The people who made up their plans followed Qin Sanqi and left the photo studio.

The streets are still bustling with people, but the shadows in the sky are really slowly pressing down, and the light and shadows are reflected on the faces of every pedestrian, giving them a strange feeling of grotesque.

Xiang Ya regained her composure, noticing that Qin Sanqi's eyes were looking at a certain direction in the sky again, she followed her, slowly calculating the direction in her mind.

Qin Sanqi quickly retracted his gaze, and said to everyone: "Let's start observing along the road from here. I don't recommend acting separately. I'm worried that there will be accidents in the upside-down realm, and we will suddenly fall out of our shadow."

Everyone understands that although their shadows are trapped in the Upside Down, they are not dead, and we still need to guard against their sudden appearance.

"Okay, let's go then."

"Wait, Qin Sanqi!" Cheng Shiwei came out of the shop again, holding a camera in his hand, "I don't know if I will use it, but you should take it with you."

Qin Sanqi took it over, "Okay, thank you."

Suddenly he said to Cheng Shiwei: "We will find a way to get out of here."

Cheng Shiwei said: "I hope you succeed again, after all, you are the shadow of leaving here once."

He watched Qin Sanqi leave the shop before slowly walking into his original position, continuing to repeat meaningless movements.

Qin Sanqi took the location of the photo studio as the starting point, walked to the side with few people first, and ordered others to observe different directions, so as to find the difference as soon as possible.

As the crowd walked, a little boy holding a bunch of candied haws came towards him. Fang Yi quickly recalled the image he remembered just now, making sure that he had never seen this kid before.

He hurriedly said, "Brother Qin, this kid."

Qin Sanqi picked up the camera and quickly took a picture. He looked at it carefully for a few times, and then continued walking.

After walking about ten meters, a stall selling small accessories appeared on the side of the road. Zhu Jia said, "The owner is also here."

Qin Sanqi took another photo. He stared at the photo of the camera, and checked the photo of the little boy just now with some anxiety. Seeing that it was still in the camera, he felt a little more at ease.

Qin Sanqi continued to walk, and another companion found someone who was not in the photo Cheng Shiwei had taken before.

He photographed those passers-by one by one.

The strange feeling in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Xiang Ya looked at him sideways, and said, "Brother Qin, are you thinking that this camera can clearly take pictures of things that are not fictionalized by the ontology, why Cheng Shiwei didn't take pictures of these, right?"

Qin Sanqi looked dignified, "Have you discovered this problem too?"

Xiang Ya said "hmm", "I wonder if this is a sign of memory solidification. The shadows on the Street of Rebirth are gradually bound to the memories in Li Gui's heart, so the shadows cannot distinguish between true and false."

"But we are new dreamers who have come here, and we are not counting things in memory. Maybe it is because of this that we can use the camera to take pictures."

"However, if this is possible, when the scene captured by the camera disappears, it means that we are also being solidified." Hearing Xiang Ya's guess, Hong Niansi added.

Qin Sanqi slightly exerted his hand holding the camera, and said, "Then hurry up and take a picture before it's solidified."

Everyone's process is getting faster and faster, and it didn't take long to finish walking one side of the street, and found 8 people who hadn't been photographed.

These 8 people also represent that they do not belong to the memory of the dreamer, but from the deepest memory of the ghost.

Xiang Ya's previous guess was correct, there were indeed some other things mixed in here.

Even in the later stages of observation, Zhang Fanyu, who is good at summarizing the characteristics of portraits because of his special occupation, has figured out what the clothes and behaviors of passers-by are imagined by Li Gui.

Zhang Fanyu told everyone that the languages ​​of those people should belong to the same place, and the types of clothes are similar, giving people a very similar feeling.

With that vague intuition, everyone finds the strangeness much faster.

Qin Sanqi reconfirmed that the 8 people in the camera were still there. He pursed his lips and said, "We've finished searching here. We'll go to the side where the sculpture is located to observe."

"Then let's go." Huang Zha looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky and urged.

Everyone relied on the method provided by Zhang Fanyu to speed up the recognition of people on the street and in buildings.

They proceeded in an orderly manner for half an hour, and they walked near the sculpture. At this time, the camera had captured 22 people who should not exist in the Street of Rebirth.

But at this time, the thing that worried Qin Sanqi the most happened. He looked back through the previous photos and found that the appearance of the little boy eating candied haws had disappeared.

This means that they are also starting to be solidified by memory.

Qin Sanqi immediately told Xiang Ya and the others about this.

Zhang Fanyu looked at the watch in his hand and replied, "There are about 15 minutes left until the end of the mission."

They spend nearly three-quarters of their time finding people.

Everyone quickly guessed a reasonable story line based on the extra people.

But Xiang Ya still didn't participate in the discussion this time. She just asked Qin Sanqi which camera he borrowed. She walked to the statue alone, raised her mobile phone and aimed at the kind-hearted eyes in front of her, carrying a navy blue bamboo basket and wearing an indigo blue Female figurine in floral cloth.

The woman is exactly the same as the statue in the real Brahmaputra.

At that time, everyone came here in advance and asked the nearby store about the sculpture. They only said that the sculpture has existed for more than ten years and came from a local folk story.

It is said that at the time of the war, a local beautiful woman named Huang Zhen was spotted by foreign officers and wanted to marry her.

