Kudo

During the rapid fall, there was silence except for the sound of the wind.Wu Xie's body presents an awkward backward "C" shape in the air, which looks very funny.

He was the only one, the Tibetan Shabidui stood guard outside the bronze gate, and anyone who approached him would be killed without mercy.

What is behind the bronze gate, hell?Tiangong?No, after the long stone steps, there is a bottomless pit leading to the real ultimate.

Although he was ready, when he really started to fall, Wu Xie couldn't help but want to scold his mother.This kind of inhumane design is really terrible. There is not even a pedal. Once the steps are finished, they will step on the empty space and fall down. It is not as good as the elevator in the underwater tomb.Fortunately, the blood had stopped, and it didn't come out completely, otherwise he would be a jet rocket, although the direction of travel was different from most rockets, it was downward.

Sure enough, the world is not benevolent, no matter whether you are a paramecium or a primate of all things, now you are just a humble dog in the wind.

I was lucky enough, I never expected that Qilin blood can not only open the door, but also the safest key to open the door.The expected sound of horns and the trap of the Yin soldiers did not appear from the beginning to the end. Thanks to the Tibetans' airs, they were all set up, so they didn't come in handy.No wonder Pokerfing dared to walk in even with a broken hand. It must be bloodletting to open the door. According to his purity, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

As for the obstacles on the road - when Poker Bottle suddenly disappeared in the Tiangong, he had figured it out. There was a hidden mechanism in that position, which could open the fast passage leading directly to the bronze door.But that mechanism is hidden in the gap, and only those who can shrink their bones can activate it.There are not many people who can shrink their bones in the world today, but Wang Zanghai must know the abilities of the Zhang family, why would they set up such a mechanism?

In that isolated place in Medog, he had already figured out a lot of things, but the more answers there were, the more questions there would be.Wu Xie sighed in his heart.

Strangely, in such an infinitely magnified acceleration, he has no enthusiasm at all. It really is an anti-science space.I don't know what posture Poker Bottle fell at that time. It's rare to have something to laugh at, so we must find a chance to find out.Wu Xie thought.At least to get back his current baldness.If he still has a chance to go out.

That brat Li Cu was really lucky, he got all the answers instantly after suffering a little bit of flesh and blood.Unlike him, who has been fooled by a group of people for half of his life, who can't tell the truth from the fake and the foolish, and only came up with a few hard-won answers after trying to break his head in the snow-capped mountains.For example, the so-called ultimate has never been just the mysterious area in the depths of Changbai and behind the Bronze Gate, but it has almost crossed the entire Chinese territory: with Changbai Mountain as the entrance, ancient Tongjing under the desert as the center, and the exit in the distant Medog .

Which side will Li Cu stand with all the answers?Before coming in, Wu Xie always felt that this was a heart-warming question, but now he suddenly wanted to do a Louis XIV and yelled: After I die, don't care about the fucking flood.

He has thrown his life like a football so many times, what else can he do?Anyway, he has already disturbed the Wang family for a while, and now he is relieved to let go of his grievances. He is so idle and bored that he will finally carve a "visit here". Consummation.

The falling has not stopped.

Damn it, if he falls like this again, not to mention smashing Poker Bottle to death, he is confident that he will crash the earth.Wu Xie thought, and then with a "plop", water entered his mouth, nose and ears together, and the water pressure violently squeezed his lungs, almost making him pass out directly in the water.

A moment later, Wu Xie pawed onto the bank with one hand, got his head out of the water, and took a few long breaths.He is very satisfied with his performance as the high-level disabled diver with the highest drop level in history.

I don't know if the special training of the black glasses is too useful, or this space is too anti-scientific, in short, he is still alive.

Wu Xie dawdled for more than half an hour, got himself out of the water wetly, wiped his face, and squinted his eyes to look at the surrounding environment: This is another bronze hole, which is even bigger than Medog's. Before the end, the distance is lost in darkness.

Really bad, very dark.If Pokerfing had really stayed here for nearly ten years, he would probably have white beard and hair, a bone-like appearance, and eyes that were more fragile than cellophane, and he would go blind as soon as he went out. That would be much more funny than his bald head.Wu Xie smiled, and the sound of "hehe" was very clear in the empty cave.

Wu Xie grinned and walked forward slowly - very slowly, firstly because he was very tired, secondly because it was too dark, thirdly, he was not in a hurry.

Now that he has come down, he will definitely be able to find that "ultimate", so he is not in a hurry.

Wu Xie walked slowly, occasionally falling.Endless bronze, complicated and dense patterns, dead silence.After about two hours, my eyesight became more and more able to adapt to the surrounding environment.Wu Xie saw a wall blocked not far away, but he knew that this was not the end, because there was a door on the wall.

