Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 610: Choice (6k+)

The members of Shi Wei Tian passed through the tunnel one by one. The rapidly retreating passages around them reflected a series of crazy histories. Some of the history coincided with the familiar impressions in their minds, while some was so fantastic that it was completely beyond their imagination.

The devastating war machine, the crazy and paranoid monarch, and the famine disaster that was so terrible that it drove ordinary people to near despair.

The excessive amount of information that flooded into their minds in a short period of time was almost enough to make them vomit.

Liu Yonglu also lifted his cloak and felt uneasy. He didn't know what was waiting for him outside the passage. What if it was another vast blue ocean? What should he do then?

The end of the passage was initially just a light spot the size of a grain of rice, but as the illusions around him rapidly receded, the light spot gradually grew larger, and the bright sunlight also stung his eyes.

Liu Yonglu puffed up his cheeks and took a deep breath. He was ready to be swallowed by the cold sea water.

But the next second, there were no wet clothes sticking to my body, no unique salty smell of sea water, and no damn feeling of weightlessness and sinking.

His feet touched solid ground, and Liu Yonglu saw his companions standing not far away.

Marquette, Lin Blanco and Kogan were lighting matches and smoking, while the little genius brother and sister brought sea water to help Millie Tang clean the mud stuck on her hair.

Shani and Xiaohu were teasing the chicken that was jumping in place, while Andreas was chattering to Ling'er about some details of the ceremony.

Here they are, everyone is here!

Millie Tang was the first to discover Liu Yonglu. She didn't care about her current embarrassed look and ran into Liu Yonglu's arms.

"Mr. Ricky, we succeeded."

This sentence contained thousands of words, the witch whispered softly in Liu Yonglu's arms.

"Yes, this business trip has been too long. It's time to go home."

Liu Yonglu gently held the witch's fragile shoulders with his other hand and stroked her delicate hair.

I looked down at my feet. There were gray-black rocks. Was there an uninhabited island at the other end of the passage? If so, I was really lucky.

Holding Millie Tang's hand, Liu Yonglu looked around.

The area of ​​the rock is not large, about the size of a tennis court. Behind everyone, the towering bronze gate stands upright.

At this time, the bronze gate was no longer surrounded by the mountain. It was like a work of art, a sculpture standing in the vast ocean.

With the help of the dazzling sunlight, Liu Yonglu could still see the obscure carvings and spells on the gate.

"Mi Li'er, is it safe to leave this door here? If we can find a fleet, we can either take the door away or melt it..."

Liu Yonglu had just said half of his words when he felt the light above his head gradually dimming, as if dark clouds were covering the sun.

Looking up, he saw a mass of black fog spreading outward from a dot. There seemed to be countless entities in the black fog. With the help of the blocked sunlight, Liu Yonglu could barely make out the outlines of some entities.

There are tall banana plants, but a bunch of penguin heads have grown out of the crowns of the plants.

There was a four-legged creature that looked like a horse. Its mouth was exaggeratedly open, revealing the ugly face of a bald man with a few small flowers growing on his head.

Deformed monsters of all shapes and sizes crawled out from the black dot in the center, all fiddling with their instruments with joy.

Trumpets, clarinets, violins, and even large harps and cellos, these creatures greedily breathed in the fresh air from the sea and chatted with each other:
"Look what I see!"

"It's the adult's earthly preacher! Hey! We are here! Long time no see!"

"Hurry! Come here quickly, I have reserved a good position for you. The first voice of the 'Wailing' part is now yours!"

Most of the monsters had met Liu Yonglu before in the Consciousness Wasteland, and they could feel the familiar aura from him.

Millie Tang frowned. She could feel the approach of some danger. The chaotic and disordered will above her head was more dangerous and powerful than the "Star of Judgment" and "Source of No Source" in the previous illusion.

It is like a feminine and sad source of plague. Once it is contaminated, everything in reality will be distorted and desecrated.

"Donkey! What do you mean? You don't accept it? Are you still ready to practice with me?"

Liu Yonglu knew exactly who the owners of these monsters were. He had forgotten the pain after his wound had healed. Seeing that the "Star of Judgment" had locked him up in a different space, he couldn't bear the loneliness anymore.

But at this moment, he has a strong army and horses, not to mention the people who have eaten Wei Tian, ​​and his two children are also by his side. How can he still be afraid of him?

Liu Yonglu stretched his wrists, ready to give the donkey another slap on the neck to teach it a lesson.

The monsters who were talking in the black fog above their heads suddenly shut their mouths and picked up the instruments at hand. The monster with a bunch of penguin heads seemed to be a small leader in the band. He rolled up seven or eight trumpets with banana leaves and placed them in front of the penguin heads. He started with a prelude.

