Then Jessica and I held hands and went back to my hotel, at first I was going to ask Jessica to open a room again, but Jessica didn't do it anyway, and had to live in my room too.

I looked at her with a wicked grin, and she looked at me with a wicked grin.

It was a pleasant night, but maybe I slept a little late and exerted so much energy that I didn't wake up until about 12 o'clock the next day, when Jessica was still lying next to me, and I saw her smiling sideways at me, and I couldn't help but go up and kiss Jessica again.

Half an hour later I took Jessica to the streets of Salt Lake City, Utah, and sure enough, different cities in the United States have different styles from one city to another, and you can feel the wild feeling of a western cowboy in Salt Lake City.

The climate here is drier, but the weather is also very dry, in a sense people are a little more energetic to stay in this environment, and this wild and romantic atmosphere is what Jessica and I like very much.

Jessica told me that there are some western cowboy hotels in Salt Lake City, and in fact not only hotels, but entire streets are built in the style of western cowboys.

I gladly accepted Jessica's offer to go to this western cowboy street, which was not too far from where we were, and we were able to find the nearest road to western cowboy street after asking a few local residents as we went.

"Jessica, what kind of stories and experiences would the two of us have had if we really lived in the cowboy world of the West more than a hundred years ago?"

"I guess you'll be able to become a handsome young gunslinger to save me from being robbed by robbers, and then we'll gallop through the cowboy world of the West and become a generation of heroes."

"It sounds a bit cliché, but I like the story, haha, and I'm going to be a fast gunner with two guns, and I'm going to duel those bandits with the fastest shot in the world."

"If you want to try this kind of duel now, there is still a chance, but they use empty shells or a special kind of paint bomb, at least that's what the uncle who sold water just said."

"Okay, so let's get up to speed and get a taste of what it's like to be a cowboy of the West a little bit earlier."

To be honest, when I walked in Salt Lake City on the Utah Plateau at an altitude of more than 2,000 meters, I didn't feel much breathlessness, but I felt very comfortable because of the dry and refreshing climate here, and if it weren't for the narrow sidewalks here, I would have been more than willing to run a few kilometers on the street to warm up.

Jessica seemed to read my thoughts, and began to pull me to jog, in fact, Jessica's athleticism is really very good among girls, we started jogging along the edges of the streets and sidewalks, and the pedestrians around us kept looking at us, and we actually enjoyed their gaze.

Soon we were in front of the cowboy West street, and a huge plaque was hung above the entrance to the street that read Welcome to Westworld.

Speaking of the name Westworld, I can't help but think of the American drama called Westworld that I watched in my previous life, it is a quite brain-opening sci-fi suspense drama, and its appearance has also made the western drama that has not appeared in people's sight for many years become a little popular again, of course, the world of the western cowboy is actually both romantic and dangerous, and those tense and exciting feelings are built on a game of chaos and order.

As soon as Jessica and I walked into this western cowboy-style street, we immediately felt like we had traveled through a time tunnel, and even felt like the air we had been breathing had undergone some subtle change.

I saw the glint in Jessica's eyes when she looked at her surroundings, maybe her parents and their family had that look, it was a natural explorer's look.

We first came to a small shop specializing in selling all kinds of western cowboy clothing props, the owner is an old man with gray sideburns, but although he may be over 70 years old, his whole person is very good, and his body is very tough, and what he said when talking to us is also full of energy, it can be seen that he must have been a very powerful character when he was young.

Looking at this small but very well-equipped shop, I suddenly had a feeling of being dazzled, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but laugh after seeing my appearance, and then began to introduce and explain the things in his store like a few treasures, it turned out that these costumes and props that looked like they were taken out of Western movies, in fact, they were really restored by very professional personnel.

Jessica and I were intrigued by some of the stories behind these costumes and props, and before we knew it, we had been talking to the owner for half an hour, and it wasn't until a lot of other customers arrived that we ended the conversation for a while.

