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Left foot heaven, right foot hell.

Standing at a fork in the road, would you choose hell or heaven?

God said that a person will be faced with an opportunity to open the box once in his life, and the key will only appear once. Whether to open it or not is entirely up to your own choice.

What is there in the world in the box, is it death, is it horror, or... accident and surprise.

The key appeared.

Would you choose to open the box?

***

In the center of the wide hall is a half-person-high black wooden box that does not match the surrounding decoration style. It suddenly appeared in the living room at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Its body is pitch black, with dark red patterns, its material is shady, and it exudes an ominous atmosphere faintly. All the people living in the other courtyard subconsciously stay away from it and ignore it.

The owner of the black wooden box opened it the moment it appeared, and ten hours have passed since then.Everyone put down what they were doing and waited impatiently and anxiously in the living room, waiting for the final result of the trial.

A box represents a box world. No one knows what it is, how it appeared, and why it appeared, but its appearance not only brings terror and crisis, but also brings rich rewards and surprises. Although people are afraid of it , hate it, but also flock to it.

Counting from the moment the box appears, twelve hours is its final judgment. If the owner of the box has not appeared for more than twelve hours, then it will completely disappear into this world with the person in the box.

As time passed by, anxiety spread among the crowd. A few people with weak mental capacity had already covered their faces and began to weep, and many cursed in a low voice.

He raised his hand to look at his watch, there were still 5 minutes before twelve o'clock at noon, the box was still silent and there was no movement, and the low sobbing gradually turned into obvious crying. The person with the highest level of box opening in the other courtyard is currently named Luo Changan, and his Adam's apple He choked up and down, took a deep breath, and before he could utter a word, the circles of his eyes were already red unconsciously.

He clapped his hands and announced with difficulty: "Parting is doomed, well, from now on, everything in the other courtyard...will be decided by..." He was talking, when suddenly there was a slight click sound behind him, which was especially special. Eye-catching, everyone focused their eyes on the box in the living room.

The final moment of judgment came, and the lid of the box, which seemed to be welded dead, was tilted up, and a strong smell of blood spread, and the person with a keen sense of smell retched uncomfortably.

In the next second, the box did not disappear, and the smell of blood became stronger, which also meant that the person in the box had successfully opened his eighth box.Everyone burst into ecstasy.

The few people closest to the box frantically rushed to the box, and hurriedly opened the lid. The smell of blood rushed to the face like a heat wave, with a scorching breath.

"Ah!" A person exclaimed suddenly.

Everyone who saw the scene in the box froze in place, their eyes narrowed.

There was a blood man lying in the box. In fact, he could no longer be described as a single person. His limbs were twisted and contracted in the box, his head was drooping, and he was silent.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone burst into tears, and Luo Chang'an was no exception, the tough man's eyes turned red from crying.

Luo Changan suddenly turned over and jumped into the box. With trembling hands, he checked the breath of the person in the box, and there was still breath... There was still breath, that's great, he knew that the person in the box was not dead, so he had to check again and again to be at ease.

He bent down to pick up the person in the box, and shouted, "Call the doctor!"

The others were both surprised and happy, and helped him to lift the person out of the box. The person in the box didn't know what he had gone through. The muscles and bones of his limbs seemed to be broken, as if they had been stirred by a large mixer. A layer of flesh remains.

However, those who successfully passed the box had incredible resilience. After three months, the person in the box recovered as before, but kept secret about what happened in the eighth box.

There is still a long, long time before the opening of the ninth box. Bai Zhou, who is currently the person who successfully opened the eighth box in Nanli Bieyuan, simply packed his bags, bid farewell to his teammates, and prepared to have a talk A walk-and-go trip.

Everyone is very supportive of him, with deep hope that he can have fun and have an unforgettable journey.

***

Late at night in the middle of winter, the airport in the small town of Mog is brightly lit. Because it is located on the border of northern Europe and occupies a small area, it has the most compact airport in the world.

There was no one in the airport lobby, only one or two staff members who were breathing heavily could be seen occasionally.

Bai Zhou came out of the aisle with his simple luggage, facing a gust of cold air, he let out a breath and instantly turned into white mist, as if he could be frozen into ice in the next second.

Because he slept on the plane, he was not sleepy. Because of the suitcase, Bai Zhou was in excellent physical condition. In the coldest place in Northern Europe, he only wore a pair of thermal underwear and a knee-length sweater outside. The down jacket does not wrap itself into a bloated and round ball like the locals or other tourists here.

Before coming here, I have booked a homestay in advance and made an appointment for a check-in time, because the homestay is not far from the airport, and he has the most time to do this most purposeless trip, so he is not in a hurry, so No car appointment.

Walking alone on the streets of the small town of Mogg in the deep winter, it can be seen that the snow on the sidewalk has been cleared, but the heavy snow falls from time to time, and a thick layer of white snow piles up under the feet, and the feet creak when they step on it The creaking sound may be a childlike innocence, or it may be a real panic. Bai Zhou stepped on those places with thick snow, and occasionally jumped from here to there, leaving deep and shallow footprints. The creaking sound is dedicated accompanied him all the way.

puff--

A low and suppressed laughter suddenly came from the silent night, Bai Zhou stopped, lowered the corners of his mouth, and looked around. There was no pedestrian on the street, only occasionally a slow-moving car could be seen.

