The strange story of Huai'an Inn

Chong Liu looked up at the staunchly evil statue in front of him, and had the illusion that its dead eyes were alive.He floated in the air, circled the statue upwards, and finally hovered right in front of the statue's huge head.

The stone statue quietly looked at him, and Chong Liu felt an indescribable depression.

"Little Five!" He shouted again.The sound rippled with the water ripples.

No one responded.

He began to wander in the empty hall, sensing every subtle change in the sea water with his keen tentacles, flapping his nostrils to capture the thinnest scent like gossamer.But here it was empty, and there was nothing but the eternally ancient sea and the equally eternally ancient stones.

Suddenly, a trembling feeling spread from the end of the tentacles.He turned sharply and looked at the statue of Cthulhu.

At first glance, the idol seems to be the same as before, but there seems to be something wrong...

Its huge head seemed to no longer be facing straight ahead, but slightly tilted towards his direction.

Chongliu felt a chill on his back, and turned around to escape from this place.But the entrance through which he came in was gone, leaving only the slanted dizzy wall.

He doubted his perception for a moment, and rushed to check.His tentacles touched the rough and hard stone, but sank...

It's like getting stuck in a pile of minced meat.

The sense of touch that was extremely inconsistent with the vision made his skin crawl, and he quickly retracted the tentacles. At the same time, he heard a weird sneer from the darkness.

He turned around, staring suspiciously at the statue of Cthulhu frozen into darkness itself.

"Who's there?"

Through the swaying water patterns, a ray of light suddenly shot in front of my eyes.There seemed to be a transparent wall of water in front of Chong Liu. Although the other side of the wall looked exactly the same as before, there was a subtle sense of separation.

Then, he heard voices, the voices of people speaking.

"Gou Chen, I think we should go back first and bring more helpers before going in."

A familiar yet slightly unfamiliar voice.

Another voice replied, "The location of Qiongji Island is erratic. It is all luck that we can find it this time. If we give up now, I am afraid we will never have another chance."

Chong Liuru was bitten by lightning, if he hadn't been surrounded by sea water at this time, he would have burst into tears.

Master's voice.

A younger voice, perhaps, than the one he was familiar with, but he recognized it immediately.

Immediately afterwards, he saw two figures passing by him, as if entering through a non-existent door.Their feet are firmly planted on the ground, and their hair hangs down behind them, not in the water at all.

It's as if across this wall of water, the other side is at sea, not underwater.

The person walking in front was thin, wearing a long blue cloth gown, and even though he was wearing a mask, his gait and posture were still the same as in his memory.The man behind him was handsome, tall, and personable, but he was the real Mengku when he was young.

This is... the past?

Chong Liu swam forward, but no matter how he swam, the wall of water remained two steps ahead of him.He tried to get close to Gouchen, but when he was about to penetrate the water wall, his influence became illusory, as if the object was too close to the eyes to see clearly.

Not to mention how he called Master, how he waved his tentacles in front of them.They all turned a blind eye.

Then Chongliu understood that he was witnessing what happened more than 50 years ago when Master and Mengku set foot on Qiongji Island.

But why is he underwater, but the island was on the sea 50 years ago?

Gou Chen and Mengku came to the terrifying statue of Cthulhu, and no one made a sound for a long time. They must have been caught by the endless oppression and malice permeating from this evil god.

Chong Liu cruised around the two of them, frowning and watching their every move.

"The Book of Poor Extremes should be around here. You and I will look around to see if there is any mechanism." Gou Chen said, and walked towards the statue first.

Mengku obviously had a strong fear of the statue of Cthulhu, and he didn't want to approach it, so he looked for it on the slanted and twisted walls and ground around him.

Chongliu approached Gouchen, and found that although the master was wearing a mask, his eyes were shining with a strange frenzy, and his breathing seemed to be more rapid.He was obviously very excited, as if he was about to meet something he had been looking for for a long time.

He lay down on the throne to carefully examine the strange and fuzzy patterns, and traced the winding patterns with trembling fingers.

"The last gift of the omniscient god... is guarded by the descendants who rule the sea." Mr. Gou Chen murmured in a low voice, as if he was translating the meanings represented by those intermittent patterns that no human beings could understand, "The favored creatures The temple that can only be entered...the Necronomicon that records the truth of the universe..."

Gou Chen paused, took a quick step back, brushed off the dust on the ground with his hands, and saw another mark.

He took a deep breath.

"I found it, I finally found it..." He said, pulling out a dagger from his waist with one hand, and pulling out a very familiar conch from his pocket with the other hand.

