It's as if you've been waiting for all the actors to be in place for a long time.

When Li Boqing sighed lightly, a roar suddenly broke out.

From the top of the stage, the cracked stage is flipped, and the original dilapidated scene is gone, replaced by meticulous paintings and buildings-like outlines.

And, in the end, countless siding panels were pushed together by the wheels, and it turned out to be a dilapidated house full of cracks. Compared with this gorgeous and extravagant mansion, it exudes a poor and sour atmosphere.

But on the walls, doors and windows, there are dark red marks.

It's like blood.

On the broken beams and bricks, shallow cracks remained, like the marks of a deceased person who had been awakened from a coffin and scratched with his fingernails.

Xun Qing exclaimed.

What the hell is that!

"Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you." Li Boqing shook his head: "At best, it's just an afterimage of the past...... Why be so trembling? ”

"That's how you're entertained?"

Li Bai glanced at him coldly: "A good show? ”

"No, I'm just trying to make you understand something." "Something, something you left behind and didn't want to think about."

Li Boqing leaned on the puppet in his arms, drunk like mud, and his laughter was as sharp as a night owl.

"Imagine it, guys, imagine ......"

He raised his finger and pointed to the door of his head: "Imagine if, if you are not you......"

"Imagine!"

His neck spasmed and twitched, as if a ghost had taken possession of that body, and he breathed viciously, "If you are poor and lowly, you have only the status of a so-called nobleman, but you have never been noble...... No one looks up to you, and no one cares.

You are poor and have nothing to do, and even you know that you are a piece of garbage, a goods that deserves to rot in the mire! ”

When he laughed wildly, the sharp sound pierced Li Bai's eardrums.

The ghost fire in his eyes became more and more vigorous, so angry, so hideous!

"Imagine—"

He said, "If you were me!" ”

"There's a woman you don't deserve and likes you. Even if you are poor, I am willing to spend my life with you. Treat you as the greatest hero in the world, even if you don't achieve anything. ”

Li Boqing said, "Not long after, you have a small home where you can shelter from the wind and rain, a small table where you can eat together, and a quilt that has been covered for many years to protect you from the cold in winter." ”

"No matter how poor your life is, as long as she is there, you can be happy, and you will be happy like a dream!" He said, "You even have a daughter, a little child, who holds it in your hands, and it is warm, and she will look at you with a smile." ”

The man with his hair disheveled got up, and actually crossed the puppet that protected him, and walked towards Li Bai, step by step, regardless of the blade pointing at him, and moved forward.

Hold your hands in your arms.

It was as if holding an invisible swaddling cloth and walking up to him and saying to him, "You have to hold her." ”

Facing the hands that were raised.

Li Bai was stunned.

But Li Boqing's expression was focused and serious, as if he was holding the treasure of the whole world, and sent her to Li Bai.

I hope Li Bai can be gentle.

He's crazy.

Li Bai didn't want to pay attention to it, but Li Boqing forcibly pulled his hand, so hard. put the invisible swaddling clothes into his arms.

Tell the person in front of you seriously: "Protect her, this is the meaning of your life!" ”

Then, he took a step back, but his smile became mocking: "But one day, the sky fell. ”

"It's like, it's ...... like this"

Syllable!

His complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly waved his hand and knocked over Li Bai's arm. The invisible swaddling clothes fell from Li Bai's arms and fell to the ground.

Quietly, it seemed to be the cry of a baby.

Li Bai's color changed suddenly, and when he stepped forward, the hilt of his sword was turned around, trying to knock this madman unconscious. But the puppet's hands resisted his wrists and did not allow him to interrupt Li Boqing's words.

Li Boqing said, "Then, the earth cracked. ”

The ghostly words echoed in their ears, and then there was a loud bang, and the whole hall shook violently, as if the non-existent story had become a reality.

The stage shook violently, collapsing, and the shattered house above collapsed with it.

The silhouette of the sun, the texture of the moon, the scrolls of pictures, and countless gorgeous scenery are all squeezed out of it, broken, and piled up together with the deformation of the stage.

