When I was confined to a small space, it was similar to a Buddhist monk's retreat. The difference is that the retreat person always has a lot of room to move outside, whether it is in a clean room or in an ancient cave deep in the mountains, but right now, I am living in a transparent cocoon, with no more than half a foot around me to move freely.

"Cultivation in the cocoon room" is the most suitable way to introspect, reflect, be alone, and dig deep as recorded in ancient books, but ordinary practitioners simply cannot do it under normal circumstances.

Everything in the world has its two sides, and being trapped is quite scary, but it forced out the potential in my body, and I suddenly realized such a thing - "The murals of the Mogao Grottoes are not murals in the ordinary sense, but real, imprisoned characters." When they are transformed from living people to murals under certain special circumstances, they constitute the 'best and only works' that the painter can never create with his brush. The reason why the murals of the Mogao Grottoes are unique in the world is because the characters in the murals are full of unexplained charm and aura - there are wax museums for living people abroad, and that case seems to be able to be used as circumstantial evidence......"

A person's knowledge always has an extended boundary, and at a certain point, when the theory is exhausted, it is impossible to explain a certain thing or a certain truth. It is precisely because of this that the ancient poets had the sigh of "wanting to be poor for a thousand miles and go to the next level".

With my current vision, I can only see "living people become murals", but I can't go further to explain "how living people become murals".

"Am I going to be trapped in the rock wall too?" Denki asked.

His emotions have calmed down, which is exactly what I would like to see.

"No, it won't." That translator said.

"Hehe, is there a more cruel torture waiting for me than being confined to a stone wall?" The electric falcon immediately displayed a sense of acumen beyond the ordinary.

"Yes, but I don't think it's torture, it's a wonderful encounter. Mortals will never enjoy that kind of treatment, it is a state that is infinitely close to eternal life, and if you only touch it once, you will never forget it. The translator said.

I observed his facial expression, a state of extreme longing, infinite yearning, like that of an anxious desert traveler talking about an oasis.

"Where are we going? Where is the Earth less well known? Electric Hayabusa asked.

The thinking patterns of wise men are the same, and these two questions are also the questions I want to ask the most.

Of course, I also have the answer, that is, - "the mysterious entrance to the Arctic Circle, the second kind of man on earth".

In the history of the Sui and Tang dynasties, the envoys of the Liugui Kingdom claimed to be from "under the ice ocean of the North Sea", and every year at a fixed date and hour, the sea "opened the ice ocean, the water was like a ladder, a hundred feet high, and the whole month was like day", and they entered and exited from there.

Among them, "the whole moon is like day" is actually the "polar day" phenomenon of the earth. Ancient people thought it was magical and weird, but modern people have become accustomed to it.

Similarly, the phenomenon of large holes in the sea water and the water potential like a ladder has also occurred in Bermuda's Devil's Delta, which scientists interpret as "geomagnetic anomalies".

If this translation is true, the electric falcon will soon experience the magical taste of going deep into the interior of the earth. Of course, he may never return and become another head of state who disappeared in the mountains of the Caucasus, providing headline material for the state and international media of the northern powers for a period of time.

"You must know, and they must know." The interpreter raised his hands and looked towards the stone wall.

I squirmed with difficulty, twisted my arms and fumbled for the short gun in my pocket.

The space outside my body was so narrow that I couldn't even bend my wrist and pull out the short gun, so I could only cover my right palm over the short gun, and put my index finger into the trigger hole and pull the trigger back.

I took a deep breath and allowed my body to shrink, leaving enough room for the muzzle to be in a straight line so as not to injure myself by mistake.

As I did this, I carefully observed the people who were also imprisoned.

I'm sure they must have thought of using a sharp weapon to break through. It's a pity that most of them are politicians and conductors, not like me, who are both rangers from China, who have been practicing kung fu for a long time and have enough control over their bodies.

In the process of continuous inhalation and turning, the short gun moved several times, and was already aimed at the front barrier.

