【Bottle Evil】Naughty

The Eighteen Schools of Corpse Transformation, Fighting Corpse is one of them.As the name suggests, it is the most belligerent category.Generally, cheating corpses underground is enough to scare people, and fighting corpses is even more so. Once awakened, they will be berserk to the end, and their whole body will be full of strength.It is said that the only solution is to break it into pieces, otherwise the remaining arm may crawl over and strangle the person's neck.

The sensitivity and explosiveness of this thing are stronger than that of humans, and there is no life gate in the whole body.We were sweating, and we listened with bated breath as we heard the crash of shells below us, and the ping-pong scrape of something collapsing in large pieces.

Xiaohua quickly said: "They have enough weapons, even if they release those things, they can protect themselves. But I'm afraid it will affect us, if they release all of them..."

"I think," I said, "it might be used to deal with outsiders. If I were Sasha, I would probably guess that the current group of people came to the side of the main city. Among other things, if they like to play big , decided to carry out a wave of clean-up, no matter whether you have someone or not, it will be considered as a way to avoid future troubles."

Moreover, Xiaohua has quietly retreated from the opponent's camp and disappeared from that team.Then I contacted some of Xiaohua's secret tricks before. If I was smart enough, I should have discovered the internal and external relationship between us and Xiaohua at this moment.

I took a deep breath and thought, is it finally time to do something positive?

With a bang, the thick network of copper pipes in front of him collapsed immediately, distorted and deformed by the impact.The artillery fire flattened it, exposing a gap like a hole, and it really hit our floor.

The fat man groped all over his body and took out his treasured detonator.He placed one on the ground, in front of the pile of damaged copper pipes, and stepped back, gun in one hand and flashlight in the other.Poker-Face and I also took out our guns, and waited for Dou Zong to come out, which is the time to detonate the detonator.

Xiao Hua looked at the black muzzles of the three of us, and put away his own knife.The fat man glanced at him, and said: "Fatty Master has two guns, one is brought by himself, and the other is a firecracker picked up. If you don't have a gun, I will lend you the one I picked up. But be careful Some, easy to go off fire..."

"No need." Xiaohua pulled out a gun from her body, and immediately there was a crisp sound of pulling the safety catch, "I have a silencer installed on this one, with twenty rounds in the magazine."

The fat man opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the front, and suddenly, a low roar approached, and a shadow jumped up.The moment I fired the gun, the firecracker in my hand shook, the jaws of the tiger went numb, and the recoil was so strong that I almost let go of my grip.

Four bullets went out, and we all got down on the ground and rolled sideways protecting our heads.The detonator exploded, causing the nearby copper pipes to scatter and roll, and there were several metal collision sounds.

We looked up to see a writhing body with half of it left.The body was covered with leather-like soft armor, and the waist below had been blown into dark minced meat, but there was no bleeding.The skin on the face was blue and purple, the muscles were swollen unnaturally, and a pair of cloudy eyeballs protruded.There is an iron helmet on the head, and the two arms connected to the torso are scratching the ground and are about to stand up.

Without saying a word, the fat man pulled off another detonator's loop and threw it over.

After blowing up the three fighting corpses in the same way, the fat man counted them, and the number of detonators was far from enough for us to blow up.The shortage of funds magnifies the problem at this moment, and the supplies are insufficient.Money is not everything, without money is absolutely impossible.Xiaohua spread her hands towards us, "I didn't bring much, I've never been good at frying things."

The continuous explosions filled this space with dust and debris, and they were still slowly floating in the air after the explosions.For the time being, there was nothing to pounce on. After the fat man installed the detonator, we sat on the ground to calm down for a while, bent our legs upright, and pressed the muzzle of the gun on our knees to aim, in case of emergency.

Walking all the way here has exhausted a lot of energy.After sitting down, I exhale slowly, inhale again, and my body begins to relax almost subconsciously.The surrounding air was completely polluted by several explosions, stirring up particles large and small.I don't know if it's the dust or the dander of the fighting corpse.In a relaxed state, the nerves faithfully transmit pain signals to the brain.

I couldn't help covering my chest, my lungs hurt.

The shock wave from the explosion just now also caused ringing in the ears and a headache.

Sure enough, at this age, I can no longer let myself go and ignore it.

