The former sounds like some kind of weird disaster, the latter is the solution: the survivors put on "clothes" for the "flowering season".

   So so many tattered clothes are thrown away in piles.

   And the clues about them point to the town of Kazgir - at least that's what the last page of the notes says.

   Lu Li summoned the merchant, handed the note to it and brought it back to the land of light, and asked Chris and the others to find a way to reveal the blood-stained text.

  The gust of wind raged on the mountain of clothes again, and the invisible force lifted every clump of dirty and faded clothes, confirming that the pile of clothes no longer concealed clues.

   Before leaving Kazłowo Town, Lu Li investigated the shacks on the edge of the mountain of clothes. Every house with traces of living had something in common: the wardrobe was empty.

   On the way out of the town, the cabinets of the shops passing by were also empty of fallen mannequins leaning against the wall.

  Clothing is not a proxy, it refers to the meaning of the clothes themselves.

  Close to the coast, Lu Li led the snot and the miserable people down the coastline. The final destination of the trip, the town of Kazgir was just a dozen miles away.

  Lu Li deliberately stayed in reality, just as guessed, no weirdness attacked them.

  Twin Town is enveloped in eerie silence.

   Lu Li couldn't notice the difference, the evil spirits should know something, but the suffering people would not answer, nor would the uninvited guests.

   "Can you feel anything?"

  Snot and shook her head, she could spy on the inner world and couldn't find the truth.

   Continue to walk on the quiet dark earth, the waves are the only sound except for the footsteps.

   At a certain moment, the snot following him stopped and looked up at the dark sky.

"What's wrong."

   "My good friend said that a lot of flowers have fallen..."

   Flower season.

  The scribbled nouns in the diary come to mind.

  The person who falls into the dream infects reality, like the dazzling light of daytime blooming with the dream and spreading outward, like an oil lamp lit in the dark, gradually revealing the blood-colored shadow falling from the sky.

  Lu Li saw the flowering season and found that he was no stranger to them: the blood-colored dandelion, the disaster that ravaged the kingdom of Ellen in the old days.

  These blood-colored dandelions the size of snot and fists drifted down slowly, carrying their seeds into the halo of the dreamer, and melted silently.

   as it should be. If the dreamer can't block the weird, Lu Li is not qualified to leave the land of light.

   And Lu Li as a soul should be able to ignore the actual blood-colored dandelion, but snot is not.

   The dreamer gradually converged to his side, sheltering Lu Li and Nose, and the suffering people were excluded. And the blood-colored dandelion that should have taken root and grown disappeared when it fell into the bloated body of the suffering people, only making the body of the leech-like evil spirit tremble.

   "Let's go back."

   Kazgir Town was in sight, but Lu Li suddenly returned to Kazwowo Town.

   The blood-colored dandelions also pervaded here. Lu Li returned to the mountain of clothes. These blood-colored flakes fell on the worn-out clothes, which was no different from falling on the eaves and streets.

   Because these clothes have been "used"?

   Lu Li summoned the merchant again, and let it bring clothes and throw it out of the dream. These new, clean clothes won't stop dandelions either.

   Recalling the scribbled last words on the notebook, the problem may not be the clothes themselves.

  Is some kind of weird power attached to the clothes?

   With a guess, Lu Li returned to the original road, and the blood flowers fluttered and dyed the earth, and they melted like snowflakes in the dreamland of scattered light.

  The people of suffering who like pain and hurt like these. Every blood-colored dandelion makes its body tremble, but this also makes the ritual of the evil spirits divert. Lu Li had to ask the merchant to bring hemp ropes to tie up the people of suffering.

   It must be admitted that the evil spirit "companion" can bring confidence to enter Kazgir Town.

   Those who fall into a dream cannot get close to the suffering crowd, so Lu Li brought the hemp rope close and made contact with him personally.

   Dozens of eyes close to Lu Li stared at him at the same time, Lu Li looked back, tossed the middle of the hemp rope over the heads of the miserable people, and held it tightly to tighten the rope.

   grunts…

   The body of the evil spirit wriggled, and it seemed that it could split at any time and devour the soul of the evil spirit.

   But Lu Li calmly tied the twine tightly, picked up the end that fell on the ground and returned to Snot, dragging the miserable people to resume their advance.

   Soon after covering the footprints left before, and continuing to drive for another hour, the blood-colored dandelions that melted under the feet revealed the broken and smooth road.

On the morning of the fourth day of    departure, Lu Li finally arrived at Kazgir Town.

  Lu Li let Snot temporarily hide beside the miserable crowd, and the surroundings are safe. Then floated in the air of Kazgir Town.

   A ring suddenly rose from behind Lu Li, like a ring of fire emitting a dazzling light, spilling from behind Lu Li to the ground.

  The light behind Luli seems to pass through broken clouds and sprinkle on the seaside town once in that chaotic dream, but just like the gap between imagination and reality, the once prosperous and bright town is now lonely and faded.

   At the same time, some kind of delusional prying appeared: as if uninvited guests were watching him.

   or something else.

  The circle of light disappeared from behind Lu Li, and the earth returned to darkness and coldness, as if what happened before was just an illusion.

   Lu Li returned to the snot and the miserable crowd.

"Let's go."

  The blood-colored dandelions no longer fall, and the gusts of sea wind blow them into the dark depths where they cannot be seen.

  Lu Li still remembers the way "I" returned home in the dream.

   Along the broken road paved by the beach, Lu Li walked into the town of Kazgir.

  Unfamiliar and familiar street scenes arouse memories once forgotten in the depths of dreams. After all, it was the memory of an evil spirit, and Lu Li couldn't bear the tremor caused by the explosion of fragments in his mind, and closed his eyes to temporarily stop receiving the surrounding information.

"What’s wrong with you?"

  Snot wanted to hold Lu Li's falling palm, but passed through the illusory palm.

   "...overcome some memories that don't belong to me."

  Lu Li is a ghost, the uninvited guests are evil spirits, and the title of humanity and curses have no effect... Even the memory fragments of dreams are washing his sanity.

   And when he was about to fall into an abyss-like dream and forget who he was, a pair of white palms emerged, gently cupping Lu Li's frowning face.

   Eyelashes trembled slightly and opened the gap, Lu Li's brows gradually stretched, breaking free from the dream fragment.

  The illusory palm disappeared, and Lu Li said to the snot looking up at him worriedly, "It's alright."

   resumed moving forward, and what he saw still impacted Lu Li's will, but it would no longer make him lost.

   There were mansions that stretched across the street, and Lu Li's attention fell to the upstairs windows.

  A long faded dress unfolded against the window, like a headless plastic dummy clothed in front of the window...

With    Lu Li's constant gaze, the faded long skirt fluttered away from the window.

  …or invisible silhouettes wearing them.

   Lu Li's mind once again appeared in the last line of the note:

   "Are we wearing the clothes, or are the clothes wearing us?"