Rebirth in America

It has been two weeks since Alex was kidnapped, and the outside world has already made an uproar. Neither the police nor the police were able to find any useful clues. Instead, they were distracted by some useless information.

The Carpenters were really worried about this situation and raised the reward one liter after another. Finally, someone told them that many people were providing information indiscriminately for the huge reward. This prompted the Carpenters to stop increasing the reward amount and hire many private detectives to find Alex.

Some people pretended to be kidnappers and tried to get ransom, but they were discovered.

During this period, the police discovered several unidentified deceased teenagers, and each time the media mistakenly thought it was Alex. Fortunately, it was eventually found out that those bodies were not his.

However, this shocked the Carpenter family. In the end, in order to isolate themselves from the outside world, they completely refused all interviews with reporters and inquiries from the police.

Gradually, there were rumors that Alex had been brutally murdered and his body was completely gone.

"Otherwise, the kidnappers would have called and demanded ransom.

No matter how noisy the outside world is, the sparring between Alex and Crazy Old Eight continues.

Ever since Crazy Old Eight punched that punch, he had never shown such a powerful punch in front of Alex. Usually when they were sparring, that is, you and I were going back and forth, and sometimes Alex could have a slight upper hand and suppress Crazy Old Man's offensive.

"This is the fun! Come on, come on! Let's keep fighting

Whenever Alex unexpectedly hits Crazy Old Eight, he always looks happy and has never seen him lose his temper again.

After a few days of this, Kane came back. He was not alone, there was a mysterious guy with him.

A man in a suit wearing a top hat and a white cloth hood. There is a strange pattern on the hood, which looks like a huge eye. Both of his hands were covered with white gloves, and almost his whole body was covered tightly. No gaps are exposed.

When they came to the basement, Alex was lying on the bed and resting. Crazy Old Man didn't box with him today.

Seeing someone coming down, Alex stood up quickly. He heard that it was not the crazy old man, but the footsteps of three people. Kane, Crazy Old Eight, and the mysterious man came down together, and they seemed to be planning to complete the last part of the mission.

"Okay! The goods have been safely delivered to your hands. Kane pointed at Alex and said.

The mysterious man walked up to Alex and got very close, almost cheek to cheek. Alex stared at the mysterious man's hood. I found that there were no holes on it. He didn't even feel the other person's breathing.

"How did he see other people? Maybe the white cloth transmits light better. But what about breathing? Why didn't he look like he was breathing?

The mysterious man spoke, his voice sounded a little hoarse: "It is indeed the goal we set. You have completed the task well.

Kane couldn't deny it. He touched his chin: "Then your price should be higher. According to the plan, you have already come to receive the goods.

The mysterious man nodded and said in agreement: "Indeed! We will give you double the price, what do you think?"

Crazy Old Man and Kane looked at each other. They didn't expect that the other party would be so generous, and they immediately doubled the price. Gosh, wouldn't that cost millions more? These people are really rich.

"Of course it's no problem, then please take your goods away! We won't care what happens next!"

Kane held out his hand. Signaling for the mysterious man to take Alex away. As long as the other party walks out of the house, their mission is completed.

"Don't be anxious yet!" The mysterious man took out a needle from his pocket. He faced Alex and said, "Please cooperate and don't resist!"

Seeing the needle, Alex's heart suddenly lifted. Looking at the three of them nervously. He knew that he would never be able to resist. With Kane and Crazy Old Eight present, he could bear even if one of them took action.

But looking at the needle, he was worried, fearing that the other party would inject him with some unknown medicine.

The huge patterned eye on the mysterious man's face looked at Alex coldly, as if waiting for him to accept the injection willingly. The mysterious man continued to say in his hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, this needle is just to make you sleep, it is not a poison. We spent so much effort to invite you, not because we want a corpse, do you understand?"

Such words did not make Alex relax at all, but instead made him even more nervous. From the other person's tone, it seemed as if he was trying to get him to do an experiment or do something.

Has the secret of the superpower been discovered? Is it some mad scientist who wants to conduct his own experiments? Or what purpose does the mysterious organization want to achieve?

What exactly went wrong with the IQ test? Or transistors, computers, movies or music books?

For a moment, Alex was upset, full of distracting thoughts, and didn't know what to do.

The mysterious man didn't wait any longer. He walked over, grabbed Alex's right arm, rolled up his sleeve, and inserted the needle into the blood vessel.

Alex woke up only after being pricked by the needle. He watched in horror as the medicine was injected into the blood vessel.

what to do! what to do! what to do!

