old cosmic particle

The smell of incense candles surrounds the surroundings, wisps of smoke curl up, and the long line looks gentle, lingering and moving.The surroundings are all dark, only this place is jumping with flames, burning fiercely.

Mo Shiguang, who was alone, held a funeral under a big banyan tree on Hebin Road. Eleven corpses shared a funeral, and there was only one mourner.The mourner sat next to the funeral organizers. In front of them were stacks of black paper ashes. The small flames flickered and flickered. Occasionally, a night wind blew, and the very light ash floated on their hair, clothes and young people. face.

The tongue of fire licked the crown of the big banyan tree, scorching the leaves black and turning them into pinches of thin ash, which followed the fireflies flying up and down.Mo Shiguang sat on the steps, tore apart the paper money, threw them into the fire, and watched them gradually turn to ashes.

In fact, the only mourner at this funeral, Nian Sinian, did not mourn for any dead souls. He was not touched by people's passing away. He had seen too many deaths, and he had lost his compassion. Death is only a momentary event. And people are always going to die.He seldom missed the dead, and he couldn't even remember his parents.He was burning paper money, but he was thinking of Mo Shiguang next to him. They were so close that they could hug each other as soon as they stretched out their hands.He took out two cigarettes, lit them with paper money, and handed one to Mo Shiguang. Mo Shiguang took it without much hesitation, but didn't smoke it.

Mo Shiguang's fingers were stained with ashes, the pink fingertips were now black, and the white cigarettes were stained by him.Nian Sinian suddenly reached up and held Mo Shiguang's finger. There was a fresh scar on Mo Shiguang's tiger's mouth, and blood was bleeding.Nian Sinian couldn't find a tissue, so he took out a dagger, cut off the left and right strips of his clothes, and wrapped them around Mo Shiguang's palm.Nian Sinian tied up the cloth strips, raised his head, and found that Mo Shiguang was looking at him. The night and fire made Mo Shiguang look a lot more mature, his eyes were as cold as the midnight river.Mo Shiguang pulled the corner of his mouth into a sneer, mockingly.Nian Sinian doesn't like Mo Shiguang's smile like this, it will make him angry instantly, his temper is actually not as good as he looks on the outside.He didn't let go of his hand, but still held his fingers. These five fingers lost their former warmth and were so cold that he wanted to cry. He hadn't cried for a long time.He suddenly remembered that Mo Shiguang used to say that his hands were cold, so he said, but you are warm.

But now his light is no longer warm.

Mo Shiai died at ten o'clock in the morning on May 2015, 5. Nian Sinian suddenly said, Mo Shiai died on the road in front of the high-speed rail station. You sent her to the high-speed rail station. She just When I got out of the car, I was hit by a bus whose brakes failed.The moment after her death, this universe based on human brain consciousness was born, and the time went back to two years ago, so this universe started from 3:2013 on May 5, 3 to 10:2015 on May 5, 3 End, two years, 10 days.

Mo Shiguang touched his trouser pocket, and found that the mobile phone disappeared at some time, and he wanted to confirm the time.

This small universe extracts a local time axis of the big universe where you originally lived, and works around Mo Shiai as the center.Nian Sinian also said that it is five o'clock in the morning, and there are still five hours until ten o'clock. This time, it will not go back to 2013, and this incomplete small universe will be completely destroyed.Mo Shiguang, do you understand?Nian Si Nian said.

Nian Sinian looked into Mo Shiguang's eyes, and Mo Shiguang also looked at him. Mo Shiguang pulled out his hand and said, oh.

Nian Sinian was a little sullen, he clenched the dagger tightly, the dagger was stained with blood, he picked it up during the day.If you really want to die, he pressed his cold dagger against Mo Shiguang's neck and said, I will help you.

Mo Shiguang chuckled and said, yes.

Is there anything else you want to tell me?he asked him.

No.

He stared into his eyes, as if trying to find something in those brown eyeballs, but he couldn't find it, there wasn't even his reflection in it, nothing, it was black.Those eyes were horribly hollow, and only the damp eyelashes showed that its owner was still alive.He used to be so energetic, the beautiful blood was rushing in his body, and hundreds of millions of healthy cells were operating normally, bringing him the freshest vitality.He was once a white bird under the blue sky, a blue whale jumping out of the Pacific Ocean, this young man once shimmered in the scorching sun.

He used to be so good, now he has lost everything and is in a mess.

