entrance of a corridor."

Wen Youning: "It should be in the same house. When we came out of the house, I saw a white plastic barrel piled under a bed."

Half an hour passed quickly.

Song Lingdi's complexion suddenly changed, and she said in a low voice, "I just lost 5 points of mental energy all of a sudden."

The other three people also noticed the numerical changes in their personal information, and they also lost 5 points of spiritual value in an instant.

Wen Youning immediately said: "Let's go back to the house immediately."

Thinking that Song Lingdi's mental value had dropped to 35 at this moment, and a new hallucination might appear at any time, Wen Youning walked directly in front of her and led the way, "Go!"

The four of them hurried to the inside of the tube building and went upstairs along the narrow corridor.

The lights in the corridor must have been broken a long time ago, and no one has repaired them since then.

The four of Wen Youning hurried upstairs in the dark, inevitably picking up some dust.

As soon as I reached the third floor, I could hear cursing from inside the room through the door panel.

A middle-aged female voice was scolding at the top of her voice: "What did I do to give birth to such a scourge like you! Don't you have a brain, you can't write a single homework question correctly, and the teacher even called your parents. Shameless, and even make me lose face with you!"

Wen Youning took out the key and opened the door.

The lights in the room have been turned on, but the lampshade has obviously not been cleaned for many years. It is full of dust and small black flying insects, and even the light looks very dim.

Unlike at noon, at night, the number of people in this group renting room increased significantly.

The cloth curtain was drawn outside the young woman's bed, and there were some faint humming sounds coaxing the child to sleep.

The middle-aged woman who was cooking at noon was impatiently pushing a boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and an open schoolbag and a few test papers were thrown on the bed next to him.

Next to him was a middle-aged man who looked as thin as a bamboo pole. His skin color on his face and shoulders was very dark. However, because of the cover of his clothes, his skin color became paler. The pattern of a vest is obviously exposed in the sun every day.

While the middle-aged woman was panting heavily, the skinny middle-aged man tried to persuade him: "Okay, don't say a few words, the child knows it's wrong."

The middle-aged woman was like a cannon barrel being ignited, and the flames became even bigger. She pointed the cannon directly at the man and scolded, "I'm just blind. I gave birth to such a wretch after following you. Unbelievable dog! Why don't I die? With you father and son on the table, I might as well die!"

The woman started to cry after she scolded.

A young man who had never seen him before slammed open the door of the cubicle. He was still wearing uniforms for delivering food, and scolded impatiently: "If you want to quarrel, get out and quarrel. If you don't sleep, others will have to Take a rest! Damn it's so annoying!"

The middle-aged woman was choked up for a moment, and although she was still pale and pale, she didn't make a sound.

The middle-aged man sighed softly, and immediately provoked the woman to goug him out. Although he didn't continue to scold him, he beat the child's schoolbag and stationery on the bed loudly.

The drunk just now was lying unconscious on the bed in the corner, snoring loudly, and there was an empty wine bottle beside the pillow.

Wen Youning and the others looked at each other.

The young man and Zhao Min looked a little dazed, probably because they had never seen such a scene of cursing.

Song Lingdi had a normal face, and she didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations. She had seen much more dirty and ugly scolding than this since she was a child.

Wen Youning put down the things in his hands, took two apples casually, and whispered: "Let's go upstairs to the landlord first."

The young man nodded, "Okay, I'll cook when I get back."

When walking up the corridor, Wen Youning lowered his voice and said to his teammates: "During the day, we reduce our mental value by 2 points every hour indoors, and when there is sunlight outside, our mental value will not decrease, but at night, our mental value will decrease by 10 points every hour. .”

"Encountering ghosts, the mental value may be greatly reduced, which means that we must maintain a relatively high mental value at ordinary times, otherwise it is easy to fall into hallucinations and even be attacked by hallucinatory monsters."

Zhao Min: "After dinner, we should be able to recover, but Xiao Song's mental value has been too late to recover."

Just as they were talking, they had already reached the door of the landlord's residence, and Song Lingdi's expression suddenly changed.

She almost trembled and said, "Did you see anything on the ground?"

Wen Youning looked down.

It was a bright red shoe-shine doormat, made of the most common polyester fabric, and the golden words "Luo Cai Jin Bao" on it had become somewhat worn.

Zhao Min was puzzled: "It's just a shoe-shine doormat."

Wen Youning asked, "What did you see?"

Song Lingdi closed her eyes, but the image of the twisted and wriggling monster-like snakes could not be dispelled for a long time.

In the next second, Song Lingdi kept her voice as steady as possible, "Several twisted and weird snakes, the scales on their bodies exploded, lying on the dark red mat, their eyes are the same color as blood, they are serious He kept smiling and staring at me."

When she told Wen Youning and the others, she had turned around quickly and grabbed the old mop poles piled up in the corridor, and directly smashed the dirty and dusty mop head on the doormat. .

The other three were taken aback.

No one stopped Song Lingdi, but they couldn't see the monster Song Lingdi was talking about, so they could only stand aside temporarily and watch her movements.

Accompanied by Song Lingdi's angry beating, Wen Youning and the other three even heard a strange roar and scream straight into their brains.

After a while, Song Lingdi stopped moving with a pale face, and murmured: "The monster disappeared."

However, Wen Youning was surprised to find that on the original shoe-shine doormat, a few lumps of cinder-like objects suddenly appeared. They were as soft as pudding jelly on the ground, and even the legs of trousers lifted a little when people walked around. The wind can make them roll.

The landlord inside the door seemed to have heard the commotion outside, rushed over to open the door angrily, and asked impatiently, "Who is it!"