After Kane and Crazy Old Eight saw Alex being injected with the medicine, the stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground. They knew that this strange mission was finally completed.

The effect of the potion works quickly! Alex immediately felt like the world was spinning and he couldn't stand still.

The mysterious man on the side stretched out his hand to gently support him who was about to fall, and then nodded to the other two people, then lifted Alex up and walked out.

Crazy old man shrugged and said: "It's a pity that we don't have an opponent to practice boxing with."

Kane glared at him but said nothing. They watched the mysterious man leave the house, walk to a car, put Alex in the trunk, and drive away.

When Alex was injected with the drug, his brain was running at high speed, and he even used his "retrospective" ability to find ways to resist the drug's stun.

There are many ways to make various preparations before injection, but these are not needed. The only useful method is mentioned in a novel. Some physical skills masters can control the muscles to clamp the blood vessels to prevent the medicine from entering the heart, and then find opportunities to apply pressure along the blood vessels to expel the medicine. .

When the mysterious man injected him with medicine. He pretended to be in pain, tightening the muscles in his arm, and then took the opportunity to press the blood vessels in his arm with his other hand. At this time, no one else noticed, because the sight of Kane and Crazy Old Eight was blocked by the mysterious man, who did not look like he had practiced.

But the difficult part is that when pretending to faint, the body must relax naturally. Once relaxed, the muscles will not clamp the blood vessels. In this way, the medicine will flow into the heart immediately and then enter the blood circulation.

At that time, it was said that it was too late and that was too soon. He was pretending to fall at the same time. The hand that was pressing on the blood vessel took the opportunity to slide downward. He could feel part of the medicine being squeezed out along the needle holes in the blood vessels. Because there are clothes blocking it. So no one saw it.

As for how much medicine remained in his blood vessels, he had no way of confirming it. At this time, the medicine also started to take effect, and he really fainted.

When he woke up, he didn't know how many hours had passed. It was dark all around. He wanted to get up, but immediately found that he was locked in a small space. Soon, he was able to realize that this was the trunk of the car. After all, he had experienced it before.

"My hands and feet are not tied, that's good!" Alex thought to himself.

He was lying in the car, and he could feel the car moving forward, and he didn't know where he was now. When he woke up, he felt weak all over and could only wait until the strength of his hands and feet was restored before he could move.

The trunk is locked. If it were Alex a week ago, this question alone would probably stump him. Things are different now. Alex has not only been sparring with Crazy Old Eight for so long, but has also copied all of Crazy Old Eight's skills.

If Alex uses these skills in battle, there may be some problems. But when used here, with so much time to prepare, it will definitely be able to exert its effect. He didn't even use the fierce Bajiquan technique that Crazy Old Eight used back then. He just contracted his body, used the strength of his legs, and kicked off the entire trunk lid with one push.

This trick is also very famous, called "Rabbit Kicks Eagle"! This is a strange, dangerous and unique move in Chinese martial arts. It can play the role of breaking a thousand pounds with four ounces, and can use the strength of human arms, waist, and legs at the same time to kick out huge lethality.

As soon as the car lid flew out, Alex threw himself directly towards the grass on the roadside and rolled twice before losing the momentum.

The mysterious man who was driving was unable to notice when the car lid was kicked off. When he turned around, he happened to see Alex throwing himself towards the roadside. He shouted loudly, stopped the car quickly, and then got out to look for someone.

It happened to be night at this time, and there was no light on the road, so it was dark. Whether it's the mysterious man or Alex, no one can see far away.

Alex was afraid that the other party had a gun or something inexplicable, so he never dared to stand up and run away. Instead, he lay on the ground and moved slowly. He found a very lush pile of grass to hide, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

After a long time, he heard the mysterious man curse fiercely and then drove away in his car. But he still didn't dare to move and stayed where he was and waited.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to notice the mysterious man passing by the bushes where he was hiding. The man actually drove away for a distance and then secretly shot back.

This time the mysterious man still couldn't find Alex. He sighed and finally gave up and left. Alex, who had escaped from death, had no time to celebrate. He walked into the bushes overnight and walked for a long distance before falling down when he felt safe.

Chapter 163 Heart of the Wilderness

The sun shines through the trees onto a man lying on the ground. That man is Alex. The dazzling light woke him up from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and looked at the leaves rippling gently in the breeze, and then sat up with his hands on his body.

Alex looked at the surrounding environment and found that it seemed to be a wilderness, and the sun in the sky was almost the same as usual.

The dewdrops in the grass evaporated quickly after the sun rose. Although the sun shone warmly on him, he could tell from the color of the leaves in the jungle that the temperature at this time of year would not always remain at such a pleasant level. superior.

