When Li Yi rushed to the private zoo like an arrow, the night had already covered the entire zoo like a thick and dense black silk. As soon as he stepped into the zoo gate, a strange and restless atmosphere came to his face like a surging tide. The air was filled with the animals' roars and low moans, mixed with the unique fishy smell of wet soil and the green smell of grass and trees. This mixed smell went straight into the nose, making people's hearts tighten suddenly. The director had been waiting anxiously at the door, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his eyes full of panic and helplessness, like a frightened deer. He didn't care about the greetings at all, and hurriedly led Li Yi to the depths of the park. Along the way, the street lights seemed to be frightened by the strange atmosphere, flickering non-stop, and the flickering lights reflected the uncharacteristic behavior of the animals in the cages on both sides. Look, the lions, which are usually majestic and domineering, are now like ants on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in the small and cramped space anxiously, and occasionally looking up at the night sky and roaring low and powerfully, with their golden manes standing upright, as if openly demonstrating against the fear that came from nowhere; look at the monkeys again, the lively and clever spirit of the past is gone, and they huddle tightly in the corner, their black bean-like eyes are full of panic, and their squeaking cries are full of anxiety and fear.
The compass in Li Yi's hand trembled violently as if it had gone crazy, and the pointer was spinning wildly, as if trying desperately to break free from the constraints of the compass, pointing directly to the dense and deep woods behind the park. Li Yi took a deep breath, suppressed his inner tension, followed the director quickly, and ran in that direction. This forest is usually sparsely populated, and now it is shrouded in the inky night, it looks even more eerie, as if a giant beast is lurking here to devour its prey. The trees are tall and straight with lush branches and leaves, and the layers of branches and leaves are intertwined with each other, just like weaving a huge black net, cutting the watery moonlight into pieces, with only a few faint rays of light, struggling to penetrate the layers of branches and leaves and projecting onto the ground.
When he came to the edge of the woods, Li Yi seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and stopped abruptly. With his extremely keen intuition, he sensed that a strong and ancient breath was hovering here. He slowly lowered his head and saw a strange and mysterious light flickering faintly in the grass. Although the light was weak and dim, it exuded an elusive mysterious energy, as if some ancient mysterious power was quietly lurking here. Li Yi squatted down carefully, held his breath, and gently pushed aside the dense grass, and surprisingly found an ancient vicissitudes of life stone slab. The stone slab was engraved with extremely complicated and mysterious Bibles. Those symbols seemed to have life, flowing and flickering faintly under the cold moonlight, emitting a cold light.
Li Yi's heart was moved, and he hurriedly turned to ask the director about the origins of this forest and the zoo. The director raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, his voice trembling violently, and said with a bit of panic that many years ago, this land was a holy place for an ancient tribe to hold solemn sacrifices. Later, the tribe moved elsewhere, and this place gradually became deserted until it was developed and built into the current zoo. Hearing this, Li Yi thought to himself that perhaps it was those mysterious and solemn sacrificial activities that accidentally awakened some mysterious power that had been dormant for thousands of years. Now that this power was disturbed rashly, it triggered a series of bizarre and strange phenomena in the park.
Thinking of this, he stood up, quickly glanced around, and then firmly locked on a long-abandoned cabin not far away. The cabin was dilapidated and dilapidated, with moss and winding vines crawling on the walls. From a distance, it looked like an old man who staggered from the depths of time, full of vicissitudes and loneliness. Li Yi slowly approached the cabin, and the movement of the compass in his hand became more and more intense. He knew in his heart that the key clue must be hidden here. He raised his hand and gently pushed open the shaky door, and the house was immediately filled with an old and decayed smell, which made people's throats itchy and almost coughed. With the weak light coming through the crack in the door, he found a dusty wooden box in the corner.
When he carefully blew away the thick dust on the wooden box and slowly opened the lid, a mysterious and powerful force rushed towards him, like an invisible big hand gently patting his face. Several items were quietly placed in the box: a bone flute with a simple and elegant shape, exuding a sense of years of precipitation. The flute was carefully carved with strange and mysterious totems, as if if you listen closely, you can hear the long call from ancient times; a mottled bronze mirror, although the mirror surface is blurred and full of scratches of time, but in the flow of light and shadow, it seems to still reflect the dusty years of the past; there is also an ancient book carefully bound with parchment, the paper has turned yellow and fragile, and it is covered with mysterious and complex patterns and obscure texts, which record in detail the solemn and solemn sacrificial rituals and strict and mysterious taboos of the ancient tribe.
