3. Trashes
Scramble.
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
Maybe it was a time when the scooter did not save the child, but rather overstretched and killed.
Master Semachi blocked the news and made up a good story to save lives in order to avoid damage to his son ‘ s reputation.
But the child’s soul was haunting Master Sema and driving him crazy slowly and alive!
One.
Sima’s crazy news.
I was on my way to Jingyu.
My name is Wang An-suk, I’m from Yichuan, who is two years old, and who was first and second in the first year of the millennium, and I’m second and third in four years.
I first knew him at the High Wall of the House of Hanlins, where I met him as a follower student, but I had already heard of his reputation.
He was said to be 7 years old and to have learned early, and to have been able to hit the tatters and rescue the missing water friends — a matter that was widespread in the capital and Luoyang, and which had even been developed for painting, when the world had spoken of young and talented and promising.
Rumor has it.
And what I saw with my own eyes was a bit different from the rumours.
It’s different from the bold image of the one who saved his friends.
He was a weak, nervous, suspicious and even some god-worried man, and even the most learned teacher in the courtyard, O’Yun-hyun, was unaware of some of the obnoxious words that appeared in his mouth.
He’s got a lot of weird books on his desk, all about evil things like demons, ecstasy.
It would have been inappropriate for Sema to bring these books to the library, but they were closed to each other, perhaps with their own talent.
I worked with Sema-Gwang at the Hampshire, and I had a lot of relationships — but we were not in agreement in politics, or even in the south.
I am pushing for a new law: it is only through a change in the law that has prevailed since the opening of Dae Song that powerful soldiers of rich countries can be achieved.
But he was a strong believer in the old system, and even rejected my opinions one by one.
We used to argue with each other about our faces and our fists, and nobody could convince them.
The turn of events shall be the feast of the house.
Now in retrospect, that’s probably the origin of his madness.
We were called to the palace on the autumn of the year by a crowd of Hanlins to study for His Majesty.
It was a rare occasion for honour, so at the royal table, I cast out all my political opinions, spoke with generosity and pain, and put forward the path of change, and there were many who opposed my claims and argued with me.
But the strange thing is that only the Zuma light, which has been against me, is as deaf as a deafness, without a word.
And We glanced at Sema in the space of the debate, but we saw him horrified, and there was fear in his pupils.
Seeing him is nothing but fear and fear of looking at the Emperor, I cannot but have some laugh in my heart and think that I was afraid of heaven and I was afraid.
And it came to pass with my great victory, and when I returned, I became famous, and Sema Light was mocked, and strangely, after that, he became sick.
At first, it was just like normal demented, demented, disoriented.
Soon after, however, the symptoms became more and more demented, obfuscated and twitched, with strange words such as “shaw”, “slurry” and “slubber” in their mouths.
On another occasion, he was brave enough to say “the emperor is dead” or “the great Song is dead” or anything like that. Fortunately, it was only in the presence of me and Mr. Ouyang-shu, who beat several times in the face, which taught him not to talk about it again.
We thought he was having an epilepsy and dragged him for treatment several times without getting better.
Until the day of the worst, he locked the gates of the Hörnshire House, where he put the head of a pig, the flag of the throne, the blood of a chicken, the face of a ghost, the head of a cape, the hand of a dancer, and danced in the highest school with the spirit.
After the scene, he was naturally unable to stay at the Henling House. He was removed from his post and expelled from his post.
The day we left the city, there was no one but Us, and We held the hand of the Sama-ray and lamented, and we did not know what to say. He was supposed to be a moon-picker, but he lost his soul and ruined the way ahead because of that he was free of evil and evil.
And he smiled as if he had nothing to do with it.
You should be careful too. I’m sorry.
He only said that to me.
Careful? Watch what?
– I naturally ask.
But he only laughed, and did not answer a single word.
And on that day We removed the Sema light, and returned to the House of Helming, and saw that his desk had been removed and that he was left out of court with a pen of books or whatever.
I was so busy picking up the books.
One of them is the “Search of the Gods” compiled by Nadong Jinbao.
The book is a collection of the things of the demons of the world, of the ogres, of the Buddha’s ways, of the obscenities, of the pedestals, of the pedestals, of the pedestals of the house, and of the grotesque, of the public cases.
The other one, ” The Legacy ” , was written by Wang Jia of the Dongjin People, and its content is no different from that of the search for the gods, and it is inconvenient to hear all kinds of strange stories and to promote sorcery and sorcery.
In addition to these two copies, there is a copy of a book called ” Grand Tang Three Hidethings ” , which I have read backwards, about a copper-headed monkey king who escorts the Master of the Great Tang.
These books are consistent with the nonsense that he was talking about after having had an epilepsy.
Besides, there’s a note that looks like his journal.
I brought it back to my house for the time being, thinking that maybe one day I could meet Sema-ray and return it to him.
Shortly after that, I left Kyoyun Dzhi county, and then moved to Shuzhou, where I was promoted to Changzhou, and soon to Guangzhou, where Sima was home.
I looked forward to seeing my old friend again and sent someone to inquire about Sema-gwang, but I did not expect to hear from him that he had become completely insane.
I entered Guangzhou City, settled my family and handed over the letter, and I was ready to see Sema-gwang. But before he got out of the court, he was called back.
“My Lord, but to see Master Sema’s? I’m sorry.
I see the eye.
This man is short, fat, smiley, looks nice and has a few eyes.
“Is there a problem?”
“This…”
“Does it feel like I’ve been visiting a madman since I was in office, to the detriment of the state?” I’m sorry.
“Do you know what he’s crazy about? I’m sorry.
“When he was in the Hampshire earlier, the doctor had seen it and said he was insane because he was insane. I’m sorry.
They say, shake your head and laugh.
“Do you dare ask me, Master Sema-gwang, did you ever tell him about the stunk he did when he was a kid? I’m sorry.
“What is the problem, and what is the connection with the illness of Kyoshi? I’m sorry.
The ruling showed such an expression and came together.
“My Lord, the Nama family is a family in our town of Guangzhou. It has a mansion in the south of the city, and it is rich and magnificent. The little one had an old knowledge, and he worked in his house. I don’t know if you’d like to hear about him.
“You say, “Hurt!”
“On that day I heard from my old friend that Master Semachi had gathered his men to play in the garden with his servants, one of whom was stubborn and accidentally fell into a jar filled with water, and all the servants fled in a state of shock. Only the young man fell down, hugged a rock next to him, broke the wall and saved the child. I’m sorry.
“Yes, the same is true of the stories I heard. What’s wrong with that? I’m sorry.
The judges laughed, and they sewn up two eyes.
My friend told me, “My Lord, it was only the Lord who brought them together and told them to spread it in the city, so that everyone knew it.” I’m sorry.
“You said no witnesses? It’s not the servants…
Our friend then asked the servants of his house in private, but they were stunned and stunned, and were afraid to speak. According to my friends, there was no festivities at all during that time, as if something terrible had happened. Master Sema-gwang was unable to close the door for months. I’m sorry.
“…”
“The most gruesome thing is that, shortly thereafter, one night, he was on duty in the doorroom, woke up in the middle of the night by the sound of the courtyard, and he climbed up to pick up the curtains and saw only the Master of the Sema Ji, who was in charge of a few of his servants, carrying a bloody sack out of the door in the night. I’m sorry.
“What are you trying to say?” I’m sorry.
“My Lord, I dare to speculate that Master Zheshi Magwang did or did. It was only that it failed to save people — it was the one who was too hard to break the walls of the tatter, and it was the same child who was inside, who was killed.
Master Semachi blocked the news and made up a story to save the life of his beloved son in order not to lose his reputation, but the child’s soul was haunting him and driving him crazy slowly and alive! I’m sorry.
Two.
One town in Gwangju, divided into two and a half rivers, many temples in the North and many shops in the South.