"I must have been too tired last night, otherwise I would have woken up from the cold," Alex thought.

Alex was worried that at night, the temperature would drop to a level that he couldn't stand. His first priority was to find a place to eat and live. In a strange environment, the need for survival is the most urgent, although he knows that he is not out of danger yet.

Maybe the mysterious man hasn't gone far yet. Maybe the other party is sending out other personnel to look for him. Everything is possible, but now we can only be cautious and wait until we are sure it is safe before contacting our family.

He didn't know where to find people, so he could only walk in the direction of the rising sun, using the sun as a directional sign to avoid going in circles.

After walking for two hours in a row, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. When the cold wind blew, his whole body felt cold and he shivered. If you can't find anyone else. Arrange a place to stay. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to survive tonight.

Alex didn't know how far he had gone. I saw a black line moving in the distance, and then I heard a loud whistle. When I looked carefully, I saw that it was a train.

He quickly ran towards the railway. As I got closer, I realized that the train was of an older style and the speed was not as fast as expected. Looking along the railway, Alex finally found signs of human habitation. It was a small site, so small that it only had a row of houses, and behind the houses were rows of trees. If you didn't look for it specifically, you might have missed it.

After finding the railway, Alex followed it. Walk towards the small train station. The station was empty, not a single passenger and no staff in sight.

"Is there anyone there?" Alex shouted several times before suddenly remembering that his identity might be exposed. If the kidnappers or the mysterious organization get the news about him first. That would be too dangerous.

"Be low-key and don't be recognized as a last resort.

He had no choice but to find a chair and sit down. After waiting for a while, he felt that continuing like this was not an option. Maybe this site is just a place for flight attendants or railway staff to rest and stay.

The doors were all locked, and the door panels were not very thick and could be broken through with just one kick, but Alex knew that if he broke into a house forcefully, the owner would shoot him without asking the reason. There are probably more civilians with guns than gangsters with knives in the United States.

He didn't want to be jumped by someone's gunshot yet. When he entered an unfamiliar environment, he had to be more cautious.

While I was thinking wildly, another train slowly drove into the station and stopped at the small station.

Several police officers got off the train. They seemed to be refilling water and fuel at this station. One of them looked at Alex sitting on the chair strangely and shouted a few words to Alex. But Alex felt it was too unsafe to show up in such a place, so he turned away and ignored those people.

"What did he mean just now? It seemed like he was asking where someone had gone? What else?"

Alex was very sure that the policemen did not recognize his identity. After all, he had been detained in that place for two weeks, and even he could hardly recognize his current appearance.

Messy hair, pale face, and already somewhat tattered clothes. Fortunately, there was enough water in the basement, otherwise he would definitely be suffocated to death by the stench on his body, but his clothes were still the same as before and he couldn't change them to new ones.

"Where is this place? It looks quite remote. I should have asked those people just now.

At this time Alex saw a man sneaking onto the train. This was a freight train with no other passengers except a limited number of drivers.

"By the way, pick up the car, the most important thing now is to leave this desolate land. As long as you go to a crowded place, you are not afraid of not being able to survive. Now Alex feels that survival is the primary goal, and other things can only be done slowly in the future. Go and research.

After avoiding the sight of others, Alex also climbed onto the train, which happened to be the carriage that the man climbed onto. When he saw Alex, he was a little surprised, but he quickly ignored Alex's presence, rested his head on the duffel bag, crossed his legs, and stared at the rolling clouds in the sky.

The car drove slowly, much slower than the train in my memory.

Alex found a corner and sat down, silently looking at the scenery beside the railway. The sun was getting lower and lower, and the sky was gradually getting darker.

When it was almost nightfall, the train stopped again, this time on a siding to wait for another train to meet. A thin, old homeless man climbed onto the truck bed where they were. When he saw them, the tramp was a little surprised. He seemed to want to change to another truck, but he hesitated. Finally, he walked to the other side of the truck and lay on his side, resting his head on a small bag, facing Alex and the other person without saying a word.

Neither of them recognized Alex and discovered that he was the protagonist of the kidnapping case. This made Alex feel a little more at ease. As long as he was not recognized by others, he could rely on his own strength to return to New York quietly.

When the train set off again, it was completely dark. The temperatures are starting to get colder too. Fog blew in from a distance. The three of them were half cold to death. What's even worse is that Alex has nothing to wear and his clothing is relatively thin. They huddled tightly on the edge of the carriage to keep out the cold, but when that didn't work, they all stood up. Walk up and down, jump up and down, and flap your arms to keep the chill away.