Jessica and I had some judgment on the costumes after being introduced by the shopkeeper, and in the end we each chose a set of clothes and gear that we were most comfortable with, and of course there was no such thing as one of the most important things in the western cowboys, the revolver.

In the words of the shopkeeper, if we want to buy a good revolver, we have to keep going, all the revolvers sold here are real guns, but they have also been specially modified to fire only one special non-lethal bullet, which is not surprising to us.

After leaving the shop and the enthusiastic owner, Jessica and I changed into western cowboy outfits and continued down western cowboy street, where a large number of the pedestrians around us were also dressed as western cowboys.

"You see that guy is wearing clothes that look like sheriff's uniforms, and the police star on his clothes is quite conspicuous." Jessica said.

"The two of us are now chivalrous heroes in the West, by the way, should we go get two revolvers to play with now?"

"That's true, but you still have a game against the Utah Jazz in the evening, and it's nearly one o'clock in the afternoon, and if you stay here too long, it might affect your game."

"It seems like a real problem, but the start time of the game is 8 o'clock in the evening, and I can get to the arena around 4 to 5 o'clock when you include the early entry and training time, so it seems like we have a few hours left, so let's just hurry up and have a good time, and don't think about anything more since we're here."

Jessica and I walked on to a place that resembled the central square of a western town, and in the middle of the square stood a statue of a person who looked like it was made of bronze, and the figure was very majestic, and he was dressed like a typical western movie, and he looked like he was looking into the distance with his eyes shining brightly.

There was a stele next to the statue, and the stele was densely engraved with many names, and I looked at these names carefully, and I didn't find any people I knew.

Jessica also focused her attention on the stele, and I seemed to see something in her eyes, she seemed to know some of the names written in the stele.

"Jessica, do you know the name on this?"

Jessica didn't answer my question immediately, but crouched down to look more closely at the contents of the stele, and I followed her gaze and realized that the content on the stele was not just some names, but also some deeds related to these names and the era in which they lived.

A closer look reveals that the order of these names is determined by chronological order, and the earliest names can be dated back to the end of the 19th century.

"These people are."

Jessica stopped halfway through her sentence, and I looked at her suspiciously, hoping that she would finish the conversation, but after a few seconds of silence, Jessica didn't continue, as if there was some kind of secret she couldn't tell.

Because I couldn't get the answer to the question from Jessica, I had to carefully look at the lives of these characters one by one, and after looking back from the beginning, I gradually found some patterns.

Those who lived in the early days were involved in a local battle that took place in the early 20th century, between the local indigenous population on the one hand, and the adventurers from outside.

"Why are the names of these people recorded on this stele in such a way, and who is this sculpture next to the stele?"

Jessica still didn't answer me, just got up again and took my hand and started walking forward.

I was pulled away from the sculptures and steles in the middle of the plaza by Jessie, and she was so fast that she was almost beyond my knowledge of her athleticism.

"This western town has a very different past, so let's get out of here sooner."

Jessica's eyes and tone changed a lot at once, and she had become a little strange since she saw the strange stone tablet just now, but seeing her react like this, I didn't seem to have any choice but to listen to her.

I followed Jessica back in the direction we had come, and in the process of walking back, Jessica's face finally eased a little, and she was no longer as serious and eccentric as before.

"Jessica, if there's anything you want to say to me, say it now, no matter how horrible and bizarre it is, I'll accept it."

"I don't know how to tell you about this."

Jessica's tone was a little calmer, but the pleasant atmosphere we had when we came to this town had disappeared, I gently put my hand around her shoulder, but I could clearly feel her body trembling slightly, we all encountered something not quite right when this happened before, could it be that there is something wrong with this western town, as well as the statues and steles in the central square?

It's just that I can't fully connect all of this with my own guesses and imagination, so I can only wait for Jessica's emotional recovery to give me an answer.

"It's okay, just say it, I'll always be by your side and face these things with you."

