Ember Gun

  Chapter 620 Complex Nature

   "Nine Summer..."

  Sao Liangxi looked at the slightly dim light above his head, everything around him began to dim, and only this one was left, it became more and more blazing, like a high-hanging red sun.

The breeze hits, and there is a clattering sound all around. A golden river can be seen while the reeds are swaying. It flows through a short village. You can see someone standing under the eaves, humming something. The melody is so familiar. It makes people feel calm.

"It's a very beautiful place. Unlike these industrial machinery, there are greens everywhere. We don't pay attention to gods and the like. Instead, it is the shelter of our ancestors. It is completely different from Inervig. s country……"

  Sao Liangxi recalled, looking for a story to tell in the vague memory, but after careful thinking, there was nothing to tell.

   "The most beautiful scenery is when I was a kid."

  The tavern is very quiet. Everyone is listening, listening to this story from behind the far wall.

  Sao Liangxi picked up the wine glass and took a sip. It was strange to say. For the strange taste of Hercule's "recurring fate", Siao Liangxi unexpectedly liked it.

  In her opinion, some differences between the two countries are normal, even for fine wines.

  Even Hercule didn’t realize that under his operation, these nine summer people had already begun to think that Inervig, and even the wines in the entire Western world had this taste.

  Shao Liangye also sighed inwardly from time to time. He didn't expect that the people here were drinking this kind of stuff. He had the opportunity to let them taste the wine of Jiu Xia and save these poor guys.

  "My family lives by the lake. Because there are unknown names for generations, we started a lot of training at a very young age, such as sword dancing."

Shao Liangye beside    was also recalled by Shao Liangxi's words, and his memory was dragged into the vast golden.

"We have a training place. It was built by the lake and paved with bluestone on the ground. There is also a huge maple tree on the side. In late autumn, these leaves turn into fiery red gold and are blown off by the wind. Wandering, under the sunset, everything is golden."

  Sao Liangxi pursued the vague memory and placed himself in the golden world.

  Her intoxication did not last long, and then she smiled awkwardly.

"there is none left."

   "Nothing?" Hercule repeated.

   "Well, there are no too detailed memories. Others are very violent. It's like a fog, I can't see it." Sai Liangxi was very sorry.

Under the influence of antimemetic, she can remember not much about Jiu Xia, most of her memories are covered in mist, even if there are some clear memories, it is useless for Hercules to understand Jiu Xia, unless He wanted to discuss with Shou Liangxi, the method of hunting demons by Jiu Xia.

  Speaking of a bit of unbelief, what Shao Liangxi can clearly remember in his mind seems to be the only knowledge related to the fighting of monsters.

  "The memories of the anonymous people have been affected by antimemetics. After leaving the Great Wall of Forgotten, most of their knowledge of Jiuxia was blocked for protection." Lorenzo explained.

   "Is it okay to say this?"

  Shao Liangye pointed to Lorenzo, to be precise, Buscalo, who was leaning behind him.

"Yup!"

  Lorenzo woke up with a look on his face. In total, he had never thought of this before.

   "Hey! Did you hear anything?"

Lorenzo grabbed Buscalo roughly, and the poor old guy only hummed meaninglessly. There were several empty cups on the bar in front of him. In order to get rid of this terrible reality, this guy abruptly got himself drunk. NS.

   Hips, and the heavy alcohol smell comes on his face with a peculiar smell.

Lorenzo dropped him with a look of disgust. Buscalo fell to the ground, probably because of a pain from the fall. His face twisted, but he quickly stretched out his body and found a comfortable posture to sleep. Up.

   "Look, he doesn't seem to hear anything." Lorenzo waved his hand.

  The expressions of several people are a little stiff, and they want to ask Lorenzo, is he really your friend? I always feel that being Lorenzo's friend is not a good thing.

   "It sounds a bit sad, I can't even remember my past."

  Drunken words sounded, Luo Luo leaned on the other side, looking sadly at Biao Liangxi.

  Sao Liangxi's gaze was a little strange, she looked at Lot, whose cheeks were red, and then at the half glass of wine beside him.

