Haunted Places Live

"You said you could smell me a little differently than that me."

Lynch took off his earphones and turned his head to look at Chu Yang the Devourer. The latter didn't look at him, but looked at the unchanging blue sky outside the window and the tumbling sea of ​​clouds below.

At this moment, he, Chu Yang the Devourer, Bai Hongyu and two senior seniors were sitting on a private plane arranged by the Presbyterian Church, flying to London to meet Lynch's father, Lin Qiao.Xiao Yiquan and Xu Bai were attacked, indicating that their internal information had been leaked, and the reality on the 38th sent too little assistance. Lynch proposed to meet Lin Qiao and ask him for some advice on fighting the Devourer.

As Lin Qiao's "follower", Bai Hongyu was logically arranged to go with them.

Now that the voyage has passed halfway, except for the crew and the two of them, the other three, including Bai Hongyu, seem to have fallen into a light sleep.

"What did you say?" Lin Qi asked Chu Yang.

Chu Yang the Devourer said again in a low voice, "You said you could smell my smell a little different from that me. What's the difference?"

If they were the same person in a different reality, their DNA was exactly the same, how much difference in smell would there be?

Lin Qi didn't expect Chu Yang, the Devourer, to be brooding over this matter.

"The difference is not very big. I think if it wasn't for me being too familiar with him, it would be difficult to tell the difference." Lynch said softly, "You know that when a person's mood changes, the smell on his body will also change subtly. When When a person maintains a certain emotional state for a longer period of time, that smell becomes a tone, becomes part of that person. But your smell is paler than his... "

"Pale?" Chu Yang the Devourer frowned, repeating those two words in a murmur.

"You don't have so many smells caused by emotional changes, so it seems more...empty." Lynch seemed to have no idea what words to choose to describe the smell he smelled, but he still chose the less direct one as much as possible describe.

Empty, rather empty, shriveled, exhausted.

Because he has been using the mental anesthetic brought by the stigmata to escape the unbearable pain when his empathy ability is restored.Gradually, his soul and scent were also worn away bit by bit.

He thought that choosing empathy was the cheapest decision, but now he realizes that perhaps this is the most terrible price.Let you end up not being you, but a mindless monster, a machine that follows orders but has no purpose.

He was already a completely broken person, and even Lynch couldn't save him.

If only one Chu Yang can survive, is it really necessary to keep this broken version of him?Chu Yang asked herself silently.

Chu Yang didn't say much, and his expression didn't change, but Lin Qi could smell the deep sadness that suddenly came alive in an instant.Somewhat like absinthe diffuse taste.

For a moment, Lynch felt a pain in his heart.

Even if this is not his Chu Yang, he can feel how similar this Chu Yang is to his own Chu Yang.If he let his own Chu Yang experience the same thing, he would become like this too.

He feels sorry for him.He also resented why his other self couldn't protect Xiaoyang well, making him like this.

He wasn't sure if he should comfort the other person.After all, what is the purpose of this Chu Yang, he still can't fully understand.Bringing him with him this time is also for the convenience of monitoring, in case he reveals any information to the Devourer and threatens Xiaoyang's situation on the Devourer's side.Although Chu Yang the Devourer said that he had a deal and plan with Xiao Yang, who knows if this is some kind of trap or trick?

But on the other hand, this is Chu Yang after all... Even if the empathy ability is affected by the stigmata, it is still Chu Yang after all.

Chu Yang would never hurt herself no matter what.Even if he no longer has emotions, he will still make an exception for himself.

Amid all the contradictory feelings, Lynch still didn't say anything.

The plane landed unexpectedly and safely at London Airport.Under the circumstances of the Devourer's massive invasion, the airlines of many countries have already entered a state of paralysis.Most of the civil aviation was grounded, giving way to the military planes that were constantly transporting supplies or bombing the Devourer stronghold.Their plane was able to take off because the elders had obtained approval from the government, but absolute flight safety could not be guaranteed.

It is said that the United States has proposed to the United Nations to bomb all the cities that have been occupied by the Devourer with intercontinental missiles. However, since there are likely to be many civilians in the occupied areas who are too late to retreat, they have been opposed by many countries.

Bai Hongyu has already arranged the vehicle.In a pitch-black Lincoln, besides the driver, there were two Englishmen, a man and a woman, who came to pick them up.Bai Hongyu greeted them affectionately, as if they were familiar with each other.And those two people were respectful when they saw Lynch. Although there was no flattering smile on their faces, they could feel their fear and respect for Lynch.

Along the way, the traffic jam in London was extremely serious.It seems that there are many vehicles going out of the city, and there are also many people carrying large and small packages pushing on the road, like a group of ants slowly wriggling.

Bai Hongyu asked, "What's wrong with London?"

A British person said, "There are rumors that the Devourer is going to invade London. Many people are planning to take refuge outside the city."