Nian Sinian is not a good person. He has killed countless people, including himself, with his own hands or indirectly. The corpses of the victims can cover the entire Yuan thorn seamlessly, and maybe a few more layers can be stacked.

This time, his faith put his frail neck defenseless in front of him, no matter whether it was the tip or the blade, it could easily cut through the thin layer of skin, cut off the neatly arranged blood vessels, and the blood would flow out like magma. The gashes burst out, staining his clothes and skin, and his faith would die in agony and convulsions, and it wouldn't be long.His faith will close his eyes and no longer look at the thick clouds. He believes that he will not look at him for the last time.Mo Shiguang no longer has any feelings for him, whether it is love or hate, the moment he looked at him he understood that his belief——Mo Shiguang had fallen from a height of ten thousand feet, was cut by the strong wind, and shattered into countless pieces. Floating in the wind and rain.The fire in front of him was burning his soul bit by bit, making him a walking corpse with nothing in his head.

The blood-stained dagger was thrown out, and Nian Sinian suddenly hugged Mo Shiguang, wrapped his hands around his shoulders, and hugged him tightly, pressing him against his neck.

I don't regret it, he said, even if you don't love me anymore.

Mo Shiguang thought it was a little funny, and he did laugh, but he didn't make a sound. He looked at the dagger that was thrown aside, like looking at a blade of grass.

You're funny, he said to Nian Sinian, pushing him away.

Go to hell, Mo Shiguang said blankly.

He picked up the dagger on the ground, stood up, and left without looking back.Nian Sinian asked him, where are you going?Mo Shiguang didn't answer.Nian Sinian followed behind him unhurriedly.

At first, Mo Shiguang thought it was annoying and told him to get out.Nian Sinian said, I won't leave.Mo Shiguang was extremely tired of his attitude. He turned around and punched him, pushed him to the ground, pulled his hair, forced him to raise his head, and looked him up and down. It trickled down to the chin, and fell drop by drop on the front of the front.

He pointed the tip of the knife at Nian Sinian's eyeballs.

Didn't you say you could help me, then you're killing me, Mo Shiguang said, reluctant?Very good, you can.He glanced at the fire that was still burning, what love or not, funny, have I loved you?When did I fucking love you?You eat too much soap.

Nian Sinian lowered his eyes, he didn't want to look at the other person's face that was burning with anger, fierce and aggressive.He waved Mo Shiguang's hand away, he hated anyone pointing a knife at him.In that short process, the sharp tip of the knife quickly scratched across Nian Sinian's brow bone and forehead, leaving a long scar, and blood oozed out immediately, wetting his right eye.Mo Shiguang let go of his hand in a daze, and let go of Nian Sinian's hair. He looked at his fingers and recalled the feeling of the touch a few seconds ago. He held them so tightly.He did have murderous intentions, if Nian Sinian remained unresponsive, he would definitely stab the other person's carotid artery with a knife.

Nian Sinian stood up and looked straight at him. His eyes were like hyenas. They lost the warmth of the past, but now they were murderous and full of hatred.It was the first time Mo Shiguang saw him like this, his face was covered with blood, only his gray-green eyes were as cold as tundra, frightening, but bright and resplendent, they were the first light of the morning sun.

He should really poke his eyes blind, Mo Shiguang thought.Then he turned and walked away, holding the dagger, the blood condensed along the gleaming tip into a small bead, and hit the steps, leaving a small mark.He squinted his eyes and looked at the rising sun climbing up the mountain. Where should he go?

A flock of birds rushed out from the treetops, and their flapping wings finally brought life to this dead city.

Ou Huiye and Su Weiyi slept on the grass all night, their bodies were covered with dew, and it was always cool at dawn, which made Su Weiyi, who was only wearing short sleeves, feel a little cold, he sneezed a few times, making Ou Huiye feel cold. Going back to the wild is a little irritating.Of course Ou Huiye would not take off his coat and put it on for Su Weiyi kindly, so Su Weiyi can only hope to get home soon and sleep comfortably and warmly under the covers.

They left the weather station early in the morning. They didn't care about the charred tree and the corpse with only ashes left. They didn't care about anything.

When they woke up this morning, they reconciled as before. Ou Huiye said that he would treat Su Weiwei to breakfast, and Su Weiwei said that he wanted to eat goose meat noodles and add eggs.

The car keys did not know where they fell, so they had to walk away from the weather station built on the mountain.There is also a road to the meteorological station, a long stone staircase, which ends in the streets of Crescent Bay.The stairs are thin and long, looking from bottom to top, it seems to lead to heaven.