This is the one that Mengku Guoshi held in his hand after he died suddenly in his dream!

Mengku was walking towards Gouchen at this time, probably seeing his movements, "Did you find it?"

With his back turned to him, Gou Chen said softly, "For a while, if something strange happens, leave me alone and leave here immediately. I will naturally go back with the book of poverty."

Mengku was confused, "What? What's the abnormality?"

Mr. Gou Chen turned his head, his eyes behind the mask gleamed brightly but decisively, "I've been waiting for this moment for many years. No matter what happens, leave me alone, don't interrupt me. It's best not to even open your eyes .”

Then, Mr. Gou Chen raised the dagger in his right hand, stabbed it in his chest, and pressed down hard, widening the gap.

Chongliu and Mengku exclaimed at the same time.Mengku wanted to rush forward to stop him, but saw Mr. Gou Chen staggering on the ground in front of the statue, raising his hand to him, signaling him not to move.The crazy scholar wearing a mask chanted the language of chaos that does not exist among human beings, let his blood overflow the entire rune representing the "door", dyed every stroke red, and then wiped the conch shell Forcibly stuffed into his chest.

In an instant, a strange and brilliant light burst out from Mr. Gou Chen's chest, like a dying star exploding, the too crazy and chaotic light was enough to stab people's eyes.The foul smell tore through the space along with the colors, and the huge idol trembled and was torn apart from the center.

But what is torn apart is not the statue, but the existence of the entire space and the entire world itself.

All the light comes from behind that rift, something huge, unrecognizable to human consciousness.At first you don't even realize that those lights have a substance, until they squirm, tremble, and quickly compress and solidify, turning into a slender figure.

The figure was against the light, so he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see his half-lit veil dancing as if in the water.There are many soft and slender things like silk ribbons dancing around his body, dancing with the crazy colors.It's like a heavenly being.But when those "silk tapes" burst out of the gap and spread to the real world, it can be seen that they are not silk tapes, but countless terrifying tentacles overwhelming the sky.They seem to be made of metal, and they seem to be made of meat. There are countless constantly changing colors on them, which are beyond the range of human visual perception. Stop appearing and disappearing, like a flowing liquid.

Daoist Mengku was so frightened that he lay limp on the ground and couldn't move.Those crazy colors eroded his eyes, enchanted his brain, and infused his consciousness with nightmares that would imprison him for the rest of his life.

The tentacles, which were filthy like a nightmare and extremely coquettish and gorgeous, continued to extend, and gently rolled up Mr. Gou Chen, whose body was half covered in blood and whose consciousness was beginning to be in a trance.Chong Liu saw his master smiling, and gently stroked the tentacles wrapped around his waist with both hands, as if he was stroking the back of his lover's hand.

"I finally found you..."

Chong Liu couldn't see the figure's expression, but strangely, he could feel that there was no malice, no greed and cruelty in it, and only a calm as deep and wide as the sea, and a trace of... nostalgia.

But after all, it was Master Foul's body, and the place where it came into contact with Mr. Gou Chen soon began to have strange reactions.The place where the tentacles come into contact with Mr. Gou Chen's skin is rapidly festering, blisters appear like boiling, and hissing smoke is emitted.His master's expression began to be distorted by the intense burning pain, but he endured the severe pain and said loudly, "I belong to you, take it, take it all!"

When the skin began to peel off, revealing bright red muscles, Mr. Gou Chen finally started to scream.The shrill cry penetrated into the deepest part of Chong Liu's consciousness, making him tremble all over.

Mengku escaped at that time.Some tentacles have been spreading out of the temple, as if chasing him, but Mr. Gou Chen is still here, being broken down by the gods from another world.His muscles also began to melt and dissipate, his bones, eyeballs, brain... all melted into those frantic vortexes of light and color.His master died at that moment, every molecule of his body was broken up, every cell flew apart.

The gods of thousands of lights knew everything about the human body at that moment, how many tiny elements are in the smallest cell of a human being, and these small elements contain all the blueprints for building a human being.

Chong Liu can even clearly feel that it has a certain curiosity and obsession with humans, just like those humans who like to collect stones and observe insects.It absorbs all the knowledge in its brilliance with joy and appreciation, and then reassembles Mr. Gou Chen, who has been scattered, piece by piece.

The whole process is so weird that any ordinary person who sees it may be completely crazy.

First it was a lump of meat, and then quickly spread into a whole brain, followed by bones, and internal blood vessels were spelled out in the bones, covered with muscles and skin.The hundreds of millions of cells in the human body are not disordered, and the most perfect precision is like going back in time.

