Ruyizhai

"This way, please."

It must have been a chain reaction caused by the explosion, and the whole square began to shake, but the guide didn't change his face, completely showing the calm appearance of new human beings when they encounter unexpected changes.And the living people in the square that Wu Xingchen could see were all the old gods, and there was no trace of anxiety on their faces, but the people who were burning fires and water started to put out the fires and put away their utensils.How many of them are new humans, and how many of them are the so-called people with the blood of the old humans who returned to the earth from space?Is it true that as Mai Barley said, the spirit master who claims to be the continuation of the old human blood has lied, and all the people here can be so calm and calm in the face of the unknown, without any waves in their hearts, and without any fear in their emotions , panic, the belief that the unknown does not necessarily mean a crisis, the belief that everything will be handled properly, and thus the willingness to face all consequences.Just like the new human beings firmly believe that stolen property will be recovered, and even if it cannot be recovered, corresponding insurance compensation will be obtained, and those who commit the theft must be hunted down by the police and get their due punishment opinions. As for Murder, arson, and other acts are no different to them from theft. What is the difference between losing items or lives?Objects are either eliminated or damaged, and life will suffer from various accidents, and they will eventually go to destruction.

Wu Xingchen followed the guide, the slight shaking continued, and some dust fell from the sky from time to time. If the ceiling collapsed at this time, he would most likely die here. After the social service department found his body, they would Send Xiaoyue ten kilograms of artificial tears?He remembered that this compensation was included in his accident insurance, and he also remembered that insurance item, which said: The value of life is measured by the memories and sorrows of others, and memories and sorrows are concretized as tears. According to the precise statistics of the terminal, ten kilograms of tears is the general weight of tears shed by close relatives of the insured after the unfortunate death of the insured due to grief.

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Neuroscientists have firmly grasped how to adjust the emotion of sadness. Just drink more water. Pure water doesn't work, so add some salt to it.If it is not possible, you can still smoke, drink alcohol, and inject drugs, but due to the consideration of personal health, Wu Xingchen seldom hears that classmates or colleagues use these extreme methods to relieve grief.

He once thought that Ruyizhai had such a sad past that he was addicted to tobacco. Now he doubts his inference, but he doubts even more that he still has a chance to find out the answer to this question?

Wu Xingchen asked the tour guide: "Where are you taking me?"

The guide stopped in front of a black wall, pushed open a secret door, Wu Xingchen followed, and they walked into a long strip room, facing a wall full of screens, similar to Clara's Inside the observatory, each screen presents pictures of different rooms, some rooms are flashing with red, red, blue and blue light, some walls are playing pictures of flowers blooming, some are playing peacock dance, Wu Xingchen watched We arrived at the room where the camera boy was lying, and the movie on the wall was still going on, and the boy's body twitched from time to time.The pictures of these rooms shook slightly, Wu Xingchen looked around, not only the rooms in the pictures were shaking, but this room was also shaking.

"You monitor all the rooms?" He is still puzzled, this tour guide looks so reasonable, speaks so gentle and calm, he is not like someone who will impose his own ideas on others, he is like a person who can think and understand The questioner, Wu Xingchen said again: "Why do you want to be his accomplice? There is no secret of the previous life here!"

The tour guide looked up in one direction and said, "Who knows, maybe there is."

Wu Xingchen looked over, and he saw a boy sleeping on a bed in a white room. There were some painting utensils on the floor, and some paintings on the wall, some were pencil sketches, some were pictures. colored oil painting.One of them was a sketch of the new man-eating man in the gallery.

Wu Xingchen asked: "You brought this child here to sketch?"

He turned around and looked behind, and saw a single-sided glass wall. Through the glass, he could see the man with his mouth open and his eyelids hanging up in Hell Square.The shadow behind him lengthened his body, and he was like a giant.