It was as if the world had been destroyed.

The screeching sounds overlapped and became an unbearable scream.

Piercing into the bone marrow.

But Li Boqing, laughing hoarsely, stepped on the stage of collapse, stepped on the debris, walked to the collapsed dilapidated house, and when he looked back, he showed a crazy smile.

Pointing to the ruins in front of him, tell him the final ending: "The only two people in this world who love you are pressed inside this ruin, in the dark, crying and asking for help."

They will call your name over and over again, and at the end of the day, there will be no sound...... And the cruelest thing is that there is nothing you can do about it from beginning to end.

It wasn't until the ruins were dug up that you could see the dry bones hugging each other. ”

Li Boqing stretched out his hand, touched the broken bricks in front of him, and showed Li Bai: "Look, this is their grave." ”

And that's the end of the story.

Now where it all began......

In the dead silence, Li Bai heard a frightened voice behind him.

It was Xun Qing who sat on the ground.

His face turned pale.

It's as if he was captured by an invisible nightmare, caught by the evil spirit that hovers in his life, and gradually devoured.

And Li Boqing laughed.

"Now, I have money."

The crazy man stretched out his arms, "Power, wealth, wine, food, beauty, everything is at your fingertips." But what does all this mean to me?

I am willing to use all the money in this world to exchange them for coming back, Xun Qing, just like you...... You understand what I'm talking about, right? ”

Xun Qing was stunned and couldn't make a sound.

But Li Boqing suddenly roared and roared: "You know, what have I lost!" ”

"Big ...... Caving ......"

Xun Qing murmured in disbelief, "You, you too...... The remnants of Anle Fang? ”

At that moment, in Li Boqing's laughter, Li Bai was like a thunderbolt.

It was as if an electric light was passing through my mind, tearing through the chaotic thoughts and illuminating all shadows and mysteries.

Brings the final realization.

The smugglers on the car, the workshop in the Cloud Building, the flower fields that breed fierce poison, the lackeys and killers of the Tsing Yi Society, the forged organ cores, the origin of the Wu Gong, and even all this in front of you......

Behind every pile, every piece.

Inextricable clues point to the place.

- The Great Avalanche!

More than ten years ago, the accident that occurred in Anlefang cast a shadow on Chang'an, causing more than 100,000 people to be displaced and lose everything!

When he suddenly realized this incident, what Li Bai felt was an indescribable absurdity: Is everything he has encountered along the way a coincidence?

Just lucky?

Or is it that I have been like a puppet, unknowingly, dancing in someone's hands?

"It's not just you, Li Boqing."

He asked hoarsely: "Who else has become a lackey besides you?" Who is Wu Yougong? ”

Li Boqing just smiled, full of malice and mockery, looking at him.

"Looks like you've guessed a little bit, right?" He asked softly, "Why don't you say it, Li Bai?" Or do you simply not want to believe it......"

I don't want to believe how many people can't get out of that quagmire of pain. I can't believe how many people are still abandoned in that hell full of pain!

In the long, long nightmare, no one can be relieved.

Only endure in silence until the tears run dry, or, in the endless torment of the past, go to the collapse!

In the dead silence, there were muffled footsteps.

Accompanied by a hoarse voice.

"As you guessed......"

The old figure slowly walked out from behind the screen, mottled white hair like gray snow, emaciated and tall, and its vigorous bones towering like mountains.

That face was so familiar that it made one forget to breathe.

He said:

"-Decay, that is, there is no father."

Lu Daoxuan!

In the darkness, distant echoes could be heard.

What the wind lamp illuminates is the narrow crevices that seem to be eternal, and the seemingly endless falls, and even countless huge machines.

It's like leaving the world and heading straight for the dark hell.

This is the scenery that the organs of Yu Heng Division are accustomed to.

This is the world under Chang'an.

Or rather...... The real Chang'an. A place where endless secrets and endless darkness are hidden, and even endless wisdom, where all tricks germinate.