They stand above the kingdom of heaven, look down on the world, and walk down facing the orange-red morning sun.

They saw many corpses in the human world, with fragmented limbs, coagulated and dried blood, clothes torn to pieces, revealing private parts, the roots of thighs were stained with blood, and thick or sparse body hair was stuck together by blood and had already stiffened.A few dogs wagging their tails were sniffing at the corpse, biting a few bites from time to time, and then spitting it out, barking heart-piercingly.

The stench penetrated into the fresh air that is unique to the early morning, and they occupied the area like a scourge without any effort, blending with the air, making it extremely difficult for people to breathe.

The little ants formed a long team and crawled on the ground, the toads jumped between the corpses in groups, the rats and cockroaches escaped from the dark world, it was like a big migration.These little things always know something about the earth's secrets, and their mysterious behavior is always a sign of some bad omen.

Su Weiyi was lying on the railing of the bridge, Liu Wangjiang was a little unusual, some fish that had kept themselves safe were leaping out of the water crazily, standing on the bridge he could hear the sound of the fish touching the water surface, plop, plop, splashing.

The doors of the shops on both sides of the street were wide open, and the inside of the doors was a mess. There was a human head on a chopping board, with bulging eyes, which looked like they were about to burst at any moment.That shop was one of the only breakfast places Su frequented.

I feel like an earthquake is about to happen, Su Weiyi said.

I think it's a typhoon, Ou Huiye said.

Su Weiyi kicked Ou Huiye, typhoon your father, there is no sea here, this is a big mountain.

The sun suddenly disappeared and was blocked by gray-black clouds. The thick clouds began to sweep every inch of the blue sky, covering the light and covering the clear sky. out of breath.There were only the two of them on the entire street, and some people hid in the house, using a wardrobe to block the door, curled up like a shrimp shivering on the bed; some people hid behind the curtains, observing the scene outside at any time.As long as anyone with a little courage, either exploded to death on the street, only the final winner who was holding a knife and bathed in blood was left.

A heavy rain is approaching, and the sky is so gloomy that it seems to collapse at any time.

The streets were littered with corpses, blood clots and minced meat everywhere, desolate and desolate, as if they had been slaughtered by zombies.Nian Sinian saw a group of crows, one, ten, or a hundred. They stopped on bridge railings, people's incomplete foreheads, trees with duodenum hanging, or flew low.Vultures circled, their menacing eyes salivating at the food on the ground.

He called the frenzied killing of people yesterday as the sword robbery, which only lasted for one day. After the sword robbery, there will be plague and disease, and then there will be famine, but the people here have no time to experience these cruelties.People in this universe will usher in eternal destruction after a day of swordsmanship.Maybe they will be reborn in another universe, one after another, there are always so many people with obsessions, they have created countless small universes with their own hands, where they live in a cycle day after day, year after year, monotonous Boring, always ending in death and a life of nothingness.

He kept a distance of three meters from Mo Shiguang, and he walked behind.Mo Shiguang's back is very thin, and the boy's limbs are slender, vigorous and full of strength. The wind blows into the hem of his clothes and lifts them up, revealing a section of skin. The muscles are just right, exuding a unique atmosphere.He saw the blooming summer flowers from the bare skin, a beam of sunlight passed through the window sill and the vines, and fell on the wall and was cut into fine spots of light.

A crow suddenly landed on his shoulder, its soft feathers scratched his cheek, the crow pecked him once, then quickly spread its wings and flew into the sky.The pecked place was a little itchy, he rubbed it, but luckily it wasn't a vulture, he thought, otherwise the face would be ruined.

Mo Shiguang grabbed a beautiful snake, and the snake rushed towards Mo Shiguang's ankle. He reacted quickly and ruthlessly, and stepped on the snake seven inches with his foot. The snake wrapped around his calf, where the ankle Go around a few times.Before he had time to do anything with the snake, Nian Sinian ran over, snatched Mo Shiguang's dagger without saying a word, cut off the snake's head, tore off the black and white snake body, and threw it out. Far.

Are you afraid of the most poisonous snake in China?Nian Si Nian said.

Mo Shiguang didn't even look at the poisonous snake, and he showed a bored expression again, don't follow me, I beg you.

Where are you going?

do not know.

Then you come with me, I know, Nian Sinian said.

are you crazy.

If you don't tell me, I'll follow you, but it looks like an earthquake is about to happen.

