The Death Knell

Barcarolles can actually be regarded as a kind of labor chant with music. There is no obvious difference between pirates and sailors. Anyway, they all have to work, and it is hard physical work.

In the era of sailing battleships, it was not as easy to sail as today's ships. Just the huge main sail of the sailing ship needed to be constantly adjusted and retracted during sailing, which was a troublesome thing.

The boat is still good, but the bigger the sail, the heavier it is, so the sailors who pull the sail sing songs to cheer themselves up.

Men, how can you improve your morale? Could it be singing, "Every day is 996, the boss lives in a villa; every day is 007, the leader buys a plane"?

I’m afraid working people will want to resign and lie down as soon as they hear a song like this.

So if you want everyone to work hard, it is nothing more than using money and women to seduce you. As a carbon-based creature, what people want is actually simple, just to survive and reproduce. This is why barcarolles in many places in the world are far from the No more money and women.

Of course, in terms of high emotional intelligence, you can call this ‘hope’.

"This voice is a bit familiar." Zatanna tilted her head to listen to the song, but the singer was obviously not a Siren, and was not at the level of confusing people. She quickly calmed down and said: "This is a nightmare dimension, everything is unreasonable Anything can happen, so even if we see someone we know, we can’t believe it.”

"Yes, Xiao Zha is right." Su Ming looked at her with encouraging eyes and nodded slightly: "But it is quite rare to meet such a human being. He speaks clearly when he sings, and his English is still a standard Manchester accent. , he can most likely communicate, let’s go over and have a look.”

In fact, he is blocking the way everyone must pass. If you want to find Luther, you must pass by him, otherwise you have to take a detour.

Su Ming didn't like taking detours. Even if the mysterious man not far away was a threat, he would choose to eliminate the threat in advance.

"I'll take a look."

Barry volunteered. He made a few tiptoe movements on the soft flesh and blood ground, and then the golden electric light enveloped him, allowing him to run back and forth in front of the man at a speed invisible to the naked eye. However, when he came back, he had a strange expression on his face. It was not the kind of expression that he saw something disgusting, but one of confusion and confusion. He added:

"Slade, that guy over there is Constantine."

"Come over and have a chat."

Su Ming, who had just lit a cigarette in his mouth, already knew that he was leading everyone to the corner. He didn't even bother to look at the tentacle monster crossing the road behind him.

Everyone was moving very fast, and the distance was not too far to begin with. After a while, everyone saw the man whom Barry called Constantine.

He was still wearing the beige windbreaker with spells painted on the lining, but it was as dirty as a rag in many places, and his face was full of vicissitudes of life, with white hair, and he looked to be at least 80 years old.

However, in such a strange place, there were a bunch of lotus-like eyeballs staring at him, but he didn't care. He was holding a cigarette with his eyes closed, leaning against the soft wall behind him and singing a tune.

"John? Is that you?" Zatanna's heart was beating fast. She had just said that she would be wary of anyone she knew, but if Diana hadn't been pulling her, she might have already gotten close.

Even so, she still asked with a trembling voice. She had a terrible suspicion that he entered this dimension alone in order to find himself, and then encountered something unfortunate.

If that's the case, knocking him out yourself would be a mistake.

The man leaning against the wall smiled crookedly, opened his eyes, touched the wall and stood up slowly:

"It's me, but it's not the me you know. Yes, I know what you are thinking, but don't worry, I come from Earth 1, and I am just a remnant of the previous era."

As he spoke, he pointed to the wall behind him, where a circle was drawn with a horizontal line inside the circle, which looked like the Chinese character for '日'.

It was probably painted in blood, and it had been there for a long time, and the symbols had faded badly.

"Earth One? That is not a problem of the last era." Su Ming looked at the old man, and indeed he could roughly see the outline of Zha Kang from his facial features, but he was really too old: "You said it twice The single universe number before the restart."

"Hey, what's the difference?" The old man blew out a breath of smoke towards the death knell. The cigarette he smoked was also 'Sika', which could also prove his identity: "I entered here voluntarily and never thought about getting out. , what happens outside will naturally have nothing to do with me."

"Why?" Barry asked. This dimension made him feel uncomfortable. He couldn't understand why someone would enter here voluntarily.

The old man looked at everyone, and finally his eyes fell back on Zatanna, his expression becoming a lot more complicated:

"I made a mistake. I turned my nightmare into reality. If I make a mistake, I will be punished. Staying here is my sentence for myself."

I don’t know what he did in the past that made someone like Zha Kang regret it, but he didn’t want to say it and no one would ask.

Because if what he said is true, then he has long been out of date, and everything he knows has long since ceased to exist.

"This is strange." Leopard Girl crossed her arms and stood aside. She was one of the spectators: "I actually heard the scumbag Detective Hell say regretful and responsible words, my God."

"You don't want to go out with us? If you are really Constantine, you should know that he is not a peaceful person, let alone being trapped anywhere willingly." Diana slowly pulled out her Vulcan sword , she still did not let down her guard: "What kind of evil are you?"

"This is me, Wonder Woman. Your uniform is different from what I remember, and you look different, but I can smell the scent of an Amazon woman. You always have a strange floral fragrance on your body."

The old man Zha Kang took another puff of cigarette. He coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The blood began to bubble as soon as it hit the ground, and soon turned into a sarcoma, which he kicked away:

"I was really restless when I was young, but people always change. I can tell. If you know a young Constantine, congratulations. In the next few decades, he will become like me with prostate problems. The old bastard is the problem, haha."

In fact, when Su Ming saw this, he already understood. He waved his hand to signal Diana to put away the weapon, while he squatted next to Zha Kang and said with a smile:

"This is your escape route, right? You have completely pissed off hell and heaven, and your lung cancer is unstoppable. You can only survive if you come here."

"Ah, you are indeed the death knell. Although you are different from the old man I know, you did guess half of it right." After the lie was exposed, the old bastard did not panic, but reached out and asked the death knell for wine again: " But what I said is true, I came here to exile myself, which is good for everyone."