Ruyizhai

The woman's screams came from behind a door with nothing hung on it, and there was a bright white light under the door.

"what!!"

Wu Xingchen pushed open the door.

A small blood-red head was squeezed between the two open legs, and two women in white hats stood on each side of the two legs. They should be the so-called midwives in the words of women in white gauze skirts.The four midwives all saw Wu Xingchen, but they all just glanced at him, and then focused their eyes on the blood-red head.There is no doubt that this is a baby trying to get out of its mother's body.This is a delivery room.

"what!"

Following this scream, a woman's head emerged from between her raised legs for a moment, then she leaned back and disappeared.The smell of blood in the room became stronger, and a stream of blood gushed out from the baby's body. A midwife rushed to pick up the baby. She held the baby's head with one hand, pulled it out, lowered the head, and bit it off. Umbilical cord, hold the baby, hold it high.On the top of this delivery room is a whole piece of ceiling that emits pure white light. The pure white light breeds a holy, solemn, and even sacred atmosphere. In this atmosphere, everyone in the room—including the sweaty , the bloodless puerpera, including Wu Xingchen, raised their heads, held their breath, and looked up at the bloody child in the midwife's hands with a little respect.

The baby cried, and waved its two small hands clenched into fists in the air, and the blood-stained body glowed pink.It's a baby boy.His wrinkled eyes opened.His eyes were set wide apart, and his mouth was pouty, with a bunny upper lip.

The midwife holding the baby boy announced excitedly: "The evil of Artavis has come!"

The baby boy was handed over to the mother, and the midwives began to wipe the mother's lower body with towels and feed her water. The mother's face was sweating profusely, and her calves were still trembling, but she had already sat up, holding the baby boy, her face It seems to be laughing, and it seems to be crying.Wu Xingchen has never seen such a bewildering expression on anyone's face. It's not because he couldn't help but cry, nor because he was relieved. He smiled and shed tears of emotion naturally. The smile of a pregnant woman seems to be extremely Happy, but from the red corners of her eyes and tired look, it can be seen that she is still extremely sad - she reminds Wu Xingchen of those hopeless people in the war camp who can be extremely crazy and extremely calm, There are also new human beings with a well-organized life and psychics who pursue unfettered psychics in the lower world. It's really strange, why people are sitting on a seesaw, either high enough to touch the clouds, or low enough to be mud with one hand, can't they find it? To a point of balance?Isn't there an intermediate state?

He tried to analyze the reason for the woman's happiness, because of the arrival of a new life?What about her grief?The child's face is mutilated, he is not healthy, and it is even foreseeable how abrupt and eye-catching he will be among those beautiful people when he grows up.

This baby boy is going to be an outlier.

The midwives finished tidying up the mother's body and began to clean up the room.The mother got off the bed with the baby boy in her arms, and walked a few strenuous steps on the ground. No one paid any attention to her or Wu Xingchen.He seems to be transparent.The mother lowered her head to look at the baby boy, and walked behind a curtain.The curtain was very dark.Wu Xingchen thought it was just a black wall at first.He followed suit.

Where does the mother go with the baby boy?

She's barefoot, nothing... Where is she going like this?

What was she to do with the woman who was holding the child with the red birthmark that day?They were both naked and barefoot, with clean feet, and the children they held were also different.

What is the evil of Artavis?

Wu Xingchen knows that Artavis is an evil god and a witch in Caucasian mythology. She is the root of all evil. People fear her and are afraid of her, so people are kind.

Is being different here an evil, a crime?

Too many problems bothered Wu Xingchen, he had a headache, staggered, stabilized his body, and continued to walk down—yes, he felt that the flat path under his feet was extending downward.On either side of him were hard, wet walls.He thought of the hell that was always depicted as being in an underground city.According to folklore in ancient China, the underworld where people go after death has [-] underground floors, and each floor is purgatory.

Wu Xingchen asked, "Where are you going?"

His voice was quickly absorbed by the walls on both sides.

Wu Xingchen tried to reach out to grab the woman again, although the woman was only two steps away from him, but he couldn't catch him, she was always only two steps away from him.

The downward path seemed endless.Wu Xingchen became anxious, and couldn't help complaining secretly, if it's hell, quickly reveal the true face of hell!Whether black and white is impermanent, hell three-headed dog, or Anubis, there is always a messenger from hell who will show the way to those who go to hell!

Thinking of this, he looked at the woman in front of him again, her outline gradually turned white, and her figure gradually looked less like a woman.

"Ruyi Zhai!"

Wu Xingchen yelled out loudly, but rubbed his eyes, there was no such thing as wishful thinking, the woman walking in front of him was still holding the baby boy and turned to look at him.Women and children disappeared.

Wu Xingchen yelled: "Orpheus!" and ran forward, unexpectedly he plunged into a wide square within a few steps.It was very dark around the square, so he held up the firefly lamp in his hand to illuminate it, and after looking for it, he saw the luminous woman again. She was carrying the baby boy up a small hill made of chaotic rocks.

This square is full of hillsides made of chaotic rocks.

