Chapter 3500

"Teacher, this is the world of the clown."

The secret guest first saw the place names, and then, coupled with the rare heavy rain, she basically determined the current world in which they live.

At 40K on earth, Wilson entertainment basically "copied" all the famous films that Su Ming can remember in his previous life. If the author of some stories can find them, he can buy the copyright; If there is no one on 40K, Su Ming will let the adjutant move from another world; There's really no way, just read it from the memory in your head.

Bionic people can be created without corresponding actors, and they can be built on other planets without suitable venues. In short, things that can be used as reference materials for secret guests are very comprehensive.

Of course, ordinary people just want to enjoy watching movies. Probably the only people who really know that these worlds do "exist" are witches and spidermans.

"Well, it seems that the time point is also good. The story didn't last long at the beginning." Su Ming looked at the distance of the street and looked like he could see the river bank through the rain curtain: "now the situation is that adult men have gone to the dam to carry sacks and are ready to deal with the flood. There are only some women, old people and children left in the town."

"Look over there, teacher." The secret guest raised her chin. She signaled that there was something on the corner.

A child in a yellow raincoat and red rain shoes was running in the rain. He tracked the boat his brother folded for him with a newspaper along the roadside. The boat was also smeared with paraffin to ensure that the paper would not be soaked, so that it could float in the water for a longer time.

If I remember correctly, is he six or seven? His name is George.

The reason was that he saw the torpedo boat in the pictorial, so he wanted a similar toy, but there was no money at home, so his brother folded one for him with the newspaper.

Today, there was a power failure in the town due to the rainstorm. It was dark at home. The idle boy took the boat to the street so that it could ride the wind and waves along the turbulence beside the road.

He ran with the water in the street and laughed. Even if he was alone, he still shouted all kinds of happy words.

The sky was overcast, but his yellow raincoat made the boy a dazzling runner. His rainshoes broke the spray and made a sound all the way.

There is a crack in the road, which may be the lowest place in the town. In short, the ponding stream beside the road is very fast, and the boat rushes fast and handsome.

It turned the corner of Wickham street and crossed the road along the water. It seemed that it was going to go further, and George had to run hard to keep up, which was obviously a little difficult for the boy who had suffered from asthma since childhood.

But George was very happy. Even if he was hundreds of meters away from the position where the knell and the secret guest stood, he could see his joy in running.

"Save people? Teacher." The secret guest knew that in a few minutes, the boy would die. The little paper boat and he would be swallowed by the sewer, because there was a monster in the sewer.

When it comes to sewers, no one can beat his teacher in that environment.

"The door for us to the next world should be in the sewer. After all, the town on the surface only represents the appearance of people. The clown existing underground metaphors evil and darkness. The road to the dark tower is naturally in the darkest place. This is our way of thinking."

Su Ming didn't answer the secret guest directly, but he had raised his feet and walked in the direction of the boy. It can be said that it was just an instant that he and the students came behind the boy and floated five or six centimeters away from the ground.

Quietly, but it was like walking on the ground. He held an umbrella and watched the boy running after the boat.

About 50 meters ahead, there was a "gurgling" sound of bubbles. There was a gate for rainwater to enter the sewer, which was a common fence on the street, but people threw cigarette butts into it most of the time.

But the iron fence on the gate was missing, maybe it was stolen and sold by someone, so the rain in the nearby streets rushed into the dark hole on the side of the road without hindrance, and made a sound like a waterfall.

George's boat was only made of newspapers. It had no independent power, not even a piece of paper sail. It was completely drifting with the tide.

So at this time, the paper boat almost didn't struggle. It swished into the sewer along the water. George, who was so frightened that he opened his mouth, made a fish jump on the spot.

Unfortunately, it's late. The strength of the current is much greater than that of flushing the toilet. The ship's speed is amazing.

He was splashed with sewage and his knees and palms were scratched. Then he cried in despair and hit his head with his fist:

"No! My boat! I'm so stupid! I'm an idiot!"

The death knell not far behind him nodded to the secret guest. He liked such a self-aware child. If he survived, he wouldn't dare to make a lot of money in the future, but at least he could be a good worker.

But what the boy did next was the most idiotic, because he climbed down and put his head close to the sewer gate to see where his boat had fallen.

The rain on the street formed a torrent, and the waterfall fell into the dark underground and made a strange sound. He was a little stunned before he recognized that it was not the sound of water at all, but the man's gloomy smile.

Because in the dark, a pair of yellow eyes, like wild animals, are staring at him.

"Ah!!!"

He screamed because when he was knocked down by fear, the air always had to find a way to rush out of his chest.

When George got up and was ready to step back, the Yellow eyed master took a few steps closer and spoke. It sounded as funny and pleasant as what he had heard in the circus.

"Hey, George, don't go, hee hee."

The owner with yellow eyes approached the hole where the rain flowed, smiled and showed a messy yellow tooth. The red paint on his face was like he had just drunk blood.

He looked a little dirty. His clown suit was originally red striped, but it looked like a large number of black flowers.

But the clown held many balloons in one hand, colorful like large candy, and George's boat in the other hand:

"Want your boat back?"

The little boy broke his tears into laughter. He wanted to laugh when he saw the clown's funny face, which was like an instinctive reaction:

"Of course, Mr. clown."

He replied that he didn't seem to think anything unusual about the clown appearing in the sewer.

"Very good, very good, so would you like another balloon?" The clown held the boat's hand close to the hole, but he withdrew mischievously, turned around in the sewer, and his long shoes made a wet sound of knocking on the ground.

He laughed and danced in the rain. Since it was released in 1952, this dance has become the best self mockery choice for drowned chickens.

"I think... No, dad said not to take gifts from strangers." The boy stretched out his hand and drew back. He knew that the clown was playing with him, so he was happy to do so. After all, what better entertainment can he find in the days of rain and power failure?

"Ah, a clever father, that's good, very good." The clown in the sewer has brighter eyes.

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