Embers Ad Infinitum

"131..." Roden read out the house number of the room.

As an awakened person who has explored the depths of the "soul corridor", he has enough confidence in his own strength, but this does not mean that he will enter a new room unscrupulously and without any worries.

This may belong to a strong man in the "new world", or it may be the dream of a certain person!

And even for an awakened person at the same level as Roden, if the price is a little weirder, the psychological shadow is a little wider and weirder, he can still drink a pot of it if he comes into contact rashly.

Luoden touched his increasingly deep nasolabial folds, adjusted his mentality, stretched out his right palm, turned the brass handle, and opened the door of "131".

He doesn't plan to go deep this time. He plans to just wait and see on the edge of dreams or psychological shadows to understand the situation and withdraw at any time.

Following the open vermilion door, Luoden took two steps forward.

The scene in front of him changed accordingly.

A corridor stretched to the end of the line of sight, with the top and left sides painted pure white, and the pungent smell of disinfectant filled the air.

"Hospital?" Roden made a guess based on his own experience and knowledge.

This made him more alert again.

——The hospital in reality is already a place he doesn't like to go to, and the hospitals in some shadows in the "soul corridor" are even more terrifying.

Roden tentatively took another step forward.

At this moment, the rooms on both sides opened simultaneously, and a man wearing a white sheet stood at the door.

Their whole bodies were shrouded in white sheets, and even their faces were hidden in the shadows brought by the "cloaks", as dark as a nightmare.

The men rushed out of the room and toward Roden.

Luoden took his time and said "hum".

As soon as his voice fell, those weirdos covered in white sheets all fell to the ground, seemingly losing their lives in an instant.

Roden did not rush forward and stopped where he was, observing these people to see if there would be any other changes later.

Suddenly, his whole body became weak.

His heartbeat gradually accelerated, his forehead quickly became hot, his breathing was no longer smooth, and his nostrils were blocked and burning.

"Sick? The essence of this psychological shadow is the fear of getting sick?" The experienced Luoden suddenly realized.

This is a relatively common psychological shadow, and Roden has experienced it in several rooms.

If it was just like this, he felt that this psychological shadow was not a big problem. If he went back to prepare, and tried three or four more times, he should be able to find a suitable and effective solution.

At this moment, Roden, who had become a little weak due to illness, heard voices in his ears:

"you are sick."

"You're infected!"

"You have to be isolated and treated."

"Come and get the injection."

"We have stretchers and disinfectants ready."

"..."

Roden looked around and saw doctors and nurses in white coats coming one after another at the end of the corridor.

Some of them were carrying stretchers, some were holding needles, and some were carrying bandages. They all had the same face.

Yes, although these doctors and nurses all wore masks, so Roton couldn't see clearly what they looked like, but he intuitively realized that they were essentially the same.

Then, he discovered that the stretcher being carried, the needle being held, and the bandage being carried all had eyebrows that looked very similar to those of doctors and nurses.

Bright and bright.

"Don't run away!"

"Get treatment quickly."

"Just a shot and it'll be fine."

"..."

The noisy voice echoed in Roden's mind, causing his forehead to throb and making him feel dizzy, as he was already sick. He seemed to be about to pass out.

He was about to try to deal with these monsters when his arm suddenly felt a stab of pain.

Luoden hurriedly turned his head and found that he had been given an injection in his right arm.

It was the wall that gave him the injection, the wall of the corridor!

The walls also have eyebrows similar to those of doctors and nurses!

"Okay, you've been anesthetized." The wall said.

Luo paused and felt sleepiness rolling over him in an unbearable manner.

He knew it was bad, so he quickly took two steps back and fell backward.

With a plop, Luoden fell out of the "131" room.

He instantly became conscious, no longer affected by the anesthesia, and no longer felt sick.

Luoden climbed up in silence, stared at the "131" room in front of him, and said to himself after a long time:

"very dangerous……"

…………

In the ruins of Marsh No. 1, Shang Jianyao woke up near noon.

"After dinner, we will leave here and go to the hydropower station, and then look for Linhe Village along the river." Jiang Baimian informed him of the next arrangements.

Shang Jianyao nodded:

"How long have you been awake?"

The two of them didn't go to bed until almost dawn, having been responsible for keeping vigil before.

"It didn't take long." Jiang Baimian replied energetically, "It's mainly because the biological clock hasn't adapted yet and I didn't sleep well enough."

