The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

Xie Yuanyuan was still wandering aimlessly on this snow field.

There is only one reason why it is called a snowfield, not a foggy plain or a white plain. It is really too cold, and the same is true of the polar regions where heinous criminals were exiled in ancient times.The fog is like viscous and flowing ice and snow, no light can shine here, the earth is white, the sky is white, and the air is also white. This place is like a cage covered with dry ice. The strong cold air flows.

He walked in the snow-like fog with one deep foot and one shallow foot. He wore only the thinnest commoner clothes and open-toed straw sandals on his feet. This outfit may be suitable for the warm southern country all year round. But it is definitely not suitable for this strange and cold dead place, but Xie Yuanyuan can't feel how cold it is when he walks in it.

He was already tired from walking, so he brushed away the mist, pulled out a rainproof tarpaulin from his backpack, spread it on the ground, then sat down, staring bitterly at the front.

Everything was white, he blinked his eyes, and finally had to lower his head, looking at the beige oilcloth under him.

"I still haven't found anything today?" Du Zijun's voice was heard from the locator used for communication, and a blue light flashed in midair. At the same time, the girl's slender body was as tall and straight as a steel gun, with a burning cigarette between her long fingers. , with a cold and indifferent expression, only a star of concern that is hard to be found in the depths of his eyes.

"No." Xie Yuanyuan drooped his head, "Still... nothing."

In the first few days, he was indeed very cold, and he could only rely on the few fuels in his backpack to keep warm, and no matter how high the level of the suit he wore to protect him from the cold, he could only support a constant temperature for a fixed period of time.He Qin observed for a few days and advised him not to wear equipment with system identification level, so Xie Yuanyuan tried his best to dig out the prison clothes and sandals of the fifth world from the storage, and it was really not cold.

"The fog is too thick," He Qin explained, "They will erode your props, and your physique is quite special, so when you wear a whiteboard outfit with no level, they will skip you..."

Xie Yuanyuan: "According to this, wouldn't it be best for me not to wear any clothes?"

"Well, it's not impossible." He Qin pondered for a while, and actually nodded, "But for our eyes, you'd better have a piece of clothing that covers your body."

Du Zijun was also silent. He was not a character good at comforting others. After a long while, he said dryly, "We can meet up tomorrow, and we can get you out soon."

"Sister, don't make me imprisoned, okay..." Xie Yuanyuan hangs his head weakly, "You still fish me out... It's not that bad."

Du Zijun said mercilessly: "Look at your current appearance, what's the difference between you and a defeated dog."

"Hey! I'm now...!" Xie Yuanyuan opened his eyes wide, the color of his skin against the backdrop of black hair almost merged with the mist in the background, he twisted his body restlessly, looking like an inconspicuous little girl The dirt dog would also jump up and bite people, but in an instant, the little dirt dog sank down, twisted his body again, and sat down between the oilcloths in frustration.

"Okay, okay..." he said dejectedly, "So what if I'm a loser, anyway, I'm just so unlucky, who else, like me, can be teleported to such a shitty place... It’s fine if I’m frozen to death, but now it’s fine, even if I’m naked, no one will take a second look, even the ghost fog will forget me..."

He muttered, huddled up on the oilcloth: "Little Transparent has no spring, Little Transparent can't even freeze to death, Little Transparent is not even worthy of winter..."

Du Zijun stopped talking, the blue light shook slightly, he found a seat and sat down, stretched out his hand to crush the smoke, and said flatly: "Clear a place."

There was a delicate commotion around him, as if he had suddenly awakened the blooming spring.

The narrow field of view provided by the locator cannot allow Xie Yuanyuan to fully see the environment around him, but he can see the lines behind Du Zijun that come to life—there are countless gorgeous and flowery brocades, and they are like flowing spring water at this moment. Stretching up, the girl's snow-white and slender fingers are like bamboo shoots, with petals and exquisite black buns on her hair, soft and smooth earlobes are decorated with bright moon pendants, her slender collarbone is like plain white jade, and her neckline is embroidered with gorgeous clouds like clouds. The peonies and cherry blossoms... It looks like a person is walking and admiring the murals with many beauties. Suddenly, all the beauties in the paintings come alive, smiling and charming, with beautiful eyes looking forward to, swaying silk ribbons and drape, singing and walking around. Look at this person and say haha, I can't think of it!

Xie Yuanyuan was dumbfounded, he really didn't expect it.

The girls in Du Zijun's background are obviously all beauties, and the voice is like a girl who is out of the valley, can she not be beautiful?The beautiful corners that the locator can reveal are still twitching in dissatisfaction, and one said: "Why is this so, we were not allowed to talk just now, and now we are let out..."

