Doomsday Wonderland

Since entering the dream script, Lin Sanjiu has been able to control most of his actions, but no matter how many times he tries, he has never been able to change the dream environment. She can't warm up the weather when she feels cold, nor can she suddenly transform herself into a giant, or even display her abilities - the evolvers are still largely controlled by the dream itself, which is why everyone thinks that the dream copy is The reason for "half lucid dreaming".

It was hard for her to figure out why Mayor Oye was an exception.

"You want to leave?"

Mayor Aoye shook his round and thick face at her, and his thick, womanly lips raised a smile. "Show me the writing on your wrist first."

His meaning was very clear: if the words on Lin Sanjiu's body were not quite right, it would be difficult for her to leave.

Lin Sanjiu took a breath and secretly gave up her attempt to change the environment.

She had tried her best to focus on the things in front of her, but now, except for the pain in her head, there was still no change at all around her. Sunlight filtered in through the window, illuminating the dust in the air.

In comparison, Mayor Aoye just waved his hand and turned the town hall in one direction - could the power conveyed to him by the black mountain really be so powerful?

"Hurry up, let me see what's written on your hand." His chin, which was connected to his neck, shook, and he raised his hand to point at the tattooed man: "Don't waste time, I still want to ask him something."

There is no other way.

Lin Sanjiu exchanged glances with the tattooed man and slowly raised his wrist.

Mayor Aoye narrowed his sharp eyes and looked at her wrist carefully. When he opened his thick lips, she couldn't help but feel nervous; then, she heard the other person murmur - "'Good night'?"

He smacked his lips and slowly retracted his stretched neck.

"What do you mean?" He turned and glanced at the tattooed man, "Why do you just give out some incomprehensible words? What do her good night and my white gloves mean?"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, and as soon as she came to her senses, she immediately retracted her wrist - she put her hand behind her back, and held it tightly with her other hand, looking towards the tattoo in confusion. The man glanced.

Could he give two different definitions to the same person?

"She is a girl. I think this kind of gentle word is more suitable for her." The tattooed man took two steps back and simply sat down against the window sill, looking completely non-hostile and unguarded: "Good night, this word Have you never heard of it? The most famous source is a poem. It was because I remembered this poem that I decided to give this word to her. "

"What poem?"

"'Go gently into that good night,'" he recalled, raising his eyes and saying, "'Look, the light is gradually extinguishing on the horizon'... The author is Dylan Thomas."

Mayor Aoye pursed his lips suspiciously and glanced at Lin Sanjiu again.

"I don't care what you think," she immediately seized this opportunity and quickly interjected: "I'm leaving anyway, and I have to look for plot clues for my dream script."

Although she seemed nonchalant on the surface, only she knew how nervous she was when she said this. If Mayor Aoye had to stop her, she really didn't know how she could get away - but after hesitating for a few seconds, the other party finally raised his chin at her: "Let's go!"

It seemed like he didn't want anyone around him to get in the way. Lin Sanjiu didn't give him a chance to regret it. She took one last look at the tattooed man, turned around and rushed down the stairs.

At first glance, the poem sounded strange and familiar to her, but she didn't know what was wrong. When the tattooed man mentioned the author's name, she finally realized that she had heard of that poem.

When she stepped out of the town hall door and the sky suddenly brightened her field of vision, she suddenly found herself back on the street she had finally escaped from just now. She looked back and found that the entire town hall building had turned back at some point - she originally thought she would leave from the back of the building, but it turned around and spit her back into the sheep-like town hall. The people's house was surrounded by heavy police guards.

"Naturally, they don't seem to recognize you," Teacher Yi suddenly said, "but a few town police officers have paid attention to you."

When Lin Sanjiu heard this, she immediately calmed her breathing and glanced around with her peripheral vision. I don’t know if there is another change in the dream, but the swarming police force looks like a black and blue ocean. Just one look at it will make people slightly frightened. They surrounded several nearby blocks, and except for the access to a few buildings on the street, the sheep-like townspeople could not go anywhere.

Teacher Yi was right, the town police officers did not seem to recognize her - in fact, she had a vague feeling: just by walking out of the town hall, Peanut Town seemed to be gone again. A very long time.

The most obvious thing is that the black mountain has risen and grown several times. It was no longer willing to settle in a corner of the town, and the entire mountain moved towards the center of the town; where it crushed, only fragments of houses and ruins were left, which seemed to be as big as half a town.