Mo Shiguang stretched out his hand and signaled Nian Sinian with his eyes. Nian Sinian didn't understand what he meant, so he put his hand on it suspiciously.Mo Shiguang slapped his hand off and said, crazy, I tell you to return the knife to me.Nian Sinian smiled sheepishly, and Mo Shiguang took the dagger, and he said, this is the first time I've noticed that you are so thick-skinned.

Nian Sinian said, this is the first time I found you to be so mean.

Mo Shiguang looked at the fresh cut on Nian Sinian's forehead, he calmed down, his tone softened a lot, he said, you go, I want to be alone for a while.

No, I won't go.

At that moment, Mo Shiguang's murderous intention appeared again, he wanted the other party to disappear immediately, tear him apart, so that he would never appear in front of him again, he made him feel disgusted.When Nian Sinian got closer to him, he slapped him without thinking.But Nian Sinian didn't care that much, as if the slap didn't hit him, he pulled Mo Shiguang up and ran towards the car in front.

It's really going to be an earthquake, Nian Sinian said, don't make trouble.

While running, Mo Shiguang saw the slap mark on Nian Sinian's left face, which was red and almost swollen.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.Nian Sinian just turned his head to look at him, and his eyes collided. Nian Sinian smiled at him, showing his sharp canine teeth.

I'm disfigured, it's all because of you, to be honest, it hurts a bit, Nian Sinian said so.

Serve it right, he said, clutching his heart.

When the rain fell, Su Weiyi and Ou Huiye were still on the Crescent Moon Bridge. The rain was heavy, so they didn't hide.The torrential rain washed away the dirt on the streets, washing away the blood stains and dust of the dead, making them look less dirty.

Su Weiyi was drenched by the rain, he pushed up his wet forehead, he said, look, the precursor of an earthquake, a storm.Before he finished speaking, Ou Huiye started running, and called Su Weiyi back, "Run, you idiot, why don't you run after the earthquake?"

Where are you going?Su Weiyi chased after him.

Ou Huiye thought for a while and said, let's go to Rainbow Avenue, it's wide and the house can't hit us.

Before the earthquake came, the heavy rain came first. They were accompanied by toads, ants, mice, and cockroaches in the rain. They had never seen such a massive sewer creature, except for ants.Su Weiyi was a little surprised, so many disgusting things were advancing with him under his feet, running for life together, he felt inconceivable.He looked at how serious they were, they seemed to be serious all the time, serious about surviving, serious about crawling around your house, scaring you, and then being killed by you.They carry germs and invade your property, and the death sentence is right for them, but you can't deny that they never smile and play around.

They stopped at the intersection of Rainbow Avenue, and the gutter army behind them stirred up some weak water splashes, covering the concrete road with blackness, all the way forward.Ou Huiye trampled several lonely cockroaches to death. He wiped the rainwater off his face and said, "It's so fucking disgusting. There are so many cockroaches, and those rats and toads. I'm about to vomit."

I called Mo Shiguang just now, and Ou Huiye said again.

The rain line blocked the transmission of some sounds, Su Weiyi couldn't hear clearly, please speak up, I can't hear you.

I said I called Mo Shiguang, and Ou Huiye raised his voice. You hadn't woken up at that time, and it was still dawn.He paused for a while and said again, he didn't answer.

Probably dead, Su Weiyi said, my mother died too, and many people died.Why are you calling him?

I want to tell him that I forgive him, we are still best friends, if he accepts, this should be my last words.

But he didn't answer, Su Weiyi said.

He didn't pick it up, so I'm not dead yet.

Because of the heavy rain, Mo Shiguang had to sit in the car. He reluctantly watched the heavy rain outside the car window. The intense rain flew in obliquely and slapped his face coldly. His hair and face were soon wet that's it.Nian Sinian asked him to close the window, but he refused.I'll catch a cold, Nian Sinian said.No, I'm bored, he said.

Nian Sinian was holding the steering wheel, and the black wiper was swaying back and forth.The rushing rain drenched half of Mo Shiguang's body, but he still refused to raise the car window. He was as stubborn as a child, and he was indeed a child, even if he had lived for a thousand years.Nian Sinian felt inexplicably angry at Mo Shiguang like this, he forcefully raised the car window, and didn't care if Mo Shiguang would be angry.Just be angry, he thought, who wouldn't be angry.

Roll down if you want to get wet, Nian Sinian said.

Mo Shiguang glared at him. He had already tried to pull the car door, but the door couldn't be opened. He only tried once before he was honest.He said, yes, he can play.

