In the early morning, Hong Ye, who was slightly tired, opened the window and saw Lu Jian in the yard. There were several birds singing next to him. If paired with the gradually dyeing and falling cherry blossoms, it would definitely be a beautiful picture from the master.
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——If you ignore that those birds have been alienated.
Chirp chirp—
The group of things that looked like worms united together made a low chirping sound imitating the birds. They stood and chirped fearfully beside Lu Tiao, creating a somewhat bizarre scene.
Beside Lu Jian, something nihilistic was warning the birds. Hongye couldn't tell whether it was a human or a monster. Air friends were ghost stories, and the shrine maidens knew very little about them, because most of the hosts had already been discovered when they were discovered.
dead.
"Aren't you... afraid of these things?"
Hongye tidied up her clothes, put on her boots, and walked out of the room.
"In their perception, they are still just ordinary birds, doing the same things as ordinary birds. Why should I be afraid of them? Could they swallow me in one bite?"
Lu Tan didn't take it seriously.
There was a backpack beside him and a crowbar next to him, as if he was ready for battle.
"But no matter how you disguise yourself, no matter what your self-perception, a monster is a monster."
Hongye sighed softly.
"Actually, I think it doesn't matter whether they are monsters or not. If these beings are ugly but harmless to people, then we don't need to be afraid of them. On the contrary, those who are beautiful but may hurt other people are more afraid.
Worth paying attention to.”
As he said that, Lu Tan withdrew his hand that was teasing the "birds". There were already marks on his fingers that looked like they had been burned by flames. He looked at them and cut the skin with a knife. The dark yellow blood gushed out at the same time.
, more vegetation spread out from the skin, wrapping around the fingers, healing and smoothing the wound.
Under the sun, the vegetation is lush and green, but when it grows on Lu Jian's body, it's a bit scary.
"It's just that these birds themselves carry pollution. Through their flight, this pollution may spread to other islands, so unfortunately, they cannot continue to live."
Hearing Lu Jian's words, Hongye felt a little relieved for some reason.
Although this person seems to have many secrets, and his physique and personality are different from ordinary people, he seems to have a clear understanding of abnormal matters only.
"By the way, we can go and finally investigate the missing artist today."
Lu Tan turned around and said.
"Why are you still paying attention to him?"
Hong Ye is puzzled.
The pollution on this island should be more serious. This is a disaster that will burn down the entire island if it is not handled well. So what problems will the missing artist have?
"Just think about it, this island has become like this. Almost all the people on the island have been alienated and turned into monsters. Logically speaking, this should be a complete mess, right?"
Lu Tan pulled out the grass on his hand one by one, revealing the fresh and intact skin underneath.
"Then why is the island so orderly, with only the disappearance of the artist Wan Ye causing some disturbance?"
Hearing Lu Tan's rhetorical question, Hongye's thoughts suddenly became clear.
According to what Lu Jian just said, the bird still thinks that it is a bird, so it still behaves according to the behavior pattern of a bird.
The alienated humans on the island still think that they are still normal humans and will live a normal life as before.
However, someone who can see the truth can find that this island is already full of monsters. He can see through everything. However, in the eyes of ordinary "people", the person who discovered the truth is a madman.
"...So he disappeared, not because he was alienated, but because he was not alienated and noticed the changes on the island?"
Hongye finally understood everything.
"Well, on this island, the craziest people are the most rational people."
Lu Tan nodded.
"Do you remember that crazy guy we met on the way here yesterday?"
"......he?"
Red leaves are an afterthought.
If according to Lu Jian's logic, people who look crazy are the most normal people, then the missing painter Wan Ye is most likely the madman who was killed yesterday?
"No, but he has been alienated. It should be... No, if his body is contaminated and alienated, but his spirit is not contaminated, then what will happen?"
"That's how it should be."
Lu Tan recalled the contents of a novel. The protagonist who was originally the mainstay of the family suddenly turned into a giant beetle. The family members went from being helpful to being disgusted, and finally left him to die alone on the bed.
If a person suddenly finds that his body and that of the people around him have changed and become monsters, and everyone around him is used to it, and he is the only one who notices this, then his spirit will definitely be severely tortured and eventually collapse.
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It's like talking to a few friends in a group during the summer vacation. Everyone said that they didn't do any summer homework and prepared for the start of school. I quickly copied it and handed it over. As a result, I also fished for two months and didn't do anything at all.
There was a mountain of works, but when school started, I found that all the dog friends had gathered together to finish the work two days before the holiday, and it seemed that only I had not touched a single stroke.
I will definitely feel that the clown is actually me.
"If you can remain rational, there may be room for salvation. After all, there is a saying that the body is disabled and the mind is strong, right?"
Lu Tan was confident.
He and Hongye walked out of the house and saw Tachibana Masamune and Ginpei.
The two people had turned into two indescribable lumps of weird flesh. The sharp teeth rubbed against the flesh, and several eyeballs rotated, finally looking towards Lu Tian.
"Looks like you two had a good night."
Yinping's fleshy tentacles were still holding his fan, looking like a scholar among monsters.
Hongye calmed down and did not respond.
Lu Tiao smiled and followed them to the atrium of Anxinyuan. The place was spacious and bright, and many "people" had already gathered there.
Lu Jian saw that the painters and poets in kimonos had turned into twisted and weird monsters. Those monsters were either squirming, waving tentacles, had eyes, or were covered in bones, gathering in the atrium, like a monster.
A picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night.
Coupled with the suspended Joruri doll in the sky, it is full of weird feeling.
“It’s so grand, this year’s poetry festival looks quite grand!”
"Although something like that happened before, it seems to be fine. I have to trust the followers of Utajima."
"I've been here for many days, and I don't feel anything unusual at all. As expected, everything must be seen with one's own eyes and cannot be judged subjectively."
"I don't know what the title of this year's poem will be, but I'm looking forward to it."
There were voices accompanied by murmurs in the air. These monsters were exchanging what they had seen and heard, and seemed to be looking forward to the festival.
Standing among these monsters, Hongye felt perverse.
Only Lu Jian remained silent.
Accompanied by colorful fireworks, the poetry festival began.