Chapter 40: 40th

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There are a lot of messes in Crazy Uncle's house. Every time Ning Gu comes over, if he is absent, Ning Gu will find food and drink in his house. +++ Ranking of the latest Danmei novels: www.sto123.cc
But today I found nothing but half a pot of water.
This is not in line with the style of Uncle Mad.
Uncle Crazy does not interact with people in the shelter, and every once in a while he will find a merchant like Di Di to exchange some food, and there will always be stock in the house.
Ning Gu sat back in his chair and frowned.
Where is Uncle Mad?
Suddenly disappeared at this time, it seems to have taken away supplies, which is really strange.
Lian Chuan closed her eyes on the chaise longue and wondered if it was (sleeping Shui) or pretending (sleeping Shui).
Ning Gu is not going to try again, anyway (Shui Shui) can wake up in seconds, he can't get anything cheap.
He was also very tired himself, and closed his eyes afterwards, and (Shui) fell asleep soon.
When I opened my eyes again, I didn't know how long it had passed. Lianchuan still leaned back in the chair with his eyes closed.
Ning Gu leaned over to see if he was awake.
"Someone." Lian Chuan said with his eyes closed.
Ning Gu jumped up and picked up a stick.
"It's the sister Qi who was in the tavern." Lianchuan still closed her eyes.
"Alone?" Ning Gu asked.
"Huh." Lian Chuan responded.
"I'll check it out," Ning Gu whispered, "She should be fine."
"Huh." Lian Chuan replied again.
When Ning Gu suddenly opened the door and came out, Sister Qi was startled.
"Ouch," she jumped back. "Are you really here?"
"Why are you here?" Ning Gu asked.
"The sanctuary was in a mess this night," Sister Qi lowered her voice, "I think you will probably be here... that hyena is inside?"
Ning Gu didn't hesitate at all: "I'm not there, I don't know where I went."
Sister Qi was stunned for a while and suddenly laughed: "When I was lying, you were still rolling nails at the dump."
Ning Gu snorted without acknowledging or denying it.
"Here," Sister Qi handed her a leather pocket. "There are two cans of water."
"Head of them... do you know?" Ning Gu took the leather pocket.
"He's not deaf again," Sister Qi held her arm and looked him up and down, "Not hurt?"
"No." Ning Gu shook his head.
"That's all right," Sister Qi glanced towards the shelter. "I have to go. Let people know that I'm here to find you. I won't be able to mix up later."
Ning Gu was a little touched, but also a little overwhelmed: "You don't use it."
"Listen to my sister," Sister Qi looked at him with a very quiet voice, "Don't believe anyone."
Ning Gu did not speak.
"Anyone." Sister Qi turned and disappeared into the black mist in a few steps.
Ning Gu returned to the hut and took out the food from his leather pocket: "Do you eat? It's similar to the ratio, but it's tasteless."
Lianchuan took the food, looked at it, took a piece... and put it in his mouth.
This taste is very similar to the food processing technology of the previous generations of the main city, maybe the technology brought from the main city.
"You (sleep Shui) all night, quite (sleep Shui)... The head of the group will take me to Tongue Bay today, and may come over to find me later," Ning Gu sat on the chair and bent one leg to step on Sitting on the chair, "The nail was missing over there, and the head said he entered the tongue."
"What is Tongwan?" Lianchuan asked.
"The border of the ghost town closest to the shelter." Ning Gu said.
"What about other borders?" Lianchuan asked again.
"I don't know, it's far away," Ning Gu thought for a while. "No one has been there, mainly because there are too many aborigines.
"I have cleaned the experimental body that is very similar to k29." Lianchuan said.
"K29? Aboriginal people," Ning Gu lowered his eyes, "Did you say it was sent by the leader?"
"Not sure, k29 is the serial number, which means that there is a sample in the main city, whether it was left before or sent by the head, it is not necessarily." Lianchuan said.
