Chapter 1049 The End After the End (Part 1)

Lu Mingfei heard something seem to be opened in the darkness. It might be a door, a box, or a book.

Then the indescribable sound was so deep that it spread to the depths of the limit of thought, like the ripples of a stone thrown in the middle of a lake, or like the aftermath of a star exploding in the dark universe. He couldn't really hear what the invisible, expanding sound was like. He could only barely imagine how majestic, sad, and bloody an epic it was with some thorns as its crown.

The first thing Lu Mingfei regained was his balance, so it was accompanied by a feeling of weightlessness.

As he fell in the darkness, his brain lost control of the familiar gravity constant. It received physiological signals from inside the body and sensory information from the outside, reminding him that you were in danger, do something quickly.

But Lu Mingfei didn't feel that he was in danger, and even felt like yawning. Because he knew that he was dreaming, and all the fear in the dream came from the lack of understanding of his own situation. His brain guided him to make wrong judgments and led to the spread of panic.

If you fall into panic, the amygdala rushes here and there to urge the secretion of adrenaline and other related hormones, speed up the heartbeat and breathing, increase blood pressure and muscle tension, so that when you wake up, you will feel as if you were fished out of water and lie in bed full of energy. Sweating profusely.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to make himself so wet. He remembered that he fell asleep in the guest room of the Lion Heart Club. Since he was staying temporarily, room service would come to help him change and wash his sheets every morning. I don’t want to be rumored in the Lion Heart Club the next day that I have a sweaty constitution, or that I did something strange while sitting on the bed.

If he had encountered such a situation a few days ago, he might have panicked and shouted for help, but now he has become accustomed to it. He had even guessed what would happen next. After falling for a while, he would hit something, not the solid earth, but a medium closer to the water. Then he would slow down and sink. At some point, a ray of light would begin to appear in the pitch-black sight, and man's instinctive tendency toward light would make him walk toward the light. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the familiar bronze city.

It’s an old trick! Lu Mingfei thought disdainfully, completely forgetting that the first time he encountered this situation, he was so frightened that he almost cried out "Little devil, help me".

He closed his eyes or he didn't know whether he had his eyes open or closed now, waiting for the ray of light to appear in the darkness.

Fall, float.

Is it just that the dreaming process took too long this time? What is His Highness Norton doing? What is Old Tang doing again? Check the status of Lao Tang? Hey, hey, open the door. If you have the guts to drag me into my dream, don’t be brave enough to open the door!

Lu Mingfei's thoughts were wandering, and he made up his mind to talk to him when he saw Old Tang later, and asked him not to make up for so long this night. There was a hearing tomorrow morning. What if he overslept and missed the hearing? It wasn't that he was doomed. He couldn't afford to lose himself in front of the entire school.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei heard a subtle voice. It was a person talking. The voice was very soft, but it did not escape his ears.

"Strange thing." The voice said in a low voice, with a calm tone.

In the darkness, Lu Mingfei's senses gradually recovered, a sign that had never existed before. He gradually heard the wind.

Rumor? Why is there a rumor? He doesn't understand.

Then there seemed to be tiny particles passing between his fingers, and the wind rolled those particles through his fingers, just like reaching out to hold the gravel blown by the wind, which reminded people of yellow sand.

Yellow sand? Why is there yellow sand in the water in Baidi City? He doesn't understand.

Then there was the late ray of light, a candle that the lonely man drank with in Baidi City. Lu Mingfei was always guided by that candle to find the gate of Baidi City, just like a confused man in the dark sea. People are attracted to lighthouses.

He rushed towards that little light, and when he was about to reach it, he stretched out his hand to touch it, but at this moment an accident happened.

In Lu Mingfei's eyes, there were more and more light spots in the darkness. At first, there were one or two scattered spots, just like the sparse starry sky obscured by light pollution in a modern city. But gradually, as if a certain valve had been opened, hundreds, thousands, and countless oceans of stars poured in from the deep darkness, occupying the entire field of vision in front of Lu Mingfei!

He was suddenly lost in the storm of starlight, and could no longer find the solitary lamp to guide him. He was surrounded by light and fire, and whenever he got close, he could hear the noisy sound of a radio station.

The things that the voices pouring into the ears tell are all kinds of strange things, and the voices of the people who tell them are also all kinds of strange things. They are men, women, children, old people, different genders, different characteristics. The information seems to be going crazy from all directions. It penetrated into the hole and danced happily in his mind.