Wu Xingchen was completely confused, is this really underground?Did what he was worried about happen?His sense of space was also affected by the brain replacement surgery and lost its sensitivity?He raised his head and tried to find the ceiling or some satellite that appeared at night. Under the already very faint light of fireflies, he could barely make out a flat roof. There were no flashing red artificial satellites entering the earth, and no stars, but he was not sure. It is asserted that this place is really underground. After all, on any moonless and cloudy night, the sky you look up at is just such a dark look.

Around, besides the pile of rocks, you can also see some dead trees growing in disorder among the rocks, much like the set of a stage play.Some yellow mottled lines can be seen on the surface of the stone.A sulfur smell entered Wu Xingchen's nose.

or hell...

In the folk anecdotes of ancient Japan, the holy hot springs with the smell of sulfur are always associated with hell.

Flames can be seen everywhere, they are scurrying in the campfire, sticking out their tongues in the red-hot metal basin containing the firewood, and some are busy cooking a large clay pot.Wu Xingchen walked forward on the hard ground, the woman disappeared into the chaotic rocks, a chestnut horse was suspended in the air, its body was divided into six pieces, each piece was hoisted by four steel wires, and a horse was pieced together. There was a toy-like baby girl lying on the ground, surrounded by a group of red beetles, approaching, Wu Xingchen found that one eye socket of this child was empty, she was not a model toy, she was just dead up.Her body has been embalmed, she doesn't smell any strange, it feels slippery to the touch, and her skin is still elastic. She opened her mouth, and a red beetle crawled out of it.

In a piece of wild grass, Wu Xingchen saw a woman was pierced by a long iron thorn, her knees were scratched, and there was a pale naked man with open eyes not far away, look carefully Two steel wires could be seen passing through his eyelids, lifting them.The man opened his mouth, and a baby was also suspended by the wire, hanging by his mouth.Babies have no heads and pale bodies.These are dead people, all corpses.The man and the baby against his mouth resembled the new painting in the gallery.

In the distance, there is a green grass field with many trees planted and many flowers blooming. Wu Xingchen saw a woman in a white gauze skirt sitting on the grass weaving a wreath, and the place farther away was dark again.

This place is like the hell described by Bosch.

The firefly lamp in Wu Xingchen's hand was completely extinguished.He noticed that the woman weaving the wreath was staring in a certain direction, Wu Xingchen looked over, and he saw that the youth guide who had shown him around the headquarters earlier was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, with an easel in front of him.

Wu Xingchen walked towards him quickly, the tour guide saw him, and greeted him cordially: "Mr. Wu, it's you."

Wu Xingchen opened his mouth and asked, "Where is this place?"

The tour guide patted him on the back with concern: "Speak slowly, speak slowly, are you lost?"

Wu Xingchen pointed to the ground and then to the surroundings. He thought of a possibility: "Is this the set for the stage play to be performed at the Artavis Festival? Is this the underground? Those who died are here Someone who died accidentally?"

The guide said, "Would you like a glass of water?"

He said, "Come on, this way."

When Wu Xingchen heard about drinking water, he waved his hands again and again, and glanced at the easel in front of the tour guide. There was a pencil draft on the easel. After chatting a few strokes, he outlined a pile of rocks on the loess with wild strokes.

"You also love to draw?" Wu Xingchen asked.

The guide led Wu Xingchen to the grass, and he said, "Painting? That's Mr. Teng Yu's talent. What a great talent he has. His body is like..." He looked at Wu Xingchen's hand. The firefly lamp in the book, "is like this glass jar, and those great souls are like the fireflies in the jar, they shine at night, guiding the way for passers-by who are lost in the forest."

Wu Xingchen shook the jar: "Then die."

The guide laughed heartily: "Death is not the end."

Wu Xingchen interrupted him: "Did you see a woman walking by with a boy in her arms?"

The tour guide said: "This is the trial hell."

He added: "This is also a paradise on earth."

Wu Xingchen said, "Isn't that Bosch's triptych?"

The guide was noncommittal. He took Wu Xingchen to a red tent. Wu Xingchen looked inside. The tent looked like a strange house, gathering rare and exotic animals from all over the world. The one-eyed crocodile in the tank was exactly the same as the one he had seen at Clara's place, and there were also one-horned antelopes, butterflies and moth specimens.They stepped in, and Wu Xingchen saw a pair of human skin nailed in a glass box next to several specimens of oleander moths.It was the skin of a baby, a boy, with a big red birthmark on his face.

In the tent, two men in white cloaks and pointed hats were stirring something in a pot.Wu Xingchen glanced at it, and there was a baby boy with a cracked upper lip lying in the pot of water that hadn't boiled yet.He was busy trying to salvage him, but the tour guide stopped him and said, "Mr. Wu, here, this is what the majority will do. The minority obeys the majority. Isn't this the root of all order? If you think the way here No, you can choose to report to the police, you can't stop the wishes of the majority, and the child is dead."

"But...but..." Wu Xingchen faltered, wanted to refute the guide, but couldn't refute at all, and had a splitting headache, so he had to run out of the tent.

