Chapter 33: A Trip to Hot Springs
In the middle of the night, I heard the sound of an ambulance, and I opened the curtain to see a doctor in a white coat carrying a man onto a stretcher. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Quick, bring a defibrillator, the patient has ventricular fibrillation."
"Upper ECG monitoring."
"Dr. Li, the patient has no heartbeat."
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Is the kind old woman still gone?
Mingming gave me an orange this afternoon, and I talked and laughed.
I don't know if she was smiling when she left.
She said, smile more, you are happy, and the people around you will be happy.
She said that girls who love to laugh are not too lucky.
Her luck wasn't bad.
I saw a little light in the darkness, and I kept chasing the ambulance and disappeared into the night.
She has been accompanied by someone all her life.
That's nice.
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Final exams are over, and it's time to put going home on the agenda. Before I go home, I have to go to the hot spring that my husband said.
I've never been to a hot spring.
What do you need to prepare?
"Sir, are there any hotels or anything like that?"
"Human, you're not going on vacation."
"Oh, how many days is it going to be?"
"At least three days, if you can't stay for even three days, you can only become a weak chicken."
"Sir, I don't like the word 'weak chicken', don't say it again."
"Hmph. I can't remember what I should remember, and I can't forget what I shouldn't remember. Idiot. ā
"Sir, human memories don't last long."
"Cut, what's my business?"
"Okay, okay, no matter what you're doing. So why do we go at night, doesn't it say that in the mountains, it won't be difficult to walk at night? ā
"Good view at night."
"Are we...... Do you want to eat and sleep in the open? ā
"Human, you talk too much nonsense."
"But ......"
Well, the gentleman's eyes look a little dangerous, and if I ask any more, I will definitely get bitten. Although Mr. said that after absorbing the bead, I will no longer bleed, and the smell of blood can be controlled by me, and I will no longer randomly emit it to attract snakes, rats, insects and ants, but it will still hurt to be bitten.
Actually, what I want to say is that if it's a camper, it's equivalent to camping!
Camping, what a blood-boiling two words. That's synonymous with all kinds of challenging the limit, cultivating feelings, and fighting monsters to upgrade!
It's scary, and it's a little exciting.
In fact, I really think too much.
When my husband took me to the hot spring in the blink of an eye with its ability to "shrink the ground into inches", I found that all my beautiful imagination of the hot spring had turned to ashes.
In the dark of night, I could barely see my surroundings clearly.
It was a small forest that was deserted, surrounded by graves except for plants.
That's right, it's the grave, and it's the grave with a "long history".
Each grave is just a small hill with a few weeds growing in a haphazard manner. No one worshipped, no one worshipped, only a few wooden tablets inserted crookedly. As soon as the wind blew, a wooden tablet fell to the ground with a "bell" sound.
A few crows quacked and flew out of the woods, their wings fluttering unusually clear in the silence of the night.
Desolate, eerie, terrifying, that's the only thing I feel. If I hadn't touched the bracelet on my hand, I would have turned around and run in a panic.
"Sir...... We're not going, we're going...... Do you soak in hot springs? What about hot springs? I heard my voice tremble slightly. This kind of environment, for a seventeen-year-old girl, should be afraid of human nature.
"Human, are you shaking?"
"Ah...... Me, I...... No...... Trembling ......"
"Humans, if you are afraid, you should be honest."
In the darkness, a ghostly light flashed in the gentleman's eyes. I always felt that when my husband said this, his tone was very playful. The gentleman said that the scenery was good at night, but I felt that maybe it was the black factor of the gentleman's belly, and he wanted to see me scared.
"Huh..... Sir, what about the hot springs? Well, it's cold. ā
I stomped my feet and rubbed my hands together, trying to chase away some of the cold that had come with my fear.
However, no matter how much I jumped, my feet were still frozen, and my hands became less flexible.
I looked at my husband and hoped that he would quickly let me take a dip in the hot springs.
The gentleman also looked at me, not speaking or moving.
The winter was already cold, and it was still so gloomy, and the graves around me seemed to be staring at me, which made my scalp tingle. I'm so afraid that something will suddenly come out of the grave. But Mr. put on the bracelet at the moment, did not speak, did not move, and the atmosphere around him was simply terrifying. Just when I finally couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore and wanted to question Mr., he suddenly slid down my wrist and quickly grew in size in front of my eyes, about three or four meters, and stopped.
The silver scales sparkled and stood out in the dark night. Seeing the bigger gentleman, I finally felt a little safe.
My husband looked down at me, and I always felt that something was wrong with that look.
"Follow me."
"Oh."
I saw the gentleman walk to a grave and stop, and did not move for a long time. It's too big and it's facing away from me, and I don't know what's wrong with it.
After a long time, the gentleman's voice rang out.
What it was reading, I couldn't understand. It's just that after it was finished, the atmosphere around it changed. It becomes unusually dignified and depressed.
Suddenly, a woman's beautiful singing voice sounded all around.
The song was ethereal and distant, as if it came from the distant sky, cutting through the space and permeating the woods.
I felt that my body was warm, a little fluttering, and I felt a faint sadness and nostalgia in my heart.
What are you grieving about, and what are you missing?
I do not know.
Suddenly, there was a great light all around, and the whole sky was as bright as day. In an instant, I saw that the words carved on the wooden tablets of the graves seemed to come alive, floating out of the wooden tablets, suspended in the air, revolving around each tomb in a circle, and many noisy voices sounded in my ears, as if so many people were chanting something.
Some unfamiliar images flashed in front of my eyes.
The yellow sand was everywhere, and there was not a trace of green around, and there were scattered houses made of large stones and hay. There was a group of strangely dressed people, wearing hats with feathers on their heads, no clothes on their upper bodies, and short skirts of straw around their waists, and men and women, young and old, holding hands, were circling around a cauldron in the middle. As I spun around in circles, I read something I didn't understand.
Soon, the images disappeared, and the surrounding light dimmed instantly. The whole forest was back to its eerie appearance.