Since The Red Moon Appeared

Chapter 900: The purpose of the old dean (seven thousand words)

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The person who once died appeared at the old dean's house, looking at himself with a gentle smile.

An indescribable sense of strangeness flooded into my heart.

If such a strange scene occurs in an ordinary person's home, Lu Xin and others, who are used to seeing strange events, will not feel moved. There are endless strange events caused by mental pollution. This one can even be said to be a bit ordinary. .

However, this is the home of the old dean, the home of a researcher who stands at the highest point in the spiritual realm.

How can such a person have a dead person in the family

In particular, everyone present had their own way of distinguishing between the false and the real, but looking at the living person in front of them, they all felt a sense of extreme astonishment in their hearts, as if their brains were slightly numb, confusing reality, and actually felt so real...

With a frown and a smile, every detail is vivid.

Everyone stayed at the door slightly, and after a long time, no one spoke.

Especially Lu Xin, at this moment, he suddenly pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, turned around abruptly, and looked left and right.

He was looking for his sister's figure.

Because he suddenly discovered that the state of these three people seems to be very similar to his sister...

"What are you doing standing at the door?"

Just when everyone fell into an extreme trance, they suddenly heard someone in the room speak with a smile.

In an instant, countless eyes focused on the past. .

A sense of reality that was far away also returned to everyone.

The man was wearing a dark dress, and even if it was a home, he still looked a little serious and upright. What didn't match his clothes and his temperament was that he was wearing an apron and was holding two plates of vegetables in his hands. , The smile is gentle and close.

Old Dean.

Seeing that it was his moment, at least two or three people took a step back subconsciously.

"Come in quickly..."

Holding a steaming plate in one hand, the old dean smiled and looked out the door, as if to blame.

This seems to be a normal scene.

But some kind of impact with strong contrasts made people feel invisible fear in their hearts.

"Huh..."

At this moment, Lu Xin was the first to react.

He saw his sister, who was lying on the dirty wall in the corridor behind him, stretched out her little head, and watched vigilantly at the wife and two children in the room. She seemed a little surprised, even scared, More, it is the same doubt.

Lu Xin couldn't find the answer in such a short time.

So he just stayed silent for a moment, then took his sister over, hugged him in his arms, and nodded towards the room:

"OK."

"… "

Lu Xin was the first to walk into the old dean's house, put the fruit on the kitchen cabinet next to it, and then looked at his wife politely:

"Need a change of shoes?"

"… "

"no, I'm fine… "

Mistress hurriedly waved her hands, like a hostess who couldn't bear to scold guests.

But it was the old dean who spoke. He put the dishes on the long table with a smile, and said with a smile, "Just come in."

"In the world after the red moon, I really can't be too cautious, and my cleanliness has been cured."

"… "

Listening to the old dean's kind and humorous words, everyone's mood was extremely complicated.

Under the reception of the hostess, or the mistress and the old dean, they slowly walked into the room, came to the living room, saw this small and warm home, and also saw the picture that seemed to be for this party. Everyone can sit down, so I bought a long table specially. I saw the table full of dishes, and then my body was a little stiff, and I slowly sat down.

"Don't worry, go wash your hands, there are still a few dishes, and it will be ready soon."

The old dean smiled and instructed, and then returned to the kitchen again. Everyone subconsciously got up and went to the bathroom to wash their hands.

"The next dish should be dry grilled fish..."

Lu Xin slowly swept across the long table under everyone's apprehensive eyes.

He saw that it was filled with dishes such as braised chicken legs, scrambled eggs with shrimp paste, cabbage drizzled in oil, boiled mutton, and stinky tofu in garlic sauce.

Familiar scenes echoed in front of his eyes, and he suddenly understood why the old dean prepared so much, and even guessed the dishes behind. Sure enough, when he was thinking about it, the old dean brought out the last dish and gently placed it on the table.

Everyone looked at the dishes with complicated expressions.

These were the favorite dishes of everyone when they were in the orphanage.

The world was too chaotic back then, and food sources were scarce.

Even in a place like the Red Moon Orphanage, the old dean still needs to beg the chickens to lay eggs quickly.

