Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 866 Outside the Garden Wall

The road to Baiyang City is not far away.During the trip, Momolo was as interested in everything as a primary school student participating in a spring outing for the first time.Robinson is interested in everything from the music playing in his car to the origin of the city's name.

"There is a legend about this place." Luo Binhan told him, "In ancient times, this place was a big swamp, and no one lived nearby. One day, an army passed by here while marching, and got lost. The leading general met a The old man who was grazing asked him how to leave. The old man told him that he needed to step over the back of the white sheep. The general did as he said, only to find that the back of the sheep became wider and longer. He walked on the back of the sheep I don’t know how long it took to fall, and then found that he was outside a small city. He went in to find out where it was, but he couldn’t understand a few words that the people in the city said. When he finally asked people clearly, he found that he was still there. The swamp, only 500 years have passed since he set off."

"Is this true, Mr. Luo?"

"Anyway, I've read that statement." Luo Binhan read the signs on the highway. "But I don't think it's very plausible. The ancient miracles here are generally unproven and only active in the age before the camera came out. I have also heard a more plausible statement: the great swamp here is drying up It used to be in the shape of a goat’s horn, so it was called Baiyangze. Then there was Baiyang Village, Baiyangji, Baiyang City... The history of this place is longer than Lihai Mayor.”

"But why the white sheep, Mr. Luo?"

"Hmm...I don't know. Maybe it's because there are a lot of reeds? It looks like it's white in the fall."

Luo Binhan turned the steering wheel and saw that the vegetation on both sides of the road had begun to change.The signs and lampposts in the distance are hidden in the light blue mist.He doesn't come to Aries often, although they do have a little business here.This place is closer to a tourist city than Lihai City. There are no well-developed industries or famous large-scale enterprises, and the scale of agriculture is also limited.Most foreign tourists come here for its wetlands and migratory birds.When he was studying, the school liked to use this place as a picnic spot for spring and autumn outings.They will fly kites in the forest park outside the wetland, or organize group games.That would be a relatively interesting part of the trip, because the morning trip would always go to those places in Baiyang City that minors find boring, such as the anti-drug education base and the history museum.

He still remembers that the school once organized them to go to Baiyang City to watch a performance.He didn't remember the content of the performance at all, but an anti-drug promotional video played during the intermission left him with a terrible impression.He recalled many young men and women dancing and laughing maniacally in the house; .

Looking back on these makes him feel unbelievable. Did he really see these terrible scenes in middle school?Aren't schools afraid to scare a student out of a mental problem?He couldn't help suspecting that he had misremembered and incorporated certain hearsay stories into his memory, but those shots really existed in front of his eyes.He could even recall the bleak face of the drugged woman looking up when she jumped off the building, and the profile of the handle of the toothbrush tilted up on the face.He can even remember the angle and brightness of each shot.It was hard to believe that his imagination had made it all up.

However, some details also made him not so sure.For example, the young woman who jumped off the building, somehow he always felt that she had Zhou Yu's face, pale, gloomy, and unhuman due to the onset of drug addiction, falling down in the slow motion of the rooftop overlooking.During the time when Zhou Yu was missing, he would occasionally see this scene in his exhausted nightmare.He never mentioned this matter to Zhou Yu, but before he witnessed the grotesque thing, the vague resemblance between that scene and Zhou Yu had always disturbed him deeply.Both he and Zhou Yu thought they knew her, but before many murderers were exposed, people around them would think they knew him or her.

But now it is different.It's all over now.He knew Zhou Yu's secret, which was far from the answer he had secretly feared.But he couldn't tell which answer would make him feel better.An unknowable supernatural grotesque, or a chemical with well-defined principles and dire consequences.What difference does it make to him?They have the same effect on him.

"Mr. Luo?"

"Oh," Luo Binhan said, "I'm a little distracted. I remembered something from the past."

He found that he often thought of Zhou Yu after he came back.But that's not because of sadness.Many times he is not even sentimental, just a kind of emptiness of everyday life.Realizing that someone you remember will never be in your life again is like missing a piece from a complete puzzle.People can't help but look at that void and imagine what it looked like when it was whole.But what is the difference between a slightly incomplete puzzle and a complete one?Not that big of a difference, is it?
Momolo has always been very interested in his secular life, but Luo Binhan doesn't want to talk about his feelings for Zhou Yu.He didn't want to see the Yongguang Clan's full of emotion in this matter, even if it was completely sincere—no, it was precisely the sincerity that would annoy him.He would have preferred cold polite greetings.He didn't mention Zhou Yu a word, but only mentioned the terrible drug movies in his memory, so as to warn Momolo not to trust the local "good-hearted people" too much.He felt that his worries were not groundless, because Momoro's current human appearance looked quite valuable, but his demeanor and demeanor seemed quite deceptive.

