Chapter 110 109. Underworld show (monthly ticket plus more!)

  The first thing Lu Yi saw was a team of monsters.

  These monsters should theoretically be dressed up and dancing.

   But in Lu Zie's eyes, there was only a weird picture of monsters intertwined with each other.

  Even music is like sad music.

  Usually, Lu Ziezhong was complained about and liked to engage in underworld work, but Lu Jie felt that the ritual performance in front of him was the real underworld.

  Those bones are exposed, monsters that look like insects come and go, as if they are rehearsing a grand drama.

  "This is a performance that represents the birth and destruction and rebirth of Wajima. It's pretty good."

   "Yes, yes, this kind of artistic expression is unique and it is amazing."

   "I saw the future, hope, and the spirit of Wada Island from the performances of these people."

  "What moved me, made me so tearful, this year's poetry festival is really great!"

   "It is precisely because of such people that Hedao can survive with difficulty!"

  Everyone expressed their emotions one after another, thanking Hedao Taisha, and thanking the people around them.

  It seems that this performance is quite artistic.

   "Master Lu Zie, what are you looking for? This kind of performance is rare elsewhere."

Yinping beside    brandished a fan and asked Lu Zan, who was looking around.

   "It's really rare."

  Lu Jie looked at the centipede-like monster constantly twisting, and felt that he really couldn't appreciate this kind of art.

  He is looking for people without mutation.

  Or at least a monster that behaves relatively abnormally.

  Unfortunately, Lu Yi did not notice.

  The old people with children, the couples holding hands, the friends walking in groups, the artists who attended alone, all turned into monsters.

  These monsters cheer, celebrate, cheer, dance, sing, and chant in the atrium, like humans, but not humans.

  Even Lu Jie saw that those eaves, corners, and tall pavilions were all stained with a deep purple color, which seemed to be soiled after blood coagulation, making the entire courtyard a terrifying hell.

"I once read a novel about a painter who asked the local lord to find a woman in the car to burn to death in order to complete his painting. I didn’t expect the lord to find the painter’s. Daughter, the painter was horrified at first, but in the end he showed a fanatical look, and drew a painting amidst his daughter's painful howls."

  Lu Jie watched the monsters’ dance performance enter the next stage, and the underworld soundtrack echoed in the atrium, he said casually.

  "What do you mean, brother Lu Zie?"

  Orange authentic eyes are densely packed with eyes. His body is rotten and full of abscesses, turning his head to ask.

   "Because the name of the painting is "Hell Change", I think it fits the current scene very well."

  Lu Yi chuckled, pulling up the red leaf and walking towards the entrance leaving the atrium.

   "Master Lu Zie is leaving now, the most exciting performance is about to begin."

   Yinping very regretfully discouraged him.

   "Well, I will go back as soon as I go."

   Lu Yi replied, taking a final look at the hellish scene.

  The islands guarding the atrium did not stop them. Lu Zie easily went to the prison of Anxinyuan with Hongye, where the person who went crazy during the day yesterday was detained here.

  Monster-like islands were guarded at the door. I don’t know why, Lu Zie could see the guard from the monsters’ faces.

  I felt that by staying with them for a while, Lu Zie would be able to fully understand the actions of these monsters.

   "I am a maiden from Washima Shrine. This is the proof. We suspect that the prisoners in this place are contaminated and need to be investigated."

   Hongye took out a piece of sandalwood paper, which looked like the identity certificate of Wajima Shrine.

   "So convenient!"

  Lu Yi saw those islands retreat to both sides and let go.

  Hongye and Lu Zan one after another, walked down the dark and damp cell, and they could see that this side was very empty and there were no other prisoners.

  Only a ball of dark green flesh and blood, curled up in the corner of the cell.

  Lu Yi couldn't recognize if this person was the one from yesterday, but Hongye leaned over.

  "You are Wanye?"

  There was a gleam of light on her body, and the gentle light was like the brilliance of the moon, making the green fleshy group react.

  ". Save me, save me, I am not a monster, I am a human, I am not a monster, I am a human"

  The meatball made a vague sound, and Lu Yi could vaguely distinguish that it was the lunatic he saw yesterday.

  "Are you Wanye?"

  Lu Yi also asked for confirmation.

  "Wan Ye. Yes, yes, yes, I am Wanye, I am Wanye, you save me, save me Lord Witch, Lord Witch, save me, save me."

  The meatball's voice is hurried, as if begging.

   "I'm mentally confused."

   Lu Yi muttered to himself, in his vision, the straws of the dungeon were entangled, and the underworld soundtrack from outside constituted a systematic text.

  【Participate in Poetry Festival: 1/1】

  【Looking for the missing artist: 1/1】

  [Survive until the end of the poetry festival: 69:41:16]

  It seems that this is Wanye.

  Lu Yi relaxed.

  If you don’t go to the shrine in Utashima, you probably won’t be able to discover the abnormal condition of the entire island because of your knowledge, and infer Wanye’s true identity.

  The only thing left is to survive until the end of the poetry festival.

   "Can you heal him?"

  Lu Sui asked Hongye.

   "I can try it."

  Hongye raised his hand.

  A certain golden streamer ran from her fingertips, turned into a silk thread, entangled the lump of meat.

  In Lu Zie's eyes, the piece of meat quickly twisted and shrank, becoming a human being.

  Although the limbs are still a bit thin and the skin is dark, they are at least personal.

  "Perhaps this human body has a special constitution, so it can still maintain a sense of reason even in the case of alienation?"

  Lu Jie pondered the specialness of Wanye.

  But the sound from outside did not give Lu Zan much time.

  He heard that the originally gloomy music had become a certain melody, a melody that he was somewhat familiar with.

  ". Pray to God, in this life and this life, the flesh is sad, and the floating dream is gone."

  This is the song Lu Zin heard when he got lost in the torii gate on the mountain!

  He directly used a crowbar to pry open the door of the dungeon, allowing Hongye to lift up the weak painter and walk out of the dungeon by himself.

   Coming to the tower and looking at the atrium, Lu Zin saw that the performance had reached a white-hot stage, and countless monsters gathered together, and among the things surrounded by them, stood a witch.

  The shrine maiden is dressed in a traditional white dress and hakama, holding a rusty Kagura bell in her hand. There is mist around her body, and she seems to be dancing.

  All the monsters crawled towards her, bowed their heads, as if worshipping something.

   "This is the Witch Girl?"

  Lu Jie faintly touched the deepest secret of this island.

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