"Rumor?" Bai Hongyu sneered, "Where did the rumor come from?"

"do not know."

"Hmph, it's probably a rumor." He crossed his arms, leaned back on the sofa, and glanced at Lynch.

"I'm about to meet your father, do you have any special feelings?" Bai Hongyu asked with his head tilted as if interested.

Lynch glanced at him impatiently, but said nothing.

"The relationship between your father and son can be said to be the strangest one I have ever seen." Bai Hongyu looked at Chu Yang again, and said jokingly, "Are you meeting the parents formally, and don't you wear formal clothes?" ?”

But Chu Yang turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile, "So what if you met your parents? You didn't betray your teacher and go to the teacher's father for this, did you? You think that as long as you please your father, your son will see on you?"

One sentence made Bai Hongyu's face livid.And Lynch beside him couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Yang still has to learn from this Chu Yang.

Lin Qiao's residence is on the banks of the Thames River. It is a three-story Victorian building full of history. The red bricks are covered with moss marks of the years. It is not dilapidated but full of signs of time.

The old man with the appearance of a butler opened the door for them, and went up to the second floor along the wood-scented stairs, where you can see the tall dome bay window facing the wide Thames River, and the sunlight shines on the classic building from the clear window. The dark green Persian carpet, the thin wind blowing in through the slightly open window with the smell of the river, lifted the light gauze curtains, and blowing the forehead hair of the man sitting in the armchair reading a book.

The last time Lynch saw Lin Qiao in a sober state was five years ago.And Lin Qiao still hasn't changed at all, with a handsome but cold face, broad shoulders, and a kind of age-old heaviness solidified on his body, a kind of unfathomable unfathomable that doesn't match his appearance.He turned his head and saw his son, but he just closed the book in his hand and nodded, "You're here."

Lynch stared at him coldly.

Bai Hongyu walked up to Lin Qiao, knelt down on one knee, and kissed the ring on Lin Qiao's finger as if he were treating the elder of the Presbyterian Church. "Owner."

Lin Qiao nodded slightly to Bai Hongyu, "Hongyu, you have worked hard."

There was joy in the eyes of Bai Hongyu who was praised.

Over the years, Bo Hongyu must have been reporting information about the Presbyterian Church and the Four Holy Sees to Lin Qiao, especially Lin Qi's situation.

Lin Qiao turned to the housekeeper and said, "Help Hong Yu and this Mr. Chu prepare the room." Then he said to Bai Hongyu, "Go and rest first."

Bai Hongyu understood that Lin Qiao had something to say to Lin Qi, so he retreated obediently.

Lin Qiao looked at Lin Qi, but his gaze fell on Chu Yang again.

Chu Yang did not avoid his gaze, but stared straight at him.

"Did you lock me up in that place?" Lynch asked bluntly without any pleasantries.

Lin Qiao also replied, "Yes. If you are smart enough, you should stay there and not come out."

"What did you say to Xiaoyang?" Lynch suppressed his anger, but his eyes were already burning.

Lin Qiao laughed and said, "He is right beside you, why don't you ask him?"

"I want to hear from you."

Lin Qiao sighed, "You're already over 100 years old, why don't you grow up? Even Chu Yang knows what I said is right. The two of you cannot coexist. Especially when he is not strong enough .”

"Why?" Lynch walked towards his father, who had always been cold and distant, "You never cared about my life, why did you suddenly care so much?"

From childhood to adulthood, he had seen Lin Qiao very few times.In my impression, my father never seemed to smile at him, never touched his head, never asked him how life was at school.Before he was 13 years old, he still had a strange nostalgia for his mysterious and estranged father, as if the less he could get, the better he was. He cherished any opportunity to meet and contact his father.He still remembers that the school assigned an article to describe everyone's father.The teacher also added a sentence, if you can't write your father for various reasons, you can also write your mother.But Lynch hesitated for several hours, and quietly dialed the terminal with the phone at home.While waiting for the operator to connect, the thought of hanging up the phone flashed through his mind again and again, but in the end he still wanted to talk to his father, whatever the excuse.

When Lin Qiao picked up the phone, Lynch's heart was beating so nervously.

Lin Qiao's voice was as usual, low and full of aloof charm, "Hello?"

"dad."

"what's up."

"The teacher asked me to write an article about my father. Can I ask you a few questions?" The more Lynch said, the more strange his tone became.He was obviously talking to his own father, but why did it seem like a completely unfamiliar reporter was going to interview him.

Lin Qiao sighed, and just this sigh made Lin Qi's heart twitch.It was as if he shouldn't bother him with such a trivial matter.

He looked at the piece of paper with several questions already written in his hand, and suddenly felt stupid.Those few questions went like this: How did it feel when you knew you were going to be a father?What is the standard of a good son in your heart?What expectations do you have for future generations?What are your hobbies?