The guide followed him, helped Wu Xingchen to sit down on a stone, and said calmly: "You are right, this is the performance stage that will be used in the Artavis Festival, and the audience will be there ’” he pointed to a black wall, “they would sit there and watch how all unfortunate lives born with evil, and those who were suddenly possessed by evil, were comforted. People thanked them from the bottom of their hearts, It is because of them that no evil will befall anyone, they are all great people with great souls."

"No..." Wu Xingchen got tired of his calm voice, waved his hands, lowered his head, trying to drive the words out of his memory, "This is not right..."

For some reason, the combination of "greatness" and "soul" sounded alarm bells in his heart. He calmed down and said, "What did these children do? Is being ugly a sin?"

"Ugly? Well, fresh word, what's its antonym?"

"Beautiful... maybe." Wu Xingchen was not sure, he should ask Ruyizhai for advice.

The guide seemed to understand the meaning of ugliness, saying, "Perhaps you can understand that the ugly ones brought panic."

"Panic? What panic? Isn't this the natural production you pursue, the result of natural selection? Before genetic experiments were perfected, people were divided into beautiful and ugly, tall, short, fat and thin! You criticize the new human beings as having no soul, but You kill life directly!" Wu Xingchen was emotional.

The guide said: "But this world is full of beauty that is different from ugliness. Only beauty will be passed down. There is no room for ugliness to survive. Isn't it better to eliminate ugliness before it becomes conscious? Is it kinder to go to ruin?"

He also said: "You're so excited, you might consider doing a listening session or two and hearing what your inner black dog has to say to you, it will bring you peace of mind."

"What did it tell you?" Wu Xingchen looked at the guide.

The tour guide smiled, but did not answer.Wu Xingchen said: "You learned all this from Teng Rong, right? Your president...he is the leader of a cult! These set of rhetoric...he learned it from the psychic in the upper world Right? Do you know what the listening session was like before? People just gathered together to talk about the spiritual devastation they suffered in the upper world. When did it start to deteriorate? Mr. Tour Guide..." Wu Xingchen swallowed Spit, "Do you know how Teng Rong's so-called past life soul call is done? Or is it that you bring different people down every night, go to different rooms, hypnotize them and confuse them while they are half asleep and half awake." He looked wearing the guide's shoes, "Can I see your feet?"

The guide took off his shoes, and Wu Xingchen was sure that the shadowy man he saw in Tongtian Tower just now was him!

Wu Xingchen couldn't believe it, the tour guide who always sounded so reasonable when he spoke turned out to be Teng Rong's accomplice!Wu Xingchen said: "Why did you do this? What benefit did Teng Rong give you? What did he tell you? Have you been brainwashed by him?? Is it because of the big phoenix tail? Do you know that he is in your food?" Did you put medicine in the water?"

The guide put on his shoes, stood up and said, "You are lost, please go this way."

Wu Xingchen grabbed him: "You know Teng Rong... Maybe the current Teng Rong is not Teng Rong??!"

The tour guide looked at him: "What do you mean?"

Wu Xingchen raised his hand, pointed to his wrist and said, "Only those who have worn the terminal and then removed it will leave such red dot marks on their hands! Teng Rong has never applied for the citizenship of the alliance. Teng Yu is the one who applied for citizenship! I see! The movies and oil paintings you played were all found in Teng Yu’s terminal, right? The police department returned his terminal to you after handling the case. Right? Or did you confiscate the terminals of the new humans who came to join? The so-called past lives..." Wu Xingchen choked up suddenly, "Bosch..."

There is no record of Bosch in the terminal of the new humans, except the terminal of the war camp, but how could Teng Yu have been to the war camp?

He didn't know what to say for a while, the guide patted the back of his hand and led him to an apple tree.They are back in "Paradise on Earth".

"Then who do you think Mr. Teng Rong is now?"

"Of course it's Teng Yu..." Wu Xingchen said with some hesitation.He has no proof.

"Then why did Teng Yu do this?"

"His brother donated x12, he loved that painting, he was very angry, there might have been some dispute between the brothers, he killed his brother, in order to escape the punishment that would come with stealing and killing, pretended to live as Teng Rong, he didn't I know for what purpose, I have been expanding the power of the church..."

"Purpose? Those like-minded people came here spontaneously." The tour guide picked off an apple and handed it to Wu Xingchen: "You said that the food and water here are drugged, but this is just picked of."

Wu Xingchen smiled: "Have you never had any doubts? Can the entire church be maintained by selling floors?"

The guide took a bite of the apple and said, "Ah, you want to talk about the pharmaceutical factory?"

The tour guide smiled: "I don't know if that friend of yours has found the pharmaceutical factory."

Wu Xingchen took a step back, why did this guide appear here?Why do you have to talk to him so much?Why do you have to listen to him so much?What does he want from him?What is his purpose? ?

The tour guide looked at the man who raised his eyelids, and said, "But it doesn't matter anymore."

Wu Xingchen became more vigilant, and an indescribable feeling of panic hit his chest, perhaps this feeling was the "ominous premonition" in the movie.

bump!

A loud explosion exploded above their heads.

The apple tree shook twice, and many apples fell down. The guide and Wu Xingchen looked up together.

Could it be that Chiying's bomb detonated? ?