Infinite Throne

Chapter 564: black and white

Chapter 564 Black and White

Kanzaki Middle School.

Late at night.

Because of the indiscriminate entry of the bald army, he fell into chaos.

It may be hard to imagine that they are fierce.

How fierce are they?

I saw the bald people in Kanzaki Temple, singing strange scriptures, golden light all over their body, like the eighteen bronze figures of Shaolin Temple in the martial arts novel, rampant, invulnerable to guns, water and fire, and unable to control their control skills, a Zen stick. It's light when the bones are broken.

There were even a few unlucky ones who didn't have time to run, or their heads were ironed to meet them. In the blink of an eye, they were bald by the bald Kanzaki Temple who swung the golden Zen stick into the wind. Their heads were broken, and the brains of white flowers were mixed from the cracks. The blood squeezed out, and it looked like a bean curd brain accompanied by chili sauce, and it was scattered all over the place.

"The wind is tight, scream!"

Someone shouted in the communication channel.

The viciousness of the bald army was spread among the apostles five times, five times ten, and in less than ten minutes, the apostles exploring all corners of the sewers knew that there was such a large number of bald strong men who entered indiscriminately, and acted more cautiously. , One by one, they all got up from their hearts, not daring to fight with the bald people easily.

"Master Yunfeng?"

Somewhere in the sewer, Kudo Shinji followed Zhuo Buqun, thinking about the current situation, and suddenly gritted his teeth: "Are we being trapped by Yi again?"

Zhuo Buqun was gasping for breath. He had just fought with one of the monks. Although he was able to retreat, the claw knife fell on their skin, leaving only a shallow scene of the knife, which still made Zhuo Buqun feel Surprised. He quickly calmed himself down, and after listening to Kudo Shinji, Zhuo Buqun sneered: "Our group of people has no credibility at all. It's not normal for anyone to cheat and kill someone."

This sentence is very reasonable, and Kudo Shinji cannot refute it. But he felt uncomfortable. Taking advantage of his free time, he quickly opened the address book, edited a long paragraph of hidden ridicule of Yin and Yang, and sent it to Yi Rin. It doesn't matter what the pit is or not, let's talk about finding the place from the mouth first.

After sending the 100-character message, Shinji Kudo felt a lot more comfortable. He listened carefully, distinguishing the sound of fighting, shouting, fighting, and explosions that came along the pipeline. Listening and listening, he suddenly thought of one thing:

"Wait. Something's not right."

Zhuo Buqun: "?"

Kudo Shinji glanced at Zhuo Buqun, because everyone is in a team relationship, and there are still useful places, Kudo Shinji did not hide his thoughts, and put his speculations together: "This Kanzaki Temple is very useful. It may be the high-end combat power that has been hidden in the trial. I have always wondered, it is obviously an eternal night trial, but on the surface, the combat power of this trial world is so weak, it turns out that it will only meet certain conditions. trigger."

"Then?"

"Following this idea, could it be that, in our disappearance case, there are actually people behind the scenes releasing tasks, if I guess correctly, the mysterious person hiding behind our identities and issuing tasks to us is very likely It is related to Kanzaki Temple."

Zhuo Buqun understood. Although he was not mentally, he was not so stupid that his brain was full of muscles. He pondered for a moment, then suddenly said in shock: "You mean, as long as we keep going down the line at the beginning, sooner or later we will trigger the clues at Kanzaki Temple, and even... join them?"

"That's right." Kudo Shinji figured out the key points, and his eyes behind the lens lit up with confidence: "If you can't beat them, join them! Isn't this normal? In the trial, in addition to personal strength, learn to take advantage of the situation. It's also very important. Don't forget, the most dangerous part of this trial is the ubiquitous weirdness. Ban Chen didn't even have time to ask for help. If he died, he would die, and he would become that kind of monster after death. If Kanzaki The monks of the temple, and the Master Yunfeng, are powerful and good at dealing with strange words..."

"They are the key to clearance!"

"That's right!"

When the two discussed in the dark, each of them said a sentence, and re-ordered the clues of the trial.

"Go! Find them!"

"Find them?"

"Find a way to join them!"

Kudo Shinji paused and said again: "Also, there is another very important thing. They don't come early, they don't come late, but after we collectively entered the sewers, they formed a group to dispatch. It is very likely that our actions triggered the trigger. Some kind of 'event'. That's what led to the appearance of the bald men."

Zhuo Buqun's eyes showed surprise: "You mean, that... the box is really here?"

Kudo Shinji laughed, pushed his glasses, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, showing an expression of "there is only one truth", and chuckled: "That's right. If you just find the box, on the mental side, you need to search for clues, analyze Clues and determining goals are not too difficult at all, and there is plenty of time. Don’t forget, this is already the second main task. Therefore, the real difficulty should be reflected in the bald heads.”

"The appearance of the bald head also made me confirm another thing."

