0016 Sanshiju
There is an old garden in the western suburbs of the blue city, Lian Garden, was built in the early years of Ming Zhengde, has a history of more than 400 years, Lian Yuan has been divided several times, most of them belong to private mansions, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they were recovered by the government, the main buildings were restored and protected, and the Lianyuan Museum was established, next to many houses built in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, and even in the late Qing Dynasty, most of the houses were privately owned, and now they are planned to a scenic spot.
To the west of Lianyuan is a hill, and at the foot of the hill there are several large courtyards. This has always been the place where the national players of Go live in seclusion to play chess, so they got the nickname of Zhu Qingzhai.
There is also a larger courtyard next to Zhuqingzhai.
The courtyard is quiet on weekdays, except for the faint chirping of cicadas and birds wafting through the air. A lot of bamboo is planted inside and outside the courtyard, and the mottled and old courtyard walls and houses are hidden in a verdant landscape, which is quite Zen.
This is not a place for ordinary tourists!
So it's extraordinarily quiet.
Many years ago, a mysterious young man came here, burning clay every day, cooking cigarettes and drinking tea.
Since then, the courtyard has a new name, Sanshiju.
If it weren't for some modern electrical appliances, computers and mobile phones, someone would suddenly come in and mistakenly think that they had traveled to the home of a nobleman in ancient times.
A middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on the couch, with a laptop on the low table in front of him, and the screen was showing the live broadcast of Hei Yuan's exploration.
There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. There are bandit gentlemen, full of ears and ears, and will be like stars. There are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, and gui and bi.
Men are born elegantly, and they don't seem to be mortal things. Perhaps only the verses in the "Book of Songs" can describe one or two.
There was a haha laugh in the barrage, but there was not much smile on his face, and he held a pen and pen in his hand, and he was very serious about recording something in his notebook.
The notes were densely packed and thick, and they looked like they had been recorded for many years.
After writing the last word, he conveniently rewarded the anchor with 3 aircraft carriers.
He sat straight on the couch like this, and continued to pay attention to the live broadcast content, and an hour later, there seemed to be content in the live broadcast room that he was very interested in, and the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and his face showed a calm look.
A woman's long fingers typed a sentence on the keyboard.
"SCP-096 does not survive by absorbing heat."
......
The middle-aged man got up from the couch, and he slowly walked out of the room, bypassing the quiet corridor, and entering the most hidden room of Sanshiju. The door was locked, and the man unlocked it and entered.
The room was empty, except for a wooden table in the center, and in the middle of the wooden table was quietly placed a square box that looked like wood, not wood.
The room was covered with a thick layer of dust, and strangely enough, the box above the wooden table was unstained and as clean as new.
He walked over to the table and tilted his head slightly to rest and empty all his thoughts.
After 18 long deep breaths, the middle-aged man stretched out his right hand and pressed the palm against the center of the box.
I saw a faint blue light swept over the box, and the lid of the box slowly opened.
There's nothing in there!
The man began to speak into the empty box.
"Request to open Phase 2 of the program."
The air seemed to freeze, and after a few more breaths, a cold and professional female voice came from the other side of the plane.
"To confirm your identity, please state your code and number."
The middle-aged man did not hesitate and said in a deep voice: "Observer, codenamed Cold Moon, designated SCP-OACLC-970801, requests to carry out the second phase of the mission. β
"Identification, number confirmation, this is the first time you have used this channel to communicate in 25 years, and you will also need to submit a report on the subject's Phase 1 observations within 1 month. Agreed to initiate the subject's Phase 2 observation mission, and allowed to provide guidance and assistance to the other party's headquarters within the prescribed scope. β
"Understood."
The box closes automatically and all sounds disappear as if it had never happened.
Repeat the action of entering the house, and be equally cautious when turning around and going out.
The middle-aged man is the Xiaoyao Immortal with the Golden Crown level in the Black Abyss live broadcast room. By the time he returned to the main house, the live broadcast had ended.
The laptop is ticking and ticking.
"Cold Moon, how can you tell your observer about the inside of SCP-096? Aren't you afraid of organizational punishment? "On the other end of the computer, the person who is also an observer, codenamed Qingfeng, sent dozens of messages, and the WeChat avatar was flashing. It also seems to indicate the anxious state of mind of the one at the moment.
"So what?" Cold Moon is noncommittal.
"Yes, we can give the observer some guidance and help, but you can't speak in your observer's live broadcast room."
"Your observer should be able to move on to the second phase."
"Why don't you speak?"
"Qingfeng, you seem to have forgotten the rules between us observers." Leng Yue finally typed a few words on the keyboard and sent it to the wind that was about to go crazy.
Qingfeng suddenly felt a little aggrieved, although such scenes had often happened in the past many years, she still had a sour nose and a tear in her eyes. "You've always been like that."
However, the other party remained silent.
...
"Teacher, I was wrong." Ten minutes later, the teacher's breeze was defeated, and he surrendered and begged for mercy.
