[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

Burning pain struck, the whip soaked in water hit the back, and the crackling sound seemed to ring in the depths of the soul.The arms are hung high, like a crucified Jesus.Under the eyelids is a pot of sweltering charcoal fire. In order not to let the rising flames scorch the soles of the feet, even in a semi-conscious state, the brutally beaten prisoners have to desperately grasp the iron chains wrapped around their wrists, relying on their upper limbs to try their best to lift themselves up. Pull your tired body upwards.

Sweat, mixed with blood, continuously leached from the surface of the skin, dripping onto the red-hot coals, and the sound of sizzling was endless.

The muscles around the eyes convulsed from enduring the pain. Xu Chi moved his fingers and struggled to pick out this scene from the ruins of his memory—this year he was 14 years old and went to the border alone to carry out the assassination mission ordered by his superiors for the first time.The target person is dead, of course, and unfortunately he was captured alive.

Three floors underground.

Iron walls.

All kinds of torture followed one after another.

The suicide gadget that hung around his neck was also confiscated.

Really, there is no way to survive, and no way to die.

The officer in charge of torturing him every day has a special habit. He thinks that human screams are the most beautiful notes in the world.Whoever screams the worst and satisfies him the most, he will order his subordinates to be gentler.In this way, many people began to bark in different ways, trying their best to please him so that he would not suffer a little bit of flesh and blood.But the officer got bored very quickly, and when the condemned prisoners could no longer utter the screams that could stir his heart, the life of the prisoners would naturally come to an end.

In this regard, Xu Chi had a natural advantage, he was very patient, he seized the opportunity, and believed that as long as he didn't make a sound, the officer would not be willing to send him to see God just like that.

So a truly silent contest began.

No matter who this contest happened to, I don't want to relive it a second time.Xu Chi had to admit that the moment he realized where he was, he clearly saw the fear overflowing from the bottom of his heart.

If it is said that this repeated nightmare of half-truths and half-truths is aimed at breaking a person's beliefs or psychological defenses, then the selection of this segment undoubtedly hit his pain point unmistakably.

Xu Chi, who was fourteen, was as desperate as he was fearful.

That was the shadow that he could not get over for many years to come.As we all know, there was a notorious torture room in the Redemption Corps earlier, and the name popularly circulated by the outside world was called the screaming room.No one knew that Admiral Xu had actually inherited the special habit of the previous tormentor from a certain cruel memory, and carried it out morbidly.

The brazier under his feet was removed, and the heavy iron bucket rubbed against the ground when it was dragged, making a frightening creaking sound.coming.Xu Chi shivered and struggled to open his swollen eyelids - he couldn't see anything.He remembered that during that time his retina was damaged, his eyesight was devastated, and his eyes were often blood red.

He was turned upside down with his head down and his feet down.The executor beside him muttered something, and he quickly took a deep breath, filling his broken lungs with the stale air in the room.

In the next second, his entire head was inserted upside down into an iron bucket filled with ice water.

Time passed minute by minute, every day stretched for a few seconds, and every second seemed to pass away.

At this time, Xu Chi was suffering the same pain as back then, and he still found it unbearable and unbelievable.

It's better to shout out happily.he thinks.If he had known what kind of fucking life and bleak ending he had faced after surviving desperately back then...

How about that, forget it.

A person's will to survive can be trained, and it can be continuously strengthened and consolidated through repeated ordeals.

This will that has supported him for many years used to be the military spirit, sense of mission, and loyalty, but now it has collapsed and no longer exists.Throwing him, who has lost his faith, into the same situation as before, the result may be completely different.

All hope is lost.

Xu Chi opened his mouth.

Ice water poured into the numb mouth.

Oxygen quickly turned into churning bubbles.

The heart beats more and more slowly, lagging behind.

It felt familiar.

Xu Chi's brain, which had been shielded from the pain, was suddenly activated by a magical force, forcing him to suddenly recall a certain aggressive face from a confused situation.

Underwater, lack of oxygen.

Breathing out, gnawing.

——"Are you avoiding me, Xu Chi?"

- "You feel it, don't you?"

——"I dare to say, do you dare to listen?"

Sentence after sentence, aggressive, loud and brutal, hitting his heart brutally, but he couldn't answer a word.

If he died like this, that person would be sad, right?

Wouldn't it be a regret that I couldn't let go of in this life if I didn't hear a definite answer?

He has tasted the taste of regret, very bitter, very bitter.

