Until now, I finally knew that I was still a person after all, and I didn't fit much into these trivial things that were always covered in a veil of psychedelic fog. To say that there was no other emotion or more appropriately desire in the past, to say that there was no is really a deception. What normal person doesn't want to live such a thing, the key is that I didn't find out until I got into it that some things, the actual situation, are completely different from imagination. If you want to get rich, you have to be people like Huang Can and Old Man Shen, who are deeply hidden, cunning and insidious, and have completely abandoned the concept of morality and law.

Like me, a tangle will take almost half a day, in fact, sometimes I don't want to be a person who abides by the moral bottom line in the full sense, in fact, the mind has been imprisoned, and there is no absolute necessity, the etiquette and morality that have been instilled in the brain since childhood will become a constraint, only in the predicament of approaching the absolute, the invisible and intangible, the thought drug will completely lose its effect.

This process is exactly the same for anyone, but the time from tangled to completely desperate is different. As an example, there is one thing that fits very well with the predicament I am in now, which is an absolutely real reality event, and it was later adapted into a film and television work. A rough overview is that the plane crashed in the snowy mountains, but half of the people survived, because of the local topography, the search and rescue team did not find the wreckage of the plane, and finally ended the rescue after the final rescue deadline for the air crash.

But these survivors don't know that they will definitely not be able to get out of the snowy mountain because of the scarcity of supplies, and if they continue to wait in place, the food consumed will not last long. When the food is completely consumed, they are left with a different choice. There are also only two ways ahead, one is to wait for death, and the other is not just to say it, just thinking about it is already terrifying.

Without any choice, they stepped into the second option. The bodies of those who were killed eventually became food for them to ensure the continuation of their lives, and there were no few relatives with whom they had lived day and night.

In the end, a large part of this half of the people still got out alive, but they had to face two completely different scenes. One is that these people are revered as heroes, and with a strong will, they can survive for months after a plane crash, but on the other hand, they are not very well understood, and some people are beginning to wonder if it is really necessary for them to feed on their former companions, even though they have become corpses at the time.

Others always look at things from a perspective that doesn't concern them, and for some people, the more lively the better, but turning around to say that those who survived, it seems that the same human beings, are indeed incapable of making any evaluation, including any kind of voice that opposes or approves.

Morality, I really don't know if I have violated this word by setting fire to those people, perhaps more seriously, violating the current law, which is indeed not an exaggeration, but in this, there are many necessary problems. Just as half of the people who survive eat the corpses of their own companions, there is no room for leniency as part of the ambiguous unconscious rules of a social group in absolutely special circumstances.

But doing is always doing, and I don't believe I can get out of this memory. When I was so poor that I couldn't pay the rent, I would have taken pity on the homeless people who were worse than me and had to sleep on the bridge. Although the gap between us is very small in comparison. But as a person who already has a complete mind, this compassion is absolutely irreversible, and there is no way to change what I have experienced.

In the infinite inner entanglement, I still chose to let go of this problem first. In fact, the same scene has happened more than once, but it is just a change in the size of the matter. I admire how easily I can convince myself, maybe because I should call it self-deception, but the result is always good, and I look at the present, so that I always carry something unnecessary on my back.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and was persuaded by myself, and it was much easier in an instant, but some things were just piled up one by one, and God always wanted to find something unpleasant, and glanced at the almost unsightly old generation, and above my head, a bigger mountain pressed up again.

I began to think of all the similar events I could recall, whether it was the Longmen Array that I saw or heard people put on, in short, I walked up and down, all kinds of allusions, it seemed that only the five ghosts carried this stubble could help me, and I was dizzy, not involved in superstition, I almost didn't recite the spell to summon ghosts by myself, but this thing is true is the fabrication of charlatans, how can there be any free to come and go, let the little ghosts arranged, if they are really so obedient, then wouldn't it make Zhong Kui unemployed.

I dispelled the distorted thoughts that suddenly appeared in my mind, calmed down, and then moved to the old generation's side again. The power of my bombing was not small, and there were originally four or five outdoor sky lanterns in the camp. This kind of lamp has a very high tile rate, and it is not a team equipped with a generator, and it is impossible to use it, and the bulb of this lamp is surprisingly expensive, and the damage rate is not ordinarily high. The impact of the explosion caused the pole on which the sky lantern was hung to topple, and the sky lantern must have not been preserved, and now there is no range of lighting in the camp except for the misty light scattered by some tents.