Nian Sinian has never learned how to comfort a person who has nothing, and he is not keen on comforting anyone.People who have lost everything often like to hide in dark corners and lick their bloody wounds alone.He rarely comes into contact with this kind of person, and he has never liked this kind of poor person who is full of sadness.They are always melancholy and vicissitudes, their souls are prematurely aging, their white hair is gray, their smiles are full of sadness, and even their backs are full of emotions that make people cry.They are illusory and broken, like dandelions, scattered in the wind when they blow.

Nian Sinian was the culprit, he made Mo Shiguang into such a person.Mo Shiguang has lost everything, family, friends and habitat, he has no belonging, lost direction, and he can't even tell who is the real culprit.

Nian Sinian drove very fast. If the traffic police were still there, they would definitely catch up and give him a ticket.He wanted to go to a safe place before the earthquake hit.He is going to the high-speed rail station.When the car passed through the dim tunnel, he asked Mo Shiguang, do you regret it?let me stay.He knew the question had lost its meaning, but meaningless things had a right to exist.Mo Shiguang sneered at first.Nian Si Nian asked again, Mo Shiguang, do you regret it?Mo Shiguang said, I said I regret it, can you revive Yuan thorn?Nian Sinian said, no, I can't do it.Mo Shiguang said, then don't ask.

Cars pass through Rainbow Avenue, countless toads are jumping and jumping on the road, and mice are chirping and running.Nian Sinian turned on the music in the car, and when the prelude to "Life Like Summer Flowers" played, the high-speed spinning wheels ran over the gutter army, making a sticky sound, mixed with the sound of pattering rain.The blood mist is sprayed in the rain, making the transparent rain water have bright colors, vivid and full of style.From the window, Mo Shiguang saw those limbs flying up close at hand, toads with their internal organs leaking out of their stomachs, and mice crushed in two. Some of them were stuck to the glass window, and the bright red organs were facing Mo Shiguang. You can smell the strong smell of blood.Then he closed his eyes and held his breath.

When the car stopped in front of the high-speed rail station, Nian Sinian saw a few dragonflies, carrying heavy rain on their backs, flying up and down in the rain curtain.Even without me, he said suddenly, the world would be destroyed, nothing lasts forever, I just let the destruction go ahead.He felt that he had changed a lot. In the past, he was the big villain in the movie. He declared to everyone that he had obtained the secret recipe for destroying the world. Disasters can come easily, and destroying a universe is as simple as destroying a castle of building blocks.He enjoys being wanted, adored and feared every moment.He especially liked the moment when the world exploded. He stood on the train, surrounded by gunpowder smoke, high-rise buildings collapsed in half, people were terrified, resisted uselessly, and watched the world being destroyed by disasters.

The one that impressed him the most was that in a certain universe, the sun expanded more and more, swallowed Mercury and Venus, turned into a red giant, roasted the people on the earth into charcoal, and evaporated all the oceans.At that time, he was standing behind the train door, drinking a bottle of Century Coke. He saw another him through the door and window, and the other one was running rapidly with flames. The moment he reached the train door, the heat-resistant suit was completely burned by the flames.He saw him stretch out his hand, only ten centimeters away from him.One-tenth of a second later, the other one was scorched black by the red giant star, turning into ashes and tossing in the heat.

Only he himself knows that he is just bluffing, he can't destroy anything, he can't promise anything, he never admits that he is incompetent.The universe is so vast that it holds as many secrets as the sands of the Ganges, and only a fraction of them have been deciphered in millions of years.He is so small, so fragile, a stone, some water can easily kill him, human beings are so weak and humble, no matter what, they cannot stand on the opposite side of the universe, let alone try to destroy it.

I'm not that good, he still said it, I said I want to clean it up, it's fake, it's all fake, I can't clean up anyone, I pretend I ruined the world, pretend I can do anything , pretend I can get you out of here.

I pretend you love me, he raised his voice and looked into Mo Shiguang's eyes.

Then what?Mo Shiguang asked him condescendingly, do you want me to donate a little love to you?

He felt that he had been trampled on. Mo Shiguang was condescending and despised everything about him. Mo Shiguang sat on the ancient city wall, full of arrows and bows, and shot his heart full of holes, and one of them even shot his eyes.He also felt like a clown, giving away treasures again and again, but the other party burst into laughter, saying you are funny, what the hell, this is fucking plastic.

I don't want to save you anymore, Nian Sinian said calmly.

I beg you to save me?

No, it's my wishful thinking. Are you satisfied?

Mo Shiguang glanced at him, unlocked the lock, and I want to get out of the car.