Fatty slapped his thigh fiercely, and said, "No, it's too passive to stay here. Facing the entrance of this cave, Dou Shi can greet us as soon as he goes out. Is there any chance to rush down?"

I bit my lips tightly, lowered my head and coughed sullenly, and felt the taste of blood rushing out of my throat.

"If we want to avoid running into each other," Xiaohua analyzed, "we can climb down those copper pipes outside, and the speed must be fast."

Poker bottle leaned over and looked at me with a nervous expression on his face.I was a little afraid to speak to him, my throat was full of blood, and my voice would not be normal.Poker Bottle reached out and opened the bag behind my back, and began to search for medicines.I thought to myself, you actually brought medicine down again?

The fat man narrowed his eyes, looked at Xiao Hua and said, "Oh, Boss Xie is going down with us too?"

Xiao Hua smiled, "Three two two two."

"We never thought about the treasures and share." The fat man said indifferently: "If the matter can end, we brothers only need [-]%, you get [-]%, and I definitely don't say no."

Xiaohua looked serious, and said: "I'm interested in this place, and there are other reasons." He looked at us, "Actually, no matter how much we earn, I'm afraid it won't pay off the debts on us, can it?"

I took out the kettle and rinsed my mouth, took the medicine from Poker Bottle, and said to him, "What debt? The debt of the New Moon Hotel back then, but it was agreed that I would pay it slowly."

The fat man got up, approached the front, put the detonator in his pocket, climbed up the copper pipe, and told us that it seems that we can go down at this time.

Xiao Hua lowered her voice, but everyone present could hear, "The debts I borrowed from God are still in my body."

I took some medicine, drank a few sips of water, pulled the trigger and stood up.We stepped on the copper pipes and moved down like climbing scaffolding while paying attention to the movement around us.The metal pipe feels a bit strange to grasp, it is not smooth, and the surface seems to be covered with a layer of lime powder.

Xiaohua is very good at this kind of exercise. While moving her body flexibly, she said to us: "Have you ever thought about what the future will be like? What will happen to people like us in the future?"

Poker bottle was always by my side, probably because he was afraid that my body would make a mistake.I suppressed the discomfort, and heard Xiaohua say again: "I heard a saying in Sasha's team that the sound of thunder can help them see the world clearly, and even see themselves clearly."

"What kind of MLM slogan is this?" the fat man said.

Xiaohua said: "The team was originally normal people. After undergoing a craniotomy, it is said that they can hear the guidance of thunder and hear the inner voice."

I frowned and asked, "What's the reason?"

"I don't know. I only learned about the spiritual aspect. In their view, Tinglei represents finding the true self and stimulating the inner potential. It is a bit like the 'sacred eye' in Buddhist practice." Xiaohua said very calmly: " However, according to my observations, they usually also take some 'holy water', which affects the nerves, produces inexplicable excitement, and paralyzes people's willpower."

"Isn't that just an illusion?" Fatty asked, twisting on the brass pipe in an enchanting pose of a pole dancer.

"Like, but not." Xiaohua thought about it and said, "When it comes time to really listen to Lei, they mutter to themselves and speak another language they have never learned."

Xiaohua bent her legs, and then jumped down six pipes in one breath, which is equivalent to the height of directly passing through the first floor. She hooked the copper pipes with her hands and feet like a monkey, and her limbs were coordinated to the limit.We follow his movements, like shuttling through a maze.After Xiaohua stopped, she said, "That language seems to be another language. I only remembered some syllables after eavesdropping."

Then, Xiaohua said two words, which were the words he heard most frequently at that time.It sounds like an alien language at first glance, which makes people puzzled.

We couldn't figure out what language it was, and started to jump down.There is a black hole below, and we can never see where the bottom is. We just keep jumping and jumping, as if there is a devil's big mouth below, and we jump into the depths of that chaos willingly.The structure of copper pipes repeats and extends downwards, and the sight is indeed like a nightmare.

Every time I landed, I didn't even have time to take a breath, so I continued to dance.

Finally, I yelled "Stop" and gasped wildly while holding on to the oil bottle next to me.

