Melted City - Chapter 62

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Ning Gu’s first reaction was Jiuyi. +++ Ranking of the latest Danmei novels: www.sto123.cc

This dog head mask was the first mask he saw when he fainted in Lost Valley and opened his eyes to see Jiuyi.

No one knows what Jiuyi looks like. Ning Gu feels that this mask is probably one of his transformations. It is different from other bats with metal buckles directly on his face.

But how could Jiuyi be here?

He was very shocked.

Lianchuan didn’t know if there was any shock, but his emotions would never affect his actions.

While Ning Gu was still shocked, Lianchuan had rushed into the cave.

The dog’s head only had time to grab the book on the table, and Lianchuan had grabbed his wrist.

But what Ning Gu did not expect was that the dog head could actually draw his hand from Lianchuan’s hand, and took the book into his hand.

Then the dog’s head jumped out from behind the table and escaped towards the hole.

Lian Chuan grabbed the man’s back collar with his backhand.

The man raised his hand violently and threw the book in his hand outside the hole.

Ning Gu already knows that this is definitely not an ordinary book. This man’s first move from entering the hole is to keep this book.

He quickly reached out and grabbed the corner of the book.

But the dog’s head was thrown so violently that even though he grabbed a corner, the book flew out in a hurry.

Lian Chuan loosed his hand and wanted to rescue another one before the book fell. The dog’s head was snatched in front of him, blocking him, and then rushed to the hole to make a leap.

Both people and books disappeared under the cliff.

Ning Gu threw himself down at the entrance of the cave and ran down. He couldn’t see anyone, and could not hear any sound.

“This is not the ground,” Lianchuan also looked at the probe. “It is not connected to the flat ground over there.”

“Did you see that man!” Ning Gu turned to look at him, “That mask! Doghead!”

“Yes,” Lianchuan squatted down and looked down again, “same as the mask of Jiuyi.”

“How could this happen?” Ning Gu was still immersed in shock and could not extricate himself. Perhaps Jiuyi’s brainless image was too deep in people’s hearts, and he was always crazy and moody. “Connected together, “Do you think it is the same mask? Or did Jiuyi have any chance to see this mask and make the same one?”

“It’s the same one,” Lian Chuan said. “The mask he wears has a small gap under his left eye, as does the nine wings.”

Ning Gu was shocked again: “Why didn’t I pay attention?”

“So you are not me.” Lianchuan stood up, turned and walked back into the hole.

“I just didn’t hear the sound of his landing,” Ning Gu followed the hole. “Is it empty below? He didn’t fall to death?”

“I can’t judge,” Lianchuan walked to the table. “We can’t walk for the time being. We can’t jump back to the original path. Jumping directly from here may fall to an unsafe place…”

“It’s okay,” Ning Gu said. “You can look at this hole first. Anyway, you are the most (strong qiang) hyena in the main city, and you can live without dying.”

“Let’s see where you tear it off.” Lianchuan reached out.

“What did you tear off?” Ning Gu froze.

Lianchuan pointed to his right hand.

When Ning Gu lowered his head, he was surprised to find that he was holding a piece of paper in his hand. It should have been torn off when he grabbed the book, but he never noticed because of the excessive tension.

“This shape…” Ning Gu doubted his eyes when he handed the paper to Lianchuan.

“Take a look at the one on you.” Lianchuan should have discovered the same thing.

The torn corner of the paper was exactly the same shape as the paper he had picked up before.

While he was frantically rummaging through himself, Lian Chuan had already read the words on the paper.

“The paper is gone!” Ning Gu looked up at him sharply.

“The words above are the same ones you picked up before,” Lianchuan shook with a piece of paper between them, “It’s the same.”

Ning Gu froze in place.

After a while, I asked: “Isn’t it that I took it out and held it in my hand?”

“This paper is new.” Lian Chuan said.

Ning Gu stared at the paper twice, and indeed, the paper was much whiter than the one he found.

“Collect this one,” Lian Chuan said.

“I picked up the paper that I tore off myself?” Ning Gu carefully inserted this piece of paper into his clothes. Some couldn’t understand it. “Is it right in time? Are we in the past?”

“Not necessarily,” Lian Chuan thought for a long time. “According to Uncle Crazy, we are just living in another square of the horse lantern. The current square may be next to it, on the left, or on the right, but no matter It’s just now, and even before, it’s just before this one, not necessarily before ours.”

Ning Gu squatted to the side and leaned against the wall. It took a long time to digest Lianchuan’s words.

“How did that paper get to Tongue Bay?” he asked. “Why did it turn yellow when I picked it up?”

“I don’t know,” Lianchuan replied. “Maybe it’s really been in Tongue Bay for a long time. After all, when a traveler arrives in a ghost town, the ghost town exists at least as long as the main city.”

Ning Gu was silent.

“Why don’t you say “You don’t know anything”?” Lian Chuan asked.

