Doomsday Wonderland

"but,"

The young man Yu Yuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He turned away his eyes and said, "Before we go out to play, let me find you some clothes to wear... There are many people outside, so you can't be naked."

Wait, you can’t be naked?

Where is she naked?

Ah, it is indeed a dream. Only in dreams do you often lower your head and find that you are wearing nothing. Sometimes the sense of shame is so strong that it makes you want to hide, but sometimes you can show off and enter the house.

I am now 80% in the second situation...

Eh?

Lin Sanjiu looked down at his well-made vest and field pants, a little stunned. Isn't her dress quite complete?

"Don't worry, I didn't see anything."

The young man Yu Yuan had already turned around and opened the closet door - they seemed to have been outdoors in the sunshine just now. As soon as Lin Sanjiu said that he wanted to find clothes for her, Lin Sanjiu immediately found herself standing in Yu Yuan's bedroom, looking at He took out a jacket and a pair of shorts from the closet.

"Who is he?" Paulin Sanjiu raised his eyebrows, because he kept the same expression all year round, and his face always looked like he was about to bite someone at any time. "Don't ask questions. Does he want to buy or exchange?"

Rough? How many hardships have you gone through?

The ground trembled and suddenly fell deep into itself, and a thick cloud of dust and dust rolled up into a cloud of yellow smoke. With just a few tremors, not a few people came out of the ground and disappeared in time.

Simiya's immediate reaction was to come over. She turned around blankly and met Yu Yuan's eyes as he rushed down.

As we got closer, the sounds of conversations and shouts were carried by the wind first, and the square was full of shadows and people coming and going. No one built a stall with wooden slats, no one spread a piece of cloth on the ground, no one pushed out the clothes drying rack outside the house, and there were a lot of broken and big things hanging on it - Simiya was just one As they walked out of the square, they saw a few people greeting Yu Yuan very cordially: "He's here! Is that his friend?"

My reaction made Simiya stunned.

"Give him whatever he lacks." You slowly suppressed the urge to cry. "You want those things, but he doesn't want them either. Do you want something to eat?"

Baishan Town seems to have a very depressed economy...

"Is there anything you haven't read? He can be polite to you."

You squinted at the roof of the house, then at the water supply, and finally at Yu Yuan.

But those words were too polite to Yu Yuan.

Ximiya hugged Paulin Sanjiu tightly, and stood at the edge of the square with Yu Yuan, looking at the place where Xiaodi opened his mouth, still breathing, feeling dizzy and dizzy for a moment. You even remember how you got there.

Yu Yuan was startled. "Ah? What Baishan?"

"Yu Yuan," Bo Xu Qingui raised his head and called out to Simiya, "Is that person his friend? Are you... um, are you too smart? I said I would give you food, but You've been there for a long time, gesticulating in the air."

"It's bad," Simiya also became interested, "There is not a small batch of useful things in your card library."

Xu Qingui looked up at the things under your booth, raised his head, and took a deep breath.

"He came all the way, he must be the most arrogant," Yu Yuan glanced at you.

"This...did he see it as something underground?" Xu Qingui asked.

However, Paulin Sanjiu watched you place the things on the ground one by one, but you didn't come to get them. You waited for a while without moving, and confusion gradually appeared on your face.

Simiya vaguely felt like he had been to a place called "White Mountain Town", but the details came to mind, just like you are trying to recall a dream... Just remember, it was difficult or difficult for you to leave Baishan. It ran out of the control.

"How does he know your name?" the big boy asked with a straight face.

I always remember...what kind of bad place is Baishan Town?

"Don't panic, little family." It seemed like there was no one in charge. At this moment, he climbed down from a table and shouted: "Clean up everything in the distance. Those who are willing to go home will go home, and those who are willing to continue will continue... The trap has begun. , that distance is not the most dangerous place today!”

"Why is Yu Yuan's face so small?" Simiya tied her hands and took everything, then changed the subject with a smile.

"Is Baishan Town very remote?" Simiya asked.

Simiya, who was looking for a place to make a small bag of shrimp patties, was stunned when he heard this.

"Take all that butter bread for him," Simiya said while uncarding the food. "He is skinny and lacks nutrition. He can just eat that..."

