Last Will! See you again Last Will!
The few paragraphs Last Will left by unknown persons in the medical records immediately made Bai Zhou feel horrified.
The thick medical records in his hands described the conditions of different patients in detail, from which Bai Zhou roughly reconstructed the story of what happened in No. 27 Humanitarian Care Sanatorium.
After Evening City people experienced Blood Worship Cult brainwashing and Major Luo experiments, their brains were irreversibly damaged and ordinary hospitals could not accommodate them, so they were sent to the Special Management Department No. 27 Humanitarian Care Sanatorium, which seemed to be very special to everyone.
Because there is a special Black Box here, and there is also a Dr. Zhang who seems to have very good medical skills.
But in a very short period of time, they showed dependence on Black Box Daydream. This dependence shows addictive properties. Once they are separated, the brain will return to pain, and the pain will even increase to the point of death.
Bai Zhou doesn't think this Dr. Zhang didn't report this situation. It's obvious that the medical records are for review by the superiors.
But for the Ordinary people whose spirits are deeply polluted, apart from ensuring that they are not allowed to go out and spread this pollution to others, Authorities seems to have no good solution for these Ordinary people who are suffering.
After all, the Humane Care Sanatorium is an institution set up by the Authorities organization specifically to provide victims and recuperate Commissioner in order to solve Void Contamination problems and mental impact problems.
A specialized agency.
Bai Zhou I heard that sanatoriums with different numbers are trying different research directions in treatment, and No. 27 Humanitarian Care Sanatorium is the more special one among them.
Finally, in order to solve this situation and treat the patient, Dr. Zhang adopted the advice of his assistant Xiao Zhou after trying various researches.
The enhanced experiment on Black Box was successful, and the people of Evening City no longer wailed in pain day and night.
But they began to be unable to sleep for a long time. Just as Crow Yeru Xiao Zhou said, it was the people of Evening City who chose to escape the pain of the outside world and returned to the isolated Evening City.
Even Dr. Zhang himself felt for a time that maybe they were right.
But in the end, Dr. Zhang still didn't want to see his patients escaping from reality and dying together with their dreams in their sleep.
She made a choice, she joined this dream, wanting to awaken everyone in the dream, and then find a new way out with everyone."
Although it is not yet certain whether this medical record and this story are true or false, let alone whether there are any unknown details omitted in it, Bai Zhou still maintains basic vigilance and at the same time, his view of this Dr. Zhang has changed.
Just----
Last Will appeared on the last page of the medical record, but Bai Zhou could not help but feel solemn.
----Raven Praise for the quiet time, Blood Moon the day when we return to the earth?
Seeing this familiar yet strange secret phrase in the specific land of Evening City, but appearing in Evening City, it was perfectly reasonable. Bai Zhou's vision was almost in a trance, and there was a slight chill in the spine.
After all, Grand Elder Zhao, who ruled Evening City at the time, was beheaded by Louis XVI with a bright smile in the portrait just for shouting such a slogan------
--Blood Worship Cult!
This ancient religious order, which Bai Zhou was familiar with but had never met before, reappeared in Bai Zhou's field of vision in a way that Bai Zhou did not expect.
Gu King? Experiment?
If the person who wrote down the medical records was Dr. Zhang, then the person who finally left a note declaring success was probably the assistant Xiao Zhou.
He seemed to have paid the price of his life for the success of the experiment, but left Last Will satisfied.
So in the situation here, is Blood Worship Cult involved?
"We meet again, old acquaintance----"
For a moment, Bai Zhou felt both unexpected and expected.
Their purpose, the so-called Gu King, are these folks who came from Evening City, or are they Dr. Zhang?
Bai Zhou No answer found yet.
But----
Last Will was squirming and twisting in Bai Zhou's sight.
Bai Zhou looked at the word "experiment" on Last Will and frowned slowly.
That thing Black Box, Bai Zhou, which can make people dream and relieve people's pain, feels that it is necessary for them to observe and learn a thing or two.
He still felt that the Daydream that everyone here was immersed in was similar to everything he encountered in the Special Management Department.
There may or may not be a connection between the two, but----
Old and new grudges, Bai Zhou really should find an opportunity to settle matters with Blood Worship Cult's people.
This new discovery is actually not a bad thing for Bai Zhou, in fact, on the contrary, it is a great good thing.
Because the current situation is that this Dr. Zhang takes the initiative to awaken the people of Evening City - while Blood Worship Cult is stalking the cicada behind the scenes that no one knows about.
However, when no one knew it, the oriole Bai Zhou had quietly entered the game again.
[Next, just wait for someone from above to come.]
[Needless to say, this was a successful experiment and I will be rewarded for it.]
