I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 382 Tupakong people, step into the abyss

Empty person.

After receiving the key words, James' attention was immediately focused on the professor who was speaking at the podium.

The latter is no different from ordinary scholars, dressed in a suit and tie and speaking in a measured manner.

But what he said was less like that of a teacher imparting scientific knowledge and more like that of a preacher.

The other party's speech did not last long, and soon the bell rang, indicating the end of the class.

The professor finished the lecture, and except for collecting the materials, the rest of the students stood up and left without saying a word.

James lowered his head and saw the name of the university written on the upper left corner of the table in front of him.

Bridge Builders Academy.

It was as if a bomb suddenly exploded in his brain, exploding with a "boom"!

I was clearly lying on a bench by the roadside, so why did I end up at the Bridge Builder Academy? !

There is still nearly an hour's drive in between!

No…no, no, no!
Along with the unfamiliarity comes great fear.

James realized that he couldn't stay here any longer, so he immediately stood up and ran outside.

But at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Among the many students in uniform, there was a girl with short bob hair.

Amanda!
The girl next door who had been missing for nearly a week and whose life or death was unknown was actually here!

James's idea of ​​leaving was immediately dispelled.

He stood up and shouted the other person's name loudly, while rushing forward, parting the crowd and trying to hold her hand.

But after just a glance, the girl's back disappeared at the classroom door.

In a hurry, James didn't care about politeness anymore and used his strong body to push away the young men in front of him.

But how can the power of one person shake a group of dozens of people?

James' pace finally slowed down, and when he actually came outside, Amanda was no longer there.

A huge sense of loss emerged from his heart.

The frustration of having something within reach but missing it also calmed him down.

Just at this moment, a voice came from behind James.

"Good morning sir."

The latter turned his head and saw the opponent who had preached on the stage before standing in front of him with a smile on his face.

"How can I help you?"

Looking at the gentle and friendly professor in front of him, James temporarily gave up looking for Amanda.

Since the latter appeared in this college, it means that the direction of his investigation is correct.

This is a rare opportunity, so we might as well take this opportunity to investigate the origins of the Bridge Builders Academy. Perhaps we can find out the cause of death of those young men and comfort their souls in heaven.

"Sir, I want to know what a hollow person is..."

When asked this question, the professor smiled mysteriously, and the confident look on his face showed that he had answered this question countless times.

"The so-called empty person is a focal point for hidden energies to gather and manifest what you want."

"Sorry, this is a bit too obscure. Can you explain it in more simple terms?"

James was still confused, but he was alert in his heart.

This is undoubtedly a gathering place for cult members, and you cannot believe a single word that comes out of their mouths.

The professor was not angry, but patiently pulled him to a stool on the side.

"It is a veil between form and flesh. Through some means, this veil can be penetrated, and form and flesh can be combined. So that things that did not exist before can appear in this world."

"It's amazing, isn't it? Legend has it that only God can do this feat of creating things, but humans can also do it."

As he spoke, he intertwined his fingers.

“Our understanding of things is lost in repetition. We even forget the meaning of certain things.”

“Even your name, after so much repetition of spelling and writing, will start to sound like gibberish.”

“What is the truth of this world? Are there connections between people that cannot be deduced by modern science?”

"I hope you can stay a little longer this time and touch the most essential and original truth."

James didn't understand the other party's nonsense, nor could he get any useful information out of him, so he just stood up and spoke coldly, changing his previous seeker's demeanor.

"I have never been here before, so why would I mention 'this time' or 'that time'? I'm sorry I won't keep you company."

He left the professor, but the latter was smiling, as if he couldn't sense the change in James' attitude.

James walked down the stairs to a meditation room, where a tape recorder was playing recordings that sounded like doctrinal material. Many believers sat cross-legged together, contemplating the painting on the wall that was empty except for darkness.

It was like staring into an abyss.

James suppressed the discomfort in his heart and continued to walk deeper.

As he went deeper, his brain began to dizzy again, and this time, it was accompanied by pain.

The horrible hallucination came to him again, and when he passed by a mirror, he suddenly saw a tall black shadow in a tattered robe appear behind him.

But when I stopped to look, there was nothing.

James shook his coat pocket subconsciously.

The sound of the pills hitting the glass bottle made James feel a little more at ease.

He went deeper into the cave. Behind him, a group of believers who were visualizing pictures turned their heads silently and in unison, watching him step into the darkness.
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"Su, this time, really opened my eyes."

Inside the house, Tom leaned back in his chair and took a bite of an apple. Although he was chewing, his eyes were empty.

The scenes of last night were still replaying in his mind, so much so that he couldn't sleep at night and was in a trance.

The destructive power generated by that action could be described as a human nuclear bomb.

It is hard to imagine the extent of damage that would have been caused if this battle had taken place in the bustling city of London.

"Could he be the legendary land immortal?"

Tom couldn't help but guess so.

"do not know."

Katie's tone sounded a little listless.

In the morning, she actually came face to face with the two people who came to visit Su.

Ron... Theresa...

These two have good figures and good looks. Not only are they rich, they are also extraordinary people who can deal with evil spirits.

I originally thought that the two Hollywood actresses were already strong enemies, but I didn’t expect that there was another master.

What should we do with the all-round numerical crush?

