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The rain is far from stopping.

But the convoy had stopped at the edge of a grassy road off the coast.

Under the curtain of cracked red clouds, the outline of a steep mountain cliff that seemed to be covered with sharp thorns stood in the shadows.

The sound of the surging seawater was endless, and the sound almost drowned out the music and the sound of the engine in the car.

Here, the turbulent and dangerous sound of the waves is everything, and it transcends everything, like a swan song left over from ancient times, and like the lingering ghosts of the past roaring at the world that is about to collapse in remorse and regret. .

Andre got out of the car. He saw all the other members of the "Powder Keg Gang" in the motorcade getting out of the car. They walked silently across the boundary between the sand and the road. They stepped on the withered grass that had long been forgotten and headed towards the road leading to the road. Walk up the slopes and stairs at the top of the steep cliff.

Georgie seemed to be in a very good mood. He was no longer wearing an apron and a dirty sweatshirt. He had put on a serious suit. His old face was radiant and the wrinkles had almost disappeared. He seemed to He was more than ten years younger, but his hair was still gray and his eyes were still full of greedy fanaticism.

"I feel like I'm back on my ship again." Georgie smiled as he walked past Andre. He walked straight to the beach. He bent down and stood against the background of the indistinguishable black ocean. On the occasion, he grabbed a handful of sand mixed with gravel. He raised the handful of sand high with a sense of ritual, and then let the dim gravel fall again from between his fingers, "She will Taking everything away, she leaves something behind, always, Andre, always.”

Qiaoji Qiaoji opened his hand, and most of what was left in his hand were broken shells and stones.

worthless.

But Qiaoji Qiaoji pinched one of the round stones and handed it to Andre's eyes. "This is you, Andre. I found you, the most brilliant pearl and jade!"

lie!

Andre knew that what Georgi had in his hands was just an ordinary stone, but he would give it value. This is not his patent, it is the patent of all humans. From the time humans started to create those different items, and from the time they started trading, those originally useless things became rare and precious treasures under lies.

It has also become the shackles of mankind itself.

Andre didn't say anything. He saw more now. His mind had never been so active. It was like this land contained some mysterious power. It was awakened, and it also awakened Andre.

The silent demons and humans keep marching towards their destination. This seems to be the most bizarre black parade, or some kind of pilgrimage ceremony of the evil sect. Even Qiaoji Qiaoji is pretending to be pious on foot. OK, they are collectively creating a story, a legend, a new belief, and a true lie.

Andre was the center of the lie.

But he doesn't care.

Yes, when Andre looked at the sea, he only recalled the moment of birth. He remembered that he was hugged by a pair of blood-stained cold hands. He remembered the blurred face and more bloody outlines.

The strangest thing was that Andre felt more like he was going to be stuffed back into his mother's womb than taken out.

He didn't see the umbilical cord, and even when he grew up, Andre didn't see his own umbilical cord.

Andrei can't remember wrongly, because maybe he has psychic qualities, he remembers everything, from birth to now.

That's why Andre was so convinced that his mother's death was not because of him, but because of a uterine tumor. After all, he saw it at birth, and he also saw the ascension and disappearance of his mother's soul.

But Andre only did not see his complete birth process, nor did he see the moment when the umbilical cord was cut.

His father never said it, and Andrei always thought it was because his father didn't want to remember his mother's death, and the umbilical cord might also cause him pain.

It wasn't until Andre was twelve years old that he believed this was all self-deception. His father didn't love him at all, nor did he care about him. He didn't even care about Andre's life or death. He was just living his numb life like a walking zombie according to the rules. He regarded Andre as nothing.

It was as if the child didn't exist at all.

The waves spit out white foam and slapped on the endless black sand, and they quickly retreated. Just as Qiaoji Qiaoji said, they took away some things, and they also left some things behind.

Those smashing things.

Andre raised his head and looked at the winding stone stairs on the slope. On both sides of the stone stairs were cracked cliffs and some holes. They are like the nostrils and eyes of a huge beast. They have evil intentions. They stare and wait for all the prey that climbs up.

Only the old lighthouse shines, but it has long since been abandoned. Andre had been exploring there when he was a child. Everything in the lighthouse was rotting and moldy in the moisture. The wooden boards were rattling, and the ladder leading to the top of the tower where the lens was placed was already rusty and about to collapse.

There was nothing there, except for a few photos that were blurred beyond recognition and a huge wooden cabinet.

Andre still remembered that the wooden cabinet looked like a prop used by a magician to transform a living person into a living person, with weird patterns of the moon and stars on it.

It was very inconsistent with the lighthouse, because the person who kept the lighthouse could not be associated with the magician.

Perhaps the cabinet was just a poor imitation, and the patterns were just comical decoration.

In short, it has no meaning. It and everything in the lighthouse can only be buried in the past forever, and they are destined to be unable to move into the future.

"Newcastle is magical, Andre. And so is Ravenscroft, for legend has it that the Giant of Albion was born here and that the soul of Britain is here." Georgie Georgie in Andre's The person above said while climbing, "Look? This is even called a holy land by magicians. They think it is connected to the fairyland. But as we all know... fairyland is in hell."

Qiaoji Qiaoji turned his head. He looked at Andre condescendingly, with a red glimmer in his eyes. It seemed like a mockery or a threat, but he might indeed be stating some terrible truth.

"Why are we here? Who is in that lighthouse?" Andre finally asked.

Qiaoji Qiaoji turned his head back and continued to climb up with the team, "You will know, Andre. You will know everything and thank me! That will be your place of rebirth! Strength, power , wealth...you will touch a brand new future! Believe me, Andre, there is your hope!"

Andre said no more, he just looked up silently at the lighthouse and the light emitted from it.

Suddenly, Andre saw a gap appear again between the blood-red clouds, and he seemed to see a fleeting glimpse of pure white light.

Andre didn't know why, but he shed tears of relief. He quietly wiped away his tears, then revealed the cold yet firm eyes that seemed to belong to Chen Yu, and started to look up.

Like a true pilgrim.