mayfly era

Six sections of the floating conveyor belt sent them to the church square.

There were crowds of people in the square, and holographic projection ai nuns stood in the crowd and chanted beautiful blessings. Their bodies were illusory and solid. Even if they were hit by entities, they would only slightly twist and turn, and then they would return to sanctity and tranquility.

A large number of people went to pray in the church, but fewer people stayed in the square.Chen Li and Yan Qiang walked to the edge of the square, where there is a transparent, high-strength membrane that protects people from falling from high altitudes.Despite the gimmick, Chen Yue still saw a longitudinal crack, and a blue light was faintly exposed near the floating conveyor belt.

"The safety measures are not up to standard." Chen Li pointed to the smoking gun.

"I heard that not long ago, a priest cut open the protective window and jumped from here. I didn't expect it to be true."

"why?"

"It seems that because he has a different view from his lover, his lover betrayed his god and believed in other gods."

Chen Li was puzzled, "Is this something worth dying for?"

Smoker smiled helplessly, "Maybe because worshiping God is all he has."

The time points to eight o'clock, and the first firework in the central city quietly rises into the sky. It is white and huge, as if the bright galaxy is held in the palm of your hand, and it is suddenly thrown into the dark sky.

Countless points of light start from one point, rise to the sky at the same time, bloom to all directions, and then fall in sequence with gravity.

It illuminates the dark clouds all over the sky, making every outline clear.

Many people stopped and looked at the snow-white fireworks, and the fireworks were reflected in their eyes.Every pair of eyes was lit up, and no matter how numb the pupils were, they suddenly became bright.

***

In the marshal's eyes were blue-purple flames and a cup of grass-brown tea.He seemed to have some prejudice against this cup of tea, he just stared at it, but refused to speak.

"Do you need me to add some sugar for you?" Fan Ge said.

"No need," the marshal refused, "I was thinking, how should I eat such a sour, bitter, spicy and salty thing."

Reflexively smiled, "It's just that I said it's sour, bitter, hot and salty. You haven't tasted the real taste, so how do you know what I said is true?"

"Fange, where do you have the guts to lie to me?" The marshal's tone seemed to be really deceived, with a hint of anger.

Fan Ge didn't change his face, "You haven't tasted it yet, so how do you know I lied to you?"

"Fangge, I have eyes, and I'm not blind yet." The marshal pointed at his own eyes with two fingers.

"Marshal, it's a wonder you can see without eyes, isn't it?"

The Marshal sneered, "You clearly know what I want."

"Please make it clear, I'm afraid I'm wrong and cause more trouble."

"Then I'll be straightforward, when will Mei Zhuan's body be returned to me?"

Fan Ge smiled lightly, "That's not a matter of your words, what do I want his body with missing arms and legs?"

"Then his things, you also give me."

Fan Ge was puzzled, "What else does he have?"

"What's in his stomach." The marshal's tone was even worse.

Fan Ge smiled and shook his head, "There is nothing else in his stomach except a thin layer of stomach and intestines."

"Where did that thing go?"

"Marshal, in this way, I don't even dare to hand over Young Master Mei's body to you. If you ask me to hand over something I don't have, I'm afraid you'll say... I swallowed it. "

How many people can be found in the world who dare to speak to Marshal Cong like this?But he was so brave that he didn't even have a look of fear when he said this.

The marshal smiled instead of anger, "Okay, you are rebellious, you are indeed the boy Song Zan admired, is your mouth made of iron? Iron is also afraid of molten steel, isn't it afraid that I will melt your iron mouth?"

"You also chopped off Master Mei's hands and feet, did you get what you wanted?"

The marshal softened his tone, "No, so I won't hurt you, and I don't want to. You are a talent."

"Forgive me, why do you want this thing, it is the unknown, and the unknown is the most dangerous."

"If I was afraid of danger, I wouldn't be able to live now." Marshal Cong said lightly, but it is very convincing for a person of his status to say this.

"You still lack the troops to send? You already have the army of this country. You say go east, but they dare not go west."

The marshal was silent for a moment, he finally picked up his teacup, took a sip, then frowned, "You're not lying."

***

Chen Li studied the difference between cold fireworks and electronic fireworks for a long time but could not tell them apart. In his view, they were exactly the same light spots, which were caught by the gravity of the earth and pulled to the ground in the same way.

So he cast his eyes on the street under his feet, the flow of people became more crowded, and there seemed to be some discounts today, trying his best to lure all the citizens to go out.Some well-dressed men and women are selling goods, some distance away, the naked eye can't see what they are selling.

"Bored?" The voice of the pipe broke his thoughts.

"Not bad." Chen Yue said lightly.

"The church does not sell alcohol, but there is sweet syrup water, do you want to drink?"

Chen Li didn't know what sweet syrup was, but he still nodded, "Okay."

Walking to the window selling sweet syrup, Chen Li began to regret it. Except for some adults holding children, there were only half-grown children, chirping and jumping happily. Get used to the place.

"You..." Chen Li hesitated to speak.

"I?"

"You line up, I'll go back to the original place and wait for you."

"Go." Smoker raised his chin.

Chen Li left the window selling sweet syrup and felt that the world was a little cleaner. He walked slowly to the edge of the square, the fireworks were still rising into the sky, and the stretch was a gorgeous sea of ​​light. As far as he could see, there were almost no The sky is unoccupied, all clouds are flagged.

Very lively world, not all unworthy.Chen Li thought, it would be great if next year's day was as lively as this.

Suddenly he remembered those four words, the era of mayflies.