Soon, Mr. Gou Chen reappeared in the air, even the clothes on his body were not messed up, and the blood from the wounds on his body disappeared.Mr. Gou Chen floated in a mass of steaming brilliance, like a newborn.

And there was one more thing in his hand.A translucent thing emitting blue-green fluorescence seemed to be slowly undulating.

Chong Liu moved closer, wanting to see more clearly.The blue-green thing looks a bit like a man-of-war jellyfish, with glowing and changing light flowing, undulating slightly as if breathing.

"Is this the book of poverty?" He heard Mr. Gou Chen say.

Poor book...

Immediately afterwards, a series of pictures appeared in his mind.He saw the long tentacles under the "jellyfish" rise up, and the sharp thorns at the end pierced Mr. Gou Chen's head everywhere, and then the whites of Mr. Gou Chen's eyes completely disappeared, and the expression on his face also completely disappeared.He seemed to be an empty shell containing something else.

Mr. Gou Chen appeared on the chaotic, fleshy land, facing the huge gap that runs through the sky and the earth.A strong filth that did not belong to him erupted from his body, and countless intangible tentacles burst out from all over his body, quickly pulling the split space together.

Mr. Gou Chen squeezed into the narrow stone cave, crawled through the long tunnel, stood in front of the small source soup he had drained, and carefully put the "jellyfish" in his hand into it...

"Jellyfish" is him.

He is the book.

Chong Liu stared at Mr. Gou Chen, who was frozen in the air, holding his seed cherishingly, and was not surprised.It was as if, in fact, he knew it a long time ago, but he just never remembered it.

He even remembered why the omniscient god gave him to Mr. Gou Chen.

Because of the missing chapters in its book.The chapter about humans in the Central Plains at this time point of this planet is missing.It not only needs to record everything, but also to experience everything and perceive everything.Since it can no longer directly enter the universe dominated by Dao Qi, it spreads its seeds to different spaces, different times, different planets and different regions.When these books are completed, it will also be more complete and more extensive.

It is the most primitive impulse and instinct of Yog-Sothoth, the omniscient god, to become more complete and more expansive.

After all, it is the omniscient god, and even the most insignificant ant must be contained.

Chongliu vaguely remembered that this was not his origin.He saw it when he was trapped in the crabapple wooden box. At the beginning of the birth of this star, before the land existed and the whole land was covered by the ocean, he already existed.At that time, the gods had not yet divided into camps, Taoism and foulness were equally distributed in every universe, everything was unknown, and everything was possible.

He's been recording since then, and it's his only instinct, his only purpose in existence.

But then, it was no longer enough to just record, he had to be everything it recorded.He used to walk in this world with various identities, sometimes as a grass, sometimes as an earthworm, sometimes just a bacterium floating aimlessly, sometimes as a leopard, sometimes as an eagle, sometimes as a a horse, and sometimes a black cat.

He had been a man, too, in another place and at another time.He has become a Far Westerner, a Nanyang native, and even a star elder and a water ghost.

And now, when the sacred objects left by the God of Chaos and the seeds left by the Mother Goddess of Everything are about to be completed, he has become Guan Chongliu.

The attitudes of the unclean gods towards these tiny creatures, and even towards the universe dominated by Dao Qi are quite different.The God of Chaos wants to start a war and create more chaos and destruction, this is his instinct.The Goddess of All Things wants to spread seeds in more universes, which is also her instinct.But the omniscient god has always maintained a neutral attitude. It doesn't need to infect another universe to get what it needs, but if it is infected, it doesn't matter.

If anyone desires it for knowledge, it gives it without hesitation.If anyone desires it, it welcomes them.It exists in all things in the past and present, and can see countless futures created by every choice of every living being, so it has no likes or dislikes.

But it doesn't want everything to be identical, because that would limit it completely.

The God of Chaos and most of the Unholy Gods intend to create opportunities to open the door, which makes books born at this time extremely important.It then chose its messenger in the world, but let the messenger raise its book as a human being.

"You have to choose." The man wearing the veil suddenly spoke.His voice seemed to sound directly in his mind, without being transmitted by air or water.

That voice was so similar to Mr. Gou Chen's, probably the omniscient god intentionally imitated it.

Chongliu found that Mr. Gouchen was gone, the dry world was gone, and the water wall was gone.There was only the silent deep sea around, and a veiled shadow in front of him that he couldn't see through.

He said to Chong Liu, "You have to choose, whether to close the door or open the door. Whether to continue to live as a human being, or to return to completeness."