But even in such an environment, the old dean insisted on giving them adequate nutrition, and even made some delicious food for them every week, and told them stories and stories before each meal. how delicious these things are...

Before eating, let everyone look forward to it, and after eating, even discuss how delicious this thing is.

Whoever is more obedient, maybe he will cook his favorite food again next time.

It was a very ceremonial thing.

The old dean now puts everyone's favorite food on the table, including No. 8's favorite stinky tofu.

But there was no Lu Xin, because at that time Lu Xin didn't like anything.

Braised chicken legs are actually what Teacher Xiaolu likes to eat.

"Okay, let's hurry up and eat now!"

The old dean brought the last dish to the table, without even taking off his apron, he sat down with a smile.

There is a long table away from Lu Xin, facing each other far away.

Everyone's eyes were looking at him, and they observed very carefully. They saw that there were actually many wrinkles on his face, and the hair on both sides was gray. The smile on his face seemed to be sincere, with a kind of From the heart, sincerity and contentment.

"You guys eat, we haven't seen each other for many years. You must have a lot to talk about, so we won't bother you for now."

After everyone sat down, the teacher helped hold the bowls and chopsticks, filled the soup, and then brought the two children, smiling and nodding.

She went back to the next room and gently closed the door.

No. 14, who was sitting on Lu Xin's left, suddenly turned his head nervously and looked at Lu Xin.

Lu Xin nodded slightly, understanding what he wanted to say.

The wife and her two children disappeared after entering the room, as if they had never appeared.

"Is everyone here?"

The old dean's words brought Lu Xin's attention back to reality.

He smiled and picked up the towel, wiped his hands, and glanced kindly at the faces of the people present, and then called out their names according to their seats at the long table: "No. 5, No. 8, No. 10. Four, Nine, Little Nineteen, Two, Three…”

"Well, there's number seven..."

"… "

Then he nodded with satisfaction: "Eight people, that's great."

No one on the table echoed that, but it was just a slight stunned surprise.

The old dean did not mention the seventeenth.

"However, there are still three people missing."

The old dean didn't wait for Lu Xin to ask questions, he nodded with a smile, and said, "I remember there was a girl named Zeng Xiaolu in the orphanage. She is now a teacher in Qinggang, isn't she? Yes, how much does she have? It's a little different from us, but it's good to come."

"There are two more people, one is No. 1. He is, um, inconvenient to come here."

"There is another one, No. 12, hehe, this kid is really good at hiding. Over the years, he is the only one who has escaped my sight. I even spent a little time looking for him before. But he was never found."

"However, it doesn't matter anymore. At every class reunion, someone is always absent, isn't it?"

"… "

Everyone listened to the old dean's words, and the sense of wrongness in their hearts became more and more unbearable.

It's an extremely torn feeling.

On the one hand, everyone felt kindness from his words.

It's really like that, when I was young, I relied on respect, and the older I grew up, the more cordial the elders felt.

On the other hand, he couldn't help but panic.

Every word he said seemed to be an invisible blade, gently scraping through the skin, a hint of coolness penetrated into the bone marrow.

Especially when he said that only Twelve escaped his sight...

As if the invisible cold, everyone's cheeks are slightly cold and stiff.

Lu Xin raised his head in this icy coldness, he hugged his sister tightly, his eyes condensed, and he looked at the old dean:

"Do you really consider this a party?"

"… "

This was the first time he had spoken to the old dean after entering the door.

And when he couldn't help but say this sentence, the icy spiritual power radiated out invisible.

This made the people at the table finally feel a little more at ease.

Although the cold and oppressive power, nothing can be more relaxing than a smile like a spring breeze.

But sitting beside the old dean, the sense of panic and discomfort had enveloped their whole bodies, making them unbearable.

On the contrary, it was Lu Xin's icy attitude that made people feel a little better.

"this… "

Lu Xin's unceremonious question seemed to make the old dean a little embarrassed.

He raised his head, wiped his glasses with the tablecloth, and said hesitantly, "At least now, it's really a party we haven't seen in a long time, isn't it?"

He seemed to have a vague pleading taste: "Can't you give me some time to talk to everyone?"

Lu Xin fell silent.

He didn't know how to reject the old dean who spoke like that.

In the original Red Moon Orphanage, he had no feelings at first.

