[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

I couldn't believe my eyes, but everything in front of me really existed and could not be refuted.

The singing and noise in my ears disappeared the moment I stepped into this underground city, but this city was never quiet.

On the street a few meters away from me, there are "people" in ancient costumes walking around.I can even clearly see that there are "people" talking to each other; there are "people" dressed in sackcloth, selling handicrafts such as small boxes at roadside stalls; Shouting to attract the guests staying in the hotel, we post-modern human beings stood in this noisy street in a daze, looking out of place with the whole city.

I took a closer look and found that from the way of life and clothing of these "people", it can be seen that the social structure here is clearly graded, and a relatively mature life and production mode has been formed, just like a real ancient village. The city is normal!

For a moment, I really thought I had timetraveled, and when I turned around, I could see Poker Bottle with long hair fluttering in a long gown pulling out a bronze sword and smiling at me, but my reason was awakened immediately.Because I know that I am not the hero in a novel, and the situation in front of me is not a hallucination, then all this must be reasonably explained.

Poker-Face secretly squeezed my right hand hard at this time, and the moderate pain made me wake up suddenly, only to realize that my head hurts like it was about to split open. It seems that the trick just now is still harmful to my body and spirit must be damaged.

I thought it was terrible, I frowned and rubbed my temples vigorously to endure the swelling pain from the inside out.Poker bottle must have noticed my abnormality, but after taking a closer look at me, he didn't speak.The next task is mainly to investigate, and the hidden dangers of witch doctors cannot be ignored. There are many people, but it is easy to do bad things. I simply left the large army outside the city, and only brought my confidants with me, just in case.

It wasn't until the five of us actually walked on the main road of this foggy city that we felt the hidden lifelessness in this "living" city.In fact, from a few meters away, Boyouping said that those "people" have no vitality on them, and they smell like dead people. To put it bluntly, they are full of rice dumplings in human skin and clothes.

Fatty squatted on the side of the street and tilted his head to watch a group of "young children" chasing and fighting from the nearby alley to the main road. As if it had been programmed and trained by someone, it was really laughing with a human-like voice, but the sound was not caused by the vibration of the vocal cords, it was sharp and harsh, dull and unpleasant.

The child who was running behind tripped over some debris on the street and fell down stiffly, making a muffled "bang", which was not the sound of a soft human body hitting the ground at all, but more like a sandbag or It is a solid skeleton of dry meat.

After the child fell, the shrill laughter in his throat stopped suddenly, and the other children laughed and ran away as if they didn't know that he fell.We stood still, staring almost breathlessly at the abandoned toddler.

The child lay motionless on the ground for a long time. Just when we thought he would never get up again, he suddenly scratched the ground with the sharp, dark nails on his five fingers, leaving ten deep scratches.Then he moved his right leg stiffly, and sat up on his knees in an extremely weird posture. He only heard the sound of joints rubbing against each other, and the young boy twisted and straightened up.

He lowered his head and remained silent, as if the air around him had frozen.Then the toddler slowly turned his neck, and then stopped with a "crack", and his dull eyes were fixed on our direction!

I felt a sudden chill in my heart, the hairs on my back exploded, and I reflexively touched the military spine on the side of my leg.Then I saw the child staring blankly in our direction for a while, then suddenly grinned ferociously, and the frequency and voice were the same as before.He smiled idiotically for a while, then happily turned his head and ran with stiff steps, chasing the child in front of him.

The fat man watched the little zongzi run away, and couldn't help but turned his head and looked at me, both of them were full of cold eyes.

If these zongzi are just artificially arranged to do fixed things, which have been repeated for thousands of years, then it is impossible for them to respond to us strangers as they did just now.That is to say, they all have their own subjective initiative and can think about life freely.

I think that even if it is boring, facing such a city of zongzi, at most it can guarantee that I and my family will escape unscathed.But for now, there is still an advantage for us.

When the five of us entered the city, the group of zongzi had no reason not to be aware of it, but they were unmoved, at least not even Poker Ping felt any hostility from those zongzi.After much deliberation, I can only use an inappropriate word to describe how I feel about this city and its residents—harmony.

But idiots understand that it is a fantasy for zongzi to be kind to people. There must be some rules or things in this city that we cannot touch, otherwise these zongzi who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha will definitely rush up and tear us to pieces.

There is another issue that needs to be considered. Since this is a city with its own laws and regulations and its own perfect system, there will definitely be a city owner here.I have a strong hunch that the so-called "city lord" is the real lord we are looking for this trip.

The miscellaneous diseases here are so different, Zongwang must be difficult to deal with, it is no longer enough to be cautious, I just hope that it is something that human beings can deal with.

It seems that subsequent investigations will be on eggshells.

The fog in the distance is still very thick, and the scenery is not very clear. I feel that the scale of this city is not small, and I don’t know which generation of royal family or which force has such financial resources and manpower to build such a city in such a deep underground. .Even theoretically speaking, it cannot be ruled out that these zongzi built it by themselves, but from an emotional point of view, I really can't accept it.

Bingshan rarely acted independently this time, and he didn't know whether he felt that he couldn't handle it, or he was worried about his biological son who "looks like Pan An and looks like a wolf".

A group of five walked along the main street guardedly for a few hundred meters. More residents appeared on the smooth and clean street, as if they were approaching the city center. over us.Apart from not being angry, everything is normal together.

After being numb, I gradually began to feel that I was really walking in an ancient city, and the people passing by me were all living people.