Chapter 1085

"Such a broken place?"

Bohemia couldn't help but let out a low exclamation. "In this world - it's disgusting, and there's no market for it? Ah, of course, I'm not questioning adults..."

"It's normal for you, a miscellaneous fish, not to know."

The puppet master sat far away, caged in the shadow from his face to his body. Only when he turned his head slightly, the bright powder at the corner of his eyes faintly brightened and darkened.

"For evolutionists who understand the world, edible truth is a sanctuary that can make people revisit their old dreams." He only said such a sentence, and suddenly stopped talking, but from cat doctor to miscellaneous fish mia, he didn't dare to urge him.

Behind them, Lin Sanjiu slowly stood up from the ground, and his body was still shaking in waves of dizziness.

"This world..." she asked hoarsely, "what's going on?"

The Puppeteer was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, half of his face trembled, as if from the deepest part of the night, gradually floating up half a sneer - when everyone here couldn't help shivering, he only heard his voice softly say: "since you all want to know so much, you might as well go and see it with your own eyes."

Bohemia immediately rang the alarm bell in her mind, but before she summoned up her courage and said "in fact, I'm not very interested", the figure not far away suddenly stood up silently - he just came together, and the shadow of the "chair" under him immediately split to the left and right, splitting into two independent shadows, and then stood up.

"Follow up."

... if you don't want to become a doll who is used as a chair, you'd better follow.

Although people have different species, their thoughts are exactly the same. Lin Sanjiu's body shook, and he still seemed to be a little unstable; Bohemia reluctantly held out her hand, held her, thought for a while, and whispered, "I ask you, what happened when you were alone with the puppet master? That saliva towel..."

Unexpectedly, at this time, the mosaic beside him seized the opportunity, suddenly turned around and rushed out into the night in the blink of an eye. Its action was silent and too fast to capture. When several people reacted, it had already run so far that it could not even see its shadow. Only one sentence echoed in their minds: "now that the game is over, I won't accompany you. Now we don't owe each other, goodbye!"

"I forgot to trap it with consciousness!" Bohemia woke up, bit his back teeth and said, "this guy is really good!"

After playing the game, she never remembered to continue to "detain" Descartes; The latter never moved as fast as a mountain, like forgetting it - Bohemia's consciousness was so fast that it didn't escape until she was distracted.

"Let it go. It's a worry to keep it." Lin Sanjiu took a breath, "don't grip my arm so hard..."

"But..."

Bohemia looked blankly at the direction in which Descartes was fleeing, and finally said nothing.

By the time this line of work was finally stopped by injuries and a cat, they had gone deep into the city. At this time, it was the darkest night, and the dawn was approaching. Almost all the buildings along the road were dark, forming shadows of different heights and standing under the darkness. There were only one street lamp post after another arranged at will, casting irregular gray light on their way.

"... this kind of street lamp has an accident every day, right?" Doctor cat whispered suspiciously.

The street lamps are crooked. Sometimes several lamp posts are clustered together, and sometimes you can't see one after walking for ten minutes. The people who build street lamps may be as drunk as the people who build buildings. Even in the middle of the road, on the roadside steps, and in the sewer mouth, there are uneven thickness street lamp posts drilling out.

Not far away, the edge of a faint white street light is where the puppet division stops. The tall and thin back eroded the light, forming a faint dark.

"Big man, big man," Bohemia glanced at Lin Sanjiu, and saw that she was still in a state of loss, so he had to bite the bullet and asked, "we are here... Because, because..."

"Don't you want to know the truth of the world?" The puppet master's cool voice seemed to contain a trace of irony, "then come and meet the master of this world."

"Is that what truth... Where is it?" This face-to-face conversation made Bohemia's voice weaker and weaker under the fear of guilt. She looked at the cat doctor like asking for help - unfortunately, the height difference was too big, and the tacit understanding was not good. Her eyes only focused on a round head melon and two sharp ears.

"Isn't it everywhere?" The puppet master smiled sarcastically, turned his head slightly, looked at Lin Sanjiu and said, "the meaning of your life is here. Why, don't you bow to your dear street lamp?"

Bohemia and the cat doctor made a sound as if they were choking.

"What?" She even forgot who the person opposite was. "Road, street lamp? Why is it a street lamp?"

Lin Sanjiu stood in the middle of the road, staring back and forth between the puppet master and the street lamp. Under the gray street lamp, it was thick and thin, and stretched until it was in mid air. It seemed that it suddenly remembered that it would be illuminated by itself, and a circle of dim light appeared from the semi-circular "top of the head".

Even if he knew what he missed, even if the loss was still really painful in the chest cavity, Lin Sanjiu was still stunned by the absurdity of the oncoming impact when he saw the street lamp.

"I..." she stared at the street lamp, and after a few seconds, she looked at the roadside buildings in different shapes. "The goal I found in life... Is that it? I clearly remember that it is a very important and meaningful thing..."

"Take care of the truth, maintain the truth, and live in harmony with the truth... Why is it not important?" The puppet master's bloodless white face was half sneered. "Can't you recognize the meaning of your life without dog shit?"

Bohemia struggled and hesitated for a long time, and finally lost to curiosity. He asked Lin Sanjiu in a low voice, "I, I still don't understand..."

It was the puppet master who answered her.

"Every street lamp and building you see are not artificially built. They are living things grown from the ground, so they have this strange appearance. They have thinking and like to call themselves truth. The guy who is blinded by their shit thinks he is the servant of truth. These so-called truths have another name," he paused, The sound is like a cold wind hitting your skin in winter: "... Fungi. Or, you can think of them as mushrooms."