Since The Red Moon Appeared

The person who had died appeared at the old dean's house, looking at himself with a gentle smile.

An indescribable sense of weirdness surged into my heart.

If such a weird scene occurs in an ordinary person’s home, then Lu Xin and others, who are used to seeing weird events, will not feel moved. The weird events caused by mental pollution are endless. This one can even be said to be a little ordinary. .

However, this is the home of the old dean, the home of a researcher who stands at the highest point in the spiritual realm.

Such a person, how could there be dead people in the family?

Especially, everyone present has their own ways to distinguish between false and true, but looking at the living person in front of them, they all have an extreme sense of astonishment in their hearts. It seems that the brain is slightly numb, which confuses reality, and feels unexpectedly. It's so real...

With a frown and a smile, every detail is vivid.

Everyone stayed slightly at the door, and after a long time, no one spoke.

Especially Lu Xin, at this moment, he suddenly pressed the corner of his mouth tightly, turned around abruptly, and looked to the left and right.

He was looking for his sister. .

Because he suddenly discovered that the conditions of these three people seem to be very similar to his sister...

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"What are you doing standing at the door?"

Just when everyone was in an extreme trance, he suddenly heard someone in the room smiling.

In an instant, countless eyes focused on the past.

A sense of reality that has been far removed has also returned to everyone.

The man was wearing a dark dress, even if it was at home, he still looked a little serious and upright. What was not consistent with his clothes and temperament was that he was wearing an apron and holding two plates of food in his hand. , The smile is gentle and close.

The old dean.

The moment it was clear that it was him, at least two or three people took a step back subconsciously.

"Come in quickly..."

The old dean held a steaming plate in one hand, smiled and looked out the door, seeming to blame.

This seems to be a very normal scene.

But a certain impact with a strong contrast gives people an invisible fear in their hearts.

"call……"

At this moment, Lu Xin was the first to react.

He saw his younger sister, who was lying on the dirty wall in the hallway behind him, stretched her head, and watched vigilantly at the teacher and the two children in the room. She seemed a little surprised, even scared. More, it is also doubtful.

Lu Xin couldn't find the answer in such a short time.

Therefore, he was silent for a moment, then took his sister over, hugged him, and then nodded toward the room:

"OK."

"..."

Lu Xin was the first to walk into the old dean's house, put the fruit on the kitchen cabinet next to him, and then politely looked at his mother:

"Do you need to change your shoes?"

"..."

"no, I'm fine……"

The mother hurriedly waved her hands, like a mistress who couldn't bear to scold the guests.

But it was the old dean who was talking. While smiling, he put the dishes on the long table and said with a smile: "Just come in."

"The world after the red moon, I really can't be too vigilant and healed my habit of cleanliness."

"..."

Listening to the old dean's kind and usual humorous words, everyone's mood is extremely complicated.

Under the hospitality of the hostess, or the teacher and the old dean, she slowly walked into the room and came to the living room. She saw this small and cozy home, and also saw the one that seemed to be for this gathering. I could sit down all the people, so I bought the long table specially, and saw the table full of dishes, and then my body became a little stiff, and I sat down slowly.

"Don't worry, go and wash your hands. There are a few more dishes, which will be ready soon."

The old dean smiled and ordered, and then returned to the kitchen. Everyone got up subconsciously and went to the bathroom to wash their hands.

"The next dish should be dried fish..."

Lu Xin slowly swept across the long table in the irritating eyes of everyone.

He saw that it was filled with braised chicken legs, scrambled eggs with shrimp paste, choy sum in oil, boiled lamb, stinky tofu with garlic sauce, and other dishes.

Scenes of familiar scenes echoed in front of his eyes, and he suddenly understood why the old dean was so prepared, and even guessed the dishes behind. Sure enough, when he was thinking about it, the old dean brought out the last dish and gently placed it on the table.

Everyone had a complicated expression and looked at these dishes without saying a word.

These are the dishes that everyone liked most when they were in the orphanage.

The world at that time was too chaotic, and food sources were scarce.

Even if it was a place like the Red Moon Orphanage, the old dean had to ask the chickens to lay their eggs quickly.

But even in such an environment, the old dean insisted on giving them adequate nutrition, and even made something delicious for them every week, and told them stories and told them every time before doing it. How delicious these things are...

