The two stood on the slope, motionless for several seconds. When the fog gradually opened, the fishy wind that had not completely dissipated caressed their noses, and the light sky dyed the field of vision into a duck-egg blue color. In the distant depression,
, that hill-like shadow is covered with mottled, gray colors, like countless tiny patches.
"Shall we... let's go take a look?" Lin Sanjiu asked softly, his eyes never leaving the hill.
It stood silently in her field of vision, like a hometown she had not seen for many years in her memory. Her eyes became a little sour, and she wanted to crawl at its feet and tell it every moment of her life after leaving home.
story.
This feeling is obviously not unique to her.
Sibaan pursed his lips tightly, probably fighting another will in his body, but there was a pool of green water in his eyes, like a lake blown by the wind in the forest. He didn't answer for a moment, and he passed by
It took a while before he finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "...I think we should go over and see the situation, but I couldn't believe my judgment just now, and I fought against this idea several times."
"Me too...what do you think now?"
"I still think we should go there." Sibaan glanced at her, and the skylight reflected into his emerald pupils, showing a translucent light green: "Unless you have a better idea?"
She didn't.
Searching aimlessly for Mim is just a waste of time; since the source of all this is right in front of you, why not go there?
Whether she came up with this idea after thinking about it, or whether she pretended to have thought about it and gave herself an excuse to approach the hill - she didn't know.
Even though Lin Sanjiu couldn't hear Teacher Yi's reply, he still gave her a brief explanation before walking down the slope with Siba'an. The two passed by corpses lying dead on the ground, trying not to let them go.
They stepped into the mud-like carrion; amidst the increasingly strong stench, they approached the bottom of the depression little by little.
Along the way, they didn't see Mim's shadow.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the earth finally stopped sloping downwards and spread out flatly into the distance. When they arrived not far from this behemoth, the fishy smell in the air was as strong as substance, slowly flowing in.
In the nasal cavity and trachea, people feel like vomiting.
The two of them raised their heads with pale faces, their bodies were trembling slightly, and neither of them spoke for a while. After they finally restrained the urge to pounce on her, Sibaan glanced at her, his lips barely opening.
Said: "...This is not going to be easy."
When he opened his mouth, it felt as if he could taste the taste of dead bodies on his tongue. Lin Sanjiu also responded in the same way, opening his lips slightly: "I didn't expect it. I thought the queen must be here."
After saying that, she couldn't help but look up again.
On the "hill" in front of the two of them, pairs of dusty black shoe soles stretched out densely. From a distance, they looked like clusters of pairs of black mushrooms emerging from the hillside. Countless ones.
The feet spread all the way up, until reaching the end of the hill, people could vaguely see the legs of the corpses - these people must have jumped up in the same posture before they were alive, with all their heads and feet pointing in the same direction;
The corpses were squeezed and piled together, and even their shapes were difficult to distinguish. Only the clothes of different colors on their bodies could still make out a vague outline.
Below the mountain of corpses, the prostrate backs became even denser, and not even a hand could squeeze between the human corpses.
The two of them had to endure nausea, and opened up the corpses in front of their calves one by one, and dug out a passage - such a large number of corpses had been piled here for at least ten years. Once they were turned over, the dust and rags,
The black fluff, bone fragments, and all kinds of unnamed filth that fell from the corpse were all thrown into the air. When Er covered his mouth and nose and finally reached the foot of the mountain of corpses, Lin
As soon as Sanjiu lowered his head, he found that his boots were tangled with locks of black dead hair, and he immediately made a "dong" sound in his throat.
"Judging from the degree of decomposition of the corpses, the people in this mountain of corpses should be the first to come to Shambhala."
With his palms covering his face, Siba'an's voice sounded dull and unclear: "Batch after group of people couldn't help but want to throw themselves down here just like we just did... until there was no more people here, and later people
Just circle around it and crawl on the ground."
"Under this mountain of corpses..." Lin Sanjiu said softly while imagining the first scene, "Isn't it the Queen Mother?"
"Yes, I think they live underground like those black things just now. You see, these people who are attracted will put their faces on the ground... This will make it easier for them to get directly into people's faces."
"Then Mim..."
"I don't know where he is," Siba'an seemed to be rarely this anxious. He spoke before she finished speaking: "Besides, he is a trainee fighter and does not have a communicator on him."
After his voice fell, the two of them fell silent in unison. They both knew in their hearts that if there was still no sound after such a long time, the possibility of the boy surviving was slim.
"He tried to save us," Lin Sanjiu only said half a sentence, but her throat seemed to be blocked - she suddenly realized that she didn't feel sad or angry for the boy at all, only a little bit of sadness.
