The atmosphere of the performance reached an unprecedented climax with the appearance of the clown. The burly clown with a height of nearly two meters painted exaggerated makeup. The style of the hell circus is mainly bloody and curious, and the clown's performance is no exception. In the almost cruel comedy, No one knew that this clown who was played around by other actors on stage was once the strongest killer in the pure white world.
The lights are constantly changing on Cui Zuojing's face, the trapeze spreads his wings and performs dazzling acrobatics, the white tiger jumps over the ring of fire, a row of little teddies dance with each other's front paws and the little swans dance, brown bears beat each other with leather balls, foreign skirts Surrounded by dwarves dressed as dwarfs, the multi-legged girl with eight legs bare, dances gracefully, performing the story of Snow White.
Everything is so treacherous, but in the horror and strangeness, it is full of charm.
A monkey dressed as a knight came onto the stage riding a giraffe, holding several sharp knives, and a two-headed man stood in front of the curtain wall, with an apple on each head.
The monkey jumped off the giraffe's back, circled the field, and threw the dagger in a shriek.
The dagger stabbed the two apples accurately, the two-headed man took the apples with his left and right hands, pulled the dagger out, and stuffed the tip into his mouth.
The music and screams seemed to pierce the eardrums.
Such cruelty made Wang Que raise her hands to cover her eyes, and she almost slumped into the chair. Xia Qiongyun also averted her eyes and stopped looking at the two-headed man. The same is true for many pilgrims. After so many years of people, Rao is the pure white world who gave her exercise, and it does not mean that she can be accustomed to facing performances that are almost self-mutilation like those audiences.
The two heads swallowed the dagger whole, and bright red blood flowed from the cut at the corner of the lips, like the smiling lips of a clown. The two-headed man opened his mouth to the audience to indicate that it was empty.
The monkey still had three knives left in his hands. It scratched its head and looked around as if in embarrassment. Finally, it made up its mind and threw it at the clown who was applauding with a surprised "O".
clap clap clap!
The speed of the knife was very fast. The audience only saw the monkey raise his hand, exclaimed, and saw the clown waving his hands in a panic, and when his body was fixed in a very funny posture, all three knives were It was inserted into the back board against his body.
Only Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing could see his movements clearly. The direction of the knives was actually offset, but when they reached the Joker, they were pinched by his fingers and moved to the edge of the body. position, and then push it backwards.
His speed is so fast that everything is done in an instant, so that in the eyes of the audience whose dynamic vision is far from reach, the final effect is achieved.
The monkey proudly stood upside down on the giraffe's back, climbed down its neck to its head and waved to the audience, exited the stage amid the dynamic music, and gave the stage to the magician.
Cui Zuojing didn't pay much attention to it. During the time he was away, the circus had changed from small to small, but not too big. Animal actors and freak show actors had changed. Only the clown and He still knew the magician, and the performance was much the same as before.
Thinking of what the clown told him that a meme was taken out of the box through Dong Zheng, he was vaguely worried.
The reason why memes are dangerous is that they are highly contagious, and the infected person can only go through amnestics if they want to return to their original appearance.
The Joker said that the meme would only leave an image of himself in the infected mind, guaranteeing that he would never die, but what he knew must be correct
Dong Zheng, who was focusing on the performance, tilted his head and saw Cui Zuojing leaning on the chair with his arms folded. What is the teacher doing.
"What's wrong?" Dong Zheng asked in a low voice.
Cui Zuojing raised his eyes and met Dong Zheng's eyes. Memes spread by eye contact, so when did he get it
It was the moment when Dong Zheng pushed open the bedroom door of the mansion and the two eyes collided.
"The clown said you brought something out of the space box." Cui Zuojing said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Are you sure there is no danger?"
Dong Zheng was silent for a moment, confirming that his encounter with Murphy and the following series of events were arranged by the clown, but he and the clown did not know each other, even if Cui Zuojing had a good relationship with him, Dong Zheng could not let it go. Leave your destiny to the clown yourself.
"I don't know, until now I know very little about her." Dong Zheng actually didn't want to talk about Murphy at this time. No matter what he said, Murphy would definitely know.
Cui Zuojing: "What kind of meme is it?"
"In your memory, is there a thin girl who likes to wear a white dress?"
Cui Zuojing thought for a while and said, "Yes, I was at the same table in high school, what's wrong?"
Dong Zheng's eyes narrowed: "Can you tell me more about it?"
"It's the same table, a little girl who came from the county exam with good grades. At that time, we chose the seats according to the ranking. We chose the best place back and forth and sat together." Cui Zuojing thought back carefully, Said, "She doesn't have any sense of existence, but she's a very nice person. I went to study and she lives on campus. The morning study time is too early. Sometimes I can't have breakfast in time, so I ask her to bring me some from the cafeteria..."
Seeing Dong Zheng's expression, Cui Zuojing's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally closed his mouth and poked him on the shoulder: "Is there any problem?"
