Longmen Memoirs

so familiar...

Chen Mo subconsciously let go of the handle of the knife in his hand, and this thought suddenly came to his mind.

"Please help..." The woman's unconscious murmur sounded in Chen Mo's ears, and there was blood spilling from her mouth and nose.

Outside the door, little Lev, who was running, was nailed to death in the snow by a flying long knife.

"You... these devils... [~

Chen Mo felt a stinging pain on his shoulder. The hysterical woman used her last strength to leave a deep tooth mark on Chen Mo's shoulder.

Chen Mo used his backhand to hug the woman who was about to fall. The woman's hand fell down weakly. Her head rested on Chen Mo's shoulder, and her eyes had lost the sparkle of life.

"I can't help you." Chen Mo said. He let go of his right hand and slowly touched the woman's eyes that had not yet been closed.

I can't even help myself.

They walked out of the dilapidated house, where weeds and tree roots were boiling in a burning iron pot. The flames quickly swept away after no one was watching.

Fire and thick smoke spread behind Chen Mo and 052, floating into the white sky.

In front of Chen Mo's eyes, Little Lev's body, which was nailed to the ground with a long knife, was being buried bit by bit by the snow. The headless body of the lame man named Yagev who was able to use the Origin Stone skill knelt down helplessly in the snow, broken. One hand fell off, and there were several long knives stuck in his body.

Flames, killings, scarlet everywhere, thick smoke, figures walking through the smoke, they were holding long black knives like themselves.

Chen Mo couldn't tell whether this was the human world or hell.

052 stood silently behind Chen Mo. The weight of the chain pulling on his palm seemed to tell Chen Mo that 052 was standing behind him.

052's figure is so tall, like a heavy mountain. He blocked the door. The figure standing behind Chen Mo was like a solid city wall. Under the shadow of the city wall, Chen Mo's thin and thin body was moving with the cold of the snow field. The wind trembled slightly.

"They are Ussians." 052 saw the red sarafan sewn with copper pieces and broken glass spread out on a wooden bed covered with broken steps and hay leaves in the room.

"My sister also has a Sarafan, it's sky blue." 052's voice was low. He was a person who was not good at expressing: "She liked that dress very much. On the Birch Festival, she wore a Sarafan and performed on the school stage. She danced beautifully during the holiday dance, and I will never forget it. Everyone cheered for her and was happy for her, so I was happy too, even though the silver piece on it used up all the money I had saved in the past three years."

"But now she's infected, damn infected, and she's lying in a hospital bed and can no longer put on her Sarafan and perform on the college stage."

"013, you ask me why I came?" 052 stood behind Chen Mo. He held the long knife in his chained hand and stabbed it into the ground.

"I'm telling you now! The day I was infected with ore disease, I was lying on the hospital bed and asked me if I would never be able to dance or go to school again!" 052 breathed heavily, "You know I What did you tell her? I said, brother will find a way to cure your disease!"

"But that's Originium disease, it's Originium disease! *Ursus expletive*, no hospital in Ursus is willing to take us in, the guards tried to drive us out of Chernobog more than once, we hid here and there, After buying everything, the people in the black market are a bunch of man-eating beasts, and the inhibitor he gave us had no effect at all and instead worsened her condition."

052's hands held the chain tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

"You can't imagine how excited I was when I bought the inhibitor. I thought she was saved. I thought he could become her old self again." He said, "I was the one who harmed her."

"I know I'm stupid, I'm a fool, that's why I'm so easily deceived, but she didn't blame me." He looked at Chen: "Just like you, I almost killed you, but you saved me." "

"Am I useless, 013?"

"You are a waste." Chen Mo showed no mercy.

"I know." He smiled, and the body standing behind Chen Mo blocked him from the wind and snow: "But 013, I want to live!"

I want to live, I want to go back, I want to go back to see them, I can't imagine that they will become like this.

I'm actually, really selfish.

"Do you want to kill someone?" Chen Mo asked.

052 pulled out the long knife inserted into the snow and held it in his hand.

"I can."

"Did you say the same thing last time?"

"I really……"

"gone."

From that day on, the Fengho boy never had a smile on his face.

Chapter 49 052 Assistance

There are always so many people inside the black wall. People die every day, and it seems like new people come in every day.

Today, the crack in the black wall opened again. Chen Mo saw the group of children who came in. He remembered that when he first came in two years ago, like them, he walked through the snowy field outside the black wall with difficulty and saw the crack that opened. At that time, I thought I saw light, but I didn't expect that at the end of the light was a denser darkness.

Since the last massacre, the new content of the training within the black wall has evolved from fighting to a similar massacre, killing the infected.

Day or night, they would go out if they couldn't tell the time or place.

The cold armor blocked the cold wind outside the car, but the sharp blades in the hands of the evil beasts were even more ruthless than the cold wind.