Xiao Zhou already thinks that the experiment is nearing the end. Obviously, Bai Zhou does not exist from his perspective.
And----there's someone coming from above?
Does this person coming from above mean that someone from Blood Worship Cult will come down and take away the "Gu King" cultivated here?
In the meantime, is there anything I can do?
Bai Zhou feels that there is.
But this raises a new question, which Bai Zhou first needs to figure out. Who is the person who pretends to be Uncle Xiang, who knows both Uncle Xiang and Bai Zhou very well at a glance, and who writes a letter to introduce Bai Zhou to Evening City?
It doesn't look like Xiao Zhou, and it doesn't look like Blood Worship Cult either.
Bai Zhou's eyes were fixed on the penultimate page of the medical record.
[I think I need to go to their dreams in person to wake them up!]
[But before I fall asleep, maybe I should----]
Before falling asleep, Dr. Zhang seemed to do something.
Could it be that she wrote that letter to lure Bai Zhou here as a last resort?
After all, Bai Zhou is both a Evening City and a newly promoted Savior from Tinghai. Compared with others, he has more rights to know, is more convenient to enter the dreamland here, and is more likely to wake up the people of Evening City.
What's more, Dr. Zhang didn't seem surprised when he saw Bai Zhou.
This already explains many problems.
But----
Bai Zhou frowned.
After he met Dr. Zhang, Dr. Zhang's attitude towards him really didn't seem like he saw any reinforcements, but more like he thought he was a trouble, an unstable element that disturbed Evening City.
This is somewhat contrary to Bai Zhou's guess.
First, what happened in the middle?
Sorting through the thousands of threads one by one, many speculations flashed through Bai Zhou's mind. The clues he currently had in his mind corresponded to the contents in the medical records.
But now, these things are neither important nor unimportant.
Because from now on-
Bai Zhou will take the initiative to enter the game.
If this is someone plotting against him, then he naturally cannot sit back and wait for death.
And if Dr. Zhang really found him, and Blood Worship Cult doesn't know the existence of Bai Zhou yet----
Blood Worship Cult is in the light, Bai Zhou is in the dark.
With the phrase Last Will, he can do so many things!
Whether it is for myself in the Evening City in the past Reflection Ruins Realm, or for the recent experiences of the folks at Evening City, or to investigate whether the disappearance of Major Luo is related to Blood Worship Cult----
Old and new grudges, all these factors gave Bai Zhou plenty of reasons not to let Blood Worship Cult do what they wanted to do.
Bai Zhou hiding in the dark can observe, investigate, and act.
Compared to the previous state where Bai Zhou was groping in the boundless darkness with confusion and nervousness, now he at least put on night vision goggles and was hiding in the grass and on the treetops like a qualified Hunter.
From now on, the offensive and defensive momentum will be very different!
After carefully putting the medical record back to its original place, Bai Zhou restored all the arrangements and left the office.
Before leaving, Bai Zhou turned around again and took a special look at the bright red banners and photos hanging on the wall.
In the photo, Dr. Zhang, who looks like a little white flower, has her face turned upward, her compassionate eyes with a gentle smile, standing with the recovering patients, and the smile on her face is particularly bright."
The subsequent investigation yielded very little results. Bai Zhou searched through empty wards and dead offices, and finally went downstairs disappointed.
As a skilled robber, scavenger and searcher, less than seven minutes had passed since Bai Zhou entered the hospital.
But when Bai Zhou came to the lobby on the first floor, he found that the crowd that was very lively just now was almost empty now.
If it weren't for the fact that there were several people packing and cleaning in the hall, and Fang Xiaoxia was waiting here, Bai Zhou would have thought that what just happened was his hallucination, and the dead silence and empty hospital hall would make his hair stand on end in the twilight of the evening.
"Uncle, where is that----Dr. Zhang?" Bai Zhou walked up to the uncle who was cleaning and asked.
"Really? Brother Zhou, it's you, when did you come back?" When the man saw Bai Zhou, his expression showed some confusion at first, and then he was quite surprised.
"You came just in time. Today is August 16th. Civic Square lit a bonfire to prepare for a social performance. It was very lively and everyone went there - but you kid caught up."
Social drama----?
"Dr. Zhang also went there?" Bai Zhou asked, "So soon?"
"That's right, the social opera is about to start. We can't miss the time. Everyone drinks the medicine and rushes over." The uncle replied.
After hearing this, Bai Zhou looked outside the door.
"Didi-tick----"
The light rain gradually fell, and the heavy rain that had just poured disappeared, and the huge monster wandering outside the hospital also disappeared.
It seems that after everyone drank the "medicine", the monster disappeared without a trace.
