Doomsday Wonderland

Anyway, the interaction has taken place and the clearance pass has expired, so it doesn’t matter if we ask more local people to inquire about the situation, right?

Lin Sanjiu felt that there was nothing wrong with her logic, but she could not convince Bohemia.

"If you have anything to ask about, the city lord with a face full of pork tapeworms has told you clearly that he is about to set a trap on the wall. If you don't leave now, why are you wasting your time asking about your mother's natal family? ?”

"It will take time for us to walk from the top of the wall," Lin Sanjiu advised. "The wall is too high. It will take us at least half an hour. What if we are caught in a trap?"

"Smash it, just smash it," Bohemia paused, and the boldness with which he spoke again was obviously at least 70 percent tough. "I've been hit with such a big piece of bad luck like you, why shouldn't I be okay?"

Lin Sanjiu was so annoyed by her that she looked at her a few times and asked, "Why can't you wait to leave?"

"Who can't wait? Why are you so eager to make fart noises?"

"No, you think, our pass pass is invalid," Lin Sanjiu, one head and two older, advised: "Even if you go out, you still have to come in through Beicheng entrance again to get a new pass pass. Now ask If you understand, next time you come in, you can finish it quickly."

Bohemia probably realized now that they were going to come in again, and she looked as if someone had poured jealousy into her nose.

In order for her to nod and admit, "You're right," Lin Sanjiu had to lie down and have a dream first. She accepted Bohemia's acquiescence and quietly came to the edge of the roof again - when you were arguing with each other just now, everyone was lining up in circles on the order of the city lord with a white-lined head. Open, with me as the center, the big boy has already been in his original position.

"How come no one in the world has seen the things outside that prison?" you said, but your thoughts were interrupted because you were crying so hard. You paused for a few seconds and picked up another topic: "Don't tell me whether this Npc has ever seen the sea... We have nothing to do with you? From now on, you will even care about whether your companions are alive. Since the trap will be ineffective after being triggered once, what if you kicked him in? "

The white lines covered everyone from head to toe in a mess, forming a shape that was drawn blindly with a pen tip and could barely be seen to be a humanoid shape; with the joy that could not be imagined, every humanoid shape They were all struggling, bending down, and stamping their feet... The white lines were also knocked and twisted into random shapes one after another.

The low walls on both sides of the south city entrance are almost pitch white outside the night shadow; only when you don't know where to look or what to look for, you will see a vague, white wave-like shadow, washing away little by little. covered the entire low wall.

But besides being trembling with fear, you also shed tears - after all, that was the daily life you were used to.

Simiya pushed Bolin Sanjiu away, and the seven of them fell under the roof; as if countless white pen tips scratched out from the sky under the head, there were many messy threads, entangled, tumbling, and... Sliding up outside the square. You raised your body and followed the white line with your eyes, just in time to see the target they were rushing towards - this big girl.

"He is a lively person with no faults in his mind. You are related and related, so why does he pamper you everywhere? Why are you so important? Why is it your turn when he cooks shit and buys dog gifts? He took you to see the sea... He gave you everything you asked for, but do you want his life? If you put your heart and soul in front of you in the future, there will be nothing left. It's all because of him, you That’s why he looked so weak now.”

"If so, you are really going to be angry."

Before you can climb down a few more steps, the entire city beneath your feet turns into a tumbling white.

The big boy closed his eyes hard. "Yes, it's because of the city lord's 'replacement' ability... it's necessary..."

Just when he was about to jump to the next roof, Pauline Sanjiu paused, turned around and asked, "Is he leaving?"

"You must get off your horse and leave," Paulin Sanjiu frowned and said, "The only way to retreat from the North City entrance is to climb over the wall. This city lord has just finished setting up traps. Please slow down. If you can Turn it out."

Just a hundred meters away, everyone the boy has known in his life, your mother, neighbors, classmates and friends... all have twisted call signs one by one, can't control themselves, but can't even fall to the ground and faint. It's the ball of white thread that arrived.

You raised your head, as if you wanted to make a fierce and threatening expression, but also wanted to cry; but in the end, you suddenly burst into laughter.

"Because you are all special people... so in the face of the city lord's attack, do you have any ability to protect yourself... so you will always stay active, but if you have no way to resist, you will run away. Yes, even if you degenerate Or, there is a way to deal with the city lord, that’s what my mother told you, because the city lord is not...a person formed by a ball of threads, he will be injured and bleed, he will be detained and restrained, and he will die."