It’s not like Tokyo, it’s not so big, but it’s kind of big.
The streets are full of merchants, tea, silk, medicine, food, and all sorts of shops, like long dragons.
But I didn’t mean to.
Words of justice have wandered through my mind for a long time.
I do not believe in ghosts, and I do not believe in the lies of the wrong-doers. Yet, apart from these grotesque parts of God, his words make me feel real.
Sema–It’s probably crazy to be killed when I was a kid.
His personality is very different from the rumours, and his disheartening manifestation is true.
Having said that, it is not possible for me to go away from visiting in the name of my reputation, and I can’t do anything like that.
When I got out of the palace, I got a saloon and went south of town. It didn’t take much time to get there before sunset.
It’s a luxurious home, but it’s also a flimsy waste, full of broken walls and weeds.
“The family has been broken since the death of the Grand Master’s wife, and the relatives have divided their family’s wealth, and the subordinates have dispersed. “The man who brought me here.
I noded my head and gave the two sedans some silver to wait at the door and walked into the house alone.
It is also natural that there is a desolation in the courtyard, full of flowers and wells.
I walked and I was whispering, “Jun-seon!” “I was all alone and I didn’t know where he was, and I was in danger.
Walking through the courtyard without seeing anyone else, the left and right compartments were still, and I thought, instead of going into the proper room, I turned and went through the moon door to the garden.
It is far from the streets and far from the depths. The pond has dried up long ago, weeds have grown to a height, and the tree canopy has covered the sky, and it is desolate and gruesome.
Under the false mountain by the pool, two large black and blue tatters were covered in grass.
I pulled the weeds and the leaves, approached the two cupboards, looked at them.
The big one on the right is perfect, but the outside wall is crawling with moss, with some fungus, and there’s a black hole in the wall on the right.
This must be the tatter that Sma slammed.
Before I got to the tatter, I was careful to sound, “Ju-sun, I’m sorry.
No response.
I slowly went to the mouth, looked inside, and didn’t see anyone — nor did I see the bottom of the jar, because the jar was covered by a strange black fog, which covered the horizon, down to the approximately inch.
I tried to reach into the mist, and I touched it all around, and I didn’t touch anything.
Not even the walls of the tatter that should have been touched.
As I reacted to this, I was cold, sweating, trying to pull back my hand, and it was then that the fog vortex vortex vortex vortex vortexed me with a powerful suction force, and the whole person fell into it.
“Aah-aah-aah! I’m sorry.
I screamed into the jar, and I fell behind.
When he was dazed and looked around, he found the cask wide enough to be several times larger than he saw outside.
The inner wall of the tank is covered with gold lines, the texture style of which I have never seen, which is not as sophisticated and nuanced as the craftsman’s.
Surprised by the fact that the golden rays had strangled me in the morning, blinded me, and suddenly, when they had taken their hands to cover themselves, the bright light had vanished.
“This, this is…
The gold line is starting to get red, while a hot heat wave strikes.
It was only at this point that I felt so badly that I was too busy looking for an exit to escape.
When the heat flung me down in a flash, two rolls up, and when it looks up, the gold line around it is red, almost like the inner walls of a fireplace, and the texture of the line starts to stir up a flame.
I tried my best to run to a small blank in the fire.
That’s the gap on the jar wall — that’s the hole that the horse light broke.
I screamed out of the gap, and I put my head in the weeds and rolled.
I just felt my body’s hands and feet colliding with something.
Because the mind is still trapped in the horrors of the moment, and because the sight is blocked by weeds, I do not see the outline of the object, but only that it should be a living one.
And when it is to be looked at, the sound of the grass leaves is gone, and it is gone.
And I sat down, and after a moment of rest, I got up and ran.
I’m scared of what’s happening in the jar. I can’t stop.
I walked out of the gate without the two Zalimuns, and I had no time to feel the same. I opened my legs and walked back in the street.
As we left, the head was so bright.
And I look up and see a swarm of radiant sun, and on the night sky above my head.
There’s another strange glitter in the light. It’s right in my forehead, and I’m just so dazed.
3
When I woke up, I found myself lying on the couch of the official.
The girl next to me woke up and ran and cried out to her.
Not long ago, his wife, Wu, took her pet to the palace and walked over here before I opened my mouth and dumped a hot pa on my face.
“You’re free! I don’t know where I’m going, leaving a weak woman in this house! I’m sorry.
“I, I last night…”
“You were brought back last night by two sedans, and the lower sedan fell to the ground. I’m sorry.
“I, I’m going…”
“How do I know where you’re going?” I’m sorry.
“…”
I sat up, covered in hot pie, trying to remember last night.
All I remember was going into the sima’s junkyard, trying to find sima’s light, but not only did I not find him, but I saw the scene inside the scavenging jar.
The rest of the memory became intermittent and blurred.
Oh, and then I crawled out of the jar and hit something.
What the hell is going on in that tank?
Where the hell is Sema Light again?
I couldn’t figure it out, but I couldn’t think about it. After weeding and dressing, I rushed to the front court and started taking care of the state.
My attention was drawn to the plethora of busy business that took place during the period, which was too much to show, and as I approached the court.
The paper petition was filed by dozens of farmers on the outskirts of the city, who claimed that the spring was widely destroyed this year.
But it does not say who was destroyed, but it says, “Every night, the sound of its voice is clear. Ten people shout, and if a hundred dogs bark, and if a hundred horses bark, the middle foot, foot, squawk, moaning, moaning, the small people are afraid to go out and see it the next day. I’m sorry.
I took a look at it for a while, and I asked him what was going on.
He barely looked at it, and he said, “I know this, and it’s coming up every year. I’m sorry.
“A complaint is made every year, meaning that every year agricultural land is destroyed? I’m sorry.
“Yes, it is. I’m sorry.
“Do you know what destroyers are? I’m sorry.
“No one knows about this, Lord Zhong, but it is an evil creature whose name is “disguised.” I’m sorry.
“…the demons?”
“It is as if it were muddy, and with its hands and feet, and with its eyes full of eyes, and it became insolent.” I’m sorry.
I’m staring at the smirk, and I can’t stop laughing.
“And even so, send them and bring the demon to justice!” I’m sorry.
The loudness of the scream, which made it possible to shake the whole body, was almost open.
I see him in a panic, in a ridiculous and hateful way. He only thinks I don’t know anything, and he’s using the name of a monster.
I’ve seen this a lot of times in my life:
Every spring time, the gents gather and step on the seedlings in the night, and even the embankments flood the fields.
After the destruction of the field, the farmers had to sell the land to them for a year without food and rent, and have since become tenants!
Such malicious annexation is not only an act of desolation, but also an inexhaustible and a source of hatred for my country.
And I see my face in my eyes, sewn, and for a long time, and suddenly I say: “My Lord, you went to see Master Sema yesterday? I’m sorry.
“Where do I see it, it has anything to do with you? I told you to look into the destruction of the field. I’m sorry.
“This…”
“And you disobeyed?”
Don’t dare, don’t dare! This is small … Let’s organize. I’m sorry.
I was sitting in my seat, repulsing the suffering of the people and suffering for a long time.
Upon returning to the inner courtyard, he saw a series of arrests, detentions and more than a dozen courtyards, surrounded by open areas in front of the barracks and whispering.
I’m out of date and I’m going to say, “Go and get the prisoner who stepped on the field and destroyed it. I’m going to do this in 10 days! I’m sorry.
The courtmen and the hearsays of the judges were all brushing their heads and looking at me.
But none responded.
They looked at me with a strange and inexplicable look.
What is on that face is no conflict, no displeasure, but rather a dim, slow, cold-blooded mind. Like…
It’s as if the grave was buried.
These officers were normal when I did it before, and then they looked at me with no expression, which made my back cold.
