After more than a week of searching for clues, they finally learned the specific opening time of the circus and the coordinates of the entrance.
This has nothing to do with the information they have worked so hard to collect. One morning, Dong Zheng found a poster directly at the door of the apartment. He was afraid that they would not be able to see it, so he put it on the door.
Dong Zheng took off the poster and took it back to the castle. Thinking that the clown had mailed Victor to his house in the novice area, he had reason to believe that this poster was also sent by the clown.
In the middle of the poster, the magician's face is painted in various colors, a white rabbit is lying on the high hat, all kinds of strange animals surround him, and the five characters "Hell Circus" written in exclamation are covered with blood. One-third of the page, and in the lower right corner, the specific time of the tour is marked.
At 7:30 p.m. on March 14th, there are only four days left.
However, everyone had already made preparations to go to the circus, and they were not in a hurry. After consulting Xia Qiongyun, they decided to take her with them.
Aside from the real purpose of getting back feelings, the Circus of Hell is also a very rare opportunity for pilgrims. Its existence is like the labyrinth of time, the library of choas, or the lost of revival, and it exists relatively independent of the pure white land. . Pilgrims who have successfully obtained the circus tickets can enter the clown's shop after the circus performance to exchange for some rare items that are hard to get in the pure white world.
It has been four days since the last bloody night, and Dong Zheng has successfully brought the relationship between the two a step closer. After confirming that Cui Zuojing really didn't hate him, he consciously stopped being as forbearing as before. His kiss was no longer simply a touch away, but a real entanglement with lust.
Although Cui Zuojing sometimes protested, it was up to him—more precisely, his own feelings and thoughts.
Although he hasn't taken the initiative to like Dong Zheng until now, the hugs and kisses of men always make him feel that he is being cared for.
He came to the Pure White Realm twice. The first time he didn't understand a lot of things because he was young. He was cared for like his elders by Henry F. Victor and his elders. They taught themselves to give proper care in life, and as time passed. As time went on, he who had awakened the ability of the slayer gradually became stronger, and no one would love him as meticulously anymore, because everyone knew that he already had the ability to take care of himself.
It was even more so when he came back for the second time. He has always provided protection for the Wonton Insurgent team. The teenagers who were trained in the past became mentors to others, teaching them how to survive in the pure white world.
So much so that Cui Zuojing almost forgot what it was like to be cared for.
But Dong Zheng didn't think so.
Why can't the strong be held in the palm of the hand and loved
Because he's strong, he won't get hurt, won't feel pain, won't get tired
Everyone is eager to draw warmth from others, and Cui Zuojing is no exception.
He has carried too many missions, and the fate of his former teammates is closely tied to him. Every decision and every action of his is related to not only his life and death.
He was tense for too long, and Dong Zheng, at this time, held a red heart in front of him and asked him if he wanted it.
I have to admit that Cui Zuojing covets the warmth of being loved.
If it wasn't for his acquiescence, how could Dong Zheng have the opportunity
On March 14th, the Wonton Insurgents team prepared to go to the coordinates marked on the poster.
There are three coordinates in total. They went over to find them one by one. The first one was in an office building. They went up to the eighth floor and stood at the position indicated by the coordinates. Facing the toilet cubicle, they fell into contemplation.
There was a poster exactly like the one they got on the door of the compartment, and the direction was very obvious.
This is the men's toilet, Wang Que and Xia Qiongyun are waiting at the door, Dong Linhai stares at the toilet, a question mark slowly pops up on his head.
Dong Zheng reconfirmed that the coordinates they are currently in are indeed the ones on the poster.
Lin Hangzhi looked around, looking for the entrance.
As the only person who has been to the circus in person, Cui Zuojing knew something about the clown's bad taste, and said helplessly: "Don't look for it, I believe what you see is the entrance."
Linhai: "What? Are we going to get into the toilet?"
The idea was met with unanimous opposition from all, and they headed to the next coordinate.
Lin Hangzhi fell into contemplation in front of the burning fireplace, Lin Hai raised his hand and asked, "Do we still need to buy some Floo powder?"
Xia Qiongyun rarely complained: "But it's hard to say whether this thing is connected to the Floo network."
Dong Zheng took a deep breath and was about to say why not try it, when he suddenly heard the door of the living room being opened.
The owner of this family is back!
The owners of this villa are pilgrims like them, and if found out, the consequences would be dire.
"Let's go!" Dong Zheng immediately made a decision. The six people jumped out of the open window one by one, and the cat waist hid under the window sill. Finally, Cui Zuojing just jumped out, and the owner of the house walked into the living room.
He saw the strange poster pasted on the fireplace at a glance, and snorted.
It wasn't there when I just went out.
"Hell Circus? What is this place?"
"I don't know." His companion was equally puzzled, reaching out and tearing off the poster.