Li Yi picked up these items with a serious look, and he already knew how to solve the difficult dilemma in front of him. He walked out of the wooden house steadily and stopped in an open space in the woods. He used the ancient stone slab as the foundation and placed the bone flute, bronze mirror and ancient books in order. Then he sat on the ground with a pious look, closed his eyes slightly, and began to chant the ancient spells recorded in the ancient books in a low voice. As his low and rhythmic chanting sounded, the air around him seemed to be injected with a mysterious power, becoming more and more solemn. The wind in the woods seemed to understand the spell and whistled beside it, responding to it. However, just as Li Yi was concentrating on chanting, suddenly, a gloomy and biting cold wind whistled past, rustling the surrounding grass and trees. The ancient book spread on the ground was turned over by an inexplicable force. The originally stable light began to flicker, as if something was resisting his comfort. Li Yi was startled, but then he calmed down and quickened the rhythm of his chanting, trying to regain control of the situation. But then, a strange black shadow flashed from the depths of the woods at an extremely fast speed, like a black lightning, accompanied by a creepy scream, which seemed to come from the underworld, echoing in the woods, making people terrified.
The director was so scared that his face turned pale and he almost collapsed to the ground. Li Yi hurriedly stopped chanting, stood up and supported the director, and whispered a few words of comfort. After the director recovered a little, Li Yi re-examined the surroundings. He found that the mysterious force seemed to be intentionally interfering with him and did not want him to solve the mystery smoothly. So, he decided to change his strategy and start with ancient books, carefully studying those obscure texts, trying to find a way to deal with them.
After some hard study, Li Yi finally found a record in the ancient books, which mentioned a special ritual. It was necessary to use the bone flute to play a specific tune, and then match the angle of the bronze mirror to reflect the moonlight, in order to establish effective communication with this mysterious power. Li Yi adjusted the position of the bronze mirror according to the ancient books, so that the moonlight was accurately reflected on the bone flute. Then, he took a deep breath and blew the bone flute. The flute sounded melodious but revealed a mysterious power, like a call across time and space, echoing in the woods.
Gradually, a hazy and illusory light and shadow slowly emerged in the center of the open space. It was the image of an elder dressed in the traditional costumes of an ancient tribe. His face was vicissitudes and wrinkles, but he could not hide the innate majesty. His eyes revealed endless vicissitudes and loneliness and deep resentment. Seeing this, Li Yi hurriedly stood up, holding the bone flute and bronze mirror in both hands reverently, and respectfully showed them to the elder. In a gentle and sincere tone, he slowly told him about the vicissitudes of the times and the earth-shaking changes, telling him that this land has now become a warm home for animals to live and work in peace and contentment, and it is time to let go of the grievances and hatreds of the past.
The elder's eyes lingered on the bone flute and bronze mirror for a long time, and the originally strong resentment on his face seemed to have loosened a little. He stared at Li Yi deeply, his lips trembling slightly, as if he was immersed in deep memories, and seemed to be weighing the pros and cons and considering the present. After a moment, he slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the ancient book that carried the memories of the years. At the moment when his fingertips touched the ancient book, a soft and warm light slowly emanated from his fingertips. The words on the ancient book seemed to be injected with vitality, and slowly emerged with golden brilliance, as if they were in a spiritual resonance with the elder across time and space.
Li Yi keenly captured this subtle change, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, speeding up the rhythm of chanting, and devoted all his heart and soul to open a mysterious passage to the spiritual world. In an instant, the light was so bright that it seemed like a scorching sun in the sky, illuminating the entire forest. The elder's video gradually faded in this dazzling light, turning into stars and dissipating in the vast night sky. At the same time, the animals in the zoo, who were originally restless and terrified, gradually calmed down. The lion lay down leisurely on the ground, regaining its former calm and majestic state, and the monkeys became active again, playing and fighting happily among the branches.
The director witnessed this magical scene with his own eyes, and was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and the tears in his eyes rolled down uncontrollably. He held Li Yi's hand tightly, and his hands trembled slightly due to excessive excitement. Thousands of words were contained in this handshake, and all gratitude was self-evident. Just as Li Yi was about to take a break and take a breath, the mobile phone in his pocket rang sharply again at an inopportune time. He took out his mobile phone and listened. A hurried, panicked and panicked voice came from the other end of the phone. Upon closer inquiry, it turned out to be from a theater with a long history and a great reputation. It is said that recently, strange and bizarre music as if from hell will be heard from the theater every night. When the actors are putting on makeup backstage, strange and gloomy faces will often appear in the mirror without warning. The audience also reported that when watching the performance, there is always a chill slowly climbing up from the spine, as if a cold venomous snake is wandering on the body, making them shudder. Li Yi hung up the phone, packed his bag without saying anything, and strode towards a new unknown mysterious place. He knew that this thrilling battle with supernatural forces was far from over...