At the same time, I found out that the ruling was open.
He looked at me with his eyes open and he looked at me with no face.
These silent gazes quickly exhausted my courage, and I took two steps back, walking fast into the inner yard and closing the door.
It was a relief to walk back to the inner house and close the door, and to be afraid behind it.
That’s what happened.
The manner of the courtmen, the judge, was like a change of man.
It makes me feel less human.
Looks like he’s alive, but he thinks…
Something’s missing.
On the night I was lying in bed, reminiscent of the strange things I met on those two days.
The wife was lying on her side while teasing her leopards and complaining about a girl in the house.
The girl, who called Xiao Cui, was not my slave, but was left in the house when the former Zhizhou was removed.
My wife, who did not like her clumsy hands and legs and did not understand the rules, left her yesterday. I saw her helpless and miserable and persuaded her to stay.
The day passed, the wife became increasingly disgruntled and complained.
“Bing-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding. Did she ever hear that? When Fang washed it, she grabbed my belt and threw it away! You tell me how I’ll live with her! I’m sorry.
“You told her to leave a bug behind, and you used her as an ancestor. How can she be born?” I’m sorry.
“It’s not a reptile, it’s a band! I’m sorry.
“You tell her more about the rules and she will remember them. I’m sorry.
Say more, say more! I told you I’d let her go, and you refused! I’m looking at you, but I’m looking at her, and I want this room, right? I’m sorry.
“…and stop talking nonsense! I’m sorry.
I got upset by my wife and got up and planned to go to the study.
And when they were taken from their clothes, their sleeves passed over the candles, and the candles were shaking and the light was clear, and suddenly We saw a white head on the edge of a screen not far away.
“Aah! I’m sorry.
I didn’t recognize it until after I cried. It was Tweedy behind the screen.
“Little, Xiao Cui! We’re already in bed. Why are you hiding there? I’m sorry.
“I’ve prepared the soup, and I’ve come to report it…” said Xiao Ji, “I’m scared.”
“It’s time for me to drink! “Who said you wouldn’t come in here?” This floor is washed with water and you’re gonna have to step on it again. Get out of here! I’m sorry.
Little Trenault, when his head was turned back to the screen, disappeared and after a while he heard the door closing.
The wife yelled “no manners” in the face, and urged me to see if the floor was dirty.
I can only afford to look behind the screen with a candlestick.
The wife, who was born of a small family, and who was so heavy in virtue, could not see the dust, and loved reptiles, that she would be brought with him, like a baby.
I’m used to her. I’m sorry for the girl.
However, after a turn of light inside the house, no footprints were found on the ground.
“It’s weird, the ground is clean, there’s no print…”
Don’t lie to me! She’s running around in that big shoe, and she’s covered in mud. I’m sorry.
“…”
I looked at the ground very carefully, and it was clean.
The door was also looked up at the screen, four or five feet apart, and it was impossible to lean on it without stepping into it.
And behold, it is dark, and from behind it is a cool air rising.
Fong–
When she was hiding behind the screen, did I see her body behind the screen?
And indeed, the screen of the Qur’an is gleamed by candles.
Her body…
I squirmed, and I just thought the cooler came out of the back of the spine.
I’m going to tighten the doorbell, and I’m going back to my bed, and I’m going to look at my wife, and I’m going to nod my head:
“As for you, quit.”
“Oh? I’m sorry.
“Well, let the girl go tomorrow. I’m sorry.
4
The next day We called the girl, and told her to decide. She whispered but did not cry.
And We passed through it, and there was no doubt in my heart, and she looked so tender as to shed tears.
It’s not like I was suspicious last night about a monster, but it’s just a little bit of an impotence.
It’s just that when the words are out and the wife’s behind them, it’s hard to talk. Ask her where to go.
“As the master’s wife cannot take her in, her handman returns to the theatre ship and goes back to the old business, there’s always something to eat. I’m sorry.
I was ashamed to nod my head, but gave her some silver, and sent her out of the house myself, and she gave me farewell, and We helped her, and she turned her head against my eyes.
I almost threw her hand back.
She’s got a very familiar senile face.
It’s like yesterday’s sentence with those jails.
Yeah, it’s the kind of weird look that almost resembles people and lacks some sense of integrity.
She clearly sensed my shock, turned her face fast and left in haste.
The day was too late to talk about, and he was in charge of the destruction case, leaving the master book for my review.
The doorman came in to report that someone had asked for a visit, and I asked who he had been staring at me for a while and said he was calling himself Sema-ray.
When I came, I took the joy, and asked him to come outside, but not long after the guard had gone down, a man turned back and said, “Someone is gone.”
“It’s gone. Where did it go?”
“The little one asked him to wait at the corner door, and I came to report to His Lordship, and when I went back to him, he was gone. I’m sorry.
“What does he look like? What are you wearing?”
“The long, unsighted face of his face, he may have been crippled. As for clothes, clothes…”
The doorman looked at me, and he started to snuggle. I was anxious to tell him, he whispered:
“The man was wearing this dress on the adult. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I’m stuck in my chair. I haven’t felt it in a while.
The doorman repeats:
“The man is wearing this four-size-fits-all costume of a grown man. I’m sorry.
“You’re lying! I can’t help but laugh, “It’s the uniform of the court, how could he be? I’m sorry.
“Small, small, can also testify to the right or the left. I’m sorry.
I stopped and asked him to take me to check, first he took me to the corner where the “Sema Light” disappeared and found a roll of sweat-stained sackcloth in the corner.
They also went to the gate and asked three other men who were on duty on that day, who confirmed that there was a man in uniform who came to visit and who they thought they were.
I asked if I had seen the man leaving through the door, and all three were shaking their heads and never saw him.
“It means that the man is still hiding in the palace. The doorman whispered to me.
I noded and quickly gathered their men and ordered them to find the man who was called Sema light and suspected of being an official.
However, 350 courtyards turned the house upside down, and even the cells in the cells were searched individually, without a trace.
I’ve been thinking about it for half a day, and I’ve been whispering.
He called the courtmen and asked them to search the courtyard.
And We know in their hearts what they are afraid of, and We say, “If the inner people stop, then say, “I have ordered it, and it is no fault of you.” – Ah, but you have to get your shoes on first. I’m sorry.
The courtmen are nodding their orders. They’re going back to the barracks to change their shoes, and I’m going back to the lobby.
When it was too little, We heard the footsteps of the courtmen who had changed their shoes towards the inner courtyard, but in less than a quarter of an hour they returned to the barracks.
I got a strange feeling, and I got up and went to the barracks, and I asked the officers who were taking off their shoes, “You’re done here.” I’m sorry.
The courtmen were face-to-face and showed strange faces.
“My Lord, didn’t you just change your mind and ask us not to search? One of them said:
I smell, and my heart is far more mysterious, and I drink with some anger: “Bullshit!” When did I tell you not to search? I’m sorry.
“Just a moment ago, in front of the house, you told us yourself…”
“That’s bullshit. I was sitting in the lobby! I’m sorry.
“…”
I looked at the speechless courtyard, and I swiped the rest of the silent. After a few seconds, the back again slowly rose a bit of coolness.
It was the night, and I called a dozen guards to guard the courtyard, and they were ordered to arrest them, so that they could rest and return to the house and change their clothes.
And his wife, who saw me, was very nervous, and did not dare to complain, whispered, “You are also strange today and in a state of anger. I’m sorry.
I looked at her.
“How am I so angry? I’m sorry.
“As early in the day, didn’t you come in happy? It was even a little gruesome. I thought you’d come in here with me… what kind of dementia look are you? Don’t scare me! I’m sorry.
I grabbed my wife’s shoulder.
“I’m… I’m staying with you today? When?
“Do you not know when you’re going with me?” I’m sorry.