Fortunately, not long after, the train entered another siding in a small town, waiting for another meeting.

Alex stood on the side of the car and looked out, thinking about whether to jump off the train. If this continued, he might be cold to death on the train. But he was not sure that he would be able to find a kind person willing to take him in in a dark town. In this unfamiliar environment, it was a dangerous behavior to place hope on other people's humanity.

at this time. The first car-picking accomplice said to the two of them: "I want to buy a bottle of wine. Can you help me keep an eye on my luggage?"

replied the thin, old homeless man.

Alex didn't react at first, but he nodded immediately. The man jumped off the train and ran toward the highway to wait for his return. Holding a bottle of wine in hand along with some bread and sweets.

At this time, the little old man sat cross-legged and took out a can of sardines from his bag. As soon as the man came up, he said to the two of them: "How about some wine to warm up the body? I think you might be interested in eating some bread and cheese?"

"It goes without saying that the tramp's voice was very soft and thin, as if it came from a distant little throat.

"Thank you!" Alex nodded and thanked him repeatedly. He finished the food quickly and felt a little warm.

In the second half of the night, the air became colder and colder, making Alex unable to sleep at all. He wondered if the train was heading north, otherwise the temperature wouldn't have dropped as much as it did now. After being hard for a while, he thought about standing up and boxing.

Since sparring with Crazy Old Man for almost a week, he has become somewhat interested in using boxing to exercise his body. During the time he escaped, in order to ensure his physical strength and energy, he never opened up his mental space. Now his boxing exercises are based on his own memory, and he does not use abilities to assist him.

The man who came back from shopping seemed to be very interested in Alex's boxing skills. During the interval of boxing, he handed over a piece of bread: "Are you doing karate or taekwondo?"

"No," Alex quickly swallowed the bread and said, "I play Chinese Kung Fu. Do you understand Kung Fu? Kung Fu!"

"Aha, Chinese Kung Fu! I know, it's very powerful! I also know that there is a Chinese who is very powerful, his name is..." The man suddenly became excited and said a certain name.

"Hanshan? Hanshan at Hanshan Temple at night?" Alex felt a little baffled as to what the relationship between Chinese Kung Fu and Hanshan was.

"Yes, yes, that's him. Ah, Han Shanzi is a great monk, what do you think?" The man told a lot of legends about Han Shan, deeds that even Alex, a Chinese, didn't know much about. , all came out in his mouth.

Hanshanzi?

Alex's understanding of this monk was limited to the fact that Han Shanzi was a famous monk in history, and that Han Shanzi also had a very good friend, Shituan. The two people were eventually mythologized as two immortals in harmony. He was not very clear about other things. As for Han Shanzi's poems and spiritual thoughts, he had never heard of them.

Maybe he had heard of it, but he didn't want to waste energy "tracing back" about Han Shanzi. He listened to the other party's story without comment.

The man ignored him and talked a lot about Han Shanzi alone. Because the other party's Chinese was so poor, Alex didn't understand many words. But what is even more surprising is that the man actually recited a section of the Diamond Sutra in Chinese: "All appearances are false; if you see all appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata."

Although the pronunciation is not very standard, it can be understood by Alex, a Chinese in his previous life, which shows how much hard work the other party has put into Chinese.

Through the exchange between the two, Alex learned that the man was Jack Kerouac, an American young man who called himself a "Dharma Wanderer."

Jack is deeply influenced by Chinese Buddhist culture and believes that charity, compassion, wisdom and enlightenment are the most worthy pursuits in life. He sees himself as an ancient dervish wearing modern clothes, traveling around the world. Use rotation to accumulate good results, so that one day you can become a Buddha.

Surprisingly, after drinking the wine, the little old man became more enthusiastic and took out a small piece of paper from his bag to show them both. It was a prayer written by St. Teresa, which said that after her death she would return to this world and rain roses from the sky over all living things forever and ever.

Saint Teresa was a Christian female saint from the sixteenth century. Jack explained.

"Where did you get this?"

"I found it a few years ago in a reading room in Los Angeles while flipping through a magazine. I cut it off. I've had it with me at all times since.

"You always take it out to read when you take the train?"

"I take it out and look at it almost every day

Alex looked at the radiant expressions of the two people and his scalp felt a little numb. These days, he was not afraid of thieves and robbers, he was afraid of fanatical religious elements. This is a group of people who can be equated with terrorists. They can do things that ordinary people can't imagine for the sake of an illusory religious belief.

