novelTele Chapter 91 The Curtain Falls on the Twin Flowers, The 102nd Dawn
Chapter 91 The Curtain Falls on the Twin Flowers, The 102nd Dawn
"Click."
The sound was very faint, like a crack on a frozen lake in winter, yet it clearly penetrated everyone's eardrums.
The black barrier in front of Lu Dan, dressed as a woman, finally cracked beyond repair under the combined attack of two world-destroying forces.
"I can't hold on any longer."
The roommate, who was always arrogant and domineering and treated ghosts like snacks, was actually a little uneasy.
Faced with an existence of this dimension, even if she is a vengeful ghost, she can only be considered a withered leaf struggling to survive in a storm.
A massive shockwave swept across the mountaintop, leaving the space feeling like a crumpled sheet of paper.
The white silk ribbons of the headless god in white robes, like thousands of giant pythons, pierced the flesh and blood of the two-headed god in red robes, breaking bones and squeezing out boiling divine blood.
Meanwhile, the four demonic hands of the red-clad, two-headed god tore apart the pure white theatrical robe, leaving deep, bone-revealing grooves on the white-clad god's pale breastbone.
Every drop of divine blood that landed scorched a deep, blackened pit into the mountain rock.
"puff!"
Lu Dan suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his body as fragile as a candle in the wind.
She gritted her teeth, desperately squeezing out the last bit of ghostly energy in an attempt to repair the crumbling barrier.
Because deep down, Lu Dan was frantically telling her that her teammates were behind her.
But this is meaningless.
With a deafening roar, the barrier shattered completely, and a violent shockwave crashed down on everyone.
"It's over!"
Da Lu closed his eyes in despair, clutching his head tightly with both hands, awaiting his fate of being turned into mincemeat.
Ye Jianguo's hand, clad in a shattered gauntlet, fell limply to the ground. He tried to prop himself up, but couldn't move a single finger. He could only watch helplessly as destruction descended.
The world fell into a deathly silence at that moment.
Death is about to kiss everyone's forehead.
A sudden yet gentle light shone from Zhang Min, carrying the warmth of a faded photograph from the past—it was the Zhongshan suit she wore, the one she had taken from her coffin.
The dusty old coat gently detached from Zhang Min's embrace and slowly floated into the air, completely out of place amidst the swirling blood and black mist.
As the light converged and the hem of the garment fluttered, the Zhongshan suit gradually came into fuller shape.
Broad shoulders, a spine as straight as a pine tree, and illusory light and shadow outline a young face with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a scholarly air, yet concealing a resolute determination to cleave through the chaos of the world.
Spanning decades and the boundary between life and death, the young team leader who once charged towards the gods with a fire axe now stands on this land once more.
He turned around and slowly landed beside Zhang Min, his movements very gentle, as if afraid of disturbing a sweet dream.
Looking at this little girl who used to follow him around complaining about being tired, now she was covered in wounds, her eyes were empty, and she was just two bloody skulls.
The eyes, which had long since faded into deathly darkness, were now filled with glistening mist.
He crouched down, stretched out his hand, and his palm, formed by light and shadow and obsession, passed through the flying dust and gently covered Zhang Min's blood-stained hair.
"You've suffered so much..."
The sigh was as gentle as a spring breeze.
While unconscious, Zhang Min seemed to sense something—a familiar feeling etched deep in her soul, a feeling that would never fade even after a thousand reincarnations.
Her fingers trembled slightly, and her hollow, still bleeding eye sockets slowly turned toward Ye Jianguo.
Although she couldn't see or hear clearly, she felt the sense of security of being protected behind her, the reassuring feeling that even if the sky were to fall, someone would hold it up.
His chapped lips parted slightly. "Is that you?...Team Leader?"
Two lines of bloody tears slid down her empty eye sockets.
Ye Jianguo didn't say anything more, but gently patted her head as he had done back then, just like when he was comforting a little girl who was scared by wild dogs on her first trip to the countryside.