It doesn't matter whether the old dean treats him well or badly.

At a certain moment, I suddenly opened the gate of feelings, so everything in the past, gray memories, all have color, feelings that I could not perceive by myself, and the warmth of the memory, and poured in together. own heart.

Therefore, I really have no memory of having a cordial conversation with the old dean.

Also because of this, some expectations

"Come on, I've prepared two bottles of wine, which were all good things before the Red Moon event."

Lu Xin's silence made the old dean heave a long sigh of relief. As if in a hurry, he hurriedly adjusted the atmosphere on the table with a smile, took out the two bottles of good wine he had prepared in advance, and then forcefully Screwing the lid: "Everyone, let's drink some..."

"Before you were young, I didn't teach you to drink, and I would scold you when I secretly drink..."

"But now, all grown up after all..."

"… "

He poured the wine into the glass, then watched one by one, and No. 7 brought the wine in front of everyone.

His face was full of relief and happiness, and after placing the cups in front of everyone, he took it up with a smile.

"After you left the orphanage, you have done very well. Especially recently, the threat brought by the third advent is even more than the red moon event, but the real harm is not as good as the 30% caused by the red moon event. %…”

"I know that in this matter, you have tried a lot."

"I'm proud of you all."

"Hehe, to be honest, my teachers are the first generation of people who started the study of spiritual power. Their starting point is still good. However, in the end, they still fell into the cliché. They used the sign of restarting the world. What we do is to learn from Noah's Ark. But we don't believe this. When encountering mountains, opening mountains and encountering waters are the concepts we pursue... "

"This cup, I salute you wonderful children..."

"… "

He said with a slight emotion, then raised the glass, frowned, and drank it.

The orphanage students who were sitting upright at the table, who didn't even touch the cup, were a little unnatural.

This glass of wine, to drink or not to drink

Lu Xin was also a little unsure. He silently watched the old dean drank the cup and tapped his fingers unconsciously.

After two or three seconds, he slowly picked up the cup and took a sip.

Nothing but spicy.

When the others saw this, they all took up their cups, either drank it in one gulp, took a sip, or just took one end.

The atmosphere seems to have become a little calmer.

"I didn't expect that, in a blink of an eye, I have grown up..."

The old dean seemed to have opened the chat box, and while raising his chopsticks to signal everyone to take vegetables, he smiled: "I think when I was in the courtyard, there were still a bunch of children. Although they are a little different from others, I understand. Yes, they are all kind children, and seeing you now confirms my thoughts even more. Kind children grow up, and they are all kind people, and they are doing well..."

Everyone's expressions are slightly weird.

Is the old dean really talking about family affairs with everyone

His smile, his words, his behavior, are so normal...

But, who is really normal

"Come on, try these dishes, hope the taste hasn't changed..."

The old dean was kind and enthusiastic: "Dry grilled fish is your favorite, Fourteen, I still remember when I was a child, you and No. 12 secretly went out to dig for loach, and the security guards in the whole yard were alarmed. Two armed vehicles were dispatched…”

"Well, but looking at your current figure, it's better to eat more vegetarian food in the future..."

"It's also good to drench the cabbage in the oil. You can eat it after you rinse it in the oil..."

"… "

No. 14 had a bitter face, didn't dare to eat, and didn't dare not to eat, so he stretched out his arms and chopsticks and swiped the vegetables in the tea bowl before eating.

The others didn't move their chopsticks, they all sat upright and leaned back.

"You all eat too..."

The old dean persuaded and seemed to continue to speak.

But at this moment, No. 5 suddenly interrupted the old dean, her thin face turned to the old dean and smiled faintly:

"Dean, listen to what you just said, you don't seem to agree with the plan of the high mountain laboratory?"

"… "

"… Yes."

The old dean was interrupted by her, stunned for a moment, and slowly put down his chopsticks.

The expression on his face adjusted, and then he showed a smile, adjusted from the state of chatting at home, and nodded lightly:

"Their plan is actually another form of compromise."

"And while it's theoretically possible, I don't think they can actually be successful."

"In the beginning, it was a sea, which can be diluted to all impurities, even if it is the only consciousness, it is a kind of impurities."

"In the end, it will also be diluted..."