Following the lead of the tree penguin, the other monsters also picked up the musical instruments in their hands and joined in this crazy performance.

Every melody performed by the monsters sounds so unpleasant at first, but if you savor it carefully and ponder it carefully, you will find that these melodies are even uglier than what you first heard!
Weird fluctuations penetrate into the human brain through the cochlea, and every minute and every second can make people think of some uncomfortable images, and the elements of these images are all derived from real life.

But even the darkest and most perverted person cannot piece these elements together.

During the grand performance, a figure slowly walked out of the black fog, holding a black baton in his hand. He danced to the melody and walked to the center of the orchestra. The figure bowed and saluted to the Shi Weitian people on the ground.

"Ricky boy, don't be so anxious to go home. Yes, I know you are eager to go home, but please allow me to take up a little more of your precious time.

I think we have some deals to discuss.”

The man who was speaking was wearing a well-tailored black suit and black flat-toed leather shoes. The familiar donkey-head mask was gone, replaced by a dark and handsome face.

His long hair was combed back meticulously. His nose bridge and cheekbones were a little too high, but combined with his face, they gave him a natural beauty.

The most dangerous thing is the eyes. The dark pupils and dark skin should be blurred together and difficult to recognize.

But the man in front of the band has a strange and fascinating charm in his eyes. No matter what angle people on the island stand at, they feel that he is staring at you. He seems to have an extraordinary interest in you, and seems to be eager to invite you to join a crazy and exciting adventure.

"Donkey, if you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have to fart, fart now."

Liu Yonglu held Millie Tang behind him and cleaned his ears, then blew on his fingernails:
"Let's discuss this first. Can you let these unfortunate people behind you take a break? Their skills are so poor, and you don't mind their shabby appearance."

The donkey ignored Liu Yonglu because at that moment he didn't want to joke or make fun of his earthly preacher.

He really wanted to make him suffer.

The black baton in his hand disappeared in an instant, and Donkey stretched out his hand and pulled out a white body from the black fog.

Judging from her face, it was a girl with a slender neck, thin collarbone and long black hair hanging behind her head.

But from the perspective of her body, she was a monster. Most of her torso, hands and feet were wrapped in swollen flesh. These pieces of flesh were scattered and gradually showed a tendency to disintegrate. However, at first glance, the girl still looked like a jellyfish-shaped monster.

"Old Saint Lady!"

Liu Yonglu cried out in surprise, it was bad, he had just let the donkey cover the retreat, the good thing was that the donkey had no chance to do anything bad on the road, but the bad thing was that this guy took advantage of the opportunity to steal the old saint lady.

Liu Yonglu recalled that before entering the tunnel, the donkey did reach behind it.

Liu Yonglu was wondering at the time what this guy was doing and why he had this idea after all the fuss.

“Ricky boy, I’m giving you a choice.

Or, I will kill this abominable monster for you, and then I will leave for a while. There are still many interesting things in the universe waiting for me to add fuel to the fire.

Otherwise, I will return the monster to you, but the price is..."

The donkey swung his other hand upward vigorously, and like a conductor, he brought the distorted melody behind him to its climax.

The black fog spread in all directions, and the sea surface that had some visibility just now was suddenly plunged into darkness. Those deformed chaotic monsters played the instruments in their hands with all their might, and wherever the melody reached, reality was distorted layer by layer.

Xiaohu quickly raised a few transparent leaves from the ground to cover the people of Shi Weitian.

The meaning of the donkey is self-evident. Liu Yonglu needs to choose between the saint and this world.

"Do you think I was scared into submission? Ask someone in Tonglou, have you ever heard of Baldy Liu? It's me, the fucking one.

Give it to me quickly..."

Liu Yonglu answered the same question in the Investigation Department.

If the world can only be saved by sacrificing an innocent girl, it means that the world is beyond salvation and it is better to be destroyed.

Liu Yonglu's answer was about to come out, but he closed his mouth at the last moment.

The reason why he could give this answer was because Liu Yonglu had just traveled to this world and had no worries.

But now... he looked behind him. He had Mi Li'er, Xiao Hu, and a group of companions who trusted each other and fought side by side.

I let them be buried with me just because of a few words. Is this... responsible?
As he thought about it, Liu Yonglu broke out in a cold sweat. Since he traveled through time, he had never struggled so much with anything. His mind was working fast, trying to find a random excuse to fool the donkey like he did before.

But as soon as he met the donkey's cold eyes, Liu Yonglu knew that this guy was not joking this time, he was really serious.

Liu Yonglu swallowed his saliva, took out a match and wanted to light a cigarette to calm down, but he couldn't light it after trying several times.

The matches were thrown on the ground one by one, just like Liu Yonglu's mood at the moment. He was desperate and faced with a difficult decision.

