readx;? When Ian woke up, the carriage had already returned to the imperial capital. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info was sitting in the same carriage with him Dennis was looking at him with a complicated expression, Ian rubbed his head and made himself sober up a little: "What, did I drool when I just went to sleep?"

Dennis shook his head: "No, but you said in your dreams." You called my brother's name. ”

Ian was stunned, and his previous dream gradually became clear. He was sure that what had happened in the dream had happened, because it was so real, so real that he was perfectly substituted until he was five years old. It was so real that the smell of meat from the barbecue at the bonfire party seemed to still stay in his nostrils.

"I'm curious what you've dreamed about, but don't remember it. Dennis said, "Get out of the car, it's time for us to go to the Fallen." ”

Ian follows Dennis out of the carriage and finds it getting dark. They spent an afternoon at the cemetery, straight into the evening, but mostly on the road.

Dennis didn't let the family's carriage enter the imperial capital, and directly let the groom go back. Then he took Ian all the way to the Land of the Fallen, explaining to Ian by the way: "The Land of the Fallen is actually a place for people to party, in fact, it is similar in nature to the drinking party a few days ago, but it is much crazier. Also, do you know how to dance?"

Ian shook his head, dancing this kind of thing, no one taught him.

Dennis was a little surprised: "I thought you and your mother had learned something." ”

"She didn't teach me anything. "That's why I came here to learn about her past. ”

"Well, it doesn't matter, I don't know how much. Dennis said, "Anyway, you can just go on the dance floor and twist your body, and those guys won't." In fact, there is really nothing to go to in the Fallen Land, and there is no shadow of the former Imperial Capital Opera House Santiago. Of course, I haven't seen the old San Diego either. ”

Dennis didn't take Ian directly to the Fallen, as the two hadn't eaten until now. So they went to the snack street where they had come with the Messiah the night before, and ate the familiar snacks, and Ian couldn't help but think of the Messiah. Thinking of the way she looked when she left, my mood was a little low.

Dennis captures Ian's emotions.

"You came out with the Messiah that day, what did she say next?" Dennis asked, "did she tell you who she was?"

Ian shook his head and said with some annoyance, "All of you don't want to say it, and neither does she. I don't know why, so I'm going to hide it. ”

Dennis was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I think you'll find out right away." ”

After dinner, Dennis takes Ian to pick out two inconspicuous masks in a shop, and the two of them head to the Fallen. More than ten minutes later, they came to a magnificent and quaint hemispherical building. Ian had never seen a building like this before, like an egg that had been cut, but the egg was broken, and the walls had not been cleaned for I don't know how many years, and they were all black dirt.

The walls are surrounded by colorful lanterns that map the egg to different colors. Dennis asked Ian to put on the mask, and then the two walked to the gate, and the guard was a fat man with a full face, he glanced at the two of them, and stretched out his hand, and Dennis took out two gold coins for him, and he let him go.

"You'd better leave your knife at the front desk. The fat man reminded viciously, "If you hurt someone, you will look good." ”

"It's just decorations. Dennis said indifferently, "It's the same as this mask." ”

"Hopefully. The fat man waved his hand and let the two of them in.

Ian followed Dennis inside, looking up at the metal plaque engraved with the Fallen Lands, and wondering why there was a crack in the middle of the plaque. But he didn't ask much, and the inside was what he cared about.

Although Ian had been mentally prepared before this, he was still very uncomfortable at the moment he came in. The wide, gloomy dance floor was filled with masked men and women partying amidst the cacophony of music and shouts. Ian also understands that whether you can dance or not, you just need to twist along.

"Go get a drink. Dennis shouted in Ian's ear, "Unless you want to go down and dance." ”

Ian shook his head. The moment he saw this, he already wanted to leave, Dennis was right, there was no shadow of the former Imperial Capital Opera House here, so it was impossible for him to find traces of his mother here. But since you've come here, it's time to take a stroll.

The two walked around the dance floor to the front desk, where two crumbling oil lamps sat in front of a wooden table. The candle flickered as if it could be extinguished at any moment, and could only barely emit a faint glow that illuminated the masked man sitting at the table.

"What to drink?" said the mask, his voice hoarse.

"Have a glass of water. ”

"There is no water here. ”

"Then have a glass of orange juice. ”

"You can go to the fruit shop across the street and drink. The masked man said in a bad tone, "This is not the place to drink water and juice. ”

Ian is a little unhappy, you still open a store without anything!

Fortunately, Dennis knew more about the situation here, snapped his fingers at the masked man, and said, "Two drinks of the strong bar." ”

"How strong do you want it to be?" the masked man laughed, his voice as ugly as a crow, "We have many kinds of spirits, and the strongest one can be put on a cow." ”

Ian thought to himself: Bring down a cow? That's poison!

"Just have a normal drink. Dennis handed over a few gold coins, "Don't ask any more, I hate to talk." ”

After the masked man received the gold coin, he really didn't speak, and retreated with his head down.

"There's no point here. Ian said.

"It's not interesting. Dennis laughs, "For hunters, hunting is carnival. ”

Ian thought about it for a moment and felt that he had a point. Soon after, the masked man held two cups filled with clear liquid, placed them in front of the two of them, and then retreated without saying a word. Ian then understood why the two masks they had bought were meant to show their mouths, and they were supposed to drink.

"How does this wine taste?" Ian asked, looking at the cloudy liquid in the glass, a little uneasy.

"Not very good. Dennis replied, "But it's really strong, after all, cheap wine is not much mild." ”

Ian didn't drink much, but when he saw that Dennis drank it all, he didn't think much of it, and drank it in one gulp.

Then he regretted it, and the soju slashed through his throat like a knife, and the pain was unbearable. So he could only pant with his mouth long, trying to spit out the wine, but how could he spit out the wine that he had already swallowed. He felt the liquid flow into his stomach, and the stomach was on fire.

Just when he was so spicy that he couldn't speak, a bewitching voice sounded in his ears.

"Would you like to dance with me?"

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