"They hope that they can wait until the restart of civilization. Maybe, they can only wait for a dream that they can't wake up from?"

"In the beginning, it was not a certain consciousness, or spiritual characteristics, or even authority, that could be grasped."

"Just as there can't be only one emotion in a person's life, or there can't be only one thought in this world."

"The only consciousness is indeed a miracle created by a generation of researchers."

"But this will definitely not be the key that can help mankind escape the beginning or open a new world."

"… "

When everyone listened to the old dean's words, the hesitation in their hearts reached the extreme.

"So… "

Hearing this, Lu Xin couldn't help but open his mouth and looked at the old dean seriously: "What do you think this key is?"

Facing these questions, the old dean smiled wryly and said, "We're going to talk about these now?"

Others didn't seem to expect the old dean to ask such a question, and their expressions were a little surprised.

Lu Xin nodded lightly and said, "Yes, Dean, this is what we are concerned about now."

Maybe it was because the words were too ruthless, or maybe after sitting down, everyone was cautious and vigilant, and they never let go.

The old dean finally shook his head gently and put down his chopsticks.

He poured a glass of wine by himself, picked it up slowly, drank half a gu, and then said softly:

"In my opinion, consciousness and idiosyncrasy, or authority, are not weapons that can be controlled, or even opposed to the original..."

"However, it wasn't really impossible to fight at first."

"Logical..."

His voice was slightly heavy, he said it, and then said: "Logic is the key to solving all this."

"It is impossible for man to fight against God, or to control God, or even to predict and understand the concept of 'God'."

"But logic can."

"… "

"Logical..."

The old dean's words caused everyone present to be slightly suspicious.

They remembered that they had heard No. 5 say that in recent years, what the old dean had been studying was logic.

Mobius logic.

"Initially, it will come, just like the tide, based on a deeper instinct."

The old dean spoke in a low voice, as if he was talking at home, and said some amazing truths:

"A generation of researchers regards the inheritance of civilization as the most important thing. This is a seemingly sensible behavior that is not necessary."

"First of all, they may not be able to stay sane until the world restarts."

"Secondly, when the world restarts, a new civilization will inevitably be born, so why should we guide it?"

"For them, our civilization is not necessarily an impurity."

"And if you really want to fight the beginning, you need logic."

"Just as if you want to clean up some kind of pollution, the easiest way is to find his logic chain, truncate its logic, or guide its logic into chaos, the same reason at first, requires logic, but also needs to break the routine imagination."

"… "

As he spoke, he picked up the towel in his hand and said with a smile, "Can a piece of paper have only one side?"

As he spoke, he turned left and right, folded it, and formed a Mobius ring.

"You see, it sounds impossible, but with just one small change, it can be done."

"In the beginning, it was actually the same."

"It is powerful, chaotic, irresistible, inescapable..."

"However, if you consider it from a rational point of view, you will find that it may not be the enemy."

"It's just another side of us, a projection of our subconscious and that of countless generations of civilizations."

"Theoretically, it exists in the depths of each of our consciousness from the beginning, and we are all in the arms of the first."

"It's two sides of a piece of paper, and it's one."

"It's like straw, spring and autumn come, withered yellow and withered, but the grains are full and buds come to the ground."

"Is it a death or a new life?"

"From this perspective, is the first coming a nightmare or a gift of life?"

"… "

"This… "

Everyone present was slightly nervous, as if there was an invisible big hand kneading in their hearts.

The old dean's tone was too relaxed, and he spoke very calmly, but it made people feel that some kind of huge panic was surging.

"you… "

No. 8 suddenly couldn't help but paused, "Dean, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do..."

The old dean hesitated slightly, as if this was a very difficult question.

He raised his head subconsciously and looked at a room next to him, which was the room where his mother and two children disappeared.

"Have I told you before?"

The old dean was silent for a while before replying softly, "I hate the Red Moon incident."

No one answered, everyone quietly waited for him to continue.

The old dean drank the remaining half of the wine in the glass, and then said softly: "Before the Red Moon incident, I was actually an ordinary person. However, such an ordinary me, I met my wife. She is a very kind and beautiful person, she married me, who had no achievements, and was willing to spend a lifetime in the world with me, an ordinary person."

