The illusion before my eyes shattered like a bubble.
Lu Li stepped onto Wanghai Cliff and approached the sapling, which once grew green leaves but withered again.
He gently pressed his palm against the rough surface of the tree trunk, and for a moment Lu Li quietly retracted his palm.
The precious humanity flows into the Anne tree, but no trace of life is felt.
Does Annie share the emotions surging over the forest?
"This is Wanghai Cliff."
Lu Li turned on the oil lamp, and the gradually blooming light dispelled the coldness around him, and walked into the cave.
Caterina and Pusius, who were both evil and evil, followed quietly.
They saw the abyssal stone wall at the end of the cave and the abyssal stone door that was ajar.
Catalina took the oil lamp from Lu Li and waited for him to push the stone door to reveal the furniture behind it.
There is no dust in the empty fireplace, the bookshelves that were once filled with books are only filled with fluff like rotten flesh, the moist black soil in the potted plants is like a swamp, and the things around the edges are piled with dust like gravel.
Like the two wooden houses, no one has been here for at least ten years.
An oil lamp sat on the desk, buried under dust.
There is a letter inside.
If the oil lamp is not broken, the letter can be stored inside for hundreds of years.
The oil lamp was placed next to the table. Lu Li took off the old oil lamp shade. Lu Li took out the yellowed letter paper, leaving dirty fingerprints.
【Dear Lu Li】
[I know the rumors about the deserted land from some friends. Is that you? I can’t confirm it, but you have indeed been missing for a long time]
[I asked a messenger to call the merchant, but the merchant didn't come, and I asked the messenger to contact you, but the messenger didn't come back either. Jimmy said you might be in trouble, I don't know... I plan to wait for a few days]
It's Remy's letter.
There are a few lines left on the paper, followed by new content.
[It’s been a month, and my brother and I decided not to wait any longer. What’s going on with the circulating poems? It’s like the ritual of the trance rope]
[Amp will stay with us, the children and the sculpture. I left the letter in the lampshade so that it can be preserved longer. If you come back, let the messenger contact us instead of coming to us. As weirdos, we are here
Walking on the earth is not dangerous]
"How about it?"
Pusius asked expectantly.
"It's a letter left by the former residents of Wanghai Cliff."
The statue and the children were left behind, but there was no trace of them. The Remi brother and sister who were looking for Lu Li most likely did not come back, otherwise Lu Li would have seen another letter.
"So the clue is broken again?" Pusius felt annoyed.
"The clues to be traced are not here."
Even if Anna had been here they wouldn't know unless she left traces.
The real clues lie in the ruins of Belfast and the beings who occupy the streets.
The former shelter is now dilapidated, no longer suitable for habitation and shelter.
Lu Li opened the dusty cellar. Although moisture inevitably invaded the ground, the materials piled up remained as they were twenty-four years ago.
The tools used to climb up the rust are no longer usable, but the cans may still be edible, but the taste may become muddy and weird.
The taste may not be very good, but it is definitely within the Terminas first-class standard.
"let's go."
Picking up An Lei's letter, Lu Li picked up the oil lamp that left a mark on his desk and walked out of the cave.
There is nothing worth remembering here.
"Is that where we're going next?"
Looking at the top of the sea cliff, Pusius looked towards the ruins where he could glimpse the glory of the past. Now there were many weird and weird outlines there, and even Pusius did not dare to peek for too long.
"There seems to be something strange at the port!"
The exclamation called Lu Li and others away, but Pusius stopped them from looking.
Whether it is the huge whirlpool on the other side of the ruins that seems to be able to absorb souls, or the existence of sarcoma on the attached building, it is not something that humans can look at without harm.
"It's something that looks like a spine, and there's a very knowledgeable scaffolding next to it!"
Using the harbor hut as a reference, the length of the spine is twenty meters.
It was a big guy in life, but nothing special. The length of the skeleton of Ghost Town is measured in miles, and the ribcage can accommodate a small town and a safe zone of several miles around it.
Leaving the top of the cliff, the two wooden houses that symbolize memories of the past gradually disappeared into the forest.
They all knew that this was a sad moment, but the cheerful mood of the forest made it difficult for them to empathize.
"Are there any other residents of Wanghai Cliff?"
It was still a long way to go to the nearest elm street, Psius took advantage of this moment to ask.
"Only a few."
They still don't know more.
Lu Li never talked about what happened in the past. Apart from the stories spread about him, as partners, they would not know more than others.
Sin's health is getting worse and worse, and Catalina said he only weighs a dozen pounds at most.
The drooping facial features make people think of the word "aging".
"Put me down..."
When Lu Li was about to walk out of the elm forest and saw the broken ax next to the tree stump on the roadside, he whispered weakly and remembered Evil Fall.
"The time is coming...I can't go on with you anymore..."
"Mr. Evil..."
Pusius's face was shocked and sad. If he didn't have the consciousness of the forest, he would definitely cry.
Evil Fall gently pushed Catalina away. Of course he didn't have the strength to push her, but Catalina cooperated and put him down.
"This is a nice place, at least they don't hate me..."
Evil fall supported the tree stump and sat down, waving to Lu Li: "You guys go ahead."
"We will remember you."
The sad Pusius sobbed without tears and left with Lu Li reluctantly.
The Evil Fall quietly watched their figures go away, and then quietly waited for death to come.
After a period of silence, Pusius said: "Mr. Evil will still remember us after he turns into a weirdo..."
He would look back every time he walked.
Evil Fall gave them a week to accept his departure.
Lu Li didn't answer him, and neither did Catalina.
To their surprise, they soon heard footsteps and weak shouts behind them, and saw the Evil Fall chasing after them.
Evil Fall couldn't understand that he had lost his memory after disembarking from the ship. He found no signs of being attacked by strange things. More importantly, he was no longer in pain and fatigue, nor was he troubled by pollution anymore, as if his body was recovering from health.
Even Pusius was wary, suspecting that Evil Fall was possessed by a weirdo or had become a weirdo.
"What is this? Your letter..."
In confusion, Evil Fall took out the letter from his pocket, with the words Lu Lishou written on it.
"wait"
When Catalina spoke, Lu Li had already taken the letter and opened it.
The sloppy handwriting seems to reflect the weakness of the writer.
【This is my cursed bloodline】
【I will come back to life when I die, just this once, given time】
[From losing my memory to my death, this is the time I have after resurrection]
【Don’t let ‘me’ know this.】
[Remember the time, drive me away as the countdown approaches, or stay away from me, the further away the better]