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“Nine Summers…”

Siao Liangxi looked at the slightly dim light above his head, everything around all around began to dim, and only this one was left, it became more and more blazing, like a high hanging red sun.

The breeze hits, all around there is the sound of crash-bang, and between the reeds swaying, you can see a golden river, which flows through low villages, and you can see someone standing under the eaves, humming something , The melody is so familiar, it makes people feel calm.

“That is a very beautiful place. Unlike these industrial machinery, there are greens everywhere. We don’t pay attention to gods and the like. Instead, it’s the shelter of our ancestors, which is completely different from Irvine. Country…”

Shou Liangxi recalled, looking for a story to tell in the vague memory, but after careful thinking, there was nothing to tell.

“The most beautiful scenery is when I was a kid.”

The tavern is very quiet, everyone is listening, listening to the story from the distant city wall.

Siu Liangxi picked up wine cup and took a sip, strange to say, Siu Liangxi unexpectedly liked the strange taste of Hercule.

In her opinion, some differences between the two countries are normal, even for fine wines.

Even Hercule didn’t realize that under his operation, these Nine Summers people had begun to think that Irvine, and even the drinks in the entire Western world, had this taste.

Shao Liangye also sighed inwardly from time to time, didn’t expect people here are actually drinking this thing, he must have the opportunity to let these taste the wine of Nine Summers and save these poor guys.

“My family lives by the lake. Because there have been unknown names for generations, we started a lot of training, such as sword dancing, when we were very young.”

Shao Liangye on the side was also evoked by Shao Liangxi’s words, and his memory was dragged into the vast golden.

“We have a training place. It was built by the lake and paved with bluestone on the ground. There was a huge maple tree on the side. In late autumn, these leaves turned into fiery golden. Blowing down and drifting, everything is golden-bright and dazzling under the sunset.”

Shou Liangxi pursued the vague memory and placed himself in the golden world.

Her intoxication did not last long, and then laughed awkwardly.

“No more.”

“Nothing?” Hercule repeated.

“Well, there are no too detailed memories, the others are very violent, like a fog, I can’t see clearly.” Shou Liangxi said very sorry.

Under the influence of antimemetic, she can remember not much about Nine Summers, most of her memories are covered in fog, even if there are some clear memories, it is useless for Hercule to understand Nine Summers, unless He would like to discuss with Liang Xi, Nine Summers’ method of hunting Demon.

Speaking of unbelief, what she can remember clearly in Liangxi’s mind seems to be the only knowledge related to Demon’s fight.

“The memories of the anonymous people have been affected by antimemetics. After leaving the Great Wall of Forgotten, most of their knowledge of Nine Summers was blocked for protection.” Lorenzo explained.

“Is it okay to say these?”

Shao Liangye pointed to Lorenzo, to be precise, Boscaro, who was leaning behind him.

“Yes!”

Lorenzo woke up with a look, and he didn’t expect these before.

“Hey! Did you hear anything?”

Lorenzo grabbed Boscaro roughly, and the poor Old Guy only hummed meaninglessly. There were several empty glasses on the bar in front of him. In order to get rid of this terrible reality, this guy forcibly got himself drunk.

Hiccups, the strong alcohol assaults the senses with a peculiar smell.

Lorenzo dropped him with a look of disgust, Boscaro fell to the ground, probably because of falling pain, his face was distorted, but soon he stretched out his body and found a comfortable posture hu hu fell asleep .

“Look, it looks like he didn’t hear anything.” Lorenzo waved his hand.

The expressions of several people are a little stiff, and I want to ask Lorenzo, is he really your friend? I always feel that being Lorenzo’s friend is not a good thing.

“It sounds a bit sad, I can’t even remember my past.”

The drunken words sounded, and Luo Luo leaned on the other side, looking sadly at Sian Liangxi.

Shou Liangxi’s gaze was a little strange. She looked at Rod, who had flushed cheeks, and then at the half glass of wine beside him.

“He is… drunk?”