Shang Jianyao said "Oh" and glanced at Long Yuehong and Bai Chen who were busy preparing lunch:

"I'll relieve myself first.

"Wait, it's okay anyway. I'm going to take a walk in the 'Soul Corridor' to see if there are any changes in 'Zhuang Sheng's' room, to see what the state of '506' is during the day, and to see if there is any 'New World' hidden in the surrounding rooms. 'The door?"

Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:

“You don’t know what you will encounter next, so there is no need to explore the ‘corridor of the soul’ with all its complications.

"Well, just take a look at the changes in 'Zhuang Sheng's' room."

"Okay." Shang Jianyao wasn't so forceful.

After a while, he returned to the living room, sat cross-legged on the ground, leaned against the guardrail next to the floor-to-ceiling window, pinched his temples on both sides, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the "Soul Corridor", Shang Jianyao once again opened the vermilion door of room "102".

He took a step inside, and a deep blue and almost black sea appeared in front of him.

The sea is endless and the sky is extremely dark.

At this moment, the darkness moved and "moved" a certain distance into the distance.

It turned out to be a huge bird that covered the sky!

"It's boring." Shang Jianyao has seen similar scenes too many times and has long been tired of aesthetics. Therefore, his expression is cold and indifferent.

He immediately exited the "102" room.

…………

In the afternoon, the "Old Adjustment Team" drove away from the Marsh No. 1 ruins via the road they came from, which was the old world's Ojiang City.

Immediately afterwards, they circled around the ruins of the city, looking for the endless river.

This took Jiang Baimian and others a full two hours, and finally, a river with wide waves even in winter appeared in front of them.

A little further away, where there are mountains and rivers, a hydropower station stands majestically.

"Look downstream first." Jiang Baimian gave the order.

Long Yuehong, who was in charge of driving, said "hmm".

After a few seconds, he who had been silent before asked to himself:

“Why does the company hide that the ruins of Marsh No. 1 are a matter of Ojiang City?

"This cannot be concealed at all. We can find the answer to any ruin hunter who has been here."

What he meant was that the company was not deliberately hiding from himself and others, but that there was a problem with the permission settings.

"Maybe you don't want us to know that the last Buddhist holy land is here too early?" Bai Chen tentatively guessed.

"But we will know sooner or later." The honest Shang Jianyao said one thing.

Jiang Baimian guessed thoughtfully:

"Make a time difference?

"More than two years have passed since the ruins of Swamp No. 1 were discovered. If the company really wants to make up for the time difference, it is enough to do anything..."

The four members of the "Old Tune Team" were puzzled by the anomaly of "Pangu Creature" in this matter.

Even if they add that the big boss is the "commander" of the year and treats the company's people as captive livestock, they still can't get a reasonable explanation.

With such doubts, the "old tune team" discovered a village when it was getting dark.

This village has an ancient architectural style and is located in a river bend, hidden in the afterglow. However, due to its location, the "old tune team" cannot see whether there is an old locust tree at the entrance of the village on the other side.

"Is this here?" Jiang Baimian asked Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao, who was on the right side of the back seat, stuck his head out of the car window and looked carefully for a few seconds:

"Maybe, maybe, probably, it's more similar."

"It's very rigorous." Jiang Baimian felt itchy with hatred.

She turned to Bai Chen and said:

"Don't rush into the village yet, go around to the other side."

Anyway, the focus is on the old locust tree.

Bai Chen, who was taking turns driving, nodded and let the vehicle drive through the wilderness outside the village.

At this time, there was still some white snow, which made the tires squeak.

"Speaking of the old locust tree, I remembered a ghost story." Shang Jianyao suddenly leaned forward and said to Long Yuehong in the passenger seat.

"Stop!" Jiang Baimian interrupted him.

Shang Jian Yao followed the good advice and closed his mouth.

Not long after, they arrived at the entrance of the village via a roadless road.

A huge locust tree stood there, its gray-brown, bare branches decorated with a little white snow swaying in the wind.

"It's bald." Shang Jianyao pointed out.

"This is winter." Jiang Baimian rolled his eyes at this guy, "Is it the one you saw in the psychological shadow of 'Zhuang Sheng'?"

"It looks very similar, but it doesn't have any leaves." Shang Jianyao was not sure.

Jiang Baimian took a breath and said to Bai Chen and Long Yuehong:

"Stop the car.

"It should be right here."

The last Buddhist holy place.