“…”
The wife threw me away and kept whispering, “It’s a good thing that I was in bed with you during the day and asked if I was in a room with you yesterday. I’m sorry.
– Crazy.
That reminds me steeply of Sema Light.
I recall his demented, gibberish look, the two large tatters I saw at his house the previous two days, and the objects I hit in the grass when I climbed out.
The object…
Is that…
“Sat, be careful. I’m sorry.
The last words of Sema light ring in my head.
I’m getting more and more frightened, and I’m getting more and more suspicious. In the head, it’s a mess.
And look down, it was the leopard that bit my sleeve, while he bit and cried like a baby.
The more irritated I was, the more I was, the more I slapped the beast from the table, and I didn’t care about my wife’s cry, and I went out for a breath.
It took a few steps to get the door open and see a guard standing in the yard, on duty, so it was a little restless.
So I went in and asked about it, and the soldier looked at me, and there appeared a few flashes in his eyes, but he answered, “There is no anomaly.” I’m sorry.
“Well, keep looking. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head, and I turned around, and suddenly I was shocked, and I turned back and watched the soldiers.
“What did you just say?”
“I, I say it’s not unusual, my lord. I’m sorry.
“Not yet. Why do you say nothing?”
The soldiers looked at me and once again showed that strange look.
“You… 15 minutes ago, didn’t you just ask? I’m sorry.
I had a little twitch on my finger, but the cold in the back neck slowly rose.
“I went where? I’m sorry.
The soldiers thought, pointing to the garden.
“You come with me. I’m sorry.
I told the soldiers to follow me, and the two went slowly towards the garden.
When I entered the garden, I asked the soldiers behind the house to carry a sword and walk forward and search the grass, trees, false mountains, and pavilions. I tried to look carefully with my eyes open.
They searched half of them, and they didn’t see them. They were tired, they were trying to do it, and they heard the soldiers whispering, “My Lord.” “I was busy turning around, but I found the soldiers not behind me.
He stood far at the entrance to the porch and turned his back on me, as if he was looking at what was in the gallery.
And I went over the shoulder of the soldiers, and visited them in the porch, and there was only a shadow of the pillars, and there was a dark shadow standing.
“You, go and arrest the thief! I’m sorry.
I shouted and pushed the soldiers hard, and he leaned forward and fell down.
Blood flowed out of his chest and from the ground.
He’s dead.
The killer is who he is.
And We picked up the rod by the foot of the soldier, and put it up against the shadow of the pavilion step by step, and cried out, “Come on, come on!”
And when the moon revealed from the clouds a small horn, and with a little light We saw his face.
I look black and my feet fall down.
That’s a familiar face.
Its five officials and Zhu Zhui I see in the mirror every day, so familiar — it’s a mirror.
I saw myself in the dark.
At this point, my cry finally called for other courtyards, coming in from the garden door and coming this way.
The other “I” saw me and jumped over the porch and ran under the wall, flipping up the wall three or two steps in a clever way, looking at me and jumping off the wall.
5
I stayed up all night till dawn.
I know that I see not wrong. That is indeed another.
The deceased soldier was taken to the morgue, where he was called for an autopsy, and shortly thereafter the plaque was brought up, and the victim was killed in the act with a wound to the chest.
Surely the soldier saw him in the darkness, and took him as me, and cried out to His Lord, and was killed by the man who was killed by him without any protection.
Where did that “me” come from?
What does he want to do?
I want to go, and I remember what happened at the Sema’s house, and I remember all the strange things that happened at the time.
Then I thought, “He has a few books and a diary left in my hand.” So he went to the study and turned his luggage over and found the dusty books.
A Book of the Legacy, a Book of the Search of the Gods, a Book of Great Tang’s Psalms, and a Book of His Notes.
I took the three books and looked at them, and it turned them all around, and I looked at them all.
The page of the ” Search for God” is the end of volume 8, which reads:
Sun Hu Young-Aan, three years ago, in February, had a different child, four feet long, six or seven years old, dressed in green clothes, and suddenly came from the play. “Whose son is this? I’m sorry.
And said: ‘See you for your fun, so here we are! “and look at it in detail, with light in its eyes, and with light out.
And the sons are afraid to ask their reasons. “You’re afraid of me?” We are not a man, but a scalding star, and there will be an Qur’an. It’s a sema. I’m sorry.
You’re in a state of shock, or you’re going to sue an adult. “Sher is gone! * It’s the only thing that’s ever happened * And if they look back and look, then they will be brought to the sky, The arrival of the grown-ups will be appreciated. High and low.
When Wu is in a hurry, do not dare to declare it. The latter four years were lost, six years were wasted, twenty-one years were lost and Wu Ping: to Sema.
It is not difficult to understand this, but it is about the three countries’ grandchildren, Wu Yong-Ann, who were in a strange young dress and were playing with children.
The son claimed to be a fluorescent star, and saw the light out of his eyes, and predicted the return of the three nations to the Sema. And when they had told them, the green garment was as white as a white twilight.
And suddenly we remembered that Sema-gwang had said that his family was Smafu, the brother of Nasei Koshu-Zuma, and wondered whether he had any intention of writing it down.
One of the relics of the Old Testament is the legend of the Old Testament.
For three decades, when they were in the throne, they were found in the sea of the West, and light was found, and the night ended. The people of the sea look for their light, even though it is small, if the moon is gone. Cha has been orbiting the four seas for 12 years on a Sunday, and has been re-opened for months, and is also a starship, where its companions dwell.
And two of them were the first emperors, who said: “The people of the canals, who came by the canoe.” The ark is like a snail, and it sank on the sea floor, and the water is not immersed, and a “dumped ship”. The people of his country grew ten times long, making up the hairs of birds and beasts.
The first king spoke with his words, and when the heavens and the earth began to open, he saw them. “When I was little, I walked away, and wandered all the way.” And his old age, sitting in the heavens and the earth. His Majesty’s Majesty has spent 90,000 miles in the salt-water pool, and has made the day Long live.
These two points refer, respectively, to the period of Dom Mayo, when the sea was full of giant ships, which were luminous in light and bright in the light of the sun and the day, and which were orbiting around the sea, and whose name was constantly checked, and where there were feathers.
At the time of the beginning of the Emperor, there were also nationals of the land of the Great Canal, known as the spiral ship.
And its people were ten feet old and wearing feathers, and it was 90 thousand miles away from the setting of the sun, one day and a thousand years in the world, so its people knew the beginning of the heavens and the earth.
After reading these strange texts, I can’t help but feel that Sema seems to have a one-stop story of myths about the sky — even believing in it — because at the same time he used to say words such as “wieldling children”, “shaws”, “monthly checks”.
And yet, these scandals have little to do with what has happened to me today, so I have no choice. Throw down two ghost books and pick up the book “Big Tang Three” and read it.
This book is about the legendary Master Don Sanchie who, under the escort of a copper-headed monkey, went through 36 difficult times to get the true story of the West.
It’s a text, although it’s also anecdotal, and it’s very interesting to write, and it’s a whole bunch of ideas, and it’s a good one, and I love it.
In the book, the words are the eleventh words of volume II, the tenth difference between a monkey in his six ears, and the story of a monkey in his six ears who behaved as a monkey, who did nothing but commit crimes and fainted as a magician, and then the monkeys competed with each other and were unable to tell the truth.
And I remember the end of this story, it was the day when the two monkeys were broken up, and they were crushed to death.
And We put down the book, and We made half of it so that the doubt became clear.
The real Monkey King, the real Monkey King…
Isn’t that what happened to me?
He’s here to close the page.
I dropped Big Tang’s Psalms, and I turned up my diary to grab the cheese and the light, and the first page of the page was a very strange phrase:
I’m Sema Light. Sima Light is me.
I’m from Guangzhou, Guangshan County. And what I write in this book is what Suma Guang went through in this life.