"How many people were left behind?" No one asked.

Everyone in the town seemed to know Yu Yuan. No one greeted me, patted me on the shoulder, or poured me water along the way. While working, you wandered for a few steps and met a stall owner who wanted to give you something.

Paulin Sanjiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and even his facial muscles became a little stern.

"It should be, it should be," the still-shocked townspeople responded while clutching their belongings tightly.

It really is? Bolin Sanjiu is also in Baishan Town?

"Baishan is not in the name," Xu Qin laughed and said, "You also know why it is called Baishan Town. The town is obviously the backing."

When Simiya raised his head, he found that under the sidewalk in front of him, a round white mouth opened at some point - the manhole cover of the sewer was visible.

There are many questions that Simia wants to ask, such as whether there is no one farming in the town; where the required materials and supplies are transported from; what the town produces... But you have not had time to ask any of those questions.

"I hope you don't think it looks bad," he handed the clothes over and said, "Our town in Montenegro has been very nervous about fabrics recently, and I don't have any more clothes for you to choose from."

The male stall owner glanced at you, his expression not weird at all.

It's just that Xemia also remembers Daogao, how did you come to Baishan Town? Yes, its geographical location must be so bad - even communication with the outside world is almost extinct, no wonder it's due to the economic depression.

Besides, Yu Yuan will harm you again.

It is indeed unlikely to see anything, Lin Sanjiu thought to herself.

"That's a lot," replied the person who knew who it was. "If no one knows exactly who fell down, please tell their family members when they get home."

An enamel basin with broken skin everywhere, but it attracted a few bad people to ask; a bag of chicken manure, Simiya had not stood as far away from it as possible; several sets of polished glass cups and bowls, but not even a pair Cleanly polished plastic slippers with worn-out soles.

Do we see it? Can I bring things into my dream? But those foods...were they also what you dreamed about?

"What is he doing?" Yu Yuan also squatted up, touched the top of Bolin Sanjiu's head, and asked Xu Qingui.

Bolin Sanjiu couldn't hold back his joy and his face lit up - when the seven people stood up, Yu Yuan said loudly: "That child can usually eat. You may have enough to eat tonight."

The edges of the cuffs of the jacket were worn white; the shorts were too big and the laces were pulled loose. Obviously, Yu Yuan is not the first owner of these two clothes.

"Why does it look like there is no one there?" Simiya looked around and asked.

"Ahem," Xu Qin once again had a bad intention and touched the front of his neck. "There is really a way. We have found the repair materials... It can also protect our family from the sun and rain. Everyone in the town knows that the sewer has a cover, so it is not safe."

Simiya looked at the mountain of food in front of her, opened her mouth, and didn't feel stupid at all.

Seeing that Bolin Sanjiu's face was getting worse and worse, Yu Yuan sighed. "What if he comes to your house for dinner tonight?"

"Baishan Town is too small," Xu Qin explained, "but it's quite beautiful, isn't it? The buildings are no longer old. You think the old architectural style is very ugly..."

Although Yu Yuan is young, he is very trusted and respected. He is always stopped by people asking him questions. Simia is like a kite that I have lost, walking around under the market. The less I see, the more I feel that I am tolerant - when you walk behind a stall, you suddenly move and move.

Just wear it... Lin Sanjiu put on her coat with confusion and confusion.

Almost every inner wall is mottled and peeling, and water stains have turned the walls white. The weather was bad before noon, so many families opened their small doors to ventilate. From every deep and dark doorway you passed, a waft of air wafted out. The rich yet clear smell of boiled cabbage.

"I saved your man's life," said the stall owner, although his smile still lingered on his face, but he still had no lingering fear. "The situation was so dangerous at that time! None of you expected that such a big hole suddenly opened in the ground. It's as if children were specially selected to get started. People in the distance can feel it, but your man is retreating. ...If Yu Yuan was smart enough to rush through the crowd and drag you out——"

The sun was warm and cold, and the cracks under the brick-red sidewalk were clearly exposed. Dust was floating in the air high above the road, and green mangoes had just grown under the tree on the roadside. The green mangoes were only hanging on the lower half of the tree, as low as a human hand could reach. The branches were empty, and there was no fruit.

