Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Death of Five or Six

The skeptical looks, the contemptuous attitude, and the look of not caring at all, all of them were felt at the same time, and it was really heartbreaking. This two-headed, four-armed eccentric man was lonely and cowardly from birth, and this feeling of loneliness culminated in the hours before the meteorite descended on the ancient city of Boma.

What qualifications does a strange person who has been abandoned by his parents at birth and who has never even seen his parents have the right to be looked up to by others? Many times, even five or six ask themselves this question. He is a hard-working man, he has never met his parents, and he has been in the old master's troupe since he can remember, and he grew up under the watchful eye of the old master. Although he was watched by the old class owner, Wu Liu was never treated as a son by the old class owner, but was trained as a trick since he was a child, and he began to be taken to street performances when he was a teenager, and he was subjected to all kinds of eyes.

Later, the old class leader died, and his son became the new class leader. The new owner doesn't seem to have much interest in taking the troupe to perform on the street and then make money, he lives on the savings of the old owner, locking himself in the house every day and not coming out, no one knows what he is doing. During those days, Wu Liu and a few weirdos in the same troupe could be said to be underfed and clothed. They are a group of outliers who have no status in the whole society and cannot make money, and the new class leader lives on his own regardless of their life and death.

It's just that the money is finally spent, or maybe the new class owner is tired of what he is doing, and one day he finally opened the door of his room and began to take the five or six line of weirdos to the street to sell art to earn money. At that time, Wuliu had grown into a strong man taller than the new class master, and his two heads and four arms made him look stronger, but the fear from his childhood made him still afraid of the new class master and the whip he inherited from the old class master.

Later, this fear turned into anger.

As the days passed, Wu Liu became stronger and stronger under the leather whip of the new class master, and he gradually felt that something different seemed to be awakening in his body. After a long night, after surviving the day of being beaten with a leather whip, five or six began to miss the old master who had passed away for no reason, at least under the kind old man, he did not need to go through the day of flesh and skin. The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and the more he felt an inexplicable energy gushing out of his body, and this energy had appeared in his body several times, making him puzzled.

Originally, this was supposed to be an ordinary evening, and Five or Six would have spent it in the mood of his usual back. But this night was different, because at this time, Wu Liu suddenly remembered such a thing: he was waiting by his side on the night when the old class master passed away, and he clearly remembered that at the moment when the old class master took his breath, it seemed that a spiritual light came out of the old class master's heavenly spirit cover, and then fell straight on the back of his head. It's just that although Wuliu is a weirdo, he never believes in these strange powers, let alone any reincarnation, he always thinks that being a weirdo is just an arrangement of fate, but he was born different from others. Isn't carp also divided into carp and green carp?

It's just that what happened later forced him to believe in things he had never believed in before. After that aura entered his body, the muscles on Five or Six's body became tighter, and the speed of his legs and feet became faster and faster, and he could clearly feel that his body had become a lot lighter. After a while, after a while, something that sounded even more scary happened: Five and Six suddenly realized that when he was nervous, his body would turn all over the body of silver-gray, and this color was not a good omen in Five and Six's cognition. At first, he always wanted to escape, but then he slowly learned to restrain himself. Later, not only did he find that his physical fitness would improve greatly when his body turned silver-gray, but he gradually seemed to be able to control this change.

So the days went on as usual, and after the days passed, the gears of the years finally turned to the day of the destruction of the ancient city of Boma.

When I woke up early in the morning, as usual, I could feel that the energy in my body that didn't actually seem to belong to me already existed, but the difference was that the energy today was restless, as if something big was about to happen.

"Five-six...... Five-six...... Do you hear me?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came into his ears, and Five or Six suddenly woke up from that dazed state. It was the voice of the old class master!Five or Liu, who had four eyes wide open, tried to look around him, his gaze swept every corner of the room he was in, but he never found any trace of the old class master. At this moment, he mistakenly thought that the old class master had come back to life, but in fact there was no such thing.

"Five or six, don't look for it, I'm already dead. The voice of the old class master appeared in the mind of Five or Six again, and this time Five or Six stopped the restlessness of his body and sat there quietly, wanting to talk to the old class master.

"Old class master, you..... If you're dead, why can I still hear your voice?" In fact, the appearance of the old class master's voice was an extremely terrifying destruction of the three views that had already been formed by the fifth or sixth class. Five or Six, who had never believed in strange powers, actually heard the voice of the old class master who had died, so many of his previous perceptions were overturned.

