Two hundred and fifty-seven Black World

Self-confidence comes from strength

(TXT full text) 257 Black World

Two hundred and fifty-seven black worlds

The whole world is pitch black. Not to mention light, not even a single light particle.

I suspected I had fallen into an ancient tomb beneath the desert, and when the thought came to me, my heart almost jumped out of my body in a frenzy. I don't happen to fall on the coffin of the tomb owner.

"I really didn't mean to disturb your old man's house, I would rather fight with drug dealers in the desert than come down." As I muttered, I reached out and groped, feeling that my position was a wide and flat place, not like on a coffin, "Thank God, of course, most thanks to the tomb owner, your old man, I will first make a statement, I am not a tomb robber, and I have a good understanding of gold, silver, jewelry, and jade antiques...... I'm not interested in anything, so I won't take a stitch from you here. If you know something, show me the way......"

I prayed and groped for a way out, and if I sat here I could only wait to die, looking for it was not necessarily immortal, but at least I tried.

Strange to say. This place should be buried deep under the desert, and it stands to reason that there should be no oxygen here, but I can still breathe smoothly, and if I can breathe, it means that there is oxygen, and if there is oxygen, it means that there is a passage between this place and the outside.

Thinking of this, I groped harder, and my heart was much less afraid and scruples.

My hand touched something soft, and I squeezed it hard before I realized the panic and hurriedly withdrew my hand.

What could be the soft stuff? I recall the sensation of touching it just now, as if there was still temperature, like a human foot! I'm not going to touch the mummy, am I? I stepped back in horror. Mummies should not be warm, let alone soft.

"Who touched my feet? It's a new guest, right? The old man has been lonely for a long time. An old voice came out in the darkness.

"Ahh

My screaming didn't stop for a long time.

The old voice said again: "There is no need to make such a big noise, I am not too deaf yet." โ€

I gasped and slowly calmed down, there are people here, which means that it is okay.

"Who are you? What is this place? I asked, wiping my sweat.

"Hehe, I'm an old man, who are you?" He asked me with a wry smile.

"I'm Xue Zhixue, may I ask the old man, what kind of place is this, how do I get out?"

"This is the black world, you can't get out." He gloated.

"Don't scare me, old man, you know I'm scared now, please tell me how to get out."

He said, "I didn't scare you. It's been a long time since anyone has been here, and it's hard to come here, how can I let you go? โ€

"So what are you letting me stay here for? Nothing to see. "This old man must be teasing me, and now I suspect that I went to a secret experimental site of the Chinese army underground, and this old man is a military scientist, so I am not afraid.

The old man smirked, "Many things can be done without light, and they will be pleasant. โ€

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, this old guy still likes to make such jokes at such an age. "Old man, I broke in by mistake, I'm not here to steal state military secrets, if you don't let me go, I've been here for a long time, in case I know the state secrets, it's very troublesome, you better let me go quickly."

The old man said unhappily, "What? The girl thinks that the old man does not look like the master of the white world, and looks down on me? The black world and the white world are equal, and I am on an equal footing with the master of the white world. You spend one-tenth of your affection for him on me, and I am reluctant to let you suffer so much. โ€

I hurriedly said, "No, no, I have a lot of respect for the elderly." But I thought in my heart, this old man's words don't match the afterword, what a white world and a black world, it's a mess.

"Since you respect me. Just stay here with me and chat, I rarely have a like-minded person here, and Feng Yuxiang played two games of chess with me last time. Before that, Zhen took a break with me...... Tang Xuanzang begged for tea and drank it from me...... Zhang Qian......"

"Poofโ€”" I couldn't hold back any longer, laughing, and not being scared anymore, "old man...... You must be the writer of the starting point, you are so good at ripping, more than tomatoes. โ€

The old man did not argue, but smiled and said, "Everyone who comes to me will tell me their stories, and I am tired of hearing the mundane things that people usually tell me, so you can tell me your stories." โ€

"My story is even more vulgar, don't let me tell it, let me go, I'm a mediocre person, I won't play chess with you, and I don't know how to talk about the past and the present with you."

The old man smiled: "Just because you have the experience of crossing is not vulgar, I am more and more interested in your story, if you don't tell it, I will definitely not let you go." โ€

I thought to myself, he really watched too much on the Internet, anyway, he wouldn't let me go, and I couldn't go, so I simply told him my story, and I guess he would listen to it as an Internet.

Then I started from my previous life, talking about time-traveling, sad work, sad crushes, sometimes I would talk about crying, and the old man would cry with me, and he would cry sadder than me. It made me burst into tears and laugh, and then I talked, and I cried and laughed again......

I don't know how long I've been talking, there is no day or night here, my biological clock is all disordered, I go to sleep when I'm tired, and when I wake up, I continue to talk until the old man cries, and the ghost cries and the wolf howls.

"Old man, don't cry, your crying voice is too ugly." I covered my ears with my hands.

He sobbed and said, "Is it worse than the sound of your party's cold night?" โ€

"Of course," I said without hesitation, "of course you are worse than his, and his voice is not bad at all. โ€

"Wow-" He cried even harder.

