"Whew! ——”

"Ah!!h

"Roar!"

“……”

Roar, roar, howl...... Xiao Zhan, who was locked in a small black room, pulled his clothes frantically, constantly making all kinds of crashing sounds, he wanted to go out, wanted to go out, and didn't want to stay in here for a moment.

This is the endless hell, he can't straighten up, he can't stretch his arms and legs, the whole person is completely trapped, incapacitated, and free.

There is no doubt that the loss of freedom is the most terrible.

Everyone yearns for freedom, yearns for a life that is not constrained, does not like to be disciplined by their parents and does not like to be trapped by school when they are young, and then they do not want to be held back by work when they grow up, and do not want to be constrained by the morality and legal system of society......

Everyone wants to live freely and do whatever they want, because human beings are social animals, and because human beings are relatively weak in nature, they need to hug each other to resist danger and fear.

When a person is alone, there is a sense of fear; When a person is alone and has lost his freedom, it is fear and despair.

If you are trapped in a room with no doors or windows for a whole month, you will definitely go insane when you come out again.

It's a torment of the heart, but there's nothing you can do, you can't do anything you want to do, you want to constantly collide with the cold wall, and finally hit all over the body, and you are squeezed in the cracks that you can't break free from.

Choking, irritable, depressed......

If anyone has ever tried the feeling of being imprisoned in their bodies and actions, they will surely understand how life is worse than death.

At this time, Xiao Zhan had a feeling that life was worse than death, and in this suffocation, he scratched the flesh on his chest to fight against the despair of being imprisoned.

And this is the most beautiful place of the small black house, which can impact people's spiritual effect by restricting people's physical freedom.

"Squad leader, Lao Tzu wants to kill your whole family! Kill your whole family! Yes!!! ——”

The roar echoed through the space, no one paid attention to him, let alone responded to him, only his own echo.

One, two, three, four......

Half a month has passed, Xiao Zhan is still roaring, even if his voice is hoarse, he is still struggling like a trapped beast, even if this struggle is useless, but it represents his attitude - an indomitable soul born full of rebellious spirit.

is still fighting for such a long time, so that the squad leader and the deputy squad leader don't know what to say.

A normal person, even a professional soldier who has received the most brutal training, cannot fight for half a month in this.

In a week at most, they will become obedient like an eagle that has been boiled, and at that time, the whole person's spirit will be drained and begin to try to find relative freedom.

Thought is unconstrained, they will easily find the freedom of thought, and satisfy their desire for freedom through thinking.

It is this hand that is the embodiment of the real role of the little black house.

"Squad leader, Xiao Zhan is different from everyone else, his mental willpower is too strong, and his belligerent instinct is too prominent." The deputy squad leader frowned and said: "It's been half a month, if he hasn't entered the state of looking for relative freedom, I'm afraid the consequences are unimaginable." At that time, not only will it not play a role in cultivating him, but it may also backfire. ”

The squad leader also had a headache about this problem, when he was imprisoned, he was desperate for four days, and then he began to look for relative freedom, and on the sixth day he began to think.

Everyone needs precipitation, every successful person needs essential precipitation, and the best way to precipitate is to think.

Many things that are too late to think in the non-stop running will be thought in this state.

He will think about his life, about everything he does, and about value and a series of things that he thinks are trivial on a daily basis.

These things are very fragmentary, and they may be comprehended and transformed from the inside out.

At this time, it is a new sublimation.

"Is he still swapping personalities in different ways?" The squad leader asked.

"It's much better, because I'm physically and mentally used to the little black house." The deputy squad leader replied.

"Then keep it closed, his reaction now is just a habitual struggle." The squad leader waved his hand: "The dragon's teeth are not so easy to sharpen, especially since he was still the head of state in the past." ”

"Understood." The deputy squad leader nodded.

Although Xiao Zhan's reaction was beyond their expectations, they all knew that this was an inevitable process.

The eagle is the most rebellious and freedom-advocating bird of prey soaring in the sky, and it is not comparable to humans.

Even eagles can be boiled to their knees, let alone people.

An eagle can survive in four days, and the best people can only withstand it for four days at most in the small black house.

……

Twenty days have passed, and Xiao Zhan has become very weak, but he still hasn't quieted down to think, and he is still fighting.

The walls were covered with blood, which he had worn through the flesh with his fingers.

The squad leader was shocked and anxious, because the time of detaining Xiao Zhan was only one month, and now two-thirds of it has passed.

This is punishment, but it is also cultivation, his original intention was to let Xiao Zhan think and precipitate well, not to stimulate the endless sense of resistance in his body.

I have never seen such a strong sense of resistance, and the squad leader admired Xiao Zhan again after admiring Long Luoshui.

Twenty-five days had passed, Xiao Zhan was dying, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, but his hands full of scars and blood clung to the iron railing of the window, and his unyielding eyes stared at the incandescent lamp outside.

"Squad leader, the little black house is useless to Xiao Zhan." The deputy squad leader also obeyed, and said helplessly to the squad leader: "In addition to fighting or fighting in his eyes, this is a soul that can never be defeated!" ”

The squad leader was silent for a long time, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

"In Christian mythology, fire is given by God; In Greek mythology, fire was stolen by Prometheus; In Western mythology, in the face of the apocalyptic flood, it is hidden in Noah's ark to take refuge-" The squad leader paused for a moment and continued: "In our mythology, fire comes from wood; In the face of floods, it is to break the nine rivers, which are far from the four seas; In our mythology, there is a fool who moves mountains; In our mythology, there is a posterior sun...... The myth of the West is obedience, and our myth is forever permeated by the culture at the heart of the struggle. ”

The deputy squad leader stared at him, his eyes flashing with essence.

"What do you think Xiao Zhan looks like? He represents the fighting spirit of the Chinese nation, which cannot be defeated or tamed. The squad leader smiled bitterly: "I was wrong, very wrong." ”

It was only at this time that the squad leader saw clearly what kind of person Xiao Zhan was and what kind of soul he was in his body, this was the existence that could represent the spirit of Huaxia, and he was unique.

Thirty days later, the door of the small black room opened, and Xiao Zhan regained his freedom.

……