"Let's go out and talk, here, I'm almost suffocating my breath." Electric Falcon said.

He took the lead and walked out, and the interpreter didn't think much of it, and quickly followed.

As they disappeared into the staircase, I inhaled deeply.

When a pistol is fired in an enclosed space, it produces a small amount of toxic gases. I had to be prepared in advance and not shoot blindly in a row.

The first shot, after the bullet was discharged, flew a meter and a half, embedded in the transparent barrier.

I was pleased to see that the warhead was "embedded" and not bounced off when it encountered an obstacle. This shows that the barrier can be torn apart by the penetrating force of the warhead, which is equivalent to a soft-shell body armor.

The smell of the bullet was so bad that it almost all got into my nose. I didn't hesitate any longer, pulled the trigger eleven times in a row, and shot the whole *.

At first, I couldn't breathe because of the strong* smell, but all of a sudden, the barriers were torn and the cold, fresh air from outside poured in.

I squeezed forward as hard as I could, first with my head out, then with my shoulders and arms, and then my body twisted with all my might, and I broke out of the stone wall and fell heavily to the ground.

It took at least thirty breaths before my mind cleared up, and I didn't have time to look back at the stone wall, so I got up and flashed to the side of the staircase entrance.

The sound of gunfire must have alarmed the interpreter, and if he returned the way he came, he would be dead.

I took a half-kneeling position, my head sank, my right ear was close to the ground, and I waited for the footsteps on the stairs outside.

As I expected, half a minute later, a rush of footsteps came from downstairs. At the same time, the man pulled the bolt while running, and the bullet was loaded.

I didn't give the interpreter a chance to open his mouth and shoot, and the moment his right foot crossed the staircase, I took him down with my left hand, and sliced his right palm vertically, hitting him right in his Adam's apple.

Then, with a backhand copy, I grabbed the short gun he was holding in my own hand, still kneeling, aiming at the outside of the staircase.

I have just experienced a "careless Jingzhou", and it is impossible to make a mistake again.

The second time there was footsteps on the stairs, and it was the Electric Falcon.

"I'm not wrong, I want to trap Long Fei, it's too wrong." The electric falcon did not forget to tease the translation of the fainting past.

We didn't have time to explain to each other, so we immediately returned to the stone wall.

The stone wall is indeed transparent, from the outside, so many people of various appearances, various dresses, various postures, and various expressions are placed in the transparent stone wall at the same time, which is both strange and spectacular.

This situation resembles a group of large-scale three-dimensional sculptures, but it cannot be named.

If you think about it, it is really too terrifying and weird for countless people to be imprisoned in a cocoon-like space, living a long and humiliating life, unable to free themselves from their bodies or their lives.

I've been through all of this firsthand, and I've come to understand how much the Demon Hunters have done to us humans.

"We have two options." Electric Falcon said.

I immediately answered: "Either you don't enter the tiger's den, or you get the tiger, right?" ”

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger" is originally a sentence, but it represents two choices. "Not entering" means avoiding danger and seeking stability, while "Yande" represents radical seeking and chasing to the end.

The electric falcon had just gotten rid of the control of the translator, but he didn't feel frightened at all, but immediately formulated the principle of operation: "Long Fei, this is the only and best chance to get close to the truth. That's why I've been standing here without giving the order to call for men. ”

"It's too risky." I understood what he was thinking.

The interpreter said that to bring the electric falcon to the entrance of the Arctic Circle, it is a great opportunity to go deep into the tiger's den. If you want to defeat the other party, you have to take risks.

In the past few years when the electric falcon has been in power, internal and external troubles have been endless. International observers have pointed out that the Falcon is looking for a one-for-all strategy to fundamentally reverse the decline of political laxity and economic weakness.

"I want to try." Electric Falcon said.

"How can I help you?" I asked directly.

For Xiaoxiong, what he needs is support rather than sympathy, and not pointless exhortation. Now, I am fully assisting him, which is the greatest respect for a man of the day.

