Squeak, squeak …
The sound of something teetering on the verge of collapse was ear-piercing and rough.
It was the rusty and dilapidated basketball stand that was swaying. It was half tilted, and the pillar could barely support the pile of debris, but the backboard and basket were about to fall into the dark puddles on the ground. It was not the original cement ground, but a stinking swamp. The shadow cast by the basketball stand was also swaying in the puddles.
It was like the caw of a crow, piercing through the gray sky, breaking the claustrophobic silence with its strangeness.
This caw also pulled Gu Jun out of the stagnant darkness. His heart started beating again, and his mind was reconnected.
He opened his eyes and looked around. The gaps between the branches blocked most of his vision. This was a withered tree. Some dried leaves that had been dead for a long time were still hanging on the branches. Eternal death seemed to have suddenly descended, causing these leaves to be unable to move at all in an instant.
But there was no dead tree in the basketball court.
Just now … What happened …
Gu Jun pressed his aching head and pushed himself up from the ground. His backpack and other things were still on him, but his surroundings had changed. The dark and damp swamp, the dead forest, the dark and stinking water, and the twisted weeds had all overlapped with the basketball stand.
Just like the basketball stand at the end of the alley, it had always been built on this dead land.
"Just now … Dumby suddenly mutated … and then …"
Gu Jun tried his best to recall, but there were some chaotic scenes that assaulted his mind, but he could not organize them well. He was like a patient with amnesia who could not recall the memories he had lost. He could only press his head and think as he carefully explored his surroundings.
Dumby, Chen Xing, and the others must have consumed the black liquid and accepted the power of the black mountain goat, causing a huge mutation in their bodies.
He did not know what was going on in biology. The knowledge that humans had now and the limits of the profound meaning that they could grasp were quite limited. He did not want to dwell on those questions for the time being. The key was that these "negative choices" in the alley seemed to have become another kind of existence …
At that time, a black fog suddenly gathered in the sky.
It seemed to descend along with Dumby's call for "Mom," and the one he was calling should be Shub-Niggurath …
Gu Jun stepped on the weeds and bypassed the puddles of water. The original cement ground had not completely disappeared. There were still some broken pieces of cement half-submerged in the grey-black soil. He stepped on these pieces of cement and walked through this swamp.
This appeared to be the foreign world.
He looked at the gray sky and easily came to this conclusion.
This was because he had seen this part of the sky before. It was not only from the illusions and the memories of the Spiritual Children, but he had also experienced and witnessed it with his own eyes.
The sky here was the same as the sky in the space with the high walls.
Back then, he had personally blown up the Mutated Banyan Passageway. Now, he had returned to this world once more.
Di —
Suddenly, the sound of an electronic alarm interrupted Gu Jun's thoughts and made him break out in a cold sweat. The sudden sound came from under his feet.
If not for this alarm, he would not have noticed it. A yellow public bike was buried deep in the swamp. Only a small part of the front of the bike was exposed above the surface of the swamp. The alarm came from it. This was the bike that Chen Xing used to circle the swamp.
'Chen Xing …'
The PEEK skull on the right side of Gu Jun's forehead started to crack again. He had to press down hard on it or else something would explode.
He was reminded of some other memories. In the end, Chen Xing drove the bike straight at him. Deputy Captain Cao fired at Chen Xing, and then …
The strange memories kept pulling at him. Sharp bones poked out from Chen Xing's body, and Chen Xing's hands became … like guillotines …
It was unclear whether the memory triggered his nerves or his nose really picked up the scent of blood, the scent of human blood.
Gu Jun frowned. He used his leg to poke at the exposed front of the bike. As if he had triggered a mechanism, the swamp that the bike was in started to rumble. The bike sank into the swamp, but something had flipped up.
He looked at it, and his eyes suddenly focused. The veins on his forehead bulged.
It was a bald old face that looked terrified. It was one of the three old men. He was the old man who had scolded Chen Xing when he was almost hit by Chen Xing.
The old man's face was split open … No, it was split open from the top of his head. His skin and skull were split open. His blood was mixed with the dirty water of the swamp …
And the head where the face was was not connected to the neck. It was split in half.
Chen Xing had gotten into an argument because he scolded his neighbor for being too noisy. Then, he used a kitchen knife to chop his neighbor. He had schizophrenia because he wanted to get rich overnight …
"Is Chen Xing a negative choice?" Gu Jun asked the surroundings. The anger and confusion in his heart, and the thick smell of decay around him seemed to be tearing him apart. "Isn't this scum? What did this old man do to you? Lin Jing, what are you thinking about? What are you thinking about? "
He did not understand if these people, the believers of the Black Mountain Goat, had any grand ideals.
Let the negative choice defeat the positive choice? Or did they want to inflict the suffering they had suffered on others? Or did they want to use the power of darkness to do whatever they wanted?
After Gu Jun learned about Lin Jing's background, he was a little confused.
His own background was complicated, but it was not as humble, helpless, and shackled by a tragic fate like Lin Jing. He could not even think of how Lin Jing could break out of the shackles. From his position, he could say a lot of ideas that did not hurt his back. But in reality, without external forces, without the environment, and without the thinking created by the environment, that was not Lin Jing's predicament, nor was it the predicament of someone like Lin Jing.
A young girl, because of a high fever when she was a child, there was something wrong with her nervous system. She was abandoned by her divorced parents and taken care of by her grandmother. Because she would be aggressive when she was sick, from the age of four, she was locked in a small house that was a few square meters in size by her grandmother until she was nineteen.
Other than a broken bed, a broken quilt, and a toilet, there was almost nothing in the small house. How could she break out of the shackles of fate?
This kind of thing actually happened everywhere.
Such negative choices had their own misfortunes.
Therefore, when he was in Lin Jing's house, Gu Jun wondered if it was this kind of life that caused Lin Jing to walk on this path, but now …
"Why?" Gu Jun asked.
But there was not the slightest echo around him, not even a hazy auditory hallucination, and the crows no longer cawed.
Gu Jun took a deep breath. He could not bear to look at the cracked old man's face again. The current situation did not allow him to pick up the head and take it away for burial. He looked around again. How many dangers were hidden, and he did not know how the others were doing …
At this time, he focused his ears and vaguely heard a painful cry coming from afar. It seemed to be the voice of Cao Yicong and the others.
Gu Jun immediately headed in that direction, holding the Carlop scalpel in his hand, he walked carefully.
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