   "Is he... drunk?"

  Sao Liangxi looked at Lorenzo for help, and Lorenzo nodded, walked over, and patted Rod on the face lightly.

   "It looks like it is, this guy is drunk."

  Rod’s amount of alcohol is really surprising. He actually poured it in half a cup. This is a bit bad. Several people drink well. After all, they can’t return to the pump of perpetual motion drunk, but now Rod is a little unconscious.

  Lorenzo could already imagine that those guys were talking endlessly about themselves.

   "Is the past true or false?"

  Rod was completely unconscious. He asked again, raised his hand, and pointed at Siao Liangxi. This time he was using Jiu Xia language, and Lorenzo did not understand what he was talking about.

   "Who knows? I hope it is true, but sometimes I can't help thinking in bad directions."

  Sao Liangxi also responded in Jiu Xia language, probably because the alcohol has loosened the will a bit. This person who never knows about troubles is rarely confused and at a loss.

   "What if all I remember, these vague ones, are all fake? There is no red gold, nothing..."

  In the numbness of alcohol, huge fear envelops Sao Liangxi.

  Antimeme is a blazing firework. It can burn powerful enemies and infect fire bearers. Suspecting it will collapse oneself, but not everyone can trust absolutely, almost blindly.

   "卲良溪."

   Shao Liangye said in a deep voice at this time, he rarely showed a little anger, and looked directly at Shao Liangxi’s eyes.

  Sao Liangxi smiled perfunctorily at this, and then said.

  "Think about it, think about it, it’s always okay, who knows this kind of thing? Antimeme protects us, and also makes us self-doubt, so there are things like creed to restrain us.

  I still believe in the creed, but sometimes I can’t help but think of it. "

  She has no idea to continue.

   "This kind of thing is difficult for others to understand, so let's do it first."

  Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere froze for a few seconds, until Lorenzo broke it all.

  "Do you doubt...? Actually, I can understand, Liang Liangxi, I have had this experience too, I'm afraid you don't believe it."

  Lorenzo shook the glass, remembering the secrets hidden deep in his soul, and couldn't help smiling.

  "Don’t worry too much, the forgotten ones will remember one day. For you, when you return to the Great Wall of Forgotten, everything will be answered, won’t you?"

  "Go back..."

  Listening to Lorenzo’s uncomfortable consolation, Liang Liangxi paused, and then the strange smile filled his face, as if she would come up with some trick to toss you in the next second.

   "Let you auspicious words!"

  As she said, she picked up the wine glass and touched Lorenzo.

  Everyone was celebrating again, except that Rod was like Buscarlo. He crawled on the bar drunkly, lifted his eyelids reluctantly, and the picture in his field of vision was blurred.

  Even so, he could easily distinguish the figures of several people, recalling Lorenzo's words in his mind.

  Return to the Forgotten Great Wall...

  In fact, everyone knows very well that even marginal figures like Rhodes are the same. A cruel battle is waiting for them. Death may come at any time, and everyone is not immune.

  It's just that no one thinks in the dark direction, just like Shao Liangye doesn't let Shao Liangxi think about it, sometimes being a fool can live more happily.

  I don’t know why, maybe it's just to come into contact with the dark side of this world, or it may be the reason why Rod is a "newcomer". He feels that he and Lorenzo are different from everyone here.

  There is something in his heart, it hasn't gone out yet.

Rod fell into a deep sleep, and the cheers became stronger, mainly Lorenzo and Sang Liangxi were yelling, Hercule picked Poirot out, and the big mouse looked like he was sleeping just now and was hugged with a confused look. In his arms, he rubbed the soft fur vigorously.

  ……

   Sign the documents one after another, and they are piled up into a mountain and placed on the other end of the long table.

  It was night, and the thunderstorm outside still didn't stop. Seleu looked out the window and stretched vigorously, ending today's tedious work.

  She sat in a chair and stayed for a while. No one was silent around. Seleu remembered something, went to the cabinet to the side, opened the safe hidden in it, and several heavy books appeared in front of her eyes.

  Seleu wrapped them carefully, and then put them in the suitcase.