Before eating, let everyone look forward to it. After eating, we even have to discuss how delicious this thing is.

Whoever is more obedient, maybe next time he will cook his favorite food again.

That's really a ritual thing.

The old dean has put all the things everyone loves to eat on the table now, including No. 8's favorite stinky tofu.

But there is no Lu Xin, because Lu Xin didn't like anything at that time.

Braised chicken drumsticks are actually a favorite of Teacher Xiaolu.

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"Well, it's better to have a little bit of a rush, I'll just eat!"

The old dean brought the last dishes to the table, didn't even take off the apron, and sat down on the top with a smile.

A long table is separated from Lu Xin, facing away.

Everyone’s eyes were looking at him, watching him carefully, and saw that there were actually many wrinkles on his face, and the hair on both sides was also gray, and the smile on his face seemed to be sincere, with a kind of From the heart, sincere and satisfying.

"You eat, you haven't seen it for many years, you must have a lot to talk about, so let's not bother."

After everyone sat down, the mother helped pick the bowls and chopsticks, served the soup, and then took the two children and nodded with a smile.

She returned to the next room and closed the door gently.

Sitting on the fourteenth on Lu Xin's left hand, suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Xin nervously.

Lu Xin nodded slightly, understanding what he wanted to say.

The mother and two children disappeared after entering the room, as if they had never appeared before.

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"Everyone is here, right?"

The words of the old dean brought Lu Xin's attention back to reality.

He smiled and picked up the towel, wiped his hands, and graciously scanned the faces of the people present, and then called out the names according to the seats of each sitting at the long table: "Number five, number eight, ten. Four, nine, small nineteen, two, three..."

"Well, there is number seven..."

"..."

Then he nodded in satisfaction: "Eight people, great."

It's nice that no one on the table echoed this sentence, just a slight astonishment.

The old dean did not mention the seventeenth.

"However, three people are still missing."

The old dean didn’t wait for Lu Xin to question, so he smiled and nodded, and said, “I remember there is a girl named Zeng Xiaolu in the orphanage. Is she now a teacher in Qinggang? Yes, how much is she? It’s a little different from us, but it’s good to come."

"There are two more people, one is number one, he is now, well, it is not convenient to come over."

"There is another one, on the twelfth, hehe, this kid is really too good at hiding. For so many years, he is the only one out of my sight. I even spent a little time looking for him before. But he was never found."

"However, it doesn't matter anymore. At every class reunion, someone will always be absent, right?"

"..."

As everyone listened to the words of the old dean, the feeling of astonishment in their hearts became more and more unbearable.

This is a feeling of extreme tearing.

On the one hand, everyone felt kindness from his words.

It's really like the feeling of meeting with elders who depended on respect when I was young, and grow up more cordially.

On the other hand, I couldn't stop panicking.

Every word he said seemed like an invisible blade, gently scraping across the skin, and the coolness penetrated into the bone marrow.

Especially when he said that only the 12th escaped his sight...

As if the invisible cold, everyone's cheeks are slightly stiff.

Lu Xin raised his head in this coldness, he hugged his sister in his arms, his eyes condensed, and he looked at the old dean:

"Do you really treat this as a party?"

"..."

This was the first time he had spoken with the old dean after entering the door.

And when he couldn't help saying this, the cold mental power radiated out invisibly.

This makes the people on the table finally feel a little more at ease.

Although the cold and depressing power, it would not be more relaxing than Mu Chunfeng's smile.

But sitting next to the old dean, the sense of panic and discomfort enveloped them, making them unbearable.

On the contrary, it was Lu Xin's cold attitude that made people feel a little better.

"this……"

Lu Xin questioned politely, which seemed to make the old dean a little embarrassed.

He raised his head, wiped his glasses with the tablecloth, and hesitated: "At least now, it is indeed a long-lost party, isn't it?"

He actually seemed to have a vaguely pleading taste: "Can't you give me a little time to talk to everyone?"

Lu Xin fell silent.

He didn't know how to refuse the old dean who spoke like this.

At the original Red Moon Orphanage, I had no emotions at first.

Regardless of whether the old dean treats him well or badly, there is none.