"She gave birth to two children for me, they are very smart and very cute."

"I often think, how can an ordinary person like me have such a good wife and such a good child?"

"I'm really, really lucky."

"… "

I remembered the family portrait I saw on the desk of the old dean, and the gentle and amiable woman I saw when I just entered the door, and the two smart and lovely children, everyone felt faintly in their hearts. A little depressing.

The better the old dean said, the more ominous he felt.

"When the Red Moon incident happened, my wife killed two children and jumped off the building with their bodies."

The old dean suddenly said it, causing the pores of the people at the table to suddenly open slightly, and cold seeps in.

His face, and I don't know when, became a little pale.

Even the eyes that were gentle but still firm enough before seemed to be slightly faint and lost focus.

"It's like a nightmare..."

He sighed in a low voice, his voice seemed to be somewhat illusory: "They just died like that, and they don't have any nostalgia for them."

"Even, even their deaths were buried in the chaos brought about by the Red Moon event, and it seems not worth mentioning."

"But, to me, it's by no means trivial."

"I saw them alive and by my side in my dreams countless times and woke up and accepted it."

"So, I often think about it..."

The old dean seemed to have a slight wry smile on his lips: "If the dream is real and the reality is a dream, that's fine..."

Everyone present seemed to be subconsciously tensing their bodies.

They can feel the deep sadness of the old dean and the regret that they still cannot forget after so many years.

"The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"

However, this does not seem to be a new topic.

As the old dean said, their deaths have been concealed in the chaos brought about by the Red Moon incident...

How many people died in that catastrophe that turned 70% of the world crazy? How many people have lost loved ones? How many people go to sleep sadly like an old dean every night, and then wake up crying bitterly

Let this disaster pass like a dream, many people have similar ideas...

The old dean...

"So, I've been thinking since then..."

When the old dean was thinking about it in a suppressed and careful manner, a smile slowly appeared on his face:

"How do we turn this idea into reality?"

"… "

"Shh!"

At this moment, everyone felt a little creepy, and even No. 7, who was closest to the old dean, shrank down subconsciously.

The old dean's smile was calm, but it gave people a great sense of oppression.

At this moment, No. 5 was the first to straighten up. She looked straight at the old dean and said, "This is impossible."

The old dean met her aggressive eyes, did not avoid it deliberately, and did not look directly.

Instead, he shook his head slightly and said:

"In the world after the Red Moon event, nothing is impossible..."

"… "

The smile on his face seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and said: "I have seen countless madness and weirdness after the Red Moon incident. In the face of despair after being abandoned by a generation of researchers, I have seen one after another of bizarre incidents beyond common sense, and I have also seen heinous blood and cruelty..."

"So, I miss the civilized world before the Red Moon event more and more."

"Not only for me, but also for those who are struggling in this desperate world, for those miserable people..."

"People are the luckiest thing to live in a civilized world."

"To live in a chaotic world is the most tragic thing."

"And what's even more desperate is that which world we live in is not something we can choose..."

"… "

He spoke in a calm and weird tone, making everyone's heart pound.

After a long time, he paused lightly and said with a smile:

"So, I began to search hard, organize my thoughts, and want to find a way out for this desperate world."

"I have read the sacrifices of many mysterious organizations before the Red Moon Incident and the endless cases of spiritual pollution afterward. Under the endless strange and absurd appearance, I have found a fact, that is, whether it is some mysterious organization, or Some people with special abilities, they seem to be able to create life, or, to bring the dead life back to this world..."

"Such a life may be strange, but they can also communicate and even think..."

"I quickly thought of one thing. It was a cult organization that I destroyed with the Institute before the Red Moon Incident."

"You say, is this kind of life real?"

"… "

"you… "

Hearing this, No. 5 finally couldn't help it, feeling the madness and obsession in the words of the old dean.

Her voice subconsciously sharpened: "So, you are doing this to resurrect your dead wife and children?"

"Do not… "

The old dean shook his head gently, looked at her with a smile, and corrected:

"My child, I want to resurrect the world that was killed by the red moon, a prosperous and orderly world where everyone can live happily..."

"I want to make the decades when the red moon appeared a nightmare in people's memory."