Bai Zhou turned back to look back at Fang Xiaoxia, and Crow, who was standing next to Fang Xiaoxia. After getting confirmation from both of them, Bai Zhou turned back again and quickly scanned the surroundings.
He saw a few spots of black gunk splattered on the ground, so he squatted on the ground and picked up a smear of medicine residue with his fingertips before the uncle could clean it.
Put the dregs of medicine under your nose, Bai Zhou sniffed it twice, then pursed your lips and frowned.
So bitter.
Just smelling it, it's much more bitter than the Coffee Beans eaten by crows.
It's hard to imagine what kind of weird experience it would be to put it on the tip of your tongue.
But----
Bai Zhou has a strange expression.
Just now, you drank such a bitter medicine and met such a weird rotten green monster, and now you are happily rushing to participate in a social drama?
Really crazy.
Bai Zhou found that the spirit of the fellow villagers was indeed abnormal. In comparison, Bai Zhou was a Three Good Student who had both good character and academic skills and a well-behaved personality.
"Let's go." Putting the dregs of medicine into his arms, Bai Zhou turned to look back at Fang Xiaoxia, "Let's go."
"Where to go?" Fang Xiaoxia asked.
She seemed to have guessed the answer to Bai Zhou, her eyes were filled with nervousness but also a little curiosity and expectation.
Bai Zhou spoke softly as an answer, "Social drama."
Social opera is the common name for Evening City festival celebrations, which fully embodies the local folk culture.
At the busiest time, there will be a bunch of Black Robe virgins dancing and offering sacrifices. Black Robe Grand Elder will occasionally fish out an unlucky guy who has violated the rules and roast them over the fire to add to the fun, pushing the atmosphere to a climax in the rising Flames.
Bai Zhou watched social operas many times when he was a child. I know that this is a major event that cannot be ignored for everyone at Evening City. Now that I think about the social operas, I even feel nostalgic about them.
Because whenever this happens, Bai Zhou can always eat the leftover food from the food stall after everyone has finished. Although it may not be hot, it can make a delicious meal.
After a long distance, I gradually saw a few faint lights, and seemed to hear singing. I guessed that it was the stage of a social opera.
--
But as I got closer, through the deep night, Bai Zhou's extraordinary eyesight saw a few street lights.
Just as he was feeling disappointed, Bai Zhou saw from afar a figure in a white coat, Doctor, walking quietly like a ghost from the shadow of a street lamp.
Dr. Zhang, she held a black umbrella with one hand and put it in her pocket with the other hand. Tingting's beautiful figure stood motionless under the street lamp.
For some reason, Bai Zhou has a feeling.
She is waiting for herself.
Sure enough, when Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia approached shortly after, Dr. Zhang's eyes immediately fell over.
"I knew you would come here." There was a smile on her lips.
"Brother Zhou, do you want to go watch a social opera together?"
Brother Zhou?
This title made Bai Zhou's eyes dazzled, "Sure enough, it was you who wrote to me, so your purpose is----"
Hearing this, Dr. Zhang shook his head.
"The person who wrote the letter is indeed me."
While she was talking, she turned around with an umbrella and walked in sneakers in the rippled puddles. "But I was who I was then, and who I am now is who I am now——"
She was walking in front, Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia following behind.
The crow was walking alone in the night, with a quiet expression and silent footsteps. The rain passed through her body that seemed to be insubstantial, leaving no trace.
The wet bluestone long street reflects the reddish moonlight, and three or four people walk one after another in the depths of the drizzle in Zhejiang and Zhejiang. This scene looks particularly harmonious in the gloomy night of Evening City.
Then, Bai Zhou heard Maiden say faintly, "However, now I have changed my mind."
She said, "Didn't you see it too? Everyone lives here very harmoniously, comfortably and comfortably. Nothing needs to be changed."
"So, you can go back now."
"Comfortable and comfortable?" Bai Zhou followed with a rather strange expression.
"You mean the big cucumber with the word "pain" written on its face? Can the place where that thing is be described as comfortable and comfortable?"
"And----"
"How many days have it been?" Bai Zhou asked, "Why do you change your mind faster than a toad sticking out its tongue to catch mosquitoes in the pond?"
Dr. Zhang:"----?
Fang Xiaoxia:"----"
Only the crow walking silently in the night rain shook its head and chuckled.
This is the Bai Zhou she knows. There are always some extremely mysterious metaphors. This young man with "amazing wisdom" always makes people unable to predict what will come out of his mouth next.
"That Monster----"
After a while, Dr. Zhang shook his head. "That is the manifestation of everyone's pain attack. It is the manifestation of the mental pollution they suffered in the Ruins Realm and the damage caused to them by Elder Wu's vicious experiments in the dream world."