Even after experiencing such a bizarre thing as time travel, Alex has not yet planned to believe in any gods. He believes that if people need to believe in gods, then this so-called god must not be the true god. At most, they are life forms that are more advanced than them, so from a cosmic perspective, they are all equal.

Just like all life on earth are equal, humans and monkeys all belong to life, and I don’t see that monkey worshiping humans.

Fortunately, the old man did not have an in-depth exchange of religious beliefs with Jack. He was very low-key about his religious beliefs. He didn't talk too much about personal matters. He was a thin, short, quiet homeless man, the kind of guy no one would give a second glance on the street.

This gives Alex an opportunity to get close to Jack, and he soon learns that Jack is going to take a train called the "Midnight Ghost" the next night. Of course, this is the name of the tramp, and the railway staff call it the "Big Zipper" ".

In order to avoid being tracked by mysterious people and killers. Alex decides to ride the Midnight Ghost with Jack. As expected, Jack was very happy with Alex's decision. He really enjoyed the company of someone, not to mention that this person knew a lot about people related to China.

At first, Alex thought Jack was that kind of crazy religious person, but through conversation, he realized that Jack was just interested in the Buddhist view of life. As for the precepts among monks, he didn't know much about it. Will comply. For example, Chinese monks do not eat meat and are also very taboo about female sex. Jack is open to both of these.

The train started moving again. The wind started to get colder and it became foggy again.

For the next hour and a half, they tried their best to keep themselves from freezing or having their teeth chatter too much. It started with Jack huddled on the ground meditating, trying to ward off the cold through the warmth of meditation. When this didn't work, he would jump up, flap his hands and feet repeatedly, and sing.

At first Alex wanted to stand up and move like them. Later he saw Jack meditating and he meditated too. I learned through the doll that Crazy Old Eight had also encountered a similar situation, and at that time he also used a method similar to meditation to keep warm.

Alex was sitting on the ground, meditating that he was in the hot desert, and his whole body was extremely hot from the sun. Surprisingly, he soon felt that he was no longer cold, and it seemed that he could control his body's cold and warm sensations.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun finally rose, and the temperature gradually began to rise. Even if the wind blew, I would only feel a chill.

Alex and Jack jumped onto the "Midnight Ghost" they were talking about. This was an express train that was several times faster than the one they took before. If they encountered the same situation as before, they would be killed. I was frozen into a lump of ice and could no longer get off the train.

Jack also expected this situation. He got a blanket from nowhere this time, and also bought a few pieces of bread and a bottle of vodka. At night, the two of them wrapped themselves in blankets, eating bread and drinking wine while chatting.

After the two of them got off the train, they walked along the road, eating and resting on the beach along the way. Alex learned the name of this place from Jack, and they were now on the beach in Santa Barbara.

They talked about life, women, the meaning of life, etc. There was also talk of the "Korean War," people who died in the war, and so on.

Jack didn't seem to care much about the war, he was more concerned about the spiritual world. He believes that everything in this world is an illusion and an existence called "emptiness". Only the self is real, and only by searching deep into one's own spirit can the meaning of life be unearthed.

As for Jack's point of view, Alex is not allowed to jump to conclusions. If he had not traveled through time, Alex would have dismissed this Buddhist view. He was an atheist. But what happened to him cannot be explained by science.

However, Alex was deeply inspired by Jack's point of view, and he began to feel that his time travel was not aimless and meaningless.

"This should be the action of the great will of the universe! I should do something, I can't go on like this," Alex thought to himself.

The thought of making a difference flashed across my mind. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net It was just a seed at first. When the seed encounters sunshine and rain, it will surely sprout and grow. As a bystander, Alex gradually understood Jack's thinking: he was not a madman, nor a fool.

Jack is just emotionally delicate and sensitive to external things. Some Americans born in this era will inevitably feel confused. I don’t know where I came from or why I was born.

In this regard, Alex is very similar to Jack. After he came to this world, he was confused at first, drifting with the crowd and not knowing what to do. Everything he did seemed powerful, but in fact he did it randomly, without any strong purpose or plan, and just did whatever came to his mind.

After experiencing the danger and spending some time with Jack, Alex began to think about his future. If this continues, when he is under greater pressure and danger in the future, he may not be able to survive and collapse. In the end, just like Jack, only romantic and purposeless travel can relieve the depression in his heart.

After he and Jack separated, Alex stood in a wilderness. He looked up at the sky and shouted loudly: "I will not collapse. I must avenge those who hurt me! Let this The world becomes a better place and becomes more to my liking! I am the King of the World! The King of the World!”