Volume Three, Second Floor. The Abyss Chapter 116. The Dead Are Gone
"It seems you have been abandoned."
Lu Shang and his group took advantage of the chaos to escape. The little girl and Zhou Ye who were watching did not take the helpless people seriously. There was a huge temptation in front of them. Who would care about it?
Those cowardly soldiers and crabs around him. Zhou Ye watched those people hesitate, struggle, understand, blame, and then left Tang Ling without mercy. He gloated and teased Tang Ling, but he didn't know if Tang Ling could hear it.
See yourself talking.
"Mumu, leave those bastards to you." Zhou Ye ordered Zhang Mu, who was protecting him in front of him. The other party immediately nodded, turned around, and prepared to turn into an opening to chase Lu Shang's group.
Before they moved a few steps, the group of dolls that originally rushed towards Zhou Ye and the little girl suddenly split into two halves, and one half rushed towards Zhang Mu. The dolls that were about to jump on Zhang Mu's back suddenly stopped, and after trembling a few times, they continued to control
Its power suddenly shattered, and the dolls floating in the air fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, and piled up into a small hill.
Zhou Ye withdrew his hand that was reaching for Zhang Mu and shook it, a little casually, but full of mockery and provocation, and asked Tang Ling who stopped in front of him: "Have you forgotten that I am still here?
?”
Tang Ling didn't pay attention to Zhou Ye's words. The unabashed malice on his and the little girl's face made her feel extremely disgusted.
Why would anyone collude with monsters? The two of them are so similar. They both have an innate viciousness towards all living things. No wonder they can stand together in such a tacit understanding.
Then it's their turn to resist.
Tang Ling manipulated the dolls in front of her. Countless dolls piled up together to form a huge colorful wave, which was as tall as the high wall around her.
After losing all her family members, Tang Ling's last support was shattered. There was overwhelming hatred in her eyes, directed at the person in front of her. They died because of them, and other people who had no power to restrain the chicken also died because of them.
Death, you should finally get retribution!
"Hahahaha! Tang Ling, you are indeed a born lunatic!"
Zhou Ye's wild laughter resounded through the sky, and the little girl's shrill scream broke through her eardrums. As the dolls in other corners of the maze began to boil, the hoarse screams reached everyone's ears, and finally calmed down.
"Lu Li, go try to wake Tang Ling up. She keeps talking in her sleep."
In the dark night, Lu Shang sat aside holding his knife and shouted to Lu Li beside him. The latter nodded and stood up slowly. His body was a little stiff due to the ice and he staggered to a place not far away.
Next to the little person in a ball, she kept whimpering unconsciously in pain. Lu Li hesitated, pushed Tang Ling's shoulder, and called softly.
"Tang Ling, wake up, Tang Ling."
Before Lu Li could shout a few times, her hand was grabbed by someone, and the person lying on the ground suddenly stood up. Under the dark sight, his scarlet eyes looked at her with fear, and they were determined to die together.
Lu Li still hasn't been able to get used to Tang Ling's eyes. The red pupils clearly have no focus, like the eyes of a blind man who has lost his sight. But when he casually glances at them, they seem to be staring at him, flickering.
With a dangerous light, with the same desire and hunger in the eyes of the dead little girl, the desire for human beings, the hunger for flesh and blood, this is not the change that they, ordinary people or special people, should have.
Lu Li suppressed the fear that unconsciously surged in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and asked Tang Ling, who was frightened and on guard, with a calm face: "Tang Ling, are you awake? Can you see clearly who I am?
?”
Tang Ling blinked and stared for a long time, then narrowed her eyes slightly and carefully identified the person in front of her. She heard Lu Li's voice in her ears, and her brain was also telling her the identity of the person in front of her, but she didn't
She still didn't recognize her, so she had to rely on her pair of red eyes, which others said were always scarlet, to filter out the monsters in her vision, try to distinguish between reality and illusion, and then slowly identify the identity of the person in front of her.
.
"Ah, Sister Lu Li." After a long time, Tang Ling shouted dully.
"Well, it's me. Are you having a nightmare? I just heard you muttering something." Seeing that Tang Ling finally recognized her, Lu Li felt relieved and asked Tang Ling softly.
"Well, I didn't fall asleep. I can't fall asleep." Tang Ling nodded and shook her head. Her fingers unconsciously stirred her messy sleeves. This was a habit she developed when she was uneasy. Lu Li saw her
He didn't want to answer, and he didn't force her. After touching her head, he slowly walked back to Lu Shang and handed Tang Ling her private space.
When Lu Li just walked away, Tang Ling huddled herself into a ball again. She didn't dare to close or open her eyes.
As soon as she closed her eyes, those parasitic souls on the dolls pounced on her one by one in a world full of blood, full of resentment and hatred. They imprisoned her limbs and gnawed away bit by bit.
Let her watch helplessly, seeing blood holes appear one after another on her smooth skin, and then the dense white bones inside are exposed, but she can't scream, even if the pain makes her consciousness weak, even if she wishes to grow a mouth all over her body to scream
. Unable to resist, waiting for death. In the end, she felt that her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and her heart stopped beating, because they had been completely eaten by them. There were still a bunch of flesh and blood skeletons standing, and she fell so alone in terror.
in hell.
When you close your eyes, it's the nightmare after that battle. When you open your eyes, it's the nightmare of reality. There will be monsters everywhere, visible and invisible to ordinary people. Some of them are close to Tang Ling in the blink of an eye.
