creak, creak...
There was a crumbling sound, harsh and astringent.
It was the old rusty basketball hoop that was shaking, it was tilted in half, the pillars could barely support the pile of debris, but the backboard and the rim were about to fall into the gloomy, dark puddles on the ground. The concrete floor is a smelly swamp, and the shadow cast by the basketball hoop is shaking in the stagnant water.
Like a crow's cry, it pierced the gray sky and broke the claustrophobic silence with its weirdness.
This cry also made Gu Jun suddenly withdraw from a stagnant darkness, his heart beat again, and his mind was reconnected.
He opened his eyes and looked around, the gaps in the branches blocked most of his sight, this is a dead tree, some dry brown leaves that have been dead for a long time are still hanging on the branches, eternal death is like It came suddenly, so that these leaves could no longer sway in the slightest.
But there were no dead trees on the basketball court just now.
Just now... what happened...
Gu Jun pressed his painful head and stood up from the ground. His backpack and other things were still on his body, but the surroundings changed. The damp swamp, the dead forest, the black and smelly water, the twisted Weeds, these overlap with the basketball hoop.
It's like the basketball hoop at the end of the alley has always been built on this dead land.
"Just now... Ah Mu suddenly mutated... and then..."
Gu Jun tried his best to recall, there were some chaotic images hitting his mind, but he couldn't sort them out well, just like an amnesiac who couldn't remember his lost memories. He could only press his head and think while carefully exploring the surroundings.
Ah Mu, Chen Xing and the others should all have taken the black liquid, absorbed the power of the black goat, and caused a huge mutation in the body.
He doesn't know what's going on in biology. Human beings' existing knowledge and the limit of the mysteries that can be grasped are quite limited, so he doesn't dwell on those issues for the time being. The point is that these "negative selections" in the alley seem to have become another existence...
At that time, a black mist suddenly gathered in the sky.
It seems that it came when Ah Mu called "Mom", and it should be Shabu Nicholas...
Gu Jun stepped on the chaotic grass under his feet and walked around the pool of water. The original concrete floor did not completely disappear, and there were still some broken cement blocks half-sinked in the gray-black soil. Stepping on these cement blocks, walking from this swamp.
Here, it seems to be a different world.
Looking at the gray sky, he easily came to this judgment.
Because he has seen this piece of sky, not only from the illusion, from the memory of the soul boy, but also experienced it and witnessed it with his own eyes.
This sky is the same as the sky in the space with high walls.
Back then, it was he who personally blew up the Different Banyan Passage... Now, he came to this world again.
beep—
The sudden sound of an electronic alarm interrupted Gu Jun's thoughts and made him break out in a cold sweat. The sudden sound came from under his feet.
If it wasn't for this sound, he wouldn't have noticed this situation. A yellow shared bicycle was buried deep in the mud, only a small part of the front of the bike was exposed above the mud. The sound was made by it. It was Chen Xing riding in circles The shared bicycle.
Chen Xing...
The peek skull on Gu Jun's right forehead cracked again, so he had to press hard, otherwise it seemed like something was going to burst out.
He recalled some memories again, and finally Chen drove straight towards him with his bicycle. Deputy Captain Cao shot Chen Xing, and then...
The strange memory scene was unsteady, sharp bones also broke out from Chen Xing's body, and Chen Xing's hands became... like guillotines...
I don't know if the memory triggered the nerve perception, or the nose really smelled the smell of blood, the smell of human blood.
Gu Jun frowned, and stretched out his foot to flick the slightly exposed front of the shared bicycle, as if a mechanism had been triggered. The swamp where the bicycle was located suddenly made a churning sound, and the shared bicycle sank and disappeared. But something turned up.
As he watched, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and the veins on his forehead tensed.
A frightened bald old face was one of the three old people, the one who was almost bumped by Chen Xing and scolded Chen Xing.
The face of the old man was split... no, it was split from the top of the head, the flesh and skull were split, and the blood was mixed with the sewage of the swamp...
And the head where the face was located was not connected to the neck, but was cut off and separated.
Chen Xing got into an argument because he scolded his neighbor for being too noisy, and then hacked his neighbor with a kitchen knife.
"Is Chen Xing a negative choice?" Gu Jun asked around, the anger and confusion in his heart, and the strong rotten atmosphere around him seemed to be tearing him apart, "Isn't this scum? What did this old man do to you?" ? Lin Jing, what are you thinking? What are you thinking?"
He didn't understand whether these people, the followers of the black goat, held any great ideas.
Let Negative Selection Overcome Positive Selection? Or do they bless others with the hardships they have suffered? Or is it the extreme law of the jungle, using the power of darkness to act recklessly
After Gu Jun knew Lin Jing's life experience, he was a little confused.
His own life experience is complicated, but he is not as humble, helpless, and trapped by a tragic fate as Lin Jing. For a while, he couldn't even imagine how Lin Jing could break through the trap. From his position, he can say a lot without pain in his back. Ideas, but in reality, without external force, out of the environment, out of the thinking created by the environment, that is not Lin Jing's predicament, nor is it the predicament of people like Lin Jing.
A young girl was abandoned by her divorced parents to take care of her grandmother because of a high fever in her childhood and some problems with her nervous system. Since she was four years old, she was locked up by her grandmother in a hut the size of a few square meters because she would be aggressive. Grow up to nineteen.
There is almost nothing in the hut except a broken bed, a broken quilt, and a toilet. How will she break the lock of fate
Such things, in fact, abound.
Such negative selection has its own misfortunes.
So, when he was at Lin Jing's house, Gu Jun wondered if this kind of life made Lin Jing go on such a path, but now...
"Why?" Gu Jun asked.
But there was no echo around, no hazy auditory hallucinations, and the crow stopped singing.
Gu Jun took a deep breath, and couldn't bear to look at the cracked old man's face again, and the current situation didn't allow him to pick up the head and take it away for burial. He looked at the lonely surroundings again, how many dangers were being hidden, and he didn't know what happened to the other people...
At this time, with his attentively listening ears, he vaguely heard some painful cries coming from a distance, like the voices of Cao Yicong and the others.
Gu Jun was walking in that direction, holding the Kalop scalpel in his hand, and walked cautiously.