Human Shackles

The slightest change of all the prisoners here cannot be concealed from the guard jailer. Recently, the scarred jailer looked at Luo Kai's eyes more and more suspiciously. Even though Luo Kai's thin body hasn't changed a lot, the gradual recovery in his eyes still hides it. Can't help.

　　 On this day, the Scarfaced jailer opened the iron door with a cold expression, stroked the black revolver around his waist with one hand, and stared at Luo Kai with scrutiny.

　　 Luo suppressed the fear in my heart and lay on his side on the ground trying to make a weak look.

　　 Scarfaced jailer sneered, and suddenly pulled out the whip from his waist to his skinny body.

　　Long-term hunger has slowed Luo Kai's reaction speed a lot. This weakness cannot be recovered in a short time, and even in a healthy state, he can't dodge this lightning strike.

　　 "Pop!" With a crisp sound, Luo Kai was like a piece of paper being pulled over to the wall behind. With his fragile physique, he couldn't handle this at all, and he fainted directly when he rolled his eyelids.

　　 Scarfaced jailer put away his whip in satisfaction, looked around for a while, then turned and left.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Kai regained consciousness in a dizzy manner, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, but felt itchy in his throat, and began to cough up blood constantly, and looked at his chest through the dim moonlight from outside the bars. , A purple whip is clearly visible.

I have been coughing for two minutes, coughing up all the blood in the trachea, and finally he can breathe normally. Anger, despair, and hatred bacteria grow in the bottom of my heart. This whip has already injured his lungs. No one can be healed, the scarfaced jailer wants his life!

　　 wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at the iron window above his head blankly, the hot pain in his chest couldn't extinguish the coldness in his heart.

Luo Kai had a dream again. This time the dream was much clearer. He could even hear the words of the person in the dream clearly. He had never heard the language of the other party, but it was strange that he could understand it. The meaning inside, and what I said is also this kind of words.

　　 After waking up, the scene in the dream was completely forgotten, but the words were clearly remembered. Luo Kai suddenly realized that this was not a dream at all, that was his own memory, no, it was the memory of this body!

　　I remembered an idea in my mind. The universe is infinite. Anything will become possible with infinite probability, including everything that human beings can imagine. Based on this, the idea of ​​parallel space appears.

For example, when people do a certain thing or encounter a certain scene, they will have a sense of familiarity inexplicably. This may be what you have experienced in another world. Those worlds may be just projections of spiritual consciousness, or they may be real. , The so-called Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, is Zhuang Zhou Huadie? Or Diehua Zhuangzhou? Reality and illusion are just concepts that people think they are right.

　　 So does your consciousness merge with yourself in another world? Or will you have a dream that will never wake up after death?

While rubbing his lungs, he tried hard to recall the fragments of his dreams. He seemed to be born in a very warm family, with parents and an older sister. The two memories merged with each other while repelling each other. When repelling, he sometimes It is impossible to be sure whether he is himself or not, but when he merges, it makes him more awake. At the same time, his thinking speed will be faster, the body's resistance to pain and hunger will be strengthened, and it seems that willpower has become more tenacious.

According to his previous pampered body and cowardly character, he might have committed suicide long ago after being kept in this dark prison for so long, but it was because of the fusion with the memory of this body that his willpower became more tenacious, so Can persist till now.

　　 Luo Kai did not go to dig the tunnel for the first time tonight, but remembered his dreams all the time. Unfortunately, the scenes in the dream were very vague, and once he woke up, he almost forgot.

The next day, the cell door opened again, and a humpbacked jailer walked in, looked blankly at the blood on the ground, and then looked at Luo Kai, who was half-dead huddled in the corner, and sighed insignificantly. He said to himself: "The new warden is about to take office in seven days." Then he left with the toilet full of excrement and urine.

　　 After a long time, Luo Kai raised his head and looked at the closed iron gate, his eyes turned from confusion to surprise, because he actually understood what the hunchback jailer said! It seemed that as he thought, he was merging with the soul of this body, but the memory in his mind was a mess, as if he had schizophrenia, and it was difficult to clear himself.

　　 Among the few jailers he has seen, the scar-faced jailer is the most fierce. The hunchback jailer has been taciturn and has never heard him speak. Why does he want to say this to himself?

The recovery capacity of this body is far beyond Luo Kai’s imagination. When he seemed to be asleep, he even felt that his lungs were numb and itchy. It seemed that the injured cells were constantly dividing and proliferating, except for the frequent coughing up of blood in the first two days. In addition, the back slowly healed unexpectedly, and at the same time I couldn't help but give birth to hope.

The injuries he thought he was going to die gradually began to heal, but he had to pretend to be dying, even pretending to be unable to crawl through the food every day, and at the same time he became more impatient. The scar face jailer obviously wanted him to die earlier, he couldn’t. Sit and wait!

Late that night, Luo Kai frowned and groped for the hard granite foundation in front of him. He should be able to escape as long as he walked through this stone wall. But he only had an iron cone and couldn't break the hard. The rock wall, and the sound of the iron cone hitting the rock wall is too loud, now I can only bypass it or continue to dig down.

　　 "Squeak."

　　 The big squirrel dragged another salted fish out of the mouse hole on the side of the tunnel, and whispered at him non-stop, requesting credit.

　　 Luo Kai stretched out his hand and stroked the smooth fur of the squirrel, and whispered, "Da Hui, what should I do...Should I change my route or continue digging?"

　　Long time of silence has made his voice hoarse, and it appears very loud in this silent tunnel, and he hastily lowered his voice in fright.

　　 The big squirrel obviously didn't understand what he was saying, and rubbed his finger lightly, as if he wanted him to help tickle it.

　　 Luo scratched its belly and began to dig down.

　　 In the next few days, Luo Kai looked like he was dying during the day, and tried his best to dig the tunnel at night. As expected, some tunnels appeared small-scale landslides, but fortunately, the impact was not significant.

　　 The scarfaced jailer looked at him through the small window on the iron gate every day, as if waiting for his death, and then dragged the body away.

　　 Time is getting tighter and tighter. If the jailer finds that he is still alive and kicking, it will definitely torture him even harder.

　　 There was a tidy footstep outside the cell that day, and there was a faintly harmonious voice: "The new warden ward rounds the ward, it's **** good for me!"

　　 The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he stopped at the door of Luo Kai's cell, seeming to be watching him. After a while, the footsteps sounded again and gradually moved away.

Luo Kai continued to excavate in the evening. Now the soil quality has changed, and a lot of small stones have begun to appear, which greatly increases the difficulty of excavation. Moreover, his iron cone has been ground into a thick needle, but he can only replace it with a sharp needle. Of stones are excavated.