It was as if I had just said goodbye to a friend.
After a long while, Sibaan wiped his face and said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go see this Queen Mother."
After struggling in the doomsday for so many years, they did not know how many deaths they had witnessed that were more sudden and unacceptable than Mim. Loss has long been normal; all the unfinished gratitude and love for the deceased,
All expectations will fade away and become dusty together with the name.
Every time you bid farewell to a life, it's like dying a little bit yourself.
Lin Sanjiu called out [Tornado Whip], weighed the size and weight of the mountain of corpses in front of her, and suddenly whipped it into the air. Along with the rapid air wave that she tore apart, Si was also thrown towards the mountain of corpses.
The [portable artillery shells] thrown out by Ba'an - when they rushed into the air, they suddenly aroused several blue lights, as if they had forcibly created a passage in the air; in the blink of an eye, the cannonballs crashed into the mountain of corpses.
It smashed out huge holes.
The ground began to tremble, and the mountain of corpses seemed to be electrified, shaking off corpses one after another and turning into powder in mid-air. The prostrate human bodies in the distance finally lost their balance and rolled down the slope one after another.
The surrounding slopes were buried in the smoke and dust.
"Look!"
In the sharp and howling hurricane, Sba'an's voice was also blown away: "There is a cave entrance under the corpse mountain!"
As he spoke, more corpses rolled down in clusters, filling the hole that had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Lin Sanjiu immediately stopped whipping, and when the wind gradually subsided, he pulled out his feet.
Rushing towards the messy sea of corpses.
They trudged among the corpses in a garbage dump, and struggled to clear the area where the hole had just appeared. All the corpses had no faces, only half-empty heads like empty balls, and they no longer felt like humans.
.Twisted and broken pieces of corpses blocked the downward hole. When the two finally dug out the entrance of the hole again, even Sbaan looked a little embarrassed and dirty.
"I never asked you." When the two of them looked at the dark hole on the ground, which was as big as a human head, Sibaan sighed lowly: "What kind of dream did you experience? You brought it out of the script.
The thing brought us here, which means it has some connection with your dream."
"I don't want to recall it," Lin Sanjiu replied firmly.
Although she slaughtered Peanuts Town in a dream, the sense of reality was no different from when she actually slaughtered a town. She could even vividly feel the warmth and twitching of the townspeople's bodies - but it made her
What makes her unwilling to recall the dream is not the reality of the massacre, but her indifference to the massacre.
The feeling in the dream should be stronger than in reality.
After a few seconds, she felt that her tone was not very good, so she added: "To be honest, in my dream... there was a mountain, which is somewhat similar to here."
Sibaan nodded and did not ask further. When he turned away his green eyes, Lin Sanjiu suddenly had a feeling: he was a person who could quickly cut off contact with others.
"The hole is too small, we can't get in." He said as he slapped his wrist - a projection immediately jumped into the air, densely populated with graphics and text introducing each item. "Look for it too.
Look, is there anything that can dig holes without making much noise?"
Lin Sanjiu thought about it and realized that she did have one - even though digging holes was not its specialty.
When the painter was called out, both Sibaan and him looked equally at a loss.
"Don't paint the circle of soil at the entrance of the hole." Lin Sanjiu knelt on the ground and gestured: "Do you understand? I want the soil at the entrance of the hole to fill your painting, so that it will be big enough. If you don't
If you can draw, just squat down and dig a hole for me."
The final painting was covered with dead bodies and had a gloomy tone, as if a gap had opened in hell. Even by the darkest aesthetic standards, it had no beauty. Lin Sanjiu didn't know about the previous paintings.
The painter always dealt with it the same way, but this time, the painter rolled up the canvas and gave it to her.
"It's a very smart special item," Sbaan said with a rare smile after Mim disappeared. "Are you ready?"
Lin Sanjiu nodded, looked at the dark and deep hole, gritted his teeth, and slid down the wall of the cave. My mother has finished writing. I have been stumbling over Kawen recently, which makes me very uncomfortable. I got up this morning
At that time, my eyelids were really covered with a layer of eye shit, the world was all yellow, and it was difficult to open my eyes... Fortunately, it got better later, at least it didn't hurt anymore. In fact, when I saw the two leaves of Xiu Yu yesterday, I made a little noise.
I knelt on the ground... It was so terrible that this generous act happened to coincide with my request for leave. It was a double blow! At that time, I got up and typed 500 words angrily, thinking about repaying your wrong love... Later,
My eyes hurt, which proves that you have indeed fallen in love with me... and the little brother in front of you has given me a compliment. Oh my god, you guys have really doted on me recently. How can I put it, I am so embarrassed that I am so embarrassed! Yes.
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