Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1728 The second reason

"what happened to you?"

The voice of the woman on the red brick wall rang out one after another, as if as long as she repeated the same words several times, even if she couldn't even pretend that she didn't, she could still make the target admit that she was the owner with persistence: "It's me, Teacher Yi. Don’t you know me?”

Lin Sanjiu could almost hear the sneer she choked back at the end of her sentence.

The thing—whatever it was—clearly took pleasure in toying with her.

"Didn't you walk a few steps just now?" The voice was full of hints and said, "If you keep walking according to the movement of the figure on the wall, I don't know what will happen?"

What will happen?
Feeling like he was about to fall from a height, Lin Sanjiu wanted to hold onto something tightly to stabilize his body.The teacher Yi in the back of my mind disappeared, and it became the voice of the woman with the red brick wall, as if someone had opened a hole in the back of her head—someone was peeping at her through the hole, and when the eyeballs disappeared, they would be replaced by a A flesh-colored finger, eager to get in through the hole.

Lin Sanjiu quickly forced himself to retract his hands, and pulled out the fabric of the trousers until the other side was tight on his thigh.In this way, she can control the movements of her limbs at the same time—at least she still has control over her body, it seems that only when she is not paying attention, her limbs will raise their smiles and carry her. Move forward quietly.

But... Even if you don't leave anymore, is there any point?
God knows how far she has strayed from the correct course?
"...In this environment, there are only the two of us left, we must trust each other, otherwise other things will take advantage of the loophole..."

Lin Sanjiu bit her lips, listening to the heavy breathing under her breathing mask, trying to ignore the woman in the red brick wall who was still chattering in her mind—she had to figure out a way to find the right direction again.

If the person who moved was indeed herself, then it means that the red brick wall did not move; from this perspective, perhaps the red brick wall itself can be used as a reference.Even if she can't believe the wall, she can walk back to the point where the iron rod fell—the iron rod is equivalent to a mark, which can tell her the starting point when she first met the red brick wall figure.

There is hope if you find the starting point: on this land that has been shrouded in the haze of the doomsday for nearly a hundred years, there are no brick floors or sidewalks for a long time, and she must have pressed her footprints on the dirt along the way.Find the point of your toes at the starting point, and you will find the right direction, right?

She turned this idea several times in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more confident she felt.To find the iron rod, she had to blow away the haze again; she was still clutching her trousers with her left hand, and with a thought, the card of [Tornado Whip] was immediately pressed into the palm of her right hand, and the woman with the red brick wall seemed to rise up. As if alert, he immediately asked slipperily, "What are you planning to do?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't answer, only the whip slipped from her hand without a sound, breaking a crack in the thick fog.

"Aren't you going to see again—" When the woman with the red brick wall said this, her voice paused imperceptibly, making it feel as if she almost slipped her tongue and said "look at me". "Look at that red brick wall?"

Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes, and from the dim light half-penetrating through her eyelids, she seemed to be able to see the funny human figures on the red brick wall, waving their hands and striding their legs.

"Have you been affected by something?" The woman with the red brick wall suddenly said in a serious voice, and it sounded a bit like Teacher Yi, "You just glanced at it just now, and even your walking posture has changed. You Why don't you have a long memory yet, why do you want to watch it again?"

It seems that this thing really doesn't want her to look at the red brick wall repeatedly?Why?
Lin Sanjiu thought about it; the red brick wall was deeply immersed in the smog, and generally speaking, the prey could not see the cracked figure on the wall, but could only hear its voice.Could it be that those cracked figures were originally not supposed to be seen by others, and might have some weakness hidden in them?
...that was the first reason she could think of.

"Don't you think it's strange that you take the initiative to watch it now and again," the woman persuaded earnestly, "It's too frequent. Maybe you want to watch it, and you think you have various reasons to watch it, and it's because of it." Impact……"

This sounds reasonable, but it immediately added a sentence: "Your hostility towards me must have been affected, you should trust me."