Does she still have a chance?

Katie sighed, feeling lonely.

For a moment, he had no motivation to continue sorting out the information, so he stood up from his seat and walked aimlessly to Tom's side. But he found that his younger brother was concentrating on checking the dense text on the computer.

Such an abnormal phenomenon attracted Katie's attention. She immediately leaned over, and when she saw the content clearly, she frowned.

"What are you looking at this kind of thing for?"

On the computer was information about a small religious group called the Bridge Builders Church.

Based on the description, Katie judged that they were a typical doomsday sect, that is, a sect that believed in the end of the world or the millennium.

They look down on everything in this world, pursue beauty beyond the flesh, and are prone to do extreme things.

In addition, the document also contains some information related to mysticism and some inexplicable sentences.

Life is a disease… infection is a blessing… the brain itches… suicide is a form of mind control…

Even those who don't know what a doomsday cult is can use this to determine the composition of the "Bridge Builder Church."

"I mentioned James to Su before. I was curious and searched for the information he mentioned, and found these."

"What they believe in does not seem to be native to Earth."

Tom said as he gathered the information.

"They believe in the existence of a noosphere, the idea that all thought and consciousness can be unified into one, connected to some greater being."

"But I have never heard of the noosphere having such a meaning."

"It's very much like a forged concept from a cult practice. They use a term that has appeared before and give it a completely new meaning, making it a part of mind control."

Katie discussed calmly.

"These people are obviously crazy to conduct experiments related to Tupa manifestation."

Tom followed what Katie said and found the relevant paragraph.

In 1991, the Bridge Builders Church attempted to manifest Tupa in the United States, but a terrible riot ended up happening, and almost all the participants died.

The last survivor also committed suicide in the hospital.

“What is Tupa?”

Tom was a little confused and asked his older sister who knew a little about everything.

"Tupa means phantom. It refers to a mind that is independent of the main consciousness and is generated in the brain. You can simply think of it as a dual personality, or a fantasy partner."

Katie paused at this point.

Buddhism originated in India, and after spreading to different places, it changed according to local conditions.

For example, there are island Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism. There are also derivative branches of Buddhism in the area where Bhutan is located.

The founder of the Bridge Builders Church was said to have gained enlightenment in Bhutan, probably because he saw some unknown mysterious beings there.

"But isn't dual personality a mental illness? After suffering a serious trauma, the mind will create an imaginary partner as a self-protection mechanism to accompany oneself or bear the pain on one's behalf."

"How does it have anything to do with the occult?"

Tom was a little confused when he heard this.

"That's true, but it's passive, while Tupa is something that people actively imagine and constantly reinforce with self-suggestion. In mysticism, there is a big difference between active and passive, you have to remember this."

After listening to Katie's additional explanation, Tom suddenly realized.

"That is to say, in 91, those who participated in the experiment imagined an identical non-existent person and attempted to make him appear, right?"

When talking about this, Tom was also quite emotional.

“What a bunch of lunatics.”

It was obvious that they failed at the time, otherwise all the participants would not have died.

But the problem is that the Bridge Builders Church still exists openly.

Do they abandon their previous failed plans?
"No...I have to talk to Albert and the others."

Tom always had a bad feeling in his heart.

The urban legend may not exist, but this doomsday cult has really killed people.

It was too dangerous for James to continue investigating.

He took out his cell phone and skillfully dialed the number of the stern plainclothes policeman.

"Hello."

"Officer Albert, this is Tom. I have something to tell you about James."

Tom couldn't wait to share the secrets he and his sister Katie had discovered, but he was interrupted before he could even open his mouth.

The words he uttered almost made the former's heart skip a beat.

"Tom, which James are you talking about?"

"Albert... this joke is not funny at all."

Tom smiled awkwardly, with some fantasies in his mind.

"James, that's the former policeman who showed up at the police station a while ago and helped you resolve the situation with the rude parents and teenagers blocking the door. He's an alcoholic who looks like a homeless person."

"Didn't you and Charles tell me about his past in person before?"

"What past? Tell me about it."

Tom immediately repeated everything he had learned before.

After listening, the person on the other side was silent for a moment before speaking.

"We did have a plainclothes policeman named James in our police station. His case was similar to what you said, but he didn't have a wife or son, so there was no such thing as death in a car accident."

"James was drinking because he lost his best partner during an arrest mission."

"Although there are some discrepancies, James does exist. Why did you react like that, Officer Albert..."

Although Tom was still doubtful, he felt a little relieved.

Unexpectedly, Albert's next words were like a bolt from the blue.

Tom hung up the phone in a daze, and this reaction made Katie realize that something was wrong.

"What did Albert say?"

Tom turned his head woodenly, looked at his sister, and spoke slowly.

"He said that James passed away in a car accident more than a month ago... His coffin has been buried, so it is impossible for the things I mentioned before to happen..."

Katie took a deep breath.

A serious deviation between self-perception and the world can make it difficult for people to distinguish whether what they see is real or an illusion.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be helpless and lost in it.

But they are different.

Those who will never be deceived, anchored by them.

So, James does exist.

But if that’s the case, how do we explain what Albert said?
Could it be that their memories have been modified by an unknown entity?

With such doubts, Katie edited all of this into a text message and sent it out.

(End of this chapter)