Chapter 275: The Source of Pollution That Hangs People on Trees

"So good..."

Lu Xin squatted down, touched the head of the skinless puppy, then picked up a stone from the side and threw it out, pointing: "Go."

The skinless puppy looked at Lu Xin silently for a while, and ran out to pick up stones silently.

Lu Xin stepped down the kickstand of the motorcycle, took out a small notebook from the bag, looked at the half-burnt and dead tree in front of him, and the scattered corpses with ropes around their necks under the tree, and began to record silently, and made some analysis:

Pollution source: big banyan tree in the wilderness

Pollution method: Make people lost, similar to ghost wall, and attract people to the tree and commit suicide

Cause of appearance: ...

He looked up at the tree.

The tree is just an ordinary tree, which Lu Xin can confirm by switching to "Mom's vision".

When switching to "Mom's vision", he will lose the ability to see the spiritual monster directly, but he can understand what ordinary people see.

For example, when the tree changed just now, I looked over and saw a mouth on every leaf of the tree.

But from my mother's perspective, the tree was still the same tree, but there were some strange distortions in the air around the tree, as if the tree was constantly emitting radiation.

Through my mother's perspective, Lu Xin could understand the state of these spirits, whether they were hostile to me, etc.

In this way, Lu Xin also tried to analyze how this pollution source appeared.

A tree cannot become a pollution source for no reason.

So, was it the first person who hung on the tree who affected the tree, making it a parasite of the pollution source, and eventually turned into this weird appearance, and began to affect the people passing by, or something else?

There may be many reasons, but it requires some more in-depth research and analysis.

Lu Xin himself is not a professional in this area, he just thought about it a little and recorded it.

After all, these records will be sent to the Special Purpose Vehicle Department, and they are all for money...

The Special Purpose Vehicle Department will pay you according to the importance of the cases and information in the records you provide.

...

"Ah, uncle, uncle..."

"What...what happened?"

Just when Lu Xin wrote down everything he had encountered since he was trapped in the wall and found the tree in his little notebook, the uncle and nephew who had just tried to put their heads into the noose woke up under the half-burned banyan tree.

They were confused for a while, then panicked and climbed up with a shout.

The first thing was to pull up their pants.

Their belts were all on the tree, and their underwear was on their heads, so...

Lu Xin just glanced at them silently, then lowered his head, unable to bear to look at them anymore.

The uncle and nephew were accustomed to running in the wilderness, and compared with ordinary people, their reactions were fast.

After they pulled up their pants and woke up, they saw the half-burned tree next to them, and the bodies of different degrees of decay hanging on the scattered branches on the ground.

They also saw their belts tied to the tree trunk.

Recalling the last scene of their memory, they suddenly reacted and their faces turned pale.

"We..."

The uncle's lips moved and his voice was dry: "We... were possessed by ghosts?"

Lu Xin on the side smiled and put away his little notebook, saying: "I just said that there are no ghosts in the world..."

Their voices attracted the attention of the uncle and nephew, and the two looked at him in panic.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down nervously: "Is it... you who saved us?"

"..."

Obviously, he had tied his belt to the tree, but he was suddenly rescued, and the tree was half burnt again.

The person who followed him was riding a motorcycle and staying not far away leisurely. Of course, he was saved by someone else.

"Little brother, what happened just now..."

The uncle and the young man looked at each other, slowly got up, tried to smile, and walked towards Lu Xin.

"It's a kind of pollution."

Lu Xin also looked at them, and said with a gentle smile: "This tree is a source of pollution. You and I just now were actually polluted by it, so we kept circling around. When we panic or get tired to a certain extent, we will be subconsciously led here by it, and then involuntarily, we will become neighbors with those people hanging on the tree..."

As he said this, he also glanced at the people scattered on the ground on the branches next to him.

The explanation was as clear as possible, but the uncle and the young man still felt a little uncomfortable looking at the smile on his face.

But at this moment, Lu Xin had already smiled and extended his hand to them, saying: "Introduce yourself carefully."

"I'm from Qinggang, do you know Qinggang?"

"...Our Qinggang is pretty good."

"When I was in Qinggang, I dealt with this kind of thing. At first, I just had some doubts, and I wanted to discuss it with you in detail, but I didn't make it clear. But I want to thank you. Without your help, I couldn't clean it up so quickly."

"..."

"This..."

Looking at Lu Xin's friendly outstretched hand, the uncle was panicked, but still shook hands with him boldly.

After all, he was so enthusiastic, and it seemed very impolite not to shake hands with him.

Then he swallowed his saliva and said guiltily: "We...what did we help?"

Lu Xin said seriously: "You helped me find the location of this pollution source by being polluted."

"..."

The uncle felt a little strange, as if something was wrong?

"Okay, it's all right now."

Lu Xin retracted his hand, stepped down from the car, and said, "Can I ask you for another favor?"

"Ah..."

When the uncle heard the word "help", he was a little panicked: "What...what's the matter?"

Lu Xin looked at the bodies lying in all directions under the big tree with ropes around their necks, and said, "Deal with them."