Lin Sanjiu's only response to it was a small tornado wreath that came out with a raised hand—everything was the same as last time, the tornado broke through the haze, but the roar dissipated a few steps outside the red wall, bringing along What dissipated was also the thick fog that originally filled the world here.

This time, it was almost no surprise that she found that she really moved again.

The iron rod was further away from her, even though it was only a few meters away; the figure it marked with its head smashed and its mouth shut was still hung on the wall by the broken red brick.

From the farthest distance that the eyes can see, to the figure with the mouth open and almost dancing opposite Lin Sanjiu—she remembers very clearly that this is the first time she has faced this figure face to face—they are like hanging strings Like a puppet, they are pulled by invisible threads and always follow her step by step; if someone plays music at this moment, she doesn't even doubt that they will dance on the red wall with a smile on their faces.

"Where are you going?"

When the voice in her mind asked, Lin Sanjiu had already rushed to the place where the iron rod was; she guessed right, because there was no grass growing near the red wall, and she saw a row of slightly crooked trees on the black mud floor. Her footprints—the distance between each step was huge, as if she had lifted her legs high into the air when she was walking just now.

As soon as she started running, she suddenly realized that the figure on the red brick wall in the corner of her eye was also retreating rapidly - its feet kicked out, lifted up, and fell behind; The speed has been following her.

Lin Sanjiu was in a cold sweat just now, when he suddenly came to his senses: Just like a comic book, the human figure just "lives" in the rapid changing continuous movements, it looks as if it is retreating around him at the same speed ……right?
She hurriedly braked on the opposite side of the iron bar, carefully avoiding the footprints on the ground.

That's right, that was indeed her own boot print, and the opposite was still the figure of a woman with the red wall whose head was smashed open and her mouth closed—she was able to get back to the starting point so smoothly, even she herself was a little afraid Believe.

……Wait a moment.

Lin Sanjiu frowned, subconsciously glanced in the direction of the red wall.She seemed to have noticed a detail just now.

The smog was about to close again, and she scanned her own footprints and the long red wall on the right hand side for the last time.

The second reason why the voice didn't want her to see the red wall came to Lin Sanjiu's mind.

When she was thinking, the voice in her head also quietly stopped talking, as if it also knew that now it could only hold its breath and wait for Lin Sanjiu to take the next step.

She aligned herself before the indomitable leaden mist thickened again.

It didn't take much effort for the haze to gradually cover her limbs; when she couldn't see her limbs, she wasn't even sure if she had walked at all; maybe she had been out for a while, but she didn't know it yet.

After taking a few deliberate and clear steps, she forced herself to stop slowly—still grabbing her trousers with both hands to make sure she wasn't really moving.

"Is my direction correct?" She endured her reluctance and added: "... Teacher Yi."

There was silence in my mind.

Lin Sanjiu exhaled, and slowly took another big step forward.This time, she felt that if she didn't pay attention, her limbs would slide out as if they were oiled, and they would slide out like a human figure on the wall—as if a person could not restrain the corners of his mouth from rising when he was trying to suppress a smile.

"Am I heading in the right direction?" she asked as she walked.

The figure of a woman on the red brick wall immediately replied: "Yes, it is in this direction, hurry up."

Lin Sanjiu didn't dare to think about what would happen if he was wrong.

She closed her eyes, and rushed out in one breath in the direction pointed by the figure.

　Before the beginning of this chapter, my heart was very heavy, and I felt that the task was arduous, like climbing the Himalayas, my eyes were darkened, I didn’t know how to climb, and I felt like I would die of exhaustion in Nepal if I didn’t enter the mountain.

Who knew that after I started writing, it went smoothly. The moment I finished writing, I felt that I was the king of the snow mountain. Later, Himalaya was renamed Xiwei Laya. I, a famous brain wave mountaineer.

　
(End of this chapter)