"Follow me with all your might, and find the entrance to the other party's secret realm. If something happens to me, I will notify the military and bomb it with the heaviest firepower in reckless turns, so as to ensure that there will be no further trouble. Electric Falcon said.

This is a good way to do it, and it is the most appropriate way to deal with it at the moment.

Otherwise, once the Demon Hunters retreat and retreat into the shadows, they will never be able to regain the clues.

"Okay, I'll hide it first." I say.

To be on the safe side, I climbed all the way up from the outside of the building, climbed to the top, chose a position that could take into account both the inside and outside of the building, prostrate myself, and waited quietly.

Things became very delicate, and both sides put on a cautious and tentative posture, each with a back hand.

"If the electric falcon dies, the big northern country will be in chaos." I thought silently in the bottom of my heart.

The Pentagon wants to see this the most, because the electric falcon is the soul of a great power, and only he dares to face the American Pulsatilla without fear, blood for blood, tooth for tooth, and frequently fight back against the Pentagon's hegemonic behavior on various battlefields around the world.

"With his own strength, he can really find an underground secret place suitable for human survival...... In that case, he will be the most suitable hero to win the Nobel Peace Prize, and solve the biggest contradiction of human existence on the earth at once, and at least for a thousand years, he will not have to worry about the problem of land and food...... Even if he sacrificed his life for the sake of justice, he at least contributed a signpost to the Arctic Circle for those who came after him, made a significant contribution to human development, and became a peerless hero forever remembered by mankind.

In this sense, I admire the electric falcon.

He is at least a good man who "does things, behaves, has courage, and has knowledge", takes the lead, and is never exaggerated, and deserves my thumbs up.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, I didn't notice any planes or convoys approaching, only the two bodyguards rushed from the center of town and rushed into the building.

They are with the electric falcon, but they are afraid that their lives will be in danger, after all, the other party only wants to hold the electric falcon hostage, and other idle people, etc., will definitely be solved on the spot.

Three minutes later, two bodyguards ran out with the electric falcon and ran to the place where the helicopter was parked.

I was a little puzzled, they did this, it was tantamount to showing that the Falcon had given up the idea of going deep into the tiger's den, leaving me alone and running for my life alone.

"How so?" I looked at the helicopter from afar, expecting a new twist. Unfortunately, after the three people got on the helicopter, the propeller accelerated, and then the plane slowly lifted off into the air and left directly.

"Huh?" I can't imagine what the two bodyguards said to the Falcon so that he left alone before he had time to say hello to me.

"Something big must have happened...... I had to leave the roof and go back to the stone wall.

The translator was still lying still, motionless.

It took 30% of my strength to cut his Adam's apple, which was equivalent to the extreme mercy of my subordinates, so that it did not cause him fatal injury.

Of course, as long as I moderately stimulate his temples, Baihui acupoints, jade pillow acupoints and large vertebral acupoints, he will wake up instantly.

The essence of Chinese kung fu lies in "integration", and only by combining a variety of kung fu can the best results be achieved.

The stone wall has been darkened, and it has returned to its original appearance of half smooth and half uneven.

Since there is nothing unusual about the stone wall, if you want to get information, you have to rely on the translator.

I stepped back to the interpreter and leaned over slowly, ready to wake him up.

Suddenly, I saw that his eyes were half-open, and there was a smile on his face. What's even more strange is that his breathing has stopped, and under his nose, there is not a trace of breath coming in or out.

"How could it be...... He died, who killed him? Is it an electric falcon? No, no, no, it's the two bodyguards just now! "I immediately figured out the first question.

Then came the second question: "Denfalcon knows the importance of translation, and of course he will not order him to be killed." However, the interpreter is still dead, and it can only be explained that the two bodyguards did not follow the instructions of the electric falcon at all. The three of them walked together, could it be kidnapping? Don't...... Could it be that the two bodyguards are the reinforcements of the Demon Hunters? ”

I stomped three times in a row, frustrated.

If I'm right, the helicopter is flying in the direction of the Arctic Circle.