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It's been two weeks since Alex was kidnapped, and there's already been a lot of uproar in the outside world. Neither the police nor the FBI were able to find useful clues, but instead were distracted by some useless information.

The Carpenter couple were so anxious about this situation that they raised the bounty again and again. In the end, some people sued them, saying that many people were indiscriminately providing information in response to this huge reward. This caused the Carpenter to stop raising the bounty and turn around and hire a lot of private investigators to find Alex.

There are also people who pretend to be kidnappers and try to cheat them out of ransom, only to be discovered.

During this period, the police made several appearances of the unidentified juvenile deceased, each time making the media mistakenly believe that it was Alex. Fortunately, they were all found out in the end, and those bodies were not him.

However, this caused the Carpenter family to panic for a day, and in the end, in order to isolate themselves from the outside world, they completely refused all interviews with reporters and police inquiries.

Gradually, there is a rumor that Alex has been brutally murdered and his bones are gone.

"Otherwise, the kidnappers would have called for a ransom."

No matter how much trouble the outside world makes, Alex's sparring with the crazy old eight continues.

Never since that punch had been struck by the Crazy Eight had he shown such a powerful punch in front of Alex. Usually when they practice, that is, you come and go, sometimes Alex can still have a slight upper hand and suppress the offensive of the crazy eight.

"That's what makes it interesting! Come on, come on! We keep fighting. ”

Whenever Alex unexpectedly hits the crazy eight, he always looks happy, and he never sees him lose his temper again.

After a few days, Kane returned, not alone, with whom he was accompanied by a mysterious fellow.

A man in a suit wearing a top hat and a white cloth hood. On the hood, there is a strange pattern, which looks like a huge eye. He wears white gloves on both hands. Almost all the whole body is tightly wrapped, without revealing a single gap.

When they came to the basement, Alex was resting on the bed, and the crazy old man didn't practice boxing with him today.

Seeing someone coming down, Alex quickly stood up, and he heard it, this is not a crazy old man. Rather, there was the footsteps of three people. Kane, Crazy Eight, and the Mystery Man come down together, and they seem to be intent on completing the last part of the mission.

"That's it! The goods have been safely delivered to you. Kane said, pointing at Alex.

The mysterious man walked up to Alex and got so close that he was almost face to face. Alex stared at the mysterious man's hood, which was now unopened and didn't even feel the sound of the other's breathing.

"How does he see the others? Maybe the white cloth has good light transmission. But what about breathing, how is there no breathing. ”

The mysterious man spoke, his voice sounding hoarse: "It is indeed the goal we set, and you have done a good job. ”

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 mystery man nodded and said in agreement, "That's true!" We'll give you double the price. What do you think? ”

Crazy Eight and Kane glanced at each other, they didn't expect the other party to be so generous, and they doubled the price at once. Oh my God, wouldn't that be a few million dollars more? These people are really rich.

"Of course, no problem, then please take your goods! We don't care what happens next! ”

Kane reached out and motioned for the mystery man to take Alex. As long as the other party walks out of the house, their task is considered complete.

"Don't be in a hurry!" The mysterious man pulls a needle out of his pocket. He turned to Alex and said, "Please cooperate, don't resist!" ”

Seeing the needle, Alex's heart suddenly lifted, and he looked at the three of them nervously. He knew that he would never be able to resist, and with Kane and the Crazy Eight present, even one of them could take it.

But look at the needle. He was worried, for fear that the other party would inject him with some unknown medicine.

The huge patterned eyes on the mysterious man's face looked at Alex coldly, as if waiting for him to accept the injection willingly. The mystery man continued to say in his hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid. This needle just makes you fall asleep, not poison. We didn't go to such lengths to invite you because we didn't want a corpse, you know? ”

This didn't make Alex relax at all, but he became even more nervous, listening to the other party's tone, as if he wanted to pull him to do something or something.

Could it be that the secret of the power has been discovered? Could it be that some mad scientist wants to do it himself? Or is it what the mysterious organization is trying to achieve?

Where exactly went wrong, is it an IQ test? Or transistors, computers, movies, or music books?

All of a sudden, Alex was distraught and distracted, not knowing what to do.