"If someone on the road offers you candy or a drink, just walk away and don't talk to them," he explained.But he really didn't know if there was anything artificial here that could affect Momolo. "Um...has anyone in your family ever been addicted to drugs?"

"Yes, Mr. Luo. The instructor has specially told us about this type of enemy!"

This was not the answer that Luo Binhan wanted to hear, but he still asked Momolo to explain it carefully.He heard Momolo mention a microbial group that can float through the universe. When it falls into the atmosphere, it will release toxins, putting all life forms on the planet into a hypnotic state, and then spreading and devouring the entire planet little by little; There is also a type of plant that is the companion species of a specific monster. When the host is dormant, it will remain in a seed state, and once the host is about to wake up, they will germinate and bloom in advance, causing the creatures exposed to pollen to fall into an unnatural state. The euphoric state of the host, withered and withered when the host fell asleep again.

"...Plants with this habit are generally called..."

"The flower of the end of the era." Luo Binhan said.

"Does Mr. Luo know too?"

"Listen to what my brother said."

"Mr. Luo and Senior Upsilon seem to get along very well!"

Robinhan himself does not quite agree with this conclusion.Of course he didn't dislike Upsilon, but he wasn't sure what Upsilon really thought of him.Sometimes he feels that the real Upsilon is really far from the protagonist of "The Wandering Heroes of the White Apple Star".He thinks again of the day they brought the illegal candy tree to maturity, and Upsilon talks to him about the tree species.Tree.plant.animal.intelligent life.pure race.The flower of the end of the century.But none of that matters to him.

"I've heard there's a disease that's very common," he said. "It's called sugar addiction, and it affects many races."

"Yes. While different species have different adaptations, this is one of the most prevalent diseases in the league."

"I don't quite understand this." Luo Binhan said, "I thought there were not so many sweet tastes in the universe - I checked it on the Internet yesterday. In fact, most of the birds here can't taste sweetness. I I used to think that the tastes outside would be more... How should I put it, diversity?"

"But Mr. Luo, there is no absolute relationship between sugar addiction and sweetness. Just like Mr. Luo, although you can't recognize the fragrance of oxygen, you are also an oxygen-loving organism. Substances that can stimulate nerves do not necessarily require receptors to recognize them. .”

"Does that mean I might have a sugar addiction too?"

"No, Mr. Luo! You have no problem at all! Your physiological structure does not need to worry about sugar addiction, because before the addictive effect is formed, the poisoning dose should be reached first."

"Then I'm relieved." Luo Binhan said.

They had a little trouble going through the checkpoint.Several policemen stood at the gate and randomly checked the passing vehicles. Luo Binhan noticed that two of them were not wearing traffic police uniforms.He didn't look at them too much, so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion, and they didn't question him too much, obviously they weren't looking for two young men in a swagger sports car.

They passed the checkpoint smoothly and entered the forest park connected to the wetland.It was a warm day, and the parking lot in the park was almost full. It took a lot of effort for Luo Binhan to squeeze his car into the stupidly designed space.His hands holding the steering wheel were sweating, and he began to regret why he had to drive here.Jing Huang did say that he could bring him along, but he only said that he would come by himself.He had to get used to the damn car and the damn traffic too.

"Why do we have to come here?" he asked Momolo as he bought tickets.

"Mr. Xuan Hong said to take a shortcut."

"I know he said that. But what exactly is a 'shortcut'?"

Momolo just shook his head innocently.Luo Binhan didn't expect him to answer either.It seems that this is another little secret of some ancient law.shortcut.The word brings to mind portals, wormholes or tunnels.No matter which one is not unusual, what Luo Binhan can't figure out is why this shortcut falls in the wetland of Baiyang City.There was really nothing special there, except that it was there that he had first met Ginger, and Assabam's fellow dead ghosts.Apart from these, all he could think of was that it might be a good place to bury the body.No one will care about those deep reeds, dark puddles and rugged caves in the season when migratory birds don't arrive.In the triangular area formed by Baiyang City, Lihai City and Wojiao City, this wetland is an ideal location for small and medium-sized crimes.But it is only small and medium-sized, and the really big cases will only happen among the crowd.