"You don't understand, the town we're in now shouldn't have existed in this place."

I listened to Jessica's words as if I had been struck by a bolt from the blue, and suddenly I had a rather strange feeling, on the one hand, I absolutely did not want to doubt what Jessica said, but on the other hand, my own reason could not believe that what she said was the truth.

"You go on."

Jessie Cara's hand is getting stronger and stronger, and she is walking faster and faster, but fortunately, my athleticism is strong enough, and the average boy probably can't keep up with her at the moment.

"I used to come to this western town when I was very young, but this western town was not located in Salt Lake City on the Utah Plateau, but hundreds of kilometers east of Las Vegas, and I was very impressed by that experience, because it was my birthday, and I begged my father for a long time to agree to take me with him, because he and his mother were going to this western town at that time."

"But can you really remember what happened when you were a child? Why didn't you react when we first entered this western cowboy town, and you weren't even surprised when we saw the statue, until you saw the stele and realized something was wrong. ”

"Your suspicions are justified, because even I couldn't be sure of this at first, when my parents and I went to that town, it was a dry and crisp cloudy day like today, and I only remember some vague scenes of the town at that time, even if we felt a sense of déjà vu after we first entered here, but I would only lean on the western movies I had watched, and even when I saw the statue, I didn't react. Because the statue didn't exist at the time, there was a very large tree in the place where the statue sit. ”

"So what really makes you judge that this town is the town at that time is mainly from the content recorded on the stele, so what is so special about the content recorded on this stele? If the town was modeled after the one next to Las Vegas, what was the reason why they had to make a copy of the monument? ”

"No, it doesn't feel like it's been copied at all, my intuition tells me that the stele we saw just now is the stele that my parents took me to see when I was a child, but there may be another possibility, that is, someone has traveled all the way to move the stele here, which do you think is more likely?"

I didn't answer Jessica's words right away, I was walking forward and constantly observing my surroundings, and after listening to Jessica's words, I felt completely different about the western cowboy town around me, and when I looked at everything around me with a skeptical eye, it seemed that I could really see that something was wrong.

"It's very illogical, no matter what, I choose to believe your words, no matter how illogical the situation you say, but think about what we have experienced before, from haunted houses to amusement parks to those photos, I already feel that nothing is impossible, but we can't give up thinking with a scientific attitude because of this, even if there are some things that can't find a scientific explanation for the time being, but I believe we can still find a reasonable explanation in the end."

"Well, you have a point, but we need to get out of this western cowboy town now, I'm going to be very uncomfortable staying here now, and I just want to get out right away."

I patted Jessica on the back and increased my speed a few points as well.

After more than ten minutes, Jessica and I finally left the town from where we came in, and before leaving, we went to the shop that sold all kinds of western cowboy props, but to my surprise, the white-haired shopkeeper had been replaced by a young man, and his shop didn't sell western cowboy props at all.

However, Jessica and I had bought the clothes and hats we were wearing at this time, and I took the hats off my heads to examine them carefully, but I didn't notice anything wrong.

And when Jessica and I changed into our clothes and left the town, we looked back at the plaque at the entrance and found that it was completely different from what we had seen before.

Jessica and I couldn't help but look at each other, this wasn't the first time we'd been in such a bizarre situation, and it seemed that Jessica's instincts were correct, there must be something wrong with this western cowboy town, but at this moment we just wanted to get out of here.

"It's so weird, we can't remember the location of that little shop anyway, and the white-haired old shopkeeper, the scene of him chatting with us seems to be vivid, but in the blink of an eye, he and his little shop have become a different scene out of thin air."

"Jessica, I now think that none of this is a coincidence, can you think carefully about whether you have something unusual with you, I mean something that may be hallucinating."

Jessica's face turned white all of a sudden, but soon her expression returned to her normal state.

"Impossible, if it's a hallucination, how can we both have the same hallucination at the same time, there must be something else that can explain all this!"