Besides, it's not just a few days."
Miss Doctor, who was walking in front, said quietly without looking back, "It's been a year."
"In the outside world, it is the year 2030, the next day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is August 16th."
Once here, it will be August 16th, 2031."
"----2031?"
Bai Zhou's eyes blinked twice, and his voice was solemn but not too surprised. There was even a feeling that it was reasonable and unexpected.
"No wonder----"
No wonder the envelope was mailed on the 10th, and now it should be the 13th. There were only three days in between, but it seemed like it had been a long time before everyone saw me.
Everyone seemed to have returned to Evening City for a long time, living a completely accustomed daily life - if they had just returned here, they would definitely not have the peaceful and peaceful mental outlook they have now.
All the above details have actually explained a problem to Bai Zhou. Because this is a dream, it is a dream, so the flow rate of time is different.
The dream has lasted for thousands of years, what year is it today?
But then, Bai Zhou remembered the medical records he had seen.
The contents of the frequently updated medical records may seem like a long time has passed at first glance. During the long course of treatment, patients were treated step by step, problems were discovered and then attempts were made to solve them.
However, in reality, there were only a few days until the villagers were rescued.
So, are those cases in reality, or are they the medical records of Doctor treating people in dreams?
Bai Zhou was a little confused, but didn't know how to speak. After all, he had peeked at the medical record----
Fortunately, Doctor said it himself, "The situation at that time was not optimistic. Fortunately you didn't see that, otherwise you might have broken Elder Wu into eighty pieces."
"Was the situation very critical at that time?" Bai Zhou's voice became heavier.
"Race against time!"
Miss Doctor used this term, "Spiritual recuperation is too long, but mental treatment is no different from rescue."
"Void Contamination, mental abnormality, brainwashing and backlash - all kinds of problems are mixed together. I rarely see such a bad mental state in people, even the battle-hardened Extraordinary Commissioner, who has a tumor leg, a broken hand and is equipped with electronic eyes."
"The situation at that time was that someone was dying every half hour."
"I used Black Box to stabilize them, and at the same time, in order to buy time, I also let myself enter the dream state, and used the time here to think about and experiment with feasible treatment options."
Ms. Doctor shook her head, "In reality, Black Box takes up to three hours of treatment as a course of treatment, and then the connection is interrupted and exits to reality. Even so, there will be a strong withdrawal reaction."
"Every time I return to reality, I will update the medical records and update the results of my deduction and the conditions of each patient."
"But----"
Dr. Zhang's voice became heavier, "Medical records are always being updated, and my experiments are always failing. In fact, with the end of each course of treatment, everyone will show different new symptoms."
"It's only half a day. We have spent a long time in Evening City and have returned to reality three times. Every time we return to reality, the situation is more dangerous than before. Even the analgesic effect of Black Box is rapidly declining. Each time is not as good as the last time----"
Bai Zhou was secretly shocked after hearing this.
So that's it.
No wonder the date is not even written on the medical record. This is very unreasonable for a pathology report that pays great attention to time periods.
No wonder the handwriting on the medical record is so colorful that it is particularly difficult for Bai Zhou to read it.
It turns out that it is because these records are compressed into a very short period of days, and Dr. Zhang has long confused the passage of time.
How critical the "rescue" was at that time, and how bad the mental state of Evening City's villagers were when they were rescued from the hospital arranged by Major Luo------
It can be seen here.
Bai Zhou looked at the figure Dr. Zhang in front of him and was in awe of this Miss Doctor who had been doing her best to save her fellow countrymen Evening City.
If what Doctor said is true----then she seems to be a very serious and responsible Doctor.
"In order to save everyone, I had to take a risk and try to improve the function of Black Box."
Dr. Zhang said, "But since it is an adventure, there are risks. Everyone has gained mental stability, but they are not willing to return to reality."
"I can't give up on the patient." She shook her head, "So, in order to complete the rescue, I came here again and tried to wake everyone up——"
"You are a respectable Doctor." Bai Zhou was in awe, but also felt confused, "But if that's the case, what made you change your mind now?"
"Because, a year has passed." Dr. Zhang said, "I found that everyone is indeed much happier here than outside."
"In fact, even if they return to reality and barely maintain their lives, without Black Box's pain relief, their mental state will be quite painful."
"Should I choose to live in pain during treatment, or die in peace and happiness?"
"To be or not to be."
-That's a problem."
With a "click" sound, Doctor stopped in the shallow puddle. His white sneakers stepped on it, but there was no stain on it.
She clasped her hands behind her back and turned to look at the two people behind her.