But no one seemed to cast their gaze behind it, or in other words, no one seemed to know what had happened beneath its feet.

Looking around, Lin Sanjiu didn't see a familiar face.

Fat people with oily and sweaty faces walked past her like walruses, their heavy breathing filling the air. Those brightly colored clothes, enlarged several times, were still barely able to cover the layers of trembling fat on their bodies. It is difficult to tell who is a boy and who is a girl, and even the difference between adults and children is not obvious; at a glance, each eye and nose is submerged in the thick flesh.

A pair of feet that were so fat that their toes were squeezed out of the sandals stopped not far from Lin Sanjiu.

"Why are you so thin?" It wasn't until this person spoke that Lin Sanjiu realized that the other person was a woman. She was quite old, and her hair was mixed with silvery gray, and a few greasy locks hung down in front of her forehead. However, those pair of lust-like eyes shone with vigilance and suspicion: "What's going on with your empty hands?"

"I've finished eating." Lin Sanjiu thought for a moment and looked at her carefully. This woman with several big paper bags in her arms always felt a little familiar to her.

"Have you finished eating? You know how to wear an extra coat, but don't you know how to bring more food?" She licked her lips, but she still couldn't lick the grease clean. "In Peanut Town, you are as skinny as a handful of ribs. What a shame! We have so many supplies and our life is so happy, but you still have to keep looking so thin and embarrass Mr. Oye! You Do you have any objections to our Peanut Town?"

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but frown.

Although the fat woman spoke fiercely, she kept her voice low, so she never attracted anyone's attention.

"What do you want?" She stared at the other person's face that had lost its edge, trying to find a familiar outline.

The fat woman licked her lips again.

The anger suddenly disappeared from her face, like melting ice. She glanced left and right at the town police officers on both sides of the street, and when she saw that no one was paying attention to her nearby, she laughed softly: "I really don't have much with me, but I can't see you starving like this and giving us peanuts." Shame on you!”

Before she even finished speaking, she reached out and stuffed a large paper bag into Lin Sanjiu's arm. "You weigh it yourself, take it or not!" As if she was afraid of being seen, as soon as she got rid of the bag of food, she immediately turned around and hurried into the crowd; for such a fat body, the speed of movement was really fast. slow.

Strangely enough, it wasn't until she turned around that Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized that she was the female high school student who had reported that she was not from this town.

To her, it was just a few hours, but the other person had already gone through most of his life.

She rushed forward in a few hurried steps and pressed the female high school student's shoulders: "Hey!"

The other party seemed startled; when she looked back and saw Lin Sanjiu, her eyebrows suddenly raised, and she had a fierce look ready to attack - Lin Sanjiu quickly lowered her voice: "I know you!"

"What's so weird about that?" the former high school girl sneered.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the remaining paper bags in her arms and whispered, "If you are willing to chat with me and answer a few questions, I will take all your food."

The residents of Peanut Town obviously felt that such a large amount of food was a burden for them; she thought that her bait would definitely be good, but to her surprise, the female high school student turned pale and whispered in a panic. He scolded her: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Aren't you tired from eating?"

"What do you know!" This time, she said, UUReading www.uｕUKanｓ． net seemed to be really angry: "Isn't it normal to feel tired after eating? Just take a break and then continue eating! Who is not tired after eating? Don't think that it's okay if I give you some things, Aoye My husband has created such a wonderful town for us, and I am willing to keep eating it for him and for Peanut Town!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her hand came to snatch the food bag from Lin Sanjiu's arms. At this time, the town policeman on the roadside realized something was wrong and shouted in a distant voice: "What are you doing? Separate, separate! You are not allowed to walk together!"

The female high school student immediately retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted, glanced at Lin Sanjiu hard, and walked away quickly again.

Lin Sanjiu stood there holding a heavy bag of food, looking over the obese people again and again. The smell of grilled meat, oil, and seasonings rushed to her nose, but it did not arouse her appetite at all. Instead, it made her want to vomit.

The few lines of poetry that the tattooed man randomly adapted on the spot rang through her mind again; only this time, she recalled its original appearance.

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Rage, rage against the disappearance of the light.

Donotgogentleintothatgoodnight,

Rage, rageagainstthedyingofthelight.

She thought as she raised her wrist and glanced at it.

Under the sun, two small blue-black characters are clearly seeping into the texture of the skin, as if they were born in nature.

free.

That was the word she really got.

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