Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2040: Whose destination

Chapter 2045 Whose destination

Sometimes, people are so strange: Lin Sanjiu clearly knows that she is not good at water, but she just can't remember to prepare an auxiliary prop - let alone a canoe or a water motorcycle. She doesn't even have a swimming ring. nothing.

"If you don't know how to swim at all, you will sink when you enter the water. You must not forget to prepare a few things." When she flipped through the card library for the fourth time, Teacher Yi stopped trying to persuade her and said as if watching the fun: "But if you can make do with a dog paddle for a while, it's different. You're half-assed and don't know how to be scared."

Why she had to listen to her own consciousness to make sarcastic remarks, Lin Sanjiu didn't have time to think about it for the time being; all her energy was spent on struggling with the wooden board - it was broken and dismantled by her with a few palms. After the wooden box, there was the largest wooden board; when the puppeteer turned over the black grid without saying a word, she hugged the wooden board tightly, closed her eyes tightly, and fell straight into the sea.

However, the wooden board is not an air mattress after all. While Lin Sanjiu was planing to keep himself afloat, he had to adjust and urge the wooden board so that it would not sink.

"People who encounter shipwrecks in movies can float by relying on a piece of plank," she said breathlessly. As soon as she carefully put a little weight on the plank, it immediately became shy and submerged under the water. "What's going on? Art doesn't come from life?"

In the waves not far away, Yu Yuan was pushed up and down, but never sank; he waited for a while and finally said: "I think you might as well hold on to me and swim."

"It's not like I haven't tried it before, and you're not a good swimmer either. One kick from you is enough for me," Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth, pulled the board and planed it a few more times, feeling that she was far away from Yu. The distance between Yuan and Yuan has not shortened at all. She spat out a few mouthfuls of sea water and asked, "Where is Yuan Xiangxi?"

Yu Yuan pointed behind her and said, "Over there, you are having fun."

To say who welcomes the puppet master’s decision the most, it must be Yuan Xiangxi. It was windy today, and he might have had some thoughts in his mind. As soon as the puppet master finished speaking, his coat and robe began to separate from his body. Lin Sanjiu felt that in just a moment, Yuan Xiangxi's body was already covered with blood. All that's left is shorts.

"Lin Sanjiu - Yu Yuan - look at me -"

Yuan Xiangxi's voice of greeting floated melodiously under the sky; when she turned around, she happened to see a stretched and wide white shadow lifted by the sea breeze, stepping on a wave, accompanied by a "woohoo", He jumped up from the blue waves again, as light as the wings of a seabird.

No one, including Yuan Xiangxi, thought that being a ghost would have another advantage: he was very light, and as long as he tied a large enough cloth to his limbs as a sail, Yuan Xiangxi could be like a skateboard. Like a rat, it was pushed and glided by the gusts of sea breeze.

The only problem was that he was gliding in a direction other than the shore.

After Yu Yuan pointed out this point almost calmly, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but become anxious, and hurriedly shouted like a child: "I saw it, it's amazing, please close the sails and come back! Don't let the wind blow you apart!" ”

The place where the puppet master dropped them was not too far from the shore; however, some were playful, some were not good at water, and some had to be nannies, so the two of them spent half a day on one piece of wood. After a lot of effort and effort, the waves finally hit the rocky beach - the warm and shallow sunlight shining on the sea also reached its end point on the rocky beach.

This stone beach is very vast. Looking into the distance, you can only see a thin line of grass connecting the stone beach on the distant horizon. The sky was filled with heavy clouds, which were so heavy that even the wind could not move; clusters of dark black stone pillars, eroded by the sea breeze all year round, formed strange and twisted shapes, just like the crazy people in the depths of sleep. The afterimage of dancing, trying to communicate with the gods.

On the distant stone beach highland, there is a straight and dark shadow, standing in the center of the dancing stone pillars, as if quietly listening to the solidified and silent chanting all around.

"There's no one around here, no one will see us." Yuan Xiangxi whispered as he put his clothes back on - it wasn't like he was complaining, after all, he had just had a great time.

"You misunderstood," Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground, put his boots back on his feet, and said, "It was probably because he was coming that there was no one around here."

"You know his hearing is very keen, right?" Yu Yuan asked.

Almost as a footnote to this sentence, the figure under the gloomy sky in the distance slowly turned his head towards them at this moment. Lin Sanjiu coughed dryly and just raised his voice to call out, but the blackbird in the grassland was startled - its black wings spread like fragments under the sky, stirring up a short, wheezing wind; when the feathers came from After the dark clouds dispersed and birds stood perched on the stone pillars, several people looked again and saw that the puppet master turned his head again, as if he was indifferent to their arrival.

"Why did he come here..." Lin Sanjiu muttered, "This should also be a model of the doomsday world, right?"

"We'd better go there quickly," Yu Yuan finished, reminding her, "You can throw away your wooden board."

Lin Sanjiu didn’t know what he did right. He allowed the puppet master to successfully accept the status quo of “everyone walking together”. When they walked up naturally and swaggering, he didn’t even object. ——However, as she got closer, she gradually began to realize that something was wrong.

The puppet master has remained strangely silent. Even after everyone kept him waiting for such a long time, he didn't say a word, let alone ridicule or insult; in fact, he seemed to be deep in some kind of confusion. Here, it seemed that something happened just now that he couldn't figure out.

"You're here, haven't you been waiting too long?" When a few people approached, Lin Sanjiu coughed and broke the silence without saying anything else: "Well...why do you want to come here?" Place?"

The puppet master's eyes slowly turned around and stared at her coldly.

"What kind of apocalyptic world is this?" Lin Sanjiu pretended to be nonchalant~IndoMTL.com~ and continued to ask: "What are we doing here?"

Probably because he really didn’t want to be rubbed by her anymore, the puppet master finally opened his lips slightly and said something in a gloomy voice that no one expected - "I don’t know."

"You don't know?" Lin Sanjiu was stunned, "Isn't it the destination you set..."

"No," the puppet master waved his hand and walked a few steps away as if he was holding back his anger - as if being too close to the other people made him feel uncomfortable all over. "It was the place where Chotans proposed it."

Then why did the puppet master come?

Lin Sanjiu didn't say anything; sometimes, instead of being urged, the puppet master would say a few more words like now: "Shortly after you boarded the ship, he told me that there was a A 'spectacle'..."

He paused.

"What then?" Lin Sanjiu waited for a while and finally asked.

"...I don't know anymore." The puppet master looked extremely ugly.