Chapter 534: Purpose...

"Well, let's not talk about that for now." Dante said coldly, "I found something interesting in it, you can come and see ......"

So Qin Fen and a little Lori who called herself 'Aresa' began to march towards the inside of the police station, and just walked to the small restaurant with a bar layout, at this time, the terrible air defense siren suddenly sounded.

Time seemed to suddenly twist and spend. Under the blazing light light, all the scenery is changing violently, and hell seems to be wrapped in a thin layer of 'hypocrisy'. Now these skins are mottled, rolled, peeled off, and disappeared......

Tabletops, walls, chairs, roofs...... Stripped of that 'camouflage', all that remains is the skeleton of rusty barbed wire and steel pipes and steel bars, which is no longer a restaurant, but a torture cell for punishing prisoners, and those originally inconspicuous objects have been transformed into all kinds of hideous, rusty and bloodstained torture instruments.

The various fine wines on the shelves of the bar were now containers soaked in rotting organs, and the wine glass in Bai Yu's hand had become a vessel filled with viscous, dark red plasma, and two tumbling eyeballs could be seen between the ups and downs.

The floor of the restaurant has been turned into a barbed wire rack, but there is still material peeling and falling. Then layer upon layer of iron and iron netting appeared, until the red lava-like fire came through from below, until the scorching gas rushed up like water from the blast furnace, until sparks and soot began to overflow and drift around like soot burning in the wind.

Rather than being on the blast furnace derrick of the old steelworks, it is more abstract to see it as a hellish world of steel and fire. And the crowd is the tortured who are struggling on this hell's barbecue......

The old electric fans on the roof have also unconsciously turned into huge ventilation fans of the steel mill, "buzzing" and rotating at extreme speed, as if they are blowing the magma below the ground to scorch the people here.

Above the infernal lava, the bar turned into a grill, and the seats turned into hooks, hooking struggling and wailing humanoids tumbling over the flames.

The face of the person whose face was red from the red light from the ground was as if it were smeared with blood, and the shadow of the iron wire and iron bars also crisscrossed the person's face, forming a series of hideous shadows, which were particularly hideous.

Qin Fen complained speechlessly:

"Okay, fancy barbecue feast, I can already smell the aroma of cooked meat."

"Don't mention the barbecue! Be careful that I bite you! The energetic girl snorted and said viciously.

"Can it be some kind of meat that can be long and short, soft and hard?"

"You! …… Shameless! Die! ”

Through the dilapidated doors and windows, everyone can clearly see the scene on the street, the rolled 'skin' is like a fly ash under the steaming heat, rising into the air and blending into the dark night. The original asphalt roads and small brick walking paths are gone, replaced by rotten scorched earth in black and yellow.

Blood-colored light sources emerged from the buildings, from the alleyways, from the cracks scattered all around, making the whole world like a ruin of ashes built on lava, full of strange and hot heat, scorching and cold.

In the blood-soaked bar, you can see a lot of scattered materials. Qin Fen picked up some casually and looked at them, his face became solemn.

"Silent Hill itself is very meaningful, and everything in it contains a deep meaning." Qin Fen glanced at the little Lori who was timidly following behind Ai Jia'er, and said in a deep voice.

"How?" The Genki girl blinked her eyes and asked curiously.

"For example, the fog outside." Qin Fen casually gave an example, "As we all know, fog is the product of water vapor condensation, but the outside is not misty with water vapor, and the ashes are not the qualitative form of fog, so it can be guessed that the fog represents the confusion of the mind and the confusion of the mind that does not know where the road ahead is." ”

"The second, Ash. The ashes represent the dust. Buddhism has a saying - Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. Always wipe frequently, do not let the dust be contaminated. The ashes scattered in the sky are not only impurities from the burning of underground coal mines, but also represent the worldly dust that falls on the heart, making people's ears and eyes closed, and they are distracted. ”

"The third, the table world. Combining the first two symbolic meanings, one can also conclude that the world represents the heart, the confused heart and soul hidden by the dust. ”

"It's the first time I've heard this kind of statement, and it's pretty new." The Genki girl was curious, "Are you saying we're in someone's dreams or memories?" ”

Qin Fen glanced at her and shook his head lightly:

"It's not that simple. It's as if we can't see the air, we can't see the scent of flowers, and who dictates that Silent Hill must be an intelligible existence as we know it? ”

"Two-dimensional beings don't understand up and down, they only know front and back, left and right, and similarly, we can't understand four-dimensional space, because we haven't been in contact with it."

"But one thing is for sure, Silent Hill is clearly more than what we see right in front of our eyes."

"What are we up against? Paranormal monsters? This time it was Ai Jia who asked.

"Silent Hill is indeed more than just a place name."

Qin Fen organized his language for a moment and said slowly:

According to the official information, the history of Silent Hill can be traced back to before the 16th century, which is obviously earlier than the history of the United States. It is said that it was originally regarded as a sacred place by the indigenous Indians, and important ceremonies and sacrifices were often held. Translated as 'the resting place of the soul'. ”

"Dead?" Dante, leaning against the bar, answered.

"It's pretty much the same, but it's not as grim as you might think. I think it would be more appropriate to think of it as a 'resting place for blessed souls', because the Indians of the time believed that after death one's flesh/experience returned to the bosom of nature, and that one's soul should rest undisturbed. You can feel that there is no derogatory meaning here. ”

Then, in the early 18th century, immigrants began to settle in Silent Hill. And something had happened here more than 200 years before that...... I won't go into the specifics, but the main ones are the large-scale plagues and the deaths of prisoners of war. In 1890, the power of Silent Hill was formed, and for the first time in history, a large number of residents mysteriously disappeared. ”

"There is a saying: there is a great terror between life and death, and death and the soul are always the most mysterious and unknown. It is possible that due to the combination of special geographical location, soul, death, resentment, prayer, and other forces, this place has become 'Silent Hill'. And the archdemon Alesa controls and uses this power. ”

"Maybe you're wrong." Dante said coldly, "It's not that Aretha controls this power, it's that this power controls Aretha. ”

She also looked at the little Lori who was cowering timidly, and said quietly:

"Don't you think...... Actually, does she need our help? ”