The living people in hell poked their heads out of the tents, whispered to each other, pointed at the ceiling, and discussed something.More sand shakes off.The tour guide was still busy, but Wu Xingchen was a little anxious and said, "Where is the exit?"

The guide said: "I came here to find the president, but I didn't expect him to leave the headquarters regardless of dissuasion, and I didn't expect to meet you." He looked at Wu Xingchen, "It's a pleasure to communicate with you. I wish I could meet you sooner and talk to you about the black dog earlier."

"Where did Teng Rong go?" Just after asking this question, Wu Xingchen thought of an answer.

The tour guide didn't answer his question, but said: "Why is the truth of the new human being a dog? It seems impossible to figure out this question even after ten years."

I see.Wu Xingchen said: "You are here to answer this question? But those claims about the previous life are all lies!"

Wu Xingchen glanced at the sleeping child intentionally or unintentionally when he said this, the room where the child was in shook violently, and he woke up from his sleep.The image disappeared, and there was only a warning on the screen: the terminal system entered the automatic protection mode and was about to shut down. Please perform maintenance as soon as possible. You are 9001 days later than the scheduled maintenance period.

All images are gone.

"Whose terminal is this? The movies, dances, and music played in those rooms are all taken from it?" Wu Xingchen asked.

The tour guide sighed: "The system has long indicated that maintenance is required, but no one has a solution. This is a system that Teng Yu secretly brought down from the upper realm psychic. He is trying to restore a part of the upper realm psychic here. Teng Rong discovered the procedure and system. He didn't want the psychic to be reborn on Earth. He was fed up with drugs and deception. He didn't believe that there was a reincarnation of the soul in the world. In his opinion, everything was just drugs. Teng Rong thought it was a kind of deep hypnosis, but he couldn't bear to look at it. When his younger brother was tortured by lies, the two brothers had a dispute. Teng Yu killed Teng Rong and pretended to be him. In the afternoon, he heard that a painting he had been looking for for ten years might be found. It may be really important, or it may be his curse, in short, he chose to leave the headquarters to steal paintings, but it should be in your favor."

The tour guide smiled at Wu Xingchen.Wu Xingchen couldn't laugh, but was puzzled: "How do you know that Teng Yu killed Teng Rong?"

"Of course Mr. Teng Yu personally told you."

"Why is he telling you this?"

boom! !

There was another explosion, and outside the glass wall, some people started running in one direction.

The tour guide said: "Mr. Teng Yu said a lot after taking too much Fengwei Dama. I heard that this medicine was used as a veritaserum for torture in the past." He looked at Wu Xing Chen: "You seem to have developed a drug resistance to Fengwei Dama."

"What do you mean?" Wu Xingchen shuddered, "What do you want to hear from me and you?"

The ground shook violently, and what fell from the sky was no longer dust or sand. Some clods hit the ground and bent an apple tree. They fled in all directions, but the woman in the white gauze skirt ran in one direction against the crowd.What does she want to do?She is dying? ?

Wu Xingchen lay on the glass wall and knocked on the glass trying to attract the woman's attention: "Go over there! Run with everyone! What are you doing??"

The guide said: "It seems that the secret of the black dog cannot be answered here."

"It seems that there is no chance to learn some new words and ideas with you."

The woman fell to the ground, her right foot was sprained, and she couldn't get up. A small stone fell on the rocky hill beside her. The rocky hill was trembling and about to collapse. The stones poured down like running water.Wu Xingchen couldn't care about the mystery of the tour guide anymore, he rushed out, grabbed the woman in the white gauze skirt with sprained feet, picked her up, and ran with the crowd.But the woman pointed in the opposite direction and said, "No! Go over there!!"

Wu Xingchen said: "Everyone must be running towards the exit!"

The woman grabbed his arm, her eyes were moist: "Mr. Wu, he's there! He's still there!"

She took out a piece of drawing paper and opened it to Wu Xingchen. It was a leaflet for psychics in the lower world, drawn with crayons.