The man's voice narrated to Lu Mingfei's right ear: Do you know? Trilobites are the most representative ancient animals that appeared in the Cambrian period 560 million years ago. They are a type of arthropod. The whole body is clearly divided into three parts: head, thorax and tail. However, during the same era, humans The ruins of a suspected civilization were discovered; a woman's voice slowly pressed against his left ear and narrated to him: Since the Big Bang, the universe has gradually expanded, forming galaxies, nebulae, stars, and planets. The existence of life is not special. They It is not a miracle born on the planet. Their composition is the reorganization of exploding star atoms. The most ancient form of life is the stars; the child's voice sounds like he is lying on Lu Mingfei's head, cheerful and serious. Noisy with him: Hey! Run, run, he is coming! He's coming! Everything will end, life will stop, time will stand still, and the air will freeze! He was unwilling to reach the end of the rope, so he frantically cut off the rope. This was the end of the world; the old man's voice dragged Lu Mingfei's spine, preventing him from being overwhelmed by the crazy flow of information. He was gentle and gentle. Wisely said to Lu Mingfei: Don't be afraid, my child, I know you have worked hard. When the end of the world really comes, you can just sit in your house and drink the Scotch whiskey you buried in the soil. , light a Cuban cigar given to you by your lover in the loess, watch it burn to the last inch, and quietly leave this sad world.

Lu Ming must be crazy, or he has forgotten what it feels like to be crazy. Someone is screaming in his ears, and someone is whispering in the back of his head. If those lights are close to them, they will hear it as if they are other people. The whispers of the world, if you stay away, the madness will be left behind. So he realized that he was moving forward, moving forward in this ocean of stars, just like a spaceship traveling through the universe. He gradually left the planet, flew over the stars, rushed out of the galaxy, and then the bubble-like galaxy cluster, and then touched the extreme edge of the universe. Then the stars and noisy sounds behind him began to fade away, and everything returned to the eternal universe. The silence that remains unchanged for thousands of years.

What lies beyond the edge of the universe? Lu Mingfei didn't know, but light began to appear in front of his eyes again. This time the light was different from the starlight of the storm. There was only one light, like a tsunami of waves rolling in. It was golden, like a burning star. The size is like the entire universe.

He was close to the light that flooded the entire universe. What kind of sound would he hear in such light? Is it the whisper in the black hole of the universe, the whisper of God when he created the world, or the soft sound of silence when the universe collapses into a singularity? He didn't know that at this time, he could no longer generate any shocking thoughts in his mind, because he was already numb and allowed himself to dive into the golden ocean of light.

In the end, he did hear the voice in the boundless light.

The sound of wind.

It turned out to be wind noise again.

But it’s not just the wind.

In the sound of the wind, something is exploding, very subtle and soft, similar to the smile of tiny sparks burning, and the continuous exploding. When the wind blows, the loudness increases.

In addition, there is a crisp and sweet sound, similar to the sound of the collision of silver products, soothing, quiet and mysterious.

"Lu Mingfei." Someone called him.

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The scorching sun shines directly on the golden earth.

In the barren yellow sand, the wind blew the sand grains down the high slopes, making a fine friction sound. The dunes were raised and flattened by wind erosion over and over again. A group of tumbleweeds rolled in a quiet rustle, leaving slight traces of yellow sand as it passed by. It ran from left to right from the top of the hillside, like a brown whirlwind.

In front of the porch of the dilapidated wooden house, Lu Mingfei was sitting on a lounge chair and looked at the desolate scene quietly. A flue-cured cigarette was burning between his fingers. When the wind blew over his fingertips, the butt of the cigarette rose with green smoke. The fire will light up slightly, and a string of rusty wind chimes hanging at the door will sway and make a pleasant sound.

After a long time, Lu Mingfei woke up. He might have been awake all the time, because he had not closed his eyes for a long time while sitting here. But subjectively speaking, Lu Mingfei did wake up. From this moment on, he remembered who he was and where he should be, just like a confused person in a dream who at a certain moment looked at the collapsed and twisted world and had a negative impact on himself. Three philosophical questions were raised.

The cigarette burned Lu Mingfei's fingers, and the burning stinging sensation made Lu Mingfei jerk his hand in pain, and the cigarette flew up with only the tail left.

"What the hell?" He cursed subconsciously and looked to his side.

The thrown cigarette butt fell to the ground in a parabola, bounced off the three worn-out ladders on the porch, and finally lay on the ground rolling slowly on the yellow sand, slightly buried by the sand brought by the wind.

".?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly raised his head and looked around. What he saw was a field of yellow sand. He found himself sitting in front of the porch of a dilapidated house that looked like a deserted desert. The hot wind blew from the distant sand dunes and hit him. face, bringing fresh grains of sand to the corners of his dry and cracked lips.

"What's happening here?"