"That's right, it's too much..."

"Hate hate!"

How soft-spoken, coquettish and seductive, even the Buddha can't calm down, right?

Dressed in black, Du Zijun looked like an unkind and cold gun in the gorgeous fragrant wind. He pressed his brows and remained silent for a moment, looking very troubled.

"This is my lounge," he said, "Stop making trouble, didn't Li Zhengqing assign you any tasks?"

Xie Yuanyuan seems to have come to his senses, the sword is like a dream Li Zhengqing, is Du Zijun on her territory?

The girls were still lingering, and the brocades were rippling. It seemed that Du Zijun couldn't get out of this spring.The locator that he fixed on his body was crooked, and half of the beautiful and nephrite-like faces were reflected at once. They were indeed young girls, and they were only sixteen years old, so the astonishing beauty also flowed with young and immature charm, even more so. It looked frightening.Du Zijun's shoulder blades heaved and fell several times, but in the end they were miraculously suppressed.

Li Zhengqing... Xie Yuanyuan thought of the unsmiling female team leader, how could there be these little girls in Sword Rumeng?

"That's enough!" Du Zijun snarled, stopping their laughing and tugging, "Should I go out by myself now, or wait until I wash them out with water?"

This deterrence should be effective, the girls all quietly closed their rosy lips, putting away their pampering attitude, the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other sounded, about twelve people went out, Xie Yuanyuan thought.

When the room finally became completely quiet, Du Zijun frowned and pressed the switch of the exhaust vent. Xie Yuanyuan asked tentatively, "What... what are those?"

He didn't ask who they were, because he felt that those girls were not like human beings, but more like spirits and ghosts born in the mountains and forests.

Du Zijun patted the makeup marks on his body. Even though he had raised a few women before, he still couldn't adapt to this weird situation. He said expressionlessly, "Don't underestimate them, these are generals."

"Yuhua... General?" Xie Yuanyuan asked in a daze.

Du Zijun raised his eyes, looked at his blank expression, frowned and said, "Skip this one for now, let me ask you, what's the matter with you?"

Xie Yuanyuan was taken aback again, just now the group of generals who were blooming like brocades diluted his sorrow of parting, but now that Du Zijun asked him this question, he seemed a little aggrieved.

...What else can happen, that's all it is, it's fate.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Du Zijun said, "Are you wronged?"

Xie Yuanyuan moaned: "...No."

Du Zijun put the silver lighter on the coffee table, and lit another cigarette. The lady's cigarette was long and slender. In the smoke, he looked at the burning cigarette butt and said calmly: "This menthol cigarette used to be hers. I like smoking the most."

"What, what..." Xie Yuanyuan was confused, "What she... Which one? Sister, don't you think that you inserted this topic a little bluntly? It's too sudden, isn't it?"

"I never told you guys before," Du Zijun dusted off the cigarette ash in his own way, "She is my half-sister, and her mother is my father's mistress."

"Wait, wait a minute, don't just start thinking about the past!" Xie Yuanyuan shouted, holding his head, "And what about your family's mistress tradition? Isn't it the Du family who came into my Du family's door and didn't include it!"

Du Zijun continued: "I didn't see her until she was ten years old. The old man is used to keeping his illegitimate children outside. To him, having more children and more blessings is a symbol of a man, but burdensome children are unnecessary. He is willing to promote some sons who are desperate to climb up, because blood is a guarantee of loyalty to a certain extent, but for him, daughters are just a tool for marriage and exchange, and there is nothing to love or not."

Xie Yuanyuan was also distracted by the so-called deep waters of the so-called wealthy family, and said involuntarily: "Oh oh oh... Got it, that's the one that often plays in holographic dramas, unforgettable daze!"

Du Zijun ignored his vulgar complaints, and continued: "I was 14 years old that year, and she was only ten years old. Although she was a yellow-haired girl who hadn't opened her body yet, her mother was a beauty, and the old man looked like a model when he was young." She looks like a dog and adopts its strengths, her appearance is very valuable to the family, so the first time I saw her was when the married family decided whether to choose her."

"Ten years old, pervert..." Xie Yuanyuan was a little dazed, "But I heard that rich people have some disgusting hobbies, such as eating human bodies, playing with young girls..."

Du Zijun glanced at him, his eyes were clear and piercing, which made him shut up immediately: "It doesn't sound like a hobby. The youngest son of the married family is the same age as me. This is just a sign of cooperation. The marriage contract is negotiated. How many women he is willing to change in the future, but the interests of the family must be guaranteed by the replacement."