Wu Xingchen was not without surprise: "Is it an anonymous letter from you?"

The woman bit her lip, seemed to be in pain, and shed tears: "Please, go and save him, save him!"

Wu Xingchen gritted his teeth: "You show the way!"

The woman pointed behind him: "Go behind that stone pile, there is a door there."

Wu Xingchen turned around, hugged the woman tightly, and rushed towards a stone pile following her instructions against the crowd.The corpse of the woman with an injured knee that fell into the sky fell in front of them, Wu Xingchen reacted quickly, jumped aside, and asked the woman while running, "I ask you, what happened to these adult corpses?"

If babies are killed because they are born ugly, what about these adults?Could it be someone who wants to escape from here?

"These are the old Artavis," said the woman.

"What's the meaning??"

"During the ceremony, the evil of Artavis will befall a person. If this person is executed, people will have infinite power to fight against evil in the next year."

"Are they people who want to escape here?"

The woman tightly hugged Wu Xingchen's neck: "Take him out, Mr. Wu, take him out...or he will die..."

They ran into a piece of black mud, and when they passed a huge incinerator-like thing, Wu Xingchen was almost not fainted by the stench coming out of it. Holding back his energy, he rushed out of the black mud, Kicked open a secret door and ran to an aisle.

The woman pointed to the front: "It's right in front! The room with the white door!"

Wu Xingchen strode to the room with the white door that the woman said, opened the door and saw that it was the white room he saw on the screen just now!There were paintings everywhere in the room, but the boy was nowhere to be seen on the bed. The woman jumped off Wu Xingchen, lying on the ground, and called out to the bed: "Come on, it's mom, it's mom."

A pair of small hands stretched out, and the woman quickly grabbed them and dragged a boy out from under the bed.She hugged the child tightly, and the child hugged her tightly.The boy's face was pale, and his facial features seemed to have been corroded by sulfuric acid.

He is the ghost that the children talk about!

Rumble.The aftermath of the explosion seemed to spread here, Wu Xingchen couldn't care less about being surprised, pulled up the woman and the child, and said, "Go! This place is about to collapse!"

He had just finished speaking when a corner of the ceiling shattered and the room shook from side to side.Lights went out.

In the dark, the woman pushed Wu Xingchen and said, "It's hard to escape with two people, Mr. Wu, take him away!"

The boy "Mom", "Mom" started to cry, and the woman forced him to Wu Xingchen, saying: "They have already found out about the whistleblowing, and the evil general of Artavis will be a month later..."

Boom!

"what!"

The woman screamed silently.Wu Xingchen put the boy on his shoulders and rushed out.The boy kept crying, scratching and scratching, Wu Xingchen covered his mouth with a mechanical hand, hugged him and ran wildly, there was no light anywhere, everything seemed to be collapsing, Wu Xingchen couldn't care about it at all Seeing the way to find the way, only thinking about the sound of the explosion, the farther away from the vibration the better. Fortunately, his sense of space has not completely abandoned him, and it actually made him run back to the steps that Chiying and Chiying came down from!Wu Xingchen hurriedly climbed up with hands and feet, the sliding door was still open, but there were fires all around, the big phoenix tail was burning, and one after another phoenix-like flames were flying in the darkness.

Wu Xingchen protected the boy and ran out of the flames.

Not far away, Chiying stood on a rock and looked at him, she was stunned for a moment, then laughed.Wu Xingchen fell to the ground, out of breath, unable to speak a word.

With a bang, the ground under his feet cracked, the black coffin burst into flames, and the tongue of flames rolled up into the sky, and a thick smoke roared into the night sky.

The ground seemed to be collapsing, Wu Xingchen crawled back, he was still holding the boy in his hand, and the boy was going to the collapsed place, Wu Xingchen hurried him to the place where Chiying was standing place to throw.

"Fuck you!" Chi Ying yelled, Wu Xingchen looked back, he caught the boy firmly, and stared at him angrily.

