Chapter 311: Chapter 275: Rendezvous

In the chat group of the Official Group, apart from the group owner [Pen Cultivator], there were other members with nicknames all over the place, and the messages they sent were all just the words ’scary’ and ’not scary’, as if they were voting on other people’s stories.

In the middle of the chat record was a story written by a researcher, which Sang Que took and showed to Sang Wan, watching it with their mom.

[At night, an abandoned temple, a man is searching for someone, recalling that nearly a thousand baby corpses had been discovered in this temple, making him very nervous. Knocking sounds approached, and the man followed the sound to find a woman who had fallen into a well. The woman pleaded for help, and the man lay down and reached out, grabbing the woman’s hand, which was cold.

Just as the man was about to exert force, he suddenly heard a baby’s cry. In a daze, he found himself at the bottom of the well, surrounded by white sacks neatly stacked, rustling with the sound of a baby’s cry. The man and woman had bizarrely swapped places, with him still holding the woman’s hand.

The next moment, the woman shook off the man’s hand, said ’sorry’, turned around and vanished. Pressing her inexplicably swollen belly, the woman ran out of the temple with a child’s voice affectionately calling, mommy…]

The story was just that long, and the man in the story was Zheng Xuan. The woman was surely the friend of that Huaxia girl they met at the hotel.

To match the tone of a horror story, the ending was written in such a way, surely out of necessity. At least, both of them didn’t die in the story, and the girl haunted by the baby’s spirit would surely get help from the research institute.

Moreover, the underlying logic of this story was for the next person to appear and replace Zheng Xuan in the well, allowing him to leave with the baby’s spirit. Hence, before the next person finds Zheng Xuan, the probability of him being alive is quite high.

Sang Wan took all the materials and reviewed them from the start again.

Sang Que exchanged thoughts with Zheng Wujun, who seemed a bit pessimistic about finding Zheng Xuan.

If it were on Huaxia soil, the Zheng Family could have many means to track Zheng Xuan’s whereabouts, but unfortunately, in the Southern Ocean, Huaxia’s methods are significantly hampered.

A few hours later, the plane landed in the Southern Ocean Capital. The three of them pushed their luggage out of the airport, met by an onslaught of heat.

The Southern Ocean, being tropical, meant that in February in Yu City, Sang Que and Sang Wan still needed down jackets, but here, they switched to short sleeves, with temperatures constantly above 30 degrees.

The people coming out of the airport mostly changed into Southern Ocean-styled floral shirts, straw hats, and sunglasses in the changing room. There were even people in traditional Southern Ocean dance costumes dancing inside the airport, coconut trees and promotional paintings of golden-domed temples and elephants everywhere.

A young woman with short hair, sunglasses, a vest, cargo pants, and tanned skin leaned against an off-road vehicle on the roadside, looking around.

She was Wu Cheng from the research institute’s mobile team. She had sent a photo in the morning, wearing exactly this outfit.

“Hello, I’m Sang Que.”

Sang Que walked over to greet her, and the woman pulled down her sunglasses, sizing him up, then looking at Sang Wan and Zheng Wujun who was carrying the luggage behind, she couldn’t help but say, “You really look like a family. Get in the car.”

Ye Changqing allowing a minor like Sang Que to come over surely indicated that Sang Que had special abilities, and Wu Cheng wasn’t foolish enough to underestimate someone because of their age.

They even had a six-year-old autistic child at the research institute, with a rank higher than hers.

Zheng Wujun took the front passenger seat, while Sang Que and Sang Wan sat in the back. After getting in the car, Wu Cheng briefly introduced herself.

“…Do you have anything you want to ask?”

Zheng Wujun looked at Sang Que through the rearview mirror. Sang Que leaned forward, closer to the driver’s seat.

“How is the person Zheng Xuan rescued?”

“She’s returned to the country and is currently in the research institute. After Zheng Xuan rescued her, I arranged a medical examination for her at a local hospital. She’s three months pregnant, but she’s been single for nearly a year, and had an abortion two years ago.”

This indicated that the woman was targeted by something sinister in the temple because of her abortion. Her sudden pregnancy after leaving matched the situation depicted in the horror story.

“Do you have a way to handle this?”

Wu Cheng glanced at the rearview mirror, “Yes, the medical department of the research institute has experience in this area, rest assured, there won’t be any problems.”

In Huaxia’s folk horror culture, ghost babies are very common, and the research institute has successful cases of separation.

“I have no more questions. Tell us what you’ve found.”

Sang Que leaned back in his seat. His mom was quietly enjoying the scenery outside. Although it was a dangerous mission abroad, she remained relaxed.

Wu Cheng indicated for Zheng Wujun to help take out some documents from the front of the car, “Recently, I’ve been investigating and monitoring that abandoned temple. After Zheng Xuan’s disappearance, I reported it to the police. With the embassy’s coordination, it was a ground-scraping search, but to no avail.”

“Then regarding Golden Child, I need to correct a concept for you. In the Southern Ocean, Golden Child is divided into two types. One is because of abortion, accidental stillbirth, or various reasons, babies who couldn’t be born in time, transformed into baby spirits. After being baptized by Buddhist Law, they become Buddha Children affiliated with the Buddhist Sect. To differentiate, let’s call this type Buddha Child first.”

“Buddha Children don’t commit evil. After sincere offerings from ordinary people, they protect the family. Once the merits are complete, they’ll quietly leave. The other type is the Golden Child we’ve encountered, also called Yin Child or Ghost Child, but let’s stick with the names we’ve been using.”

“At the place where Zheng Xuan went missing, thousands of baby corpses were discovered a few years ago. Some say the temple collected them for transcendence to prevent immoral people from exploiting them, while others say the temple itself has issues, being a supplier of materials for Golden Children.”

At this point, Zheng Wujun asked, “Have you come into contact with those who manufacture Golden Children locally?”

Wu Cheng nodded, “For the past two months, that’s mainly what I’ve been doing. But ever since that Southern Ocean woman in Huaxia died, they seemed shocked and all went into hiding. As a foreigner, it’s hard for me to reach them!”

Zheng Wujun finished reading the documents in hand and passed them to Sang Que in the backseat. Sang Que briefly flipped through them and then handed them to Sang Wan.

These documents weren’t very useful to her. Finding clues in them was too time-consuming.

“Where are we going now?”

“To the hotel, I’ll first take you to eat.”

Sang Que checked her watch; there was still some time until nightfall. The flower sedan could only be used after dark, and the Ghost Realm wouldn’t easily catch the monks’ attention at night.

To find clues, she only needed to visit the abandoned temple and use the Ghost Eye to take a look.

With a plan in mind, Sang Que leaned against her mom, looking at the scenery outside together.

From the airport to the city center, the outside was dotted with Southern Ocean-style golden-domed temples, many tricycles carrying tourists on the streets, and monks in robes.

City center roads were congested, and when parking, Sang Que saw two policemen walk by outside. Her gaze settled on the guns at their waists.

She remembered the Southern Ocean allows gun possession. Thinking of this, Sang Que’s eyes lit up.

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