The light of confidence gathered in Kudo's eyes, and I saw Kudo Shinji's lenses gleaming: "The bald heads of Kanzaki Temple, they know exactly where the box is!"

"there is only one truth!"

…

"The truth doesn't matter."

In the sewer.

Muto Irin looked at the mess in the pipe, and in the distance was a corpse of an apostle whose skull had been knocked open. Muto Irin smiled and said to Xu Jingjing, Oda Mai, and Li Changge behind him: "The important thing is that hidden in Behind the truth, a deeper truth."

Although Xu Jingjing was temporarily following the fake Yilin for various reasons, she did not let down her guard and whispered: "You really have the memory of the real president, and your words are almost the same as the real president, you can't pick it out. There's nothing wrong with it. Speaking of which, what the **** is going on with this trial? The president and sister Xiao Wu said that if it cracked, it would crack?"

It was hard for her to imagine what happened, so that there was a copycat who was almost indistinguishable from true Yilin.

This fake Irin is so realistic!

Irin Muto looked away from the corpse on the ground, looked back at Xu Jingjing, and asked, "Did you notice anything on the Master Yunfeng?"

Speaking of this.

Xu Jingjing shuddered subconsciously, she recalled what she saw on the top of Yunfeng's head, she wanted to ask fake Yilin "how do you know" or something like that. But when one thinks that this fake Yilin has all the memory and IQ of the real Yilin, everything is not surprising. Glancing at the fake Yi Rin, Xu Jingjing didn't hide it and said, "Gray, I saw Gray on their heads."

"Gray? What does it mean? Loneliness?"

Li Changge scratched his head, he always felt that Xu Jingjing was always chanting "what color is what color", which was a bit strange. Without Xu Jing's bloodline, it is impossible to understand what it is like to be able to distinguish a person's good and evil from "color" and "taste" from the perspective of an elves.

Xu Jingjing shook his head: "I can't say what it feels like. That color, it makes me feel very uncomfortable. It seems to be purer than 'malicious'...or something more strange, but that kind of 'gray' is better than Just being 'black' makes me sicker."

Xu Jing's description, to be honest, few people can understand. Even she herself cannot be accurately described in words.

"you said,"

After entering the passage, he had been staring at the silent Oda Mai behind Muto Irin's back. At this moment, he finally couldn't help it. He raised his head and asked in a cold voice, "What does 'dye this world black' mean."

Muto Irin smiled: "As the name suggests."

Xu Jingjing: "…Can you speak human words?"

Actually, Li Changge and Xu Jingjing wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Asking for an export rashly will give them the illusion of being crushed on their IQ.

Irin Muto smiled and looked directly into Mai Oda's eyes.

"Didn't you always wonder, where is the other me?"

Oda Mai nodded.

"Another me, indeed in another world."

Irin Muto raised two fingers, intertwined, unable to separate. After Muto Irin made a gesture, he smiled happily:

"There is a connection between the two worlds."

"If this side is 'pure white', then there is 'pure black'."

"It's pure black, but it's so dangerous! If you die there, you're really dead!"

"If you want that side to become pure white, you must make this side pure black."

"his-"

Xu Jingjing was naturally very sensitive to metaphors like "black and white". Hearing it, it suddenly tasted like that. She took a deep breath and thought of all the weird events in the trial. Under the metaphor of Irin Muto, she thought of a terrible possibility: "Then what you mean by dyeing the world black..."

"That's why I said as the name implies, it's black. If it's you, it's better to do what you are best at." Irin Muto smiled even more happily, grinned, revealing white teeth: "This world is getting worse. The darker it is, the whiter it will be, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

"understood."

Oda Mai nodded, finished speaking, and quickly stepped into the darkness.

…

Chizai House.

In the small backyard.

Someone was digging.

"Woooooo... The new Mao Mao is gone again!"

The little girl was covered in blood in her pajamas and cried at night, it sounded so sad.

Father carefully wiped all kinds of game tools aside, put the polished saws, electric drills, scissors, hammers, tweezers and other tools back in the box neatly and orderly, sweating profusely, and comforting: "It's okay, Mao Mao is gone, maybe there will be new Mao Mao!"

"Really?"

On the side, the mother stepped on the small mound a few times, and when she stepped on it firmly, she rubbed the little girl's nose: "My darling, don't cry, okay? Go take a bath with your mother, okay? Look at you, Playing a game and getting dirty all over, it stinks!"

"Okay~"

After finishing the late-night game and burying the body of the "last Mao Mao", the family of three left the backyard reluctantly and returned home.

This Mao Mao is so strong.

persisted for a long time.

But in the end it was gone, Mao Mao was so miserable!

Why haven't they been able to play with them until the end of the world?

The girl sipped her blood-stained fingers, wondering.

In the empty backyard, the wind was blowing.

In the moonless night, it is pitch black.

Thick dark clouds covered the night sky of Kanzaki City, like a thick pot lid, pressing down from the sky.

Chiya's backyard.

I do not know how long it has been.