Higher Human Advancement Regulations

The flames surrounded the whole town into an isolated island.

Surrounded by golden claws, there is a tall building in the middle of the town, like a medieval tower where witches were imprisoned, and the walls are covered with thorns.

Flame protruded its tentacles from the window, and within a moment, the tower would be completely incinerated.

Shengkai was standing in the middle of the crowd, a person was pushed and shoved by someone, and staggered towards him.

He fended off the man's helping hand, showed a comforting smile kindly, and asked:

"What's going on in town?"

The man was panting heavily, his face was pale with fear:

"fire……

fire!

Only Ruize knows that we are afraid of fire! "

Rui Ze, is it Rui Qi's brother's name?

Surrounded by people who were frightened by the flames and fled around, Ruiqi was not among them, and even Zhuang Han and Wen Renxiao were gone.

When in the blue room, Ricky should have triggered some conditions that would send the three of them to the time period when the fire occurred in 1890.

If you guessed right, that towering tower may be the place where Ruize wants to hold an art exhibition.

At this moment, the tower was surrounded by fire, and Shengkai was knocked by the crowd so that he couldn't stand still. He stood still and thought for a while, and decided to go against the flow of people and approach the tower to have a look.

The people around saw that instead of panicking, Blooming was heading towards the center of the flames, and they all showed shocked expressions.

someone said:

"Are you crazy!

Even if you go to the tower now, you can't find Rui Ze! "

Shengkai turned a deaf ear to it, relying on its height advantage to shuttle steadily through the crowd.

"Rize is not in the tower, but in his own home!

Let's kill him now, there is still a way to survive! "

Blooming's footsteps stopped.

He turned slightly, and saw the person speaking in the dark light of the flames.

It was an unremarkable young man with a mole on the corner of his mouth.

Blossom searched for a while from memory, and finally met a face.

In the white room, on the high platform where the breeze blows, the man holding the apple in his hand.

It was also him who killed Shen Xiu and almost took out the blooming heart.

Blooming vaguely remembered the meaning of apples.

In the "Bible", apple is the fruit of wisdom, and it is also the forbidden fruit eaten by Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.

It represents the original sin committed by human beings and is the root of all kinds of evils.

Perhaps this young man represents the original sin of the townspeople of Orville.

Bloom says:

"Shouldn't Rui Ze be in the exhibition hall?

Why are you at home? "

The man showed a mocking smile:

"How would I know, but someone told me he was home and we just had to put the rope on him while he was off guard."

As he said that, the man made a tightening movement, then lowered his voice, trying to seduce Blooming:

"We will be free."

Bloom frowned, and seemed still unwilling to accept the proposal:

"But after all, Rui Ze created us..."

"create?"

Shengkai's words not only angered the man, but also angered the fleeing crowd around them. They all stopped and approached Shengkai, "We are just a lifeless work in his pen. You see, he has had enough of us, so he can do whatever he wants." Kill us with a fire like a sack of trash."

"Only by killing him will we be free."

The crowd dispersed.

Shengkai hesitated for a moment, but followed.

The fire in the tower building was very intense, and with this condition, I am afraid that there is only a skeleton left in it. Even if someone is inside, there is a high probability that it will be turned into ashes.

The group of townspeople were furious, as if they were being caressed by the truth, they flocked to Rui Ze's house.

They kicked down the fence at the gate, smashed the irises in full bloom in the courtyard, and then smashed down the gate of Rize's hut.

The windows in the house were opened, and the light blue curtains were blown up by the wind. Under the curtains, the young man lay quietly on a recliner, as if he had fallen asleep.

The man at the head of the crowd hesitated for a moment, and walked over boldly, only to find that the young man had been dead for a long time.

At this moment, a shrill cry came from the door.

Richie stumbled in and stood at the gate of the yard, staring at the townspeople fiercely.

"You killed my brother."

The face of the man in the lead changed. Although he really wanted to kill Ruize, he would never admit to what he hadn't accomplished, and immediately retorted:

"We saw him dead as soon as we came in."

Standing behind the crowd, Shengkai saw Ruiqi's mouth twitch strangely.

"I told my brother a long time ago that you people are greedy, but he just doesn't listen."

The girl's cheeks were pink, and when she smiled, there were actually two dimples on her cheeks.

But she looked at the crowd gloomyly, like a poisonous snake that has succeeded in its tricks, "Then I have no choice but to help my brother."

As soon as the words fell, Shengkai felt that the surrounding fire was getting bigger, and the circle of fire that originally only surrounded the small town shrunk in an instant, surrounding the hut.

Ruiqi glanced at the crowd, and Shengkai knew she was looking at herself.

Ricky said from a distance:

"you lose."

Ruize died, but the townspeople did not get their so-called freedom.

All life in this town seems to exist because of a painter named Ruize.

Just like the Lord who created mankind in Genesis, facing the sins committed by mankind, he was so disappointed that he could only use a flood to overthrow everything.

Shengkai saw that these people were engulfed by the flames, but their skin and clothing were intact, but their whole body seemed to be discolored, gradually changing from a bright color to a dull blue gray, just like those people locked in a glass cabinet.

A color is the cry of a child at birth, and when they die, the colors are returned.

Are they free?

Shengkai was forced to a corner by the flames, and the thick smoke choked him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

But he still struggled to lie on the ground, took out his pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at it.

44:[-] p.m.

When planning to expose Ruiqi, Shengkai was already ready to confront her head-on, so she set the time to go to the banquet hall.

