The former sounds like some kind of weird disaster, while the latter is the solution: survivors wear "clothes" to deal with the "flower season".
So so many worn clothes are discarded in piles.
And the clues about them point to the town of Kazgir - at least the last page of the notes.
Lu Li summoned the merchant and handed the notes to it and brought them back to the land of light, allowing Chris and the others to find ways to reveal the blood-covered text.
The strong wind raged on the clothes mountain again, and the invisible force lifted up every dirty and faded piece of clothing, confirming that the pile of clothes no longer hides clues.
Before leaving Kazvovo town, Lu Li investigated the sheds beside the Clothes Mountain. Each house with residual traces of residence has something in common: the wardrobe is empty.
On the way out of town, the shops and cabinets passed by against the wall, and the dummy model fell out of nothing.
Clothes are not synonyms, they mean clothes themselves.
Near the coast, Lu Li led the snot and suffering people south along the coastline. The last destination of this trip was Kazgier Town, which was more than ten miles away.
Lu Li deliberately stayed in reality, just as he guessed, without any weird attacks on them.
Gemini Town is shrouded in strange silence.
Lu Li couldn't detect something strange, and the evil spirits should know, but the suffering people would not answer, nor would they not invite guests.
"Can you feel anything?"
She shook her head with a snot and could see the world inside, but she couldn't find the truth.
Continue walking in the quiet dark land, the waves are the only sound besides the footsteps.
At some point, the snot that followed him stopped and looked up at the dark sky.
"What's wrong."
"My good friend said that many flowers have fallen..."
Flower season.
The scribbled nouns in the diary emerged in my mind.
The dreamer invades reality, like the dazzling light of daylight blooms outwards with the dream, like the oil lamp lit in the dark, gradually revealing the blood-colored shadow falling from the sky.
When Lu Li saw the flower fish, he found that he was no stranger to them: bloody dandelions, the disaster that ravaged the Kingdom of Allen in the old era.
These blood-colored dandelions as big as snot and fists fall slowly, carrying the halo of the dreamer falling into the dreamer and melting silently.
This is true. If the dreamer cannot block the weirdness, Lu Li is not qualified to leave the land of light.
Moreover, as the soul, Lu Li should be able to ignore the physical blood-colored dandelions, but the nose is not.
The dreamer gradually retracted and protected Lu Li and the snot, and the suffering people were excluded. The blood-colored dandelions that should have taken root and grew disappeared when they fell into the bloated bodies of the suffering people, leaving only the evil spirits like leeches
The body trembled slightly.
"Let's go back."
Kazgir Town was near, but Lu Li suddenly returned to Kazvovo.
Blood-colored dandelions also permeate here. Lu Li returned to the Clothing Mountain, and these blood-colored sluts fell on the shabby clothes, and there was no difference between them on the streets when they fell on the eaves and on the streets.
Because these clothes have been "used"?
Lu Li summoned the merchant again to bring clothes out of his dreams. These brand new and clean clothes cannot stop dandelions.
Looking back at the sloppy last words in the notes, the problem may not be the clothes themselves.
Is it some weird force that possesses the clothes?
With guesses, Lu Li returned the same road, and the bloody flowers dyed the earth red, and they melted like snowflakes in the dream of falling light.
The suffering people who like pain and harm like these, and each blood-colored dandelion makes its body tremble, but this also causes the evil spirits to transfer, and Lu Li has to let the merchants bring hemp ropes to tie up the suffering people.
It must be admitted that the evil spirit "companions" can bring confidence to the soon-to-be-step into Kazgir town.
Those who enter the dream cannot approach the suffering people. Lu Li brings a hemp rope to get in touch with him.
Dozens of eyes close to Lu Li stared at him at the same time. Lu Li looked back and threw the hemp rope from the heads of the suffering people, hugging it tightly.
Grudge...
The body of the evil spirit was squirming, as if it could crack and devour the soul that was playing with the evil spirit at any time.
But Lu Li just calmly tied the hemp rope tightly, picked up the end that was landing on the ground and returned to his nose, and pulled the suffering people back to move forward.
Soon after, I covered the footprints I left before and continued to rush for another hour, the blood-colored dandelions melted under my feet revealed the broken and flat road surface.
On the morning of the fourth day of departure, Lu Li finally arrived at Kazgier Town.
Lu Li let his nose hide next to the suffering people for the time being, and it was safe around it. Then he floated in the air in Kazgir town.
A ring suddenly rose from behind Lu Li, like a ring of fire emitting dazzling light, sprinkling from behind Lu Li to the earth.
The light behind Lu Li is like passing through broken clouds and sprinkling onto the seaside town that once was in a corner of the chaotic dream, but just like the gap between imagination and reality, the once prosperous and bright town is now lonely and faded.
At the same time, some illusion appeared in the dark: it seemed as if the guests were watching themselves without invitation.
Or other existences.
The ring of light disappeared from behind Lu Li, and the earth returned to dark and cold, as if it had happened before was just an illusion.
Lu Li returned to the snot and suffering people.
"let's go."
The blood-colored dandelions no longer fall, and the sea breeze blows them, sweeping them into the dark depths that cannot be seen.
Lu Li still remembers the way "I" returned home in the dream.
Following the broken road paved by the beach, Lu Li walked into Kazgier Town.
The strange and familiar street scene always aroused the memories that had been forgotten in the depths of the dream. After all, it was the memory of the evil spirit. Lu Li could not bear the tremor caused by the explosion in his mind. He closed his eyes and temporarily stopped receiving information around him.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Snot wanted to hold Lu Li's hanging palm, but passed through the illusory palm.
“…overcome some memories that do not belong to me.”
Lu Li is a ghost, an uninvited guest is an evil spirit, and humanity and curse titles do not work... Even just fragments of memory in dreams are washing away his reason.
And when he was about to fall into a dream like an abyss and forget who he was, a pair of fair palms appeared and gently picked up Lu Li's frowning face.
The eyelashes trembled slightly and opened the gap. Lu Li's brows gradually stretched out, breaking free from the fragments of the dream.
The illusory palm disappeared, Lu Li looked up at his nose and said, "It's okay."
He resumed his progress, and what he saw still hit Lu Li's will, but he would not be lost again.
There were endless houses on the street, and Lu Li's attention fell to the windows upstairs.
A long, unfolded dress is close to the window, like a headless plastic dummy posing in front of the window in a dress...
As Lu Li continued to watch, his faded long skirt floated away from the window.
…or invisible silhouettes wear them.
The last line of writing of the notes appeared in Lu Li's mind again:
"Are we wearing clothes or are we wearing clothes?"