Chapter 229 Radio Instructions

Wang Ye walked over in confusion, wondering why there was a radio in the library. Could it be used to play foreign language words? I still have nothing to do and listen to a little song, but I would be a little cautious singing this at night.

"Could this be some kind of trap?"

Li Xiaoming looked around and saw that there were some empty ghosts wandering nearby, but he didn't pay attention to them.

It shouldn't be a trap to catch birds in a cage. If the monster has that kind of intelligence, there is basically no need to play with it, but it cannot be ruled out that it is the work of other cultists.

Wang Ye said: "Then don't worry about it for now. Let's go to the second floor first."

Li Xiaoming nodded and was about to go up. Suddenly, he found that the door on the second floor was locked, and a password was set on it. He was reminded that if he missed entering it three times, the door would be locked. This time, both of them were stunned.

So I came back without success, thinking about how to break the door.

Li Xiaoming was looking at the radio and thinking silently, as if there was nothing special about it.

A long metal antenna, a silver-gray shell wrapped in rusty iron, and two particularly large speakers.

"No, it's definitely not that simple when there are sounds in this place."

Li Xiaoming picked up the radio and looked at it up and down. It weighed about five kilograms and could be put into the portable space.

A few special books attracted him, and he suddenly became interested. He picked up the three books and looked at them one by one. "The King in Yellow", "Mortal Hymn", "The Rite of the Corpse Eater".

Strange, why are these three books placed under the radio?

These three books seemed to have been casually left on the table, ready to be borrowed later.

But the question arises. If this person is interested in evil myths and legends, it would be enough to borrow those two books. Why should he also bring "Hymn to Mortals", a book that specifically records the stories of ordinary people.

I casually flipped through a few pages of content, which were very ordinary. After thinking about it, I can't figure out the reason. It's probably just put there as a decoration.

Li Xiaoming sighed, picked up the radio, and suddenly felt dizzy. The harsh noise echoed in his ears, and he hurriedly put it down again.

Wang Ye asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Li Xiaoming shook his hand to prove that nothing was wrong with him and puffed up his chest again. "The situation is not good. It seems that we were late and someone got there first. But we have to investigate first. Let's search from these books first. I will take a rest first and take it easy."

Wang Ye was a little worried, but still nodded.

He was flipping through the book when he suddenly made a sound of "eh".

He looked at the thick "Hymn of Mortals", which was the original Salsian language, only the first part.

The last three pages were actually torn out. Wang Xie looked at the villain who tore off lines and destroyed books at will! I feel a little depressed. I am looking forward to the next plot, but you just wiped out all six aspects of the content for me.

Throwing the book aside, he picked up "The King in Yellow" and suddenly noticed that two corners of the book were folded at the back of pages 8 and 9.

"Wait, I seem to have realized something?"

Wang Ye opened "The Book of Corpse Food" excitedly. Only then did he realize that four lines from the beginning to the 64th sentence had been crossed out by ink.

He looked a little angry, put his elbows on the table, and scratched his hair with his hands, looking very distressed.

The three books are torn pages, dog-eared, and inked. If you correspond to pure numbers, it should be 324.

But there is no way this three-digit password can be connected with the six-digit password upstairs, so what does it mean?

He took out the button on the top of the radio, sorted it by skipping the end, then clicked 324 again.

It turned out that I just paused it and nothing seemed to happen.

Wang Ye did not give up. He repeated the three numbers in sequence, but found that it was useless. He sat down again, looking at the three books and lost in thought. The moon outside gradually became brighter.

In the end, he had no choice but to wake up Li Xiaoming. This kid had a brighter mind.

"I can't do it alone, but I found some details. They are "Mortal Hymn", "King in Yellow" and "Corpse Eating Ceremony". Correspondingly, three pages were torn out at the end, 8 and 9. There are two dog-eared pages, and the other one contains 64 sentences of the Three Character Sutra with four paragraphs crossed out. Can you help me find out what’s going on?”

Wang Ye said a lot at once, and Li Xiaoming fell into surprise after hearing it. It felt like déjà vu. Yes, the moment he touched the tape recorder, there was a strange sound in his ear, which was a reminder.

“Let me think about it carefully, it seems that I have dreamed that the recorder should have password input restrictions.

"First of all, if this is not a correspondence between words, then it is a correspondence on the bookshelf. The range is on the first floor. After all, the door on the second floor is locked."

Wang Ye said: "That's right."

"For "Hymn to Mortals", just run to the last bookshelf from left to right, and then count to the third row. There is an identical book there. Turn to the last page, there is the answer you need."

Without further ado, Wang Ye hurried over with the book in his arms. On the third line, he found an identical Journey to the West. When he turned to the last page, there was a red "five" printed on the book.

"Well, I found that the corresponding number is five." Wang Ye shouted excitedly.

"That's good, you should know what to do next, right? Forget it, I'll tell you everything. One of your answers just now was wrong. In "The King in Yellow", instead of counting sentences, it counts every four The paragraphs form a row, and you should be able to find an identical copy in the 17th row and the fourth column.”