I have continued to turn back with my doubts, and the previous pages have been flat and unsurprising, with my name appearing occasionally, mostly in the political debate with me, on some of the trivialities of life, reading notes and so on.
But turning around to the tenth page, strange narratives began to appear.
I know he’s still alive.
I can’t feel his presence from time to time.
Even when he came to the Kyoshi, his sense of existence remained constant and ubiquitous. Did he come to Kyoshi too? Where is he hiding? Who saw him?
I’ve got a steady, shiver hand. Keep going down.
I should’ve done it harder that day. I’d have killed him for years! What was I afraid of? I dare to smash the tank, but why can’t I? Because of him?
My father and mother, what are they waiting for? They knew that I was the real one, and I was the one who was raised from childhood, but they let him go, leaving evil.
And recently We turned to the ancients, and when We knew the link between the Sema’s house and that which bewitched, We were reminded.
My great-grandfather was helped by them to take over the world, wasn’t he? They made it and gave it to me. My parents dared not disobey! Maybe, maybe, even my father and my mother have already been…
And those who bewilder and perhaps the people of the canal, who have been so defiant that they may see us as a mustard. But why do you keep your eyes closed? What are they asking for? You think we’re just playing games?
For six months now, I’ve seen more clearly what I’ve seen, walking down the street, and I’ve seen a lot of people with different forms of dementia, who hide people and live like normal people!
No one else can recognize these things except that I am mad, and so do Father.
And We knew, and it was not my illusion, that after that day I had learned how to distinguish between the people of the earth and the people of the earth.
It’s the spirit.
## A man may be impotent, deviant, and face deviant often loses control.
In the face of the agnosticism and loss of speech, the five officials, while not disemboweled, have turned to each other and shown themselves to be inhuman.
I saw that stupid look on his face years ago!
I know there are many people in this world, but I never imagined it would be a disaster for the country!
On this day, I went to the palace with Hanlin, and I didn’t mean to look at the throne, to spy on the face, to see the man who was supposed to be my great Son of Song and who was so familiar in his face!
How can I face this ridiculous world?
I look at him, he knows nothing, he doesn’t know anything, he’s still so generous, he has his dream of a better, more powerful country.
I envy him.
I just hope he never finds these.
Six.
I dropped my log, and that’s when I found my forehead in cold sweat.
Sima Lighted him … He’s been through everything I’ve been through since then.
Some of the key points in his journal had been erased, but it was not difficult to guess.
The place that has been erased must be the key to the emergence of another “me” and the secret has absolutely nothing to do with his two big jars.
Where is he now?
I have to… I have to find him.
I took care of the diary, turned around and left the house. I can’t take up the sedan and walk south.
In the twilight of the day, the town of Guangzhou continued to flourish, with Travellers roaming the streets. I don’t have the last time.
I used the Twilight Twilight to keep my eye on roadside traders, street people, upstairs drinkers, and under the bridge.
I am appalled to find that many of them are really showing their familiar deities and faces.
Cold, stagnating, unhuman faces.
When they find out that I am watching them, they will stop working and look at me with that frightful face.
I’m in a tremor and sweaty state, and I’m moving faster towards the town bridge, where the merchants and pedestrians are afraid to watch.
Even if they pass on their shoulders, it seems that they are watching me with their foolish eyes, but they have to turn their heads and go down the bridge in haste, running towards the Sema’s house, and running towards the gate, sweating and exhausted.
I went up to the door and shouted, “Gon-seon-shin!” @Ambassah: #Jan25
I know that Semagwang is certainly in this house, and that he does not wish to meet me for his own reasons, but I am now in the same situation as him, and I must find him and ask him everything.
I ran to the main room, and the door was still closed, so I couldn’t push it, and the door was closed.
And in the middle of it, the noise was coming from behind, and I looked back, and I saw a man walking through the door of the garden, and he was walking towards me, and he was dazzling, and I looked at him, and he almost fell apart.
Another “me.”
He followed me all the way here!
If he kills me and burys the body, it’s empty. I’ll take my place and go back to Guangzhou and become the real Wang An-suk!
So I pulled my legs and ran around the straight house, along the porch, panicking, and through a familiar moon gate.
I ran into that familiar garden.
It’s a good place to hide. I’m a cat with my waist, my mouth, my grass and my shrub, and I’m listening to the sound of the door.
In a few days, the sound of footsteps came from there, and I went on my knees in the grass, crawling quietly by the pond, trying to walk around the other side of the pond and walk away quietly.
But when I climbed to the fake mountain, I stepped on a dead branch with my left foot last night, and I went out again. I couldn’t help but scream, and the whole person fell down.
The footsteps of the distance stopped at once and the speed immediately accelerated towards me.
I know he found me in a hurry to stand up with my left leg, but there was a pain in the ankle and he fell again.
The other “me” was moving closer and closer, and I held my left ankle in cold sweat, and tried several times, and couldn’t stand because of the pain of the heart of my heart — even if I could stand firm, I couldn’t run.
In a state of near despair, my eyes are looking at the false mountains not far away.
Look at those two big tubs in the weeds.
There is no time to hesitate.
I dragged my left leg under the fake mountain, and I touched it in front of the tatter on the left, and I climbed in from that tatter, and I intruded in.
And then, after a wave of vibration, the eyes became more and more tuned to darkness, and only the sight of the sight.
The sight is familiar.
The fine gold line of the devil’s ax is all over the tank and is exactly the same as it was when it came in.
And the same thing happened in Russia — the gold wire flashes out of the blue, and it dazzles me. And when the light went out, it was hard for me to open my eyes.
The gold wires begin to be red quickly, while the heat waves roll, burning the flames between the gold lines.
My heart is sore that I know that I have just broken out of my mouth and entered the wolf’s den, and I want to climb out of the jar from a hole not far away, and to get out of the fire, and my left ankle is sore that I can’t move.
A blazing fire came to me.
7
I ate milk, crawled out of the jar, fell down and breathed heavily.
Again.
Once again, after all that gibberish, I don’t remember anything.
When you’re conscious again, you find yourself crawling out of the tank.
And the place that crawled out changed — I looked at the back of the cask, which was perfect.
I crawled out of the tatter next to it, and I crawled out of the good one behind me.
What the hell is this? I can’t think about it, because there is a man standing in front of me, covering up the moon.
Another “me.”
He’s staring at me, and he’s so strange and complex, he’s blessed with evil, he’s shocked and he’s scared, he’s even got a little pity.
“You idiot!” He smiled, “You’re in that tank again!” By the way, you don’t know, so you’re sure it’s not right, it’s him.”
What do you want? “I don’t know if you’re a ghost, but if you kill me, you’ll be killed. It’s useless for you to pretend to be me in my clothes. Someone will see through you! I’m sorry.
The other “me” heard, laughed, and cried.
“You don’t know anything, Ha ha ha! You don’t know anything! I’ll kill you, and I’ll kill you.
All of a sudden, he was in a tremor and his voice was on it again, and the rest of his words could never be said.
His chest slowly pierced a cold sword.
Blood slowly drops down with the blade, and the ground is full of red.
The other “I” opened his mouth, staring at me with a proliferation of pupils’ eyes, and the fear on his face was strangling, and the blade came out, and he fell down on the ground and he was bleeding.
He’s dead.
I followed the sword and looked up, and one man stood by the body of “me” and his face was made clear by the moon.
It’s Sema Light.
I will not be mistaken; indeed the man before me is the Sema light, whose face is almost identical to that which I remember, except because of the frost on his face after a few years of age.
And I rejoiced, seeking to meet each other, and suddenly I felt wrong, and turned back.
“Sema Light” has no face.
He did not come to me to pull me, nor did he say anything, but looked at me.
His face slowly shows the kind of dull, cold look that I’m already very familiar with.
It’s like a puppet dressed in human skin.