Lu Mingfei took a breath through his nose. The temperature of the air seemed to be on fire. Inhaling it into the nasal cavity and along the respiratory tract ignited the lungs. The hot feeling almost made him dizzy. The countless light and heat outside the house also made his eyes sting, and he couldn't help but raise his left hand to block the hot and vicious light reflected by the yellow sand outside the porch.

But just when he raised his left hand to his eyes, Lu Mingfei, who was originally dazed and dazed, was subconsciously attracted by the strange thing on the back of his left hand.

Lu Mingfei never thinks that his skin care is very good, because there are many people around him who take better care of his skin than him. Even if he does not deliberately use skin care products with high concentrations of allantoin and other repairing ingredients, such as Su Xiaoqiang, Zero The skin on the hands of a girl like that was as smooth and tender as egg white. Lu Mingfei thought that he couldn't compare with such a naturally beautiful princess, but at least his skin, whose fingers were not wet with spring water, shouldn't be as old as it is now. The appearance of an old man.

What appeared in front of him was a withered left hand full of wrinkles. The skin on the back of the hand was covered with centipede-like scars. In some parts, skin tissue similar to repaired after burns could be seen irregularly raised or sunken on the original skin—— But to be honest, Lu Mingfei can no longer tell what the original skin color of this hand is. Because of the excessive pigmentation, this hand is no different from the mummy's skin color in his eyes. The only biggest difference is that this hand can Move, move according to his wishes.

Lu Mingfei moved his "battle-tested" left hand with a stiff expression, and the five fingers moved up and down in sequence. There were fresh grill marks on the inside of the index finger and middle finger. But what horrified him the most was that even the other four of the five fingers, excluding the thumb, all had the same horizontal scar at the interphalangeal joint.

Having attended battlefield first aid and autopsy classes, he naturally knew that this was the mark left after the amputation of a finger. Judging from the severed opening, this hand should have suffered a sharp chop and was severed in an instant. There was no flesh on the four fingers, and the thumb was spared because of its low position.

Lu Mingfei also found the same traces on the wrist, so this means that not only the fingers of this tortured left hand, but also the entire palm had fallen off for a period of time.

The wind chimes were still ringing. Lu Mingfei suppressed the panic in his heart and restrained his emotions in unknown situations. Through repeated hardships, he had made a small progress and no longer panicked when encountering the slightest problem. Chu'er jumped up and was at a loss. The first to panic are often the first to die. This was emphasized dozens of times by the veterans of the executive department who taught them lessons.

When you are suddenly plunged into an unknown situation, what should you do first?

In Lu Mingfei's mind, he subconsciously asked himself about the execution department manual that he had toyed with before each mission.

Time, place, people.

What time is it now, where is this place, what is my physical and psychological condition.

Lu Mingfei looked up at the porch where he was sitting. This was a very typical porch structure of a wooden house. It was like a flat terrace built outside the door of the wooden house. It had a roof and supporting columns, which could be used for shelter. Sunshine, rain and wind are also the places where old cowboys usually sit in front of the house and watch the sunset and drink in TV dramas.

Outside the wooden house is a desert, a bit like the Gobi Desert in a western town. It is full of sand. The exposed surface is dry and has no vegetation. Judging from the direct sunlight, it is probably noon now.

Lu Mingfei observed everything within ten seconds. From the corner of his eye, he saw the door of the wooden house to the left of his seat. The door was full of cracks and there was no door lock structure. It should have been fastened with horizontal bars from the inside. Locked. What? What era are we in, and are we still doing the Wild West stuff of the 1860s?

On the right side, Lu Mingfei found a window. There was a hole in the lower left corner of the window, but it was sealed with a white cloth. You could see the embarrassment of the owner of the wooden house. He couldn't afford to replace a single glass, let alone replace it. other living conditions. But this was not Lu Mingfei's main purpose. When he saw that the window was almost complete, he immediately leaned over and wanted to see his face through the reflection of the glass.

When he saw the scene on his left hand, Lu Mingfei was sure that something was wrong with him. He leaned in front of the glass and stared at his reflection in the glass, and then almost broke his guard.

Fortunately, the person in the glass is still himself, and he has not been replaced by some red-necked cowboy from the West, giving him a drama of traveling through the wilderness of the West to become a whore and escort.

But unfortunately, the person in the glass was still himself, but he could hardly recognize it as himself. Before Lu Mingfei was about to look for a mirror, he had already begun to worry that his face and hands were both war-damaged. But the great luck was that his face was much better than his hands, and there was no sense that he had reached into the mirror. The biggest change overall is the horror of the finished product taken out of the meat grinder.

