The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 769 The Tree of Life
"Please hurry up, dust will not stay in one place forever." Liu Qingqing did not hide her eagerness, stood up and left the office.

Qilin looked at Mrs. Li: "Mrs. Li, what do you think?"

"I think we can cooperate." Mrs. Li concentrated slightly: "Dust is a historical problem left by the Baichuan Regiment. Now that the two organizations have merged, solving the dust can not only combat the Cangmu Cult, but also promote unity within the organization and improve morale."

"Indeed." Qilin said, "But it cannot be ruled out that Liu Qingqing is already the ninth heir, and he used the bitter meat trick to trick him."

"This possibility is very small." Someone Li said: "Liu Qingqing and Dead Pig have been investigating and persisting in Ba Qiuchi's death for ten years. This matter was not planned recently, and it should not be an act. "

"If you don't worry, you can take me with you in this operation." Mrs. Li said: "Within three days, if something threatens my life safety, I will have a vague sense of the scene and can avoid the danger in advance."

Qilin nodded: "As expected of a [Prophet]."

"Haha." Mrs. Li was also not modest: "Everyone thinks that I am an old woman of no use. Maybe it's time for me to change my image."

……

Snow Country, Aurora Town, Holy Mountain Church.

In the early morning, the classical and solemn church is located at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, with its cold spire rising straight into the night sky, like a giant beast covered with black thorns dormant on the earth.

The main door of the church was open, the auditorium was empty and dilapidated, and the stained glass windows cut the moonlight into broken white flowers on the ground.

On the side at the end of the church stands a confessional the size of a phone booth.

In the confession room on the left sat a boy who was tied up and covered with bruises. He was the kidnapped Lin Dajian.

In the past two days, he had been sleeping and sleeping, without eating or drinking. His body was extremely weak, and his consciousness began to become blurry. He felt like he was trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

"crunch-"

The small wooden door opposite the confessional opened, followed by the rustling of a cloak, and someone sat down opposite.

"You, who are you..." Lin Dajian asked in a weak voice through the wooden screen: "Why are you arresting me..."

"..." The person opposite didn't speak.

"Did you arrest the wrong person..." Lin Dajian's voice choked up, "I have no money, and I have never offended anyone. I have never done anything bad in my life..."

"..."

"Please let me go, please, I, I don't want to die..." Lin Dajian cried and begged.

The man opposite finally spoke, his voice hoarse and leaky, "Life is the original sin, desire is the enemy, and ignorance is the end."

"What enemy, what doomsday..." Lin Dajian became more and more confused.

"I heard a sentence recently, do you know what it means?" Chen Moi asked.

"I, I don't know what you are talking about, I don't know you, I have no enmity with you, why do you want to arrest me..."

"Yes, how could you understand? You are just a lost person." Chen Mo sneered, stood up and left.

"Let me out!" Lin Dajian automatically ignored the word "lost person". He struggled hard but couldn't break free from the restraints on his body: "How long are you going to lock me up? Let me out! Let me out..."

"Gala--"

Dust, covered in a black cloak, walked out of the confessional and left the church.

The dust passed through a forest where the moonlight could not shine in, and then walked on the night road for 10 minutes, arriving at a vast gray wasteland.

There is a spacious river running across the wasteland. There are large and small ice fragments floating in the river. There is a raised boulder on the river bank with a little snow remaining on it.

Mingjing (Lüqi) sat on a boulder and looked up at the aurora.The stars twinkled in the night sky, and an unpredictable "green ribbon" floated lightly, flickering brightly and dimly, and from time to time glowing with a gorgeous pink color.

The deep night sky and gray wasteland, illuminated by the aurora, look like a mysterious, far-reaching and psychedelic oil painting.

Dust climbed onto the boulder, sat down next to Ming Jing, and looked up to admire the aurora together.

After a while, Chen Chen spoke: "On the way to capture Lin Dajian, I deliberately left some traces. Shen Si will definitely find out if he is willing to investigate. If he is quick, he may be traced tomorrow."

Ming Jing nodded slightly: "We are also ready here."

"Ah."

The brother and sister stopped talking and continued to sit quietly and watch the aurora.

After a long time, Chenchen said: "Tell me, where do these lights come from?"

"Aurora are charged high-energy particles from the magnetosphere and solar wind..."

"You know that's not what I'm asking." Chen Moi interrupted impatiently, "Where do these lights, this world, and us come from?"

Der Spiegel replied seriously: "We come from the tree of life."

"Will you still have that dream now?" Chen Chen looked sideways at Ming Jing.

In the dream, there are endless white walls and black walls, many rivers of eyes and hands, and a tree bigger than the city. They are all fruits grown on the tree. After they are "ripe", they fall into the river. .

Ming Jing shook his head: "Since the first time I stayed with a human being, I no longer have that dream."

"Me too." Chenchen stretched out his right hand and looked at the palm covered with burn scars: "Since I stayed in Huanglian's body, I have never dreamed of the Tree of Life again."

Dust suddenly felt sad, and she took out a yellowed photo from her pocket, which showed a young brother and sister.

The man has long black hair, deep eyebrows, a classic appearance, and a jade tree facing the wind.The girl also has black hair, tied in a braid. She is beautiful, delicate, and lovable.

Chenchen looked at the photos in a trance, remembering some past events that seemed like a previous life.

"Do you still keep it?" Ming Jing asked.

"I don't want to forget my face." Chen Chen's voice was filled with hatred.

"Chen Chen, appearance is not important." Ming Jing reached out to lift Chen Chen's cloak.

"Don't..." Chen Yi avoided it sensitively: "I hate this face, no, I hate everything about him. If I hadn't taken a fancy to his talent, I would have replaced him long ago."

"Dust, appearance is not important." Mirror repeated: "Our souls will never change."

"Do we really have souls?" Chen Yi laughed bitterly at himself: "I thought that only humans have souls."

"All things have animism, and all life has a soul." Ming Jing is very sure.

"Yes." Chen Chen felt relieved a lot as he listened to Ming Jing's serious words.

During the ten years of being undercover, what Chen Chen missed the most was Ming Jing.

In the past, the brother and sister were always inseparable, but later they joined the Cangmu Cult. For the sake of faith, salvation, and to go to the kingdom of God, they had to separate and perform their own tasks.

Chen Chen pulled down the brim of her cloak and completely covered her face. She tilted her body and gently leaned her head on Ming Jing's shoulder: "Ming Jing, can we really reach the other side?"

(End of this chapter)