The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 845: Missing the North
Ruan Shizhi climbed onto the basket.

Quietly wiped the wet corners of his eyes.

He took a quick glance, luckily Liu Sheng was talking to his uncle and didn't see anything.

I saw the uncle half-lying in the basket in a loose position, with no manners at all. He was holding a pot of steaming wine in his hand and sipping it slowly, with two faint blushes on his pale face caused by the cold.

Ruan Shizhi also sat down silently.

A wine bottle was handed to him.

"Drink."

Ruan Shizhi was slightly stunned, then raised his eyes to meet the sharp eyes under the messy hair.

With an idea in mind, he quickly took it and drank it in one gulp.

The scalding wine burned down the throat and fell into the stomach, bringing with it a warmth that slowly melted the stiffness in the body.

The blood began to flow again, and the frozen thoughts were gradually cleared by the warmth.

He slowly regained his strength and began to think about some things.

For example, what exactly did Liu Sheng say just now?
For example, where did this basket come from?

He looked up at the thick "rope" that was pulling them upwards. It was soft and resilient, with a faint dark golden color on the surface. The basket under him seemed to be made of the same material...

Looking closely, the rope seemed to be still moving slightly in the wind and snow, and occasionally little eyes would pop out as they looked around out of curiosity.

Ruan Shizhi was suddenly startled.

No, that's not a rope.

He finally realized that it was Liu Sheng's little tentacle.

But how do you get there? How far does it extend?
Just as I was thinking about it, I finally saw the end.

Indeed, it is the head.

All I saw was a frozen head embedded in the ice wall.

His wide-open eyes glowed with a strange crystal blue luster as he stared at the slowly approaching basket.

And these tentacles spread out from the ice layer under the head.

Ruan Shizhi's hair stood on end in an instant.

He recognized her—it was Song Ru!
And her body, just like his once was, was swallowed alive by the Great Wall.

The Great Wall eats people.

He originally thought it was just his own hallucination.

I didn't expect it to really exist.

"The Great Wall...how could it be like this..."

He murmured in a trembling voice, and all the legends in his mind about the magnificent and holy Great Wall were cracked at this moment.

"Maybe it wasn't before, but it is now." Liu Sheng said calmly, "Of course, it may have always been like this, but no one said it out loud."

Ruan Shizhi thought of the corpses under the ice.

Those pairs of eyes seemed to be staring straight ahead through the thick layer of ice, following like a shadow.

His body trembled, and he clenched his teeth, not daring to think too much.

At this time, Song Ru's head was getting closer and closer.

This means that the rise of this "basket" has come to an end.

Just as Ruan Shizhi felt a little uneasy, a dark golden tentacle descended from above, skillfully wrapped around the basket, and continued to pull it upwards like a relay.

Going further up, I saw another Song Ru.

The icy blue pupils were frozen in the ice, watching quietly.

Ruan Shizhi understood.

This should be what Liu Sheng asked Song Ru to help with.

Although Song Ru has a way to control the distance of rebirth, it cannot be too far, so naturally there is no way for her to reach the top of the Great Wall in one step.

So Song Ru could only be reborn at the farthest distance she could reach.

This will become an anchor for everyone to move forward.

Just like this, relying on one "Song Ru" after another, the three of them sat in the basket woven by the small tentacles and continued to climb upwards...

I don’t know how long it took.

Ruan Shizhi hugged his knees and huddled in a corner. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear:
"We finally meet."

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, and saw a living Song Ru leaning out from the edge of the ice wall. A tentacle stretched out from her hand, pulling the basket up little by little.

Finally, we reached the top.

Ruan Shizhi rolled over and fell into the thick snow on the city wall.

It was freezing cold, but he felt relieved.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Song Ru's stern eyes.

"Something's wrong."

Soon, the three people who had just come up also realized what Song Ru was talking about.

There was a suffocating silence all around.

But it is not pure silence either.

