"Fog City has a long history and is also one of the most industrially developed cities in the entire continent. Many people from other countries will come to Fog City to communicate and play. There are many nobles, kings and artists among them." The boy introduced, and then, He pointed to the square, "Look."
Lin and Chu looked in the direction of his finger.
Under the direction of his finger, a pure white sculpture stood upright. All the curves of her body are expressing the softness and beauty of women.
In the distance, a bell sounded.
There are more people in the square. They came out of the surrounding storefronts, all walking towards the fountain.
"There, that fountain statue is the work of Benjamin, the greatest sculptor of this century. The fountain show here at 12 noon every day is also the most famous in the entire Fog City." The boy introduced it complacently. Obviously, he is very He likes the place where he lives. Even if he is just a guide to two strangers, he never forgets his pride as a native of Fog City. You will soon find out that this is a very beautiful and peaceful city...”
The surrounding crowd began to commotion.
"The last sound!"
"The fountain show has begun!"
The next moment, the boy stared helplessly at the bottle held by the white and pure sculpture—
A puddle of blood spewed out!
boy:…
Chu Tianshu: "Well, it's quite peaceful."
If it is said that some people were dumbfounded at the beginning, thinking that this was some kind of special effects performance for the anniversary. But soon, the strong smell of blood made these people no longer able to close their ears and listen.
One after another screams sounded in the square, and the panicked people scattered in all directions. For a while, the sound of pushing, shoving, trampling, and screaming could be heard endlessly. What sprayed out of the bottle was not only blood, but also small dark red pieces of meat scattered in all directions. It's hard to imagine where they came from in the human body.
The fountain show is carried out according to the set program, and once it starts, it cannot be stopped. This is indeed an extremely grand and magnificent performance - the water column soaring into the sky is like flowers floating and blooming like fireworks. The pure white sculpture stands in the bloody water, like a holy god.
Blood splashed on the slightly raised corners of the statue's mouth, dyeing her lips a rose-like color, adding a touch of fallen angel-like enchanting glamour, compared to the usual appearance of the supreme and dust-free goddess.
It's a pity that no one is in the mood to appreciate this unique performance. Everyone was running, fleeing, screaming.
"Lin Huai!"
Although as early as the first time the abnormality occurred, Chu Tianshu had already grabbed Lin Huai's wrist beside him. But the crowd was too fast and too anxious. A woman cried and rushed towards the two, breaking the bond between them. The woman scratched her cheek nervously with both hands—she was the closest person to the fountain before it happened. A piece of blood-red meat fell on her face.
"Depend on!"
Lin Huai only heard Chu Tianshu's angry cry. At that moment he forgot to use a false voice, and what he revealed was his female voice when he was a "beauty": "Don't run around! Wait for me at the hotel!"
But before he could speak any more, he was swept away by the crowd.
Lin Huai was also floating and sinking in the crowd. Standing next to him was a little fat man who was crying bitterly, and the snot and tears all over his face were about to be thrown at Lin Huai. Lin Huai had no choice but to try his best to say to him when he was about to be suffocated: "It's no big deal, it's just that someone died! — Fuck!"
He was stepped on the leather shoes, and his whole body was tilted to the other side.
- It's over. This was Lin Huai's first thought.
Lin Huai knew very well what would happen if he fell in such a stampede—he would be trampled by the bewildered footsteps of many people, and he would successfully reduce the dimension from the three-dimensional Lin Huai to the two-dimensional world and become a paper man.
Lin Huai was not afraid of being trampled into a paper man. Although repairing his body was a bit troublesome, he was the one who had restored his body after jumping off a building, so practice made perfect. It’s just that there are so many people here, in case someone saw his death and “kindly” scooped him up and sent him to the morgue... On the one hand, he was very worried about whether this person could scoop himself up. For hands and half legs, he had to hop back on one foot to retrieve them.
Lin Huai is indifferent to the heavy price of this kind of "kindness". If he really loves a ghost, he should be exposed to the wilderness.
Second, he is a newcomer now, so it is not good to be too arrogant in the foggy city. He arrived in Fog City to find the supernatural event of the witch. If the ghost story that brought him back from the dead seized the hot searches in Wucheng, thus covering up the real legend related to the quest clues in Wucheng... Lin Huai, I would feel very guilty.
But the worst is clearly not to come. When he was about to fall to the ground and fall under the feet of everyone, a pair of hands supported him through his silk lace shirt.
—It was a pair of man's hands. Before Lin Huai was about to stumble and fall to the ground, he quickly pinched Lin Huai's shoulders on both sides, stabilizing his figure.
Several carriages parked on both sides of the square, followed by policemen with rough voices.
"Everyone stop! Stop!"
