Every flower, whether gorgeous or not, hides a mysterious shadow behind it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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The tarot cards handed to Luo Hanya by Makarius look very shabby, as if they have experienced a great era, with a different kind of vicissitudes and historical accumulation.

The slightly yellowish tarot cards depict several huge flowers, different types of flowers, and the temperament shown is very different, the only similarity is the center of all the flowers, the petals wrapped in the place, there is no stamen, but there is a sarcoma, and there are some traces on the sarcoma, which looks like the face of a faceless man.

Luo Hanya stared at the tarot cards for a long time, completely sinking into them, and his eyelids never fluttered, until his eyes were sore, and he blinked slightly. He put down the tarot cards, put his hands behind his head, moved his stiff neck from side to side, and nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood something.

The tarot card that Macarius brought was like a light in the darkness, allowing Luo Hanya to finally have a better understanding of all that he had experienced in the past.

Each flower represents a person, and there are five flowers entrenched in the heart, each representing the person he has met, and he has seen a total of seven people - the stone silkworm, Manro, Xiaofeng, Shuiyue, the man in white, the heather, and the Macarius, two of whom are not among the five flowers, they are outsiders, and they do not need to rob the heart of the nutrients.

Luo Hanya took a deep breath, now he was facing a stalemate, he had to eliminate all the outsiders first, and then go to find these five flowers, these five flowers rooted in the heart and competing for heart nutrients together......

Luo Hanya quickly selected the two outsiders he identified as Shui Yue and Makarius.

Shui Yue is an outsider Luo Hanya is very sure, she doesn't belong here, the breath on her body makes Luo Hanya feel very familiar, it seems that she once accompanied each other day and night, and the breath has penetrated into the depths of each other's souls, even if she has long lost all relevant memories, she still maintains concern and nostalgia. Even if Shuiyue was those few flowers, Luo Hanya didn't want to believe that it was true, not to mention that she was very likely not to be.

Luo Hanya secretly recited Shui Yue's name several times, except for sadness and pain, there was only a deep sense of unreality.

"Water Moon, Water Moon, Water Moon, Flower ...... in the Mirror"

"Heh, it's really uncomfortable." Luo Hanya rubbed his eyes, there was a faint tearing pain in the corners of his eyes, and Shui Yue's sad questions kept echoing in his mind.

"Where are your tears? Why? ”

"Where are my tears? Why do my eyes only dry and painful! Luo Hanya was like an angry lion, slamming his fist against the table in a rage.

One punch, two punches...... The table let out a tormented groan, and the old table seemed to be unable to withstand Luo Hanya's angry fist, and it was in danger of breaking at any time.

"Ahh Damn! Luo Hanya propped his hands on the table, gasping for breath, his bloodshot eyes seemed to turn bloody, he glanced at the table viciously, as if he was angry, venting, and hammered down with all his strength.

With a "click", the desktop ...... easily It's cracked! Completely torn apart, the broken wood stabbed into Luo Hanya's fist, and the dripping blood burst out, and the fragmented sawdust rendered a magnificent picture - bright red blood mixed with blue-black sawdust, like a fantasy meteor shower, cruel and dreamy......

"Boom!" A thunderbolt suddenly sounded, waking up the chaotic and confused Luo Hanya, Luo Hanya was stunned, it seemed like waking up from a dream, he shook, only felt weak and abnormal, and the extremely strong emotional catharsis did not bring him the corresponding relief, some were just boundless weakness, weaker than sprinting thousands of meters, heartbroken and devastating.

Luo Hanya glanced at his hand, the blood was still flowing, and the slag of wood still stuck in the flesh was clearly visible, and he looked like he felt a pain in his heart. Luo Hanya's face did not change color, and he wiped off the wood slag casually, but instead opened a bigger wound, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Luo Hanya didn't seem to see his wound, and he didn't care about tearing a piece of cloth on his clothes and wrapping it around his hand, and the blood immediately soaked through the strangely shaped cloth......

"Boom! Rumble! ...... "The thunder continued one after another, as if the heavens were angry, intending to send down thunder and wrath to punish the sins of the world.

Luo Hanya slowly opened the window, looking at the dark clouds that seemed to be about to descend on the world, the previous bright morning light seemed to be just the tranquility before the storm, coming in a hurry, fleeting.

"Is this a sign of something?" Luo Hanya sighed, put his head out of the window and greedily swallowed the damp and cold air outside the room, maybe the fog was also hidden in it, the air tasted very bad. Luo Hanya shook his head helplessly, exhaling this terrible smell, and it was only then that he realized that he was now on the third floor of the Mist Inn, passing through a labyrinthine path, and he actually went from the second layer to the third layer.

The thunder outside the window continued, and there were no raindrops, but fist-sized hailstones fell, and there was a strange sound that slammed into the house, making people worry about whether the dilapidated inn would survive the catastrophe.

"The end is coming, and the time has come to settle the bill." Luo Hanya looked out the window like the scene of the end of the world, the corners of his mouth hooked a strange arc, the eyes that got rid of the confusion were exceptionally clear, and his cold face was like the night of the past, as indifferent as a dead man, almost as calm as a robot.

Luo Hanya walked towards the door without looking back, as if he had made up his mind to go to the place where the truth was, where there was no fog, only the naked and bloody truth.

"Makarius, why are you giving me this card? Are you really an outsider? ”

"What's the point of this codename?"

"If you're an outsider, why follow me all the time? Why do I instinctively think you're annoying? ”

"Or maybe the person who followed me wasn't you, so who was that person?"

And what is the use of that diary? Just tell me that the sea is weird? ”

"What's the point of this story?"

"What are those five flowers? What do they represent? ”

"What is all that I have been through telling me? Little Wind, Water Moon, Men in White, Heather, Makarius, everyone seems to have something to tell me......"

All the doubts in the brain exploded in a moment, and one after another doubts were like a cold metal torrent hitting Luo Hanya's nerves, but strangely did not break the nerves that should be fragile, but were eaten away and eliminated...... (To be continued.) )