I Founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Chapter 185 The Running Boy

Sebastian suddenly felt dizzy and his breathing was a little weak, but he didn't dare to breathe deeply - he was afraid to smell the chestnut flower smell after the oxidation of polyamines - this was what Mr. John mentioned when he chatted with him yesterday, although the boy didn't understand what polyamines were.

He held his breath at this time, and persuaded himself to calm down in his heart, Sebastian, you must calm down! Maybe things are not what you think!

He first knocked on the door gently, and after knocking his knuckles three, five, and seven times, there was still no response from the house.

The boy could no longer restrain the urge to rush in at this moment. He pushed the door open and rushed directly into the house.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that in the middle of the white and clean hall filled with flowers, on the row of soft and comfortable fabric sofas, there were two haggard and dilapidated flowers.

The broken flowers were like being beaten by a violent storm, with stamens withered and drooping, petals withered and bloodless, and branches covered with gray and white traces like fertilizers dried up after being poured. There were so many of them, as if the waterer had to water them recklessly because the stock was about to expire.

Today, the weather in the town was rare and sunny. The rising sun, with a slightly brilliant golden morning light, shone through the gaps in the white gauze curtains and reflected on the two broken flowers, but such a holy dawn could not wash away the turbid traces.

The petals were like faces, and the blue eyes that were inherited from the same lineage were now rolled up, and the lips that lost too much water due to sweating looked dry and cracked, but there was still a strange smile that was difficult to describe in words.

Sebastian looked at the two broken flowers, his face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, his eyes suddenly became completely wet, and tears kept rolling around and were about to fill up and flow out.

His calves also trembled because of witnessing this extremely shocking scene. He was no longer able to support his body and was about to kneel on the ground.

His lips began to tremble violently. He suppressed his inner discomfort and desire to vomit, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Caroline..."

The two broken flowers on the sofa seemed to have heard their own names. Their bodies trembled slightly, just like the spasms and twitches of epileptic patients.

Their souls seemed to return to the boring and turbid world at this moment, and they seemed to wake up.

However, this was only a momentary illusion. The exhausted mother and daughter had lost the ability to think. Their spirits seemed to have left their bodies and gone far away to the supreme place. Their faces once again showed a silly smile.

"Wuwuwu——"

Such a scene was undoubtedly a brutal attack on the boy's innocent and tender heart. The pale, bright red and black colors, the weird and creepy laughter, were just like a dense rain of arrows shooting at him, piercing his heart with thousands of holes!

Sebastian was no longer able to support his body because of the violent shock in his heart. He covered his heart uncomfortably, knelt down in front of his beloved with a plop, shook his beloved's shoulders with a hideous face, and cried out in pain:

"Caroline!"

"Wake up!!"

"What happened? Who hurt you like this?!!!"

"Wuwuwu——Why? Wuwuwu——"

The miserable boy choked speechlessly, and couldn't restrain the bean-sized tears from flowing down. These tears of grief fell on the bruises on his fiancee's body.

But these still warm tears could not wake up the unconscious girl who seemed to have encountered the scythe of death and took away her soul. She just smiled foolishly, and her lifeless eyes seemed to be looking at the ceiling, and seemed to be immersed in memories.

When Sebastian buried his head and cried, he inevitably smelled the disgusting smell like the rotten dead spring water flowing out of the deep forest in the canyon, especially after his natural keen sense of smell further expanded and detailed the information of the odor factor-he seemed to be able to infer the fierce battle situation at that time in his mind!

Wow-the miserable young man could no longer suppress the churning feeling in his stomach, and the milk fried fish and bacon in the morning all gushed out, all poured on the wilted stamens of the withered flowers, startling the withered flowers and twitching again, and the evil laughter echoed in the white hall again.

The vomited juice finally completely covered the ugly traces, but Sebastian had already closed his eyes forcefully - he really couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of him, even though he was so obsessed with Caroline!

But at this moment, he looked at the two broken and dirty flowers, and felt only disgust, ugliness and disgust in his heart!

But this is obviously my favorite Caroline! These experiences were not her own will. She must have been forced by someone and had no choice... But why is there still that heartbreaking smile on her face! ! !

The boy only felt that his heart was so painful and uncomfortable, as if he was pierced by thousands of arrows, and it was like countless rotten dead eels drilled into his heart through his blood vessels and danced and twisted wildly, and it was like a swarm of ants gnawing at his heart!

Woo, it hurts so much, Caroline -

It's all my fault, I didn't protect you well -

Anger, resentment, grief, guilt... all kinds of complex emotions filled the heart of the miserable green boy, like all kinds of colorful paints swirling and mixing, but such a complex and mottled color will only condense into a deep and depressed darkness in the end!

In the heartbreak, Sebastian, who was crying with his face covered, seemed to hear a strange fluttering sound in his ear in a trance, as if some kind of bird was flapping its wings, but if you listen carefully, you will find that it is more like a lepidoptera insect flapping its wings.

But the miserable green boy had no time to listen to this strange sound. He didn't even realize that this strange flapping sound did not come from the outside world, but from his own head!

Sebastian only felt that he was itchy all over at this moment. The strange itching feeling when he met Mr. John at the beginning was born again, but this time it was so fierce and so wild!

Something incomprehensible was swimming wantonly between his skin and flesh, and quickly spread to his whole body with the flow of blood.

His heart began to feel a tearing, itchy pain, as if the strange itching sensation turned into an ant that accidentally dug up a long-dormant winter cicada while digging inward. This wild insect that had been sleeping for nearly 18 years was awakened from its slumber because of the harassment of these little insects!

The wild cicada broke through the cocoon of the heart that was both a protection and a restraint, and shouted a sharp and piercing roar. This strange cry was like a pair of scissors making a virtual cut, but some unnecessary things were indeed cut off.