Ning Gu did not get comforted by this answer. After all, there were travelers who were sent over, which was unacceptable to Ning Gu.
"Do you think the nail is in trouble?" After a moment of silence, Ning Gu raised his head and asked.
"Yes." Lian Chuan replied.
"Are you dead?" Ning Gu asked.
Lianchuan was about to speak, and he quickly waved his hand again: "No answer."
Lian Chuan didn't talk any more, bowed his head and ate up all the food, didn't leave it to him, and didn't even ask him if he wanted to eat a little.
Ning Gu didn't take the opportunity to satirize him. Lianchuan eats, drinks, and recovers faster, which is good for everyone.
After Lianchuan arrived in the ghost town, except for a fight, he spent the rest of his time (sleeping Shui), and he had no chance to ask a bunch of questions.
After eating all the food and drinking the two cans of water from the leather pocket, Lianchuan leaned back in the recliner, but did not close his eyes and continued (sleeping Shui).
Ning Gu waited for a while, and when she opened her mouth, Lian Chuan said: "Ask."
"...Oh." Ning Gu paused. "Are you stripping your detention to show me something?"
"See what I don't remember." Lian Chuan said.
"I was in this state when I saw the secret experiment in Stray Valley?" Ning Gu asked.
"Well," Lian Chuan looked at him, "so Qi Hang must have spent a long time in the training department. This is one of the training methods of the training department, and it is also a way to fit the four used by the boarding house."
"I saw a metal profile." Ning Gu said. "Several people in white (color) uniforms take you and you will wear blue (color) (sleeping Shui) clothes."
Lian Chuan looked up at him: "Let's go to fit the training."
"I don't know. In the end, I heard what I prepared for the awakening of Shinjuku." Ning Gu said. "These are not the key points... The point is, I saw the painting."
"Painting?" Lian Chuan tilted his head. "What kind of painting? Fit training is in the training department, only in the chief's office."
Ning Gu recalled the scene at that time, and felt a cold in his back. He took a breath before pointing at himself: "I."
Lianchuan looked at him silently.
"The picture is me, four me, the same... no, not the same," Ning Gu raised his eyebrow. "Four different me, the same face, the other is different."
"In the corridor?" Lian Chuan asked.
"Yes, no at first, you suddenly turned your head," Ning Gu said, "I followed my head and saw the wall hanging, four me, four! You really don't know the feeling, too Terrible!"
Lian Chuan leaned back in the recliner and looked at the roof of the hut, he seemed to be thinking, and had not moved for a long time.
"Hey!" Ning Gu reached out and shook him in front of him, "After I finish talking (sleep Shui)."
"Four photos... is there any difference?" Lian Chuan sat up slowly, "Can you..."
"No." Ning Gu.
Despite the difficulty, Ning Gu still found a pen in Crazy Uncle's house and crouched by the wall.
This pen is also not a real pen. It is a hard black (color) stick that can rub a black (color) path on the wall, just like the "painting" on the wall next to it.
That's a scary cat painted by Uncle Mad.
He looked at it. In fact, it was roughly correct. Although it was a round body (shen) and four vertical bars for legs, there were two tips on the small circle representing the head, which should be ears. There are three short threads. This is the little black hair on the tip of the caracal ear.
Uncle Madness has seen Caracal.
Ning Gu always felt that much of what he said was not crazy.
It's just a pity that he doesn't know where he is now.
"Draw it." Lianchuan stood behind him, holding the cold light bottle.
"Don't hurry!" Ning Gu grabbed the pen and pointed the pen against the wall.
Fortunately, Lian Chuan did not let him draw the four Ning Gu, but only let him draw the four different marks on the same four doors in the background.
"It's not like holding a pen," Lianchuan said. "With your fingers..."
"Would you like to come?" Ning Gu turned to look at him.
"You continue." Lianchuan said.
Ning Gu turned his head, poked a pen on the wall, and drew a circle tremblingly.