"Ah!" Chi Ying screamed, her expression changed drastically.It turned out that the boy bit Chiying's shoulder.Wu Xingchen hurriedly got up, went to pull the boy away, and stuffed his mechanical arm into his mouth.Chiying rubbed his shoulders and asked him: "Where did you pick up the little beast?? Bite anyone you see?"

Wu Xingchen stuffed him the painting that the woman gave him.When Chiying saw the painting, she was stunned for a moment, and said, "Is this the kid who tipped us off??"

Wu Xingchen said: "I'm not sure, but this should be drawn by him, and the person who delivered the letter may be his mother."

"his mom?"

"You have also seen that woman in the white gauze dress who has been staying in the Tongtian Tower." Wu Xingchen said, "It seems to be to save this child..."

Chiying slapped the boy on the face and asked him: "What's wrong with your face? It won't be like this from birth, right?"

He slapped his head: "I saw their report on the wall of the pharmaceutical factory!"

He pulled Wu Xingchen over and walked out of the forest, saying: "They are testing him for medicine! Yes! Facial rot is a side effect of the medicine!! There are also deformed fetuses, which are also side effects of the medicine!"

Wu Xingchen said, "Is he the only child who tests the medicine?"

"Yes, it's a bit strange." Chi Ying said.

Speaking of the child, Wu Xingchen suddenly thought of the boy who took the video, he failed to rescue him, he might have died underground.Thinking of this, Wu Xingchen felt sad for a while.Chiying patted him now, pointing to the front, Wu Xingchen looked up, he could see Tongtian Tower, it was crumbling in the dark.

Taking a closer look, he saw sleepy-eyed children coming out of the tower.They didn't cry or make a fuss, they just came to the forest.

The boy fell silent and asked, "Is this outside?"

"En." Wu Xingchen nodded.

"There seems to be no difference between here and below."

It was still dark, and the trees and figures were very dark. It was indeed no different from that underground square.Wu Xingchen asked him: "Does someone often take you to a square and ask you to watch the people there draw pictures?"

The boy shook his head and said, "They'll take the pictures, they'll come and go, there's only Mommy, and Mommy's always there."

Wu Xingchen's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that they are arranging the underground plaza, that hell, based on the boy's painting?

He also wanted to ask the boy what else he had painted, but with a bang, the Tongtian Tower collapsed.Wu Xingchen stood at the junction of the forest and the lawn, he looked back, some spruce trees were on fire, and thick smoke filled the forest behind him.like fog.

In a daze, he saw a white figure leading a white horse, standing in the fog and looking at him.

Wu Xingchen rubbed his eyes, the smoke from the fire blinded his eyes and made him cough.He ran out onto the lawn.Chiying still stopped at the entrance of the forest, he said: "My mission is completed." He asked Wu Xingchen: "What are you going to do with this child?"

Wu Xingchen shook his head: "Send him to the Social Services Department? What will they do with him..."

Wu Xingchen gestured like a bird flying: "Are you adopting children?"

After hearing this, Chiying ran away: "There will be a period later!"

He ran away without a trace.Wu Xingchen had no choice but to let go of the boy, still unable to make up his mind.At this time, the children who came out of the Tongtian Tower stopped in front of the stage of the nearby small theater. They walked onto the stage and fiddled with the wooden swords, stars, and crowns on the theater.The collapse of the Tongtian Tower and the wailing from the tower seemed to have nothing to do with them.They don't care.

A boy picked up the sword, waved it and said, "Sosruko in winter is three times weaker."

A boy picked up a star and said, "Sosruko in summer is three times stronger."

A boy in gray began to touch one child after another.

cult of personality.drug abuse……

Cuckoo cuckoo cuckoo.

Cuckoo cuckoo cuckoo...

This is the real cuckoo calling.

As soon as Wu Xingchen raised his head, a flock of birds flew out of the woods.The sky was getting darker, and it was still dark.Before dawn.

