The bar ushered in a performance at night. The huge crystal ball was suspended from the ceiling, reflecting the brilliant light. People under the stage fell into this carnival, burning themselves as if there was only one day left in their lives, jumping to their heart's content.
The heavy metal drumbeats made the eardrums hurt, and the smell of thick smoke and various alcohols floated in the air, faintly covering up the unusual smell.
Tang Rou's nose was filled with this mixed and fuzzy smell, and it felt as if her sense of smell had failed.
In addition, she can't see, so if she leaves Atherland, she will really be in bad luck.
The women in front swayed to the rhythm of the music, screaming and whispering from time to time, and swaying their bodies in line with the slender and weird figure on the stage.
"Do you think Qing is very happy today?"
"He's in great shape!"
"What should I do! I think he is so charming like this! I must save money, I must get him!"
The people on the stage attracted criticism because of their overly enchanting appearance and charming singing voice. Between the interlacing light and shadow, there was the musician's tight waist and swaying legs.
He sang very hard, heart-breakingly, venting his love for music without reservation, singing until his eyes were red, and his scarlet lips rubbed against the microphone several times, squeezing and deforming.
Like a rose that has been ground, full of juice is about to drip out.
Tangrou and Aslan were hiding at the safety exit, which was the only place with outside ventilation. She leaned against the window and sniffed, frowning and identifying carefully.
At a certain moment, Wen Sheng said, "He's coming."
The priest came.
He is one of the investors behind this bar. Before the pastor became the high priest, he was a businessman who only had profit in mind.
Tang Rou and Yu Qing's plan was to wait until all the performances were over to start taking action. Yu Qing said that sometimes after the performances at night, the priest would come to him. Although Tang Rou was not explicitly told what he came to see him for, the time was given.
Very clear.
It will be easier to move after everyone has left.
Tang Rou and Yu Qing went to the pharmacy once in the afternoon.
Regulations in the above-ground city were loose and there were almost no hospitals. Many people performed surgeries on themselves. Yu Qing pretended to be sick and easily bought muscle relaxants and barbiturate hydrochloric acid.
The two complement each other and can paralyze the central nervous system. After Yu Qing sees the priest, he will find a way to hold him down. Tang Rou will forcefully inject these two medicines into the priest's body.
However, there is one more thing that worries Tang Rou.
When she met Yu Qing at the convenience store today, she had smelled a very strong smell, the smell of rotten green plums.
It was so heavy that she thought she had seen a sea hare. It was the smell that had appeared on sea hare before, and it was very strong.
In the drugstore, that smell reappeared.
Yu Qing secretly bought some medicine, and he hid the medicine box, as if he didn't want Tang Rou to see it.
Tang Rou had no intention of prying into other people's privacy and did not interfere.
And his emotions are also overly sensitive, going up and down like a roller coaster.
Before entering the bar, he suddenly turned around and asked Tang Rou seriously.
"Can I really be saved?"
Tang Rou didn't hesitate and told him, "Yes."
Until that moment, she thought that Yu Qing's so-called rescue was due to the pain of being transformed.
If the body is sick, there are many good doctors in the world who can save it. The level of medical treatment is increasing year by year. Diseases that are difficult now may be as simple as treating colds and fevers in the future.
She even thought that all of Yu Qing's inferiority and cowardice came from the deformed rabbit ears that were forcibly stitched on her head.
The other person smiled, with pure trust in his eyes, and said to her, "Okay, I believe you."
He no longer hesitated.
I want to escape, I want to hold on to the light, I want to follow her footsteps.
It seems that there is nothing to be afraid of.
Aslan patted Tang Rou on the shoulder and pulled her out of her memories.
"What's wrong?"
"There's dust on you."
"Ash?"
"It was rubbed on the wall."
Aslan patted her shoulder, started coughing as he patted her, covered her mouth and said, "Why is it still a little choking?"
Tang Rou shook her coat in disgust and took a step back, "Then let's stand somewhere else."
It was approaching midnight and the concert in the bar was about to end. Yu Qing became more and more excited. Everyone noticed that he was different from usual and sang very hard.
This kind of Yu Qing became more and more dazzling, as if it was born for the stage. It not only attracted their attention, but also attracted the viewers in the box on the second floor.
Aslan and Tang Rou were hiding in the darkness, watching their surroundings vigilantly.
"Wait until everyone leaves before we start taking action, right?"
Tang Rou nodded.
"Find ways to avoid his followers."
Aslan looked at the crowd of people on the dance floor of the bar and felt a little uneasy. "People in the whole city are his believers. If the pastor is injured, these people will swarm up and I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand it."
"Well, so we have to wait until these people leave."
"Yu Qing said he would find a way to get the pastor to get into the car with him and leave a crowded place. Once he successfully lured the pastor away, we would go in and tie him up."
The simple plan sounds fine.
If it really doesn't work, Tang Rou still has a trump card.
Yue was waiting in the car around the corner, and was coaxed by her to count a thousand numbers. If Tang Rou was in danger, Yue would be her trump card.
It's just that this card is something she doesn't want to touch.
Yue's poison is too terrifying, and there is only one ending.
Tang Rou didn't want to see her kind die, and she didn't want to be someone who broke the rules.
Yu Qing on the stage had already sang the last song. The crazy crowd in the audience kept throwing gold at him, shouting and cheering, and the faint sound made the wine glasses vibrate slightly, which was deafening.
Aslan sniffed the smell of alcohol and was inexplicably ignited, cheering and shouting.
But when he caught a glimpse of the chandelier, he was startled, rubbed his eyes, and looked a little strange.
Were you dazzled just now?
Why does it feel like the crystal lamp above my head looks like countless pairs of eyeballs without eyelids for a moment?
Tang Rou took Aslan's hand and pointed to her ears, indicating that it was too noisy.
Because it was too noisy, I walked towards the window and heard a slightly different sound.
Click, click, click...
The tiny sounds grew from small to loud.
Dots of water marks appeared on the glass, which stretched into lines. From the initial sparse spots, they became secrets.
That night, something happened that they didn't expect.
It started to rain.
The last song also ended at this time. People who had woken up from the carnival came to their senses and finally noticed the rain outside the window.
When it rains, monsters will appear in the city. Those mimic creatures from the deep sea will take advantage of the wet weather to devour human blood and turn into human forms. No one is willing to go out and take risks at this time.
Sure enough, no one wanted to leave and stayed in the crowded and dark bar.
Originally, the priest would appear after the show, but now, what will happen to him?