He... doesn't want to be that person's pity.

As soon as this idea appeared, he immediately felt his body lighten, a steady stream of oxygen injected into his body, the surrounding scene disappeared, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, followed by a loud laugh.

"The so-called birth of one thought means entering the Three Realms; the extinction of one thought means leaving the Three Realms. The birth and death of the Three Realms, and the existence or non-existence of ten thousand dharmas all come from one mind. Hahaha, this benefactor, your heart is so tenacious that you can die a hundred times. I still haven't regretted it, it's really rare in the world. I've been looking for it for a long time, I've been looking for it for a long time."

Xu Chi opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and the blood shadow in his vision dissipated.

The lotus pond is still the lotus pond with the little lotus swaying, but there is a small gazebo in the pond.In the middle of the pavilion sat a middle-aged monk in cassock, waving at him.

It is the masked Buddha.Xu Chi thought.

Xu Chi stood up and tried to take two steps, but his feet were floating, as if stepping on clouds.He walked towards the pool, and the scattered lotus flowers came together and arranged into a straight flower path leading to the pavilion in the pool.Xu Chi raised his foot and stepped on it, as if he was firmly on the ground.

When he arrived at the gazebo, the monk smiled and asked him to take a seat on the left.

Xu Chi sat down.

The monk opened his mouth to speak, and the lotus flowers that had just bloomed in the pool made new movements.The monk raised his long eyebrows, with joy on his face, and said, "There are still."

Xu Chi then watched Zhou Qi, who had a frosty face and a cold air, walking towards him step by step, and then without even looking at the monk, he quickly grabbed his hand that was on the table, and squeezed it hard.

The back of the hand was wrapped in wet palm.

Xu Chi frowned: "You..."

"Is it real or fake this time?" Zhou Qi stared at him for a moment, as if he was still carefully distinguishing in his brain.

"I don't know either." Xu Chi shrugged, "It's half true, half false."

"Again? Leave it alone." The tension on Zhou Qi's face that could not be ignored eased a little, he let himself slump on the stone bench, held Xu Chi's hand on his lap, glanced at the monk, arrogant Lifting his chin, "Hello, who are you?"

Covering his face, Buddha happily said: "You guess?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi was furious, and wanted to kick his foot: "Yin and Yang are weird, let's talk about beating up honestly!"

The masked Buddha quickly raised his hands and said, don't, don't, I am the masked Buddha.

Zhou Qi groaned, retracted his legs, sat back down again, continued to hold Xu Chi's hand, and continued to place it on his lap.I don't know what he has experienced before, but now he is vigilant that he is afraid that if he doesn't pay attention, he will disappear.

After a few words, another person came from the other side of the gazebo.

She was wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a pair of shrewd and beautiful eyes.

Those beautiful eyes scanned Zhou Qi Xu Chi's body in turn, not surprised, as expected.

Zhou Qi was a little surprised: "The surname is Ke?"

Christine: "..."

These two people really are bastard mung beans, a perfect match in nature.

Christine rolled her eyes and sat on the only stone bench beside the table.

The air suddenly became strangely quiet.

Covering his face, the Buddha made a compassionate smile with a flower in his hand, looking at his nose and heart with his eyes.

Xu Chi was expressionless.

Christine, there is no face to face at all.

The heavy responsibility of the opening speech was destined to fall on Zhou Qi's shoulders. He cleared his throat and said surprisingly: "What's the matter, you worked so hard to gather a table and play mahjong?"

Xu Chi: "Why don't you play cards?"

Zhou Qi: "You can play cards if you want."

Xu Chi: "Okay, then I'll play a pair of three."

Zhou Qi: "I'm sorry."

Christine: "..."

Is it still possible to have a pair of three?Otherwise how to fight?

The Masked Buddha may have finally realized that pretending to be profound cannot deter the Big Three, so he could only speak slowly: "You came here to find my heart, so as to completely appease the wrath of the Infant God, right?"

The three nodded.

"Oh, it's a pity that you came a step late." The Buddha with a hidden face showed regret, "My heart was used to suppress the Lord of the Corpse Tuo Lin who caused the plague in the early years. If you take it away, the plague in the village will break out completely. After the plague Lie, narrowly escaped death, then you will not escape the catastrophe."

The three were silent.

Xu Chi asked: "Is there any other way to get out of the predicament?"

The monk dialed the rosary in his hand, smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Qi knocked on the table impatiently: "Try the water with a preserved egg."

