Chapter 32 The Little Girl Selling Flowers

Heading north.

Zuoqiu Yue drove him to the desolate northern suburbs.

This is the area closest to the city wall, and there are basically no people. In addition to the golden land with golden grass and golden gravel, there is the towering Holy Sword Wall in the distance, which is nearly 100 meters high.

In the past, Xu Nian also took the bus to observe the magnificent posture of the Holy Sword Wall, but because there is a military checkpoint one kilometer away from the Holy Sword Wall, and ordinary citizens are not allowed to approach, he only saw the outline from a distance.

As for you want to use telescopes, mobile phone cameras, etc., if you are not afraid of going to jail, you can try it boldly.

When Zuoqiu Yue's car drove to the checkpoint, it was naturally stopped by fully armed soldiers, but when Zuoqiu Yue showed her black leather ID, the soldier immediately saluted and let her go, and even had indescribable respect and fear in his eyes.

This was the first time Xu Nian personally felt the power of this ID on him. While sighing, his eyes were quickly attracted by the grand golden color.

Golden grass, golden stones, golden earth, golden city walls.

It is hard to imagine such a spectacular scene on Earth.

It was as if he had entered the temple of the gods in an instant. Even sitting in the car, Xu Nian was in golden shock.

"Xu Nian, do you feel particularly shocked?"

Zuo Qiuyue, who was driving, suddenly turned east after driving about 500 meters away from the Holy Sword Wall, and then looked back at Xu Nian.

Xu Nian nodded subconsciously and said with emotion: "Because the Internet does not allow the Holy Sword Wall video and close-up photos, I have only seen some long-range photos. I felt very shocked at the time, but I didn't expect it to be so shocking."

"Really?" Zuo Qiuyue exclaimed while driving: "I had a similar reaction to you when I first came here. At that time, it was our head of the Human Resources Department, Ya Lan, who was driving. She told me that although it looks like a fairyland now, once the curfew comes, the sacred power on the Holy Sword Wall will weaken, and this place will instantly become a dark world as dark as ink. That is the real spectacle."

Xu Nian was stunned and asked in confusion: "Qiu Yue, I had doubts before. It is said that the sacred power on the Holy Sword Wall belongs to the Goddess of Glory. Is this true?"

"Of course." Zuo Qiuyue nodded without hesitation.

As she said that, she parked the car at a black temple.

It is called a temple because the surface of the building in front of you, which looks like an inverted teacup and is only two meters high, is full of strange symbols emitting golden light.

In addition, there was an entrance that only children could enter, so Xu Nian felt that it was not quite accurate to call it a temple.

"This"

After getting off the car, Xu Nian looked indescribably strange.

Zuo Qiuyue smiled mysteriously, as if she knew that Xu Nian would have this expression. While signaling Xu Nian to follow her with her eyes, she bent down and walked into the small temple.

The space inside the temple was not large, just enough for two or three people to stand. In addition to a stone platform with a rectangular dent, there were bare curved stone walls around.

"Xu Nian, I will only teach you once."

At this time, Zuo Qiuyue took out her ID and put it in the dent. There was only a click, and then Xu Nian found that the platform under his feet began to drop at a constant speed.

"Is this an elevator?" Xu Nian looked at this scene in surprise.

"Yes." Zuoqiu Yue blinked, "You don't think the ID is just an ID, do you? There is a specially constructed chip inside."

Xu Nian's eyes flashed, nodded, and added in his heart: "The positioning function is probably not less."

At this time, the elevator stopped with a "ding".

A square as big as a regular football field appeared in front of Xu Nian.

There were buildings arranged in a similar manner to a hospital on the square. In the front was a fountain flower pond, and next to it stood a huge stone sword about three meters long, with six red characters "Sunset Psychiatric Hospital" engraved on the sword.

What surprised him most was some people in hospital gowns and smiling female nurses following them in the square. Some of them were walking; some were singing; and some even gathered together to dance square dance.

The song played was also a familiar old song.

"Haha, your expression is so funny now!"

At this time, Zuoqiu Yue on the side couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Xu Nian took a deep breath and said speechlessly: "I really didn't expect that the mysterious Sunset Psychiatric Hospital would be like this."

"Hehe, I knew you would have this expression." Zuo Qiuyue glanced at Xu Nian proudly, and his eyes fell on the group of elderly people dancing in the square in the distance, "These are real mental patients, and they are also an additional source of income for the hospital. Otherwise, we can't enjoy such good salary treatment just relying on the funding from above."

Xu Nian nodded thoughtfully.

"And this song, although it is old, it has some effect on relieving people's depression, especially for these elderly people who have lived from before the disaster to the present."

Zuo Qiuyue's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, and I don't know what old things he thought of.

Xu Nian looked at her deeply and asked casually, "What's the name of this song?"

"It seems to be some kind of ethnic style? I forgot." Zuo Qiuyue recalled and shook his head, "Let's go, I'll take you to see someone."

Xu Nian nodded and was about to leave with Zuo Qiuyue when a little girl in hospital clothes ran up to him holding a bouquet of flowers, looking up with hope and said, "Brother, buy a bunch of flowers for sister?"

Xu Nian was startled. A female nurse in the distance had already run over, showing an apologetic smile: "Sir, I'm so sorry, I didn't take good care of her."

As she said that, she held the little girl's arm and said lightly as she walked: "Xiaozhu, didn't your sister tell you not to run around?"

The little girl was forced to walk back, while looking back at Xu Nian with hope: "Brother, buy a bunch of flowers for your sister?"

Xu Nian came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute."

The female nurse stopped and looked back at Xu Nian in confusion.

Xu Nian walked quickly to the little girl, squatted down and touched her little head, and smiled: "Little sister, how much did you spend?"

"Two yuan." The little girl smiled sweetly.

"Okay, brother bought it." As he said that, Xu Nian stood up and turned around and stretched out his hand to Zuo Qiuyue.

Zuoqiu Yue was stunned for a moment, pointed at herself, and said in surprise: "Are you asking me for money?"

"What else?" Xu Nian rolled his eyes, "First, I don't have the habit of carrying cash. Second, if you don't pay, it will be like I'm giving you flowers. My wife will be unhappy if she knows."

Zuoqiu Yue stared blankly at Xu Nian, who was serious, and his face turned green and red. After a while, he forced a smile and walked to the little girl, squatted down, and took out two yuan: "Xiaozhu, brother didn't bring money, and I bought these flowers."

The little girl blinked: "Sister, are you buying flowers for your brother?"

Zuoqiu Yue's body stiffened, but she still kept smiling: "Xiaozhu, I'm giving it to myself."

"That won't work." The little girl shook her head and said seriously: "Xiaozhu's flowers can only be given to others, not to yourself."