"Calm down! Get out of the way! Evacuate!"
Under the loud organization of the patrolmen, the panic-fleeing crowd finally regained some order and gradually dispersed. Lin Huai, on the other hand, relied on that person's help to stabilize his body. The man behind him said gently, "Are you okay?"
Lin Huai turned around.
Appearing in front of him was a middle-aged man with a beard. The man looked elegant and easy-going, with a pair of blue eyes staring at him intently.
The man leaned against a pillar, perhaps because of this, he was able to maintain his stability in the crowd just now.
Lin Huai thought for a while and said, "I'm fine."
"That's good." The man smiled.
He looked at Lin Huai, it was obvious that this man was very interested in Lin Huai—his eyes were full of gentle appreciation: “The chaos just now—oh, I don’t know what to say, it was a disaster, Isn't it? It's really..."
As soon as he said that Lin Huai was no longer sleepy. Lin Huai nodded empathetically, "Yes."
The man took a deep breath and said, "The fountain in the square actually spurted out blood..."
Lin Huai: "Fog City is still a big city. The people here have never seen the world. It's just a little blood, and they are so scared."
man:…
Lin Huai: "People haven't been sprayed out yet."
A man hesitates to speak, but stops talking. Obviously, Lin Huai's unusual reaction interrupted the draft he had prepared for this moment.
"...It sounds like you're not a native of Fog City?" The man changed the subject and continued the conversation between the two.
Lin Huai nodded: "He's here for a tour."
"Fog City is a very beautiful city, but it's a pity that it brought you such a bad experience." The man sighed slowly, "I hope this will not make you prejudice against it."
Indeed, as an ordinary tourist, facing such a tragic situation on the first day of arriving in Wucheng, it is inevitable that he will have lingering fears and even go back home. But Lin Huai just said: "Compared to a bad experience, it is more novel experience-it makes me look forward to the next trip even more."
The man smiled at him. He was about to continue speaking, but not far away, a girl's cry came.
It was a girl in a white lace dress. She fell to the ground, her ankle twisted erratically, as if injured in a previous stampede. Hearing the girl's cry, the man frowned, but soon apologized to Lin Huai and walked towards the girl.
Lin Huai thought for a while, and followed behind the man. He secretly grabbed his ankle and pulled it—during the push and push just now, his ankle was also stepped on a little bit out of place, but fortunately, it was only a little bit crooked, and he could return it with a slight pull of his hand.
In Lin Huai's eyes, this seemingly elegant and easy-going man was full of weirdness.
While everyone was running away in panic, this man stood calmly with his back against the pillar—a position where he would not be stepped on or squeezed away. He even had time to reach out and support Lin Huai who was about to fall—and then he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him when the two had never met each other.
When talking at the column just now, Lin Huai noticed that this is indeed a very good location.
A good location with a full view of the fountain.
"I don't believe in any coincidence." Lin Huai said softly, "Hmph, there must be a ghost behind this person."
Although Chu Tianshu told him to go back to the hotel and wait for him. But Lin Huai obviously did not intend to comply with the wishes of the other party. Lin Huai wants to live in full bloom rather than shrinking in a hotel.
—Of course, it is to unleash the lives of other people.
On the other side, after being separated from Lin Huai, Chu Tianshu successfully blended into the police who came to investigate. He bought a pipe and a walking stick from a nearby grocery store, and followed several patrolmen to the central control of the fountain.
"...We don't know what's going on. For more than ten years, this fountain has never made a mistake. You know, Mr. Benjamin is a great artist. This exquisite fountain is his legacy. Everything from statues to mechanical structures was built by him. We…”
"I don't want to listen to your nonsense." The bearded patrolman interrupted him roughly, "I just want to know, where does the water in the fountain come from?!"
"Water cellar." The worker was startled by him, shivering and said, "The water cellar that stores water has powerful pipes inside that suck water into the fountain, but those flesh and blood... I'm not in charge today, It's James, you can ask him to ask..."
"keep the change."
A neutral and lazy voice sounded from among the crowd. The patrolmen turned their heads and saw a man wearing a beret and holding a pipe walking towards several people: "Someone made some manipulations in the machine, and the suction force of the fountain, which was originally used to absorb water, was multiplied several times. "
"you… "
"Oh, you just said, unlucky James, right?" said the man, taking a puff from his pipe. His face was hidden under the hat, and only the corner of his mouth was exposed: "He is at the suction port, and his intestines are facing the nozzle, and there is nothing left."
He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the hints in it made people turn pale already.
"By the way, before you ask my name, let me introduce myself." The man suddenly smiled heartily, and took off the beret on his head, revealing his golden brown hair.
At that moment, his expression lit up the entire room.
"You can call me - Donglock."