The mystery man didn't wait any longer, he walked over, grabbed Alex's right arm, rolled up his sleeve, and inserted the needle into the vein.

Alex came to his senses after being pricked with a needle, and he watched in horror as the potion was injected into his veins.

What to do! What to do! What to do!

After Kane and Crazy Eight saw Alex being injected with the potion, the stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground. They knew that this strange task was finally accomplished.

The effects of the potion work quickly! Alex immediately felt that the world was spinning, and he couldn't stand still.

The mysterious man on the side reached out and gently supported him who was about to fall, and then nodded to the other two people, and just like that, Alex picked up the whole person and walked out.

The crazy old eight shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a pity that there is one less opponent to practice boxing." ”

Kane glared at him and said nothing. They watched the mystery man leave the house, walk to a car, put Alex in the trunk, and drove off.

Alex's brain was running high when he was injected with the potion, and he even used his ability to "trace" to find a way to resist the drug's dizziness.

Many of the methods are prepared before the injection, and these are not used. The only way to do this is that as mentioned in a novel, some masters of physical arts can control the muscles in a way that clamps the blood vessels to prevent the potion from entering the heart, and then finds an opportunity to apply pressure along the blood vessels. Drain the agent.

When the mysterious man injected him with the potion, he feigned pain, tensed 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, it did not attract the attention of others, because the vision of Kane and the crazy old eight was blocked by the mystery man, and the mystery man himself did not look like he had practiced.

But the difficult part is that when you pretend to faint, your body must naturally relax. Once relaxed, the muscles do not pinch the blood vessels. In this way, the medicine immediately flows into the heart and from there into the blood circulation.

At that time, it was said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and while he pretended to be down, the hand that was holding down the blood vessels took the opportunity to slash down. He could feel some of the potion squeezing out along the pinholes in his veins, as his clothes blocked him. So no one saw it.

As for how much of the potion remained in the blood vessels, then he had no way to confirm. At this time, the potion also began to take effect, and he really fainted.

When he came to his senses, he didn't know how many hours had passed, and it was pitch black all around. He tried to get up, but immediately felt that he was locked in a small space. Soon, he was able to perceive that it was the trunk. After all, I had experienced it once before.

"Hands and feet are not tied, which is good!" Alex thought to himself.

He was lying in the trunk, he could feel the car moving forward, and he didn't know where it was. When he woke up, he felt weak, and he could only move until the strength of his hands and feet had recovered.

The trunk was locked, and if it had been Alex from a week ago, it would have been difficult for him to do so. It's different now. Alex has not only been training with the Crazy Eight for so long, but he has also copied all of the Crazy Eight's skills.

If these skills were to be used by Alex in battle, there might be some problems, but if you use them here and have so much time to prepare, you will definitely be able to use their effects. He didn't even use the fierce fist technique of the crazy old eight, just shrunk his body. Using the strength of his legs, he kicked the lid of the entire trunk away with a hard kick out.

This trick is also famous, called "Rabbit Kick Eagle"! This is a strange move, a dangerous move, and a trick in the national arts. It can play the role of breaking thousands of pounds. It can use the power of human arms, waist, and legs at the same time to kick out huge lethality.

As soon as the lid of the car flew out, Alex threw himself directly into the grass on the side of the road, and rolled twice to unload the momentum.

The mysterious man who was driving was already unaware of the kick in the lid of the trunk, and when he turned around, he saw Alex pounce on the side of the road. He let out a loud shout, quickly braked the car, and then came down to find someone.

At this time, it happened to be night, there was no light on the road, and the lights were blind. Whether it's the mysterious man or Alex, everyone can't look far.

Alex was afraid that the other party had a gun or something inexplicable, so he didn't dare to stand up and run away, but lay on the ground and moved slowly. He found a very dense pile of grass to hide, and he didn't dare to come out.

It was a long time before he heard the mysterious man curse viciously, and then drove away. But he still didn't dare to move, so he stayed where he was and waited.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to notice that the mysterious man passed by the grass where he was hiding, and after the other party drove the car away for some distance, he secretly killed him again.

This time, the mysterious man still didn't find Alex, and he sighed and finally left. Alex, who escaped his life, didn't have time to celebrate, so he walked into the bushes overnight, walked a long way, and only collapsed after feeling safe.

