Ning Gu's first reaction was Nine Wings.
This dog-head mask was the first thing he saw when he fainted and opened his eyes to see Nine Wings in Lost Valley.
No one knows what the Nine Wings look like. Ning Gu thinks that this mask is probably one of his transformations, which is different from other bats that are directly buckled on the face with metal.
But how could Nine Wings be here
He was very shocked.
Lian Chuan didn't know if he was shocked, but his emotions would never affect his actions.
While Ning Gu was still in shock, Lian Chuan had already rushed into the cave.
Gou Tou only had time to grab the books on the table, and Lian Chuan had already grabbed his wrist.
But what Ning Gu didn't expect was that the dog's head was able to pull his hand from Lian Chuan's, and took the book into his hand.
Then the dog head jumped out from behind the table and fled towards the hole.
Lian Chuan grabbed the man's back collar with his backhand.
The man raised his hand violently and threw the book in his hand out of the cave.
Ning Gu already knew that this was definitely not an ordinary book, the first action of this person since they entered the cave was to keep this book.
He quickly reached out and grabbed a corner of the book.
But the dog's head was thrown very hard, and even though he grabbed the corner, the book still flew out with a splash.
Lian Chuan let go, wanting to save the book before it fell, but the dog's head was ahead of him, blocking him, and then rushed to the entrance of the cave and jumped.
Both people and books disappeared under the cliff.
Ning Gu rushed to the entrance of the cave and looked down on his stomach, but he couldn't see anyone or hear any sound.
"It's not a solid ground here," Lian Chuan also probed to look, "it's not connected to the flat ground over there."
"Did you see that man!" Ning Gu turned to look at him, "That mask! It's a dog's head!"
"I see." Lian Chuan squatted down and looked down again, "It's the same mask as Jiuyi's."
"How did this happen?" Ning Gu was still immersed in the shock and couldn't extricate himself. Maybe the image of Jiu Yi without a brain is too deep in people's hearts, and he is always crazy and moody. Linked together, "Do you think that's the same mask? Or is there any chance that Nine Wings has seen this mask and made an identical one?"
"It's the same one," Lian Chuan said. "The mask this man wears has a small gap under his left eye, and the one with the nine wings has it too."
Ning Gu was shocked again: "Why didn't I pay attention?"
"So you are not me." Lian Chuan stood up, turned around and walked back into the cave.
"I didn't hear the sound of him falling to the ground just now." Ning Gu followed back into the cave, "Is it empty below? Did he fall to his death?"
"It's impossible to judge," Lian Chuan walked to the table, "We can't walk for the time being, and we can't jump back to the original path. If we jump directly from here, we may fall into an unsafe place..."
"It's okay," Ning Gu said, "You can take a look at this hole first, anyway, you are the strongest hyena in the main city, you can live without dying."
"Let me see the point you tore off." Lian Chuan stretched out his hand.
"What was torn off?" Ning Gu was stunned.
Lian Chuan pointed to his right hand.
When Ning Gu lowered his head, he was surprised to find that he was holding a piece of paper tightly in his hand, which should have been torn off when he grabbed the book just now, but because he was too nervous, he never noticed it.
"This shape..." Ning Gu doubted his eyes when he handed the paper to Lian Chuan.
"Take out the one on your body and have a look." Lian Chuan should have noticed the same thing.
The torn corner of the paper was exactly the same shape as the piece of paper he had picked up before.
When he frantically rummaged through himself, Lian Chuan had already read the words on the piece of paper.
"The paper is gone!" Ning Gu suddenly looked up at him.
"The words on it are the same as the one you picked up before," Lian Chuan shook the paper between his hands, "it's the same."
Ning Gu froze in place.
After a while, he asked, "Could it be that I took it out and squeezed it in my hand?"
"This paper is new." Lian Chuan said.
Ning Gu stared at the paper twice, indeed, this paper is much whiter than the one he picked up.
"Keep this one away," Lian Chuan said.
"I picked up the paper I tore off myself?" Ning Gu carefully stuffed the piece of paper into his clothes, a little confused, "Is the time right? Now we are in the past?"
"Not necessarily," Lian Chuan thought for a long time, "According to Uncle Crazy, we just live in another frame of the revolving lantern. The current frame may be next to it, on the left, or on the right, but whatever Whichever frame it is, it’s just the present, even if it’s the past, it’s just the past of this frame, not necessarily the past of our frame.”
Ning Gu squatted to the side, leaning against the wall, and spent a long time digesting Lian Chuan's words.
"How did that paper get there?" He asked, "Why did it turn yellow when I picked it up?"
"I don't know," Lian Chuan replied, "Maybe it has been in Tongwan for a long time. After all, when travelers come to the ghost town, the ghost town has existed for at least as long as the main city."
Ning Gu was silent.
"Why don't you say 'Why don't you know anything'?" Lian Chuan asked.