Even if he became a well-known mechanic in Chang'an City, no matter how many times he came here, Wei Wuya could sincerely feel how small he was compared to the real miracle.

The small self trembled inside.

He sat on the back of the six-legged trap beast, and controlled the trap beast to move down nimbly.

However, instead of following the route that Yu Hengsi had already patrolled and explored many times, he went to the area where he felt the abnormality during the day according to the drawings of the division.

There are six in total, and four have been identified as normal.

Keep getting lost, and keep turning back. Luckily, relying on the mark, luckily returned to the right path. If you get lost in this place where you don't see the light of day, I am afraid that you will not be able to return to the ground for the rest of your life......

For hundreds of years, the organs of Yu Heng Division have continued to explore. But it was only the most superficial mechanical transmission layer in Chang'an City, and they were never able to fully control it.

This city is really constantly changing, and even the changes below the ground will be more massive and exaggerated than above the ground. Every way of running is tantamount to turning the underground back into a labyrinth of chaos.

In order to find out more mysteries of the mechanism, and at the same time to protect the stability of Chang'an, Yu Hengsi has been paying a huge price in secret.

Everyone has become accustomed to it, and they have never looked at it with suspicion in the unexpected world.

Truth never changes with lips and tongues.

Compared to those colleagues who really sacrificed their lives for exploration, Wei Wuya was now just a patrol test, not even hard work.

He rechecked the gas canister on the back of the Trap Beast, and it was empty. There were two left, but he was going to turn back when the next one was empty.

The mask that encloses most of his face is a mechanism that Yu Hengji has recently developed to allow people to breathe smoothly in the deep sea.

People are born with yang energy and die when they encounter yin energy, and in the underground of Chang'an, the yang energy in some places is thin, and the poisonous yin energy is vigorous, and if you can't breathe, you will suffocate to death.

The abundant energy made him calm slightly, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious.

The fifth place, the core area at the bottom of Fang City, is still normal.

But this is also more and more unreasonable.

According to his estimates, there should be anomalies in at least two of the six places, otherwise it would be impossible to explain the faint sluggishness in the operation of Chang'anfang City during the day.

Sometimes, the anomaly of the mechanism looks like there is sand stuck in the gears, but in reality, the real cause is varied, often in unexpected places.

Or is it that there is no abnormality, it is really just a hallucination and suspicion of oneself?

Wei Wuya was silent for a moment, patted the trap beast's head, and once again urged the trap beast to run to the final location. But then, the trap beast came to an abrupt halt.

Wei Wuya's movements stagnated, and he suddenly lowered his head, stunned.

In the narrow gap covered with dust, there was a ...... on the ground. Traces of a crushed wheel?

And instead of stretching into the distance, it suddenly emerges from one side of the wall and leads to the thick wall on the other.

Piercing the wall?

Or is it ......

Wei Wuya tapped slowly, hearing the hollow echo behind the wall. Then I noticed that there were a large number of undetectable cuts and patches on the walls.

In an instant, he was creepy.

"Sure enough, there is a problem!"

Wei Wuya pulled out his pen and ink, wrote a brief summary of the anomaly he had seen, put it into the belly of a trap bird, and flicked his hand, and the trap bird carried the information and sped away along the path he had come from.

After doing all this, Wei Wuya activated all the traps he carried, got ready, and urged the trap beasts to silently tear apart the compartment in front of him.

What is revealed is an inner layer that has long been cut and brutally destroyed.

Just looking at it, it's already infuriating.

But in the light of the wind lantern, in that narrow hollow, there were countless staggering figures appearing, in this darkness that did not see the light of day.

They staggered through the vast hollow, knocked down by something on the ground, and got up as if they didn't feel pain, or simply stepped on the bodies of their companions and crawled upward.

The inhuman stiffness and broken silhouette were like wriggling living corpses in hell.

But soon, he realized that it was not really a living person at all.

It's just a mere contour.

