Kid turned into an old man.
It sounds a bit scary.
But the pollution I encountered when I was in the small courtyard was also like this. I couldn't detect it, but it changed in the eyes of others.
So Lu Xin feels there is no need to panic.
He took a deep breath, raised his head and looked around, and immediately found that all the shadows around him had changed.
I am in a lively small town.
Next to it is a flowing river, a bluestone wall, a lively crowd, and a warm sunset on the horizon.
On both sides of the road, there are a dazzling array of shops, and the door of each shop is piled with flowers.
I've been to this town myself.
When he first entered this wilderness, he saw a shadow made of spiritual radiation.
That shadow is what this city looks like.
When I first entered the museum, the life scenes I saw inside the bottle were also in this small town, but the difference was that before, I was looking from the outside of the bottle, but now, I am inside the bottle.
I finally entered the bottle.
Feeling slightly dizzy, Lu Xin looked around and saw many people following him.
Among them, there was a girl who grew up well-behaved, but was unusually silent.
There was a woman with short cheek-length hair and a gentle face.
There was a simple man who was lame in one leg.
There are also two little boys who look like tigers.
The things they carried in their hands were also different. Some were carrying vegetables, and some were pushing bicycles.
In his hand, he also held meat and a bottle of white wine.
"Let's go, Da."
The man pushing the bicycle urged, "Fengxia and Kugen are hungry, and Youqing is hungry too."
Lu Xin didn't know who these people were, but he suddenly understood that these were the old man's dreams.
I came in through the characteristics of that old man, and what I blended into was his life.
If you look carefully, you will see that there are two old people around at this time. If you add yourself, there will be three in total. However, the people in this small town cannot realize the fact that there are three old people. In their eyes, they and Kid are also the same old people.
So he breathed a sigh of relief, found out which one was Kid from his stance, took her hand and stepped aside.
The family didn't seem to think there was anything strange. They just walked towards the end of the road slowly, talking and laughing with the old man.
"Jia Zhen, you go back and stew meat for them to eat."
"Okay, okay, let's stew more today, everyone can eat it!"
"..."
It is indeed beautiful that the family is so harmonious.
"Is this town a world in a bottle?"
When the old man walked away, Lu Xin looked up at the sky, which seemed to always be blue and clear in this small town.
This sky is actually very false.
Because people who enter this town will actively immerse themselves in sweet dreams, so they will not notice the problem.
But Lu Xin originally entered this town with a skeptical attitude, so everything seemed inconsistent in his eyes. He could even see that the whole town was like a cracked mirror, with a serious sense of patchwork and refraction.
When Lu Xin became suspicious, a force seemed to appear in the town.
In the blue sky, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, and their gaze coldly swept across the entire town.
It also realizes that there are forces coming in that do not belong to the museum.
"Huh..."
Lu Xin looked up, looked at the eyes in the sky, and smiled at them.
It can be felt that at this time, there seems to be a power spreading throughout the town.
Wanting to engulf him completely, and even cut off part of his spiritual power.
This should be Museum of Calamities's instinct to collect some of his memories.
And this part of the memory should be the last thing you want to see or even forget. It is part of the collection.
"If you can be attracted by disaster, then what do you see from me?"
Weiwei muttered to himself, Lu Xin slowly took a step forward.
"Crunch..."
A crisp sound came, and the surrounding scene suddenly appeared a kind of distortion and folds of glass.
I feel like I am in a calm lake. Any movement can cause huge changes in the world.
From this perspective, breaking up this town seems to be a very simple matter.
So, he slowly took a step forward.
Crash.
More changes appeared around him, turning into images that reflected different lights.
Undetectable and subtle spiritual power surged in from all directions.
This kind of spiritual power seems to be able to directly pull out the memories deep in people's minds.
People tend to hide a lot of memories.
But this kind of memory sometimes pops up involuntarily, suddenly destroying all the peace and joy.
Lu Xin It was like this at this time, even more turbulent.
Endless memories are churning like a fountain in the depths of the brain.
Frequent hallucinations occurred in front of his eyes, and he suddenly saw Mom, his father, and his sister. They were looking at him not far away, smiling and waving to him, then turned around lightly, walked slowly into a long corridor, and closed the iron door.