"It's normal not to know," Ning Gu said, "It's scary to know."
Lian Chuan got up, walked to the nearby bookshelf, and took out a random book.
"What book?" Ning Gu asked.
"A collection of fairy tales." Lian Chuan said.
"Fairy tale?" Ning Gu didn't understand.
"Probably..." Lian Chuan flipped through the pages, "Use some short stories that don't exist to tell children something that exists."
"I haven't heard of it." Ning Gu said.
"Nor have I," Lian Chuan said, "Only children in a residential area like Greenland can hear stories like this."
"A place to live," Ning Gu tilted his head back, "I don't know what happened to the thing above the main city, what happened to the ghost town, Lost Valley... After we go back, the first thing we need to do is to find Nine Wings."
"What do you think he knows?" Lian Chuan pulled out another book.
It was a picture album. He flipped through it, and it was all in color.
"Who is that person he doesn't want to meet?" Ning Gu said, "Why did he have that mask? Where was he born? Why was he in Lost Valley? Why didn't he lose his brain... Do you think he really has no brains?"
"Neither the poet nor Qi Hang can affect him. This is a fact, but he is much more complicated than we imagined." Lian Chuan turned around and sat next to Ning Gu with the album, "Here."
"What?" Ning Gu turned his head away, "I don't know how to read."
"Painting," Lian Chuan said, "don't you want a painting? There are probably one or two hundred paintings here."
"Really?" Ning Gu quickly turned around, pulled the book away, and flipped it open.
Then I kept flipping through it, from the beginning to the end, and flipped it backwards again, and finally stopped: "What are these paintings? I don't know anything."
"Isn't this a person?" Lian Chuan opened it casually, pointing to a painting.
"How can anyone look like this, this painting is just like a scavenger, just a lump of black," Ning Gu said, "If you draw it like this, Uncle Crazy will also paint it."
"Then what you want is not a painting," Lian Chuan said, "it's a photo."
"It's a painting." Ning Gu said.
"It's a picture drawn." Lian Chuan said.
"You know fart." Ning Gu was not convinced.
"You understand." Lian Chuan said.
Ning Gu was stunned for a moment, then looked at him and laughed: "You are also quick to laugh at people."
Lian Chuan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled.
Lian Chuan read all the books on the bookshelf. There was nothing special about them. They were all storybooks and picture albums. Although the content and expression of the stories were completely different from those he had been exposed to since he was a child, he also understood all the things he mentioned. I don't know, but I can almost understand the difference between the two revolving lanterns.
It's just that he was looking for something non-fiction, or something technical, that would help him understand the world in front of him, but he couldn't find it.
The owner of this bookshelf seems to have deliberately avoided these, or in other words, the owner of the bookshelf only needs these vivid stories that are divorced from reality.
What is the relationship between this person and Nine Wings
Is it the person Jiuyi doesn't want to see? Or Nine Wings himself
The dog-head mask is quite large, and Lian Chuan's observation of Jiu Yi's real face is far less detailed than that of the mask. Now let him recall the mouth and chin that are only exposed under the mask, it is really difficult to judge whether it is the same person.
"If this piece of paper can reach Tongue Bay," Ning Gu said, "where did it come from? There are many things in the ghost town that I have never seen, and I can't figure out why they are used. Travelers use them to go to Lost Valley. Trading, at least there is a way for the ghost city to connect with other grids, where is it?"
"If it's not outside the border," Lian Chuan said, "it's the car. Did the travelers follow the car all the way?"
"Yes, but they didn't come back again," Ning Gu said. "They disappeared. Will they also become empty shells and piled up outside the border?"
"Where did the consciousness go?" Lian Chuan poked his chin.
"Are we conscious now? If we can't go back, there will only be a shell left in the Lost Valley." Ning Gu said.
"What about the other consciousness?" Lian Chuan looked in the direction of the cave entrance, "Is that a human being, or a consciousness that didn't know which one came?"
"Don't scare me." Ning Gu stared at him.
"If so," Lian Chuan also looked at him, "whose consciousness is the poet? Where is the shell of the poet?"
Nine Wings squatted on the pointed vertebra at the bottom of the chanting vertical hole, looking at the golden light that was gathering in front of him.
"Call them back." Before Jin Guang had time to gather into Qi Hang's face, the top hat squatting on the bat spoke first.
Jiu Yi looked at the three clear scratches on this face, "Who?"
"Lian Chuan! Ning Gu!" Qi Hang pushed forward violently, pushing in front of Jiu Yi, "Call them back, do you know where they went!"
"I know," Jiu Yi raised his index finger, pierced Qi Hang's nose with his slowly extended finger, and shook it, "The poet's world."
"If they can go to the poet's world, they can go to other worlds," Qi Hang said, "When they figure out what's going on, your previous efforts will be wasted!"
"I don't even know what I have done before," Jiu Yi withdrew his fingers and looked at him, "What do you want to give up?"