At a certain moment, I suddenly opened the gate of feelings, so everything in the past, gray memories, all have colors, feelings that I could not perceive, also appeared with the memory of temperature, and poured in at the same time. To my heart.

Therefore, I really have no memory of having a cordial conversation with the old dean.

Because of this, some expectations?

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"Come here, I prepared two bottles of wine, which were all good things before the Red Moon Incident."

Lu Xin's silence made the old dean let out a long sigh of relief. As if in a hurry, he hurriedly smiled to adjust the atmosphere on the table, smiled and took out two bottles of good wine he prepared in advance, and then forcefully Screwing the lid: "Everyone, drink a little..."

"Before you were young, I didn't teach you to drink, and I would scold you when you secretly drink..."

"But now, after all, they are all grown up..."

"..."

He poured the wine into the glass, and then looked at it one by one, and No. 7 delivered the wine to everyone.

His face was full of relief and joy. After placing the cup in front of everyone, he smiled and picked it up.

"After you left the orphanage, you did a great job. Especially recently, the threat posed by the third coming is even greater than the Red Moon Incident, but the real damage caused by the Red Moon Incident is not as good as that caused by the Red Moon Incident. %..."

"I know, you have done a lot of effort in this matter."

"I am proud of you."

"Haha, to be honest, my teachers are those who started the study of spiritual power in the first generation. Their starting point is still good. However, in the end they fell into the stereotypes. They used the sign of restarting the world and really wanted What we did was to learn from Noah’s Ark. But we don’t believe this. Meeting mountains to open mountains and meeting water to control water are the ideals we pursue..."

"This cup, I respect you amazing children..."

"..."

He said, feeling slightly, then raised his wine glass, frowned, and drank it.

The orphanage classmates who were sitting sternly at the table and no one touched their cups were a little unnatural.

Is this glass of wine to drink or not to drink?

Lu Xin was also a little uncertain. He silently watched the old dean drank the cup, tapping his fingers unconsciously.

After two or three seconds, he slowly picked up the cup and took a sip.

Except for the spicy, there is no other taste.

When other people saw it, they all picked up their cups, either dried them up in one bite, or tasted a bite, or just took one end.

The atmosphere seems to have really become a bit relaxed.

"Unexpectedly, it really grew up in a blink of an eye..."

The old dean seemed to have opened the chatterbox, raising his chopsticks to beckon everyone to pick up the food, and smiled: "Think about it when I was in the yard, there were still a bunch of children. Although they are somewhat different from others, I understand. Yes, they are all kind children. Now that I see you, I have confirmed my thoughts. When the kind children grow up, they are all kind people who do very well..."

Everyone's expressions are slightly weird.

Is the old dean really chatting with everyone about family life?

His smile, his words, and his behavior are all so normal...

But, who is really normal?

"Come on, taste these dishes, hope the taste hasn't changed..."

The old dean was kind and enthusiastic: "Dry fish is your favorite. Fourteen. Remember when you were a kid, you and No.12 sneaked out to dig mud loach in order to eat this bite. As a result, the security guards in the entire yard were alarmed. Two armed vehicles were dispatched..."

"Well, but depending on your current figure, it's better to eat more vegetarian food in the future..."

"It's good to drench the vegetable heart. You can rinse it before you eat it..."

"..."

On the fourteenth, she had a bitter face, dared not to eat, nor dared not to eat it, stretched out her hand and arm to pick up the chopsticks and vegetables, and rinsed it in a tea bowl before eating.

No one else moved their chopsticks, they all sat upright, their bodies leaning back.

"You all eat too..."

Persuaded by the old dean, he seemed to continue speaking.

But at this moment, the fifth suddenly interrupted the old dean, her thin face turned to the old dean, and she smiled faintly:

"Dean, listening to what you just said, you don't seem to approve of the Alpine Lab's plan?"

"..."

"……Yes."

The old dean was interrupted by her, startled slightly, and slowly put down his chopsticks.

The expression on his face adjusted, then smiled, adjusted from the state of chatting, and nodded gently:

"Their plan is actually another form of compromise."

"Although it is theoretically feasible, I don't think they can really succeed."

"In the beginning it was a sea, which can be diluted to all the impurities, even if it is the only consciousness, it is also a kind of impurities."

"In the end, it will definitely be diluted..."