Chapter 163: Heart of the Wilderness

The sunlight shone through the trees on a man who had fallen to the ground, and that man was Alex. The blinding light woke him up from his slumber, and he opened his eyes to look at the leaves gently rippling in the breeze, and then sat up with his hands on his body.

Alex looked at his surroundings and felt that it seemed to be a wilderness, and the sun in the sky was about the same as usual.

The dew in the grass dispersed quickly after the sun rose, and although the sun was warm on him, he could tell by the color of the leaves in the jungle that the temperature would not always remain at such a pleasant level at this time.

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

Alex feared that by nightfall, the temperature would drop to a scale he couldn't stand. It was imperative that he find a place to eat and live. In an unfamiliar environment, the need to survive is the most urgent. Although he knew he was not out of danger yet.

Maybe the mysterious man hasn't gone far, maybe the other party is sending other people to find him. It's possible, but now we can only be cautious and wait until we are sure that it is safe to contact 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, and he didn't want to circle in place.

Walked for two hours straight. He was so tired that he was sweating, and when the cold wind blew, he only felt cold all over his body, and he shivered even harder. If he can't find anyone else and arrange a place to stay, I'm afraid he will have a hard time tonight.

Alex didn't know how far he'd come. I saw a black line moving in the distance, and then I heard a loud whistle, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a train.

He hurried towards the railway, and when he got closer, he realized that the train was relatively old, and it was not as fast as he had imagined. Look down the railroad. Alex finally showed signs of being crowded. It was a small site, so small that it was only a row of houses, and behind it were rows of trees, and if you hadn't looked for it, you might have gone unnoticed.

After finding the railway, Alex followed the railroad towards the small train station. The station was empty, and there was not a single passenger. Didn't see the staff either.

"Anyone?" Alex shouted a few times at first, and suddenly remembered that his identity might be revealed. It would be dangerous to be preempted by the kidnappers or mystery groups who got their hands on him.

"Keep a low profile, and don't be recognized."

He had no choice but to find a chair and sit down, and waited for a while. He felt that it was not the way to go on like this. It may be that this station is just a place for the crew or railway staff to rest and stay.

The doors were locked, and the panels weren't very thick enough to kick through with a single kick, but Alex knew that breaking into a house would be shot by his owner for no reason. There are probably more civilians with guns in the United States than bandits with knives.

He didn't want to be shot yet. When you arrive in an unfamiliar environment, the more cautious you are.

In the midst of his thoughts, another train slowly pulled into the station and stopped in the small station.

Several police officers got off the train, and they seemed to be going to fill up water and fuel at the station, and one of them looked strangely at Alex who was sitting in his chair, and shouted a few words at Alex. It's just that Alex felt that it was too unsafe to be in such a place, so he turned around and left, ignoring the people.

"What did he just mean? Seems to be asking where someone has gone? What else? ”

Alex was sure that the officers didn't recognize him, after two weeks of detention in that place, he barely recognized his current appearance.

Messy head, pale face, already looking a little tattered clothes. Luckily, there was enough water in that basement, otherwise he would have been killed by the stench of his body by now, but the clothes were still the same ones he wore at the beginning, and he couldn't change them into new ones.

"Where the hell is this? It looks quite remote, I should have asked those people just now. ”

Alex saw a man sneaking onto the train, which was a train transporting goods, with no other occupants except for a limited number of drivers.

"By the way, pickpocketing, the most important thing now is to get out of this desolate land. As long as you go to a crowded place, you are not afraid that you will not be able to survive. Now Alex feels that survival is the goal, and other things can only be studied slowly in the future.

Avoiding the view of the others, Alex climbed onto the train, which happened to be the same one that the man had climbed on. He was a little surprised when he saw Alex, but he quickly ignored Alex's storage and rested his head on the duffel bag, crossed his legs, and stared at the billowing clouds in the sky.

The car drove slowly, much slower than the train.

Alex found a corner and sat down, looking at the scenery by the railway without saying a word, the sun was getting lower and lower, and the sky was gradually darkening.

As it was nearly nightfall, the train stopped again, this time on a siding line waiting for the train, and a thin, old homeless man climbed into the body of the wagon in which they were located. Upon seeing them, the homeless man was a little startled and seemed to want to change to another body. He hesitated, but finally walked to the other side of the body, lay on his side, his head resting on a small bag, facing Alex and the other man, without saying a word.