“I don’t know if this is normal,” Ning Gu said. “It’s scary when I know it.”

Lianchuan got up, walked to the bookcase next to it, and randomly pulled out a book.

“What kind of book?” Ning Gu asked.

“Fairy tale collection.” Lian Chuan said.

“Fairy?” Ning Gu didn’t understand.

“Probably just…” Lian Chuan flipped over, “Tell the children something that exists with some non-existent stories.”

“I haven’t heard it.” Ning Gu said.

“Neither am I,” said Lianchuan. “Only children in the settlements like the greenery can hear such stories.”

“Settling in,” Ning Gu tilted his head back. “I don’t know what happened to the thing above the main city, what happened to the ghost town, Stray Valley… The first thing after we went back was to find Jiuyi. ”

“What do you think he knows.” Lianchuan pulled out another book.

It was a picture book, he turned it over, and it was all in color.

“Who is that person he doesn’t want to see?” Ning Gu said, “Why does he have that mask? Where was he born? Why is it in Lost Valley? Why don’t you brain… do you think he is really brainless? ”

“Neither the poet nor Qi Hang can affect him. This is a fact, but he is much more complicated than we thought,” Lianchuan turned around and took the album to Ning Gu’s side, “Here.”

“What?” Ning Gu turned away. “I don’t know the word.”

“Paint,” Lian Chuan said, “Don’t you want a picture? There are almost one or two hundred pictures in it.”

“Really?” Ning Gu quickly turned his head away, and took the book away, and the batter opened.

Then I rummaged over and over, from head to tail, back and over again, and finally stopped: “What is this painting? Nothing is known.”

“Isn’t this a person?” Lian Chuan turned openly and pointed to a picture.

“Whoever looks like this, this painting is like a scavenger, it’s black,” Ning Gu said. “Like this painting, Uncle Mad also painted it.”

“Then what you want is not painting,” Lianchuan said, “it’s a photo.”

“It’s a painting.” Ning Gu said.

“It is a picture drawn.” Lian Chuan said.

“You know farts.” Ning Gu was not convinced.

“You understand.” Lianchuan said.

Ning Gu froze for a moment, watching him laugh: “You react quickly to laugh at people in this respect.”

Lian Chuan (gougou) grinned.

The books on the bookshelf were even read by Chuan Chuan. There was nothing special about it. They were all story books and picture albums. Although the content and expression of the stories were completely different from those he had been in contact with since childhood, he did not mention all kinds of things. I know, but I can almost understand the difference between the two grids.

It’s just that he wanted to find some non-fiction content, or something with some technology (sexuality), that could help him understand the world in front of him, but found nothing.

The owner of this bookshelf seems to have deliberately avoided these, or that the owner of the bookshelf only needs these vivid, (tuo) away from reality stories.

What is the relationship between this man and Jiuyi?

Was that Jiuyi not wanting to see him? Or Jiuyi himself?

The dog-head mask is quite large, and Lian Chuan’s observation of Jiu Yiben’s face is far less meticulous than the mask. Now let him recall the only mouth and chin that came out under the mask. It is really difficult to judge whether it is the same person.

“If this piece of paper can reach Tongan Bay,” Ning Gu said, “Where did it come from? There are a lot of ghost towns that I haven’t seen before and can’t figure out what to use (the dry gan). Tugu trading, at least is there any way to connect the ghost town with other grids, where is it?”

“If it’s not outside the border,” Lianchuan said, “that’s the car. Is it true that the traveler followed the car all the way?”

“Yes, but I didn’t come back,” Ning Gu said. “Will it disappear, will it also become an empty shell, piled outside the boundary?”

“Where did consciousness go?” Lianchuan poked his chin.

“Are we conscious now? If we can’t go back, there is only one shell left in the Lost Valley.” Ning Gu said.

“What about other consciousnesses?” Lianchuan looked at the direction of the cave entrance. “Just that one was a human, still don’t know which consciousness came over?”

“Don’t scare me.” Ning Gu stared at him.

“If you say that,” Lian Chuan looked at him, “Whose consciousness is the poet? What about the poet’s shell?”

Jiuyi squatted on the pointed vertebrae at the bottom of the recitation hole, looking at the golden light that kept gathering in front of her eyes.

“Call them back.” Jin Guang hadn’t had time to gather into Qi Hang’s face, and the top hat squatting on the bat opened first.

Jiuyi looked at the clear three scratches on his face, “Who are you?”

“Lianchuan! Ning Gu!” Qi Hang pushed forward violently and forced him in front of Jiuyi. “Call them back. Do you know where they went!”

“I know,” Jiuyi raised his index finger, and his slowly extended finger pierced through Qi Hang’s nose, shaking it, “Poet’s World.”

“If they go to the world of poets, they can go to other worlds,” Qi Hang said. “When they figure out what’s going on, you will give up your efforts!”