There are still many curious things about Wuliu, but the old class master's tone seems to be a little anxious, and he said: "I don't have much time to explain the problem you want, Wuliu, you listen well and remember every word I say next, understand?"

"Good...... Understood!" This two-headed and four-armed strange man Wu Liu firmly agreed despite the thousands of curiosities in his heart, because he knew that if there was no old class master, there would be no current five or six, so no matter whether the old class master was true or false, life or death, five or six had to listen to the old class master.

"Tonight, the ancient city of Boma will be destroyed. The voice of the old class master appeared, and the first sentence scared Wu Liu into a cold sweat. "You want to escape, don't worry about the troupe, escape. Escape from the ancient city of Boma, and only those who escape far away have a chance to survive. Remember, you must ......" In the ears of five or six, the old class master's voice gradually decreased, as if his strength was gradually disappearing, and he had no strength to speak.

"Old class master...... Are you still there, old master??" Five or Six shouted as hard as he could, but the old master's voice never reappeared, nor did he give him any reply, and just disappeared.

Then, Five or Six fell into the inner self-game. Although the voice of the old class master made him flee, he did not want to leave this ancient city of Boma where he had lived for more than ten years. Although he has been tortured and even humiliated here in the past ten years, the cowardly Wu or Liu has invisibly developed a different affection for the city, as if he is sadomasochistic.

After a morning of struggling with his thoughts, Five Six decided to tell the news to everyone he knew and had met. Although the ancient city was in danger of destruction, Five Six did not want everyone to die here and he was the only one to escape, although he would not only survive but also be able to escape from his status as a slave. He wants everyone to live, and he wants all those who live in the ancient city of Boma to escape from this unjustified disaster. Yes, yes, the wish is beautiful, but the reality shows its cruelty perfectly.

Who would believe the words of a slave and a trick?

When I went to tell the new class master about this, I was reprimanded, and when I told my companion about it, I got a ridicule. Then, when the day when the five or six saw everyone telling them the news of the imminent destruction of the ancient city of Boma, everyone who had seen five or six began to speak of his cool words.

"That strange man named Five or Six can't be stupid, right? How could the ancient city of Boma be destroyed, if a city that has existed for so long says no, then what are we still alive for? ”

"yes, I think that's the case. What kind of visitors from outside the world, meteorites are coming, his two heads can't be broken by fighting with each other on weekdays, right? Hahahahahaha......ha

The ridicule and rumors spread throughout the ancient city of Boma in an instant, and by the afternoon the whole city was saying such unkind words: The young master who had taken over the troupe was too wasteful to discipline a trick that had a brain problem. Today's young people are really not as good as the generation.

When the rumor reached the ears of the new master, he became so angry that he turned red-faced, and spent the whole afternoon whipping five or six for the amuse of all the spectators. Then night fell, the meteorite arrived as scheduled, and the ancient city of Boma was almost wiped out overnight. Everyone died in the night, including five or six.

That night, Five or Six watched the meteorite land, and he was also the only one who was awake to witness the destruction of the ancient city. He didn't run away, because he knew that he couldn't escape anywhere, or even if he did, he would have nowhere to stay, and there would be no other city, a population, or even a country that would be able to accept him and treat him as a normal person, so he chose to die in the ancient city of Boma, in the place where he grew up.

He lost consciousness, but quickly regained consciousness. When Wuliu regained consciousness, he found that he had appeared in the ancient city of Boma again, it was already close to evening in the afternoon, the crowd was still there, the whip was still there, and he was still alive. Five or six were stunned for a moment, and then thought that it was just a dream of their own. But in the days that followed, he noticed that time seemed to repeat itself. He would die every night, he would wake up every afternoon, and the cycle would go on and on, as if it were a cycle.

He had a sense of this, but it seemed that the other people in the ancient city did not react. Those people lived as usual, and then they met death in terror. Five or Six faintly felt that everything that kept repeating seemed to be related to him, but he didn't want to leave the ancient city of Boma, and he didn't know where he was going, let alone how to break through this almost unsolvable situation in his eyes, so he stayed here in a daze, repeating the years and stealing his life.

Until today.

By the time he had said this, Five or Six, who was sitting in the corner, had stopped vomiting blood, and his two faces had gradually turned from silver to gray, and then to reveal the state of a dying man returning to his light. With the support of Bayu, the strong man slowly stood up and said to Jiu Ban and Wei Xicheng with complicated expressions in front of him: "This is my life...... I might ...... Can't see tomorrow's sun?"