Because the painting was not quite round, he had to explain: "This is a circle."
"Suddenly realized." Lian Chuan said.
Ning Gu looked back at him again: "What do you mean?"
"Paint." Lian Chuan said.
Ning Gu made another sharp poke on the wall and drew a horizontal wavy line in the circle. He continued to understand and said: "This is a line that is not straight, but twisted."
Lianchuan was silent for a second: "Next, don't draw a circle, just draw the inside."
"OK." Ning Gu nodded and poked the pen on the wall, drawing three identical wavy lines, "This is the second..."
Preparing to draw the third one was a bit difficult. When Ning Gu was thinking about how to draw the four-pointed star, Lianchuan crouched beside him and drew the pen from his hand.
Ning Gu turned to look at him.
Lianchuan drew a four-pointed star on the wall.
Ning Gu froze.
"Is this this?" When Lianchuan asked, the pen fell on the wall again and drew a vertical line. "There is this, is it?"
"...Yes," Ning Gu stared at him in surprise. "You remember? What is this?"
"Don't think about it," Lian Chuan looked at the four figures on the wall. "This is the landmark of the main city."
"City standard?" Ning Gu was taken aback. "Why haven't I seen it in the main city?"
"The city sign can only be seen when going to the administrator," Lianchuan said. "The black (color) door in the painting contains a transport vehicle to the administrator."
"What do you mean?" Ning Gu stopped thinking because of shock.
Lianchuan turned his head and looked at him: "The four paintings are four different generations of the main city. The same door has different signs on it."
"What do you mean?" Ning Gu continued to short.
"Four-generation main city," Lianchuan said, "four Ninggu."
Ning Gu opened his mouth halfway, and there was no sound.
"The leader is here." Lian Chuan threw the pen and stood up.
Ning Gu also stood up and was about to go out. Lianchuan raised his leg and pedaled against the wall. The sole slipped on the wall. After a small sparkle flashed over, the four painted on the wall. The signs disappeared.
Lian Chuan glanced at him: "Except for you and me, no third person knows."
"Well," Ning Gu responded, took a breath and slowly exhaled to calm himself, and then turned to the door, "You are not here to go out, if Uncle Mad returns, you should know that you are Who... It is estimated that he will not come back."
Lianchuan didn't speak, and sat back on the recliner, closing her eyes.
The head of the group and Li Xiang stood outside, holding a cold light bottle in his hand.
Ning Gu walked silently in front of them.
"I will ask someone to get another one in your house." Li Xiang said.
"No," Ning Gu said, "I'll live here with Uncle Mad, far away from the shelter, it's not easy to cause trouble."
Li Xiang sighed.
"Are you going to Tongue Bay?" Ning Gu looked at the leader.
"Yes." The head turned around and walked forward quickly.
The wind was strong, Ning Gu put on the goggles, took out the hat in his pocket and put it on, and the hat edge was pulled down to the top of the eye.
After walking behind the leader for a while, he pushed the brim to his head again.
I don’t know why, this is obviously a place he is no longer familiar with, but now it makes him (strong qiang) uneasy and always feels something hidden in the dark mist.
"Have you eaten?" Li Xiang asked.
"No," Ning Gu mumbled, "Not hungry."
"This trip is unlikely to find nails," Li Xiang said, "Just taking you to see where he was missing, we found his goggles there."
Ning Gu turned sharply.
Li Xiang took out a goggles and handed him.
Ning Gu's hands shook when he took it. This was the goggles with red edges he had returned from Lost Valley.
He took off his goggles, and when he changed them, he almost shook his hands and could not hold the goggles.
At his feet was a familiar path. He walked countless times on his own, and countless times with nails, but it was the first time that he had walked here with the regiment leader and Li Xiang.
I can't tell what it is like.
After Li Xiang handed him the goggles, the three of them didn't speak anymore and bore their heads forward.
Ning Gu felt a little fluttering all over himself.
