Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1386: Dividing line

321 dividing line (5)

The dog dragged a bear puppet from the garbage dump. The puppet looked dirty, and the fabric on his shoulders was torn apart, and a dark piece in the mouth looked like it was soaked in sewage. The button-shaped right eye also came loose, leaving only a thread hanging. When the puppet was picked up by the dog, the button eye kept dangling.

The dog kept rushing towards the office girl, and the woman screamed, waved to stop her pet, and told her to put down the dirty puppet quickly. This dog may be quite spiritual at ordinary times. When it was still one meter away from its owner, it stopped and sat on the ground shaking its head and tail with a naive expression. The woman reprimanded a few more words, and the dog vomited the puppet and ran away forward with a whining sound. The woman noticed that I was still aside, her head came over, nodded to me with an awkward expression, and chased the dog away as if she were running away.

I watched the woman and the dog cross the overpass ahead. As mentioned earlier, I was curious about what the dog found in the trash can, and now I have the same curiosity about the dirty bear puppet. If this scene was not surprising in the past, I would not rush to pick up the things thrown in the trash can. But bumping into this this morning made me think something would happen.

This premonition may be due to the fact that I am going to meet the students of the department today. I have been preparing for this day for a week. On behalf of the Whisperers, I want to figure out what happened to her and make sure that the predictions of the Eight Views are as correct as ever. If everything is in the prophecy, then today is bound to be an extraordinary day. In terms of particularity, it can only be compared with the demon summoning ceremony two weeks ago.

Because of this, I am in love with the scene, and I have an inexplicable emotion towards this little bear puppet, which seems to be no weird at all.

I didn't suppress this feeling, and went up to pick up the bear puppet. At this moment, there was a sudden wind behind my ears, and I subconsciously flashed to the side, and some fast-flying thing rushed over my shoulder. I fixed my eyes and saw that it turned out to be the crow. It rushed up like a hunting and pinched the bear puppet with its paws. It glided on the ground for a certain distance, drawing a beautiful arc and throwing it toward the sky again.

I am naturally surprised by this situation, and I don't understand why this crow did it. Maybe it was the stains of the puppets that smelled rotten, which made the crows treat them as food, I guess. In my gaze, the crow flapped its wings to fly back to the top of the street lamp, but when it climbed halfway, something more jaw-dropping happened.

The little bear puppet seemed to come alive, struggling in the crow's paw. I don't think I was dazzled. There was no wind at this time, and the crow's flying posture was very stable, but the doll's body was twisted. First, the waist was squeezed, then the limbs were swung a few times, and then he slumped down again, looking a little dejected. But the next moment, at the wound on its shoulder, the black thing that seemed to be soaked in sewage suddenly drilled out of the wound, and threw it fiercely on the crow's wings like tentacles.

The crow was almost shot down, and the black feathers were scattered all over the sky. It seemed to be drawn a little dizzy, and its height dropped a lot, but it didn't make a sound like a mute. At this time, the black tentacles had retracted into the wound on the bear puppet's shoulder. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the puppet struck hard and fell from the crow's claws.

The puppet fell to the ground, bounced, rolled, and finally stopped at my feet.

I was a little surprised by the weird tentacles on the puppet’s wound. I stepped back vigilantly, took out the folding knife from my pants pocket, and threw the blade away with a sound. Although I was curious about this puppet before, I never thought it would turn out to be like this. This happened a bit suddenly, and it was too inexplicable.

The crow didn't fight back. It didn't even glance at the puppet lying on the ground. It went straight into the sky and quickly turned into a black spot.

The puppet and I faced each other quietly for a while, sometimes someone passed by, and they would cast a strange look at me when they noticed the overturned trash can. Sudden colors will be added again. I don't care how strange their sight is, they didn't leave immediately just because I wanted to touch this weird bear puppet. In the past four years of club activities, apart from the eight sceneries' prophecy itself, I encountered zero "weird events". And since Morino successfully summoned the devil, in the past ten days, I have encountered several "weird events" in a row. Even so, fighting against wizards and demons was not enough to fill my curiosity. The puppets in front of them are obviously also a kind of "weird", and there is no obvious feature of "gray fog". Maybe it is a weird non-gray fog event, this possibility is enough to make people's heart excited.

The puppet just lay there quietly, as if the previous actions were just my hallucinations. If ordinary people might deceive themselves and others, just leave, but I really believe in my feelings, so I stepped forward, stabbed the puppet’s body with a folding knife, and saw that it still didn’t move, so I tried to touch it with my hands. body of.

