This world is terrible

Chapter 225 The Path of the Dead
He looked carefully at the title of the file.

"Purple Mountain..."

As a rising star, young people have also heard about the Zishan incident that shocked the world in the last century.

Most of the vague content spoken by outsiders is rumors that a certain adjudicative seat got nothing.And as the successor of the old fool, the content he came into contact with is far more thrilling than some rumors.

That's not a personal failure.

It's an utter folly.

The young man suppressed the strangeness in his heart, turned around calmly, and looked at Director Tao beside him: "I am indeed qualified to untie it, but I need to know the reason."

"Is there anything in the East China Sea that will involve Zishan, and what's more, you need to call such a high-level file?"

Director Tao nodded to Director Song, and the latter stood up solemnly, knowing that it was time for him to go on stage.

After telling the cause and effect, together with the supporting evidence of some information on the way, the members of the jury quickly understood the reason why Donghai wanted to unlock the file, and they all whispered to each other.

"There's nothing to discuss."

At this time, "The Fool" shook his head, and his hands were already moving rapidly on the keyboard: "Since the matter is at hand, no matter whether it is true or false, it is our duty to deal with it."

"However, you don't need to..."

Some of his own people spoke, all of which indicated that it was wrong for him to unlock the file on the spot.

The young man didn't care about it: "Since it's a file, it's for people to read. They are all people who do things. Why can you not allow it to be read by the adjudication seat?"

"In the name of the judging seat, I allow you to know."

【Welcome, Mr. "Jian Weilan". 】

As he said that, he had already logged into his internal account, found the red-named file again, and easily unlocked it. The internal records that had been dusty for many years were released to the "world" for the first time.

[ID "Fool"

——The file has been successfully unlocked]

A large piece of graphic information, in the form of a written report, is arranged in a criss-cross pattern.

It was clearly just a record in black and white, and with some ironic hand-painting, it made the hairs of everyone present stand on end.

["I'm Shi Cheng, one of the initiators of the purple mountain survey in [-], and also the deputy captain of this scientific expedition."

"The mission this time is to pass through the Yinlongkou, cross the tributaries of the Rixi River, climb over the uninhabited borders of several mountain ranges, and explore the center of Purple Mountain—the demonic realm called 'Nine Serenity' by the predecessors."

"The plan is progressing as planned."

"It was only on the third day that a dense fog silently enveloped the entire Yinlongkou. The equipment on our bodies completely failed. Forced by helplessness, the captain decided to camp temporarily and wait for the fog to disperse."

"It's just that the sky is not what you want. After waiting for a few days, the fog shows no signs of disappearing. At the same time, what we are most worried about has also happened..."

"On the sixth day, two teammates went out to collect firewood, but never came back."

"The woodland is not far from our residence. Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't happen to two people who often go back and forth... But the matter has come to this point, and the worst situation has indeed happened."

"We found woodland and searched as much of the surrounding area as possible."

"Nothing."

"We should have guessed."

"Just like that, I returned to the camp in despair. I was about to lament the impermanence of the world. By the way, I would like to ask what is for dinner. I don't want it to be compressed biscuits...'It would be good if it was goulash...'"

"I just thought about it, but suddenly realized that I am the only one in the entire camp now."

"..."

"Damn it, I don't know if I lost them or they lost me!"

"Fortunately, the camp is still there. 'Wait for them here,' I thought."

"On the seventh day, no one came back."

"On the eighth day, no one came back."

"ninth day……

"No. 11 days."

"Patience finally couldn't bear the long loneliness. I brought some resources and searched again along the scattered paths."

"Nothing."

"I'm disappointed."

"The mood hit rock bottom."

"What the hell happened..."

"God wants to torture me like this?"

"Just when I gave up on myself, I vaguely heard a siren sounding from a certain direction."

"'Whistle? Is it a train? Why is there such a thing in Zishan?', holding this mentality, I headed towards an unknown direction."

"The fog dissipated, and the eyes suddenly became clear."

"The endless rocky beach is paved from the bottom to the sky, and the railroad track stretches in front of me, heading towards the unknown side."

"The creepy cold invaded my body, making it tremble uncontrollably."

"In the Nine Nether Lands, there is no grass growing on the mountains, no peaks piercing the sky, no visitors to the mountains, no clouds in the caves, and no flowing water in the streams... At this moment, I finally understand that I have come to an unknown route, and I am heading towards The kingdom of the dead advances!"]
Shang Weilan paused browsing and shook his hands.

On the side, a group of people couldn't suppress their discussions.They obviously already had a lot of ideas about the various information that appeared on the files.

"Railway...railway!"

Someone murmured: "Couldn't this be the line that connects us to the East China Sea? The railway is the line, and the sound of the siren...is it a train? Pocket, could it be a train?"

Immediately someone objected: "The underworld transports the dead by train, what are you kidding? Do you pay for the fuel?"

"Is it possible for the wandering world to have a shape?" Someone also confirmed to the old scholar, but the other party was obviously touched by the blind spot of knowledge and could not answer.

"Everyone, please stop."

When they disagreed, a voice suddenly sounded. Everyone followed the sound and found that the one who spoke was the playwright named Wei Le in the entourage.

At this time, he stood up from his seat with a serious expression on his face, and talked eloquently: "I don't know if you have heard a saying called 'God closed the door for you, but opened the window for you'?"

"of course."

Director Tao showed doubts: "So, what do you want to say?"

Wei Le raised an index finger and shook it: "Of course I didn't want to say this, but I want everyone to think about a question, why did God close your door?"

"?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Why did God close my door?Hot, ask God?What is it all about.

Wei Le obviously noticed their confusion, and muttered: "Why don't you have any artistic cells..."

"The reason why God closes your door is because he doesn't want human beings to go outside."

"What's outside?"

Wei Le opened his hands and listed them one by one: "Nature, practice, truth, knowledge...all the precious elements that can change the pattern of a human being."

"Okay, so now that the door is closed, how can He satisfy you?"

Wei Le showed a strange smile on his face: "Open the window, a window that can only see Him forever, worship Him, enshrine Him, and praise Him.

"You get relief from emptiness, but you think you're getting fulfillment."

Jian Weilan looked at this playwright who was usually out of tune with great interest, and was a little surprised by the other party's crookedness, and smiled: "So tell me, what should we do now?"

Wei Le cleared his throat and said seriously: "Exploring the unknown is destined to overthrow something and change something, don't let the existing things limit your thinking.

"They should not be cold and hard stones, but flexible doors. Find the right way to use them, and open the way to the truth."

(End of this chapter)