Chen Ming, how dare you leave these behind and leave by yourself.I finally dared to open my mouth to scold you, why did you leave, and it was not clean, not clean at all.

Chen Yue lowered his head, and he saw a crack in the flow of people suddenly.He leaned over and tried his best to see clearly, but he could only see a piece of reflection. The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and the crack was getting longer. What is that?

He felt a sudden chill, and couldn't help clenching his fingers tightly, grasping the flexible membrane of the protective window.

He suddenly came back to his senses and took out his mobile phone, which had enough lens for him to see the ground clearly.

He saw it.

——It was a "person" prostrate on the ground...with ultramarine skin all over, with a pair of snow-white wings, it was crawling tremblingly on the ground.

"He" wanted to stand up, so he raised his head desperately, trying to pull his upper body off the ground, so that everyone could see "his" face clearly—a face with facial features like a beast!

If Chen Li hadn't been to Taoli Heaven and seen the "precious beasts" on the seventh floor, he would have believed that this was a well-prepared performance performed by special effects actors, or a completely realistic three-dimensional projection.

But he had been there, seen it, and knew it.

Damn, this is what the counter-revolutionary said he would deal with?

Chen Li took a deep breath, his messy thoughts needed to be sorted out urgently, and the sudden incident made him feel hairy all over. At this moment, he felt someone pat on the shoulder, and he turned his head, his somewhat ferocious expression startled the smoker.

Without waiting for Smoker to ask, Chen Li quickly grabbed the conversation, "Master Mei put those genetically modified people on the street, just now!"

Smoker was shocked, "Where is it?"

Chen Li pointed to his feet, "Next, we have to find a way to get down."

The smoking gun stuffed two cups of sweet syrup in his hand to the children who were playing around. He quickly looked around. From the church square to the street below, there were only six links of floating conveyor belts, but the crowds on them were all people. , it is completely impossible for them to reach the ground below in a short time.

The eyes of the two fell on the outside of the floating conveyor belt at the same time - the handrail left for the repairman, which can be hung with a safety lock.

Chen Li unbuttoned his coat and his belt. His belt buckle can be disassembled into a safety lock. He handed the belt to the smoking gun, "You buckle it up, and I will climb down."

"Are you crazy!?" Smoker was dumbfounded.

"Hurry up," Chen Li urged him, "Or I'll hold you and slide down, you choose."

"Why can't I hold you?" Smoker fought for himself while walking towards the crack of the protective window.

"I'm afraid you'll throw me away with a shake of your hand." Chen Li said.

Smoker thought about it seriously. For a person who is afraid of heights, the chance of this happening is not low, so he had to give in, "Okay, let's go, there is no time."

***

"Rebellion, why did you crash the car that day?"

Fan Ge looked helpless, "If I knew why, why would I still bump into it?"

"A veteran like you, why would you make the low-level mistake of switching gears?"

Fan Ge smiled frankly, "Because I realized that Young Master Mei was going to say something I shouldn't listen to, I was in a hurry, and I was in a hurry to kill him."

"And how do you know that those are words you shouldn't listen to?" asked the Marshal.

"A person who is still muttering something I don't understand before dying, is that a blessing to me? This can only be a curse to me."

"What did he say?"

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Fan Ge pretended to be surprised.

The marshal sneered, his tone was flat but creepy, "I dare not keep you."

"You scare me very much," Counter-Ge said.

"You scare me too," said the marshal. "The last person who made me feel this way, I spent a lot of effort to get rid of her, and my life was almost hanging by a thread."

Fan Ge re-boiled a pot of tea, instead of rinsing the pot carefully like the last time he had tea with Song Zan, he poured out the bottom root and added new tea and water.

"You don't have to rush to get rid of me. How much threat can I pose to you? You know best yourself."

"You are almost no threat to my position." The marshal said bluntly.

Fan Ge curled his lips, "I followed your instructions and killed Master Mei. When will you return my child? He's still young."

"Rebellion, rebellion..." The Marshal shook his head helplessly, "You also sent the little girl from Baili's family here, what do you mean by pretending that I don't know?"

"Then how about I exchange Master Mei's body for my child?"

"What if I say you can only change one?"

"What do you want that little girl from Baili's family to do?" Fan Ge looked surprised.

"Well, you've got me right," the marshal looked kindly, and stretched out his finger to the forehead of the counter-reformer, "but I won't do business at a loss. You return the body of Young Master Mei to me, and then come Be my secretary."

Fan Ge finished the tea, added a cup for the Marshal, and said aggrievedly, "The superior has assigned me a lot of work, and I can't shirk it. If the time comes, I won't be able to do the work. How do you want me to behave?"

"You have so many strong soldiers under your command, are you still worried that you won't be able to do enough?"

Fan Ge's face changed slightly for a moment, but he happened to be lowering his head to refill his cup of tea at this moment, his expression was imperceptible, "Those are children."

"That kid should be very interesting. The one who answered the letter for you hangs up in less than half a second. He is very alert and very good."

Fan Ge smiled wryly, "If you're alert, how can you still accept letters?"

The marshal smiled slightly, "You have to know how many people can't do this step. You see too few stupid people."

"Those of us who fall into bandits are no match for the professionally trained elites under the Marshal's command."

"So, what did he want to say to you when he connected to your channel?" The marshal's voice instantly became deep and sharp, as if it could overwhelm the blue-purple flames around him.

Fan Ge lowered his head and refilled the tea again, and the tea overflowed silently from the edge.

"Look up and look at me." The marshal's deep voice was full of oppression.