"Don't be afraid, you don't have to run this time."
He stood up, the tenderness in his eyes vanishing the moment he turned away, replaced by a resolute determination capable of burning the heavens and earth.
Looking at Lu Dan, who was dressed as a woman and was bleeding from all seven orifices, he reached out and grabbed her arm.
A warm and profound power flowed through his arm, allowing the nearly depleted ghost energy to catch its breath.
"Young man."
Ye Jianguo's voice was soft, yet every word carried immense weight, bearing the entrustment of an elder.
"This mess has dragged on for too long, and it's time to clean up the debts our generation has incurred."
He raised his hand and pointed to the center of the battle between the two gods. "Next, I will create a moment of opportunity for you."
After saying that, he let go of his hand, straightened the collar of his Zhongshan suit, and smoothed out the wrinkles at the hem.
Just like the mornings decades ago, he tidied his clothes and prepared to go to a census.
He faced two arrogant and powerful deities.
His figure wasn't tall, but at that moment it appeared as majestic as a mountain.
"Hey, you upstairs!"
Young Ye Jianguo let out a loud shout, his voice piercing through the thunder and echoing across the mountain peak.
The next second, his figure transformed into a golden meteor, rushing headlong into the center of the red and white storm.
"It's time to end this!"
He spread his arms, using his soul to forcefully stand between the white-robed headless god and the red-robed two-headed god.
"boom!"
The devastating attacks of the two deities were held back by the tiny figure at this moment.
It was like a raging tsunami crashing into a thousand-year-old reef; the white silk could not advance an inch, and four ghostly hands hung in mid-air.
The figure of the first generation Ye Jianguo became transparent under the pressure of the two divine forces.
He turned around and flashed a bright smile at Lu Dan, who was still standing there in a daze: "Right now!"
This is the last chance, a path paved with the lives of countless people.
"Roommate, all in!"
All the power burned up in an instant, turning into propulsion.
Lu Dan, dressed in red, transformed into a streak of blood-red lightning, clutching the fused "eye" that emitted a faint golden light, and crashed directly into the fleeting gap.
Just as the figure of the first generation Ye Jianguo completely dissipated into specks of light, Lu Dan rushed between the two gods.
At this moment, the white-robed headless god's hand was reaching forward, while the red-robed two-headed god's claws were also reaching out towards the opposite side.
Lu Dan stepped forward and placed the dazzling "eye" in his hand between their palms, which were about to touch. Then he straightened his chest and pressed his heart hard against the "eye".
Come on!
"Bang!"
The power of the two gods, no longer hindered, merged with a thunderous roar.
This destructive power acted entirely on the tiny "eye," and then flowed into Lu Dan's body through it.
"Pfft!"
Under the terrifying force, the "eye" pierced through Lu Dan's skin, melted his sternum, and embedded itself deeply into his heart.
"Well--"
Lu Dan's pupils dilated instantly.
In an instant, the "roommate" that had been possessing him let out a terrified scream and was forcibly detached from his left ankle by the vast divine power, falling into a dormant state.
The red dress disappeared, the long hair shrank back, and Lu Dan returned to being an ordinary young man wearing a tattered cotton-padded coat.
But at this moment, he is anything but ordinary.
The immense, ancient divinity overwhelmed his rational defenses like a flood, and countless fragments of memory exploded in his mind.
He saw the desolation of Shuangshan Village a hundred years ago, the alluring bloom of the first twin flower, the sinister smile on the mad doctor's lips, the countless villagers kneeling in despair, and the countless Ye Jianguos falling in the waves of blood.
Emotions are being stripped away, and humanity is being diluted.
He felt as if he had become the sky, the earth, and this indifferent eye that had been watching humanity for hundreds of years.
"Sizzle!"
The cotton-padded jacket on the upper body was completely shattered into fragments in the energy storm.