It's not so much for writing an article, it's better to say that he wants to know.

He wanted to know what he was to his father, why he couldn't even see his father on his birthday, why his mother gave up her status as a princess for him, but he ignored them.These are questions that he has had since he was sensible, but he can't ask them. He can feel that his mother can't answer these questions, and it will make her sad.Gradually, these questions became a matter of course and a part of life, and it seemed that they no longer needed to be answered.

But he still wants to know the answer after all.

But all his thoughts, after hearing that sigh, turned into not wanting. "What do you want to ask?" Lin Qiao asked.

Lynch said, "Forget it, it's nothing, sorry."

Then hung up the phone.

Lin Qiao has been absent from Lynch's birthday and various festivals that should be reunited with the family many times, which has brought him disappointment more than once.But I don't know why, the disappointment of calling this time is the most fresh in my memory.Probably after that phone call, Lynch gradually no longer yearned for the kind father-son relationship that other people have, and no longer yearned for a strict but caring father in his life.He accepted the relationship between him and Lin Qiao, which was close to strangers.

Until many years ago, Lin Qiao suddenly asked him to seal his observation ability.Otherwise, the Council of Elders will be required to relieve Lynch of all his duties.

After that, Lin Qiao intervened in Lin Qi's life several times, and later even sealed his observation ability personally, and forced him to separate from Chu Yang.

This long-overdue "concern" only made Lynch angry.

"You are our last hope." Lin Qiao answered Lynch's question like this.

This sentence was also said by Chu Yang's grandfather behind Carter's Gate.At that time, he thought it was Chu Yang's grandfather who pinned his hopes on Chu Yang and himself, hoping that the two of them would not have to repeat the mistakes of other realities.But listening to it now, it seems that there is another meaning.

"I want to know the truth, the truth of everything." Lin Qi stood in front of his father. He was about the same height and face. One was hot and the other was quiet, but there was nothing inferior. "What happened to you and Chu Yang's grandfather?" ? Why must it be me and Chu Yang? Why must I die? And... what are you?"

He was already suspicious.Lin Qiao's observation ability is unfathomable, probably level six.But Xu Shen will not allow sixth-level observers to appear, because that will cause great instability in reality, and their observation power, which is so strong that it is close to creation, is likely to bring about the final big collapse.

Lin Qiao is living well, and Lynch has never seen him use a stigmata like the color of the star, but he can always be so young without any signs of aging.

In addition, Lin Qiao seems to have to follow many strange "rules", such as not being able to directly intervene in the decisions of the Four Holy Sees, and not being able to intervene in real affairs until the real moment of life and death.Who made these rules for him?

Lin Qiao looked at his son, his last close relative, his dark eyes pressed heavily on Lynch's pupils.Suddenly, even the light in the room seemed to dim.

Chu Yang stood silently in a corner of the room, like a shadow.

Finally, Lin Qiao said, "It's about time."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, as if grabbing something invisible in the void, and slowly pulled it down.Along with his actions, a strange situation happened.

On the Thames River, which was originally sunny outside the window, a thick mass of darkness began to descend rapidly.The light quickly disappeared, and at the same time, the warmth of early summer also quickly faded away, the smell in the air changed completely, and an empty, lifeless dry smell poured into the nostrils.

Everything in the room is rapidly rotting.Moldy, rotting wooden siding covered with mushroom moss.Large pieces of wallpaper peeled off due to moisture, exposing the same moldy wall skin.The floor was also loose and broken, and in some places even fell down, leaving dark holes in patches.The embroidered satin of the sofa with legs was dirty, old and dusty.

And outside the window, under the dark sky, only the remains of the old city of London remain.And before the wreckage reached the horizon, it was suddenly broken.

The edge of the city becomes unreal, undefined like a cloud of smoke.And farther away, there is a huge swirling, nebula-like vortex.Inexplicable rays of light tumbled to form a spiral arm that spanned the entire universe.In the middle of the vortex, there is a pitch-black hole, like a crazy eye. After looking at it for a long time, all kinds of violent thoughts such as violent, evil, angry, and sad will appear in the mind.

This is no longer native reality.

Lin Qiao turned around, looked at the huge vortex that gave people a creepy feeling in the distance, looked down on them in the sky, and said softly, "This is a reality that is about to disappear after being destroyed by the Devourer. The Devourer has already passed away from here Withdrew, for Xu Shen, this place no longer exists. One day later, this reality will completely disappear, and no one except the three of us will know what I said here."

He paused before continuing, "Lynch, I've never shown you my real appearance."

After speaking, Lin Qiao turned around.

For a moment, both Lin Qi and Chu Yang gasped in shock, and tremors passed through their bodies like an electric current.

The author has something to say: students who want to read the story of Lin Qiao and Grandpa Chu Yang, see you in the next chapter~~