Neither of them recognized Alex, who was the protagonist of the kidnapping. This reassured Alex a bit. As long as he is not recognized by others, he can rely on his own strength and quietly return to New York.

By the time the train left again, it was already completely dark, the temperature was starting to get colder, and the fog was blowing in from afar. All three were half cold. What's worse is that Alex has no long things, and his clothes are relatively thin. They huddled on the edge of the body to keep out the cold, and when it didn't work, they all stood up and paced around, jumping up and down, and flapping their arms to ward off the cold.

Luckily, it didn't take long for the train to pull into another sideline located in a small town. Waiting for another meeting car.

Alex stood on the body and looked out for a moment, wondering if he was going to jump out of the car, if he continued like this, he would probably die of cold death on the train. But he was not sure that he would be able to find a kind man willing to take him in in a small town in the dark of night, and it was dangerous to put his hope in the humanity of others in such an unfamiliar environment.

At this time, the first pickpocket 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?" ”

"No problem." The skinny old homeless man replied.

Alex didn't react at first. But he nodded immediately. The man jumped off the train and ran to the high road, and when he returned, he had a bottle of wine in his hand, as well as 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?" I thought you might be interested in some bread and cheese, right? ”

"No problem." The homeless man's voice was soft and thin, as if it came from a distant little throat.

"Thank you!" Alex nodded. Thank you repeatedly. He quickly finished his food, and his body felt a little warmer.

In the second half of the night, the air was getting colder, which kept Alex awake at all. He wondered if the train was heading north. Otherwise, the temperature would not have dropped as suddenly as much as it is now. After stiffening for a while, he thought about it and simply stood up and punched.

Since he had been practicing with the crazy old eight for almost a week, he has also become a little interested in this kind of boxing exercise. During the period of escape, in order to ensure his body and energy, he has never opened his mental space. Now boxing is also practiced according to his own memory, and he does not use his ability to assist.

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

"No," Alex hurriedly swallowed the bread and said, "I'm playing Chinese kung fu, do you understand kung fu?" Kung fu! ”

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

"Cold Mountain? Going to the cold mountain of Hanshan Temple at night? Alex felt a little inexplicable, what does Chinese kung fu have to do with Hanshan.

"Yes, yes, it's him, ah, Hanshanzi is a great monk, what do you say?" The man told a lot of legends about the cold mountains, deeds that even Alex, a Chinese did not know very well, in his mouth.

Hanshanzi?

Alex's understanding of this monk is limited to Han Shanzi being a famous monk in history, and Han Shanzi also has a very good partner, and the two are finally mythologized as the two immortals of harmony. He didn't know anything else, as for Han Shanzi's poems, as well as spiritual thoughts, he had never heard of them.

Maybe he had heard of it, but he didn't want to waste his energy to "trace" about Han Shanzi, so he listened to the other party undeniably.

The man ignored it and told a lot of things about Hanshanzi alone. Because the other party's Chinese is too poor, Alex didn't understand many words. But what was even more surprising was that the man actually recited a passage from the Diamond Sutra in Chinese: "All appearances are false; If you see things that are not like each other, you will see them as they are. ”

Although the sound is not very standard, it can be understood by Alex, the Chinese of the previous life, which shows how hard the other party has put in Chinese.

Through the communication between the two, Alex only knew that the person's name was Jack? Kruac is a young American who calls himself a "Dharma Wanderer".

Deeply influenced by Chinese Buddhist culture, Jack believed that generosity, compassion, wisdom and enlightenment were the most worthwhile values in life, and saw himself as an ancient dervishes dressed in modern clothing. Travel around the world to turn **, accumulate good fruits, and let yourself become a Buddha one day.

Astonishingly, the little old man, having drunk the wine, became in high spirits, and took out a small piece of paper from his bag and showed it to both of them. It was a prayer of St. Teresa. The content is that she will return to this world after she dies and rain roses from the sky, spreading all living things forever and ever.

St. Teresa was a sixteenth-century Christian female saint, Jack explained.

"Where did you get this?"