013 cannot help themselves every time. 052 gradually understands this fact. In fact, they can choose not to take action when others are massacred, or they can symbolically kill two infected people to make up for the loss.

But Chen Mo has never done that.

It's not that you can't, but you don't dare, because you don't know if there will be anyone watching everything you do in that place. The chips embedded in your body and the vast snowfield leave you with nowhere to escape. They don't force you, but you don't. If you do it, someone else will do it, and you will become a complete waste.

Waste within the black wall is never a word that anyone wants to mention.

Every time Chen Mo was in the bathroom with black walls, he would see the dazzling tooth marks on his shoulders and the intertwined scars on his body. Each one of them would remind him of where they were born. The face reflected in the mirror was so strange and strange. He felt like he was another person.

what's your name?

Chen Mo?

No, you are 013.

You become 013 little by little.

There is no more smile on 052's face.

He was holding a long knife stained with blood, the village was burning in the sea of ​​fire, and the corpse was cut in half at his feet. For the first time, he faced the entire process of killing a person, with his own hands, the knife in his hand.

"013, how do you feel when you kill someone?"

After returning, 052 asked Chen Mo that he put down his shield and picked up the long knife in order to survive.

What does it feel like.

The flesh and blood were torn apart, the wailing, and the hands stained with blood were still clean and neat when cutting the bones and the tranquility after putting down the weapon.

Chen Mo wanted to answer this question.

He was qualified to answer this question, but when 052 asked, Chen Mo suddenly realized that he didn't know what it felt like.

The passing of life is of no importance to me, so that there is no wave in my heart, as calm as dead water.

"You've already experienced it, haven't you?" Chen Mo had to ask: "How do you feel?"

Chen Mo also wanted to know the answer.

"I do not know."

052 Looking at his palm, he seemed to see the blood flowing on his hand. He wanted to wash it off and told himself that it was an illusion, but the funny thing was that every time he closed his eyes, there would always be a scene in front of him when he raised the long knife. appearance.

It looked so scary and ferocious.

But he no longer had any remorse in his heart, so much so that he felt remorseful and sad.

"I raised the knife and he was dead."

"Easy?" Chen Mo asked.

"Yes."

Killing a person turns out to be such a simple matter, as simple as picking up a fallen leaf from the street. It doesn't take much effort and time for them.

When you gradually discover that you have understood this fact and are beginning to do this, the guilt and guilt will be cut off as the long knife in your hand falls and rises, along with it, and your Humanity and conscience.

wrong?

Killing is wrong.

Right? 【#

There is nothing wrong with wanting to live.

So, is it wrong to kill someone to survive?

"013, my name is Su Gelie." 052 suddenly spoke. In the darkness, Chen Mo on the upper bunk couldn't see his expression.

"Yeah." Chen Mo hummed lightly.

Your name is Suglie or 052, there is no difference.

"I want you to remember my name." 052 explained with a forced smile. This was the last smile on his face, but Chen Mo couldn't see it: "I'm afraid that I will forget it and become like them."

052 seems to have thought of some way to maintain his last humanity, but now that he has become 052, he is afraid that one day he will really become 052.

"I can't remember your name."

"You are smarter than me, you must be able to remember." He said, as if he believed Chen Mo, and asked: "013, what is your name?"

"013."

"I remember."

"013, do you think we will never be able to get out of here?"

"Would you like to go out?"

"Am I still the same person who went out?" 052 asked suddenly.

Chen Mo didn't expect that he would say such words, Chen Mo was stunned.

Am I still me when I go out?

is it?

No?

"013, thank you for being willing to help me for so long."

Chen Mo finally came to his senses. He was lying on the bed with his arms as pillow and turned around. Although he knew that 052 couldn't see his lost look, he still couldn't help but want to avoid it.

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself." Chen Mo replied in a low voice.

"If, I mean if one day, you can get out alive, can you help me go to Chernobog to see my home? I want to know if they are gone."

"I've never been to Chernobog."

"It's okay, it's easy to find. It's on Broken Avenue, No. 312 Arbat Street. There's a wax museum opposite."

Chen Mo neither agreed nor refused.

"013, I started to miss my sister..."

"Ah."

"013, is it Christmas today?"

"do not know."

"013... You know, one year at Christmas my sister put on her mother's high heels. She was so small that she staggered when she walked..."

"It snowed heavily that day. My sister likes snow very much. I also like it very much. You know, 013, the snow is different. The snow here is... very cold."

"..."

"013, do you want to go home?"

"I don't have a home."

"Really?" he said, and then asked: "But you said you had an agreement."

"They are my family."

"Do you miss them?"

"Shouldn't think about it."

"You are really smart 013."

"..."

052 talked all night, chattering intermittently. He seemed to say whatever he thought of. Chen Mo kept listening and occasionally answered.

He had done the same thing before. He would also think of Tallulah and Chen, and the orphanage, but he never dared to say it. He was afraid that after he said it, he would miss them more and more, and missing them would turn into weakness.