"Oh oh oh..."

"But, that kid is sick." The corners of Du Zijun's mouth twitched, like a half-finished sneer, "It's not a congenital disease, a 14-year-old male can do anything, and he can do anything. I don't care how he was rejected by his family." My maid made it like that at a young age, but I saw my sister for the first time that day, and she was watering the flowers in the garden."

"Water the flowers?"

Du Zijun said: "Yes, watering the flowers. She took a fancy to a rose in the garden, but it was only a bud, and then asked the servant to borrow an old-fashioned watering can, hoping that the flowers would bloom quickly. I walked over, Asked what she was doing, she called me big brother, and answered me like that."

"At that time, I was idle and had nothing to do. I asked her again, if the rose grows, who do you want to give it to?"

Xie Yuanyuan said: "I guess, she wouldn't say give it to you..."

"She just sighed." Du Zijun said, "She asked me back, big brother, there are so many roses here, thousands, tens of thousands, as many as stars in the sky, but I just fell in love with this one Why should I pluck a precious rose that is one in tens of thousands and give it to others? I just want to wait for it to bloom and see it in the spring.”

Du Zijun didn't speak for a while after he talked about this.

"I called the servant, and I asked who is this little girl? The servant looked at me very embarrassedly, and finally she told me that it was Miss."

"I understood right away. I went to my dad, and I said, is the one you called here your illegitimate daughter? He said yes. I said I want her to stay here and be my sister. Do you agree?" The burning cigarette butt was scarlet and almost burned to his fingertips, but Du Zijun still ignored it, "My dad just laughed, he patted me on the shoulder, and said to me, boy, look at your sister's face, she is destined to be If you want to break it in the hands of a man, you won't break it today, but tomorrow, the day after, next year, and the year after that, it's her life, do you control it?"

Xie Yuanyuan complained: "Your father is really a strange person, how did the father tell his brother that you are in charge of your sister's life... How did you answer?"

"I'll just say fuck you," Du Zijun shrugged, "Anyway, he's still a mistress."

Xie Yuanyuan: "..."

Xie Yuanyuan: "Okay! Yes! No problem at all! Then?"

"Then?" Du Zijun rubbed his fingers and crushed the cigarette butt, "Then he said that you can negotiate on your own, and I'll go. The sick man didn't seem willing to let him go, so I pressed him I was beaten on the ground, and asked if he agreed to let me go. His two elder brothers rushed over after hearing the news, and they were both grown-ups. They hit me with a bruised nose and a swollen face... I am young, but I am very talented in fighting, and the coaches said that my fist hurts."

"I don't really want to get to the bottom of why the coach said that it hurts to hit someone with your fist..." Xie Yuanyuan said silently, "So...you snatched her back?"

"Yeah." Du Zijun replied, "She's pretty stupid, she didn't know what was going on anyway, so she stayed happily and followed me every day to call her brother."

"Oh..." Xie Yuanyuan always felt that this turning point was ominous, so he didn't dare to say anything.

"Later," Du Zijun laughed, "Ginger is still hot."

"After I accepted the property, the means of developing the family were very strong and offended many people. I don't know if these will affect her, so I can only stay away from her as much as possible, and let as many people as possible favor her——I thought That's protection."

"One day, she rescued a little boy who was being chased and beaten on the street." Du Zijun's expression was very calm, "That man is a cowherd from the dark street. He sold himself to pay back, but his body was clean and he was not sick. The little white face gradually got closer to her, and I also said to myself, if she wants to play, it doesn't matter if she keeps this person."

Thinking of Du Zijun vaguely saying that his sister was not in a good state of mind, Xie Yuanyuan suddenly felt a little trembling.

"And then...?" he asked.

"She disappeared." In the darkness, the muscles on Du Zijun's face trembled, "I have been missing for a long time, and there is no clue. When I found her again, she was pregnant and had a miscarriage. She was pregnant twice and miscarried again." Twice. Someone had amnesiacs on her, her eyes and lips were done, her bones were moved, and I couldn't find her in time."

"Where is she... Where did that come from?" He laughed again, "I can't quite remember, the slums? Forget it, it was bulldozed anyway. She was working as a prostitute there. Pick up a dozen people at night, and sell yourself to support that little boy."

Xie Yuanyuan stared round his eyes, opened and closed his mouth back and forth, not knowing what to say.

"Her name is Du Zijun." Du Zijun... Du Zijun said flatly.

"She's my sister."