Pauline Sanjiu made no sound. You raised your head and looked at the night sky for a while during the first two or eight minutes. Surrounded by low walls, the night sky looks like just one big patch.

"What ability?" Paulin Sanjiu watched you speak, then released his hand from pressing his ears, and asked: "The degenerates have retreated from the city. What does it have to do with them? Why do you want to torture them?"

Ye Huoxin said, no matter how small your skills are, no matter how few props you have, once the trap is activated, you will not be the same as you are as a special person.

"What should I do?" Xing Feihong asked loudly.

Simya understood.

Bolin Sanjiu lowered his eyelashes and said loudly: "Before you grew up, whoever you looked at was your last target, your wallet, resources and props... At this time, you feel that taking a look at the fantasy world of Xiaohai under your fingers is also a good idea. That's enough, that lively attitude is quite silly.

You raised your head, and outside the white night, your eyes were burning brightly.

"Get out of the way!"

"That's his decision."

Before Simiya finished speaking, a sharp neighing suddenly erupted from the center of the square and went straight to the sky - it was indeed "straight to the sky", because this neighing sound was made up of countless messy and thick sounds. It was made up of white threads that surged up from under the city lord's neck, spread slowly in the air, and covered the entire square in the blink of an eye.

Simia understands why she is afraid; it seems that as long as Bolin Sanjiu tells the answer, your life will be like a long dream that continues forever.

What about outsiders? The special people outside that city will be tortured from time to time... Of course you can't just leave, but those people left, right?

At this moment, two things happened at the same time: First, the people covered by the white line under the big square all let out heart-rending screams one after another at the same moment, echoing in the night in waves. .

Your voice was very strong and intermittent, and it was almost muffled above the happy screams of nearly a hundred people beating their eardrums like waves. "The city lord will extract your happiness and strength, and then the happiness and strength will be made into part of the trap. When the retreating and degenerated people step into the trap, their reaction will be replaced by your reaction at this moment. …”

The big boy seemed stunned. He looked back and forth at the seven people and asked, "Are they leaving?"

"The city lord's ability..." you said blankly: "No one will be able to do anything but a villain in the future..."

"How long does he think it will take after all the traps are laid out?" Paulin asked Simia, "At the speed of this shadow, seventy minutes? Half an hour?"

Is the trap still close? When you reach the low wall, you dare not waste even a minute. You quickly throw the fixed hook off the wall and climb down quickly under the cover of the shadow of the dark night.

The big boy climbed up under the roof tremblingly, and quickly lay down under the edge to take a look - your mother had also turned into a white thread whose shape could not be discerned.

"Ximiya, you're leaving." Outside Paulin Sanjiu's eyes, honey-colored twinkling sun seemed to be waving. "He must come to you."

Simia turned around and glanced at the big boy thrown in front of you in a daze.

Did you cry or cry? It was also asking for help, as if you already knew you were going to see that scene. You sat back with a pale face, covering the side of your face with one hand, as if looking at the square, it was the least resistance you could do.

Pauline Sanjiu turned his head.

"Compared to other people, this big girl may be more willing to help..."

Simiya wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask.

Seventh, the second after the white line touched the big boy, Simiya used his consciousness to drag you from the main square to the roof.

"What is he looking at you for?"

"He chopped the sentence into pieces? Start from the beginning and break it into pieces." Bo Xing Feihong urged patiently.

You seemed to have forgotten the big boy in your mind. You gestured to Simiya and jumped on your feet - your long hair and skirt suddenly fluttered in the night sky, like a fleeting butterfly. The wings quickly closed under the opposite roof.

"W-if you and mom could run away... it would be bad."

"This city lord can kill or injure me, but he has no way to deal with me. You can't let me fall into a dream... All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream... Use that sentence next time Poetry is still to deal with him.

"You have never seen the sea when you were growing up. It's hard enough to survive now. Besides, no one will take you to see it."

Although the wall you climbed is located at the northern city entrance farthest from the city lord, at that speed, it would only take two or eight minutes for the trap to wash under you.

You are not yet in mid-air and can see half of the city. The messy white lines under the main square looked like a layer of fragmented, twisting white smoke from a distance, gradually spreading in all directions - Simia felt that in just the blink of an eye, half of the city was covered with smoke. White.

You wiped your eyes vigorously.

"Is this big boy NPC saying that degenerates can also take advantage of the city lord?" Bo Xing Feihong held the climbing rope tightly with one hand, his big face was pale and tight, and he didn't have any expression at all. "You're really knowledgeable."

Simia raised her head and looked at you, stunned.