"But as Doctor, I can only respect their choice."
"During this year, I communicated with everyone and learned about their past."
"I heard your story from them, Bai Zhou - frankly, it's quite surprising."
Dr. Zhang and Bai Zhou looked at each other through the hazy rain and night. She said, "Later, I realized that perhaps unilaterally wanting to wake them up was also my arrogance as Doctor."
"Respecting their wishes and trying to maintain the stability of this world until the final moment, that is, eliminating their occasional pain - is the only thing I can do for them here."
After hearing this, Bai Zhou was a little silent.
He understood Dr. Zhang's thoughts. Frankly speaking, if he were put in the past, if he were Doctor, maybe he would make the same choice.
Should I choose to live in pain during treatment, or die in peace and happiness?
Survive, or perish?
Doctor's arrogance----?
But.
"I have a question." Bai Zhou said quickly.
"You tell me." Dr. Zhang nodded.
"I saw an abnormality around Aunt Zhang, and there was a feeling that the space was unstable - when will this Evening City come to an end with everyone?"
Bai Zhou asked, "What will happen then?"
"Everything will fail, but it will fail very quickly here."
"Every plant and tree here, the sky and the earth, are all made of spirit as its brick and stone, and spirit has always been the most unstable thing. In other words, the maintenance of space cannot last long."
Miss Doctor said, "When everyone completely forgets everything about reality and regards this place as the real world, that is when the world and everyone's consciousness will die together."
"Monster has appeared more frequently recently, and the space will become unstable from time to time."
Dr. Zhang lowered his eyes, "It won't be long before it dies."
"Destroy?" Bai Zhou asked.
Dr. Zhang explained, "In the true sense, the spirit returns to nothingness, and the empty shell of the body in reality is not even a vegetative state. In the comfort of happiness, life has come to an end."
"But..." Dr. Zhang's voice paused here, "What's the difference between this kind of daily life and the real Evening City?"
"True or false, maybe it's not that important anymore. Respect their choice."
Dr. Zhang's shining eyes reflected the dim light of the street lamp. "I think there is no difference between the Evening City here and the real Evening City in their eyes, right?"
The joy of ease----
Under the black umbrella, the streetlight not far away illuminated Bai Zhou's face, and his expression gradually became weird.
He raised his hand and pointed at the crowded crowd under the street lamp in the distance: "But Dr. Zhang""
"Are you sure that is really Evening City's daily life - is it a comfortable and happy life?"
It turned out that while they were talking, several people had already arrived near Civic Square, and a lively social drama unfolded before their eyes.
Looking along the direction of Bai Zhou's finger, Fang Xiaoxia and Dr. Zhang both turned their heads and saw that at the edge of the lively crowd, there were several people chasing each other with a ball.
Five or six people gathered in a circle, kicking one another and kicking the ball back and forth in the air, with bursts of laughter. It looked very cheerful. The picture was harmonious, warm and beautiful, reminding people of the youth of Sports Field playing football in the sunset.
With a "bang", someone raised his foot and kicked the ball into the air.
The ball flew up and spun, with one side facing the Bai Zhou group of people.
"That's----?"
Then, Fang Xiaoxia finally saw something in the distance like a ghost-
The so-called ball is basically a head with hair!
The eyes of his head were half-closed, his mouth was grinning broadly, and he was laughing heartily "Hahaha".
As for the person who was playing football, it was clear that there was nothing above his neck, and the "ball" under his feet should have been on his neck.
There was another burst of laughter and cheers from the crowd. The ball being kicked around was laughing and counting the beats and singing a cheerful nursery rhyme, "My head, my head----my head, like a ball, kicked to the department store~y
Oh yeah!"
At this time, Small Cart, who was selling candied haws on a stick, happened to pass by. The old man turned sideways to avoid the head that rolled to his feet, and handed a candied haws on a stick to the child next to him.
People were coming and going at the social opera, and no one in the bustling crowd glanced at that head.
Everyone is used to it.
No one thinks there's anything wrong with this.
It is still a lively daily scene, with huge crowds of people enjoying themselves.
The Pitou players who were kicking the ball, or rather "playing the ball", were getting farther and farther away, and were gradually blocked by the crowd and disappeared from the sight of a few people here.
"Evening City's daily life? Comfortable joy?" Bai Zhou's eyes blinked twice.
He admitted that compared to Tinghai, Evening City's various customs seemed to be a little bit evil.
But----it's not as evil as this, right?
"Crackling----"
In the hazy drizzle, a blazing firewood pile was set up around Evening City Civic Square.
All the people from Evening City gathered here, carrying bowls, carrying stools, and dragging their children with them, all surrounding Civic Square in all directions.
