Indescribable cyberpunk

Pushing open the two closed doors, the two corpses and Wu Jing inside had long since disappeared, leaving only a mess.

"Wind Chime, are you hungry?"

Turning on the control core of Blue Bird and looking at the moving red dots on the light screen, Zhu Jue was not in a hurry. He squatted down and touched Feng Chime's forehead.

It didn't keep up with him before, and when Zhu Jue came back, he saw it panting and catching up with him, which made Zhu Jue feel very distressed.

As for the disappeared person, there is naturally a way to bring him back.

Before leaving just now, he consciously started the blue bird and activated the tracking mode. The target of tracking was naturally Wu Jing. Sure enough, after he was led away, someone else entered the house and took all three of them away, and the blue bird followed. It follows it, and its position will be updated in real time on the map in the control core.

Ouch~

The wind chime rubbed into Zhu Jue's arms, humming softly and shrinking into a ball, refusing to move anymore. After all, it was just a little lynx a few months old.

Who isn’t a baby yet?

"Okay, let's find a place to have lunch first."

He entered the house and picked up the weapon box and backpack. Zhu Jue was quite surprised that the other party didn't take these two things. Originally, he thought he might have to wait until he came to ask for them later.

There are very few restaurants in the religious area of ​​Rongxia City. The occasional two are old and old. Zhu Jue initially thought they were some century-old restaurants with back-alley delicacies. But when he went in and took a look, he found that they were all cheap food stalls. The dishes are all prepared in advance, and most of them are vegetarian. Not to mention the taste, at least the appearance is unpalatable.

In the end, we could only leave the religious area and head to the tourist area next to it.

As a place for tourists to carry out activities, the environment in the Rongxia City tourist area can only be said to be in the sky and on the ground compared with the religious area.

Although the old lanes seen in the religious area are also present here, most of them are concentrated on the first floor and have been decorated externally, using some festive red shelves or a new layer of wall paint to cover them up. There is a dense flow of people, but they are all locals of Rongxia City wearing jackets and cotton-padded clothes. Most of the tourists are just passing by and will reach the overpass within a few steps.

The overpass here is not the kind of aisle-like land bridge that Zhu Jue had in his previous life, but a real elevated square connecting all directions. They are usually above the third floor, suppressing the dirt and poverty at the bottom, allowing tourists to go up and take a look. There are only various street performances and more glamorous shops than the last. This is their playground.

As for the environment underneath, who cares?

Zhu Jue deliberately walked downstairs for a while. He saw many doll shops on both sides of the street. There were handmade wooden dolls, machine-made dolls, singing and dancing toy dolls, and even some simulations. A doll with signs such as "Sustenance in this life" and "Blessings in the next life" hanging outside.

Because this last kind of doll was made to look very human-like, Zhu Jue felt a little panicked when he passed by, wondering who would come to buy this kind of doll.

"You don't understand this. These dolls were bought to be used during the Spring Festival. There will be a water and land dojo at that time. There is a custom here in Rongxia City, which is to find a doll to pray on the day of the Spring Festival. , write down the sins, grudges, resentments or some weird wishes of this life on the paper and then burn the doll~ That’s not called a curse, they call it obsession. Burning these obsessions means If you say 'let go', you will be blessed in the next life."

There was a tour guide beside him who was explaining science to the people next to him, so Zhu Jue took advantage of the situation and listened a little.

"These dolls are made so similar, they must be expensive, right?"

someone asked.

"It depends on which kind you buy. For example, the one here, 500 federal coins is good enough. If you are fancy, you must go to a specialized store to buy it. I heard that some superstitious rich people buy bionics directly. people."

"No, the Omnic Law stipulates that you cannot damage androids at will. If you buy it and burn it, if it is recorded by the android, it will be reported to the Blue Wing Machinery Group. Although you will not go to jail, there will be a fine and credit stain. , and will be banned from purchasing androids in the future.”

There are still sensible people in the tourist team.

"Who do you think made the Omnic Law? They are not rich people. Those guys don't care about the Omnic Law."

The tour guide seemed to have a lot of prejudice against the rich, and he kept making sarcastic remarks about the rich.

Zhu Jue followed the group of people onto the overpass and passed through the vermilion pavilion corridor. This was not a "look-alike" projected virtually, but a building that was truly built by skilled craftsmen.

Occasionally taking a look at the current position of the blue bird, Zhu Jue unexpectedly discovered that the red dot on it was not as far away as he thought.

"Xiangfeng Restaurant? It's interesting that it's in a place like this."

Zhu Jue looked at the plaque of the restaurant in front of him. He had eaten there once before in Yecheng. At that time, Qin Chengren said that Xiangfeng Restaurant in Rongxia City was the most authentic.

