roccoschili Chapter 304 The flowering period of iris
Chapter 304 The flowering period of iris
Chapter 304 The flowering period of iris
There were no lights on in the corridor of the hotel under renovation, and there were dim shadows everywhere. Many rooms passing along the way still had their doors locked, and they couldn't be pushed open no matter how hard they tried.
The same is true for the room at the end of the corridor. The gold-plated door handle is locked, as if there is a wall behind the door. The wall is filled with cement, stone and sand. No matter how hard Xing punches or kicks, it cannot shake it at all.
"Is the family engineer completely exhausted? Why can't a door be opened?" Xing pushed the door handle hard and muttered in confusion.
"The room is locked. I can walk through it at will, but you..." Black Swan raised his hand to touch the iron ingot-like door, and his arm penetrated through it easily.
Xing turned his head and looked at Black Swan's hand that easily penetrated the wooden door, and couldn't help but feel envious in his heart.
She takes off her body and lives in the form of a meme. Although she sounds like a ghost who cannot enter reincarnation, sometimes she is extremely enviable. If she has the ability to easily pass through walls, then wouldn't she be invincible when playing hide and seek? Already?
Huang Quan looked at the locked door for a few times, turned around and said softly: "I can only go the way I came. You two, please come with me."
They walked back along the corridor from which they came, and stepped into a huge and empty hall. The tables and chairs looked like they were brand new items that had just left the factory. Each one was spotless, but there were only a few empty spaces left in the drink cabinet. bottle, there is a faint smell of wine in the air.
The exit directly in front is also a corridor, and the corridor is also littered with monster corpses.
Going deeper along the corner of the corridor, they entered a fork in the road that Huang Quan had not entered. The smell of alcohol in the air became worse, as if it was a drunken construction worker who was burping as he walked.
A door soon appeared in the field of vision. The stars jumped over, touched the door handle, and twisted it hard, but it remained motionless, like a wall.
"There's no way to get through here." Huang Quan looked around.
There are not many rooms in this corridor, and there are only a handful of rooms seen along the way. They are either locked or empty with no way forward. Now that they have reached the end of the road again, they are somewhat helpless.
"Miss Huangquan, I have a suggestion." Black Swan said softly, "Why don't we split up to find a way out and then meet again when we find something? This will be more efficient."
"But it's very dangerous here, so we'd better go together in three." Huang Quan turned his gaze to the corridor where he came from, meaning that monsters like that are everywhere, and if we split up at this time, we might really have to split up.
Black Swan did not refute her, and allowed Huang Quan to walk in front, holding the handle of the knife to clear the way. The three of them turned back to the original road. No one spoke any more along the way, only the sound of footsteps and breathing was left.
Soon the corridor came to the end again, but it was different from the previous two times. It was no longer a locked door, but a wide open door.
"Why is this room...turned upside down?" Huang Quan looked around.
The ceiling and floor of this open room were turned in one direction. Bundles of brand-new newspapers were placed on the wooden table above the head without falling down at all. The furniture and decorations were also stable. Same as the chandelier.
"The appearance of the Memory Realm is changing all the time. It seems that we have to find a way... to reach the ceiling." Black Swan's slender fingers gently swept over the hanging crystal chandelier. Those hanging beads violated the scientifically stable position. live.
"We're on the ceiling right now."
"Miss Huang Quan's words are not unreasonable. No matter what, we have to get on the plane hanging above our heads. Of course, we will never go up holding the pillar." Black Swan smiled.
"Let me teach you some tips on how to operate in the Memory Realm."
In fact, it is said to be about tips on moving in the Memory Realm, but to put it bluntly, it is no different from teaching you to walk on stilts. Xing feels that the knowledge points taught by Black Swan are too one-sided and not as practical as what Jiang Fan teaches.
Just like a mother bird teaching her baby birds to fly, the black swan is gentle and gentle, telling you the skills of every key node in detail.
And Jiang Fan is the kind of person who is open and close. No matter what knowledge and skills you have, he will just kick you down and you will not die.
"...It worked, it really works." Huang Quan stepped on the wall, walked slowly on the ceiling, and lightly swept his fingers across the table.
"For the rememberer, this level of memory is just a child's playground." Black Swan supported Xing and walked up the wall, turning to look at the door on the ceiling, "Let's go, let's leave through the front door."
The ceiling of the room is not small, but it is still limited to the hotel room after all, but the corridor is much wider. Through the furniture and objects on the ceiling, an elevator is finally exposed to view.
"We're here - there's an elevator here. It's exactly the same as the one in the lobby. You should be able to reach your destination by taking it." Huang Quan pressed the elevator button, and the elevator suddenly started to rumble in the quiet corridor.
"But the memory field ahead... seems to be severely distorted. Everyone, it's better to be careful." Black Swan looked through the closed elevator door, his sight seemed to have passed through layers of barriers.
The elevator in the hotel lobby goes all the way down. It is different from the ornamental elevators. It is not surrounded by glass curtain walls, but by some kind of metal material. It is as bright as a mirror, reflecting two blurry shadows.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator stopped in the lobby on the first floor. The moment the elevator door opened, the field of view suddenly widened, and Ke Xing's heart suddenly froze.
"...Look, I just said it's not that simple. Where is this?" Black Swan stepped out of the elevator and looked around.
The lobby on the entire floor is almost as closed as a corridor. It is more like a presidential suite than a lobby, but the decoration is a bit bleak and there is almost no furniture.
"Is this door... locked too?" Huang Quan turned the door handle slightly, but it didn't move at all.