Wang Ye immediately ran over, and sure enough, there was an identical book in row 17, row 4.

The four sentences written above correspond to -? ? 3? . It seems to be the order of puzzle solving.

"You should understand next, my head hurts a bit, so I'll leave the exercise to you." After Li Xiaoming said a few words, he fell asleep again.

Wang Ye was particularly speechless. It seemed that the four digits were arranged in a code. But I only have three books, so who took one of my books? There is no other way, let’s decipher the King in Yellow first.

He first ran to row 7 and started checking. There is another identical book.

The two dog-eared corners corresponded to the second line. Sure enough, I found a book. When I turned it, the number exposed was a big 2.

Wang Ye thought for a while. Since it was three books and Li Xiaoming told himself so responsibly, there shouldn't be any problems. "The King in Yellow" does not correspond to the seventh or eighth row in the second row, so it should be in the eighth row of the bookshelf, and there should be an identical book in the second row.

Li Xiaoming suddenly raised his head again and said, "There is one more thing I forgot to tell you. "The King in Yellow" is a cursed script, and anyone who watches it will be punished." After saying this, he fell down again.

Wang Ye was stunned, looked at the book in his hand, then used brute force to tear it into pieces, then took out a lighter and lit it.

"Physical destruction, purify you and me."

Then it’s time to get down to business again. Sure enough, there is the third Liaozhai on the second row. The corresponding number on the eighth page is 4——? ——? ——

There is actually one missing password. It seems that the first line should be 4.

He immediately came to the radio and began to think about how to replace it with other content.

Start by selecting the button above. 4? 3? , the other two known answers are five and two.

4532 pressed the buttons on the radio in this sequence, and the click-click sound sounded rhythmically. As expected, some changes occurred, and the sound became somewhat clearer, without the accompanying noisy electronic music.

The machine suddenly made a long squeaking sound, and the empty ghost wandering nearby suddenly stopped moving.

After a while, the sound of the machine began to change into the strong voice of a man.

"Welcome to Ultimate Fear. Congratulations on successfully cracking the puzzle. The password to go upstairs is 254088."

Wang Ye was not surprised at all when he heard the strange voice coming from the radio. He just wanted to know how to escape from this ghost place next.

"Li Xiaoming, we succeeded!" Wang Ye shouted excitedly.

"Great job, be quiet, I'm sleeping." Li Xiaoming lay on the table and gave a thumbs up.

The recorder continues to play.

"Warm reminder, you will hear a magical conversation next. After listening, please complete the task quickly and return the radio to (crossed out), be careful, be careful."

After calming down, I clicked start, only to find that a paragraph at the end was blocked.

Next a horrifying recorded poem plays.

"Requiem for the Silent One, do not respond to the applause after listening to it."

"Blood and tears fertilize flowers and bones, keep moving forward and don't look back."

"The body of the god is buried in the abyss of darkness, and the devil's hand covering the sky does not open your eyes."

"Thousands of cavalry are under swords and armor, and the dark soldiers are taking advantage of the way and don't block the way."

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Every time a sentence is read on the radio, the sound changes, such as an old voice and a young girl's voice. Moreover, the surrounding air actually became extremely cold, making Wang Ye's hands and feet tremble a little.

Campus Eight is incredible, why are there only four sentences? He thought carefully, if the enemy came before them, what was the purpose of leaving these clues?

Only in this way can all this be explained.

Suddenly, the door of the library was pushed open, and the empty ghost crawled on the ground, crawling forward cautiously. He smelled the scent of prey, and he was hungry for a meal.

"Tch, I was scared by you the first time we met, but I'm not afraid of you the second time we met."

Then Wang Ye walked over with a smile, then grabbed the empty ghost, rotated his head 360 degrees, making a crisp and loud sound of bones breaking, and then grabbed his neck and smashed it against the wall.

The entire wall was covered with a huge amount of black blood. Konggui was struggling on the ground, but because the brain was connected to all parts of the body and his neck was broken, he couldn't control his body to move again.

The only part that could move was her head, and she opened her mouth in anger.

Wang Ye looked at the monster that had lost its fighting power and was still struggling. He spat, wiped his hands, turned around and sat back by the window.

The deep black sky seemed to be invisible, without any temperature, not even starlight. The vast land was filled with darkness, and people were tortured to the point of being unable to move.

The black figures walking by the window from time to time, the occasional screams from the campus, and the grinding sounds of monsters hunting at night, all filled Wang Ye's ears.

"Little brother, are you awake? We have to complete the task quickly, otherwise the school will be in great danger." Wang Ye shook the sleeping Li Xiaoming.

Li Xiaoming stretched out and suddenly felt much clearer. He seemed to have been accidentally tricked just now, so it was not too bad to simply give him a reminder. It did not consume a lot of energy.

"Okay, let's set off."

Li Xiaoming took the rose cane and accompanied Wang Ye to the second floor.