It was a rusty old basketball stand that was shaking. It was tilted halfway. The pillars could barely support the pile of debris, but the backboard and basket were about to fall into the dark, dark water on the ground. They were not the original ones.
The concrete floor was a stinky quagmire, and the shadow cast by the basketball hoop also swayed in the stagnant water.
Like a crow's call, it cut through the gray sky, breaking the claustrophobic silence with its eerie feeling.
This cry also made Gu Jun suddenly pull out of the stagnant darkness, his heart began to beat again, and his mind reconnected.
He opened his eyes and looked around. The gaps in the branches obscured most of his sight. This was a dead tree, with some dry brown leaves that had been dead for a long time still hanging on the branches. Eternal death seemed like
Suddenly, these leaves could no longer move at all.
But there were no dead trees on the basketball court just now.
What happened just now...
Gu Jun pressed his painful head and stood up from the ground. He still had his backpack and other belongings on him, but the surroundings had changed. There were dank swamps, dead trees, black and smelly water, and twisted...
Weeds, these overlap with the basketball hoop.
Just like that basketball hoop at the end of the alley was always built on this dead land.
"Just now... Ah Miao suddenly mutated... and then..."
Gu Jun tried his best to recall that there were some chaotic scenes and pictures that hit his mind, but he couldn't organize them well, just like an amnesia patient who couldn't remember the memories he had lost. He could only press the side of his head.
I thought, while carefully exploring the surroundings.
Ah Mu, Chen Xing and others must have taken the black liquid and absorbed the power of the black goat, which also caused huge changes in their bodies.
He didn't know what was going on in biology. The existing knowledge of human beings and the limits of the mysteries they could master were quite limited. He didn't bother with those issues for the time being. The key was that these "negative choices" in the streets
"It seems that everything has become another kind of existence...
At that time, a black mist suddenly gathered in the sky.
It seems that it came when Ah Mu called "Mom", and the person calling should be Shub-Nicolas...
Gu Jun stepped on the tangled grass under his feet and walked around the pools of stagnant water. The original cement floor had not completely disappeared. There were still some broken cement blocks half-sunk in the gray-black soil. He was
Step on these cement blocks and walk through this swamp.
Here, it seems to be a foreign world.
He looked at the gray sky and easily came to this conclusion.
Because he has seen this piece of sky, not only from the illusion, from the memory of the soul boy, but also experienced it personally and witnessed it with his own eyes.
This sky is the same as the sky in the high-walled space.
Back then, he was the one who blew up the Yirong passage with his own hands... Now, he has come to this world again.
Di——
The sudden sound of an electronic alarm interrupted Gu Jun's thoughts and made him break into a cold sweat. The sudden sound came from under his feet.
If it hadn't been for this sound, he wouldn't have noticed the situation. A yellow shared bicycle was buried deep in the mud. Only a tiny part of the front of the bike was exposed above the mud. The sound was exactly what it made. It was Chen Xing riding in circles.
That shared bicycle.
Chen Xing...
The PEEK skull on the right side of Gu Jun's forehead felt a cracking pain again, forcing him to press hard, otherwise it felt like something was about to burst out.
He recalled some memories again. In the end, Chen Xing rushed over with his bicycle. Vice Captain Cao fired at Chen Xing, and then...
Weird memory scenes were tugging and pulling, sharp bones burst out of Chen Xing's body, and Chen Xing's hands became...like a guillotine...
I don't know if the memory triggered the nerve perception, or if the nose really smelled the smell of blood, the fishy smell of human blood.
Gu Jun's brows furrowed, and he reached out to pull the slightly exposed front of the shared bicycle. As if a mechanism had been triggered, the swamp where the bicycle was located suddenly made a roaring sound, and the shared bicycle sank and disappeared.
But something flipped up.
As he watched, his eyes suddenly narrowed and the veins on his forehead tensed up.
A frightened old bald face was one of the three old men. The old man who was almost hit by Chen Xing and scolded Chen Xing.
The old man's face was split open... no, it was split from the top of his head. The skin, flesh and skull were split, and the blood was mixed with the swamp water...
The head where the face is located is not connected to the neck, but is chopped off.
Chen Xing got into an argument because he scolded his neighbor for being too noisy, and then hacked his neighbor with a kitchen knife. He was schizophrenic thinking about getting rich overnight...
"Is Chen Xing a negative choice?" Gu Jun asked around, the anger and confusion in his heart, and the thick rotten smell around him, seemed to tear him apart, "Isn't this scum? What has this old man done to you?
?Lin Jing, what are you thinking about? What are you thinking about?"
He didn't understand whether these people, the Black Goat believers, held any great ideas.
Let the negative choices defeat the positive choices? Or inflict the suffering they have suffered on others? Or go to the extreme of the jungle and use the power of darkness to do whatever they want?
After Gu Jun learned about Lin Jing's life experience, he was a little confused.
His own life experience was complex, but he was not as humble, helpless, and trapped by a tragic fate as Lin Jing. He even thought for a moment how Lin Jing could break through the trap. From his position, he could say a lot of things without back pain.
idea, but in reality, thinking without external forces, separated from the environment, and separated from the environment is not Lin Jing's dilemma, nor is it the dilemma of those like Lin Jing.
A young girl suffered from a high fever in childhood and had some neurological problems. She was abandoned by her divorced parents and was taken care of by her grandmother. Because she was aggressive when she was sick, she was locked up in a small house of a few square meters by her grandmother from the age of four.
Grew up to the age of nineteen.
There is almost nothing in the small house except a broken bed, a broken quilt, and a toilet. How can she break the trap of fate?
Such things actually abound.
Such negative choices have their own misfortunes.
Therefore, when he was at Lin Jing's house, Gu Jun wondered whether this kind of life made Lin Jing take such a path, but now...
"Why?" Gu Jun asked.
But there was no echo in the surroundings, no hazy auditory hallucinations, and the crows stopped chirping.
Gu Jun took a deep breath. He couldn't bear to look at the cracked old man's face again. The current situation did not allow him to pick up the head and take it away for burial. When he looked at the lonely surroundings, how many dangers were being hidden.
, I don’t know what’s going on with other people...
At this time, with his attentive listening ears, he vaguely heard some painful screams coming from a distance, like the voices of Cao Yicong and the others.
Gu Jun immediately headed in that direction, holding Carlop's scalpel in his hand, and walked cautiously.