Lu Xin recognized it. He had seen that corridor in his dream.
There was a dull and depressing feeling in my heart.
He watched Mom, his father, and his sister disappear, and he seemed to want to keep them, but he didn't.
He continued to walk forward, and everything around him suddenly changed like a revolving lantern. He saw a row of children appearing in front of him, each one sniffing and looking at him blankly. Among these children, there was a girl sitting in a wheelchair.
Seeing her, Lu Xin felt an uncontrollable feeling of guilt rising in his heart.
The muscles on his face moved, trying to force a smile.
But never succeeded.
He just stood quietly for a while, lowered his head, and continued walking forward.
Groups of figures, in front of him, seemed to have pressed a fast forward button, changing and flashing rapidly. He saw Little Nineteen curled up in the corner, and saw children wearing white hospital gowns sitting by the river in the sunset chasing and playing.
I also saw the kind and kind Old Director.
He was wearing a hat with a low brim and a dark-colored casual suit. There were many wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, his hair had turned gray, and his back was slightly stooped, but his eyes were still so bright, and his familiar smile was at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at his own child. He sat by the stone bridge with a smile and looked at himself quietly.
Lu Xin's heart was trembling, and a strange emotion hit his heart.
He didn't know how to face this old man with the most complicated memories. Gratitude and hatred pierced his brain at the same time.
After standing quietly for a long time, he slowly raised his head.
A smile appeared on his face, he gently raised his hand and said hello to the old man on the stone bridge.
"Hello, Dean."
"..."
The voice was trembling, but still seemed warm.
Then, he closed his eyes and slowly continued walking forward.
"Wow..."
The surrounding appearance suddenly changed.
There were bloody corpses everywhere. In the nearby shop, the lights flickered on and off, and bright red blood flowed from his feet. The familiar faces just now fell into a pool of blood one after another.
Lu Xin was almost driven crazy by the stench of blood that filled his nostrils and the mutilated faces.
The nosebleeds flowed out like spring water and wet the clothes on his chest.
This time, a strong desire suddenly arose in his heart, which he had planned for a long time.
I want to agree to this town's request.
He knew that at this time, the town, or in other words, Museum of Calamities, was negotiating with him. It was relying on its instinct to let him hand over this memory, or this feeling, to it, and accordingly, he could get happiness from now on.
This does have some appeal.
But Lu Xin slowly raised his head, then shook his head gently. "I refuse."
"This is indeed something very bad. In this life, even in the next life, or even forever..."
"I don't want to go through it again."
"But, I still can't give it to you."
"After all..."
He spoke slowly, his voice trembling without even realizing it. "Whether it's pain or misfortune, it's all my own. Isn't the reason why I feel the pain just because these memories originally appeared on a beautiful basis?"
"The beauty that is destroyed is pain."
"But even if it is destroyed, I will not give these real things to you in exchange for false illusions..."
"..."
In fact, there is no need to say these words at this time, but Lu Xin still said it very seriously.
After he finished speaking these words and raised his head again, he saw that all the figures in front of him were disappearing, bloody faces, distorted and weird pictures, those who had appeared in his life, whether they were accompanying him, forgotten by him, or had been found, they all appeared at the other end of the town and slowly disappeared.
Including Old Director, he also stood up, stood among these people, and waved gently to himself.
Then, slowly disappear.
It was not only the people around Lu Xin who disappeared at the same time.
There are many people in the town, and with each person as the center, many other figures are projected. These figures build on each other and intertwine to form such a bustling town. From a spectator's perspective, it is impossible to distinguish whether they are real or fake.
Lu Xin saw the true face of this town after rejecting the museum deal.
In his field of vision, the false prosperity and lively images of the small town were quickly disappearing.
Many people immediately went from being surrounded by people to being alone.
In front of the burned shop, the shop owner sat slumped.
An old man with a hunched body, walking alone into the sunset.
A girl lying on a wooden bed in the red light district with her eyes open numbly.
There has never been any happiness or beauty in this town, only painful and numb souls.
It's still the third update today!