The vest magic changes the earth

Allen clearly remembered seeing Lyall Trey, a man of medium build, with brown eyes, flaxen hair, and a plain white appearance.Because he speaks English with a local accent.Pair that with his moustache, so there's always a little hilarity to it.But people are warm-hearted.

And his partner is a tall, thin young man who is 1.9 meters tall and looks like a telegraph pole.

These two people vividly live in his memory.Allen even remembers Trey's distinctive accent and a carious tooth on the left side when he opened his mouth to speak.

Now, everyone he comes into contact with tells him that what they don't exist is just your illusion.

You're the abnormal one, you're hallucinating, and you're very sick now.

Allen felt his brain buzzing, and he seemed to hear countless voices talking and whispering.They laughed at him viciously, telling him that Alan Simmons was a lunatic, their voices grim and hoarse, thick and dense like the sticky trails of reptiles gliding across their bodies.

Allen's brain felt like it was going to explode, and he began to doubt, doubt everything in his life.

His parents, friends, the hound who ran with him on the pasture when he was a child.There are still many specious details in his mind, such as classmates, teachers, mysterious events he encountered in the foggy town, and Randolph Carter.

These things that he didn't consciously doubt before, which ones are real, and which ones are just hallucinations he imagined in the eyes of others.

He thought he was going crazy.

The soul seems to have slipped into some absurd and twisted realm, screaming frantically.

"Meow!" There was a loud meowing sound coming from his ear.

Allen felt a pain in his hand, and he seemed to wake up a little bit in a daze. He looked down and saw a few bloodstains on his hand. The fat cat jumped out of the bag at some point, and was looking at him with piercing eyes .

Detective Anne looked surprised, "Alan, what happened to you just now, why did you look so ugly?" She turned to the fat cat again, with a strange expression, "You brought a cat here?"

The fat cat was hanging on Alan's arm at this time, and Alan's arm was numb from its pressure.A few deep bloodstains were scratched on his hands, oozing blood.

"You'd better deal with it."

Allen looked at Detective Anne's expression and wondered what strange things she had imagined. He had a lot of questions to ask, and now he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Allen grabbed the fat cat and laughed at the concerned Detective Anne, "My family has one named Garfield. I raise it to solve crimes. The cat is similar to a police dog. I have something to do, so let's go first."

He turned his head and was about to leave in a hurry, ignoring Detective Annie who was hesitant to speak behind him. Now the accumulation of doubts and breakdowns in his heart was about to drive him crazy.

As for what other people think, whatever.

Allen hurried out of Capet's mansion, obviously not far away, but he was short of breath and dizzy.

Seeing that no one was around and finally able to speak, the fat cat scratched Alan's other hand again, "Calm down! The more you encounter this kind of thing, the more calm you are, don't doubt yourself, let alone waver. You have to Take a deep breath and calm down."

Allen glanced at it and smiled bitterly: "I can't calm down, I can no longer tell the truth from the fake."

Fat Mao's big cat eyes actually showed sympathy, "Your inspiration is too high. It's a miracle that you can live till now."

"inspiration?"

"It's your perception of things that deviate from the normal. Horror is hidden in life, and some people are extra sensitive and can feel the existence of these horrors. They feel the eyes that ordinary people can't feel, and understand what ordinary people can't feel. Knowledge that cannot be noticed has a sharper premonition."

Allen leaned against the wall and pressed his forehead against the cold wall. Hearing this, he murmured, "Sounds like a good thing."

The fat cat sighed, "Why do you think so. In this world, the more you know, the more dangerous you are. Maliciousness is hidden in knowledge, and you will be eroded silently, gradually losing your sense of being a human being."

"so?"

"So you are really dangerous. I really didn't expect your inspiration to be so high. Regarding the missing person, you are the right one, but being right doesn't mean being bright. You will die on your being right sooner or later. Give me some advice , don’t listen to it, don’t look at it, don’t explore it.”

The fat cat continued to sigh, "You mentioned the disappearance, I really want to have some ideas about the missing ring, this thing may have appeared before." It raised its tail and walked forward, "Let's go, go ask the shit Carter might figure it out."

Allen followed behind it.

Randolph was already waiting for them in the agreed woods.Randolph should have found a prominent place to stand on for them to find easily.

Not far from him, someone dropped a piece of bread, which attracted nearby sparrows to peck at it.Randolph waited for the sparrows to fall, and then suddenly threw a small stone in his hand and smashed it next to the bread, scaring them away, and repeated this many times.

How boring this is, Allen forced himself to complain in his heart.Isn't he really three and a half years old?

The fat cat couldn't walk when he saw the little creatures flapping their wings, and looked at the little birds without blinking, their eyes flashing green.

When Randolph saw them, he jumped down from his height, and once again frightened away a flock of poor little sparrows.

Allen walked up to Randolph and took a deep breath, "I want to ask you something, fat... Garfield said you might know."

"My name is Arthur!" the fat cat growled.

No one paid attention to him, Randolph smiled, he has a special temperament of calmness, and he always gives people a kind of peace of mind that nothing big will happen, which makes Allen feel calmer, Randolph said, "Don't Let’s talk about it here, let’s go back and talk.”

More than an hour later, the two of them and the cat sat in Allen's small office again.

Randolph didn't answer his question, but made him a cup of hot coffee first.Start chatting some nonsense.

By the way, I turned around by myself, and I didn't know where to find a medical bag, and shook it at Alan, "First sterilize the cat scratches in your hand, in case you have rabies."

The fat cat was so angry that his seven orifices smoked: "You are the only one who is sick!"

Allen couldn't help touching his nose: "It seems that rabies needs to be vaccinated. Disinfection is useless."

He sighed, "Don't hang on to me, the truth you know is really important to me."

"No hurry, no hurry." Randolph still had a smile on his face, "Come on, deal with the wound first, you relax."

Allen could only watch him break off the cotton swab and disinfect it.

After Randolph went through all the things he could say at hand, he began unhurriedly under the anxious eyes of Allen and Fat Cat: "What do you want to ask?"

......

Huaguo, Linhai City

Sitting at home, Li Weiwei took a deep breath to relieve her tension. Today is the day when the foundation notifies her to report.

Lu Yi explained to her and took the pass for her.

Suddenly, the door of their house rang.

Li Weiwei squeezed the pass, her palms were sweating, she grabbed the handle, and opened the door violently.

She was stunned.

Outside the door is no longer the dark and damp corridor, but replaced by a valley.

Looking around, the grass is like green onions and the trees are towering.There is a road that winds its way forward.

At the same time, there are still a few people in this world who got that flyer. They called the above application number and received a strange pass.

Suddenly there was a knock on their door, and when they opened it, there was a completely different world outside.

"Oh, God....."

The sky is white and cloudy, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the breeze flows through.