But Huang Zhen just wanted to be with her family. Unexpectedly, the officer became angry and beheaded her relatives and friends. In the end, Huang Zhen vowed to die and chose to commit suicide to leave her soul in her homeland.

The locals decided to erect a statue for Huang Zhen in order to eulogize Huang Zhen's will to represent the Chinese people's will to die rather than yield.

This story is very familiar to the locals, so when Xiangya and the others were asked, almost everyone's version was like this.

There was only one mad woman passing by who grabbed Xiang Ya and said that Huang Zhen was not dead, but left Vietnam with the foreign officer to enjoy wealth. Everyone was deceived by her.

Xiang Ya kept this very different ending in mind at the time, and until now, she thinks that maybe the meaning of the story's existence also implies something.

She snapped back from her memory and turned the camera on the statue.

With a "click" sound, the shutter was pressed.

Looking at the camera, something different really appeared in the photo——

A woman with scars all over her face was being trapped by thorns. As Qin Sanqi and Zhang Fanyu mentioned, her face was tired and old, her eyes were full of viciousness, and she stared at the camera that came over.

The photo is frozen at this moment.

Xiang Ya glanced at him and pressed the back button, and continued to raise the camera, but this time, it was aimed at the sky, at the light path that he deduced based on Qin Sanqi's sight of the sky just now.

Soon, wandering trails of light appeared in the photo, and it looked like a large meteor was about to fall through the downturn.

She went back to check the photo of the woman she had just taken, and found that the speed of memory curing was accelerating, and the ferocious figure of the woman was no longer there.

Xiang Ya was not surprised at all, she raised her voice and asked Qin Sanqi, who was still trying to figure out how Wei Shaoping was abducted.

"Brother Qin, if you look up at the sky, can you still see Guangdao?"

Qin Sanqi raised his head when he heard the sound, except for the gradually approaching upside-down state in the sky, Guangdao disappeared at some point.

He felt uneasy for a while, a little worried about the disappearance of Guang Dao, and everyone didn't even have a hole card to leave here in the end.

With only 12 minutes left, everyone's reasoning progress still did not advance.

While talking about his guess just now, Qin Sanqi vaguely felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't say it.

At this time, Xiang Ya walked back from the sculpture with the camera in hand, and Fang Yi hurriedly asked, "How is it? Did you find anything new?"

Xiang Ya glanced at everyone, mentally organizing what to say next.

"It has been found that the degree of memory solidification is getting deeper and deeper, and we are about to become dead objects in the ghost's memory."

Saying this is equivalent to saying nothing.

Fang Yi's expression flashed disappointment.

"However, I can confirm who the target of the mission on the way home is." Xiang Ya's words immediately whetted the appetite of others.

Dudley blurted out, "Isn't it Gui Chi's mother, Wei Shaoping?"

"It's her, not just her." Xiang Ya looked at everyone, pointed at each of them, and drew a circle, "The way back includes our way back."

"There's one more thing that remains here."

"Huang Zhen."

The name Huang Zhen was not unfamiliar to them. After all, everyone heard her stories from the locals from time to time before entering the dreamland. Even the other version told by the crazy woman caught Xiang Ya.

"You mean Huang Zhen can't find his way home either? So he needs our help?" Huang Le said, he could only guess like this.

Xiang Ya didn't deny it, but offered a new idea: "Do you remember the name of our dungeon?"

"It's called Luo Sheng."

"As far as I know, the name of the dungeon was not chosen by An Cheng, but was automatically generated by the hotel system based on the characteristics of the dream dungeon."

"The dungeon "Cat's Belly" that I participated in before doesn't sound like something at first glance, but it is a typical dungeon whose name hints at key clues. Li Gui Gao Tiantian's sea of ​​consciousness is hidden in the belly of the black cat. .”

"As for the word Luo Sheng, we may be most familiar with the term 'Luo Sheng Gate'."

"Rashomon is not only the gate between hell and the world, but also the difference between fact and illusion[Note 1]. If the parties involved have different descriptions of an event, it will eventually make the event more confusing. The truth is thus hidden in the illusion, and this is the famous Rashomon incident."

"Whether it's the shadows we encountered, forming a false image with our body, or the appearance of a ghost that makes the Street of Rebirth look like hell, or the magical way of light can also make Brother Qin escape from here..."

Xiang Ya paused, looking around at the dark and windy streets around him.

"Everything is implying that there are Rashomon's characteristics here."

"The gates of hell and the double image of true and false are all there, and the last one is missing—"

Zhang Fanyu couldn't help but continue with this sentence: "The dispute caused by each sticking to their own words."

"Yes, that's right, this is it." Xiang Ya looked at him and continued, "But in fact, this is also there."

The others said in unison: "Description of Huang Zhen's story!"

"Yes, the locals and mad women describe it from their own perspective, but the truth still needs us to come here in person to piece it together."

Xiang Ya took a deep breath and said, "The mission on the way home is actually a mosaic mission."

"We can't get out of here if we only solve one."

The author says:

Are you forgetting that I mentioned paying attention to the statue before? In fact, there is a linkage here, it is a mosaic task~The difficulty of SSS is reflected in this kakaka~

(Note 1 The explanation of Rashomon comes from Baidu Encyclopedia.)

(The copywriting has a lottery. The deadline for calculating the subscription rate is 0:00 on the 28th, so everyone should not buy it after 0:00. The system will not enter it (covering your face). I thought it would end in September, but it seems to be 10It's a month, let's continue to meet in October hehe!)