On his bare chest, a golden eye was spinning wildly, and countless golden veins spread from it to Lu Dan's limbs, dyeing his entire body a translucent gold.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes disappearing, replaced by two burning golden flames.
He opened his mouth, his voice metallic, grand and majestic: "I will... reset and change—"
He raised his hand and gently waved it at the two gods entangled before him: "Retreat!"
Words become law.
The two gods trembled violently, their grotesque limbs began to disintegrate and shrink back, their white theatrical robes turned into specks of starlight and dissipated, and their red resentment was purified into gentle wisps of blue smoke.
Amidst the shower of light, the two enormous figures vanished, leaving two little girls, only seven or eight years old, floating in mid-air.
Yao Yao was wearing a pure white dress, with her own delicate head on her neck and bright eyes.
Yao Yao was wearing red embroidered shoes, her little face was rosy, and there was no longer any extra head or hideous stitches.
They held hands, their eyes clear and innocent, looking at Lu Dan as if he were the older brother next door.
As Lu Dan's will spread, the entire Shuangshan Village began to undergo earth-shattering changes, and the earth beneath their feet emitted a dull rumble.
The mountain behind slowly sank, and the sun and moon, which had always been opposite each other in the sky, began to move. The pale, cold moon quickly sank in the west and disappeared below the horizon.
The scorching sun, which had been blocked for nearly half a century, finally crossed the mountain peak, showering its golden rays upon every inch of the shady side of the land.
The boundary between Yin and Yang has been broken.
Two almost identical villages slowly merged into one, the dilapidated earthen walls became solid, the bloodstains turned into morning dew, and the wandering ghosts smiled with relief in the sunlight before dissipating into wisps of smoke.
Everything has returned to its most beautiful starting point.
"Sizzle—"
A pitch-black rift suddenly tore open between the mountains and the sky.
From the crevice, Ye Jianguo, Chen Hua, Da Lu, Zhang Min, and Lu Dan, all dressed smartly, slowly emerged.
They looked at the wounded people, at this reborn world, and smiled with relief.
"Finally, we succeeded."
They approached the crowd and extended their fingertips.
The moment they touched, both bodies transformed into countless glowing lines, which intertwined, entwined, and merged in the air.
One hundred cycles of death memories, plus the joy of two successes, a torrent of one hundred and two memories washes over everyone's soul.
It felt heavy, yet warm.
As the light faded, Ye Jianguo stood there, his body intact, even the wrinkles on his face were fewer, only his eyes looked more weathered.
Chen Hua's severed arm grew back. She clenched her fist, feeling the power, and a tear rolled down her cheek.
Da Lu touched his head, then his stomach, and cried tears of joy: "I'm still here, I'm still here, I didn't die!"
Zhang Min's eyes brightened again. She looked at the reconstructed world with a smile on her lips, feeling as if she had just had a very long dream.
As for Lu Dan, the eye on his chest had disappeared into his body, leaving behind faint golden patterns before vanishing completely.
I felt as if my body had been hollowed out, yet also filled up.
The divine power that once controlled everything has faded, leaving only the weariness of being human.
He looked up at Yao Yao and Yao Yao, who were slowly descending from above.
Two little girls walked barefoot on the soft grass.
"Big brother." Yao Yao tilted her head, her voice crisp and clear, like a wind chime.
"Thank you." Yao Yao held her sister's hand, her eyes crinkling with a smile.
Lu Dan plopped down on the ground, reached into his pocket, and pulled out half a pack of flattened cigarettes.
He held it in his mouth without lighting it, looking at the two little girls with slightly red eyes, muttering softly, "I told you it would be over soon... I wasn't lying to you, was I?"
Yao Yao and Yao Yao waved to Lu Dan, their bodies becoming transparent, as if they were about to go on a long trip to a place without gods or ghosts, only candy and sunshine.
Lu Dan took the cigarette out of his mouth, returned an incredibly gentle smile, and waved:
"Go on, run slowly... be careful not to fall!"