He thought of many kinds of situations he would encounter, but he didn't expect it to be the most difficult one.

Zhuang Han and Wen Renxiao didn't know where they went, maybe they were trapped in the tower, or maybe they were just in the town.

The speed at which the flames devoured was very fast. For a normal human being, staying in the center of the fire for 10 minutes was probably the limit.

Shenghua gasped slightly, inhaling too much carbon monoxide began to make him unconscious.

There was the sound of burning fire in his ears, and Sheng Kai closed his eyes, listening to his own rapid heartbeat, inexplicably recalling that bizarre dream.

As the protagonist of the dream, Shengkai doesn’t know where she is, she just feels something heavy in her hand, which looks like a gun, but doesn’t seem to be.

In the dream, he laughed recklessly, he had never heard himself laugh like this before, such an insolent and fearless laughter couldn't help but make Shenghua, who was in the fire scene, bend the corners of his mouth.

He heard himself say to whom he did not know:

"We have a match, and if you lose, you have to promise me one thing."

The people around him responded vaguely, but Shenghua couldn't hear it clearly, and only recognized the joy in that person's tone.

Then, a figure seemed to come up and hold Blooming's wrist.

The person's hand was very cold, which made the latter's mind tremble, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

Not a dream.

Wen Renxiao appeared out of nowhere, using his body to separate the blooming from the flames.

He heard Wen Renxiao's back being burned, and after a while, there was a burnt smell.

Shengkai struggled a few times, but found that she couldn't break free, so she simply stuck it up, muttering:

"You saved me again...

No, twice. "

Wen Renxiao didn't refute.

He quietly embraced Blooming in his arms like a lover, so calm that it was not like being on the fire, but more like being in his own home.

Wen Renxiao said:

"Ten minutes left."

Sheng sighed softly:

"Do you know me?"

Wen Renxiao remained silent.

Shengkai didn't think this man would answer this question, so she said to herself:

"I think I should know you, but I don't remember."

Wen Renxiao finally spoke:

"You remembered wrong."

Sheng Kai smiled, but the sudden inhalation of the smoke in his nasal cavity caused him to cough a long series of times. After a while, he said:

"If you don't tell me, I'll find the answer myself."

I don't know if it was too painful from the fire, or Shengkai's words had an effect, Wen Renxiao's hand holding Shengkai tightened suddenly, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something—"Dang—" The bell rang .

The dust is scattered, the fire is far away, and the unbearable heat in the air is gradually fading.

The line of sight is enveloped by white light, and there is a black spot in the center of the white light, which gradually enlarges in front of the blooming eyes.

When the eighth bell fell, they came to the banquet hall again.

The same wall paintings, the same red curtains, and the same long banquet table, except for a few people missing.

Those few people are in the "Last Supper" hanging by the window.

Shen Xiu's pupils were dilated, a big hole was cut in his chest, and he sat crookedly on a chair; Chen Hui was beside him, also covered in blood.

There is no Zhuang Han.

Shengkai silently looked at Ruiqi at the opposite table, and Wen Renxiao at the opposite corner of the table.

After being burned by the flames for a few minutes, Wen Renxiao's clothes were torn, revealing most of his shoulders.

The aftereffects of being trapped in the fire scene have not been completely eliminated. Shengkai feels like his throat has been smoked, and the breath he exhales is full of dust.

In this case, Tianmu didn't plan to give them time to discuss and rest. When they sat down, they said directly:

"Please appoint a painter, count down for 1 minute."

Even though it was blooming, it couldn't help scolding Tianmu that it wasn't a thing.

The countdown is like a soul-stimulating sound, beeping in Shenghua's ears.

There is still a Jesus card in front of his desk, facing up, and when it is in full bloom, you can see the glowing cross of Jesus with a lowered eye.

There are two painters, but only one answer to the question.

There was a slight arc on Ruiqi's mouth all the time, and it reached the highest point when she saw Shengkai raised the card and was about to throw it into the blue light in the center of the long table.

Then, froze at the corner of his mouth.

A bony hand seized Bloom's wrist.

Wen Renxiao left his seat and stood up.

With one hand, he restrained Shenghua's movement, and with the other hand, he took the opportunity to withdraw the card, and then tore the card into pieces under Shenghua's astonished eyes.

Ruiqi moved her body and found that she felt as if her acupuncture points had been tapped, only her eyes could turn all over her body.

The same goes for blooming.

His eyes fell on Wen Renxiao, still with a trace of bewilderment.

Ricky exclaimed angrily:

"You lied to me!"

"I lie to you."

Wen Renxiao straightened up slowly, no warmth in his eyes anymore, he walked slowly to the notebook in the middle of the long table, picked it up, "So what?"

"You can't destroy this notebook!"

Ricky said viciously, "You haven't got Pandora's box yet, you're not going to destroy this place."

Wen Renxiao smiled softly:

"Who said I didn't get it?"

After speaking, he seemed to have no more patience to entangle with Richie, and threw the notebook backhand into the blue light curtain where the card should have been placed.

There was only a bang in the banquet hall, and the paintings on the four walls were shaken and fell off.

Ricky was screaming in despair, the curtain was blown up with no wind, and the hunting was flying.

But Wen Renxiao turned around and looked into the blooming eyes amidst the noisy sound.

He seemed to sigh, and slowly squatted down, and put a soft kiss on the blooming face.

他 说:

"Judas made a pact with the chief priests that the man he kissed was Jesus."

他 说:

"I am Judas and your most loyal believer."