It’s like a mountain monster with a human face.
I reacted very quickly.
This is another “Sema Light”.
The other “he” was mentioned by Sema light in the log.
My liver is broken, my right leg is torn, my back is torn, my life is to crawl away from the people before me. And he didn’t chase, but he watched with his sword.
The ankles of the left foot were completely unconscious at that time, and perhaps the veins were completely broken.
So I tried to hold on a few times and I managed to get up, and when I looked at it, the “Sima Lights” were still in place, staring at me with the elusive eyes.
I didn’t care, I turned my head and walked out of the garden.
And he fled without turning back from Sema’s capital, and went to the town bridge, and smote for a while against the platinum stone, and I looked forward to it.
The moon of the night is so bright that it shines on the river, and on the surface of the sea, and on the bridge it is as bright as the day.
But neither on nor under the bridge, at this time there is no one left behind.
I remember what I saw when I came here, when the racers were running, and the two traders were drinking.
It was only a little while before they could find a single person.
Even the theatre ships floating on the river were cold and silent, and none of them had light on them and were not seen by the public.
I’m not in the right place. I can’t get rid of them so quickly.
In the midst of suspicion, one of the draughts of the trajectories was sung by women, who were swirling.
The voice of the woman was sore and dark, that she turned around in a silence, three of them as humans and seven as wept.
Besides, there was still no light in the boat.
Russia, on the other hand, has almost the same singing voice, the same voice, the same song.
Numerous dark and dark songs are interwoven, resonating, like a three-way wind, and why the devil weeps, and I hear my back cool and my skin numb.
– Isn’t that Xiao Choi’s voice?
The idea that suddenly appeared in my head caused me almost to lose my mind and to pull my left leg out of the bridge.
After the bridge, the surrounding streets and streets remained silent and empty, such as a dead city. And we passed two blocks, and We suddenly heard a whisper in the depths of an alley by the road, and we saw the fire of the bonfire.
I hesitated for a few seconds to drag my leg into that alley, not too far away, and the sound became clear at the corner of the front.
It’s a squalling sound, and a heavy screech between the squeals.
I dragged almost some soft legs around the corner, looking inside against the wall.
In front of the bonfire, a strong man turned his back on me, raised red-stained meat cutter and cut it down on the front board.
Boom!
A tremor on the board, a splatter of blood stars and flesh.
His body blocked the board, showed me the whole picture of that thing on the board, but…
I saw clearly two legs in the part that was not blocked by his body.
Those legs are still moving.
Every time a meat cutter falls, they struggle to scrawl on the plaque and add to the increasingly weak, low and moaning.
“The Smuggle, the Smuggle.” It’s everywhere, everywhere! We can’t kill, we can’t burn! I’m sorry.
As if he were chopping off one of them and whispering in a disgruntled tone, as if he were cutting off some kind of animal.
A little bit less, he turned around and grabbed the blood-stained rags on the board, which finally made me see clearly the open, blood-stained, bone-breaking thing on the board.
That thing has the same face as that guy.
I turned around and ran crazy out of the alley and ran to the palace.
What the hell is going on?
What’s going on in Guangzhou?
I ran back to Guangzhou with fear. It was a little relief to see the gates guarded and the lights on the premises.
Go back to the inner yard, close the door hard, and see the house without a light, and shout twice, and the wife did not answer, thinking she was asleep.
And I went to the study without a heart, and I went straight out of the sema-ray log, and I kept looking down, trying to find more.
However, the latter logs have turned into snow and snow, daily trifling and no more useful.
I turned to the last page, with disappointment, with a strange grotesque text, and I read it all over, talking about monkeys, taking the West Book, and not thinking, throwing it back into the bookshelve and leaving the study room, when it was coming out.
“My Lord, the demons who destroyed the field have been captured! I’m sorry.
It’s the sound of justice.
8
I opened the courtyard door and held two courtyards with torches and standing outside the door.
“You say the demons that destroy the field? I’m sorry.
“That’s right, the demon is in jail at the state capital. Will adults be questioned? I’m sorry.
“…”
I’ve lost half my mind.
Isn’t that what he’s trying to do to me? What do you mean he said he got caught?
I’m staring at the laughter face, and I don’t know what he’s selling.
“Also, take me to see the demon. I’m sorry.
I followed through to jail.
The light in the prison was clear, and dozens of courtmen were holding fire and standing in line, and the shadows were set on the walls by fire, and the flames moved with the wind and the shadows leaped with it.
The cells left and left were empty and all the other prisoners appeared to have been transferred, but the cell was repulsed with a gruesome and gruesome roar.
The sound was like hundreds of people crying, hundreds of beasts screaming, stomping, hitting, whinging, laughing, coming from the deepest part of the prison.
“How many men have you arrested? I turn to the judge.
The sentence was not answered, but looked at me faceless, and I turned around and looked at the left and right courtyards, and they had the same coldness on their faces as if they were wearing iron cast masks.
I recall the kind of cold-bloodedness that they had shown me, and they had to step back, but were blocked by general justice.
“Your Honor, let’s go to trial. I’m sorry.
He said with a cold voice.
“…”
I had only to take him and the whole court to the bottom of the line, and the sound went deeper and deeper, and became sore and sore as to cry, and so evil as to cry.
The fire of the torch faded behind me, and I stopped in front of the deepest prison and saw a shiver, flowing black mud.
The silt-like object was so large that almost the entire cell was filled — or, in other words, full, the edge of which was slowly spilling out of the cell’s wooden fence.
The sound of chaos and terror came from this black mud.
Behind him was convicted of taking a torch from the court, and before he went, the light of the torch shined the “black mud” on the beach, and I was one of them, and I was paralyzed.
It’s a gruesome, gruesome mud.
From there, the mud is made up of blood-stained membranes and swollen tumours.
Its surfaces are covered in human faces, eyeballs, ears and noses, mouths, piles of flesh… and weed-like piles of people’s hands, feet, dog claws, horseshoes, and more deformed and exotic parts.
These are organs that are completely inconvenient and melt and regenerate on the membrane, like a pot of boiling pus.
The unsolved arms and feet scratch the fence, and the numerous mouths — man, animal, alien — squeal, and the earth’s eyeballs have slowly infiltrated the fence with the stinking suspense.
My legs shivered, my soul shivered, and I watched the ugly and evil thing before my eyes, and suddenly a full face of man was thrown out of my flesh.
That’s… Little Jade’s face.
Her face, embedded between the swelling flesh and the tremors of the tumours, preserved a relatively good appearance, except that the whole skin had broken into pieces, and a tiny sprouts of the flesh, which flowed with the tumbling of the flesh, and quickly reached me sitting down.
“Old Lord. I’m sorry.
And she saw me with the eyes of a puddle.
“Among the slaves. I’m sorry.
She smiled and said to me with the grotesque voice.
“Do you want to hear Choile sing? Trill will sing you a song. I’m sorry.
Two white and snow-skinned hands stretching out of the flesh, strangling a fine orchid finger between the devious and deranged bodies.
Then she opened her mouth slowly — without a single sound.
Countless meat buds were sprayed out of her open mouth.
The face was swallowed and crushed in the morning, and it melted into a roll of flesh.
I’ve finally lost my last little self-control.
Turning around, screaming, crying, running out of a big prison of light and shadow.
That’s what it is.
What’s going on here?
I ran back to the inner yard, closed the door, and there was only one thought left in my mind — to pack up, take my wife, get out of the city and never come back.
Arjun! I’m sorry.
And We cried out, and his wife remained unresponsive, and his soul was afraid, and he entered the bedroom, and ran to the bed, but she was not seen.
Then the door behind me was pushed away, and I looked back and saw a creature leading into the house.
The creature wears a wife’s dress, a wife’s hair and jewelry, and has a face that is no different from her.