"If this goes on forever, let me do it." Black Swan frowned slightly. This was the first time Xing saw the smile fly away from Black Swan's face.
"This memory realm... is a bit too twisted. I have to use some less elegant methods. You two... please give me some time..."
Xing sniffed and nodded, thinking it would be okay if I gave you a few more hours, but before she could squat down against the wall, the black swan over there opened her eyes.
"I can see the center of this dreamland, as well as family members... There are still a few figures groping forward. It seems that your friends are not going well... one, two, three..."
"...No, three? Is there a third person looking for a way to the lobby? Wait...this is..."
"——The little girl who was with you before?" Black Swan was a little shocked. In fact, she also thought that the little girl would still stay in the dream, but she couldn't think of any strong longing for her.
"You said she has returned to reality." Xing stood up holding on to the wall and stared into Black Swan's eyes.
"I don't understand, but there is a familiar shadow in the memory field, which feels very similar to her... What reason does she have to go deep into the dream?" Hei, "Is she... running? No... running? Hers There seems to be something behind you..."
After a pause, she continued, "...No, everyone, we have to speed up."
Black Swan suddenly took Xing and Huang Quan's hands and jumped into the wall when Xing was at a loss, giving her almost no time to react.
"The situation is urgent. I can only make an exception and use some means to take you through the memory field together." Black Swan led them through the layers of memory fields, and they felt weightless like a tide.
"I picked up a few strands of her thoughts from the memory field, which can help you establish an impression of her. Now, hold on to these thoughts firmly and organize them into shape in your mind." Black Swan stared straight ahead. The memory of Yu Yu grabbed Xinghe Huangquan's hand with all his strength.
"Just now, I captured some very familiar memories. The old friend who appeared here is not only her, but also the third person who was present when you were in danger..."
"——The Memory Meme, it's there too."
Xing didn't have time to listen to Black Swan's words, her head was like a pot of boiling water, some puzzle pieces were squeezed into the depths of her memory like a tide, and a lot of messy information filled each other.
[The watchmaker’s legacy...]
【I...don't want to give up...】
【I have this right...right...】
The black swan took them through the realm of memory. There was a hazy light in front of their eyes, and the outline of the room vaguely resembled the dream lobby of a hotel.
[I dreamed of a piece of scorched earth, and a new stamen sprouted from the ground. It bloomed in the morning sun and whispered to me. 】
[Why do people choose to sleep? I think……】
[…because I’m afraid of waking up from my dream. 】
When approaching the dream lobby, Huang Quan suddenly pulled out the long knife stuck behind his back with one hand, and the majestic murderous intent filled the entire lobby.
"Be careful! There is a dangerous smell nearby."
They landed in the center of the dream hall. Huang Quan let go of Black Swan's hand, reached to his waist, and grasped the handle of the long knife. The murderous intent was so sharp that the temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
"Everyone, stay alert." Black Swan stepped forward slightly to block Xing's shoulders and looked around.
The moment Xing landed, she didn't have time to look up. She only heard the sound of hurried footsteps like withered butterflies flying. A strong wind blew in all directions in the lobby. Xing knew something was coming out, but she couldn't see it.
The moment she steadied her body and raised her head, she saw the backs of Black Swan and Huang Quan in her field of vision. Across their bodies, she saw a group of sharp edges sweeping towards them, but the target was not her, nor Huang Quan or Black Swan.
The star's eyes seem to be spinning cyan mandala flowers. The lobby is cyan, the underworld and the black swan are also cyan. Just like the butterfly that was cut in half, everything you look at is cyan, as if the time in the dream is also cyan. Stopped abruptly.
She was inexplicably frightened, and could no longer act as carelessly as usual. Her steps were heavy, her arms were heavy, and the world in her eyes seemed to flash briefly in an instant.
There is a dense fragrance floating in the air. It seems that not long ago, a young girl flapped her wings and stayed briefly on her shoulders. Her fragrance is not some kind of perfume or shower gel, but a very natural smell. Obviously There is a sense of withering loneliness in the fragrant aroma.
Why is this scent so familiar to me? Have you ever been with her? On the main road in Golden Hour? Or in the dream bubble in the dream shop? Or her hair gently brushing the tip of her nose on the roller coaster at Aideen Park?
The cyan figure was very blurry, almost as if it was broken, but Xing could almost imagine what she looked like, but as he turned over and over, he was always slightly wary of her, and what remained deep in his memory was always smile.
Across the back of Huangquan and Black Swan, Xing looked into her eyes. The sunlight reflected in her eyes, but they were flowing like blood.
She tilted her head, as if hanging down feebly, a strand of long silver hair hanging from her ears, and the concept of living slowly died on her body.
......
"The flower shape of iris is like a flying butterfly, and butterflies play the role of messengers in love stories."
"Irises have an extremely short flowering period, during which time the irises bloom into beautiful blooms. However, although irises can be seen blooming throughout the season, the lifespan of a single flower is very short, usually only about a day. To bloom her charm.”
......
"On February 2th, go to Pinoconi with the Pioneers. The most magical dream in the universe is on Pinoconi."
"On February 2th, go to Golden Hour with the Trail Blazers, and someone is having a wedding there."
"On February 2th, I went to Aideen Park with the Pioneers. The Dream Theater was scary, but the Pioneers were there, so it wasn't scary."
"On February 2th, I went to build a dream border with the pioneers. The sunset was beautiful and the photos were beautiful. I received a business card, which I cherish very much."
"The Blazers are the best."