The cicada struggled to get out of the sticky blood-like cage. It could finally flap its wings unscrupulously without being suffocated in that tiny space. The fluttering sound of its wings reverberated in the boy's body, just echoing with the unknown strange sound in his head. Deep in the flesh and blood, something also heard the call of the flapping sound and crawled out of the sleeping flesh and blood soil!

This undoubtedly made Sebastian feel a stronger and more turbulent itching sensation, just like surging waves hitting his brain one after another, making him want to use screams to relieve his inner discomfort.

But no matter how hard he screamed, his vocal cords seemed to betray him and completely ignored his orders. He couldn't even roar to vent, and could only silently endure this increasingly intense torment!

In addition to the tearing pain of the heart, the strongest sense of strangeness was in the boy's eyes. He now felt as if there were millions of ants drilling holes and digging nests in his eyeballs, and then just like the situation of the heart, there was something hidden very deeply that was revealed under the digging of the itching ants!

In the dark vision with his eyes closed, the pale boy seemed to be able to see a pool of pale marks, which looked like scars and turbid marks of girls and women, and like the scars of the soul shedding!

Bang—like the sound of glass breaking, the awakened thing jumped out from the depths of the eyeball!

Sebastian opened his eyes, and he seemed to see some transparent white flakes falling from his eyes, falling on the soft carpet, and melting quickly like ice and snow, but there was no trace of melting water at all.

He raised his head suddenly, and the world he saw was already gray and pale. Everything in the world had lost its bright colors, but at the same time it also showed its original true appearance.

The green boy seemed to see tiny scarlet and pink moths emerging from the mottled marks on Caroline and Susan's bodies, slowly flapping their wings and flying into the air, chirping and dancing wildly in the house, and finally gathering into a group and flying out the door, flying into the distance.

Sebastian couldn't help but reveal a strange smile. He stretched out his forked tongue to lick his sharp fangs. He ran in the whispers that kept echoing in his head, chasing the colorful moths that were gradually flying out of the town.

"Hehehe, Aunt Caroline and Susan, please rest assured, I will go and avenge you!"

The young man who was reborn laughed like this, but he didn't notice that when these words came out of his throat, they turned into a series of meaningless strange sounds in the air, like the clicking of scissors and the chirping of insects.

He stomped his feet on the ground, and the strength was so deep that even the wooden board under his feet screamed under the heavy weight. He had already flown out of the door like an agile cheetah, running after the pink little moths in an extremely weird and uncoordinated posture of landing on all fours.

If there were other people present at this moment, they would see that this boy, whose smile was as bright and friendly as the sun in the past, was now lying on the ground tightly, with a weird and creepy smile on his face, his arms stretched forward and his legs spread behind him, his spine twisting constantly as he moved forward. Rather than a cheetah, it would be better to say that he was a weird lizard or spider.

Hehehe, I am so happy, I am so happy!!!

The alien boy was crawling rapidly on the frozen ground. At this moment, he only felt that his body and mind were unprecedentedly relaxed and cheerful, as if he had thrown away those extra heavy burdens, and his spirit and body were released and welcomed true freedom!

His limbs were full of expansive and explosive power, just like a strong bull full of grass. He crawled on the ground with such a four-legged posture, which was much faster than running on two feet. Why didn't I think of this method? Obviously, cattle, sheep and horses also run on all fours, and they run much faster than us humans!

His thoughts were filled with unexplainable inspiration, just like Adam and Eve chewing the fruit of wisdom. The sky in his field of vision showed a different kind of gray and darkness. It was a color that was far darker than the previous gloomy sky. No matter how much I gather my companions together, those gray clouds can't cover up the dark and lightless sky of the universe... I seem to be able to analyze the mysteries of the universe from the bright starlight, which are far apart. Aren't the stars just some kind of writhing and dancing pictograms?

The boy was crawling on the ground quickly, while raising his head high and looking up at the sky. The back of his head was pressed tightly against his back, and his neck was bent at such a weird and inhuman angle that the cartilage of his Adam's apple was obvious. The ground protrudes forward like the triangular tip of a gun blade... Anyone who sees it can't help but have a violent thought: I really want to smash this kid's Adam's apple with a punch and dent it!

But Sebastian completely didn't notice how weird and anti-human his current posture was. He just happily chased the group of moths pointing the direction.

However, when he instinctively left the town along the deserted streets, he sensed the fragrance of the wild grass with his new and more layered vision, smell and taste, licked the wet grass with two touches of his tongue, and used the gray Visually watch the dance of earthworms, and use the visual sense of smell to appreciate the collision of the smell of sea and earth... The boy could not control himself and deviated from the direction and pursuit, briefly immersed in these new and interesting experiences, as if he was distracted by a new toy children

"Hehehe, it's so interesting, so fun!!!"

It was not until the swarm of pink and bright red moths guiding the direction impatiently urged the young man that he suddenly recalled his persistence and longings when he first woke up. He spat out the singing earthworms and dancing earthworms in his mouth. The ant thought for a moment and then stretched out its forked tongue to flexibly tie up the earthworms and ants. While enjoying the performance with its sense of taste, it continued to run quickly in the direction of the moth group.

"Hehe, I almost forgot that I still want to avenge Caroline and Susan - I'm so sorry, it's all because the earthworm and ant song and dance show was so wonderful that I couldn't help but be distracted."

"But now I can enjoy musicals and pursue revenge... Hey, I'm really a genius!"

The moths flew very fast, and Sebastian's movements were also very fast. They quickly found the target of their trip - the cup man who was immersed in the woods as if searching for treasure!

Huh? Why should I call him Cup Man? I should call him Mr. Khalsa, right?

Chapter 185/444
41.67%
I Founded Tantric Buddhism in LondonCh.185/444 [41.67%]