The howling wind and snow passed through the Great Wall, making the flags rustle. The remaining spirit bead lamps were still lit, but because no one cleared the ice and snow on them, the light gradually dimmed.

But other than that, there was no one in sight.

Falling snow covered all tracks.

Some spears and swords were still lying aside, with a thin layer of frost on them, as if they were just casually placed aside, but the people were gone. I walked along the entire section of the city wall.

Indeed, there was not a single living person.

The ideas I had originally thought about how to sneak in and how to hide now completely lost their meaning.

Take the only elevator leading to the inner city at the top of the Great Wall and slowly descend.

Soon, we reached the bottom.

Here is the inner city of the North.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, even more depressing than on the Great Wall.

The high walls blocked the howling wind and snow, and with the help of the magic circle, the temperature was not biting, but rather revealed a chilling and dull feeling, as if some kind of aura was stagnant in the city, omnipresent.

Because it is located on the Great Wall, the inner city is overall long and narrow, with a straight street running across the east and west in the middle, and densely arranged military dormitories on the north and south sides.

They walked along, pushing open one house after another.

The Lingzhu lamp in the room was still on, there were messy bedding and scattered clothes on the earthen kang, a half-fallen boot in the corner, and a half-drunk cup of tea on the table.

Everything seemed like it just left in a hurry and would be back the next moment.

But, didn't come back.

There was no blood, no signs of fighting, and not even a corpse was seen.

There was only endless wind, blowing up dust and snow particles, dancing silently in this empty city.

It was as if the entire inner city had become a huge tomb, waiting for the wind and snow to bury it completely.

"Where did the people here go..."

Ling Fu frowned and murmured softly.

Although the voice was low, it echoed in this empty city.

"My mother...my mother..."

Ruan Shizhi muttered to himself and staggered towards the tallest building in the city.

Above the door lintel, the three large characters "General's Mansion" were eroded by wind and snow, but were still vaguely discernible.

The two-story simple house was empty.

I stumbled around for a while, but still saw nothing.

Finally, he slumped down on the bed in the master bedroom.

She stared blankly at a crimson string with a white jade ring hanging on it that was left beside the pillow, tears streaming down her face.

After a long while, he choked up and said, "This is... something my father gave to my mother. He always keeps it with him..."

Carefully picking up the silk cord, he wiped the tears from his face and hid it close to his body.

Liu Sheng stood at the door, his eyes slightly focused.

The same pain spread in my heart.

When I walked out of the house, I saw Ling Fu looking worried.

"There is no trace of Lian'er at all."

"Mom..." Liu Sheng murmured softly.

And it's not just Ling Youlian.

The entire inner city, the Great General Protecting the North, and tens of thousands of Northern Border troops seemed to have disappeared overnight... out of thin air.

"That's not right."

She spoke in a deep voice, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

With an idea in mind, he quickly headed north.

Ling Fu also understood Liu Sheng's meaning and followed closely.

Seeing this, Song Ru hurriedly followed.

Only Ruan Shizhi was left behind.

He wiped away the remaining tears and chased after him with heavy steps.

The Palace of the General Protecting the North is located at the northernmost end of the inner city, representing the determination to use oneself as a shield to protect the entire northern border.

So we didn't walk far before we reached the northernmost end of the inner city.

When he got there, Ruan Shizhi saw three people standing on the edge.

I don't know why, but I didn't move at all.

Facing the endless darkness outside the wall.

He could imagine that it was the color of a cold night.

A feeling of closeness and fear rose in my heart, and I slowly approached.

One step, another step.

Finally, he stopped too.

He finally understood why the three men didn't move.

Because of shock.

Because of despair.

Because the darkness before us is not a cold night, and we can't see the north of the Great Wall - the northern border where countless strange things lurk.

Because, right in front of us, there is a wall.

A huge wall that blocks out the sun and connects heaven and earth.

I got home late today, so I’m posting this now…