Bronze door on the bronze wall, blood on the bronze door.Wu Xie stepped up, moistened the dried blood on the palm of his hand with saliva, and pasted it.Although this is a bit disgusting, at least he doesn't have to stab himself again.

no response.

Wu Xie looked at it patiently.This bronze door seems to be medium-sized, and the whole has shrunk half a circle. There is a small square opening in the middle of the two doors.He pulled out a piece of rope from his arms, and the end of the rope was tied with a ghost seal, which was left to him by Poyoufeng back then.That guy weighed the two ghost seals for a long time, which made him feel that what he had in his hand was a Xibei product for so many years.

Hey, just the right size.Wu Xie made a gesture, and pressed the ghost seal against the gap.It was really expected by the fat man, and this thing is also the key.But I don't know, how did the Poker bottle get in without this ghost seal, it's only for people with shrunken bones?According to this size, you have to shrink yourself into a Rubik's cube to squeeze in. This is too fucking nonsense. I have never heard that shrinking bones can shrink to that extent.

Wu Xie pressed hard, and the ghost seal fit perfectly into the gap, and then the door creaked open.

light.

He snorted, covering his eyes with his hands.

***

"No one, only this outside."

When Zhang Qiling came back, he carried a bunch of things in his hand, but Su Wan couldn't see what it was.

"Fucking shit again," the fat man yelled angrily, "but brother, you're awesome enough to be immune to this?"

Zhang Qiling took out something from his pocket and shook it in front of the fat man. It looked like a...big bell?Or pear?

No matter what it is, if he doesn't go out from here, his eyes will be useless.Su Wan's heart faltered, and he uttered a sentence like a goosebump: "Kuaizhou...eyes...can't do it anymore."

The moment he spoke, the pain in his heart made his whole head go blank.It is impossible for the toxin to only affect his eyesight. He felt that his body temperature was dropping, and only when the pain soared did he feel that this body still belonged to him.

"What the hell?" Fatty couldn't hear clearly, "The Shenzhou spacecraft has already launched, so you don't need to care about it."

"His eyes are failing," Zhang Qiling said, "Look carefully at his eyeballs."

The fat man leaned over to look at it for a while, and was amused: "Hey, Su Wan, do you still like to wear colored contact lenses? The caliber is wrong, it's too big, and it's not natural at all. You young people are just exaggerated, no matter how you wear them, you won't be naive." Comrades are naturally watery."

Wear you paralyzed.Su Wan knew that there must be something wrong with his eyeballs, but he couldn't see it, and he didn't know what it turned into. He hoped that his godfather would not dislike him.

"He has been poisoned, and it will be very troublesome when his whole eyeballs turn black," Zhang Qiling said, "Go down the mountain to the Lama Temple now, maybe he can be saved."

Too late, too late.Su Wan tried his best to make mouth shapes.The fat man looked at it for a long time: "Brother, he wants to eat an old hen, where can we get it now?"

Su Wan was almost pissed off, but fortunately Zhang Qiling was more reliable than the fat man, and asked, "It's too late?"

Su Wan nodded slightly and stretched out five fingers.

"Five hours is indeed too late." Zhang Qiling said.His tone was very calm, and he pronounced Su Wan's death sentence indifferently.

"Brother, we still have to think of a way," the fat man said, "Before Tianzhen left, he asked me to cover this brat. If he is not well, let alone a blind man looking for trouble, it will be hard for Tianzhen."

"What exactly is Wu Xie going to do?" Zhang Qiling looked at Fatty, "It's impossible for him to enter the Bronze Gate if he hasn't arrived in ten years."

The fat man chuckled: "Brother, you don't understand now, the three words 'impossible' are not in Wu Xie's dictionary. He is now more arrogant than the fat man and me, and he can do all sorts of things—look Look, this brat is a teenager he brought in, and it doesn't give me any peace of mind."

"Is he from Wu Xie?" Zhang Qiling asked.

"Who would accept this kind of stunned young man except him. If you are full, you will try to find some troublemakers. No one is sensible. I will bother him."

Su Wan was very disappointed when he heard that they were still chatting.Sure enough, not everyone is as lucky as Wu Xie, a little life can be alive and kicking no matter how he plays, his eyes are definitely useless.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiling didn't have trouble with the fat man anymore, he seemed to be thinking about something, and then started to look through Su Wan's backpack.About half a minute later, Su Wan didn't know what he fell over, but Su Wan only felt a slight pain in his left arm, and then an extremely cold liquid flowed into his blood vessel.

"Hey, I said Su Wan, did you bring the serum with you?" the fat man said, "Brother, you are really amazing, you can find it just by looking."