Obviously where he grew up, obviously where he has traveled thousands of times since childhood, now it is unfamiliar where to look.
Everything has changed.
When the wind became violent, the black mist was so thick that it began to gather and twitch.
Tongue Bay is here.
The head turned around and glanced at him: "Follow us, don't go by yourself."
"Uh." Ning Gu nodded.
The regimental leader and Li Xiang guarded him one after the other, walking towards the black (color) tongue that was constantly rolling up.
The black mist around him grew thicker and thicker, and almost no one could see clearly.
Ning Gu knew that if he walked one hundred meters further, there would be a downward on the right, and there was an iron gate that could hardly be seen.
That's the basement.
In the basement was the former traveler.
They are no longer travelers. Uncle Mad said.
Uncle Mad didn't ask him if he had been to the basement and how he got in, and he seemed completely unsurprised by what he saw.
The head of the regiment did not walk in the direction of the basement, and stopped after passing the slope.
"It's here," Li Xiang whispered behind him, "where the goggles were found."
Ning Gu looked around.
Nothing can be seen clearly, and everything is covered by the dark mist that is constantly being rolled and dancing by the wind.
Ning Gu gritted his teeth and controlled his urge to shout nails loudly.
The thicker the black mist, the more the aboriginal land, the temperature of their bodies will already attract these phantoms in the darkness, and the sound will be more dangerous.
"Did you ever ask me," the commander's voice was low, "Where is the edge of the ghost town, what is outside of the black mist."
"Huh." Ning Gu whispered lowly.
"You are not alone in wanting to know," the head said. "A lot of travelers want to know what kind of world we live in. One day they will be destroyed. We still have no place to go. Does this world have an exit... …"
Ning Gu was silent.
"Do you want to see it?" the head asked.
"What?" Ning Gu looked at his head in surprise.
"What is the boundary, what is outside of the black mist," the head said, "the way those curious pioneers have traveled."
Without waiting for Ning Gu to answer, the regiment headed into the thicker black mist.
"Keep up," Li Xiang whispered, "Watch all around."
Ning Gu hurried forward to keep up with the leader.
He has never been to such a deep position, the wind is still very urgent, and the black mist is still very urgent, but the smell he can smell is a bit strange.
The ground underneath was gradually rugged, as if walking on a black iron wasteland.
After walking forward for a while, Ning Gu's leg hit something hard.
He lowered the cold light bottle and saw a black (color) stick, deeply (inserted into the cha) on the ground. He reached out and grabbed the stick and shook it, and found that the stick seemed to be integrated with the ground and could not be shaken at all. .
"It's here," the head said.
Ning Gu quickly looked forward.
"It's only a few seconds," the head said. "You have to see clearly. Remember, after that we will alarm the aborigines and must flee immediately."
"Oh." Ning Gu didn't understand what the leader said, but he still stared forward.
"Li Xiang." The head of the group slowly raised his hand.
"Huh." Li Xiangying said.
The commander's hand slammed down.
Ning Gu felt the vibrations under his feet. The air waves caused by the vibrations exploded from the head of the regiment. All the black mist was lifted in this second, and turned into a black (colored) wave, quickly to the surroundings Retreat.
Li Xiang immediately released his defense. Black Mist seemed to be blocked by a layer of invisible cover outside a semicircle around them.
The cold light bottle illuminates the surroundings.
The world under the shadow of black fog suddenly appeared in front of Ning Gu.
The long (short) black (color) metal sticks on the ground are like the ruins of a metal cemetery.
And between these sticks, there are...people.
Almost filled all the gaps.
Traveler who lost his life.
"These are..." Ning Gu's voice was hoarse, "What?"
"No matter how far you go, you will never see them again," Li Xiang said. "In the end, their body will appear here."
"No one knows what is over there," the head of the team looked at Ning Gu. "The people who leave will eventually come back here and become a body that will never rot and never move again. There is no death, but forever. Will never wake up again."