"They hope they can wait until the restart of civilization, maybe, they can only wait for a dream that can't be awakened?"

"In the beginning, it was not a certain consciousness, or spiritual trait, or even authority, that could be grasped."

"Just as there can be only one emotion in a person's life, or there can be only one thought in this world."

"The only consciousness is indeed a miracle created by a generation of researchers."

"But this will definitely not be the key that can help humans escape the beginning or open a new world."

"..."

Everyone listened to the words of the old dean, and the hesitation in their hearts reached the extreme.

"So……"

When Lu Xin heard this, he couldn't help but opened his mouth and looked at the old dean seriously: "What do you think is this key?"

Facing these problems, the old dean smiled bitterly, and said, "Is it necessary to talk about these now?"

Others didn't seem to expect that the old dean would ask this, their expressions were a bit surprised.

Lu Xin nodded lightly and said, "Yes, Dean, this is what we are concerned about now."

Perhaps this was too ruthless, perhaps after sitting down, everyone was cautious and vigilant, and never let go.

The old dean finally shook his head slightly and put down his chopsticks.

He poured a glass of wine by himself, slowly picked it up, drank it for a while, and then whispered:

"In my opinion, consciousness and traits, or authority, are not controllable, or even a weapon against the original..."

"However, it was really not really impossible to fight at all at first."

"logic……"

He said it with a heavy voice, and then said: "Logic is the key to solving all this."

"It is impossible for humans to fight against or control God, even to predict and understand the concept of'God'."

"But logic can."

"..."

"logic……"

The words of the old dean made everyone present slightly surprised.

They remembered that they had heard on the 5th before that the old dean had studied logic in recent years.

Mobius logic.

"In the beginning, it will definitely come, just like the tide, based on a deeper instinct."

The old dean spoke in a low voice, telling some amazing truths as if talking about the family:

"A generation of researchers regarded the inheritance of civilization as the most important thing. This is a seemingly sensible, but in fact, unnecessary behavior."

"First of all, they may not be able to maintain their sanity until the world restarts."

"Secondly, when the world restarts, a new civilization will inevitably be born, so why should we guide it?"

"For them, our civilization may not be an impurity."

"And if you really want to fight against the beginning, you need logic."

"Just as if you want to clean up a certain kind of pollution, the easiest way is to find its logical chain, cut off its logic, or lead its logic into chaos. The same reasoning is required at the beginning. It requires logic, but it also needs to break the routine. Imagination."

"..."

While talking, he picked up the towel on his hand and smiled: "Can a piece of paper have only one side?"

As he spoke, he turned left and right, folded a little, and formed a Mobius ring.

"Look, it sounds impossible, but it can be done with only a small change."

"In the beginning, it was actually the same."

"It is powerful, chaotic, irresistible, unavoidable..."

"However, if you consider it from a rational perspective, you will find that it may not be the enemy."

"It is just the other side of us, a projection of the subconscious mind of us and countless generations of civilization."

"Theoretically speaking, it originally existed in the depths of each of us's consciousness, and we are all in the original embrace."

"These are two sides of a piece of paper, and they are also one."

"Like straw, spring goes and autumn comes, withered and withered, but the grains are full, and buds grow on the ground."

"Is this a death or a new life?"

"Considering from this perspective, is the initial arrival a nightmare or a gift of life?"

"..."

"This……"

The people present were a little nervous, as if there was an invisible big hand kneading in their hearts.

The old dean's tone was too relaxed, and he spoke very calmly, but it made people feel a certain kind of huge panic surging even more.

"you……"

No. 8 suddenly couldn't help but speak, and paused: "Dean, what on earth do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do..."

The old dean hesitated slightly, as if this was a very difficult question.

He raised his head subconsciously and looked at a room next to him. This was the room where the teacher and the two children disappeared.

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"Have I told you before?"

The old dean was silent for a long time before repliing softly: "I hate the Red Moon incident."

No one answered, everyone was quietly waiting for him to continue.

The old dean drank the remaining half a glass of wine in the glass, and then whispered: "Before the Red Moon incident, I was actually an ordinary person. However, such an ordinary me met my wife. She is a particularly kind and beautiful person. She married me who had never achieved anything, and is willing to spend a lifetime with me, an ordinary person in the world."

