Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Ban should not be able to understand my thoughts about that person, but normally, it is normal to be unable to understand. If it can be understood, I have to wonder if Ban's brain is still normal. Pan's breath was heavy and rapid. She had just freed herself from the indescribable fear. I don't know whether the scene she saw at this time had returned to normal. However, I have never been able to get rid of illusions and hallucinations. In my eyes, the image of Ban is still distorted and color-shifted, like a faint paint oozing out from the black and white freehand ink painting, smearing the overall composition of the painting in a mess, with an abominable look. It is also more like a humanoid monster than a human.

I can still hear a lot of trivial sounds, like whispers from corners out of my sight, and like from my own mouth, but I do n’t know what they are talking about. In addition, there is a transparent ghost-like figure floating out of the wall of the chamber, and each face is pale, just like the figure in the famous painting called "Scream" ... and then the water Sound, the gurgling sound of water rushed in, although I could not see where the water was, but I could feel that the water that could not be directly seen had already flowed over my feet.

The surface of the water was rising, and it quickly overflowed my neck. I knew it was an illusion, but I felt a tight feeling for no reason. I felt like I was about to be drowned.

I didn't make these seem unreasonable, but it was so realistic that the feelings that could not be ignored by the mind and body were expressed emotionally.

He coughed a few times, watching the direction of the gate with a difficult look. I suddenly felt a feeling, and she also felt the wind with an inexplicable smell blowing from outside the door.

"... Is the other person dying?" Kan obviously couldn't understand the situation, only from the shallowest place, but this is also inevitable. After all, she is not like me, and has always been intimately intimate with that thing. Relationship.

"Everyone is accustomed to recognize that guy with reason, but, you must remember that she is definitely not understandable by human reason." I said, "If you want to touch her, follow your sensibility, Listen to your inner voice. "

"She? Who is it? Your acquaintance?" Pan asked with horror and consternation. At this time, the light that filled our vision had quickly dimmed.

When the light in the pipeline was restored to a slightly brighter level than before, the 300-meter-high gate had been opened, and what was behind the gate that had previously been obscured by too bright light was finally able to see a clear outline.

A concave and convex female figure, standing on the edge of the door, at a place higher than us, with a momentum that is trampled on, leaning slightly to overlook me and Qi below. It was a figure full of incomparable presence, as if as long as you saw this figure, your sight would invariably exclude everything except this figure. Because the sense of existence is too strong, it makes people feel that their thinking is taken away by the other party. However, now this strong sense of existence has weakened a lot compared to the light that seemed to melt away.

I have no doubt that she can release that strong sense of existence in the past.

"Yes, who is it?" Chi stared over there, shouting with a trembling voice.

The other party just hummed, but it was not disdainful or casual. It probably seemed to be an indifferent problem.

I stared at her in silence. At this time, in my vision, her outline was still not so clear, but the familiarity with her was completely the same as in the past.

"I'll pick you up, Achuan." She said so to me. And I also know that she must say so.

Yes, she came to pick me up, just like countless times in the past.

"Gao, Mr. Gao Chuan?" Qi asked me for an explanation.

"It's my wife, Fu Jiang." I replied in this way, but although it is a wife, she is not a "person" in the absolute sense.

"Ah ... ah." A stiff expression on his face.

There is no way to do such a big shock inside. I know very well that every river, including Fujiang, is enough to shock people. No, it should be more shocking than I can imagine. Moreover, if the appearance of Fujiang is still good news from a one-sided perspective, then, broadly speaking, it will definitely not be good news. No matter Fu Jiang, or any other "Jiang", it will definitely not appear for no reason, on the contrary, it will not disappear for no reason. Once she was observed, she lost sight of her again, which meant that some terrible situations that even I would die for a lifetime and for others would be dead.

Even so, she is still my wife, and I still love her deeply-in this regard, I have no doubt.

"Mr. Gao Chuan ... wife?" Qi recovered from the shock, but still had some unbelief.

At this time, I had already seen what Fujiang looked like. Although I could only feel its existence or only see the outline before, I can definitely be her, not the other "Jiang". Different "Jiangs" have different external details, including sound and appearance, when expressing human figures, and they are not completely made in a model.

Fu Jiang is still the same as he remembers. As if she did n’t change her clothes, no matter what kind of dangerous and harsh environment, her spirit and demeanor will always give people a sense of ease, even if the clothes become dirty because they touch and roll. Let her lose that strong and delicate beauty. In front of her, I couldn't help but recall the scene when I first met. In the building of the mental hospital, she just walked out of the stairs by the luck of killing the gray fog demon.

Hair style, smell, facial makeup, dress details ... Almost everything is exactly the same as the sharp and deep condition in the memory.

It was like walking out of that time.

How strong is Fu Jiang? I have never been able to estimate, but from what I saw and heard, she did not feel so powerful when she first met.

After releasing the terrifying sense of existence before, Fu Jiang himself, who can be seen clearly at this time, seems to be losing that terrible sense of existence, making people feel that the previous fear is like an illusion. I sensed the change of her, she didn't seem to realize that the pressure she had suffered had greatly diminished, and her breathing began to relax.