No matter how much I tried to coax or scare, he would not stop, and then I got used to his crying and fell asleep to his crying.

When I woke up, I saw a bowl with a light source shaking in front of me. I finally saw the light, and if I didn't see the light again, my eyes would really become ornaments and lose their function.

"Let's have something to eat." The old man said.

When I looked closely at the bowl, there were some dirty, slimy things such as earthworms, spiders, and scorpions.

"I don't eat it!" I screamed and stepped back. But when I said no, my stomach suddenly became hungry and I was dizzy. I guess I've been here for a long time, how long has it been, my biological clock is out of order, I can't figure it out, but I've never felt hungry, but since I said the word "don't eat", I started to feel hungry, hungry to the point of exhaustion.

"Do you want to eat it?" The bowl came back in front of me.

I closed my eyes: "I don't eat when I starve to death." "Who knows if I'm dead now? How can I survive if I fall into the quicksand, maybe I'm going to hell. Even if it's alive. If you can't get out, sooner or later you'll die, why torture yourself to eat those dirty things?

The old man said happily: "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself." โ€

Then I noticed that the bowl was getting less and less, and strangely enough, when there was nothing in that bowl, I wasn't hungry.

After that, every once in a while he would bring out a bowl of all kinds of dirty things for me to eat, and I would insist on not eating it, and when he had eaten all the contents of the bowl, I would not be hungry.

Once, he had just finished eating the contents of the bowl when suddenly something messy hit me on the head, and although it didn't hurt, I was startled: "What is it?" โ€

"Your favorite thing."

My favorite thing? I gradually smelled the scent of roses, groped my way on the ground and picked one up, and sure enough, it was a rose.

I wondered, "How can roses fall here?" โ€

"A gift from your sweetheart." The old man said sourly.

"My sweetheart?" I was even more confused.

"Here," he said, giving me the bowl from which he had eaten the dirty, "and put it to his ear." โ€

I took it and raised it to my ear, and heard a noisy voice, and then a man's astringent voice: "You let go of me, no one is allowed to touch me again, I'm going to find Xiaoxue." โ€

Night! I was amazed.

He cried bitterly: "For so many years, I have been thinking about what I would do if I died her, and I never thought about what I would do if she died first, and how many regrets I would leave for her." Don't stop me, it doesn't make sense, what's the point of all this without her? โ€

"Brother, you can't believe Shen Xiaoying's words, this woman's words are not credible, isn't she bitter enough to hurt you and Xiaoxue?" This is Lin Qifeng's voice.

"No, I didn't lie to Mr. Han, I saw Sister Xiaoxue fall with my own eyes, and I wanted to pull her up, but I couldn't. The bracelet I grabbed from her when I pulled her. This is Shen Xiaoying's cry.

"Shut up!" Lin Qifeng shouted, "If you dare to say a word again, I will throw you into the beach!" โ€

Shen Xiaoying was silent.

"Brother, I will continue to find out Xiaoxue's whereabouts, Shen Xiaoying's words alone are not enough to believe, you can't be impulsive, this may be a conspiracy of some people, if you really jump down, you will fall into someone's trap." I don't think Xiaoxue will die so easily. Lin Qifeng persuaded.

"Throw her into the quicksand." It's the sound of a cold night, a cold sound.

"You don't have to do it, Mr. Han, if you want me to die, I will jump off by myself, and I owe you the next life to pay it back." Shen Xiaoying's crying voice.

Then there was a silence where I could imagine a group of men watching a woman walk towards the quicksand and slowly sink in. Could it be that Dang Han Ye really wants Shen Xiaoying to die? Shen Xiaoying said that she would repay the debt of the cold night in the next life, God, they will be entangled in the next life? I'd rather she didn't pay him back, and I didn't want him to meet her again.

"Ahh......h Ahh

I hurriedly asked, "Did Shen Xiaoying fall?" โ€

The old man said, "You're still a CEO, just this bit of intelligence?" Will she be able to scream if she is about to fall into the sand? โ€

"Don't she fall here and scream?"

"Ordinary people can't fall here, they will be buried under the sand and die, only my guests will be invited to the black world."

In other words, when Shen Xiaoying was about to be submerged, Dang Hanye pulled her up again. How could I not be so lucky, I was pulled up, so I had to fall here, and accompany this old man who is not a ghost or a ghost to talk nonsense.

The old man listened to me and asked, "Jealous?" Your man saves other women, but if he doesn't save you, he doesn't have you in his heart at all. โ€

I smiled and said, "He's not my man, it's all over between us, what's more, I'm trapped in your black world, what if I'm jealous?" "And Dang Hanye and Shen Xiaoying still have a one-night husband and wife, they should be closer than me, what am I?

The old man took back his bowl, and I couldn't hear anything, except that many roses had fallen on me and buried me all the time, which was to build me a mound, and it was not in vain that I had loved him for so long.

"Ahh

"What is the Cold Yama going to do that doesn't go against the rules?" I asked, thinking to myself, he never played the rules, and you don't expect to play the rules with him.

"He said that he would see your people alive, and that he would see your corpse when he died, that he would turn the whole desert upside down, that he would destroy my home! Ahh

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