I've been sitting next to the old man for almost an hour, and it's completely dark, and I can see some outlines clearly in the night light, but the specific details. But it's absolutely impossible to tell. Dream Chinese

I took advantage of this, and the fact that those who didn't have tents to live in seemed to have a place to rest, gave me the courage to make some relatively large movements. Looking around, I can't even see what others are doing in the dark, in this case, I can only ensure that I will never show my feet, as for whether there are eyes to see elsewhere, that is not in my scope of consideration.

My back was attached to the old generation, the feeling of touching, I only felt that he was hot, and his body temperature was already high to the limit of absolutely unsafe, he was afraid that he still had internal injuries, which was what I was most worried about, being tortured, bones were broken in the body, especially the ribs, if the internal organs were injured again, the risk of infection could not be ruled out, and once infected, the obvious manifestation on the appearance was only the surge in body temperature.

As a rescue, the biggest difficulty in front of me is how to move him, I am not a fat man, now a man full of tendons and flesh, although the body is well-proportioned, but there are also one hundred and eighty pounds I really can't carry him, even if I can, I have to carry a person with such a serious fracture on my back...... I still have a bit of medical knowledge, and if I do this, the old generation will definitely die faster than if I stay here.

The old generation's arms, legs and feet were bound by a very thin metal rope, I pulled with my hands with my back back, the metal rope did not have any free space, I almost wanted to put my hand into it, but I couldn't even grasp the metal rope.

Just when I wanted to try other methods, I suddenly heard the panting sound of the old generation behind me, I knew that something was wrong, just thinking about how to get rid of the rope, but his feelings forgot to me cleanly, I hurriedly let go, leaned back slightly, and whispered to the back with my tongue: "Can you hold on, I also know that it hurts, but it's better than the whole necrosis." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt the old generation move again, this time the movement was not small, he stiffened his waist and hit my back. I didn't understand what he meant, so I got a little closer, so I continued to use the same method and said: "I can't help it, I'm alone here, you can hold on, it's really not good, hiss...... No, we have to make a trade-off. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Dai bumped into me again, thinking that he could only reply to me with this kind of movement, but he didn't want to make a brief sound from his mouth immediately after.

The voice was barely audible, and I hurried closer to my ear, and it took me a long time to understand what he was saying. Lao Dai only said one word, listening to the strength of his tone, I'm afraid this is already the most powerful.

The old generation only said a word "go", I understood what he meant, but I was also surprised, he was already like this, and he could still recognize me, not to mention that it was also a big night, and he couldn't talk about the black light when he just came over, but it was also within arm's reach, and he couldn't see his face.

"Let's go...... Where are you going, don't bother in vain, I still understand the situation here, there is no difference in difficulty between me withdrawing and thinking with you, you just stay well, don't move, wait for me to dismantle these things first, if you can really run, then talk slowly. In fact, this is not only for the old generation, but also for me, I still have to have confidence, although I also understand that this is pure vain words, and it has no effect at all.

I felt that the old generation's body was going to move again, and hurriedly pressed it with my hand, but I felt the problem with this press, his mother's bones were not broken, and the waist board was still fine, even I saw with my own eyes that it was almost impossible to have a broken thigh, and it was only a dislocated tendon that was connected.

I used the strength of my hand, pressed the old generation who was about to move, turned his head sideways and said to him in the same voice: "Don't move, you won't be the only one who suffers when you are discovered, I am also here, even if I run, more than 100 people are chasing behind, I may die earlier than you, you don't care about other things first, there is still a way to do it here." After speaking, I looked around again, and several people nearby had already gotten into their sleeping bags, snoring loudly, probably because it was dark and nothing, and there was no other fun to find, so they had already slept peacefully.

As usual, we didn't attract the attention of other people, and we were able to put the old generation here, and there was no actual person to take care of it, so we probably felt that it was impossible for him to escape on his own. This confidence was really not misplaced, at this time, even if I wanted to break my head, there was no way to cut the slender ropes of the metal, and just when I had no way to do anything about what was in front of me, I was suddenly startled by the noise of the bamboo cage not far in front of me.