The town lost its night, and in the dark and gloomy day, it never went out, and it rained incessantly, and the whole town seemed to be drowned in a sea of heavy rain.

I don't know when it came, but the continuous rainstorm suddenly stopped, and only the drizzle was still fluttering.

The night fell again silently, and the heavy clouds in the sky were broken, and a huge crimson moon wheel hung in the clouds.

The same red drizzle drifted through the blood-colored moonlight, enveloping the empty and dead town.

Ye Mingke sat alone on a branch on the top of the big banyan tree, silently looking at the strange moon in the sky.

He slowly reached out and watched as the rain fell into his palm.

The rain is slightly cool at the beginning, leaving a red like blood.

From the top of this tree, he watched in silence for a long time the town he had grown up in, crumbling little by little, blank everywhere, becoming more and more eerie and terrifying day by day, becoming something he no longer recognized.

In the end, it seemed that only the big banyan tree under him remained, and it still maintained its original appearance.

He didn't know what to do, and even his fear and anger faded over time, and he could only watch in silence and indifference as it happened.

He hadn't spoken for a few days, Da Bai had fallen into a deep sleep like a part of the inhabitants in the hollow of the tree, and the others were only Aunt Long who had come to see him, but he didn't want to talk to her and Uncle for the time being.

But tonight an uninvited guest came to the tree with an umbrella and stepping on the red moonlight.

The man was dressed in a wide-sleeved robe, a high crown on his head, and an elegant face, and he was the master of the school. The master walked under the tree, stopped, and looked up at the aloof, lonely boy above.

Ye Mingke lowered his head and looked at him, the eyes of the two met each other, Ye Mingke's eyes contained indifference and a hint of surprise, and the master's gaze was very complicated, with compassion and awe-inspiring righteousness.

"You...... It should be the group of people who have left a long time ago. ”

Ye Mingke started slowly, and his voice was a little hoarse after not speaking for a few days.

"Originally, but I still have disciples here, and I want to spend a few more moments with them. The Master said in a deep voice.

"Disciple?"

Ye Mingke suddenly remembered the girl in red who threw herself into the arms of a simple young man a few days ago.

"Yi Wan and Song Qing. The master paused, his expression solemn and sad, "I only have two disciples. ”

"Aren't they all butterflies outside, just like you?" Ye Mingke asked.

"Butterfly?" the master was slightly stunned, but he quickly understood, "Zhuang Sheng Mengdie, do you mean people from the outside world in the town like me?"

"They are not. They're not like you, they're pure people of this world. ”

"They are the new beings I created in this world, but unfortunately, this world is about to collapse, and I can't take them with me. ”

"What about Tao Yao?" Ye Mingke thought of the disappeared Tao Yao, and a chill crept up his back.

"Tao Yao, like us, is just a passer-by in this world, who woke up from a dream and left. ”

"So he and Yi Wan don't even have a chance to meet outside?" Ye Mingke's heart, which he originally thought had been numb, once again felt anger and pain, for the sake of his best friend.

"Yes. The Master replied in a heavy voice,

"What the hell is this shit world all about, and what is it for?"

Ye Mingke clenched his hand grasping the branch, and roared in a low voice of irrepressible anger.

"It is a testing ground, a shelter, and a sealing place centered on your existence, gathering the most complex undercurrents of the various forces of the Six Realms. ”

The master raised his head, looked at Ye Mingke's eyes with anger and madness, and said slowly.

"There are four types of people in this town, the first is the outside world...... Well, the word butterfly is apt. The first type of person is a dream of a butterfly in the outside world. The second type of person is a primitive creature of the small town world like Ewan, the third type is a remnant soul like the storyteller in the tree hole, and the fourth type of person is you. ”

"Strictly speaking, only the fourth type of you is a real person. ”

The madness and anger in Ye Mingke's eyes gradually dissipated with these words, and the master's few words were like a ray of light, shining into the puzzle that had plagued him since childhood, giving him a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

But there are still many corners that are not illuminated.

"Centered on me, who am I? Who am I?" What is the test site testing for, and what is the shelter guarded against?"

"There are too many things to test in the proving ground, after all, this town is such a special environment, the only one in the Six Realms. As for the enemies against which the sanctuary is guarded, I tell you now that you may not have any idea, but you will soon know. ”

"That kind of thing, those people are coming soon. The town couldn't be saved, so we flew away one by one. Rats leave a sinking ship. ”

"And the last question about who are you? I don't know how to answer it. But shouldn't it be up to you to decide who you are?