On Civic Square, where there used to be crosses and golden statues of Grand Elder Zhao, someone was performing a show. A black-bearded uncle with ten big flags on his back, holding a blue trident in one hand and a red Longsword in the other, was fighting with a group of shirtless people.
While playing, singing and doing somersaults, Xiaodan was crying and babbling on the side, and from time to time there was cheering from the audience.
Bai Zhou recognizes the uncle with the black beard because he learned somersaults from him in Black Robe Youth Training Corps when he was a child. He is the best somersaulter in Evening City. It is said that he can turn ninety-nine and eighty-one somersaults in a row.
The air was filled with aromas everywhere, including fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, sweet fried twists, fishy boiled haggis, and firewood smoke, which made half the street warm. Vendors' carts were everywhere, and the iron stoves on the carts were burning red.
Many people attend social operas not to watch the opera, but to eat cakes, fruits and melon seeds. This was the case for Bai Zhou when he was a child.
Bai Zhou At that time, I was very thin and short. When crowded in a crowd, I could only see the waist of an adult and could not see anything clearly.
But he always had a way. He would crawl in wherever the aroma was strongest, get to the front, and squat by the stove, eagerly watching the food tumbling in the oil pan, his eyes moving around cautiously.
Although he will be chased away by others most of the time, if the stall owner is in a good mood sometimes, Bai Zhou will make a fortune.
At this time, the stall owner would pick up a piece of twisted twist that had just come out of the pot and give it to him to try. Then Bai Zhou would take it with both hands and stuff it into his mouth while exhaling. It was so hot that he grinned, but of course he couldn't bear to spit it out and just swallowed it whole.
The fire became more and more prosperous, and the rain gradually became lighter.
Although there is light rain in the sky, Evening City's custom is to hold an umbrella on sunny days and not on rainy days. Many people still retain this custom.
This also makes Bai Zhou in the distance look friendly.
Aunt Zhang scolded Uncle Xiang in the crowd with a puzzled look on his face. Uncle Xiang still had a hot iron rice box in his arms.
"Whoever saw Brother Zhou, I brought him braised eggplant, beans and pork belly, paired with rice, it's so delicious."
-Why should I call brother Zhou away?"
Uncle Xiang and Aunt Zhang looked at each other in the crowd.
People in costumes, standing on two-meter-long stilts, staggered through the street from one side of the street to parade. Under the swaying light of the bonfire, the colorful costumes and masks were particularly bright.
When they took a step, the crowd took a step back, but they swayed deliberately, making people worry that they would fall at any time. Sometimes they even deliberately pretended to fall, causing the crowd to let out a burst of exclamation, and then stood firm at the last moment and continued to stagger forward.
The man in costume who walked in front had a white face, and he was holding up a paper "Master" in his hand. The "Master" was taller than a person, also wearing a costume, with a red face, and the corners of his mouth curved upward, as if he was smiling, and he smiled happily.
The red-faced man in costume walking behind held up a bamboo pole in his hand, and poked the paper "Master" from time to time. If he poked it, the "Master" would tilt, and the crowd cheered. When he reached the end of the street, the red-faced man raised the bamboo pole again and waved it vigorously -
Mr. Paper's head flew out and fell into the crowd.
The crowd started to grab it, and in an instant they became a turbulent mass.
The one who grabs the top is said to be blessed with peace for a year.
The firelight reflected on everyone's festive faces, which were bright red.
The master's head was torn into pieces. Some people got an eye, some got half of his mouth, and some only got a red cheek. They all carried it in their arms like a fascination.
Amidst the roar of firecrackers, the old man's eyes lay on the hand, turning around.
Then, the red-faced and white-faced people jumped down from the stilts, took off their makeup, and revealed two Ordinary faces. They walked into the crowd with a smile, took the wine bowl handed to them, and drank it down.
Rice wine, to ward off evil spirits.
It is said that this activity was only recently invented by the Evening City people, referring to the previous activity of Evening City social opera carrying a parade of paper-wrapped masters.
The old man was tied up with paper to look like Grand Elder Zhao. People respected him as a god and carried the paper-tied Mr. Zhao, hoping that he could keep everyone safe.
When Grand Elder Zhao was beheaded and the Evening City people's faith collapsed after witnessing the collapse of Black Robe with their own eyes, the statues of those gods became objects of being whipped, pushed down and thrown to the ground.
The master who always likes to ride on people's heads will naturally face the end of being thrown over and having his flesh and blood shared by thousands of people.
Although this activity may seem a bit evil at first glance, it actually has the simplicity of Evening City. Even Bai Zhou must be impressed that Evening City people are really full of unique creativity.