Yu Yuan was wrong; compared with the desolate and peaceful town below, the town square was simply a completely different place.

It’s okay to add a jacket, but it’s a bit laborious to put the shorts on over the field pants; but Xu Qinhuai didn’t seem to realize it at all. After you put on a weird outfit, he smiled and said: “Bao, then you can Went out for a walk.”

You vaguely remember that every time you go to Baishan Town in the future, there is no "White Mountain"; but the lowest things in the town are a few buildings with seven or seven floors - let alone Baishan. You remember seeing it when you came here. There was only a desolate land and scattered woods on the edge, not even a mound.

"From the town," Yu Yuan introduced with a smile.

"Xu Qin's friends are not your friends," the male stall owner waved his hand very generously and said, "If he sees anything, just tell him!"

"Don't look at us like that... but people are all good," Yu Yuan explained loudly, "It's just that many people in Baishan Town are curious about him."

What's the meaning?

"What a shame it is Yu Yuan." Simiya took a breath, "The ground collapsed? Come and repair the damage, right?"

Simia felt bad--you actually said it was an exit, and the things under the stall were almost all rags.

You see a house in the distance. It seems that the roof tiles have been repaired and covered with a white thing. Just as Simiya was about to take two steps closer to see what the white thing was, her arm was suddenly covered by Yu. Yuan pulled and heard me shout: "Daxin!"

"Trick?" Xu Qingui said loudly and glanced at Yu Yuan.

"What are you selling? You know, they are all useless garbage." Yu Yuan sighed again and said, "You didn't grow up relying on people from outside the town to support you, so you can't sell anything bad."

The screams, the sound of shelves breaking, the sounds of running footsteps, and the noise of things being knocked over were all loud and clear, but they were always covered up by the sounds coming from deep inside the ground, quickly breaking off and expanding, like flesh. A dull sound like being torn apart.

"It's a coincidence that he came here. There is no second-hand market today. You can't exchange items or buy some second-hand things. It's very quiet... I guess everyone is gathering in the town square now." Yu Yuan raised his hand and gave it to Xi Mia looked at a plastic bag that had come out from Zhishou, and said, "Would you guys go take a look too?"

"Bo Lin Sanjiu?" Xu Qingui squatted on top of her body, startling the boy who was only seven or eight years old.

"Where are his parents?" When Simiya asked, she vaguely remembered whether Bosh Qingui seemed to have parents.

Because at the last moment, a huge deep pit suddenly collapsed in the center of the town square.

When you said that, you had to be anxious before continuing: "You will have a boyfriend today."

Simiya nodded, walked around the sewer, and asked as he walked: "By the way, UU Reading www.uukａnshu.net Where is Baishan?"

"Did he say he wanted to give you something to eat?" You asked, "Where's the food?"

"Something's going on," Dao Gao shouted. "Something's going on. The pit was only seven or eight meters long. It was only in the center of the square and it hasn't stopped yet!"

Maybe, Simia thought, if you could see the original appearance of the building.

Just like you are vaguely worried about Tai, the townspeople are quite cold-hearted.

……Right.

You are so polite... After walking around for a while, Simiya discovered that the male stall owner was not the only one who had displayed a mess of rags.

Simiya stood there blankly, watching the surrounding townspeople pick up their belongings and move around. They avoided the deep pit that was closing in a hurry and exuded a faint fishy smell, and continued to set up stalls.

My face looked quite ugly, my eyelashes drooped, and I just said "hmm".

Although the used goods market is bustling with people and low interest, the lack of supplies in Baishan Town means that bad things will appear in the market - no matter how extraordinary, no matter how trivial, no matter how valuable, the lifespan of utensils has been extended. It’s reached its limit; as long as it falls apart even after being picked up, no one needs it.

A few words immediately caused an earthquake. The news spread like wildfire. Several older children ran out from the stall and looked at Ximiya from a distance as if they were animals. Yu Yuan waved and hurried away; several men whispered to each other and sent out a kind-faced man. , wanting to touch Simiya's skin - "Hey," the middle-aged man retracted his hand as soon as he touched it, "Why is it so rough? It's really bad, as if it's been... greased!"

"Stop teasing you," Yu Yuan said loudly without complaining, "It's not very difficult for you to live alone."