When Li Yi arrived at the theater, the lights were just coming on. There was a lot of traffic outside the theater, and the bustling scene formed a very sharp contrast with the gloomy and strange world he was about to step into. The architectural style of the theater is elegant and retro. The tall and majestic stone pillars are like the arms of a giant, steadily supporting the gorgeous and dazzling dome. The golden decorative lines are shining under the light, showing the glory of the past. However, at this moment, Li Yi has no intention of appreciating the beauty of this magnificent building. He can clearly and keenly feel that a chilling breath is seeping out from the crack of the theater's door, like an invisible ghost hand, gently touching his skin.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and stepped steadily into the theater hall. The hall was empty and silent, like an abandoned ancient tomb, which was creepy. Only the gorgeous and dazzling crystal chandelier above his head swayed gently in the breeze, making a faint and crisp tinkling sound, as if it was the only "living thing" in this silent and dead world. The compass in Li Yi's hand jumped wildly, like a frightened hare, guiding him to walk quickly to the back of the stage. In the backstage dressing room, cosmetics were scattered all over the floor, as if they had experienced a fierce fight. The mirror was covered with water vapor and blurred. Some handprints could be vaguely seen, as if someone had wiped the traces of panic in a hurry. In the corner of the dressing room, Li Yi seemed to be led by a mysterious light and found a tattered diary. The diary paper is yellow and fragile, exuding a pungent musty smell. The handwriting on it is crooked and illegible, but it records in detail a heartbreaking tragedy that happened in the theater decades ago. It turned out that there was a talented and brilliant young actress at that time. Because of jealousy and malicious frame-up, she lost the opportunity to star in the theater she had always dreamed of. In despair, she hanged herself in the basement of the theater and died. Since then, strange noises have often been heard in the theater, as if her resentment that she was unwilling to leave was haunting this gloomy corner.
Li Yi took the diary and had already made up his mind. He walked carefully step by step along the narrow and dim stairs to the basement. The basement was dark and damp, like an underground water world. Water droplets seeped from the walls, dripping down and echoing in the silent space, like the grief-stricken cry of wronged souls. At the end of the basement, there is a long-sealed storage room that seems to have been forgotten by the world. Li Yi's compass trembled violently here, as if it wanted to break free from his control and almost flew out of his hand.
He raised his hand and pushed open the door of the storage room, and a pungent smell of rancidity hit him, like a gust of foul wind. The room was full of worn-out props and costumes, like an abandoned warehouse of sundries. Among the pile of sundries, Li Yi found a delicate and small jewelry box as if he had discovered a treasure. Opening the jewelry box, there was a sparkling and dazzling necklace. The pendant of the necklace was a crystal clear sapphire that seemed to hide the sea of stars, emitting a cold and mysterious light in the dark. There was also a photo of the actress when she was young. In the photo, she smiled brightly, like the warm spring sun, and her eyes were full of longing and expectation for the future.
Li Yi returned to the stage with a serious look, holding the necklace and the photo. He lit a candle in the center of the stage, as if lighting a lamp of hope, placed the necklace and photo next to the candle, and then began to chant a soothing spell softly. As he chanted, the temperature on the stage dropped sharply, as if it had suddenly entered the cold winter, and the candle flame was swaying, as if it would be extinguished by the cold air at any time. Suddenly, a white figure slowly emerged on the side of the stage. It was the young actress.
She was wearing the costumes she performed that year. Her face was haggard and pale as paper. Her eyes were sad and seemed to be endless. She stared at the necklace and photo in Li Yi's hand. Li Yi whispered: "The dead are gone, your talent should not be buried, your resentment should be put down, and let this theater return to peace." The actress's figure trembled slightly, as if her heartstrings were touched, and tears seemed to flash in her eyes, like stars in a summer night.
Just when Li Yi thought that things were about to be solved smoothly, an accident happened again. The actress's figure suddenly became blurred, the temperature around her dropped sharply, and a stronger resentment seemed to surge from the ground. Li Yi realized that these items alone were not enough to completely soothe her soul, and perhaps there were deeper reasons. He opened the diary again, carefully looking for clues, and found that the actress had left a letter before committing suicide. The letter mentioned her love for the stage and her obsession with a lost script. She believed that the script was the salvation of her acting career, but she was unable to find it during her lifetime.
Li Yi's heart moved, and he decided to look for the lost script in the theater. With the guidance of the compass, he carefully searched every corner of the theater. After a hard search, he finally found a dusty and dilapidated script in an abandoned utility room on the top floor of the theater. Li Yi returned to the stage with the script, showed it to the actress again, and said sincerely: "This is the script you have always been thinking about. Your talent will be passed on through it. Let go of your resentment and go where you should go."
The actress's eyes fell on the script on the stage, a trace of surprise and relief flashed in her eyes, and then her figure gradually became clear, and the resentment in her eyes completely dissipated. Seeing this, Li Yi sped up his recitation and devoted all his energy to open the passage to the afterlife for her. In an instant, a strong light flashed, like a lightning that cut through the night sky, and the actress's figure gradually dissipated, and the chill in the theater also faded away, as if the warm spring sun dispelled the winter haze. The actors and the audience never encountered strange things again, and the theater returned to its former bustle and vitality, like a phoenix nirvana.
But before Li Yi had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the ringtone of the mobile phone broke the calm again, this time from an ancient and mysterious castle. The owner of the castle anxiously told that the paintings in the castle would automatically change positions every night for no reason, and the walls often ooze blood-like liquid, like the tears of the devil, and the footsteps of unknown origin echoed in the corridor, like the wandering of ghosts. Li Yi hung up the phone, his eyes as firm as a rock, and rushed to the next mysterious place without hesitation. His adventure continued...