Raising Kun Daily

It's been a very quiet journey.

Xie Tunan rode his bicycle, did not speed up, but walked forward slowly.As he walked, he looked around the wasteland. Xie Tunan thought it was amazing. He didn't feel fear here, but kindness. This huge wasteland was like a projection of his heart.

Empty, empty, and quiet.

But in this wasteland, there is Alkaline City, just like the only bright seed in an illusory gray fruit.

He moved on.

[Gushe Observatory 4000m]

Xie Tunan saw the sign again, and at the same time, the scene in front of him began to change.Everything is like the rotation of a kaleidoscope, or the rush of a river of paint. After all the noise has returned to silence, Xie Tunan raised his eyes——

He felt his eyelashes touch the sound of a feather.

Countless mayflies flew up from the huge saline lake, and pale salt lumps condensed on the lake's edge, scattered in size, contrasting against the colorful wings of the mayflies.Xie Tunan seemed to have heard some kind of whistling sound, which seemed to be a cicada or a cricket.

Amidst the loud noise, Xietunan continued walking.

[Gushe Observatory 3000m]

The lagoon disappeared behind him, along with the mayflies that lived and died.Lush forests rose from the ground, they were different from normal trees, they grew crookedly one by one, lying carelessly between the sky and the earth.When Xie Tunan walked by, he accidentally rubbed against a tree. The wood was too brittle to do anything, and it started to drop scum when he touched it.

Underfoot are fluorescent-colored fungi, swinging small canopies.When Xietunan's feet were on top of their heads, the fungi were just born, and when Xietunan's feet fell, they had withered and died.

Xie Tunan continued to walk forward.

[Gushe Observatory 2000m]

It was a large toon tree as high as an eighteen-story building, and its flowers bloomed like a brilliant fire, and it seemed to have captured a tree of sun.The letter birds came and went in the canopy, and some flew down to Xietunan, making childlike voices.

"Are you coming to see Yachitose too?"

The birds laughed and said, they continued to fly away without waiting for an answer.The ground here is full of the roots of this [-]-year-old Chinese toon tree. Xie Tunan held the car under his arm and walked through these tree roots. When he passed under the tree, his head felt slightly heavy, and the big Chinese toon drooped its branches and leaves. Give him a splendid red toon flower.

Xie Tunan pinned the red flower on June's light cocoon.

[Gushe Observatory 1000m]

All things disappear.

Those complicated and dreamy things, together with Xietunan's bicycle, all disappeared.Xie Tunan tightly hugged the pressure cooker filled with Liuyueguang cocoon, only paused for a while, and then stepped forward on the gray sand.

Xie Tunan's eyes suddenly widened slightly.

Ahead is——

With one hand supporting his face, and a body lying comfortably on his side, on the gray sand, there was something lying so leisurely and comically.This thing has white cheeks...bones, slender thighs...bones, black eyes...holes.

is a—

Skeleton.

Without squinting, Xie Tunan passed by the skeleton.

"What's wrong with your foreign horse?" The skeleton clicked the black hole in its nose and said abruptly. (Yangmaer: Sichuan-Chongqing dialect, bicycle.)

Xie Tunan was stunned, he turned his head to look at the skeleton, blinking his eyes.The skeleton turned over on the ground so that it was easier to look at Xie Tunan. The skeleton could not conceal the gloating on his face.

"That's why I changed it for you! Hee hee... don't hit me! Don't hit me! How can you still mutter?! Don't knock me on the head! My head is very brittle! Crush it and you will pay me... don't do it again Hit it! Don't hit it again!"

Xie Tunan held the light cocoon in one hand, and swung the pot in the other, knocking the skull's head loudly.

"I'm wrong about Liao! I'm wrong about Liao! Old... I just want to find someone to play Longmen formation. Why are you so angry? Don't fight Liao! Don't fight Liao!" (Putting Longmen formation: Sichuan-Chongqing dialect, chat.)

The skeleton has long since ceased to be as comfortable as it was at the beginning, crouching down with its head in its arms, crying.Xie Tunan slowly took the pot back, and the skeleton immediately looked up at him secretly, Xie Tunan pretended to wave the pot, and he was so scared that he immediately retracted his bone head.

Xie Tunan was holding the pot, his expressionless face looked murderous to the skeleton.

"Can you speak the official language of Alkaline City?"

Xie Tunan asked calmly.

"I know..." Skeleton got stuck, and changed his words at the last moment, "Got it."

"This is where?"

Xie Tunan asked, this skeleton was the first communicable existence he encountered outside the city, so he would naturally not let it go.Facing his question, the skeleton picked out the ears that no longer existed.

"where?"

"Here, where is this place?"

The skeleton looked at him, for some reason, Xie Tunan actually saw innocence on that bone face.

"There's nothing here, it's just here." He seemed to think that Xie Tunan's question was a bit strange, and he clicked his upper and lower jaw a few times, "Are you from Alkaline City?"

"Correct."

"Then it's called outside the city."

What Xie Tunan wanted was not such an answer, but seeing the expression on the skull, he felt that the other party seemed unable to answer this question properly, so he didn't need to waste his words.

"I'm going to Gushe Lookout." So he just said to the skeleton, "Give me back the bike, or..."

He holds up the pressure cooker.

"Don't fight!" In desperation, the skeleton uttered that strange local accent again, fearing that Xie Tunan's lust would change back in a second.He lowered his head and muttered softly.

"Actually, it's not me... I'm gone. Everything will disappear here. Your pot is really strange."

Xie Tunan thought for a moment.

"Is it because of the Gushe lookout?" He asked, "Everything near the lookout will disappear?"

"Yeah!" The skeleton immediately put his hands on his hips, "It's only normal to be naked like me!"

Xie Tunan: "..."

He refused.

"Hey, are you going to the watchtower, Lao Tzu... I can introduce you to you. Let me tell you first, you can no longer knock me on the head." , I feel sorry for you, your Alkaline City was also built by my old man.” (Old man: Sichuan-Chongqing dialect, Dad.)

"In your terms, Lao Tzu's old man is your god."

Xie Tunan fell into a long silence. He looked at the huge observation tower that had gradually become clear, and then at the skeleton in front of him with his hips akimbo.All the previous clues pointed to a path, and now he has gradually been able to determine it.

The man who used to live in the lookout seems to be...

Is he here?

The author has something to say: the beginning of this chapter pays tribute to Eliot's "The Wasteland", and there are many images in "Zhuangzi" in the back, such as Gushe Mountain, mayflies, mole crickets, unworthy trees, Chao bacteria, [-]-year-old toon, and finally It is the classic Zhuangzi asking about the bones and the joy of death.

The skeleton speaks a lot of Sichuan and Chongqing dialects, and the reading experience of brain supplementing Sichuan dialect is better. The night view of Sichuan and Chongqing is also the source of inspiration for this cyberpunk~