Jiga, Jiga...

There is something shaking, harsh and astringent.

It was the rusty old basketball stand shaking. It was half tilted, and the pillar could barely support the pile of residues, but the rebound and basket were about to fall into the dark water on the ground. It was not the original cement floor, but the smelly mud. The shadow cast by the basketball stand was also shaking in the water.

It seemed like a crow's chirping, cutting through the gray sky, breaking the claustrophobic silence with its strangeness.

This chirping also made Gu Jun suddenly pull out of a stagnant darkness, his heart beat again, and his mind reconnected.

He looked around with his eyes open, and the gaps in the branches blocked most of his vision. This was a dead tree. Some dry brown leaves that had been dead for a long time were still hanging on the branches and did not fall. Eternal death seemed to have suddenly come, making these leaves no longer swing.

But there were no dead trees in the basketball court just now.

Just now...what happened...

Gu Jun pressed his painful head and stood up from the ground. His backpack and other items were still on his body, but the surroundings changed, including wet swamps, dead trees, black and smelly water, and twisted weeds. These overlapped with the basketball stand.

Just like that alley-end basketball hoop has always been built on this dead land.

"Just... Ahm suddenly mutated...and then..."

Gu Jun tried his best to recall that some confused scenes hit his mind, but he couldn't organize them well, just like an amnesia patient who had no way to remember the memories he had lost. He could only press his head to think and explore around carefully.

Ahm, Chen Xing and others should have taken black liquid and accepted the power of the black goat, which also caused huge mutations in the body.

He didn't know what was going on in biology. The existing knowledge of human beings and the limits of mystery that can be mastered are quite limited, so he did not worry about those problems for the time being. The key is that these "negative choices" in the alley seem to have become another existence...

At that time, a black fog suddenly gathered in the sky.

It seemed as if Ahm called "Mom", the one who called Shabu Nicholas...

Gu Jun walked around the pool of water while stepping on the weeds under his feet. The original cement land did not completely disappear, and some broken cement blocks were half sunk in the gray and black soil. He walked through the mud by these cement blocks.

This seems to be a different world.

He looked at the gray sky and easily got this judgment.

Because he has seen this sky, not only from the illusion, but also from the memory of the spirit child, but also from the personal experience and witnessed it with his own eyes.

This sky is the same as the sky in the high wall space.

At the beginning, he personally exploded the Yibanyan passage... Now, he has come to this world again.

Beep-

Suddenly, the sound of an electronic device alarm interrupted Gu Jun's thoughts and made him sweat suddenly. The sudden sound came from his feet.

If it weren't for this sound, he wouldn't have noticed this situation. A yellow shared bicycle was buried deep in the mud, and only a tiny piece of the front of the vehicle was exposed on the mud. The sound was made by it. This was the shared bicycle that Chen Xing was riding in circles.

Chen Xing…

The peek skull position on Gu Jun's right forehead suddenly burst and hurt, forcing him to press it tightly, otherwise it would be like something was about to burst out.

He remembered some memories again, and finally Chen Xing rushed straight on his bicycle. Vice Captain Cao shot Chen Xing, and then...

The strange memory scene was unstable, and the sharp and hard bones broke out from Chen Xing's body. Chen Xing's hands became... like a broken-headed knife...

I don’t know if it was memory triggering nerve perception, or if the nose really smelled the smell of blood and the fishy smell of human blood.

Gu Jun frowned, and stretched out his foot to dial the front of the shared bicycle, which was slightly exposed, as if it had touched the mechanism. The slumber where the bicycle was located suddenly made a whirring sound. The shared bicycle sank and disappeared, but something turned up.

He looked at it, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the veins on his forehead were tense.

A bald old face with a frightened look was one of the three old men. She was almost knocked against by Chen Xing and scolded Chen Xing.

The old man's face was split... No, it was chopped off from the top of his head, his flesh and skull were split, and blood was mixed with the marsh sewage...

The head where this face is located is not connected to the neck, but is broken and separated.

Chen Xing started a dispute because he scolded his neighbor for being too noisy, and then slashed his neighbor with a kitchen knife, thinking about getting rich overnight and being schizophrenia...

"Is Chen Xing a negative choice?" Gu Jun asked around, his anger and confusion in his heart, and the strong rotten breath around him seemed to tear him apart, "Isn't this scum? What's wrong with this old man to you? Lin Jing, what are you thinking? What are you thinking?"

He didn't understand whether these people, Black Goat believers, held great ideas.

Let the negative choice defeat the positive choice? Or should they bless others with the hardships they have suffered? Or should they be extremely prey on the weak and use the power of darkness to act recklessly?

After Gu Jun learned about Lin Jing's life experience, he became a little confused.

He had a complicated life experience, but he was not as humble and helpless as Lin Jing, and was trapped by his miserable fate. He could not even think about how Lin Jing could break through the trap. From his position, he could say many ideas that would stand and speak without back pain. But in fact, thinking without external forces, being separated from the environment and being separated from the environment is not Lin Jing's dilemma, nor is it a dilemma like Lin Jing.

A young girl, due to a high fever and had some problems with her nervous system when she was a child, was abandoned by her divorced parents for her grandmother's care. Because she became aggressive when she became ill, she was locked up in a small house of several square meters and grew up until she was nineteen years old when she was four years old.

There was almost nothing in the cottage except a broken bed, a broken quilt, and a toilet. How could she break the trap of fate?

Such things are actually everywhere.

Such negative choices have their own misfortunes.

So, when he was at Lin Jing's house, Gu Jun thought, was this life causing Lin Jing to embark on such a path, but now...

"Why?" Gu Jun asked.

But there was no echo around, no hazy auditory hallucination, and the crows no longer chirped.

Gu Jun took a deep breath, unable to bear to look at the broken old man's face again. The current situation did not allow him to pick up the head and take it away for burial. He looked at the dead and silent surroundings, and there was so much danger being hidden, and no one knew what the situation of others was like...

At this time, his ears were listening quietly and vaguely heard a little painful cry coming from afar, like the voices of Cao Yicong and others.

Gu Jun immediately turned in that direction, holding the Kalop scalpel in his hand, and walked away with caution.
Chapter completed!