The black stain on the muppet’s wound remains unchanged. I boldly grabbed the puppet and examined it from top to bottom and from left to right, and finally determined that the weirdness was the black stain on the wound on the puppet's shoulder. I gently stabbed the wound with the tip of the knife, and there was a sticky and elastic touch from the handle of the knife, something like melted asphalt. It's not cotton at all that fills the puppet's body, but it's all this weird liquid.

Until I inserted the entire blade of the folding knife into the doll's body, the thick black liquid still didn't turn into tentacles to attack me. I pulled out the knife and sniffed the black liquid on the blade. Only then did I realize that the rotten odor was not caused by it, but because the surface of the doll was stained with rotten food in the trash can. .

In that case, what exactly is this black liquid? It has no taste at all.

Because the black liquid didn't react at all, I could only stuff the puppet into a slightly cleaner plastic bag I picked up from the ground, and plan to take it back to the headquarters for everyone to see.

Although there have been several twists and turns from the time the dog found the puppet to when I picked it up, the time from start to finish was only more than ten minutes. I continued to walk in the direction of the park. There were more people running on the street. After some people greeted each other, they sat together on the bench under the tree. There were not many cars in the lane, and the deliveryman riding a motorcycle rushed into the motorway and whizzed away. All this gives people a feeling that the whole city is gradually awakening in this scene, and slowly turning around.

When I walked on the flyover, my vision came again, as if an acquaintance quickly passed by. However, when I looked back, I found that there was no one behind me, and then I suddenly came over. Everything was an illusion. However, I looked at the empty sky bridge, and suddenly there were countless figures in my mind, the scene of endless streams on the sky bridge, this scene overlapped with the empty sky bridge in front of me, and I stood there immersed in the scene. In the illusion of comings and goings.

Someone passed by. I saw her back, probably a high school girl, wrapped in an old-fashioned sportswear. She pulled her chest tightly and walked hurriedly with her head down, seeming to touch her lightly. Will fall down. This picture is so familiar, I think I must know this girl, so I opened my mouth and wanted to call her name.

Her...what's her name? The answer was ready to come out, but I couldn't make it out anyway.

At this moment, I felt a sudden heavy weight in my right shoulder. I subconsciously turned my head and looked at it. I saw a dark crow standing on the shoulder with its wings closed.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered where I had seen this scene.

In the dream that I had when I was about to die.

The other "Gao Chuan" met this **** the flyover just in this way.

"Sakuya!" I called the girl's name. The girl stopped when she heard the words, but when she turned her body, she gradually disappeared into the air, not only her, but also the flow of people who appeared on the overpass. I returned to reality from the illusion, and an old couple walked up with support in front of me. Other than that, the people on the bridge were still empty.

I felt that the eyes of the elderly couple looked a little strange, and then I realized that their eyes were actually on my shoulders. I felt that my shoulders were still as heavy as in the fantasy world. The crow that was supposed to be an illusion actually stood on my shoulders.

I froze for a moment, and realized that it was the same crow I encountered at the trash can.

This crow is not at all afraid of life, standing on my shoulders, distancing his feathers with his mouth like no one else.

Until the old couple passed by, I tentatively reached out and stroked the crow. The warm and soft touch from the feathers tells me that this bird is not an illusion. The crow pecked the back of my hand lightly. This movement gave me a sense of intimacy. I didn't drive it away, so I let it stay on my shoulders and walked towards the park together.

On the way, I thought about what name I should give this crow. When it first appeared in front of my eyes, it gave me a sense of otherworldly, like an elf roaming freely in this gloomy sky, and the subsequent events with the puppets all proved that it also seems to have some kind of "weird". Traits. It's weird, me who is becoming weird, looking for the weird whisperer, these three match up in my opinion. So this name can't seem vulgar.

At first, I thought of "Schrödinger", the meaning of this term is close to the concept of "mystery". But of course it cannot be called "Schrodinger" because it is a crow, not a cat. So my idea extends from the quantum mechanics involved in Schrödinger’s conjecture. The so-called "quantum mechanics" is a branch of physics that studies the laws of motion of microscopic particles. It mainly studies atoms, molecules, condensed matter, and atomic nuclei and The basic theory of the structure and properties of elementary particles. In the microscopic world, the basic units of molecules, atoms, neutrons, and masses are called "quarks."

So, I said to the crow: "You will be called a quark from now on."

"Quark" spread its wings, as if stretched out, looking very comfortable. I don't know if it knows what I'm talking about, but I wish it knew it, so I made such an action to show that it was very satisfied. My mood was made clear by its posture. At this time, I felt cold water dripping onto my face.