He stood in the distance and saw everything going on in the social drama, including Aunt Zhang, and Uncle Xiang with a lunch box in his arms.
When he was at Tinghai, Bai Zhou missed this place almost every day. When he returned to his old place, he found that Aunt Zhang would leave him cucumbers with flowers, and Uncle Xiang would prepare a lunch box with braised eggplant for him. Although this place was poor, it was simple. Although it had many bad memories, Bai Zhou was raised here.
In this familiar yet strange place, everyone here gathered in front of Bai Zhou.
But he also saw the eyes rolling around in people's palms, and the "skin head" being kicked around under people's feet, and knew that this was not his Evening City.
Evening City is gone long ago, the fake one will always be fake, the Tinghai outside is the real one.
After a short period of remembrance and nostalgia, as long as I think of the dazzling scarlet Last Will, I see all the memories hidden behind the daily life that I see in front of me----
Bai Zhou really has no way to deceive himself like the people here, nor can he convince himself that this is the real Evening City.
"Crack! Crack!"
Firecrackers sounded enthusiastically, the burning bonfire crackled, someone threw mugwort into it, Flames jumped to the ground with a "boom", sparks splashed, people did not dodge, they just circled the bonfire, holding hands and dancing close to the sacrificial dance.
The silver bells on the wrists and ankles jingled crisply, and the gongs banged loudly and chaotically. People held hands and turned in circles, dancing happily and selflessly, with their bodies twisted like wild snakes hissing to the sky.
Dance! Dance! Dance!
Necks were shaking, shoulders were trembling, and there were soft squirming waves. People laughed loudly and tried their best in the carnival dance, forgetting the surroundings and themselves.
Surrounded by the stilt-stilt costumes of the parade, amidst the cheers of the crowd holding the pieces of the master, and under the blazing illumination of the burning bonfire, the shadows of the dancers were lengthened by the firelight, as if they were passed down from ancient sacrifices.
Everyone raised their hands high and raised their heads towards the hazy Blood Moon behind the dark clouds in the sky. People's voices seemed to shatter the dark clouds in the sky.
Everyone cheered in unison:
[Unforgettable tonight, Evening City peace!]
[-Blood Moon, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!]
The sound waves roared through Evening City.
"Buzz----"
When the sound wave ebbs, Blood Moon trembles slightly behind the dark clouds.
Gray spots of light suddenly appeared on every reveler's body.
The light rain suddenly stopped, and the air twisted and deformed in some invisible ripples.
Countless gray spots rose into the sky, breaking away from the bodies of the revelers, slowly floating upward, and leaving the hustle and bustle of the social opera.
They rose into the air and began to merge.
Twisted.
Expansion.
Colorful and translucent lights and shadows exploded from the gray spots, blooming into faint blue, rotten green, moldy purple, and fishy red, mixed with Blood Moon's Red Light. The familiar tones intertwined with the night sky above Evening City, gradually turning into a huge squirming and expanding shadow.
In the blink of an eye, these colors seemed to be squeezed and kneaded by some huge force, and the colorful stripes gradually solidified into rough and ferocious green flesh as they shrank, and the squirming outlines sprouted uneven bumps.
Finally, the entire sky was filled with a translucent, huge, bumpy green face.
The surface of the face was still covered with a pale strip of cloth, on which was written in bright red writing the large Chinese characters [PAINT]!
The green Monster appears again under the dim light of Blood Moon.
It comes again, hitting people with the most violent pain when they are most happy.
In the distance, Dr. Zhang's expression changed.
"So often? It happens twice in a row. How could it--"
While speaking, she turned her head and looked to her side.
However, he discovered that the red and white saber appeared in Bai Zhou's hand at some point. As the saber hummed spontaneously, there was a creepy and fatal feeling that Dr. Zhang could not understand.
"You----"
Dr. Zhang was about to speak, but found that Bai Zhou's figure had disappeared.
"This is an opportunity, isn't it?"
The last words left by Bai Zhou rang in Dr. Zhang's ears.
He said, "An opportunity to wake everyone up."
At this moment, the lively and cheerful social drama naturally came to an abrupt end.
People can ignore the anomalies hidden in their daily lives and continue their daily lives, but they cannot ignore such huge weirdness.
"Run!"
"Monster is here!"
Don't be eaten by pain!"
Burning bonfires were scattered on the ground, the crowd became noisy, and the crowd became chaotic in the turbulent flow.
Then.
Just then.
"Buzz!"
Many people heard it and heard an unusual sound.
Some people looked up, others looked, and then they saw the rotten green Monster on top of the dome, and on the side of the hazy Blood Moon, a new Blood Moon suddenly rose again.