Siao Liangxi looked at Lorenzo for help, but Lorenzo was nodded and walked over, lightly patted Rod’s face.

“It looks like yes, this guy is drunk.”

Rod’s drink volume is really surprising. He actually poured in half a glass. This is a bit bad. Several people drink well. After all, he can’t return to the perpetual motion pump drunk, but now Rod is a little unconscious. .

Lorenzo can already imagine that those guys are talking endlessly about themselves.

“Is the past real or fake?”

Rod was completely unconscious. He asked again, raised his hand, and pointed at Siao Liangxi. This time he was using Nine Summers, and Lorenzo did not understand what he was talking about.

“Who knows? I hope it is true, but sometimes I can’t help thinking in bad directions.”

Liang Liangxi also responded in Nine Summers, probably because the alcohol has loosened the will a bit. This person who never knows about troubles is rarely confused and at a loss.

“What if all I remember, these vague things, are all fake? There is no red golden, nothing…”

In the numbness of alcohol, huge fear envelops Sora River.

Antimeme is a blazing firework. It can burn powerful enemies and infect fire bearers. It is suspected that it will collapse oneself, but not everyone can achieve absolute trust, almost blindly trust.

“Sao Liangxi.”

Shao Liangye said solemnly at this time, he rarely appeared a little angry, and looked straight into the eyes of Liangxi.

Regarding this, Siao Liangxi laughed perfunctorily, and then said.

“Think about it, think about it. Who knows about this kind of thing? Antimeme protects us and makes us self-doubt, so there is a creed this thing to restrain us.

I still believe in the creed, but sometimes I can’t help but think of it. “

She had no idea to continue.

“This kind of thing is difficult for others to understand, so let’s do it first.”

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere froze for a few seconds, until Lorenzo broke it all.

“Do you doubt…? Actually, I can understand, Liangxi, I have had this experience too, I’m afraid you don’t believe it.”

Lorenzo shook the glass, remembering the secrets hidden in him in the depth of one’s soul, and couldn’t help smiling.

“Don’t worry too much, the forgotten ones will remember one day. For you, when you return to the Great Wall of Forgotten, everything will be answered, won’t you?”

“Go back…”

Listening to Lorenzo’s uncomfortable comfort, Liangxi paused for a while, and then the weird smile filled his face, as if she would come up with some trick to toss you in the next second.

“I borrow your good words!”

She said pick up wine cup and and touched Lorenzo.

Everyone was celebrating again, but Rod was like Boscaro. He crawled on the bar drunkly, lifted his eyelids reluctantly, and the picture in his field of vision was fuzzy.

Even so, he could easily distinguish the silhouettes of several people, recalling Lorenzo’s words in his mind.

Return to the Forgotten Great Wall…

In fact, everyone is well aware that even marginal figures like Rhodes are the same. A cruel battle is waiting for them. Death may come at any time, and everyone is not immune.

It’s just that no one thinks in the dark direction, just like Shao Liangye doesn’t let Shao Liangxi think about it, sometimes being a fool can live more happily instead.

But I don’t know why, maybe it is because of the dark side of the world, or it may be the reason why Rod is a “newcomer”. He feels that he and Lorenzo are different from everyone here.

There is something in his heart, it hasn’t extinguished yet.

Rod fell into a deep sleep, the cheers became stronger, mainly Lorenzo and Sang Liangxi were yelling, Hercule took Bolo out, and the big mouse looked like he was sleeping just now and was hugged in confusion. In his arms, rubbing the soft fur vigorously.

……

Signed one file after another, and they piled up into a mountain, placed at the other end of the long table.

It was night and the thunderstorm outside still didn’t stop. Seleu glanced out the window and stretched vigorously, ending today’s tedious work.

She sat on the chair and stayed for a while, all around no one was silent, Seleu remembered something, went to the cabinet to the side, opened the safe hidden in it, and several heavy books appeared in front of her eyes.

Seleu wrapped them carefully and put them in the suitcase.

After a knock on the door, old steward walked in and motioned to Seleu.