No one seemed to be there, but where was the laughter coming from?

Bai Zhou didn't feel that he had lost his hearing, as his sense of hearing had always been keen.Squinting his eyes, he scanned the surroundings again, and suddenly his gaze was fixed. He... seemed to... Well, he saw a ball under a warm yellow street lamp.

ball?

Yes, it is indeed a ball.Bai Zhou wanted to laugh inexplicably, it was the first time he had seen someone wrap himself up so thickly, how would he walk, could it be that he had to roll?Moreover, he is dressed in white, so he is not afraid of being buried in the snow, and no one can find him.

Bai Zhou stood on the spot, thought for a while, stepped on the thick snow under his feet and continued to walk forward. After walking about ten steps, he stopped suddenly. He didn't know what he was thinking, and turned sideways with his feet. , walked towards the round ball.Maybe it's idle kindness, or superfluous curiosity at work.

Not long after, Bai Zhou stood in front of the white ball, without asking or disturbing, just lowered his eyes slightly, his dark and deep eyes looked at the white ball under the street lamp with a hint of curiosity.

Bai Zhou was originally tall, and standing in front of the white ball against the light, he almost blocked most of the warm yellow light from the street lamp.

When the light dimmed, it seemed as if the temperature had dropped a little bit, the white ball trembled, and raised its head little by little, the only uncovered eye staring blankly at the vexatious person in front of him.

White ball:"?"

Bai Zhou: "Do you need any help? (Do you need help?)"

Bai Qiu responded with a slow response, because his mouth and nose were hidden under the thick collar, and his voice was muffled and low. He said, "I, I...help? Um, help?...No, thank you... Thank you." He was stumbling, and the English words were a little jerky, probably because he didn't speak English well.

That being the case, Bai Zhou turned around and left, took two steps, and then walked back. In such a remote place, on a deserted street, he could still meet people from the same country, and he didn't know whether to say fate.

Bai Zhou said, "You really don't need help?"

At the moment when Bai Zhou turned and left, Bai Qiu buried himself deeply in the thick clothes again, until the light was blocked again, and a voice came from his ear, he raised his head, and his long eyelashes were alternately hot and cold. A layer of crystal ice crystals had been hung on it, he blinked uncomfortably, and said, "No, thank you."

Bai Zhou asked, "Why are you here?"

Bai Qiu said honestly, "It's too cold, too tired to walk."

Bai Zhou said: "Why don't you go to the hotel?" But he thought in his heart, his patience today is really amazing.

"Can't find the way."

Bai Zhou pointed to the sign on the lamppost: "There are signs on the side of the road."

"can't read."

Bai Zhou: "The phone can translate."

"The phone hibernates."

Bai Zhou: "You can ask passers-by."

"I can't understand what they're saying."

So straightforward, Bai Zhou was a little speechless: "..."

Bai Zhou didn't speak for a long time, and the person under the lamp slowly lowered his head again.The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it could almost be described as a goose feather. Bai Zhou felt that if he was put here like this, maybe tomorrow he could come here to admire the ice sculptures of living people.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the hotel." Bai Zhou never knew that he had such patience, perhaps this peaceful town, this quiet night covered up the cold and heartless side of his heart, and turned his kindness With patience magnified dozens of times.

Bai Zhou said it patiently two more times, thinking in his heart that if the person under the lamp is still indifferent for the third time, then he will not care about it anymore. When he was thinking this way, Bai Qiu actually stood up slowly, and the person under him It's a covered suitcase.

It wasn't until Bai Qiu stood up that Bai Zhou realized that this was a slender young man.

Bai Zhou pulled up his suitcase and the young man's suitcase, and walked forward slowly.

The young man was wearing extremely thick clothes, which flickered as soon as he walked, like a stupid and cute emperor penguin.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." The young man was very polite.

"You're welcome." Bai Zhou said.

The young man said, "My name is Shenhuan."

"Bai Zhou." Surnamed God?It was too rare, Bai Zhou said his name, and stopped after two steps to wait for the stupid penguin behind him.

The town of Moge is not big, but because of the road conditions, the two arrived at the nearest hotel about half an hour later, but they were told that it was full, and the waiter kindly reminded the two that there was another hotel in the town, but it was too late. Already full, suggest that they find other ways, or call the police.

Shen Huan couldn't understand what the two were talking about, and his eyes were a little dazed. After Bai Zhou explained the whole story, his eyes became even more dazed. He paused for a moment, sniffed, and said, "Where are the police?"

Bai Zhou said, "Of course it's the police station."

Shenhuan: "Oh."

Oh and it's over?

Bai Zhou: "..."

Shen Huan took two steps forward, but seeing that the people behind him did not keep up, she turned her head and said, "Aren't you going?" When encountering, trembling and embracing, Bai Zhou stared at the drop of water until it slid down the smooth collar and fell to the ground, blending into the white snow, like a fateful destination.

The author has something to say: Xinkeng, I hope you like it, the long serialized article "I am for the common people"

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