“I don’t know what I have accomplished,” Jiuyi retracted his fingernails and looked at him. “Do whatever you want?”

“You…” Qi Hang retreated sharply and rushed forward again.

“I only know you,” Jiuyi’s finger sticks out again, tapping gently on the mask, “want to be the **** of all worlds.”

“I am the only one who can only live by consciousness.” Qi Hang said.

“Wei San,” Jiu Yi said, “If you count a poet, it’s Wei Si. Too many, don’t you squeeze?”

“Don’t you squeeze!” Fu Luo shouted under the cusp.

“Shut up!” Qi Hang slammed down and forced Fulu in front of him.

Jiuyi leaped up from the vertebrae, fingertips from top to bottom, split Qi Hang’s face from the middle into two, and then jumped back to the top of the vertebrae: “You talk to my people, be polite. ”

“How old are you?” Qi Hang’s face rose again. “How old are you?”

“I don’t know,” Jiuyi suddenly laughed, and the sharp laughter echoed in the vertical hole, floating all the way up. After a while, he stopped and looked at Qi Hang, “I only know that you are afraid of me, you I’m not afraid of poets, but you’re afraid of me. You surrendered your eyes, and the body you want to borrow is also surrendered, just to tell me that you didn’t see anything.”

“It’s good not to know anything,” the golden light gathered began to slowly spread out. “Some things, I will regret it when I know it, and I will despair when I think of it.”

The bowler hat crouching on the bat silently hid in the darkness.

Jiuyi didn’t speak.

“So you never regret and never despair.” Jin Guang spread out, and the voice also spread out.

Several black rings jumped quietly to Jiuyi from all around.

“How is it?” Jiuyi asked.

“The scavengers are back in the bubble,” a black ring whispered, “the people who fed the bubble in the main city disappeared.”

“No matter what,” Jiuyi shook his fingers, “Plus (Qiangqiang) Stall Valley Guard, the hyenas can provide them with materials and weapons, and they can help us hold the ground. Stay here and ask Fu Lu Shouxi for anything.”

“Understood.” The black ring backed away.

“Can they still come back?” Shouxi jumped from another sharp vertebra, “Qi Hang can’t close after returning.”

“It’s not impossible,” Fulu said below. “The boss burned him down.”

“Hush.” ​​Jiuyi pricked his finger. “They can come back. I have this feeling. Ning Gu is the savior.”

“Half the main city!” shouted Fu Lu.

“I want that stuff to be fart.” Jiuyi said.

“Lianchuan?” Ning Gu lay down at the entrance of the cave, shouting down with his voice.

“In.” Lian Chuan’s voice came from below.

“How is it?” Ning Gu asked.

“This piece is slanting inwards, very smooth, no focus.” Lian Chuan said.

“Then come back,” Ning Gu said, “Don’t fall.”

“Impossible.” Lian Chuan said.

“…Then you hang there?” Ning Gu said.

Lianchuan didn’t speak.

“Lianchuan?” Ning Gu was a little nervous. They were unfamiliar with this place. The cliff was not metal, stone, and not strong. When Lianchuan tried to climb down, he kept falling. Suddenly there was no sound at this moment, and he was a little uneasy at once, “Lian dog?”

“Don’t make me laugh,” Lianchuan said, “affecting my movements.”

“It’s funny?” Ning Gu was speechless. “You still want to laugh at this time?”

“I’m up,” Lianchuan’s voice began to slowly approach, “You let go.”

Ning Gu hadn’t got up and gave way, and the sky suddenly lit up.

The red (color) fire suddenly ignited above the cliff.

Ning Gu instantly saw the cliff illuminated by the fire and the deep pool of water under the cliff.

He stared at the huge water, unable to believe his eyes.

He has never seen so much water.

It even took several seconds to realize that it was water.

And the width of this water surface cannot be leaped even by the river.

Even if they follow the road to the bottom of the cliff, it is impossible to jump over the water surface that does not know what is below, and reach the flat ground full of broken walls they saw.

“Scavenger.” Lian Chuan looked up and said.

When Ning Gu turned his head and looked up, he saw the blazing fire that had been pressed to the edge of the cliff, and the black shadow that came out of the fire and continued to shake.

The scavenger walked down the edge of the cliff like a mist without weight, and walked down like a flat ground.

At this speed, it takes less than a few minutes to reach the hole where they are now.

“Give me your hand.” Lianchuan quickly crawled under the hole and extended her hand.

“Jump down?” Ning Gu reached out and grabbed his hand.

“Yes.” Lian Chuan said.

“Will you die?” Ning Gu said, “Is it true that I stayed here?”

“Don’t you care?” Lianchuan said.

“Then don’t let go,” Ning Gu said.

“Huh.” Lian Chuan pulled him violently, and the two fell from the hole to the water.

When falling down, Ning Gu glanced at the top, the fire had rolled down, with a crackling sound, like the last sound of this world.