Fighting with this group of people, he wished he could put Tong Ren Tang on wheels and push it all the way.Su Wan thought.He didn't know whether the serum tube would work or not, and Black Glasses didn't tell him a word about the source of the toxin.

"This is snake venom," Zhang Qiling threw aside the finished syringe, "I saw the serum when I took the medicine box, but I wasn't sure at that time."

Well, I was saved by the treasure bag again, and as expected, people still have to rely on themselves.Su Wan breathed a sigh of relief.When the black glasses gave him poison, did you expect him to bring some serum with him?

"That's enough, kid, it's your fate." The fat man's tone sounded nonchalant, but Su Wan still felt a little relieved, "Go, go down the mountain and make up for you."

The three of them left the "door within the door", and as Zhang Qiling said, there was no sound outside, and they couldn't even smell the sulfur smell of explosives.Su Wan thought to himself that it would be a hell of a day in broad daylight, this kind of wilderness is really not a good place.

After all, the fat man was injured. Although he was able to move independently, he couldn't bear heavy loads. So on the way down the mountain, Zhang Qiling became the exclusive car for Su Wan, who was severely disabled.Su Wan lay on Zhang Qiling's back, and as the serum gradually took effect, his vision became much clearer. He stared at the back of Zhang Qiling's head, feeling strange in his heart.

As the contact gradually increased on the road, Su Wan felt more and more that Zhang Qiling was not like a person in this world, in the words of Fatty, he was "becoming a fairy".Although Zhang Qiling never showed malice from the beginning to the end, and even saved his life, Su Wan also didn't feel kindness from the rescue, just like at this time, he was weakly lying on Zhang Qiling's back, obviously the angel in white and The close contact with the injured patients makes people feel that there is no warmth in the middle of the East African Rift Valley.

Strange behavior style, without any position, any attitude, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with it.

Su Wan felt a little worried about Zhang Qiling: People like this are the most difficult to get along with, just like the chubby guy in the class next door who always wipes the blackboard for the teacher, always wipes silently and never speaks, but the teacher always thinks he is sitting on the blackboard. The first row of smiling tarsiers did it, and three years of praise went to the wrong people.And with Xiaopang's almost transparent popularity, no one came out to correct the teacher.

Why does the teacher get the wrong object?Because tarsiers, like black glasses, have facial nerve problems and smile all year round.But the important thing is not the smile, but what is contained in the smile.People are weird, basically inclined to be grateful for the kindness they can see, not the silent kindness in the corner.

As for Zhang Qiling, he is no longer silent, he doesn't care at all.

Sure enough, Wu Xie didn't know a single normal person.Yes, not normal, not even human.People have emotions, feelings, and an inevitable connection with the world, but Zhang Qiling seems to have none of them.Whether he was sitting by the fire in a daze, occasionally taking the fat man's words, or carrying Su Wan on his back, walking calmly and steadily, it made people feel that he was always alone and empty.

The more Su Wan thought about it, the more he felt that Zhang Qiling was missing a piece.As for who this piece is, he thought for a long time, but what appeared in his mind was not a stunning beauty, but Wu Xie's shiny bald head.

It's so strange.

As it was getting dark, they stopped to rest as usual.

Su Wanping was lying in the sleeping bag. Although his eyesight had not fully recovered, it was enough to look at the people on the other side.

Zhang Qiling sat silently, with his head down and his expression indifferent.It was a delicate and gentle face, and the quiet expression was extremely soft by the light of the fire.Unfortunately, no matter how warm and enthusiastic the firelight was, that face would not respond to it.

Su Wan knew that softness was just an illusion, and Zhang Qiling's posture seemed relaxed, but in fact he was full of guard and habitual.

As if sensing Su Wan's gaze, Zhang Qiling raised his head and glanced this way.His eyes were not emotional at all, very light, very shallow, and he moved away quickly before the "stay" action was completed.

Boss Wu, I really can't help you.Su Wan smiled wryly.This godfather is either an Arhat bell made of iron, invulnerable to swords and guns, or a great god who will not be injured or bleed when a sword passes through his body.Like a river, it exists and flows without being marked by anything.

It turns out that there are still people who can live like this: what world, what world, don't pay attention to it at all.In other words, he himself is like heaven and earth.

Hey, that argument makes sense.The world is not benevolent, just that look, let alone a dog, it is like straw paper.Su Wan had a sudden idea.I just don't know what Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie.Wu Xie is not a good stubble, can tolerate being treated like straw paper?What a joke, no matter who the opponent is, kill him in minutes.

But as the saying goes, how deep is the love, how deep is the hurt, look at Wu Xie's fierceness in smoking, it's just a matter of weight, probably love is deeper than the bottom of Lake Baikal, if this is still regarded as straw paper——

Ah, that's such a sad story.