Daomu Biji

I didn't even feel scared, my face was already cold. When I took it off my face, my face was already burning with pain, and I could clearly feel the holes where the fangs were bitten.

I covered my cheek and couldn't believe it. Almost instantly, I felt a numbness spread from my cheek.

I remembered the situation when An Ning died. It felt so sudden and unrealistic at the time. I never thought that I would die at the hands of the same thing.

Soon numbness began to spread throughout my body, and I saw the thing standing there, looking directly at me, and I suddenly realized something was wrong.

This thing is not a rice dumpling. Damn it. Is this thing intelligent?

Then I slowly backed away, thinking that I must tell Xiaohua about the situation here before I die.

I took a few steps back to find the gap. I wanted to scream loudly, but I found that my tongue and throat were all numb. I fell on the package, and the last thing I touched was a piece of pottery.

Just now Xiaohua used this thing to do a load-bearing test.

I picked up a piece and wrote a few words based on my feelings. I didn’t know what I wrote. I felt the snake coiling back on my body again, but I didn’t have the strength to concentrate anymore. It felt like it was getting further away. go.

I was also bitten to death by a snake and would be laughed at by Aning. My last thought was this, I wanted to laugh, but at the moment when everything was about to disappear, I suddenly heard a strange sound.

I was violently dizzy, and at the last moment when my consciousness was about to disappear, everything seemed to have stopped.

I don’t remember what state I was in at the time, but I clearly remember the severe dizziness that made me unable to think. The only times I woke up were for a split second, and all I could think about was: Why am I not dead yet? , I feel so uncomfortable.

I could feel that after a long, long time, someone seemed to be by my side. After that, the dizziness slowly disappeared. When I woke up, I found that Xiaohua and his guys were beside me.

I couldn't feel my body. At first, I felt like I only had one head. I couldn't speak or raise my eyes or make any movements. I could only see them through the slits in my eyes. After a long time, I finally Gradually it slowed down.

I don’t know why I didn’t die, but they helped me up. Xiaohua looked at my expression and said, “You’re lucky, we weren’t able to save you in time—”

"Am I lucky?" I asked curiously.

"Something bit through your face,

Maybe it was a snake, and very little of the venom got into it, but it all stung your mouth. Your speech will definitely be worse in the future. "

I touched my cheek, and sure enough there was tape on it. I touched my neck again, and it was all taken care of.

"Those snakes?" I asked.

He looked around: "It should still be there. All the herbs I brought with me are scattered around. It should be safe here. You have been unconscious for two hours. Stop talking, otherwise the wounds on your face will leave scars." He handed it over again. I drank water and made a sideways movement, "Drink water and turn your face to one side, otherwise it will leak out from one side."

I did as I was told and felt very surprised. For two hours, I felt like I had been unconscious for at least several days. How come such a short time had passed.

I looked around and saw that I was still lying where I fainted. It had indeed not been moved, so it was indeed only two hours.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"It's okay, I didn't encounter the snake. When I came back, I saw you lying here, and then -" he pointed to the ancient corpse that was burned by me on the other side, "and there is it, can't you see, you You're quite capable of fighting. I thought you were dead."

"If I die, the Jie family and the Wu family will be even." I coughed a few times, and he asked me what was going on and how it could be like this.

I briefly told him what had happened. At this time, I looked to one side and saw that one end of a rope was tied to a rotating bearing. The rotating bearing tightened and straightened the rope and hung it in mid-air. I didn't know that the other end was tied to a rotating bearing. Somewhere, this is a simple single ropeway, which has been connected from the gap. It seems that Xiaohua has successfully reached the end of the gap and set up the ropeway.

It seems that he did not come out to see my condition immediately after I fell into coma, but continued to crawl in, entered the end of the gap, completed the scheduled work, and then came out to see if I was dead.

I can't help but feel a little unhappy. I don't know if this kind of psychological quality can be called ruthless or firm. However, it is obvious that for him, he has no psychological burden at all. I finally discovered something different between him and me.

But I didn't show this emotion. I didn't have the physical strength and I didn't want to break some tacit understanding. I know that in this kind of industry, there is no habit of desperately rescuing a companion. This seems to be a kind of contract in advance. Two people agree with each other that if each may be in danger and implicate the other, they can give up the other. This is true in an accident. It will seem very fair until it happens.

It is true that Xiaohua had no idea about my situation at that time. If I were him, I would hesitate whether to go back immediately to save people.

I couldn't help but think of the fat man and the stuffy oil bottle again. If they were here, the black-haired guy would have his head twisted off before scratching my back, or I would see the fat man stepping on those clay pots to wash his hands. Come out and mess everything up, but I will be saved.

At that moment, I felt extremely insecure in my heart, which was even worse than before. Although we are three people now, in fact, I am only responsible for myself. This feeling is very uncomfortable. At the same time, I I suddenly realized why Xiaohua was not grateful that I went into the hole to save him, but was only angry.

He is used to solving problems by himself. Before he did these things, he had already acquiesced that he would not have any backup or any help. He blames no one for his death. Nor do you blame yourself for the death of others.

Is this the old nine gates? I feel a little chilly in my heart.

"This rope is too long. Even if we pull it tighter, our weight will pull the rope into an arc due to torque, and the fixed point where the two sections of the rope are knotted will bear a lot of pressure. I don't know. Will the rope break halfway after climbing up?" He saw me looking at the rope in a daze and said, "So I tied the rope very high at this end of the room, so that the pressure will be more concentrated on this side. .That way, as long as someone is watching, we can know in advance before the rope breaks."

"You sound so fucking professional," I said. "What did you see in there? What does that information room look like?"

"Uh." Xiaohua's face looked a little strange, "I can't describe it. I've never seen that kind of thing."

The look on his face told me that I had to see it myself to know what it was. I sighed and wanted to stand up to see how I was doing. As soon as he moved, his elbow hit something. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was the piece of pottery.

At the same time, I saw something crookedly written on the edge of the pottery fragment.

I remembered that before I fell into coma, I used this piece of pottery to leave a message to Xiaohua. I was so confused that I didn’t know if I had written the message clearly. Now it seems that I have written something.

I glanced at it subconsciously, and suddenly I was stunned.

I found that there were a lot of crooked words on the ground. I felt like I had only written a few words at that time.

I looked at it with a flashlight and found that it was a very long set of numbers.

“189652802200059″

"What is this?" I asked Xiaohua.

"Aren't these your last words?" Xiaohua asked, "I thought they were your card number and password."

"My last words?" I was confused and said to myself, I didn't know what I wrote at the time, and why did I write these numbers?

But looking at the handwriting, I did draw it in one go, and the strokes are very coherent. I couldn't tell my handwriting because it was so sloppy, but I realized it was really me.

This must have been written when I was unconscious, but why are these numbers? ④Read on Tianshu Chinese website