"Come up quickly, when will you be stunned?" Fu Jiang shouted from the top, and threw down a roll of rope. I realized that behind the 300-meter gate is not a smooth road, but directly a tens of meters high cliffs, mechanically stiff structures layered on top of each other, forming a vertical height that is difficult to land, like a giant can easily cross The threshold is the same.

At this time, it was like suddenly waking up from a nightmare, with a big breath, pale and full of incredible expressions, like suddenly wondering whether my previous fears were real-I can understand this feeling, Even Zhenjiang does not exude the indescribable sense of oppression and presence all the time. It is because these oppression and presence will suddenly disappear as if they were hallucinations. Form an incredible contrast. Moreover, it is not just a matter of feeling. Maybe I fell into a deep nightmare when I didn't know, and fell in the bottomless abyss like a dream.

I patted her on the shoulder. She seemed to be frightened and took a hard step back, only to wake up. She pressed her head, and her voice was a bit harsh, but she was not fluent than before: "Well, this is ... Mr. Gao Chuan?"

"It's better to think about stopping here." I made my suggestion.

"Is that woman ... all brought by that woman?" Pan's voice became slightly sharper, "Mr. Gao Chuan, who is she? No ... what is it?"

"At least, in this state, it can still be regarded as a human being." I can only say this, and I really think so. Fujiang in this state in front of him should still be the "representation" of human beings, but, a little earlier And, after that, what kind of new form of expression will be transformed from this form of expression is not quite sure.

"Is this a human?" Chi is clearly unacceptable. "In short ... let's go up first."

I am very happy that she has not fallen into the quagmire of this moment because of the confusion and impermanence of thinking. What she has to do now is, of course, to "go up". Out of this door, her logic is rarely within the scope of "humanity." However, although there has always been a feeling that "she will come here", it is really Fu Jiang who appears here, which is really disturbing. For Qi, it is one of the worst encounters. I think so.

Just like a patient suffering from migraine, she staggered to the rope that Fu Jiang dropped, then froze again, looking at her back, I was wondering if she had seen it before, and The "rope" she saw at this time was not the same thing. I wanted to say something, but forget it. At this time, what I said could not alleviate the suspicion in her mind, and if she asked deeper questions about Fu Jiang, even I could not answer. So far, no one can fully understand "Jiang", and I am the same.

All in all, I was one step behind and climbed up before her. Bian's movements are slow, completely lacking the previous agility during battles and marching, and the use of "injured" can't describe this dullness and weakness, just like losing soul. I was on the cliff-like "threshold", grabbed her hand, and pulled her up. These sparse and ordinary things are usually done, but at the moment, he keeps panting and looking tired.

For a long time, the sum of the equipment on her and her was heavier than I expected, and it even made me think that she who walked along this pipeline with me was actually stronger than me. Although the magic pattern can strengthen the physical quality of the magic pattern messenger, compared with the enhancement I got, my weight and strength still seem a bit abnormal. Although it is known that there are many warriors whose bodies have been transformed by the fog technology in the ruins of the ruling bureau, and Jian is obviously one of them, but this cognition cannot eliminate that sense of anomaly.

"Are you okay?" I patted her on the shoulder, and Ban just nodded and didn't speak. I first looked at the scenery on the other side of the 300-meter-high gate, probably because of standing on the threshold. I used to feel too bright on the other side, but now I have a feeling of returning to normal-it is not that the brightness has decreased. It's more like the eyes can get used to it. However, I feel that neither eye habits nor light recovery can explain this phenomenon, because Fujiang is here. The anomalies before and now seem to be normal are actually illusions-every moment that seems normal here may be composed of a series of anomalies, and we are only in the illusion that is constantly occurring, Treat the exception as normal.

The scenery outside the door is really different from what I expected, but it does not mean how weird it is. It is basically in line with the architectural style of the ruling bureau. ~ Www.readwn.com ~ The twisted and dense pipes and lines stand upright Tall buildings that are close together at different heights, the straight line segment divided from the messy curve, the corridor that starts to break from a certain place, and the abyss that continues to spread downward at the break and ca n’t see the end, and lift At the beginning, you can see the light like a starlight, flashing in the dark sky like infinity.

Even so, it is still different from the previous imagination. It was not a difference in general atmosphere, but an anomaly accumulating in detail. In any case, the scenery outside the door cannot be confused with the scenery that has passed behind the door.

However, one thing is the same: in this unusual landscape that seems to be infinitely wide and I do n’t know where it will spread, there are no clear road signs and no conspicuous direction indicators. It seems that it can pass through 360 degrees, and So there is a feeling that the road will be interrupted somewhere. Standing at a place that is not high or low and looking around at the landscape will suddenly produce a daze that does not know where to go.

Then, I turned my eyes, and Fu Jiang shook his thumb, revealing a hearty, human-like, exciting smile: "I'm not too late."

"Of course." I think what kind of expression should I show at this time, but really, there is only a smile.

"How did you find us?" Chi seemed to be finally able to speak. "... Are you called Fu Jiang? Mr. Gao Chuan's wife?"

"Really, the questions are upside down." Although complaining like this, Fu Jiang did not show any unpleasant emotions. She answered as always, "Yes, my name is Fu Jiang, and he is A Chuan's wife." She pointed at me with her thumb. A little bit, "I think you will be here, so I came by every possible means. Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise if no one opened the door, you have to find another way. This door can only be opened from the outside."