Chapter 19 Maomao Chapter 19 The Besieged Must Decide Immediately

A very soft voice spoke. Mao Mao slowly emerged from the depths of dreamless sleep, feeling extremely energetic. "Children can't help it," She heard the voice say, "But you, Cassiopeia—why did you do such a thing?" Maomao opened his eyes and saw Master Hou La sitting at the small table in front of the sofa, looking worriedly at the ground, and the little turtle Cassiopeia lying in front of him. "Don't you think that Mister Gray is following you?" "Only foresight," Cassiopeia replied with the writing on the carapace, "No thinking!"

Master Holla sighed and shook his head. "Oh, Cassiopeia, Cassiopeia—sometimes, even I think you're an enigma!" Mao Mao sat up. "Ah, our little Fluffy is awake!" said Master Hola happily. "Are you feeling better?" "Great, thank you." Mao Mao replied, "Excuse me, I fell asleep when I got here." "It's nothing." Master Hou La replied, "Everything is fine, you don't need to explain anything. Cassiopeia has already told me what I didn't see in the full-view mirror when you were sleeping." "How's the situation with the gray gentlemen?" Maomao asked.

Master Hola took out a large blue handkerchief from his pocket and said, "We are surrounded. They surround Wuxilou from all sides. That is to say, they can only reach that place." "Can't they really come into our place?" Master Holla blew his nose, then said, "Yes, they can't get in. You've seen it with your own eyes. Once they're in Never Lane, they're gone." "How could it be?" Maomao really wanted to know the reason. "That's what the Chronograph does," replied Master Hola, "You know, everything goes backwards in there, doesn't it?

Around Wuxilou, time runs backwards.Normally, time goes into your mind, so the more time you have in your mind, the older you get.However, in Never Alley, time flows from your heart.It can be said that when you walk through there, you will become younger.But it won't be much younger, which is the time you need when you pass Never Lane. " "I didn't feel that at all." Maomao said in surprise. "That's right." Master Hou La said with a smile, "For a person, his existence not only means the little time in his heart, because it also means many other things. But Mr. Fa is different. They Made entirely of stolen time. If they fall into a chronograph, their bit of time is sucked out in the blink of an eye, like air from an exploding balloon. Balloons, though There was at least one eraser left after the explosion, and they had nothing left."

Maomao thought hard. "So," Momo asked again after a while, 'can't we turn back all the time?I'm talking just for a short while.That way everyone would be younger, which doesn't matter, and the time thieves would all be wiped out at once. " Master Holla smiled. "It would be nice if that could be done. Unfortunately not. There is a balance between the two rivers. If one is removed, the other will cease to exist.Then time would cease to exist..." He paused for a moment, then pushed the omnidirectional mirror to his forehead. "That means..." he choked out, then stood up and walked thoughtfully up and down the small room a few times.

Maomao looked at him nervously, and Cassiopeia's eyes followed suit. Finally, he sat down again and looked at Mao Mao carefully. "You have given me an idea," he said, "but it cannot be up to me alone whether it will be realized." He turned to the tortoise at his feet and said, "Cassiopea, dear friend! What do you think the best thing people should do when they are surrounded?" "Eat breakfast!" was the answer displayed on its carapace. "Listen," said Master Hola, "that's a good idea too! " In a blink of an eye, the table was filled with a hearty breakfast.Could it be that those things have been there for a long time, and Mao Mao has never noticed?In any case, the table was full of those little golden cups and the golden breakfast again: hot chocolate in the jug, honey and butter and crispy buns.

Since leaving here last time, Mao Mao often misses the delicious food here, and now she can't wait to eat it.She felt that these things were simply more delicious than the last time.In addition, this time Master Hou La also happily ate. "They think," Moomao puffed out his cheeks after a while, chewing and said, "They want you to hand over the time of all human beings to them. You won't agree?" "No, boy," said Master Carla, "I will never do it. Time has begun, and it will end one day, but when man no longer needs it. Yet from my Here, gentlemen in gray cannot imagine even the briefest moment."

"But," Momo continued, "they said they could force you to do that." "Before we go any further on this subject," said Master Hola gravely, "I will let you see them with your own eyes. " He took off his little gold-rimmed glasses and handed them to Mao Mao, who put them on. Like the first time, she felt dizzy and dizzy at first, but this time it passed quickly.It took a moment for her eyes to adjust. Now, she's watching Mister Gray's army of besiegers! The gray gentlemen stood shoulder to shoulder, row by row, row by row, with no end in sight.Not only did they stand at the entrance of Never Alley, but they also formed a big circle from afar. The circle passed through the white urban area and extended far away. The center of the encircling circle was Wufanglou.The encirclement was simply impenetrable.Later, Mao Mao discovered a very strange thing.At first, Mao Mao thought that the lens of the all-seeing mirror might be broken, or maybe Jingdi's own eyes were not working well, because a strange layer of foggy windows obviously blurred the outlines of the gray gentlemen.