There was a drizzle from the gloomy sky, but my mood was not darkened by the haze weather, but I felt refreshed and strode forward.

Many morning exercisers rushed past on the road, some of them went under the trees to hide from the rain, but when I got to the entrance of the park, there were more people heading into the park. I walked along the main road of the park with the flow of people until the gloomy botanical garden behind the park gradually disappeared. Then I jumped out of the main road, jumped over the gully below, and found the dirt road into the depths of the woods.

The moisture in the woods is deeper, and the smell of the soil and leaves after moistening makes me feel fresh. After a while, the raindrops gathered and dripped into the back of my neck, and I couldn't help but shiver. The quark flapped its wings, and disappeared in the dense forest canopy. I did not care about it. Although I gave it a name, it is still free. We are not the relationship between the owner and the pet, but the relationship between the friend and the friend.

The woods made a rustling sound, and the light was always obscure until I stepped into the flat ground by the pond, and the sky without the canopy of trees became a little clearer.

After that, I naturally saw a girl by the pond. Wearing a white top and a purple skirt with suspenders, she calmly sat on the rocks by the pond and looked into the depths of the pond. In fact, there was nothing there, and the water surface was rippling in the rain. However, because there were no creatures in sight, the color of the water seemed heavy, so it was not a beautiful scenery.

From my side, only the silhouette of her sideways can be seen, but I quickly recognized her as a classmate. Then, there was a question in my heart, why is she in this place? If she also found this secluded place by accident, occasionally at this time today, because of the emotions in her heart, it would be too coincidental. I believe she is here for me even more.

Bajing is ready to let me get in touch with the classmates. I would also like to think that I will have a straight talk with the classmates at the location provided by the Bajing. But Xie Se students unexpectedly appeared here, which made people feel a little uneasy.

I take a vigilant attitude towards the current department of **** studies, because she was the person who was infiltrated by the devil. If she suddenly attacked someone she knew, it would not surprise me. On the contrary, it was her quietness, which made me wonder how she was in the end.

Since Keisei is here, how are the Bajing, Sakiya, and Morino who are with her? Do they know that the classmates of Xise are acting on their own?

The unknown is always disturbing.

I took out my mobile phone to notify Bajing and the others, but at this time, the mobile phone had no signal. This situation makes me also feel that it is not accidental. There is a thought that the call must be unreachable. So I took back the phone, prepared myself for all the accidents, and started to observe the surrounding situation.

This clearing area is usually quiet, but from time to time we can always hear the noise from far away, but at this time I can't hear even a single sound. Even the rustle of wind and rain shaking the treetops that Shicai could hear when she walked through the woods, there was no sound now. The whole world was so abnormally silent.

Later, I found that the ripples on the pond were also fixed, and they looked like circles carved in dark amber. The rain silk stopped in the air, densely crowded and clearly seen.

At this time, I fully understood that something strange happened to classmate Shise, and she was here for me.

I didn't evade this contact and walked up on my own, while the classmates of Shise stood up and turned towards me at this time. With a mysterious smile on her face, she said to me: "It's been a long time, Achuan."

Although she and I have indeed not seen each other for a week, her term "long time no see" surprised me, because her expression made me think that this "long time" was not just for a week, but a representative Took longer. This time is even longer than the first time I met her in my memory.

"How do you know I am here?" I ignored her greetings and asked straightaway. While I was speaking, I slipped my hand into my pants pocket and held the folding knife inside.

"Of course I know." With an expression of "I know everything", the classmate Shise said to me: "I not only know where you are, but also what happened to you. Don't you want to know? Achuan."

My face is stern, and I don't let any emotions show on my face~IndoMTL.com~ But my heart is full of abnormal and complicated emotions. I don't know if I should believe her, but her current state and surrounding environment are indeed unusual.

After a long while, I asked in a cautious tone:

"What do you know?"

"Your dreams, and your past, your present, and your future." The classmate of Xi Se lightly lifted the hair of her ears, staring at me with a serious face and said, "Achuan, you I came to this world with a mission. I think you must have felt it too, but I don’t know what to do. I came here to help you and remind you of who you are and what you are going to do. "

If there is a person who is not very familiar, and who makes you wary, suddenly says something like this to you, would you believe it? My logical thinking told me that I shouldn't believe it, but I don't know why, a peculiar emotion that seems to come from the depths of the body and soul, and is not disturbed by thinking, but it made me believe it.

It’s also the kind of visual perception that makes me feel strange. I always feel that the student of color is the real student of color. I always feel that she is so familiar and so concerned, and this sudden meeting is so precious. It makes people want to cry. I subconsciously touched the corner of my eye and found that tears were really coming.