"I'm afraid so. Nine and a half looked at the sunken muscles in Five or Six's chest and said slowly. He is not Wu Liangzi, he has no ability to cure diseases and save people from the dead, and no matter how strong Wu Liu is, he is only one of the people who are still in good physical fitness among mortals, how can he withstand a punch of nine and a half. But when he thought that he had killed someone who shouldn't have died, Jiuhan's heart ached faintly.

With a wry smile, Wuliu turned his head to look at the eight feathers beside him, and said, "Girl, thank you...... I wonder if you can please take me out of town?"

"You want to go out of the city?" Eight Yu looked at the wounds on Wuliu's body and said, "Your current physical condition, I'm afraid it will be a problem to even walk for a long time, if you go out of the city, it is estimated that you will die just after leaving the city gate!"

"He who is to die outside the city. Five or Six turned his head to look in the direction of the city gate and said lightly: "According to what you just said, there is an energy in my body that I don't know, and I won't use it at all. Even if it's too late to learn now, I know that my own body probably won't last an hour. Isn't the 'Misty Spiritual Method' you are talking about only when the caster is in the environment and will only be triggered after a certain period of time? Then you send me out of the range of the Boma Ancient City, and when I die, the time of the Boma Ancient City will not be repeated. ”

What five or six said is indeed correct. If Jiuhan and the others' guess is correct, then he is the one who keeps casting the Misty Spiritual Method, and when he walks out of the scope of the Boma Ancient City, not only will the Boma Ancient City stop repeating the last days before the destruction, but even the problem of the seasonal chaos in the city can be solved. You must know that if you calculate according to the straight-line distance, Laocheng is actually not far from the ancient city of Boma, and the phenomenon of seasonal chaos has begun to spread to the entire country of Cunyi with Laocheng as the core.

There was not much communication, just after their eyes collided, Jiu Ban and Wei Xicheng stepped forward and grabbed five or six from under their arms left and right, and there were eight feathers in front of them, and they walked towards the outside of the city together.

The ancient city of Boma at night is something I haven't seen for a long time. On the way out of the city, they looked at the houses that passed in front of them, the streets and courtyards that were very familiar, the corners where they had hid and the places they had run, and tears could not help but flow slowly.

The breeze and the moon are old vultures, stopping and standing and looking back.

Half an hour later, the night was already very deep, and Jiu Ban and the others also took five or six to a small hillside not far from the ancient city of Boma. Sitting down on the hillside, five or six sat cross-legged on the ground like that, smiling and looking in the direction of the ancient city of Boma, his eyes shining. Immediately after, the light above the sky shone brightly, and the silver-white and fiery red flew together, falling from the distant sky.

All this made Jiu Ban and the others stare intently, as if watching the fireworks of the abnormal apocalypse.

The huge meteorite was entangled in flames and fell from the sky, and as the meteorite fell, Jiu Ban and the others suddenly felt that the temperature around them was getting hotter and hotter, and it seemed that the temperature was getting higher and higher. The heat wave hit his face, which made Hachiyu almost unbearable. She covered her little mouth and gasped for breath. Then Nine and a Half stood in front of her, and he used his back to block most of the heat for her, and then, with a flick of his wrist, he used a curtain of water to envelop the eight feathers.

"Does that feel better?"

"Yes. Hachiyu nodded and said.

On the side, five or six, who were sitting cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes and smiled.

The infinite light and heat seemed to disappear in an instant, and the temperature around the nine and a half halves dropped, and when he turned around, the huge meteorite in his sight had already collided with the ancient city of Boma, and then the ancient city and the meteorite began to slowly dissolve at the same moment, and then turned into dots of light, like fireflies rising into the air, slowly flying up into the silent night sky. There were no stars on this night, only a bright full moon that stayed alone in the sky. The starry courtyard rises into the night sky, as if it has become a star, accompanying the moon, and the starry sky is no longer lonely.

The ancient city of Boma in the distance disappeared, and the five or six around him also embarked on their own journey. Starting from his sitting legs, every inch of his body slowly turned to ashes from the bottom up, as if he had passed away alone, and he was gone, but he was a teenager.

Eight Feathers, Nine Half and Wei Xicheng were standing beside Five and Six, and they watched Five and Six's bodies disappear little by little. A living life disappeared in front of them, and behind them, thousands of beings who should have embarked on the path of reincarnation also came to the end of their lives.

Five or six died like this together with the people in the ancient city of Boma who should have died long ago.