It was difficult for Lu Mingfei to describe this feeling. The reflection of himself in the glass was both familiar and strange at the same time. Familiar because he knew it was him, strange because he felt that this should be himself twenty years later. His skin was like sandpaper. It is also full of rough marks, spots, and sun spots everywhere. The face is dry, dull, and sunken.

What frightened Lu Mingfei the most was the scar that almost penetrated his right eye in the reflection in the glass. It can be concluded that his face should have been stabbed at some point in time, straight down from his right eyebrow bone, Brutally and fiercely, it cut across the right eye and brushed against the slightly convex cheekbone! He was just one step away from losing the eye forever.

He took a deep breath and felt that the matter was a bit serious. But there was still a voice in his heart telling him, don't panic, really don't panic, the matter might not be that serious.

He began to recall how he came here to sleep, yes, to sleep, he fell asleep, and then passed through a dark field of stars, and then opened his eyes and arrived here, so this should be a dream, the same as Baidi City Real and clear dreams.

Lu Mingfei's left hand trembled slightly. The fingertips that had been burned by the cigarette were still slightly numb, and the wind in the yellow sand felt like burrs licking them. This reminded him that even if this was a nightmare, it didn't seem to be a joke.

"Lu Mingze?" Lu Mingfei shouted subconsciously towards the glass.

No one answered him.

The little devil who was always at his beck and call did not respond to his call. In his ears there was only the whine of tumbleweeds and the hissing of fine sand.

This made Lu Mingfei feel even more unsure. Through the glass, he saw clearly that he was wearing a white shirt with an open collar. As expected, there were shocking scars all over his body in the collar. He was wearing tasseled black leather chaps. , all old and dusty.

What is this, a cowboy-like Lu Mingfei from a parallel world? Can you dream of a real-life cowboy show? Should there be a few cows to harness him next? Or should some thieves break into the territory and shoot him a few times?

When Lu Mingfei mentioned the gun, he suddenly saw that he actually had a gun on his waist, a heavy silver revolver with African ebony anti-slip discs. A yellow primer could be seen in the drum, with complicated markings on it. The lines and carvings reminded him of the runes he saw in alchemy class. Engraved on the silver barrel is a string of English: Texas Dawn.

Yellow Queen, Texas Dawn, Texas Dawn.

Any literal translation is fine. Lu Mingfei's intuition told him that this thing might be related to alchemy technology, maybe it was a genuine alchemy weapon - so this cowboy-like Lu Mingfei was also a hybrid? Even awesome enough to have your own alchemy revolver?

Just as he was fiddling with the alchemy revolver on his waist, a woman on his left suddenly said softly to him, "Lunch is already ready, or do you want to sit outside for a while?"

Lu Mingfei was so frightened by the sudden words in this quiet environment that his hands trembled and he almost lost his temper. He looked up hurriedly and saw that the wooden door on his left hand, which was originally empty, had been opened at some point. Standing beside the door was a man with short hair. The woman is about 1.7 meters tall, with light blond hair, a hazel face with obvious sun spots, and deep bags under her eyes that cannot hide her amazing beauty.

She was leaning in front of the door, wearing a scarf stained with oil in front of her, which made her less childish due to her height and appearance, and added a smoky and mature temperament.

Lu Mingfei just glanced at the other person's neck, where he saw a scar that almost made him suffocate, crossing the entire neck, as if it had been circumcised. He couldn't imagine what it was. These injuries are left behind by the injury.

Seemingly noticing Lu Mingfei's gaze, the woman raised her hand and touched her neck gently to cover the scar. She lowered her eyes and asked softly, "What happened to you today?"

Lu Mingfei looked into the other person's eyes, looking at the familiar eye color and the face that had the impression of him that couldn't hide the sun marks. He finally said hesitantly, "Zero?"

Then Lu Mingfei saw the other person's expression change, turned his head to avoid his doubtful gaze, and said in a low and cold voice, "Have you forgotten to take your medicine recently?"

Lu Mingfei thought she was scolding him, but after a moment he felt that was not the case. The other party really felt that he had not taken some kind of medicine.

"The meal is ready. Call the children back and warn them not to go crazy too far." The woman sighed slightly. After saying this, she reached into the door and picked up a cane. At this time, Lu Ming Feicai noticed that the opponent's left leg under the apron was bent abnormally, as if a kneecap was missing.

Lu Mingfei felt an inexplicable twitch in his heart and wanted to stand up to help her, but his rationality held him down on the chair on the porch. He had ten thousand doubts in his heart but did not dare to ask them out because of his vigilance. His heart told him that the situation he encountered now was very, very wrong!