After jumping about [-] meters, stop here to rest.The fat man was too tired to argue, so I gasped and said, "When they listened to the thunder, the language they spoke...the pronunciation of the word was really familiar... I thought about it just now, it was like... like Tibetan. "

I patted Poker Bottle, "Brother, you have been in Tibet... for a while, and you should be the best Tibetan-speaking person among us, what do you think?"

Poker-Face shook his head, "But I can't understand it, it's not Tibetan. Or, maybe it's not Tibetan today."

The fat man straightened up after resting, and said, "The language of a place changes with time. It's not Tibetan, so is it Tubo?"

"It may also be the language of the tribes near Tibet. At first, there was only one source in that place, but different language branches evolved." Xiaohua guessed. "Boss Jiao has only controlled Leicheng for more than 20 years at most. Before that, other families established Leicheng, so there must be a certain history."

My heart moved, and I asked Xiaohua: "About the family that established Leicheng in history, have you heard any stories?"

Suddenly there was a sound of beeps, and Xiaohua raised her hand to press it.The alarm on the watch rang, which meant that thunder would soon come again.

Xiaohua motioned to stay where she was, and then she thought about it, and the conversation continued: "According to what I heard, the family that established Leicheng, that is, the first Leicheng people, their hearts can perfectly integrate with Leisheng, eliminate Get rid of all barriers...you can reach the highest level without surgical modification, this kind of state is called...'Tianfu'. This word, presumably, has something to do with the Tibetan poets who were given by heaven."

I immediately turned my head to look at Poker Bottle, and said to myself, I got the right number.

"As you know, there are some spiritual things that cannot be explained clearly." Xiaohua continued: "I will try to put it simply, the best state of Tinglei in the legend, the highest state of self-exploration, is actually 'no self' .This is also a point that I find very interesting, what exactly is the 'no-self' in their mouths?"

If it corresponds to the Zhang family... My mind quickly turned, no self, could it be that Ting Lei's voice is somehow related to the loss of soul disease?

It almost hit the bottom of my heart.Poker bottle and I have been with Fatty till now, but he still hasn't recovered much from some distant memories.For example, in the first few fights we played, he suffered from a loss of soul in the middle of the episode, so far he can't remember the details, he can only remember the important clues related to the Zhang family in the fight.

Although those things are very long ago, it is okay to forget them, but in the end it is a lump in my heart.

Because, after all, it's all the bits and pieces we've gotten along with.

The fat man shook the flashlight in his hand, and interrupted: "No-self, I'm afraid this is a concept stolen from another religion, right?"

Xiaohua nodded, "I stole it from Buddhism, and its nature is empty. It was stolen out of context, and only focused on the influence of Tinglei on the individual. No-self means that there is no self, and my consciousness is also integrated with the whole world and even the universe... …without the concept of individuality, neither 'I' nor 'my' experiences have meaning."

A thunder sounded from above, I don't know if it was my illusion, but after jumping down deep, the thunder sounded even louder.

Xiaohua concluded with a sentence: "I have no self, so I don't know who I have loved, and I don't know who I have been loved by."

Xiaohua said casually, looking down at the seemingly bottomless abyss below.The searchlight is illuminating downwards, but it is also very weak, the lonely light can not reach the end, only the interlaced copper pipes glow with a cold metal light.

For a while, no one spoke, only thunder remained.Fatty must also understand that the family is the Zhang family, but the amount of information in those words is a bit large, and it will take time for everyone to digest.Poker bottle was standing by my side, thinking about something quietly.The light from the flashlight never came, so we were standing in the shadows, hiding our expressions.

I don't know who I've loved, and I don't know who I've been loved by.

Chest pain, dull.

I pressed the position of my heart and suddenly felt out of breath.

Only the thunder echoed.

So, why that night, the influence of the thunder can be transmitted to me through the Poker Bottle, leading me to have that dream?Does the contact between each other and the connection between people have any meaning?

In a place out of the light, Poker Bottle touched the back of my hand.Like an electric shock, I came back to my senses.In the dark, I heard thunder far away in the sky, and it thundered again.Is there no meaning to the question of who has loved and loved whom?

I held Poker-fing's wrist backwards, and groped upwards with the other hand, pressed the back of Poker-fing's head, and kissed him.

Can you use this method to let me have that dream again?Can you tell me the answer?