I’ll step back.
“My lord, isn’t he looking for a lady? This is your wife. Why are you back? “It’s not like I’m going to be able to do it.”
I looked at that familiar face and shook my head and took a step back.
That’s not my wife.
Because the creature was lying on its limbs, lying on the ground in a reptile position, and biting a dead mouse in its mouth, slowly swallowing.
The ruling smiled.
“Hey, it seems like you can’t fool yourself. But I can’t help but blame her for seeing another one of you yesterday.
“Processing? Where did you take Arjun? What did you do to her? I’m sorry.
“Your wife is right, my lord. I’m sorry.
They say in a low voice.
“It’s just that when it’s “replicating” it’s mixed with some slugs and mixed with your wife, and it turns out to be like this.
“You, what are you? I’m sorry.
We interrupted his speech and shouted out loudly.
“Was it a dazzling man, or a quencher?” What do you want to do? I’m sorry.
The judge is staring at me, and he’s once again showing his familiar senicism.
At that point, the biological wife slowly climbed up the wall along its roots and fell on the wall like a gecko a few metres high.
“We are men of nature.” He said, “The people of Song, like you, how can you not believe?” Even what you saw in prison, they were the sons of Dae Song, his horse and his cattle.
Even if we don’t wait for the old one, we’re all human beings.
You have to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it. Besides, you…
I jumped over him while I could, and I knocked him over the floor and ran him out of his room.
Several of them stood in the courtyard, watching me in cold blood, but when I ran, they did not stop me from running away.
I walked out of Guangzhou with my limping eyes.
9
Where should I go?
I walk like I’m on the streets of Guangzhou.
They’ve killed their wives.
No sign of Sema light.
I have no one in this town, no one to rely on.
What the hell happened to Gwangju City?
What’s going on in Gwangju City?
I don’t even want to look into it.
Not too far away, there was a gradual flare of fire in the alleys, and loud voices were coming from deep into the alleys. The light of fire casts the scenery of the loony dance on the walls of the alley.
In the alleyway south-east, a group of people are holding sharp objects such as forks, wooden stakes, which are stabbing corpses, limbs and dead babies with their teeth on the tip of the stakes, strung around the bonfires, dancing in the dark, with the punctured limbs and dead babies — some twitching.
In the alleys to the west, a number of people are bowing down by fire, kicking their heads upside down, running away, cheering and cheering, but the “airs” they use for fun — the burning heads of people.
In the north-west alleys, many people are dissecting their bodies and then throwing them into the fire, with a thick blood all over the ground, where the flesh and fatty cream are flashing.
It’s full of suffocated madness.
On the stage on the front road, a woman is dancing the water cuffs, she’s long-sleeved, and she’s dancing.
It’s just that the flying “water sleeve” is not a veil or silk, but an intestines flowing from her large abdomen.
As if she had no consciousness, she was just laughing and turning aside.
And I was numb, but passed by indifferent.
I don’t know where I’m going, where I’m going, where I’m going, where I’m going, where I’m going, where I’m going, where I’m going.
Standing on the bridge, listening to the noises of the shadows coming out of the draughts, watching the demons and the flames of the far away, I felt I had only one place left.
Maybe just one jump, I can wake up from this suffocating nightmare.
In a moment of hesitation, the shadows of the eyes suddenly glimpsed the other end of the bridge coming to a man with a sword.
Look at it, it’s almost dispersing — it’s another sima light.
He came to me with a sword, and he knew exactly what to do. I turned my leg and ran, crawling around and running down the town bridge, but slowly because of foot injuries.
I saw the genres coming closer, and I was so scared, I fell on the ground again.
“Sima Lights” carried a sword, reached out to me, and I turned my eyes to my neck in despair, but heard the sound of a bang, and then saw him fall on the ground before me.
I look up and see only the man next to the moon with the stones.
The man also had a smash face.
It’s just that he has a clean face, a normal mind, a complete absence of dementia and coldness.
He’s… real Smag light!
It is clear that the face of the manga on the ground twitched his body and tried to rise up, and that he was hit by a stone in the back of his head and bleeding on the face, with almost no stability in his sword.
I thought he’d come and take me hostage, but I didn’t think he’d do something weird.
He turned around, turned his back on me and opened his arms.
Quick, quick…
Shinma Light was stoned again, right in his face.
The fake dead horse fell on the ground, and after a few spasms, it never moved.
It’s only when Shinma looks in the light that he lays down the stone and sighs.
“At last — finally we’ve got rid of this fake! I’m sorry.
Then he pulled me up on the ground and put my arm on his shoulder.
“Go, Shifu, it’s not safe here. I’ll take you to safety! I’m sorry.
After that, hold me and go in his direction.
“Sifu, you should know now, am I crazy? I’m sorry.
“Kutshin, what is this? The city of Guangzhou, the crazy people… and the two of you and me, and the evil thing…”
Sema smiled and patted me on the shoulder, as if she’d calm me down.
Then he took me while he was walking, and he said it in a flat tone.
“This town of Guangzhou is probably 40-50% occupied by the “slayers.” And they live by day, and they are the same. At night, we will fight with our organization’s forces all night, killing and injuring each other every day. But over the years, their numbers have grown, and we have had to move gradually into the ground and stop working day by day. I’m sorry.
“What the hell is a “screw”?
“is a man of hypocrisy made up of normal people like us. You’ve seen your own man, and you must’ve entered that jar, right?
That’s right, it’s the two big tatters. We’re born from the blood of our mothers and fathers, and we have to give birth in October. And he was made from the cauldron in the form of an imprint of us. I’m sorry.
“I was created, as you have heard, and there is a widespread “striking the cask.”
On that day, I played with the servants of my family and hid in the two large casks by the false mountains, which were initially just an ordinary cask, but I didn’t know which one of them had been touched, and the space in that cauldron had suddenly grown and there were hundreds of millions of fine threads of gold. You should, too.
“Yes, yes!”
I was busy nodding my head, remembering what I saw in the tank twice.
“Then there was a flash of flair, right? I’m sorry.
Nod the sima light.
“The white light, which is a replica of us, and which has a godless god that you can’t even imagine, and which is not in the words of changing the stars, raising the dead, and then replicating the other. I’m sorry.
“Run, copy…”
“It will then be the burning of the body — not to release two of the same people, but to replace it with a fake, because the world is full of the same people, can’t hide it, can it?
So one of the two casks had a burning machine, and when white light dazzled the body and made it difficult to see, it sprayed fire and burned it to ash, leaving the world with only another cask. I’m sorry.
“Huh…”
“Alas…
The Sema swayed the rock in her arms.
“When I entered the jar, I carried such a rock in my hand.
So, when the fire comes out, I’m gonna break it and I’m gonna grab a rock and I’m gonna hit that gold line. You broke a big hole and you ran away! I’m sorry.
He said, “Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
“That’s why my father made it up, but I did! And now that you can escape from that tank, you must have escaped from my mouth, right?
So, I did save a man, but I’m not wrong about that. I’m sorry.
“…”
If I hadn’t laughed, Sema had smiled twice, and stopped laughing, and his face was back on its feet.
“As soon as I got out, you knew that – I saw another me crawling out of another jar. I’m sorry.
“…”
“..Sati?”
“So you hit him with a rock, right?”
Sema Lights is a bit of a nod.
“It is true. How are you?”
“I’ve looked through your log at the Hall of Hellings. I’m sorry.
“I see. I’m sorry.
Nod your head again.
“It does not seem to me that I need to explain to you the filament, and to my father, and to them.”
“You didn’t kill him, did you? I’m sorry.
Sema light shakes his head.
“At the end of my youth, I owe myself a few things of courage – so many years later, I was afraid of night and night.” I’m sorry.
He sighs and goes on.
“Neither my father nor his mother took him away, but hid him in the house, whereupon, after a few days of injury, he sent him to a place unknown.