Victor jumped onto the windowsill lightly, and looked in with fairness. At the moment when the poster was torn off and held in his hand, the blazing flame in the fireplace suddenly spewed out without any scorching temperature. The child involved the three of them.
The fire is out.
"Okay, it seems that this entrance has already been used by someone." Victor Shi Shiran jumped into Cui Zuojing's arms, stretched his long lazy waist on the shoulders of the teenager, and said with a flick of his tail, "There is only one left. A coordinate, hopefully an easy place, or you'll really have to drill a toilet."
It is impossible to drill a toilet, and it is impossible to drill a toilet in this life.
So when they saw that the coordinates of the third entrance were a surveillance camera set up in a hardware store, they resolutely decided that this is it!
"Are you ready?" Cui Zuojing asked. "After entering, you need to get the admission tickets separately. Everyone should be separated. When you get the tickets, do what you can, and don't force it. Your own safety is the most important thing."
Everyone nodded, Cui Zuojing tore off the brand-new poster on the mottled wall.
The camera in the corner of the ceiling lit up with red light, and the originally dark lens suddenly brightened, reflecting the figures of the people below.
Everyone was suddenly blacked out.
The figures of the six people just disappeared into the hardware store out of thin air. The boss behind the counter yawned lazily. Seeing that the group of people who had just entered had disappeared, he thought he didn't notice their departure and didn't let them go. on the heart.
[…]
"tick, tick..."
The sound of water dripping from the ceiling gradually became clear, consciousness gradually returned to the cage, and Cui Zuojing opened his eyes silently.
He was lying on the floor of a small room, the concrete floor exuded a bone-chilling coolness, and the dim chandelier above his head illuminated the whole room.
The leaking place was not far away, and the water droplets splashed on his arms, which was very cold. Cui Zuojing stood up and quickly checked the various functions of his body.
There was only a simple camp bed, a wooden table with a bottle of mineral water and a radio on the table, mottled walls, and iron doors like prison doors. a complete.
Confirming that nothing else was hidden in the corner, Cui Zuojing walked to the table and turned on the radio.
After a brief squeak, the adult male voice sounded in a low voice and echoed in the small room. Although it was a little distorted, Cui Zuojing recognized that it was the voice of the clown.
"Welcome to the Circus of Hell, I'm the referee for this fight, Joker."
"In your shirt pocket, there is a card. In the field, you can eliminate other people in any way, get the opponent's card, or find the secret letter hidden in the field to upgrade the card, three days later, each field The survivors will focus on using the cards in their hands to fight, and the top three will get admission tickets."
"The performance will officially start three days later, and those who do not get admission tickets will be expelled."
"The best performances are never free." The voice paused, and then said, "The venue in this competition area is drawn for [Factory], I wish you good luck."
The tape came to the end and the sound stopped abruptly. Cui Zuojing rewinded the tape and listened to it again.
The way to get tickets is not the same as when he first came, but it is normal for the circus to make some innovations over the years.
Cui Zuojing touched his shirt pocket, and sure enough, he took out a card. The back of the card was printed with a large grass flower, and the front was a small goldfish blowing bubbles.
Cui Zuojing:
What's this? Little Carp Adventures
Cui Zuojing was amused by himself, and took the bottle of water on the table with him. Although he didn't know what other cards looked like, his intuition told him that this one might be the worst card in the series. .
Since he needs to fight with cards in the end, in the past three days, he has to level up or grab a few big wins.
Cui Zuojing tried to call Dong Zheng through the prisoner link, but his voice was sinking. It seemed that the circus, which was independent of the pure white world to a certain extent, regarded him as a participant. Or, the circus did not allow him to use Dong Zheng. The convenience of the prisoner was brought in by Dong Zheng from the prisoner's space.
In this case, my uncle also needs to get an admission ticket.
Cui Zuojing thought, no longer wasting time in the room, and opened the rusted iron door.
In front of him was a long corridor, Cui Zuojing walked to the end, his Tang Dao was with Dong Zheng, and he was now unarmed.
However, with the ability to kill, anything is an excellent weapon for him.
As he got closer to the exit, the appearance of the factory gradually appeared in front of him. The moment Cui Zuojing stepped out of the corridor, the corridor behind him disappeared and the wall replaced it, completely cutting off any possibility of turning back.
It's been a long time since I broke through the box alone...
Cui Zuojing moved his wrists and quickly observed the surrounding environment. This was a large factory building. More than a dozen belts were running rumblingly, transporting thousands of parts to another place.
Cui Zuojing took a closer look. It was only some screws, nuts, small steel plates and the like. It was not clear what the originals were for the time being.
The factory building is high enough to be ten meters high. The ceiling is supported by a steel frame, and some tangled wires are hung on the steel frame. A row of large windows is opened at a height of four meters, and the sunlight that is not dazzling illuminates everything brightly.
Cui Zuojing took a few screws and put them in his pocket.