A few centimeters away, one body was uglier than the other, with pustules bulging out and blue fluid leaking out. They couldn't see her, but she could feel them. They didn't exist, but they were here.
Tang Ling didn't know why she suddenly became like this. Ever since she fell inexplicably on a hill piled with dolls and was brought back by Lu Shang and Lu Li, her eyes had become what Lu Shang and Lu Li said.
of red eyes.
After Lu Shang and Lu Li picked her up, they repeatedly asked her some incomprehensible questions. She didn't remember the battle they mentioned with Zhou Ye and the little girl. She didn't remember that Tang Yong died trying to save her, and her
The memory started after following Song Wenzhou and the group of people left, as if they had fallen asleep. People cannot know what is happening in the outside world while sleeping. This was the case for Tang Ling at that stage.
At the same time, what made Tang Ling feel strange was Lu Shang and the others. Zhou Chen, Zhang Ziang and Liu Ruyan were all missing. After she woke up, only Lu Shang, Lu Li, Yan Yan and Yan Yan were left beside her.
Lu Shang and Lu Li usually stick to her, although their faces look normal, but inadvertently, strong sadness will appear on their faces.
Tang Ling was very sad.
She felt exhausted by the dark days in the past and the hopeless survival in the future. Why did she always forget things, why was she the only one who kept dragging her feet, and why everyone had memories, but she was the only one who acted like a fool
, every time you wake up is a re-adaptation to the unfamiliar.
Tang Ling hugged herself tighter. Only at this time could she rely on the thin warmth of her body to get some comfort.
Temporarily forgetting that her parents are dead, temporarily forgetting that she is in danger, temporarily forgetting that she is still lingering on alone, with a bunch of messy memories.
"Isn't Yan Yan back yet?"
Lu Li walked back to Lu Shang, sat casually on the ground, and asked Lu Shang next to him.
"No." Lu Shang was sorting out several backpacks on the ground and counting the materials inside. Suddenly a mobile phone fell out of a bag with coagulated blood clots on it. It was Zhang Ziang's mobile phone.
There was silence for a while. Lu Shang stared at the phone on the ground, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking. Lu Li also turned his face away, trying not to cry anymore.
"At least, we don't have to worry about starving now." After a long time, Lu Shang said to Lu Li in a hoarse voice, as if he wanted to ease the atmosphere at the moment, but it was all in vain.
Lu Shang picked up the mobile phone on the ground, stuffed it back into his bag, raised his head and looked into the darkness in the distance, and said softly: "It's my fault."
If it weren't for him, after waking up, he would insist on finding Tang Ling again. He couldn't believe that Zhang Ziang and his group would abandon a child, and tried his best to hold back the anger in his heart. He understood that Zhang Ziang and the others were trying to save him, but
After waking up, when he proposed to go back to rescue Tang Ling, no one except Lu Li agreed. They quarreled fiercely and finally broke up. After he asked them to wait for him where he was, he took Lu Li back to the place where he was.
When he went back to find Tang Ling, he never thought at that time that the unhappy separation would be a farewell forever.
Everyone died.
Together with Zhang Mu, the powerful murderer, they fell on the grass.
Only Yan Yan was lucky enough to save his life because he was hidden in a hidden corner by them.
It's his fault.
It's all his fault.
Lu Shang fell into endless self-blame. Even though Lu Li told him more than once that everything was not because of him, he still couldn't control himself. The departure of all his former friends made him breathless. More than once, he expected
He fantasized that if he had not searched for Tang Ling willfully at that time, would they have died? But reality would never give him what if, he could only greet the corpses of others in a daze and accept that he had his own way.
the consequences it brings.
Once again, once again, he harmed other people because of his impulse. If Lu Li hadn't still been by his side, Lu Shang might have collapsed long ago and no longer had the will to live.
The dead are completely dead, and the living have to live with their sins.
The dark night contains all sins and sorrows, covering them so tightly that they cannot be seen at all.
At the other end of the darkness, Yan Yan stood among the doll ruins, lowering his head and looking at the fallen monster on the ground. Its fingers were still shaking slightly. The dolls around it were almost eating it clean, and it was still panting.
Whispering to prove that he was still alive, Yan Yan slowly raised his hand and pointed towards the object on the ground that could no longer be seen. The broken hair beside his ears fluttered due to the wind blowing, and the thing in front of him was completely lifeless.
, even the last bit of residue has disappeared.
Slowly retracting his hand, Yan Yan took a long breath and blew away the dust floating in the air. He turned around quietly and walked away slowly.
"Mumu, Mumu..."
In the thick smell of blood, a man knelt on the ground, crying out sadly to a rotting corpse. His vision was dim, hiding the large and small wounds on his body. The man was unaware of the pain in his body and trembled.
Touching the body on the ground, his face was covered with tears and he was crying so hard that he could hardly make a sound.
Holding the tall corpse in his arms, even though its body was already exuding a disgusting rotten smell, the man hugged it tightly, burying his head in the corpse's arms with attachment, rubbing it intimately, as if he wanted to feel it
The temperature coming from the body.
Finally, he slowly raised his head and glared fiercely into the darkness. His face was torn apart, revealing ferocious scars. He gritted his teeth and said quietly in the dark night: "Tang Ling..."