"I found it a few years ago in a reading room in Los Angeles and I cut it off. I've always had it with me since then. ”

"You take it out to see it when you take the train?"

"I take it out almost every day."

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

Even after such a bizarre thing as crossing over, Alex didn't plan to believe in any gods, he thought that if people needed to believe in gods. Then this so-called God must not be the true God. At most, there are more advanced life forms than them, so from the cosmic level, they are all equal.

Just as life on earth is equal, humans and monkeys belong to life, and I don't see that monkey worships humans.

Fortunately, the old man did not have an in-depth exchange of faith with Jack, he kept a low profile about his religious beliefs, and did not talk much about personal matters. He was a thin, short, quiet tramp, the kind of person that no one would look at on the street.

This allowed Alex to find a chance to get close to Jack. It soon became known that Jack was going to board a train called "Midnight Ghost" the next night, which of course was the name of the homeless man, and the railroad officers called it "Big Zipper".

In order to be able to avoid the mystery man and the killer, Alex decides to ride the "Midnight Ghost" with Jack. Unsurprisingly, Jack was happy with Alex's decision, and he really liked having people to keep him company, not to mention that he knew a lot of people related to China.

Alex first thought Jack was the kind of crazy religious person. However, through the conversation, he realized that Jack was only interested in the Buddhist view of the world, and that he did not know how to follow the precepts of monks. For example. Chinese monks don't eat meat and are very taboo about women, and Jack doesn't refuse both.

The train started again. The wind started to get colder, and it fogged again.

For the next hour and a half, several of them did everything in their power and willpower to keep themselves from freezing or chattering their teeth too much. At first, Jack curled up and meditated on the ground, trying to dispel the cold by meditating on warmth. When this trick didn't work, he jumped up, clapped his hands and feet and sang repeatedly.

Alex wanted to be like them at first, standing up and moving. Later, he saw Jack meditating, so he followed suit. Tong guò doll learned that the crazy old eight had also encountered a similar situation, and at that time he also used a meditation-like way to keep warm.

Alex sat on the ground, meditating on the fact that he was in the heat of the desert, and his whole body was burned by the sun. Amazingly, he soon felt that he was no longer cold, as if he had been able to control the cold and warm perception of his body.

I don't know how long it took, but the sun finally rose and the temperature began to rise gradually, and even if the wind blew, it was just a chill.

Alex jumped with Jack into what they called the "Midnight Ghost", an express car, several times faster than the one they had been in, and if they had been in that situation, they would have frozen into a lump of ice and would never have been able to get off the train again.

Jack also expected this situation, and this time he didn't know where to get a blanket, and 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, and chatting.

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

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

Jack doesn't seem to care much about that war, he cares more about the spiritual world. He thinks that every qiē in this world is an illusion, a existence called "emptiness". Only the self is real, and only by looking for the depths of one's own spirit can we dig out the meaning of life.

Alex is also not easy to make up his mind about Jack's view, if it is before he crosses over, Alex is dismissive of this Buddhist view, he is an atheist. But what was born in him cannot be explained by science.

However, Alex is deeply inspired by Jack's point, and he begins to feel that his journey is not aimless and meaningless.

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

The idea of making a difference flashed through me, and at first it was just a seed, and when it met the sun and rain, the seed would sprout and grow. As a bystander, Alex also gradually understands Jack's thinking: he is not a madman, nor is he a fool.

Jack is just emotionally delicate and sensitive to things in the outside world, and Americans born in this era will inevitably have a sense of confusion among some people. I don't know where I came from, and I don't know why I was born.

Alex is very similar to Jack in this respect. After he came to this world, he was also confused at first, drifting with the crowd, and didn't know what to do. What he does seems to be very powerful, but in fact, he does it at will, without a strong purpose and plan, he thinks of what to do.

After going through the perilous situation, he spends some time with Jack, which makes Alex start to think about his future. If this continues, he may not be able to survive and collapse when he is under more pressure and danger in the future, and eventually, like Jack, only wandering around romantic and aimless travel can relieve the depression in his heart.

When he was separated from Jack, Alex stood in the middle of the wilderness, looked up at the sky, and shouted, "I won't fall, I must take revenge on those who hurt me!" Make this world a better place and more in line with my heart! I am the king of the world! King of the World! ”