As I wrote in my diary, I was in doubt at that time — doubting that my father and my mother were not the original.
And since then, I have been in fear and doubt, and I have never had a moment of peace and sleep.
“Until he has won the title, went to Han Lin House, entered the palace and saw the great Song Son of the Jade Throne…”
He shook his head and showed endless disregard.
“And after that, you know, I fell into total disarray, and I was driven out of the Kyoto. And on the way to the land, We were taken away by dazzling men, and taken to their full moon. I’m sorry.
Huh? I’m sorry.
“Then they covered me with a great light, then stabbed me in it with a strange dazzling light, and stinging me, and when they woke up they were in their great ship. I’m sorry.
Sema’s just talking to me.
“Sat, haven’t you been taken away? I’m sorry.
“I am…”
“It’s strange that I thought all the things that were not burned would be taken to the ship to find out why. #Sema-Gwang whispers #
“What have they done with you? I’m sorry.
“It didn’t hurt me, but it put me in the sight of strange bodies, which they called the truth. I’m sorry.
“…”
“I’ve seen so many strange things, and I can’t even describe them to you,” and “I’ve seen so many jars, too.” And not only do they create man from a cask, but they also make beasts of birds, and worms, and ecstasy, and even beasts and beasts I have never seen before. I’m sorry.
“You, your last…”
“I was released by them. I’m sorry.
“Let go? Let go! I’m sorry.
Nod the sima light.
“I was put back on the ground and returned to Guangzhou, where I hid in this ruin.
By pretending to be crazy and making them less wary at night, they secretly contact those who, like me, perceive and know the existence of the hypocrites, to build the rebels and stop the expansion of the hypocrites, so they struggle to resist today. I’m sorry.
“…”
We went into Sema’s house, into the garden. And he held me, and sat down in the derelict pavilion by the false hill, and threw the stones with his hands.
“I do not know what the giants of the beads — that is, those who deceive, do what they think and why. Maybe you’re trying to steal the beams for the pillars, steal the sky for the sun, sneak in and take the world? I’m sorry.
Sema smiles and shakes her head.
“But I know I can’t let this thing go on, at least let the town of Guangzhou and the Song Dynasty turn into a world in which people walk.” Chitti. I’m sorry.
And he looked at me with his eyes,
“When you know everything, why don’t you join my legion and follow me?”
I interrupted him.
I have a question to ask. I’m sorry.
“Oh? I’m sorry.
“I asked you not to be angry. I’m sorry.
“What is this? “I’m not mad at you! I’m sorry.
I stared at that beautiful face and hesitated for a few seconds and asked:
“How do you determine that you are the proper body?” I’m sorry.
“How can you be sure that you’re not a… I’m sorry.
The Sema light dazzled for a moment.
And then, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
“I guessed, you’d ask me that! You ask, but it’s normal!
After this experience, it is prudent and right that you cast doubt on me, on everyone you see! As for how I judge myself to be decent…”
His god sits down.
“First of all, I have also written in my logs about the excessive identification of human beings, remember? It’s the difference in the form of deities — the demented will reveal an imbecile, slow mind.
And when I checked the moon, it was explained to me that it was because of what was inside the body and what was called, yes, genetic material. I’m sorry.
“Yes, we are the ones who control our life, our disease and our death and our children. The magic of the charade is not perfect.
The replicas of the jar, whose genetic material is more likely to be destroyed than ours — or, in other words, impotent and demented, have led to the uncontrollable appearance of the inhumanity.
And if we continue to build — that is, to put the scavengers in the jar and duplicate them again, the damage will continue to increase, so that after two, three, or even four copies…
If you make a snail, you’re going to die, you’re going to melt your bones, you’re going to lose your face, you’re going to be paralyzed like that snail. On the ground, they even melted into one.
My little finger twitched.
I remember what I saw in that dumb prison.
The shivering nightmare.
“You must have seen it. I’m sorry.
Sema Shine.
“That is the final image of the hypocrites, and that is the punishment of those who do away with the way of the heavens and destroy the cause of man… … those who fled afterwards said that their monthly search had been destroyed by the puss and mudslides of those who wandered. I’m sorry.
“…”
“As for another way of identifying me as a decent person,” Sema smiled, and said, “I didn’t say that I ran away from being born after smashing the tatter walls? This is both my — the only memory of the real Sima light. Do you understand what I’m saying, Suke?
“…”
“Because the other me, after the flash of that light, was made out of a blank, even though he had the same appearance as me, perhaps even the spirit.
But he was the only one who had the memory of the day when he broke the walls of the tatter, because since the white light had flashed, there had been a difference between us.
There was never a fire in his tank, and he didn’t smash it, but crawled out of another. That’s the biggest difference between me and that scoundrel.
If you have escaped from the jar, you should know what I mean. The fire, the inner wall of the furnace, the memory of our body, you must remember.
The voice of Sema has suddenly stopped.
He stares at me, looking at me with fear, reaching out his finger and shaking his finger at my face.
“Sati, you, you…”
What did he see?
In his pupils, my face — what kind of deity is it?
I can’t think.
I picked up the rocks on the ground as fast as I could, and I smashed them to the sun.
Boom!
Sema light was smashed to the ground.
I raised the stone high.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
The moonlight is bright and on the dented face of Sema.
He’s dead.
He’s… dead.
I was holding stones and panting back in the rock chair.
There are no mirrors here, and the pond is already dry, so I can’t see the way my face looks at this moment.
A blazing fire, an inner wall like a fire.
Ha ha ha ha!
I looked up and laughed.
I’m…
I’m from the other side of the tank…
First time and second time…
We look to the glorious moon in the morning, and our thoughts are scattered, and they float, and by no means they return to the moment that they were in the Book.
At that moment, I read the weird obnoxious piece of Sema’s log:
The monkey-walker was dissensioned with the Master, and, with one breath, called upon the clouds, and said, “There is no sign of him, and for a while, he returned to the Mount of Flower fruit.”
The angels and the Buddha came to them, and they said, “The Holy Master is in heaven without your protection. How can the monk attain the true Book?” No, no, no! Today is the day to kill my grandson and stop being a monk!
And it came to pass, that it would be remembered: “Woe! O good! “There was no such thing as a Buddha’s law, but it brought down two twilights, one holding the pedestrian and one holding the ground.
And the guillotine, on one side of the fire, and on one side of the earth, and on the other side of the earth, and the guillotine of the left side, and on the other side, a new one is born.
The new traveler comes out of the gill, the monkey, the sharp gill, the golden eye, the yellow hair, the yellow hair, the same, the whole thing.
Since then, he has thought through his heart, without recalcitrance, and thanks and thanks, returned to the monks, returned to his journey with him, went through difficult times and enjoyed the good of the West and took the true Book. In this way, we shall be sanctified, and the battle will triumph over Buddha.
Amitabha.
O good, and good.
I took the rock and walked slowly to those two cupboards.
– Who am I?
That’s a question.
Of course I am Wang An Shik. Wang An Shik is me.
Who else could I be?
I’m Wang An-seok, the Zhuizhou Yichuan, and I’ve got a wife named Wu Joon, we’ve been together since we were little and we haven’t guessed.
I remember it all, and naturally it went through.
I have a lot to do.
I want a new deal, a change in the law, and a cure for the ills.
And We shall exorcise Chedan, and return to the shadows, and cleanse this world.
Before doing so, however, I would like to do one of the most crucial things.
I look at the big tub in front of me.
There is no need for another king, Anshi.
How could there be another me in this world?
Exactly.
I’m me.
Who else could I be?
I raised the stones high.
Battery!
Scram!
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Author: Hyun-ho
Case number: YX01Yg42VryKyJ0E0
Run or kill
Red alert: My world has collapsed.
Under the light, wait.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