The lack of people and remoteness may be the reason why Jing Huang chose this place, if they really plan to open a portal or something.Maybe there will be loud noises, strange lights in the sky, rumors of ufos that spread rapidly, and then the police will look for a suspicious young man in a red sports car at a checkpoint.Luo Binhan didn't bother to think about this part.He bought two rickety three-scoop ice cream cones and sat by the lake with Momolo waiting for nightfall.

He noticed that the sky was cloudy, a livid gray before the evening rain.Therefore, the surface of the lake reflected by the sky also presents a deep and dark dark green tone, while the vegetation on the lakeside is so bright and eye-catching.If you look carefully, you can find flowers of various colors blooming everywhere, but what he feels is only the rich and quiet greenery.The boats on the lake and the tourists on the grass seem to have disappeared.He saw only the shadowy endless beauty of the secluded forest, which was slowly melting and reforming.It is the emerald rain and floating clouds, gradually immersing him in eternal silence.His left hand has already touched the green and moist waves, and the cold is surging upwards.

"Mr. Luo, are you leaving?"

Robin Han blinked.He saw that the setting sun had already set on the top of the forest, scattered tourists were heading for the exit, and he and Momolo had already finished their ice cream.On the back of his hand were two or three drops of rain.He immediately stood up and walked to the depths of the forest park with Momoro.Under the cover of a clump of plantains, they easily climbed over the wall and entered the protected area at the back of the park.When crossing an open space full of tuberose, Luo Binhan noticed that there was an elevated shelf suspected of installing a camera in the distance, but there was a big bird with a crown standing on the top of the elevated shelf.It was lying on its stomach quietly, and seemed to be looking at them.

It was completely dark.The impatient chirping of insects intertwined in the thick and deep meadow.Luo Binhan could barely see things four or five meters away.Not only because the moon is hidden behind the dark clouds, but Momoro who is leading the way ahead is shining slightly.It was supposed to be as bright as a flashlight, but instead it made things darker.Except for the perfectly shaped, delicate and extremely holy back of the head, Luo Binhan didn't know what was in front of him.

But his other senses were sharpened.He could hear the crunch of blades of grass as they rubbed against each other, and the restless beat of cicadas and crickets.Occasionally, he felt wings flapping above his head, but he didn't hear a bird song.The radiant fragrance of vegetation and the rotten smell of dead leaves and dead branches permeated the rain and mist. He strangely thought that this was the harmonious smell of life and death.He didn't seem to be aware of the existence of this smell before, even the night he met Jing Juan, the smell was never the first memory point for him.

In the distant night, two cold-toned shimmers lit up, like two fireflies flying out of the grass.But the distance between them remains very stable, and it is constantly expanding.In the end, a black cat suddenly appeared on Momoro's shoulder, and its cold eyes gleamed arrogantly at Luo Binhan.Its fur was beaded with rain, and it seemed to glow when it was Momolo.Luo Binhan felt a little unsure.

"Um," he said, "is that you?"

"Don't ask stupid questions," said the black cat.The tail flicked impatiently.Its silver eyelashes and the flesh pads exposed when it raised its claws made Luo Binhan feel very familiar.When he tried to grab the cat's paw to see if it was still the rocket type, the slap on his nose made him dream back to yesterday.

"Where did you go before?" He asked calmly, covering his nose. "I haven't seen you for a while, and I thought you didn't plan to take care of this mess."

"I'd rather not." The black cat said coldly, "but I still have a promise."

"Then why are you here? Saying goodbye? Or go with them?"

"The kid wants to take a shortcut."

"Then?"

"He needs me to help him open a shortcut."

The black cat's glowing eyes rolled, showing disapproval."It would be a waste of effort," it commented.

"But you still came to help." Luo Binhan said, "I think you actually like to join in the fun. Anyway, there is no loss to you."

The black cat snorted.He stepped on Momolo's shoulder, and then jumped onto Luo Binhan's shoulder.The untrimmed claws hooked into the thin summer clothing, and Luo Binhan immediately gasped.He tried to drive the black cat off him, but the latter put its head in his ear and whispered, "You should go see that place too."

"Where is it?" Luo Binhan asked with a distorted expression.He suddenly felt that the cat's weight was far more exaggerated than its appearance.

"Shortcut." The black cat said, kicking his shoulder fiercely, "a place you should never go."

　The new crown was caught last weekend, but it is recovering, and I will report to everyone that it is safe.

　　It is indeed a more dangerous disease than the flu. Fortunately, it has entered the recovery process. Please rest assured.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)