Burning flame Blood Moon.
To be more precise, it is a beam of beautiful, burning sword light.
The sky was crumbling, the earth was shaking under the stampede of the crowd, and the city seemed to be about to usher in the second apocalypse.
Then, a round of sword light that seemed to be the same as before came through the sky, and it was as fierce as the Blood Moon that was about to cut down the sky.
"Call out""
The young man with flying hair, like a god and a devil, jumped into the sky and raised his red and white saber.
Saber Qi is vertical and horizontal, and the horses are as sharp as frost.
The figure looked extremely small in front of the huge rotten green Monster, but its fierce momentum made the eyes of witnesses sting.
On the ground, the eyes of the Evening City people were all attracted by the burning wheel of Blood Moon rising behind the boy.
"He is——" Someone saw the young man's appearance clearly and was stunned.
"He----he Aunt Zhang?" Uncle Xiang's stiff voice was mixed with the noise of the crowd.
In the almost dull eyes of Uncle Xiang who was carrying a lunch box, in the eyes of Aunt Zhang who looked up in surprise, and in the full view of Evening City, they felt like they had seen a ghost.
It was not because Evening City's doomsday came for the second time, but because they were dazzled by seeing familiar faces in the sky.
-Bai Zhou.
-The orphan born Evening City!
Her black hair was flying, and her serious eyes were brighter than the moonlight.
Wearing a pitch-black coat that looks like a cloak, the wind blows like rolling clouds.
The red and white saber in his hand was filled with raging flames like burning steel, and fire shards flew like butterflies.
The young man's faint voice resounded in the sky above Evening City.
"We meet again, big guy."
He said to the huge and boundless rotten green Monster:
Take a look here!"
At this moment, everyone looked up at the sky, without exception, their eyes reflected the figure of Bai Zhou wielding a sword like a full moon.
Including Dr. Zhang in the far corner, and Fang Xiaoxia.
Also includes crows.
That Flowing Fire long knife, that burning Blood Moon, filled Maiden's eyes.
This situation, this moment, is exactly like that moment.
Just like back then, on the day of Evening City's doomsday, the young man met Maiden for the first time.
It's just a change of roles.
"Imitation, or homage?"
Girl in the windbreaker murmured softly, but the corners of his mouth slightly curved unconsciously.
"Hmm----"
Facing the young man's sudden appearance in front of everyone Evening City, which is simply more impressive than any other homecoming, Crow's evaluation is:
Well done!"
In fact, the two even have the same purpose.
That year, Flowing Fire Long Saber from Maiden fell from the sky, like a god and a demon, cutting the daily routine that Bai Zhou was accustomed to into pieces.
Now, the appearance of Bai Zhou is the same.
Just like the knife back then.
Once this sword is struck, it has nothing to do with success or failure.
Such huge Monster and Bai Zhou didn't even think about winning.
But he still decided to take action without hesitation.
Dr. Zhang may be right, survival and destruction, this is a problem.
What good thing can Blood Worship Cult plan do?
Man, he wants to save!
Blood Worship Cult's conspiracy, he also wants to destroy it!
There is nothing wrong with Greed. Greed is the essence of Adventurer. Adventurer is about going all the way to reach the most difficult and most Perfect Fulfillment ending!
"Bah-
The sword light fell, and <Moon Ember Sacred Oath Slash> superimposed on <Basic Nine Slashes> bloomed out.
At the same time, Bai Zhou drove the Ancient Character [light] on Sea of Ignorance in the body in the sky!
The turbulent rays of light swirled up in thousands of directions, as if a river bursting its banks swept across the sky in all directions.
So, tonight's Evening City, first a round of Blood Moon rising in the sky, and then a round of Bai Yang blooming in the night sky.
Blood Moon Bai Yang, the sun and moon shine together!
The roar turned into rolling waves that shook the air, and the rotten green Monster shouted, "Roar"
"Who are you? Why don't I recognize you?"
"Buzz buzz!!!"
The figure of young man Bai Zhou was in the sky, impressively lighting up almost half of the seat of Evening City.
Although this does not seem to be in line with Bai Zhou's always low-key style, at this moment Bai Zhou can only burn the bag.
Of course, it is not for the purpose of returning home rich and powerful, but to say hello to the villagers in this way and say "Long time no see" which is very cool.
It's because the red and white sword in his hand, which no one can ignore, is to completely chop Evening City into pieces the false daily routine that everyone is accustomed to!
"----Who am I?"
Therefore, facing Monster's oppressive question, under the spotlight of Evening City, the knife-wielding boy blinked twice.
Then, he spoke, and his voice echoed above the heads of the crowd in the square, "Evening City, Bai Zhou!"