Ding Ping was a little surprised. Why was Chen An leaving in such a hurry?
"Aren't you going to look at it again? You're a little weird." Ding Ping glanced at Chen An.
Chen An pinched his nose, waved his hand and said, "No, I've seen it all, I really can't stand the smell!"
When Ding Ping heard this, she moved her nose. Well, she admitted that the smell of rotten and stinky alcohol in this wine cellar was really unpleasant.
After returning all the way to the villa, Chen An stopped at the door.
"I'll go see if Brother Scar is back. You guys should rest first." Chen An said with a smile.
Ding Ping nodded, and she couldn't wait to prepare for the "drunkard" ceremony.
It doesn't matter if Xue Yue'er is malicious, she just listens to whatever Chen An says, and as long as Chen An doesn't die, that's all.
Watching Ding Ping and Xue Yuer walk into the villa maliciously, Chen An gently closed the door of the villa, his body trembling slightly under the moonlight.
"Sorry, these things...can't implicate you." Chen An said to himself, he quickly turned around and walked quickly towards the western wasteland.
Recalling the conversation in the cemetery at dusk in the evening, Chen An understood that no matter what, Ding Ping was just an ordinary person. He was still weak in the face of secret organizations, let alone facing his own "me, me, me" It's broken.
In the soft capital, there was still a hidden "I" who wanted to kill myself, but now another "I" emerged that was myself.
The head is getting bigger and bigger.
All the way through the outer city, there were faint moans and screams in my ears. They were the people from the outer city who were tortured by nightmares and were in pain.
Arriving at the wine cellar, Chen An squatted down. He looked at the three dark small holes and pondered slightly.
If this is a mechanism...how to trigger it?
In his mind, Chen Sheng said no more.
"If this is something I left behind, and it is related to the 'Traveler' source of matter..." Chen An squinted his eyes, and this mechanism only has mutants of the "Foolish Clown" path, that is, "Clown" ” or “Traveler” or higher can be found.
However, the only one who needs the "traveler" sefirah is the "clown".
Three holes, what does it mean?
Chen An quietly took out three wads of crumpled toilet paper from his pocket, and after giving them "weirdness" to turn them into "scare boxes", Chen An placed the three wads of paper at the entrance of the hole.
Next, blow gently.
As the paper ball rolled into the depths, Chen An quietly detonated the "scare box"!
With the faint and simultaneous explosions, Chen An suddenly felt the inspiration in his mind fluctuate violently!
In the corner next to the wine cellar, rolling stone bricks slid, as if some kind of amplification mechanism had been triggered, and there was a slow turning sound of gears. In short, a dark hole appeared.
Chen An took a breath and used the flashlight of his mobile phone to illuminate the road. It was a one-meter-wide hole, square, sloping downward, and he didn't know where it led.
The narrow stone brick paving looks very steep.
Chen An walked over, turned back slightly, and looked in the direction outside the wine cellar. The black-red soil seemed to be embedded with snow under the moon, and the surroundings were quiet.
Just in case, Chen An still placed a "scare box" at the door. If someone passes by and touches it, it will be automatically triggered.
In this way, he can get the information that someone is coming.
Later, Chen An used his spiritual power to communicate with the Smiling Rabbit and the Crying Rabbit, allowing them to act on their own in emergencies.
At the same time, three colors of oil paint slowly appeared on the face, always ready to go.
After all preparations were made, Chen An used "body control" to control the muscles of his body and slowly penetrated the dark hole.
At the beginning it was very narrow, and then he became enlightened. After a hundred and eighty steps, he suddenly became enlightened.
After walking hard for a few minutes, the surrounding environment gradually became wider. Chen An's hand touched the cold metal ladder, and the passage became completely vertical.
When the boots hit the smooth ground, the nostrils were already filled with the smell of underground dampness.
Following the light of the flashlight, Chen An discovered that this was a small basement, about twenty or thirty square meters.
On one side is a wooden bed with moldy bedding, on the other side is a table and chairs, with a brown leather book spread out on the rotten wooden table, on the other side is an empty glass water glass, and on the other side is a metal can.
Inside that can-like thing, waves of "attraction" came from the soul.
Chen An knew that it must be the strange source of "traveler".
Taking a closer look, I slightly unscrewed the screw-type lid. Inside was a light blue, crystal-clear substance like agate in the ocean, with a faint aroma.
"It's Akna's secret room in the wine cellar... Well, why does such a secret room appear? Is it related to me? Was it left by 'me'?" Chen An felt that his mind was full of questions.
Could it be that... for the past three years, Akna was the one who devoted himself to solving the "constipation" problem of people in the outer city of Soft City?
Am I so civic-minded?
Shaking his head to get rid of the strange thoughts, Chen An held a mobile phone and flashlight in one hand and opened the cowhide book on the table with the other hand.
The paper on the leather notebook has turned yellow and is a little fragile, but the black writing on it is still clear.
[After becoming a "traveller", I noticed the node of travel. It's really ridiculous. I thought I was the chosen one, like the protagonist in a movie, haha.
I came here during the most chaotic period of time in reality. I am humble and dare not forget my country. My motherland is being devastated by war. I only hope to solve everything in the dark world as soon as possible, because reality needs me more than the dark world.
In order to be more consistent with my identity in this world, I changed my name to "Akna", but I have never forgotten my real name "Zhou Yu".
It’s just that my faith, my persistence, my self-confidence, my pride, everything, were crushed by the reality of this world after I became a “traveler”!
I have seen the reality seventy-two times, and I can feel the vague yet extremely precise travel nodes left behind by "I" every time.
It was like I became a "traveler" in a dream, and I obtained the "traveler" essence effortlessly. Who would know that this was just because I slept with the city lord's daughter?
I thought it was because of my handsomeness, but I didn't expect that she was arranged by the previous "me"!
God! Did the last "me" have a serious illness? He actually told Misha that all you need to do is meet the "Joker"... Oh my god! What if that "clown" isn't me! 】
Chen An looked at the contents on the paper, and when his mind was shocked, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"More than a hundred years ago, the time was right...but what was the "I" he mentioned?" Chen An took a breath. He felt that it was only at this moment that he had a glimpse of his absurd fate. corner of.