The light scattered, and the two girls disappeared into the sunlight.
"Buzz".
A pure white gate appeared out of thin air on the mountaintop.
"It's over?" Da Lu was still a little incredulous and reached out to touch the door.
"it's over."
Ye Jianguo walked over and patted Lu Dan on the shoulder with a heavy pat.
"Comrade Lu Dan, you deserve the most credit for this census work. I'll treat you to drinks when we get back, Maotai!"
"Come on, Team Leader Ye, you should save your meager salary." Although Chen Hua was sarcastic, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. "Let Da Lu treat you; he's a nouveau riche."
"Please, please, please! You absolutely have to! Hot pot, barbecue, seafood, all in one place!" Da Lu was overjoyed. "I'm willing to pay any price."
The group joked with each other, and the relief of surviving the ordeal made the air feel sweet.
They walked side by side toward the gate, and Ye Jianguo was the first to step inside, his figure disappearing into the light.
Next was Chen Hua, who turned around, gave Lu Dan a thumbs-up, and went inside as well.
Da Lu followed eagerly, saying, "Brother Lu, I'll be waiting for you outside. Don't forget to add me on the contact list, okay?"
In the end, only Lu Dan and Zhang Min remained.
Lu Dan walked to the door and was about to take a step when he noticed that Zhang Min had stopped just a few steps away from the door.
She stood with her hands behind her back on the edge of the cliff, her short hair blowing in the breeze, looking as beautiful as a painting.
"Come on, Sister Zhang Min." Lu Dan stopped and held out his hand. "What are you daydreaming about?"
Zhang Min turned her head and looked at Lu Dan's outstretched hand. A hint of envy flashed in her eyes, but more than that, she felt relieved.
She shook her head and didn't move.
Lu Dan walked back in a few steps, wanting to grab Zhang Min's hand: "Stop making a fuss, or the door will close. Let's go."
However, his hand passed through Zhang Min's wrist and grasped nothing.
Lu Dan froze.
Zhang Min looked at her body, which was beginning to become illusory, and smiled. Her smile was clean, just like that of an ordinary person who had just come to the countryside.
"Adan, I can't get out," she said softly, her figure as ethereal as smoke. "I'm also an NPC, part of this script."
"When the script ends, I should disappear. In all those reincarnations, I've been a madman, a director, and a corpse."
"But this time, I'm very happy."
She took two steps forward, and her illusory hand gently brushed across Lu Dan's cheek. Although there was no physical touch, Lu Dan felt warmth.
"Because this time I really saw the ending, I saw that everyone survived, and I also saw the team leader, who came to pick me up."
Zhang Min pointed to the air, where it seemed as if a young man in a Zhongshan suit was standing.
"But……"
Lu Dan felt as if his throat was blocked, and his eyes were a little sore.
"No buts." Zhang Min winked playfully, a smile playing at the corners of her eyes.
"Go quickly and eat more for me, make sure it's spicy."
After saying that, she turned to face the door without waiting for Lu Dan to say anything more.
Those who had already gone inside desperately reached out their hands, trying to grab her.
But she simply smiled and took two steps forward.
step.
Two steps.
Just as her foot was about to step across the threshold, her body transformed into a sky full of golden data streams, much like a swarm of dancing fireflies.
A faint echo of her last laugh seemed to linger in the wind: "Goodbye, Designer Lu~"
Lu Dan stood still, his hand still outstretched, staring at the empty doorway, with only the wind in his hand.
The sunshine was so beautiful, it made me want to cry.
After a long while, he took a deep breath, forcing back the tears welling up in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Goodbye, Zhang Min."
He turned around and strode into the white light.
......
【Ding! 】
The cold, mechanical voice echoed in everyone's minds, but it wasn't as pleasant as they had expected.
Congratulations to all the actors and designers!
The script for "Twin Village" has been successfully completed.