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Dasha decided to go back and study what else in China is not as famous as Fuxian Lake but quite worth seeing, Jia Gongzi is going to prepare code words, and two editors have called to urge the manuscript in the past few days.

Xu Guangling embarked on the journey back.

In fact, he wanted to stay in Yuxi directly, but there were many necessary things left in the previous rented house, and he had not handed over to the landlord, so he had to go back and clean up his hands.

For several years, Xu Guangling did not have a "planned" way to do anything.

People who have no emotional restraint or have lost their emotional bonds may become heroes, unscrupulously moving towards the established goal, they may become monsters, game dust, both good and evil, or they may be like Xu Guangling now, everything seems to be normal, but life has no plan, has lost any clear direction, and exists in a chaotic form, no one knows where he will be and what he will do in the next moment.

Because even he doesn't know it.

The three of them broke up at the Kunming Railway Station, and then ran in different directions. Xu Guangling still took the train from the previous train to return, thanks to the blessing of modern technology, there is no need to queue up to buy tickets, it has been booked early, or even not booked, because now the railway station has opened a lot of self-service ticket windows, and the scene of crowds queuing up to sell tickets is likely to be gone forever.

It took twenty-four hours to come, and it was still twenty-four hours to go back.

About thirty hours later, Xu Guangling returned to his rented place, took a hot shower, and went to sleep.

When I woke up, night had fallen, and I stood at the window as if I didn't seem to think about it, and stood in a daze for more than an hour, and then Xu Guangling turned on the light, sat at the desk and casually looked at the stone that he brought back from the bottom of Fuxian Lake.

The shape of the stone is rectangular, specifically, it is brick-shaped, but it is larger than ordinary bricks, and it is much heavier, quite textured, and when held in the hand, it does not look like a stone, but like a metal block.

Although the stone has been preliminarily cleaned, there are still small potholes on the surface, which are thick moss-like and sediments at the bottom of the lake.

After playing for a while, Xu Guangling took a whetstone from the corner of the desk, intending to polish it.

As for why there is a whetstone, it is very simple, more than a year ago, Xu Guangling bought a complete set of carving tools either out of boredom or out of remembrance. Small carving, such as seals or something, is one of Xu's father's hobbies, out of the ear and eye, this is also Xu Guangling's hobby.

The whetstone is one of the corner tools.

Next, Xu Guangling put the heavy stone on the desk, held the whetstone in his hand and began to flip and polish.

The action is not light or heavy, the speed is slow and calm, purely from the speed, this is really not like a teenager's action, but showing the characteristics of an old man or a master, for example, the slightest frivolity, impatience can not be found, the fixed and rhythmic grinding sound, as if it can continue until the old age.

But after all, it's just a slightly larger stone.

Therefore, although Xu Guangling polished it very carefully and calmly, it still only took less than an hour to polish its six surfaces thoroughly. After careful cleaning again, what appeared in Xu Guangling's hand was an extremely flat and square stone, slightly cyan.

Looking at it again, Xu Guangling couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, because this stone was unexpectedly square, and it could even be said to be extremely square!

It doesn't look like something naturally occurring at all.

Is it really some prehistoric ancient city building stone? But no, it's too small. Or, this is an ordinary green brick, which era fell into Fuxian Lake in the past? But it is still not right, this is obviously not the material of green bricks, much heavier than green bricks, and much more delicate than green bricks.

After thinking about it for a while, Xu Guangling didn't find an answer. Of course, there is no need for an answer.

Unknown, then unknown.

Subsequently, Xu Guangling took the carving knife and planned to use this big bluestone as a small seal, engrave a few words on it, and talk about it as a logo.

"At the bottom of Fuxian Lake, the memory is carried. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Xu Guangling planned to engrave these words.

Although it is said to be engraved as a seal, this is not a seal in the end, and therefore, there is no need to engrave it backwards, and then, Xu Guangling is like writing, using a carving knife as a pen and bluestone as paper, slowly and vigorously "writing".

The material of bluestone is extremely hard, and it is a bit difficult to engrave, but the carving knife in my hand can barely cope with it.

Fu, immortal, lake, bottom.

Remember, remember......

Word after word was completed, Xu Guangling was carving the word "zhi" at this time, which should be the simplest word, only three paintings, and when the third painting was engraved, that is, the leg of the zigzag, suddenly, Xu Guangling lost his hand.

This miss was not Xu Guangling's mistake.

Slow, meticulous and patient, it is normally impossible to make any mistakes, but the reason for the mistakes is that the carving knife has been scratched from the previous extremely hard material, and then the next moment, suddenly, the material has changed dramatically.

As if stabbing an eggshell, the carving knife seemed to transition from the extremely hard bluestone to the tofu or cream.

Nearly one-third of the entire carving knife was submerged in the bluestone.

And just when Xu Guangling was stunned by this unexpected surprise, a misty blue light, which was slightly similar to the color of the bluestone but much deeper and purer, like a small green snake, drilled out of the bluestone with lightning speed, or flashed out, and plunged straight into Xu Guangling's forehead.

If it was stunned before, then Xu Guangling was shocked this time.

No matter how indifferent he is, no matter how he seems to be unconcerned, in essence, he is just a young man after all. In the face of this extremely strange change, Xu Guangling still lost his usual composure.

In an instant, a lot of jumbled ideas popped up.

"This is the treasure of immortals?" Xu Guangling thought of the word "immortal" in Fuxian Lake.

"Am I parasitized by some kind of creature?" Xu Guangling thought of the plot in the movie Xenomorph.

......

The scene just now is by no means an illusion.

Xu Guangling will not deceive himself, let alone think that what happened just now is very ordinary. Although Xu Guangling's body didn't feel anything unusual until now, it didn't mean that nothing would happen. It would be best if nothing happened, but Xu Guangling didn't dare to think so, and his calm thinking didn't allow him to think so.

Is it good, or is it bad?

Naturally, there is no need to say more.

Isn't it bad that he will get up tomorrow, or maybe after a while, he will no longer be him, but will be taken by some kind of creature?

Putting down the bluestone and putting down the carving knife, Xu Guangling came to the window again, silent, and condensed for a long time. At this time, in the morning, the neon lights from far and near flicker, intertwining the bustling night of a modern city.

And how many more times can he watch such a night?

Even, will this be the last time?