Sea of ​​blood.

The endless sea surface.

The wooden boards are floating.

Gu Qingshan sat comfortably on the wooden board, holding a fishing rod, and was fishing.

A cool, handsome and handsome man squatted on the bench next to him, holding a pen and paper to write and draw.

Historical recorder, fireworks.

The two of them did their own things, allowing time to pass slowly.

At some point.

Gu Qingshan looked back at the man: "Hey."

"What?"

“It’s time to eat.”

"Okay, wait a little longer, I'll end it soon."

"What are you busy with?"

Gu Qingshan asked with interest.

Hearing his question, the man put the pen and paper on another bench and said with a bitter look: "Oh, some of the debts have not been paid back... In short, it's very troublesome, let's have a meal first."

He brought out a fragrant hot pot and put it on a bench.

"It's been cold recently, is it possible to eat beef hotpot?" he asked.

"Of course." Gu Qingshan said happily.

The man started to set up bowls and chopsticks.

Gu Qingshan put away the fishing rod, squatted down in front of the bench, and looked at the steaming hot pot. He was bored for a moment and took the pen and paper of the fireworks at will.

I saw that it was written on the white paper:

"The list of leaders who owe the update is as follows: the plane of the flower family, the nine-fingered cat, the "Misaka", the little mushroom of the girl, the sun and moon in the pot, the universe in the sleeve (Silver cute), the violent tiger brother (Silver cute), the village chief of the novice village, the magical little arrow (Silver cute)..."

What's this?

Gu Qingshan was about to ask, but he saw fireworks rushing up and taking away the paper.

"Hey" Gu Qingshan said dissatisfied.

The fireworks didn't answer, so they quickly lit the paper with a lighter, reached under the hot pot, and burned it to ashes.

"You burned the debt order?" Gu Qingshan spread his hands.

"Stop talking nonsense, eat your meal!" Yanhuo said with a pale face.

"Tsk tsk..."

Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "I always have to pay it back when I go out. What's wrong with being a deadbeat?"

Fireworks said distressedly: "Don't I want to pay back the debt? The key is that something tripped me up, made me upset, and couldn't afford to pay back the debt."

"What's the matter?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"...I always feel that something is happening below the blood and void, and it makes me anxious." The man said.

Gu Qingshan listened, and his expression gradually became mixed with a hint of deep meaning.

"What do you think will be?"

He asked.

Fireworks said distressedly: "Oh, I can't say it, as if something important is calling me, and I can no longer control myself and want to see it with my own eyes..."

The historical recorder, called Fireworks, put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up, and was about to jump into the sea of ​​blood.

Gu Qingshan picked up the paper and pen on the bench.

"Hey, don't you bring your pen and paper?"

"Let it be here first, it will continue to record your situation here. I will carry another book with me."

"...I advise you not to go, it may be a bit dangerous." Gu Qingshan said.

"Don't worry, as a historical observer, you will not intervene in any cause and effect, so there will be nothing that can hurt me." Yanhuo said.

Under Gu Qingshan's gaze, he jumped into the sea of ​​blood, stirring up a small wave on the sea.

Soon, he passed through the vast sea of ​​blood and reached the turbulent flow of the void.

"What is it...?"

Fireworks whispered, took a deep breath, and looked at the unknown place under the void

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

At one moment, the man seemed to have seen something incredible, and suddenly his whole body was shocked and his expression became serious.

"So that's it... Let me think about it. It seems that there is a poem that can describe such a situation..."

He took out the pen and paper and said something.

suddenly.

There seemed to be many invisible things in the void, and they pulled him into pieces.

"No!"

The fireworks roared.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, those inexplicable existences came from all directions without interruption.

Almost in the flash, he suddenly fell down and disappeared soon.

There is only a piece of nothing left in the void.

Only the piece of paper that the man just wrote was still in the void.

There seemed to be countless whispers around.

The paper no longer stayed.

It floated and rose towards the void, sank into the sea of ​​blood, slowly floating on the sea.

Gu Qingshan sighed and stretched out his hand.

The paper suddenly escaped from the sea of ​​blood and flew to him.

I saw a passage written on the piece of paper:

"I thought the dust had settled slowly, but I didn't expect that everything had just begun."

"This is a more terrifying scene than hell, and it's simply indescribable."

"If I use one sentence to describe the scene I see, I will probably think of a small verse:"

“'The moment we lived,

There is dark night before and after."

"Everyone, from now on, everything will be seen with my own eyes and will be without any illusion."

"Chapter 1 (or wedge) night and day."

"Recordor: Fireworks are coming into the city."

“…”

The handwriting ends here.

Gu Qingshan looked quietly, with countless runes of destruction surging in his eyes.

These sequences of talismans keep surging, gathering, combining, and dissipating

In the end, I don't know where to go.

"It seems that even witnesses of history have to pay a price to try to peek into those terrifying secrets."

Gu Qingshan sighed and pressed the paper under the thick pen and paper left by the fireworks.

suddenly.

He seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.

A small black dot that fell rapidly appeared in the crimson sky.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

Amid the violent buzzing, the black dot fell on the sea of ​​blood, rapidly expanding, turning into a cave that is accessible to people.

The cave faced the wooden board, exuding an inexplicable aura.
To be continued...