Dong Zheng was silent for a moment. He is now completely sure of his previous guess. Murphy will be attached to the memory of the infected. Once she spreads, if she wants to contain her, the only way is to clear the memory of all the infected. .
"She was that meme, calling herself Murphy."
Cui Zuojing: "Huh?"
Cui Zuojing's first reaction was "No way", and then he realized that people who were infected by memes could not perceive themselves. If they were really infected, it would be normal if they couldn't find out.
This is also the first time that Cui Zuojing has seen memes. If this is the case, everyone in the circus is now infected.
Dong Zheng made eye contact with other pilgrims during the card fight in the space field, and those who were eliminated and left were passed on to those outside the box... The spread of memes may have far exceeded their imagination.
"You have no choice, do you?" After a long silence, Cui Zuojing asked softly.
"I am the only one who has the ability to carry her in the space field in recent years. She specially guided me to the confinement room. When I saw her appearance, I was infected." Dong Zheng looked at the magician on the stage and whispered. Said, "She promised me that as long as she was successfully taken out, she would not hurt me."
Murphy in the inner core is still resting. She is dormant in a corner of Dong Zheng's spiritual world, quiet and a little scary, and since she fell asleep, a hidden line has been quietly constructed to surround this place.
Cui Zuojing no longer speaks, the effect of a verbal promise is only in a single thought, not everyone is Chang Hui - unscrupulously doing the devil's deal, but taking the oath very seriously .
If Murphy's purpose is just to say what Dong Zheng said and get out of the box, then she succeeded.
Cui Zuojing's last pilgrimage in the Pure White Realm can be said to have spied a corner of the world's secrets, but he has never heard of such an existence - of course, it is also possible that Murphy was trapped in the box at that time. Once inside, the wind and waves can't be lifted, and it will naturally disappear from people's field of vision.
Thoughts turned back and forth, and in the end they came to the same conclusion as Dong Zheng: they couldn't do anything.
Even if there is a way to erase one's own memory, it is impossible to do this on all infected people, so in the end, they will be unconsciously re-infected in the process of contact with other people.
That's the scariest thing about a meme - you can never really kill it, like SCP-8900-EX-"Sky, blue sky", after the meme infects all humans, the anomaly replaces the original Appearance has become normal.
"I need a helper for the show, so who will be the lucky audience?"
The stage was sprinkled with ribbons made by the magician from the palm of his hand. A dwarf was turned into a pig. In the midst of laughter, he was spinning around him in panic. The magician looked around and tapped twice with his stick. He went down to the floor, and finally his line of sight was fixed at a certain place.
He stepped forward quickly, bent over gentlemanly at the edge of the stage, stretched out his hand to the girl who was sitting quietly on the VIP seat and had no sense of presence, and said with a smile, "This beautiful lady, can you please come to the stage and be my helper? ?"
Everyone's realization came in unison, wanting to see which audience was so lucky, Wang Que looked at the magician smiling at her, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Every pilgrim who ended the escape show was taken by the staff to change clothes, suits and skirts, which matched the style of the circus, as did Cui Zuojing, and even Victor brought a clown specially prepared for him. Black bow tie.
The pig was still humming, Wang Que swallowed her saliva in horror, and shrank back to refuse, but somehow she was like a bewitched, unable to control her body, she wanted to make a gesture of refusal His hand was put into the palm of the magician in full view.
Ah, don't! I don't want to be a pig!
Wang Que wailed in her heart, but she couldn't control her body like a puppet. She stood up, Xia Qiongyun reached out and grabbed her arm, firmly preventing her from passing.
The magician smiled and tapped the floor again with his cane. Xia Qiongyun only felt a scorching sting in his hand and pulled it back with a hiss, while Wang Que lifted the skirt and was led by the magician to the high stage.
not good!
Dong immediately wanted to get up while holding the armrest, but Cui Zuojing held him down: "Don't panic."
Wang Que walked onto the stage amid cheers, turned his head to cast a look of help at Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng, Cui Zuojing nodded, and silently made a mouth: Go.
The boy's approval was undoubtedly a boost to the heart. Although Wang Que was still fearful and doubtful, she was no longer so worried. She stood in the center of the stage, and the tall and handsome magician moved an ordinary black wooden chair behind her. .
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation with this beautiful lady. What's your name?"
"…Wangque."
"Oh, your name is as beautiful as you are." The magician showed the chair to the audience, "The next thing we are going to show is this chair. You may not know it, but you must be unsure of its name. Unfamiliar, it's the Busby Chair!"
The cheers almost overturned the ceiling, and Wang Que was suddenly shocked. The Busby Chair, she knew another name for this chair—
Chair of the Dead.
The author has something to say: A very angry thing happened last night, which made it impossible to write today's update. During the day, I was pulled by my classmates to relax, and I didn't write the update until I came back.
Will try to update as soon as possible tomorrow.
I wish the people who speak ill of people behind their backs in this world will never eat instant noodles without seasoning packets.