Finally, a match was lit in his hand, and with his breath he lit the Cosmic brand cigarette in his mouth.

This pack of cigarettes was the one he smoked with Saint in the backstage of his home a few days ago. The sponge filter repeatedly rubbed against Liu Yonglu's cracked lips.

He exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"Ricky, if it comes to the point where you need to sacrifice me to save the world, please leave me alone."

The saint's voice suddenly echoed in Liu Yonglu's ears.

The sound was so soft that it seemed as if only he could hear it, but every syllable was so clear that it was definitely not Liu Yonglu's hallucination.

In the black fog, the saint held by the donkey still had her eyes closed. It was not her voice that made the sound, so...

Liu Yonglu frowned and took another puff, and the same words echoed in his ears.

Liu Yonglu took out a half-smoked cigarette from his mouth and looked at it carefully. He found two shallow fingernail dents on the filter of the cigarette. This cigarette was left by the saint for him. She seemed to have something to say in the dreamland before...

The scene of the two of them sitting on a big rock looking at the sea and smoking together a few days ago appeared in front of her eyes again. Yes, at that time the saint took a cigarette but didn't smoke it, then put it back and replaced it with another one.

What he was holding in his hand at this moment was the cigarette that the saint left for him.

What he heard at this moment was the last message the saint left for him.

Liu Yonglu held a cigarette in one hand and clenched and unclenched his other hand, then clenched it again.

This is a slope, a slope that a saint had left for him in the past. As long as he goes along with it and agrees to it, all his troubles will disappear.

The black fog will dissipate, the sun will shine again, and I will happily return to Moses Sadd with my wife, children and friends, and continue to eat and drink...

But when that time comes, will I really be able to eat?

The preservation of the world is based on the sacrifice of an innocent girl. What's more, if it weren't for the saint's persistence over the past tens of thousands of years, perhaps the Virgin Mary would have revived long ago, and her will would cover the entire world.

And now, I have to sacrifice her...

Liu Yonglu felt hot all over and he felt like he was about to explode.

Suddenly, a small hand grasped his hanging and trembling hand. The palm was very cold, and it felt cool, but the hand was grasped very tightly.

Liu Yonglu turned his head and saw Millie Tang. The witch was looking at Liu Yonglu very calmly, without a trace of fluctuation in her eyes.

Millie Tang knew very well what kind of person Ricky was, and she understood her husband's struggles and distress.

In Millie Tang's eyes, this world was once monotonous and boring. For a long time, all she could see were the boring words in the ancient books, without any fluctuations.

But I don't know when everything started to light up.

The originally boring task gradually turned into an exciting fantasy adventure, and those hideous people occasionally showed their cute side.

Is it because of Ricky? If someone asked Millie Tang this question in person, she would definitely deny it.

But when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Millie Tang would lie on her bed with her face buried in her pillow and she would secretly give an affirmative answer.

Yes, because of Ricky.

The witch doesn't care about the saint's life or death, nor does she care whether the world is destroyed. She only cares about whether Ricky can do what he wants.

Millie Tang doesn't trust the world, she only trusts the person in front of her.

Liu Yonglu's hands stopped shaking. He took another puff of his cigarette and smiled helplessly. At this moment, another hand was placed on his shoulder from behind.

It was Lin Brown. He took the cigarette box from Liu Yonglu and lit one for himself, then patted him on the shoulder twice.

Ricky saved his life. Lin Brown squinted his eyes and looked at the black fog in the sky. To be honest, he couldn't see the donkey in the black fog.

From Lin Brown's perspective, the sky above his head was just a dark mass.

Just like his wasted life, and also like all those filth and dirt. Yes, after being an investigator for more than ten years, he has seen too many ugly things in people's hearts. Even if this world is destroyed, it is not a big deal.

But no matter what choice Ricky makes, Lin Brown is ready to fight to the death with the filth in the black fog. Even if he dies, he will bite off a piece of flesh from the opponent.

Ricky, just choose! I will always support you!
A silent cry emanated from within the heart of the person lying in the quilt.

"Your Excellency Saint Baran, Judge Harverson, Roselis, I am at your disposal."

There was no hesitation in the voices of the little genius brother and sister, their faith was as firm as iron. They could feel Liu Yonglu's struggle, but Saint Balan should not be threatened by these gods, and the saint's compassionate will was not a bargaining chip and could not be tarnished.

Both of them were ready to fight and die.

"Captain, Captain, I will listen to you..."

Kogan cried.

He thought of his sister, and he also knew what the captain was hesitating about. Sacrificing an innocent person to save the world was not something Kogan could accept.

But he couldn't bear to leave his sister who was far away in Mosesad.