After a while, she understood that the fog had nothing to do with the all-seeing mirror or her own eyes.That was rising from the street outside.In some places it is so dense that it has completely blocked the view, in others it is thinner.The gray gentlemen stood motionless, as usual, each with a stiff bowler hat on his head, a briefcase in his hand, and a slim cigar dangling from his mouth.The fog produced by this kind of smoke is different from other fogs, and it will not disappear or disperse.There was no breeze, and in the glass-like air, the smoke that became as soft as a spider's web fluttered, rising from the street, slowly rising in front of the white buildings, forming a long smoke column, Suddenly, it turned into an annoying blue-green mist, rising slowly, one after another, forming an ever-rising barrier around Wufanglou.

Mao Mao also saw occasional new Mr. Gray walking into the queue instead of other Mr. Fat.Why?What the hell are those time thieves up to?She took off her glasses and looked at Master Hou La in bewilderment. "Have you seen enough?" he asked. "Then please give me back my glasses." He put his glasses back on and said, "You asked me just now if they could force me. As you can see, they cannot force me personally. But they can harm human beings, which is more powerful than what they have done so far." It's worse. They're trying to put pressure on me that way."

"This is worse?" Momo asked in a panic. Master Hola nodded. "I allocate time to everyone, and Mister Gray can't do anything about it. They can't stop me from sending time, but they can poison that time." "Poison time?" Maomao was stunned. "With the smoke they puff," explained Master Holla. "Don't you see that gray cigar they all have in their mouths? Yes, they can't live without it. " "What kind of smoke is it?" Maomao then asked. "Do you remember the time spent?" said Master Hola, "I told you at the time that everyone has such a precious temple of time, because everyone has a heart. If people let Mr. Gray into that place, then they can successfully claim that time for themselves. The time flowers that they take away don't wither immediately, because they don't really die, but then, they can't continue Grow. Because they leave their owners. Nevertheless, those flowers are always striving instinctively to get back where they are, to the heart of their owner." Maomao held his breath and listened carefully. "You have to understand, Momo, villains have their own secrets. I don't know where the gray mr. as hard as a cup. That way the flowers can't escape. Maybe there's a huge warehouse somewhere underground, I thought. They spend those frozen hours in storage there.That way, time spent there never dies. " Mao Mao's face began to turn red with anger. "Those hair gentlemen are constantly getting supplies from that underground warehouse. They tear off the petals of the time flower, dry them, soften them, harden them, and roll them into long and thin cigars. At this time, there are still flowers in the petals. A part of life is preserved. Live time is not available to Mr. Friends, so they light cigars and smoke. Time is only dead when it turns into smoke. It is this dead time that Mister Gray lives on." When Maomao heard this, he jumped up suddenly. "Huh? So much time is dead..." Yes, the rising wall of smoke around Nowhere Building is formed by dead time.Fortunately, there is still enough free sky here, and I can still give time to humans intact.However, if this black cloud of smoke completely covers our sky, then the time I send will be mixed with the time of death spit out by Mr. Gray every moment. If humans were given that kind of time, they would get sick from it, and even die from it. " Maomao stared at Master Hou La in bewilderment.She asked softly, "What kind of disease is this?" "With this kind of disease, you can't see anything at first. But one day, he will suddenly become lazy, don't want to do anything, lose interest in everything, and turn into a desert in his heart. This kind of world-weariness not only does not disappear, but also persists for a long time. Existence, slowly increasing day by day. Day after day, week after week, more and more serious. He will feel that his emotions are becoming more and more depressed, and his heart is becoming more and more empty, and he is becoming more and more uneasy about himself and the world. Dissatisfied. Then even that feeling fades away, becomes numb, feels nothing. He becomes complete. Despondent, careless, and the whole world becomes alien, feeling that everything has nothing to do with it. He has nothing to do with himself. He will no longer be angry, nor enthusiastic, nor happy nor sad, nor laugh nor cry. At that time, his heart will become cold, he will no longer love, and Don't love anything anymore. If a man gets that sick, he's totally incurable. There's no getting back. Then he'll come and go, always with a cold face , with no expression, he will become exactly like Mr. Gray. Yes, at that time, he will become one of Mr. Gray. This disease is called: Boredom." After hearing this, Maomao couldn't help trembling all over. "If you don't give them all of humanity's time," Maomao asked, "will they turn all of humanity into that?" "Yes," Master Holla replied, "that's what they use to put pressure on me." He stood up and turned away. "So far I've been waiting for people to free themselves from the pests. They could have done that, because after all they kept the pests alive. But now I I can't wait any longer. I have to take action. But light; I can't do it myself." He looked at Maomao and asked, "Will you help me?" "Yes!" Momo whispered. "I have to put you in a great danger," said Master Hula. "Whether the world will be