"She gave birth to two children for me, they are very smart and very cute."

"I often think, how can an ordinary person like me have such a good wife and such a good child?"

"I'm really, so lucky."

"..."

Thinking of the family portrait that I saw on the desk of the old dean, and thinking of the gentle and amiable woman I saw when I just walked in, and two smart and cute children, everyone was faintly born. I felt a little depressed.

The better the old dean said, the more people have a premonition of unknown.

"When the Red Moon incident happened, my wife killed two children and jumped off the building holding their bodies."

The old dean suddenly said it, causing the pores of the person at the table to suddenly open slightly, and the cold penetrated in.

His face faintly turned pale without knowing when.

Even the eyes that were gentle but still firm enough before seemed to fade slightly and lost their focus.

"It's like a nightmare..."

He sighed in a low voice, and there seemed to be some illusion in his voice: "They just died like that, they died without nostalgia."

"Even their deaths are buried in the chaos brought about by the Red Moon incident, which seems to be nothing to mention."

"However, this is by no means trivial to me."

"I saw them alive and with me countless times in my dreams, and then I woke up and accepted this fact."

"So, I often think about it..."

The old dean seemed to have a slight wry smile on his lips: "If the dream is real and the reality is a dream, that's fine..."

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Everyone here seems to have tightened their bodies subconsciously.

They can feel the deep sadness of the old dean, and the regret that they cannot forget after so many years.

However, this does not seem to be a new topic.

As the old dean said, their deaths have been concealed into the chaos brought about by the Red Moon incident...

In that catastrophe that turned 70% of the world's people into lunatics, how many people died? How many people have lost their loved ones? How many people go to sleep like the old dean every night, and then wake up crying bitterly?

Let this disaster pass like a dream, many people have similar ideas...

The old dean...

"So, I've been thinking since then..."

The old dean slowly showed a smile on his face when everyone was depressed and thinking carefully:

"How on earth to turn this idea into reality?"

"..."

"Huh!"

At this moment, everyone felt a little creepy, and even the seventh closest to the old dean shrank subconsciously.

The old dean's smile was calm, but it gave people a great sense of oppression.

At this moment on the 5th, the first one to straighten up, she looked at the old dean directly, and said, "This is impossible."

The old dean met her aggressive eyes, did not deliberately evade, nor looked directly.

Instead, he gently shook his head and said:

"In the world after the Red Moon event, nothing is impossible..."

"..."

The smile on his face seemed to grow thicker and thicker, saying: "After the Red Moon incident, I saw countless madness and weirdness. I experienced the scene of lunatics running everywhere in this world. After being abandoned by a generation of researchers and facing a desperate situation, I have seen a strange incident that is beyond common sense, and I have also seen heinous blood and cruelty..."

"So, I miss the civilized world before the Red Moon Incident more and more."

"Not only for me, but also for the people struggling in this desperate world, for the miserable people..."

"People, living in a civilized world is the luckiest thing."

"Living in a chaotic world is the most tragic thing."

"What's even more desperate is that we can't choose which world we live in..."

"..."

He spoke in a calm and weird tone, making everyone's heart beating.

After a long time, he paused slightly and smiled:

"So, I began to work hard to find and organize my thoughts, trying to find a way out for this desperate world."

"I have read through many rituals of the mysterious organization before the Red Moon Incident and the endless spiritual pollution cases afterwards. Under the endless strange and absurd appearance, I found a fact, that is, whether it is some mysterious organization or Some people with special abilities seem to be able to create life, or they can bring the dead life back to this world..."

"This kind of life may be bizarre, but they can also communicate and even think..."

"I quickly thought of one thing. It was a cult organization that I destroyed with the research institute before the Red Moon incident."

"You said ~www.readwn.com~ is such a life real?"

"..."

"you……"

Hearing this, No.5 finally couldn't help it, and felt the madness and obsession in the words of the old dean.

Her voice became sharp subconsciously: "So, you did this to resurrect the dead wife and children?"

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"No……"

The old dean gently shook his head, looked at her with a smile, and corrected:

"Child, I want to resurrect the world that was killed by the red moon, prosperous and orderly, and everyone can live happily..."

"I want to make the appearance of the Red Moon in the past few decades a nightmare in people's memory."