Even the wreckage that has long been scrapped, the garbage that has been randomly pieced together with limb parts, and some of them do not even have shells, and the internal structure is exposed......

And those weird cores with hollow colors!

It's all monsters created by the Forged Mechanism's core.

One by one, they climbed out of the mountain of chests, climbed the walls, or overlapped each other, like the mountains of Purgatory, tirelessly upward......

Converge on the shattered dome.

When Wei Wuya raised his head and looked into the deepest depths of darkness, his eyes were stung by everything he saw.

Involuntarily, trembling.

Is that...... The organ of Fang City.

The magnificent treasure that hung high above the dome like the bright moon was now covered by countless living corpse puppets. They are densely covered with the core of the city, like countless insects.

"What the hell is that...... What is it? ”

In the dead silence, no one responded.

Only behind him, a helpless sigh sounded.

When Wei Wuya turned back in horror, he saw the figure standing behind him at some point, it was a real person...... Dressed in red, his hair is disheveled and unkempt.

As if he hadn't woken up, he was drunk.

But at this moment, in Wei Wuya's eyes, it was even more terrifying than the countless monsters like living corpses.

"Oh, was it discovered?"

The man named Ji Xianke sighed regretfully, "I have to be drunk and haven't left, otherwise, there will be a big mess." I said, "How can there be birds flying around......"

As he spoke, he let go of his hand and threw the chopped bird to the ground.

"Looks like you still want to tell the story? It's a bit of a trick to do......"

He raised his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the sword at his waist: "If you can, can I ask you to stay here?" ”

At that moment, on the face of Ziji Cyclamen, the smile was silently shattered, malicious and hideous!

Wei Wuya's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his hand:

"-Huh!"

Without warning, the beast opened its mouth, and what it spewed out was blazing thunder!

In the face of the first swordsman in Chang'an, after losing the advantage of distance, he could only take advantage of the moment when the opponent had no time to draw his sword and completely win with a devastating attack.

At this moment, the wandering electric light erupted from the magnetic pole in the mouth of the trap beast like an angry dragon, roaring away, and in an instant, engulfing the figure of Ji Xianke.

But at that moment, Wei Wuya actually saw that Ji Xianke raised his right hand in the light of the rushing lightning as if he was crazy.

Five fingers spread open, then, clenched.

Rumble!

Is that an illusion or what?

It's unimaginable that there is such a terrifying speed in this world, and it can shatter the fleeting violent electric light in the hand!

"Wow, that's dangerous."

Ji Xianke slowly raised his head, spread his five fingers, and his gloves were already scorched, "Fortunately, I caught it, otherwise it would have been miserable." ”

Wei Wuya, cold all over his body.

Immediately after, the trap beast roared, roared, and a huge wave of qi swept away, forming a wave that pushed in all directions, forcibly pushing Ji Xianke backwards.

The heavy armor rolled up and shrouded Wei Wuya's body, and then, overloaded with power, rushed towards the only exit!

In this way, with Ji Xianke's side, passed by.

From beginning to end, Ji Xianke did not move.

The palm of the hand, covered with leather gloves, touched the hilt of the sword at his waist slightly.

As a result, there was a sound of collapse and shattering.

The devastated hall suddenly appeared with two criss-crossing deep sword marks, and right behind him, the Trap Beast suddenly tumbled, shattering into parts all over the ground.

Blood flowed slowly out of it.

No more sound.

Ji Xianke was expressionless and turned to leave.

Soon, a stiff puppet came up to clean up the scene, and then, erased all traces.

Hark back to.

Three hours later, the overdue alarm sounded from Yu Hengsi's observation room, and in less than half an hour, the emergency rescue team set off.

Four hours later, the rescue team returned.

Nothing.

The next day, in the afternoon, in the silent hall of Yu Hengsi, the silent old man stepped on the escalator and hung new wooden plaques on the walls covered with nameplates.

[Mechanic: Wei Wuya, missing].

A gentle breeze blew, and countless wooden signs rattled on the walls.

Like the silent sigh of the souls of the dead.