Wu Xingchen asked the boy: "Your mother is dead, which means you will never see him again. Do you know who your father is?"

The boy said: "Daddy knows he will be angry when he comes outside..."

His father should also be a member of the psychic in the lower world, I don't know if he survived.Some young people ran out of Babel.

Wu Xingchen said: "Do you know his code name? Or his name?"

The boy drew on Wu Xingchen's hand, with a few simple strokes, Wu Xingchen could tell that he was painting Teng Rong.

Wu Xingchen thought for a while and said, "I'll take you to find your father, but I'm not sure if he will bear the responsibility of raising you. If he doesn't want to raise you, what are your plans?"

The boy also thought about it and said, "Draw a picture."

Wu Xingchen drove the boy to the Complete Theater with the boy.Seeing Yuanyuan on the second floor, Yuanyuan complained to him: "You finally came here and thought you died in Kowloon. What are you going to do with this person?"

Taking a complete look at the boy he was carrying, he poured himself a glass of whiskey: "Which show is this now?"

Wu Xingchen scratched his nose, looked at Teng Rong who was tied up on the ground with a pair of socks stuffed in his mouth—it should be Teng Yu, then looked at the boy who was hiding behind him, timidly afraid to show his face, and said: "It's... a good show, right?"

Consummation had nothing to say, Teng Yu slapped himself on the ground, Wu Xingchen wanted to go up to talk to him, but the boy grabbed him tightly and refused to let him go.Wu Xingchen asked him: "Is that your father?"

The boy completely hid behind Wu Xingchen, trembling.Wu Xingchen turned around, bent down and said to him: "He can't scold you now, his mouth can't be used anymore, look, can't you?"

The boy looked at it and nodded.

"When he doesn't scold people, are you not afraid of him anymore?"

The boy nodded, his expression relaxed a lot.Wu Xingchen asked Consummation for a pen and paper, and handed it to the boy: "You can draw for a while."

The boy sat on the ground and began to paint as if he had found a treasure.Wu Xingchen had a conversation with Teng Yu, and he asked him, "Are you here to find x12?"

Consummation said: "x12? That painting that was lost in your museum?"

Teng Yu didn't express anything, but his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. Wu Xingchen looked around at the messy old books and antiques in Ruyi Zhai, and said, "Ruyi Zhai may have an oil painting in your place."

He rummaged through the antiques.Yuan Yuan watched from the side, drank a few sips of wine, and said, "Well, I wasn't messed up by the thieves, but I was messed up by you."

Wu Xingchen rummaged around, and it took a long time to find a painting tube behind a pile of velvet-covered "Bibles".He opened the painting tube, took out a roll of paintings, looked at the back first, and saw Rubens' signature. The front of the painting was facing Teng Yu. mess around.Wu Xingchen turned the painting around.

x12.

Definitely x12.

Whether it's the touch of the canvas, the luster of the picture, or the texture of the whole painting, even... Wu Xingchen moved closer and took a deep breath.The smell of dusty paint.Rosin, moss, turquoise, copper rust, iron smell, like rotten flowers and trees, like a torrential rain on the dry land.

He won't admit it.

Wu Xingchen laughed out loud.

Yuan Yuan leaned over, looked at x12, and asked in bewilderment, "Is there anything funny about this painting?"

Wu Xingchen shook his head, wiping away tears from laughter: "I'm beginning to understand Ruyi Zhai a little bit!"

Yuanyuan curled her lips and pointed at Teng Yu: "Then what about him? And him?"

Consummation pointed to the boy.The boy was still immersed in drawing, Wu Xingchen walked over to take a look, he was drawing a giant with black hair and naked body, the giant seemed to be walking behind a mountain range, behind a cloud of mist.

Wu Xingchen couldn't make up his mind, so he thought for a long time before saying, "Otherwise...should I call the police?"