safe or not, and whether people can start a new life again, depends entirely on you, Mao Mao. You Do you really dare to take the risk?" "Dare!" Maomao replied, her voice was firm. "Well, then, listen to me carefully," said Master Hulla, "you're all on your own, and I can't help you anymore. Not only I can't, but no one can help you." Maomao nodded and looked at Master Houla intently. "You have to understand," he began, "I never sleep, and if I sleep alone, then the whole time stops for a split second. Then, the world will stand still. If time does not pass, then Mister Gray can't steal anyone's time. Although they still have a lot of reserves and can live for a while, if those reserves are used up, they are finished." "In this way," Mao Mao said, "wouldn't things be very simple?" "It's a pity it's not that simple, or I wouldn't need your help, child. If the time is gone, then I won't wake up again. Then the whole world will be forever still and frozen. But, Maomao, within the scope of my power, I want to give you a time flower, and only give you one person. Of course, there can only be one, because there can only be one time flower in bloom forever. That is to say, When all the time in the world stops, only you have an hour." "Then I can wake you up!" Maomao said. "Just waking me up," said Master Hula, "arguably has not served any purpose, for the Gray Misters already have a large reserve. An hour is nothing to them. After an hour they will continue to exist. You must A much more difficult task than this! As soon as the Gentlemen sense that time has stopped—and they will soon, for their source of cigar smoke is about to be interrupted—they will retreat from here, quickly Run back to their time vault. At this point you have to track them down and find a way to stop them from approaching your time vault. Once their cigars are exhausted, their lives are over. Then, you have one more thing To do, perhaps that is the most difficult. When the last time thief is wiped out, you have to free all the time they stole. Only when those times return to people, the world will end the standstill, and I can restart Wake up. You can only do all of this within an hour." Maomao stared at Master Hou La in a daze, she never thought that there would be such a mountain of difficulties and dangers. "Nevertheless, do you still want to try?" Master Hola asked. "This is the only and last possibility." Maomao didn't make a sound. She felt that it was impossible for her to accomplish such a thing. "I'll go with you!" A line of words suddenly appeared on the tortoise shell. How could a tortoise be of any help in accomplishing such a daunting task?However, for Mao Mao, this is a faint ray of hope.With it, she thought, she would no longer feel alone.This restored her courage.Although such courage lacks deliberation, it still helps Mao Mao make a decisive decision. "I'm willing to try!" she said firmly. Master Hou La looked at her for a long time, and finally smiled with satisfaction. "Actually, many things are much easier than you imagine now. You have heard the voice of the stars before, and you don't have to be afraid." Then he turned to the turtle and asked, "Cassiopea, do you really want to go with her?" "Of course!" Two words appeared on the tortoise shell.But those two words disappeared quickly, and immediately appeared this sentence: "Someone must take care of her!" Master Hou La and Maomao looked at each other and smiled. "Will it get a time flower too?" Maomao asked. "Cassiopea doesn't need it." Master Hou La explained, at the same time, gently scratching the turtle's neck, "It is a creature outside of time. It has its own little time in its heart. Even if everything in the world stopped forever, and it was still able to crawl." "Okay." Maomao said, and now her desire for adventure suddenly awakened, "Then what should I do now?" "Now," replied Master Hola, "let's split up!" Mao Mao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then asked gently: "Can we meet again?" "We'll meet again, Momo," said Master Hola. "Every hour of your life between now and the time we meet again will have a greeting from me. We'll be friends forever, won't we?" "Yes!" Maomao said while nodding. "Now, I'm going," continued Master Hola, "but you can't follow me, and you can't ask me where I'm going. Because my sleep is not ordinary sleep, so you'd better stay by my side.However, there is one more thing you must do: as soon as I leave, you must open two doors, a small door with my name on it and a bronze door leading to Never Alley.Because once time stops, everything will stand still, and no matter how powerful the force is, these two doors can no longer be activated.Do you understand and remember all these words, child? " "Remember." Mao Mao said, "but how can I see that time has stopped?" "Don't worry about it, you can understand it at a glance." Master Hou La stood up, and Mao Mao also stood up.His hand stroked Mao Mao's disheveled hair gently. "Goodbye, little Momo," he said. "It was also a great pleasure for me that you listened carefully to me." "In the future, I will tell all your stories." Maomao replied. At this moment, Master Hou La suddenly became extremely old, and it was exactly the same as what she saw when he walked into the golden palace with Mao Mao in his arms, like a Cui Wei rock, like an old ancient tree. Tree. He turned and walked out of the small room enclosed by the clock cabinet.Mao Mao heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away, and then merged with the ticking of the clock, making it impossible for her to distinguish.Maybe he went into the ticking. Maomao picked up Cassiopeia and hugged it tightly to her chest.Her greatest adventure begins irreversibly.