"You..." Qi Hang retreated abruptly, and rushed forward again.
"I only know you," Nine Wings stretched out its fingernails again, tapping lightly on the mask, "want to become the god of all worlds."
"I am the only one who can live only with consciousness." Qi Hang said.
"Wei San," Jiu Yi said, "Counting poets, it is Wei Si. There are too many, isn't it crowded?"
"Don't squeeze!" Fluo shouted under the pointed vertebrae.
"Shut up!" Qi Hang sank suddenly, and forced himself in front of Fu Lu.
Nine Wings jumped down from the pointed vertebrae, pierced Qi Hang's face from top to bottom, splitting Qi Hang's face in two, and then jumped back to the top of the pointed vertebrae: "You talk to my people, be polite Son."
"How old are you?" Qi Hang's face floated up again, "Who are you?"
"I don't know," Jiu Yi suddenly laughed, and the sharp laughter echoed in the vertical hole, and it floated upwards. After a while, he stopped and looked at Qi Hang, "I only know that you are afraid of me, you Not afraid of poets, but you are afraid of me, you handed over your eyes, and the body you wanted to borrow also handed over your eyes, just to tell me that you didn't see anything."
"It's good not to know anything," the gathered golden light began to slowly disperse, "Some things, if you know something, you will regret it, and if you think about it, you will despair."
The top hat squatting on the bat also disappeared silently into the darkness.
Nine Wings didn't speak.
"So you never regret, and never despair." The golden light dispersed, and the voice also dispersed.
Several black rings jumped to Jiu Yi's side silently from all around.
"How is it?" Nine Wings asked.
"Those scavengers are back in the bubble," a black ring whispered. "The people who fed the bubble in the main city have disappeared."
"Don't worry about that," Nine Wings shook his finger, "Strengthen the defense of Lost Valley, give them the supplies the hyenas want, and give them weapons. They can help us defend the ground. I will stay here for a few days. Ask Fu Lu Shou Xi if you have any questions."
"Understood." Black Ring backed away.
"Can they come back?" Shouxi jumped over from another pointed vertebra, "Qi Hang won't be able to close after he comes back."
"It's not that it can't be closed," Fu Lu said from below, "it's the boss who burned him."
"Hush." Nine Wings raised his finger, "They can come back, I have this feeling, Ning Gu is the savior."
"Half of the main city!" Fu Lu shouted.
"I want that thing to be useful." Nine Wings said.
"Lian Chuan?" Ning Gu lay down at the entrance of the cave, and shouted down with a suppressed voice.
"Yes." Lian Chuan's voice came from below.
"How is it?" Ning Gu asked.
"This piece is slanted inward, very smooth, and there is no point of focus." Lian Chuan said.
"Then come back," Ning Gu said, "don't fall."
"Impossible." Lian Chuan said.
"...then you just hang there?" Ning Gu said.
Lian Chuan didn't speak.
"Lian Chuan?" Ning Gu was a little nervous. They were not familiar with this place. This cliff was not made of metal, but of stone, and it was not strong. When Lian Chuan tried to climb down, it kept falling off. Now suddenly Without making a sound, he suddenly felt a little uneasy, "Even the dog?"
"Don't make me laugh," Lian Chuan said, "influence my movements."
"It's funny?" Ning Gu was speechless, "Do you still want to laugh at this time?"
"I'm coming up," Lian Chuan's voice began to approach slowly, "Get out of the way."
Before Ning Gu got up and stepped aside, the sky suddenly lit up.
The red flame suddenly lit up above the cliff.
In an instant, Ning Gu could see clearly the cliff illuminated by the fire, and the deep pool of water under the cliff.
He stared at the huge water, unable to believe his eyes.
He had never, never seen so much water.
It even took several seconds to realize that it was water.
And the width of this water surface is something that even Lianchuan cannot jump over.
Even if they followed the road to the bottom of the cliff, it was impossible to jump over the unknown water surface and reach the flat land full of ruins they saw.
"Scavenger." Lian Chuan looked up and said.
When Ning Gu turned his head and looked up, he saw the raging fire that had reached the edge of the cliff, and the black shadow that was constantly swaying out of the fire.
Like a weightless fog, the scavenger walked down the edge of the cliff like a flat ground.
At this speed, it will take only a few minutes to reach the entrance of the cave where they are now.
"Give me your hand." Lian Chuan quickly crawled to the bottom of the cave and stretched out his hand.
"Jump down?" Ning Gu reached out and grabbed his hand.
"Yes." Lian Chuan said.
"Will you fall to your death?" Ning Gu said, "Will you really stay here after falling to your death?"
"Aren't you indifferent?" Lian Chuan said.
"Then don't let go." Ning Gu said.
"Yeah." Lian Chuan pulled him violently, and the two fell from the hole to the water.
When falling down, Ning Gu glanced at the top, the fire had already rolled down, with a crackling sound, like the last sound from this world.