After a knock on the door, the old butler walked in and signaled to Seleu.

   "The carriage is ready."

"wait a second."

  Seleu put on her coat and wrapped herself tightly. Considering the current situation, she also hid a pocket knife in the coat to deal with various situations.

  Walking to the long table, she put the documents that need to be taken to the cleaning agency into the suitcase, and then walked towards the old housekeeper.

  The old butler reached out and tried to take the suitcase, but Seleu didn't give it to him this time. The suitcase was heavy and she insisted on taking it herself.

   "Are those books for them too?" The old butler noticed Seleu's actions just now, he asked.

   "That's it," Seleu replied.

  The old housekeeper followed Seleu, looking at the dark suitcase with some curiosity.

  He also had the impression of those books. When Seleu returned to Inervig, apart from herself, he only brought back those books, which she kept strictly as if they were some precious treasure.

   "Let’s... go to the Black Mountain Hospital first. I have an appointment with Dean Abigail, and there is no time left for delay."

Seleu got into the carriage and was supposed to go directly to the decontamination agency, but she temporarily changed the destination. The old butler did not say anything. Anyway, she is now a person with real power. Whatever she said, she probably only used it as a reference. , I won't pay much attention to it.

  The carriage drove into the thunderstorm, swiftly all the way.

This is not the carriage of the Stuart family. At the beginning of the death row plan, the decontamination agency took over the security of the country builders. Now Seleu is also a member of the country builder, and she has also been subjected to the detention agency. It is directly protected, and only the coachman of the agency can be found to find the way to the Black Mountain Hospital.

  The hidden hospital hidden in this bustling city.

  Seleu put his hands on the suitcase, touched it carefully, feeling its texture, and recalled the scene of Lorenzo and others when they left in the sea of ​​silence.

  In the end, the strange doctor did not come back with Lorenzo, he was the only one who walked out of the end of the world alone.

  At that time, Lorenzo was exhausted. After climbing on the Chenhui Advance, he almost passed out, but after that, things went a lot smoother. They successfully left the place of death, and then it was now.

Along the way, Lorenzo did not tell what he encountered at the end of the world. Even after returning to Inervig, he only told information about the Secret Guardian. If Seleuc knew it, in Lorenzo’s story, Few people realize that he is not the only one who has reached the end of the world.

  I don’t know what the reason is. Lorenzo has hardly mentioned the situation of the epidemic doctor. He doesn’t say it, and other people have no way to force him to say it. The same is true of Seleu.

   "He... is probably dead, right?"

   Seleuc whispered, thinking of the terrible doctor.

   Epidemic doctor.

  Seleu didn't have much contact with him, but she knew the evil deeds he was sitting down. Such a guy should be locked in the depths of **** forever, burned and corroded by fire.

  But when the epidemic doctor handed these notes to Seleu, Seleu had a strange feeling, even if she thought about it now, she was still puzzled.

  In her free time, she also looked through these notes, which recorded unprecedented knowledge.

   Seleuc was both joyful and terrified.

The knowledge in    was enough to promote the advancement of medicine, but she also smelled the heavy smell of blood from the experimental conclusions, which almost solidified into entities, pressing her heart through words until it stopped completely.

  She didn't know how to judge the epidemic doctor. He deserved to die, but he burned a little light.

  Seleu remembered the conversation with Lorenzo before, about good and evil, about good and evil.

  In Lorenzo's view, these things are built based on human self-cognition. The beasts don't understand these things. They only know to eat and multiply. These things are used to restrain humans, but they are not beasts.

  So monsters like epidemic doctors are not in this list, but he was once a human, no matter how deformed, he still has a human part.

  Contradictions and conflicts.

  This is the last gift that the monster gave to the world. Even if he left, he would make a mocking sound.

   "It's weird."

   Seleuc said to himself.

"what?"

   asked the old butler who was sitting across from him. He noticed that Seleu was rarely confused.

"people."

"people?"

   "Yes," Seleu looked at the rainy night outside the window, "Humans are really complicated."

  "It's like a puzzle with no answer."

  　 I feel like the donkey of the production team

  (End of this chapter)