Stage and the Unreachable Wind and Rain
"What??"
"ăDusk Societyă?? ăSix of Heartsă?!"
"Him? That is exactly the highest level wanted criminal ăSix of Heartsă? He... he actually is in our ăRed Dust Domaină?!"
Hearing ăCrane Elderă's one sentence, the other two people instantly paled in great shock.
"Red ăTheatrical Robeă, face changing, ăResurrectionă, style of doing things eerie and unfathomable... These few points overlapping together, should be him no mistake." ăCrane Elderă swept a glance at the two people, "Right now, do you all still dare to belittle him?"
The other two people immediately shook heads.
ăThird Tieră ăPath of the Actoră, and ăDusk Societyă's ăSix of Heartsă, completely are two concepts... No one dares to belittle a terrifying existence who once relying on own single strength, nearly destroyed a ăRealmă.
ăCrane Elderă leaning on ăWalking Stickă. Gaze looking towards the distant slowly moving black dark clouds. Mad wind mixed with rain drops blowing the three people's hair strands flying...
He knocked the ăWalking Stickă in hand, slowly opening mouth:
"Let's go..."
"Today, execute ăSix of Heartsă."
...
Hua hua hua huaââ
Torrential heavy rain sprinkled down ăWillow Townă. Under hurricane sweeping, the willow branches on both banks disorderly flying;
Densely packed ripples rippled open on the water surface, blurring out a smear of red fragmented shadow. Along the bank slowly advancing. His hands propping a plain colored ăOiled Paper Umbrellaă, emitting da da sound under the striking of rain drops.
"Should exactly be in front..." Chen Ling looking at the foggy ăWildernessă in front of eyes, muttered to himself.
Having Lin Xi's precedent to warn him. Chen Ling this time specially found an umbrella without any pattern. Moreover at all times guarding against all sides. After all he also didn't know what time enemy arrives at ăWillow Townă, and also would dart out from what place, giving him a fatal strike.
Perhaps is the wind and rain's reason. Right now on the road didn't have other human shadows. Chen Ling alone walking on the bluestone slab. Quietly as if the world all only left him one person.
He heading towards the east. Gradually keeping away from the town. The surrounding houses also less and less. At the same time, his palm placed inside pocket, could obviously feel a burst of scorching heat currently rising...
Chen Ling extracted hand. Discovering exactly that ăInvitation Cardă was emitting heat. Especially the signature's "ăNameless Actoră" four big words, currently emitting faint light.
"Looks like this thing only then is the key to entering the performance venue... is some kind of ăRitual Artifactă, or still is the reason of the font above?" Chen Ling was thoughtful.
Chen Ling hand gripping ăInvitation Cardă, continuing advancing amidst the wasteland.
Finally, along with his one step stepping out. In the air rippled bursts of ripples, just like having some kind of invisible curtain, along with his arrival being lifted open a corner.
Chen Ling suddenly stopped footsteps.
Heavy rain along the ăOiled Paper Umbrellaă's umbrella eaves falling down. Chen Ling's gaze passing through water vapor, looking at the slightly blowing invisible curtain in front of body. Densely packed rain drops falling on top of it, yet exactly like nothingness piercing passing through.
"This is..."
Chen Ling tentatively stretched out hand. Exploring towards ahead. Along with his fingertips brushing past, the invisible curtain also was pulled up a corner.
At the same time, the ăInvitation Cardă in Chen Ling's hand, also incomparably scorching hot, like someone behind the curtain calling him.
"Only possessing ăInvitation Cardă, then can enter behind the curtain huh..."
Chen Ling propping umbrella standing behind the blowing space curtain. Like making up resolve. Taking a deep breath of air. Striding big steps walking into amidst it... The invisible curtain brushed past Chen Ling's shoulder top. His figure vanished out of thin air, as if already arriving at another world.
Red clothes vanished amidst the rain curtain. Ten minutes later, a suit of green clothes similarly walked over from the distance.
Li Qingshan propping umbrella. On body already beaten wet by wind and rain. He used sleeve to protect the ăInvitation Cardă. Eyes pasted by rain water difficultly sizing up all sides.
And along with his advancing, the ăInvitation Cardă in hand began to emit light and heat. Ultimately he also was guided to before the invisible curtain.
"This..." Li Qingshan seeing the dream-like floating curtain in front of eyes. In eyes surfacing startle,
"Really... this ăInvitation Cardă actually is real?"
This still is Li Qingshan first time so close to mysterious phenomenon. Curious yet worried playing with the curtain for quite a while. After looking around four sides with no one, still burying head walking inside.
Along with Li Qingshan's entering, that invisible curtain gradually disappeared in the rain, as if never appearing generally.
...
A foot sole stepped into water puddle. Bringing up drops of water beads dissipating in mid-air.
Li Qingshan propping umbrella, blankly looking around all sides... After passing through invisible curtain, he still is on ăWillow Townă's ăWildernessă. Even if turning head looking back, the road when coming also very clear. As if the curtain just now only was a misconception.
But Li Qingshan clearly knows, that is not misconception. Because sky-filling rain water streaking across his body. Yet like nothingness piercing shuttling passing through. As if he fundamentally then didn't exist same.
No... rather than saying he doesn't exist, better saying rain drops and him already are not in one world.
Li Qingshan can see rain drops streaking across umbrella, passing through his own body. Yet unable to leave a smear of wetness on his body. Just like some kind of holographic projection. Vainly having its appearance yet not existing. And under this heavy rain's watering, the ground in front of eyes actually still is dry.
Li Qingshan seeing such a magical scene. In heart the color of doubt increasingly dense. He put away the rain umbrella. Cautiously walking forward.
In the ăWildernessă in front of his eyes. Stood a wooden crude ăStageă.
Looking from the appearance. This almost is the most broken ăStageă Li Qingshan has seen. A few wooden stakes piercing into the great earth treating as foundation. Table surface's wood all were worn somewhat faded color. On that isolated few long sticks propping up stage pillars. Big red curtains dancing lightly with the wind. Through the gap between the curtains, even can see the leaking wind open-air backstage behind.
Li Qingshan's expression was somewhat subtle. He lowered head confirming a bit the ăInvitation Cardă's contentââ
"ăAncient Vault of the Drama Pathă sincerely invites you, to witness ăNew Era Calendară year 380 ăRealm Performance Venueă."
First time seeing this sentence time. Li Qingshan subconsciously felt. This should be a quite magnificent and solemn performance. At least should be a hundred times better than ăFlower Capitală theatrical troupe. After all that but is the legendary "ăAncient Vault of the Drama Pathă"... But when he saw that crude ăStageă time, the fantasy in heart shattered.
This is the most tattered ăStageă Li Qingshan has seen.
Li Qingshan's gaze continued looking towards surroundings. Before that crude ăStageă, placed two rows of similarly crude wooden chairs. Should exactly be the place for ăAudienceă to sit. Altogether roughly then a dozen or so positions.
Crude ăStageă, empty seating,
In the sky-filling unreachable wind and rain,
A sole red figure, quietly and lonely sitting at the very front row.
Seeing that figure, in Li Qingshan's eyes surfaced a smear of startle. He tentatively opened mouth:
"ăBrother Lină...?"