“The carriage is ready.”

“Wait for a moment.”

Seleu put on a coat and wrapped herself tightly. In consideration of the current situation, she also hid a pocket knife in the coat to deal with various situations.

Walking to the long table, she packed the documents that need to be taken to the cleansing agency into the suitcase, and then moved towards old steward and walked.

old steward extend the hand, tried to take the suitcase, but Seleu didn’t give it to him this time, the suitcase was heavy, she insisted on taking it herself.

“Are those books for them too?” Old steward noticed Seleu’s movements just now, he asked.

“That’s it.” Seleu replied.

Old steward followed behind Seleu, looking curiously at the dark suitcase.

He also had the impression of those books. When Seleu returned to Irvine, she only brought back those books except herself. She kept them strictly as if they were some precious treasure.

“Let’s… go to the Black Mountain Hospital first. I have an appointment with Dean Abigail, and I won’t be able to make time any longer.”

Seleu sat in the carriage and was supposed to go directly to the cleansing agency, but she temporarily changed her destination. Old steward didn’t say anything. Anyway, she is now a person with real power. What she says is probably just for reference. I won’t pay much attention to opinions.

The carriage drove into the thunderstorm, all the way fast.

This is not the carriage of the Stuart family. At the beginning of the death row plan, the cleansing agency took over the security of the country builders. Now Seleu is also a member of the country builder. She is also directly protected by the cleansing agency. And only the coachman of the cleansing agency can find the way to the Black Mountain Hospital.

The hidden hospital hidden inside this bustling city.

Seleu puts both hands on the suitcase, touching it carefully, feeling its texture, and recalling the scene of Lorenzo and the others when Lorenzo and the others left in the sea of ​​silence.

In the end, the strange doctor did not come back with Lorenzo, only he walked out from the end of the world alone.

Lorenzo was exhausted at the time. After climbing on the Chenhui Advance, he almost passed out, but things went a lot smoother afterwards. They successfully left the place of death, and then it is now.

Along the way, Lorenzo did not tell what he encountered at the end of the world. Even after returning to Irvine, he only told the information related to Secret Protectors. If it weren’t for Seleu, few people would realize that in Lorenzo’s story. He walked to the end of the world alone.

It is not clear what the reason is. Lorenzo has hardly mentioned Plague doctor’s situation. He does not say it, and other people can’t force him to tell it. The same is true of Seleu.

“He… probably died, right?”

Seleu whispered, thinking of the terrifying doctor.

Plague doctor.

Seleu didn’t have much contact with him, but she knew the evil he was sitting down, such a guy should be locked in the depths of hell forever, burned and corroded by fire.

But when the Plague doctor gave these notes to Seleu, Seleu had a strange feeling, even if she thinks about it now, she is still puzzled.

In her free time, she also looked through these notes, which recorded unprecedented knowledge.

Seleu is both joyful and terrified.

The knowledge in it is enough to promote the advancement of medicine, but she also smelled the heavy blood energy smell from the experimental conclusions, which almost solidified into entities, pressing her heart through words until it stopped completely.

She didn’t know how to judge Plague doctor, he was crime deserving ten thousand deaths, but he burned a little bit of light.

Seleu remembered the conversation with Lorenzo before, about good and evil, about good and evil.

In Lorenzo’s view, these things are built based on human self-cognition. Wild beasts don’t understand these things. They only know how to eat and multiply. These things are used to restrain humans, but they are not wild beasts.

So monsters like Plague doctor are not in this list, but he was once a human, no matter how deformed, he still has a human part.

Contradiction, disease, conflict.

This is the last gift that the monster gave to this world. Even if he leaves, he will make a mocking sound.

“It’s weird.”

Seleu said to himself.

“What is it?”

asked old steward, who was sitting across from him, and he noticed that Seleu was rarely confused.

“People.”

“People?”

“Yes,” Seleu looked towards the rainy night outside the window, “Humans are really complicated.”

“It’s like a puzzle with no answer.”