Christine quickly picked it up: "Old K, follow up."

Xu Chi: "Your Majesty."

"Hiss." Zhou Qi gritted his teeth, "This is asking me to use a bomb—four three!"

"Where did you get four threes? I just got one three." Xu Chi showed his stern and selfless side, "If you play tricks, you will be out immediately."

The three of them once again ignored the eager-eyed Hidden Buddha tacitly.

In order to attract attention, the masked Buddha slammed the rosary on the stone table: "If there is a way, it is not impossible."

"Say." Zhou Qi raised his legs, giggling, "I just misread it, it wasn't four threes, it was four fives, look, don't these 3 and 5 look a bit alike? Jiaojiao, Just forgive me for once."

Xu Chi snorted coldly: "This is not an example."

Christine: "..."

Actually, this is a two-on-one pair, right?

The Masked Buddha felt that he had no dignity, and after being left alone for a while, he took the initiative to speak again: "It's very simple, as long as one of you, with a heart-for-heart, replaces me to suppress the Lord of the Corpse Tuo Lin."

"I lost Wang Zha...Huh? What the fuck, old bald donkey, what are you talking about?" Zhou Qi stood up, and he carried out the non-physical performance throughout, and even made a gesture of throwing cards angrily, "Exchange your heart Heart? With whose heart? It is for this that you co-authored and brought us together, and you have a good idea!"

"The three of you have passed the stress test." The Buddha covered his face and spread his hands, with his sleeves folded up to ignore the chaos in the world. "I told you the method, and you can discuss the rest yourself."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the table, and drifted away: "I will come back to listen to your choices in a quarter of an hour."

The remaining three stared at each other.

"What do you mean? Sacrifice me for the benefit of all mankind?" Zhou Qi clicked his tongue, "Is there still such a stupid person?"

Christine blinked.

Xu Chi remained silent.

No one answered, Zhou Qi suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and immediately squeezed Xu Chi's hand vigorously: "You, you, it's you, stop me! Don't have any thoughts of righteous sacrifice in this regard, I warn you, not even a little bit!" have."

"You are the one." Xu Chi countered the army, "You have a criminal record."

"What do I have before..." Zhou Qi choked up in the middle of his sentence, remembering his heroic deeds of jumping into the sea on Tilted Island before, and coughed awkwardly, "Damn, isn't that because of you? You and all human beings can do it together." Can they be compared? Obviously not, all human beings are no match for one of your little fingers."

Christine, who was caught off guard by a mouthful of dog food: "...woof?"

Zhou Qi, who was bald and said something from his heart, didn't dare to look at Xu Chi, who had deep eyes, touched his chest, and muttered: "Anyway, you can't force yourself to be ahead."

"Don't worry." Xu Chi said, "I won't be so stupid as to fall into the hands of the Hidden Buddha."

"Ah?" Zhou Qi smelled the breath of conspiracy, moved closer and lowered his voice, "What do you mean by that?"

"So far, it's all the one-sided words of the Masked Buddha." Xu Chi said, "Think about it, if the corpse master is the source of the plague, why does the Masked Buddha keep saying that he suppressed it with his own heart? The plague is still rampant? Remember that when we first entered the village, we encountered cattle that died of the plague, and lost four lives. Isn’t this contradicting what the Masked Buddha said?”

"It makes sense." Zhou Qi touched his chin and nodded, showing a puzzled expression, "But what's the benefit of the bald donkey lying to us? Doesn't he want us to solve the dog-headed infant god for him?"

At this time, Christine raised her hand and bent her eyes: "Actually, I have a little information about the Masked Buddha."

Zhou Qi disdained: "You?"

Xu Chi folded his arms and squinted at her: "Is Miss Ke finally willing to share the information?"

"Why don't you want to? It depends on who you share it with. With you, everything is easy to talk about." Christine took out a small cloth bag from under the black robe, and took out a metal object similar to a USB from the cloth bag. After fiddling with the USB, put it on the stone table, a blue projection appeared on the desktop immediately, and there were colorful pictures on the projection.

"Yo, high tech." Zhou Qi whistled, "Where did you get this?"

Christine glanced at Xu Chi, and Xu Chi also looked at her.Each tacitly.Christine pointed to the picture and got straight to the point: "This is the original mural in the Buddhist hall."

"original?"

"Well, what you saw later has been partially tampered with by the Masked Buddha."