There are many ways to pollute. Some pollution sources of assimilation nature turn other individuals into their own branches and extensions, just like the street corner cafe that Lu Xin first came into contact with.

When the main pollution source dies, other severely polluted individuals will disperse and flee, and may develop into new pollution sources.

In this case, eliminating the pollution source will cause it to spread.

Lu Xin doesn't know if this tree has similar properties, but it's better to be careful.

If these people hanging on the tree also belong to this situation, then leaving them here is likely to continue to affect the people around them and form other pollution effects. Of course, it is unknown whether it will be a ghost wall or something else at that time.

So under Lu Xin's instructions, the two uncles and nephews sealed their mouths with handkerchiefs and carried out all the bodies one by one.

They piled them up, and broke off some dry leaves from the half of the tree that had not been burnt, and picked up a lot of weeds from the surroundings, and piled them next to the bodies. At the same time, they did not forget to clear a fire prevention zone around them.

There are two ways to completely eliminate the possibility of these bodies continuing to pollute.

One is the most convenient, using special bullets to shoot them one by one.

But that would be too wasteful.

The other simplest way is to burn them clean.

...

The fire quickly started, and it seemed strangely warm in this dark wilderness.

Lu Xin and the uncle and nephew squatted not far from the fire, watching the fire burn quietly.

"Little brother, want one?"

The uncle took out a pipe, a stack of paper strips cut into long squares, pinched a handful of tobacco into the paper strips, rubbed his thumb and index finger deftly, and rolled a small trumpet, then dipped some saliva on it and handed it to Lu Xin attentively.

Lu Xin looked at the place where his saliva was stained, was silent for a while, and said: "I have it."

Then he took out his own silver flat cigarette box, took out a cigarette with a gold filter from it, and held it in his mouth.

He lit it with his own zippo lighter and smoked slowly.

"This cigarette box is so beautiful... The lighter is also beautiful..."

The young man next to him looked at it with his eyes wide open, and his tender face, which had already had some weathered colors, was full of envy.

"It's OK!"

Lu Xin replied calmly and gestured to him: "You want one too?"

The young man's eyes lit up: "Okay..."

Lu Xin watched him take the cigarette box readily and light one up. He was silent for a while and said nothing.

...

The three of them smoked cigarettes and squatted in front of the fire. The uncle couldn't help but asked in a low voice:

"What exactly is this pollution?"

Lu Xin took back his cigarette box and lighter, carefully put them back in the bag, and explained softly:

"In fact, it is a new disease after the Red Moon incident. It is contagious, but it spreads mental illness."

"The infected people look... ordinary people will not find their abnormalities from the outside, but it can be clearly seen that their mental state is not right... Well, you can understand them as mental patients who are in pain!"

Although they have signed a confidentiality agreement, they are now in the wilderness, and Lu Xin feels that he can still talk about it.

Besides, he thinks it is beneficial to talk to these people.

The wilderness is not like the high-walled city, where someone has been paying attention to these things and protecting ordinary people.

Just like this pollution source, although the pollution effect is not particularly strong, it has still killed many people.

Judging from the earliest corpses, it has been there for an unknown period of time.

Lu Xin is not sure. If this pollution has been here all the time and no one cares about it, then as it pollutes more and more people and its pollution capacity becomes stronger and stronger, theoretically, will it hang all the people in the world on the trees one day?

…

"Mental patients..."

Uncle listened and suddenly reacted: "Ah, aren't those crazy people who appeared before?"

Lu Xin was slightly startled, then nodded: "Yes."

In fact, he has never seen many crazy people since he was a child. The last time he went out of the city, he saw one, but before he could see it clearly, it was hit to death by a gecko.

After a rough explanation, Lu Xin stopped talking.

…The main reason is that there is not much content in his training, and it will be exposed if he talks about it again.

Moreover, the fire in the fire pile at this time was already small. The corpse inside naturally could not be burned to ashes by such a fire, but it was already dry and smelly, and the moisture had been dried. Such an inactive corpse basically has no possibility of contaminating others. Although the mental power can be parasitic, it must have a certain degree of activity. It can't be parasitic if it is burned like this.

Lu Xin crushed the half-smoked cigarette, held it in his hand, and smiled: "It should be possible to go out now, I'm leaving."

Watching him get up and walk towards the motorcycle, intending to go their separate ways.

"Leaving now?"

The young man was obviously reluctant.

The uncle seemed to be thinking more, and suddenly he stood up: "Little brother, wait..."

Lu Xin turned his head and looked at him curiously.

The uncle hesitated for a while, but still made up his mind and said, "Brother, if you are specialized in cleaning this, then we..."

"Can we ask you to help see a patient?"

"..."

"Patient?"

Lu Xin was slightly stunned and a little curious: "What kind of patient?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be hesitating, and the young man next to him seemed to guess what he was going to say, and suddenly became a little nervous, but facing Lu Xin's curious eyes, the middle-aged man still made up his mind and said boldly: "I don't know if you have heard of..."

"...Change the head?"