He turned his head and glanced at the blue bird parked on the corridor outside the store. He pressed the control core. The blue bird, which was surrounded by several children, fluttered its wings and landed on Zhu Jue's shoulder.

Yes, Wu Jing is in this store.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon. No matter where you are, this is a time where you can't go up or down. Lunch is too late and dinner is too early, so there are not many customers in the store. There are only five or six tables in the huge hall. People still only eat light snacks or pastries.

I found a seat by the window and sat down where the sun could shine. Sunlight in late winter is rare. At this time, although the golden light was no longer the same as before, the orange-red sun set off the brown table board. There is a sense of gentleness.

"What would you like, sir?"

The android with an ancient accent and dressed like a waiter stood at the table, making Zhu Jue a cup of tea as he spoke.

"Let's have the same signature dish with an asterisk."

Zhu Jue looked at the android, thinking that the Blue Wing Mechanical Group's technology in this area was really nothing to say. Without the rings around the temples, ordinary people wouldn't be able to distinguish these guys at all, right?

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The android clerk took the menu and left. Zhu Jue began to look at the carved wooden window next to him, and began to think about how he would find Wu Jing who was hidden in this store later.

Little did he know that while he was sitting at the table looking at the scenery outside, someone was looking at him elsewhere.

The only difference between this situation and that poem is that the former is a lyric poem, but in Zhu Jue's case it becomes a suspense story.

Somewhere in the Xiangfeng store, several people gathered in front of the monitor screen.

"Are you sure it's him?"

The old man in a gray coat was stroking his beard, holding a pipe in his hand and asking the person next to him.

"I remember correctly. Xiaocui and I have both seen him. He was the member of the Holy Spirit Cult who was killed by this man. Fortunately, I rescued one of them, otherwise all the clues would have been lost."

Nie Qingzhu pointed at Zhu Jue on the screen who was taking out a rice paper ball from his pocket and unfolding it and said in a deep voice.

"He has found our stronghold, should we find a way to kill him?"

The girl opened the drawer, took out a mechanical arm guard, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to put it on.

"Don't worry, you just said that he killed people from the Holy Spirit Cult. This is enough to prove that he has no collusion with this cult. He is probably the same as us who want to eliminate this cult. He chased Qingzhu before, and it is possible that he is going to He thinks he is an accomplice of those from the Holy Spirit Sect. It was a misunderstanding before, but if you go out and take action now, it will be a real enmity. What's more, there are still customers in the store, and you want to attract the police?"

After taking a puff of his pipe, the old man continued,

"There are still a few tables of customers in the store. Liu Cheng, you go hang a closed sign at the door later and don't let new customers in. After these tables of customers leave, we will go meet him again."

The people inside have been discussing, but Zhu Jue outside has temporarily focused on the dazzling dishes in front of him.

After all, it is an old restaurant in Rongxia City. The dishes here are more authentic than those in Yecheng. Of course, Zhu Jue may have some inner influence on this, but the food is indeed delicious.

The paper ball found at Wu Rui's home was kept at hand. The paper looked a bit like rice paper for painting. It was normal when you think about it. Wu Rui himself was a painter of oil paints in the statue museum. He wouldn't be able to do it if he didn't have some background in painting. This issue.

This piece of paper is also a painting, but the content is very weird. It looks very abstract on the surface, with large areas of black paint. You can vaguely see a human figure on it, with a single wing on its back, and some... Something in the shape of a thorn.

"Bill, please!"

The voice of the customer at the table next to him drew Zhu Jue's attention back from the fried prawns that had just been brought to the table. He turned around and saw that the entire restaurant was empty. Unknowingly, except for Zhu Jue, this was already the last time. A table full of guests

I looked at the time and saw that it was almost four o'clock. I turned my eyes to the door and saw someone seeing off guests at the door. After a few guests had gone out, I closed the door. The sunlight fell through the carved doors and windows, and the man's face was hidden in the uncertain light and dark. Behind the door panel.

Turning his eyes again, there was an old man walking out slowly at the kitchen door on the right carrying a purple clay pot, followed by two young people who looked familiar.

One male and one female.

"It seems like it can save a lot of trouble."

Zhu Jue leaned the weapon box to his side, and then hugged the wind chime in his arms. Zhu Jue was still thinking about how to track down Wu Jing's whereabouts before, but now it seemed that they couldn't bear it anymore.

"Sir, I wonder if the dishes in the store suit your taste?"

The old man came forward and slowly poured a cup of tea for Zhu Jue. A fragrance spread with the rippling of the tea.

"I'm very satisfied. If it wasn't a Hongmen Banquet, I think I would be even more satisfied. You are not 15 years old at all, are you?"

Zhu Jue's eyes swept across the people gathered in front of him, and finally stopped for a while on the girl next to him, and asked seriously.