The middle-aged man who was as elegant as jade smiled faintly, sighed lightly, and said: "As an exclusive observer, each of us has our own way of working, I taught you on the first day you were my student, once we observers are arranged to observe objects, we can no longer carry our own personal emotions. We observers should not influence each other's work. β
"It's the teacher, I remember." Qingfeng replied glutinously, and the other party was still as stern as ever.
Some of Leng Yue's practices violated the rules of the organization, and he seemed to like to test back and forth on the high-voltage line, rubbing wildly. As a disciple, Qingfeng is understandable to worry about her teacher's words and deeds, but it is true that as Leng Yue said, she is also an observer and must abide by the rules of the organization.
From the day she officially became an observer, she should have realized that no matter what the teacher does or how he guides his observer, no other observer can raise any questions or opinions.
Even if the observer violates the rules, it is the organization's business, and it will naturally be supervised and reviewed by the relevant departments.
Qingfeng wanted to continue to say something, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not feasible. Don't look at the teacher's elegant and gentle appearance, but his heart is stubborn and stubborn, and his rank is not enough for the other party to see.
But the breeze still couldn't hold back.
"Teacher, your figurine-making skills are so good, teach me."
Leng Yue shook her head, her disciple's temperament still hadn't changed at all. Still so naΓ―ve.
"I don't have time to teach you."
Qingfeng pursed his mouth and pinched a plush toy given by her boyfriend in her hand into shape.
"Oh, goodbye, teacher."
"Goodbye."
After chatting, Leng Yue got up and walked into another room, this is an operation room, there are several wooden shelves standing in half of the space, and the shelves are full of exquisite figures, but most of them are semi-finished products, placed on them to dry, waiting for the process of coloring.
As soon as Leng Yue put on her apron and was about to start work, a dark shadow flashed in the house.
"It's rude to enter someone's house without knocking, right?" Leng Yue put down the tools in his hand and looked at the visitor.
"I've worked so hard to find you, you are really powerful, it's been 25 years, and I found out that you were hiding in Lianyuan."
The person who came was a very friendly uncle, if it weren't for the inch-long scar on the right side of his face, it would be no different from the uncle who often exercised and fished in the park and riverside.
Uncle Affinity was like returning to his own home, wandering around casually, he walked to the wooden frame in two steps, picked up a few completed figures and admired them.
"Tut-tut, it's really amazing, it's rare that you can make such a beautiful thing as a big man."
"I didn't mean to hide it from you." Leng Yue made a pot of tea and beckoned to Uncle Affinity.
The original rich aroma of mud and mineral pigments was instantly masked by the aroma of light tea.
"Tut-tut, I didn't mean to look for you for 25 years." The old man sat on the couch with his buttocks, looking up and down at the middle-aged man who was playing a good tea ceremony in front of him.
"What's your name?"
"Cold Moon."
Leng Yue didn't look up, the table mountain tea water had already been brewed, and he poured a cup for the old man and a cup for himself.
"Is this your code name?"
"Yes."
The conversation between the two is extremely simple, and they quickly understand each other's identities as soon as they ask and answer, while others will only be confused.
The old man drank all the tea in the cup and asked, "What is the reason why you give Xiao Yuan these things every year?" β
"Don't tell me that your organization has any shabby rules, you can't tell the reason, since I've found you, it's only a matter of time before I find the organization behind you." The old man looked like a pimply old man, leaning half-leaning in front of the table, squinting at Leng Yue.
The elegant man is still elegant, no matter how the other party is playful, and there is some threat in his tone, he is still silent.
smiled very indifferently: "I didn't deliberately hide it from you." β
The old man's beard was about to fly angry, and he scolded: "Are you insulting me for not being as good as others?" β
Leng Yue didn't answer, drank the cup of tea, and said slowly: "We have no malice. β
"Then tell me what organization you belong to?"
Leng Yue frowned, as if she was thinking about how to tell the lovely old man in front of her, what to tell the other party, how much content.
He was silent for a long time before he said: "Sending the Black Abyss figure is just my personal hobby, there is no other meaning, as for our organization, I can't tell you now, if you find it yourself, just find it, if you can't find it, I can only say that I can't tell it for the time being." β
"The time has not yet come?" The old man looked at the handsome man in front of him suspiciously, if he wasn't sure that the other party was a man, otherwise he would have changed into women's clothes......
"Yes."
"When will that arrive?"
"Don't say."
"Are you going to do anything dangerous to Obuchi?"
"No, it won't."
"How can I believe it? What do you say? β
Leng Yue smiled again and replied: "It took you 25 years to find me, with my ability, if you want to hurt him, you can do it as early as the moment his mother gave birth to him and died of childbirth." β
The old man was in a hurry, his eyes instantly became sharp and fierce, he stared at Leng Yue, as long as he noticed that he had a trace of murderous intent, he would take action.
Kurobuchi's mother was without anyone around when she gave birth, only the violent lightning and thunder in the sky to witness the mother's pain when she gave birth.
In this world, only a few people know the circumstances of Kurobyss's birth, and the man in front of him is not among them.
"I believe you for the time being, if I find that you have the slightest intention of hurting Xiao Yuan, I will fight for my life and take you down to Huangquan."
"I promise."