"Now you just need to know that you are important and powerful. ”

"Do you know why I must refuse to accept you as a student?"

He looked at Ye Mingke and shook his head a little self-deprecatingly and smiled.

"Because no one can be your teacher. Although I am known as the Heavenly Master, how dare I be the Heavenly Master?"

"Heavenly Master, what do you mean?" Ye Mingke frowned and pondered, but he couldn't understand what it meant at all.

"That's all I can tell you. There is not much time left, farewell. ”

The master nodded to him under the umbrella, thinking that it was a farewell, and turned to step on the red moonlight to leave.

"Why are you telling me this?" Ye Mingke asked loudly at his departing back.

"Because...... I said you mattered. Those people of other forces only see the entanglement of their own interests, but they don't think about how much harm you will bring to this world if you are really cornered. ”

The master stopped leaving, and his face half-hidden under the umbrella turned sideways towards Ye Mingke.

"Although the camps are different. But your uncle is someone I admire very much in my life. Don't blame him, he doesn't tell you many things because no one can live in a dream awakely. ”

"When you see the real side of this world, you will find that the world you have is already the best world he can give you. ”

"There may be no one in this world who can do better than him. ”

After saying this, he stopped again and left.

"Is this already the best of the world?"

Ye Mingke muttered, looking at the terrifying and strange world in front of him.

The world I live in is so terrifying and dangerous.

And the big liar who said he would never lie to him, the big liar who didn't tell him anything, didn't know what price he paid to give him sixteen years of quiet and flowing like a green stream?

What is the break in his indifferent and self-contained heart since the shock......

Time is running out.

Ye Mingke walked on the streets of the town for the last time, and the darkness deeper than the night gradually covered and eroded the few remaining buildings in the town like a fog and a tide, and then a scarlet light shone from the deepest part of the darkness

The ruined temple that I don't know what god it enshrined collapsed completely, and the familiar houses collapsed one by one in silence

The black tide spread, the temple collapsed, and the town continued to peel off like a picture scroll, revealing a darkness deeper than the night, revealing the layers of dense corpses and bones under the darkness.

It's an ancient battlefield that's unimaginably expansive.

The old bones were entangled and stacked on top of each other, in all shapes and sizes, some like ferocious beasts, and some as high as a huge mountain, covering the sky and the sun.

But they all died, piled up into a sea of corpses and bones, forming a hellish scene.

Ye Mingke walked on the streets of the town that had not yet peeled off, stretched out his hand, and subconsciously wanted to grasp everything in the town that was swallowed by the black tide, but it was just in vain, the boundless darkness roared and swept by, and there was no light again.

Ye Mingke continued to walk, but under his feet was no longer the familiar bluestone streets of the town, but stiff corpses and crisp white bones.

"Is this what the world really looks like?"

"Nameless Town, Ignorant Town. ”

Ye Mingke raised his head from the sea of bones and looked at the darkness above like an endless abyss.

"It turns out that all the light is an illusion!"

"The real side of the town turned out to be death and darkness. ”

He walked forward blankly, not knowing where to go.

But as he walked, he suddenly stopped, and he saw his incomparably familiar courtyard, incomparably familiar bamboo hut, and incomparably familiar people in the darkness of the mountain of corpses and bones and the eternal night.

Saw his last light.

Aunt Long pushed Uncle Jian's wheelchair and stopped under the old tree in the courtyard as it had been sixteen years in the past, looking at him walking in darkness and death, her eyes soft and firm.

Uncle stretched out his hand to him and stared into his eyes.

"Mingke, don't be afraid, come here, what should be faced always has to be faced, and your aunt and I will accompany you!"

"Many, many people you know will be with you!"

"Nothing has been a lie, we've always been there. ”

Ye Mingke walked into the light step by step, and was about to hold his uncle's familiar hand, but he was suddenly stunned.

"Many, many people?"

He asked curiously.

At this moment, the black tide completely engulfed the entire town except for the courtyard where Uncle Jian was, and at that moment everyone heard the cracking sound of the sky in the endless darkness above.

Everyone involuntarily raised their heads and looked upwards, but everyone who looked up couldn't help but feel a great fear in their hearts, feeling a huge and incomparable eye open in the endless and distant darkness above.

Uncle Jian stretched out a little more hand earlier and held Ye Mingke's trembling hand, his big hand was still stable and warm.

"Don't be afraid, Minke!"

"We've always been there!"