In their hearts, two Kougans were arguing fiercely. One was the little Kougan who was crying bitterly while holding his sister in his childhood. He was bullied by other children and his knees and elbows were broken. His sister was wiping his wounds with cotton while comforting her aggrieved brother.

The other is Kogan, who as an adult stands in front of a cemetery holding a black umbrella. He looks at the tombstone of the dead investigator and utters the investigator's oath: "In order to protect those innocent ordinary people, I must risk my life at the critical moment."

Kogan couldn't get an answer no matter what, so he could only grit his teeth and approach his captain, the person he trusted and loved the most.

Seeing how useless he was, Liu Yonglu punched him in the chest.

Both of them forced an ugly smile from the corners of their mouths.

"Master, I listen to you."

"Yonglu, don't listen to your nonsense, I can still fight!"

Xia Ni stood beside Liu Yonglu holding the chicken. The chicken's fur was now growing outward in a deformed manner, and its small eyes were bulging with bloodshot.

If Shani hadn't held him, the walking chicken might have really turned into a water lizard and fought with the donkey.

Liu Yonglu reached out and touched the chicken's little head. His hands were no longer trembling, but cold and steady, as if his blood had solidified.

"Ricky, do what you want."

Marquette puffed on his cigarette.

Of all the people in Shi Wei Tian, ​​Marquette has the most utilitarian attitude towards the identity of investigator.

He made some money and lived a carefree life, and also got some privileges to make the nobles of Mosesad bow down to him. As for his relatives, gods, and pagans, Marquette always kept his distance from them.

When he first came into contact with Liu Yonglu, Marquette only regarded him as a lion to help him advance.

But after a year of getting along, the relationship between the two is no longer just ordinary colleagues. They are friends, buddies, and people who can pat each other on the shoulders and laugh after getting drunk.

As an investigator, Marquette definitely doesn't want to be an enemy of the donkey. It's just a sacrifice of a girl. What does it have to do with him?

But as a friend, Marquette would never allow himself to hold his friend back at this time.

Goodbye, this world. At least I have a clear conscience before I die.

"Mr. Richie, this noble honor is also a share of the Hidden Island."

Andreas has always been a soft-hearted person, and he is fed up with all those hypocritical intrigues.

The people of the Hidden Island are the descendants of the people of Mu Continent, and their own people have just regained their former glory.

Now we have to kowtow before the gods and sacrifice an ordinary person to make peace? How is that different from worshipping our ancestors in the past?
Andreas also joined Shi Weitian's team pushing his wheelchair.

The last ones came were Xiaohu and Ling'er. The two children floated directly into the air, and one on the left and one on the right sandwiched the donkey in the middle.

This was their silent warning. As long as Liu Yonglu gave the order, they would fight the donkey to the death.

"See, donkey!
This is our answer!"

Liu Yonglu threw the cigarette butt to the ground with all his might, ignoring the saint's final advice.

He will follow his heart and will not sacrifice an ordinary person for some damn peace.

"Donkey, quickly release the saint.

Don't you want to start a war? Come on! Let's start a war. You can destroy a city or even a continent.

But I also tell you that I and other people from Shi Wei Tian will chase you to the ends of the earth. You will never live a peaceful day or sleep soundly again.

Think about it carefully for yourself!"

A sea breeze blew by, revealing an isolated island above the rough sea. Under the bronze gate on the island, everyone looked up and glared at the black fog above their heads.

The donkey's eyes were now much calmer, without the sarcasm and intimidation from before.

He has lived for a long time, so long that he can't even remember it.

In the vast universe of stars, he had seen too many intelligent lives, some were cunning, some were honest, some were noble, and some were despicable.

But at this moment, facing the gazes of the group of people below...well, mainly the gazes of Xiaohu and Ling'er.

The donkey was really a little scared. As I said, donkeys like to have fun, but the premise is that the cost of having fun is not too high.

If it’s too high, he will lose money!
"It's... a little interesting..."

The black fog gradually dissipated, and the sunlight poured down, shining on the sea, creating ripples on the water that looked like tears of starlight or rare treasures.

In the strongest ray of light, the saint's body slowly fell towards the sea.

Ling'er stretched out her hand, and a silver page of book appeared out of thin air in the air, catching the saint and slowly landing on the island.

“A commendable unity, an eye-opener.”

The donkey was still standing in the air, and at this time those deformed clan creatures had disappeared with the black fog.

The donkey's mask appeared on the donkey's head again.

He reached into his suit and pulled out a rolled-up piece of parchment.

Ricky boy, you are worthy of being my preacher on earth. Not only do you give me difficult problems, but you also make these people trust you without reservation.

But...if I change your mind, what will happen?
The donkey smiled happily and spread out the parchment, on which was the "contract" that Liu Yonglu signed with him on the Cursed Island.

(End of this chapter)