"That was a dream, right?"

From the south entrance of the city, several shadow waves are gradually spreading to both sides - it is obvious that the city lord's goal is to "wrap" every wall.

"It has nothing to do with you?"

"Is there really no seawater in there?"

"This city lord wants to spread traps all over the city," Paulin Sanjiu said seriously, "I can only let one person go."

"Ximia, please slow down," Bo Xing Feihong said, almost reaching the other end of the roof. "The wall on the other side is really far away."

At this moment, it was as if the world of Simia had collapsed and turned into pieces, about to be washed away by the torrent of time.

Perhaps because there is less "raw material", the expansion speed of the trap has increased by up to twice at this moment; the trap and the white line go hand in hand, and wherever they are affected, a fresh, buzzing cry of pain will erupt. ——But very slowly, the sound will die out, as if the sufferer has not exceeded the limit of his own sound.

"You..." The big boy subconsciously followed a few steps, then stopped. You looked at the square and said, "You can walk...your mother will find you. Have you ever left the city...what's it like inside?"

Is this city lord aware of your plan?

Paulin Sanjiu said "hmm" from outside his nose, but had no intention of answering.

"Wait a minute," Simiya climbed halfway, glanced back, and Ye You shouted loudly. "He looks this way."

Bo Xing's red hair was stuck under his face with tears. Simiya wanted to reach out and stroke it away, but she was able to loosen the rope and it was enough.

"Just go find the residents of other districts," Paulin Sanjiu crossed his arms and said, "It looks like we are about to get busy. 'Put it on your ability', and you know what you want to do - forget it. , it has something to do with you anyway."

For a moment, the world seemed to have been scrawled by the anger of an older child. Wherever the eye could see, there was only a rolling, expanding, messy white line of boiling water.

The big boy spoke.

"Your mother said," the big boy said loudly, "extracting happiness and setting traps go backwards at the same time. They look at...the wall in the direction of the south city entrance. Is it the same?"

You stood up as if sleepwalking, took out the props needed to climb the wall from the card library, and gave them to Paulin Sanjiu.

You glanced at Pauline Sanjiu; the former had been looking down the main square.

Simia couldn't make a sound, so she could only wait quietly.

By the way, there was nothing extremely important or urgent outside the night inside...it was necessary to let Paulin Sanjiu know about it. But the bad thing seems to be recalling a long-forgotten dream. No matter what you think, there is no way to pick up the thoughts and turn them into sounds.

The big boy was stunned again, "You?"

"The city lord is fair, you are all from the rotation area... Mom will be drafted every one or two weeks to participate in the preparation of replacement traps. Because the trap can only be used once, if it is triggered, it must be rearranged."

"Nonsense, who wants to stay here as a tombstone for the NPC?" Paulin Sanjiu glanced at you and tied the climbing rope.

In addition to the fear that was getting stronger and stronger in Simia, Paulin Sanjiu said: "What do we want? UU Reading www.uukanshu.net has something to do with you in the first place. Is he still leaving? Yes, yes Do you want to find someone to inquire?"

The big boy was shocked, it was so smooth.

The seven people jumped several times in a row before the screams of pain were far away and the pressure was tightening on people's nerves; the big boy had long since disappeared into the low and high buildings.

"But you have to get close to me... get close to the white line that forms me before you can activate the Singing Wanderer. Before you jump on it, you also know whether you will fall out of the happy trap first or I will fall out of the dream first."

I'm afraid it's just to expand the scope of the trap...

Bolin Sanjiu looked at the small ground at his feet and said loudly: "But there is only one way, right? If you put something down, he, the family, and the people on the ground... will all be alive, right? ? Why did you get involved in such a bad thing?"

"What's going on?" Paulin Sanjiu pressed his fingers tightly against his ears, and in addition to the painful cries of the waves, he shouted at the top of his voice, "What's that for? Your ears are about to burst!"

Paulin Sanjiu still had a sullen face and said: "You will buy a kind of nail polish in the future, and the live heart will show various colors and illusions under the ten fingers. If you stretch out the sun, you can see the sea, sunshine, palm trees... "

You are afraid that if you ask, Paulin Sanjiu will tell you the answer clearly - "What happened to these living people is your fault, why should you care about it?"

"Are you asking him or ghosts?"

Simiya and Bo Xing Feihong looked at each other.

Looking up, the low wall that has not yet been crossed is still extending straight into the night sky, as if it will never end. Simiya and Pauline Sanjiu were trapped in mid-air. They had time to go down, and there was no room for their feet.