Chapter 687: The Trapped Boy
"What's the other way around?"
Jiang Xiangtian smiled secretly, "This kid pretends to be loveless, but in fact, he wants us to take him out on the psychological side." Since he doesn't cooperate if he wants to understand him on the pole, let's have a chance to catch him! ”
"What are you muttering about a plot about? Don't think I can't hear it! The boy spoke, but his eyes continued to stare at the ceiling.
Jiang Xiangtian made an expression of "Look, I'll say it" to Yuan Fan, and then said loudly: "What kind of conspiracy do we want to deal with you kid, we are saying, since we can't take you out, then we have to give up, I am asking him what to eat at night, and he will go to the supermarket to buy it later." ”
"Humph!"
Seeing that the young man barely said anything, Jiang Xiang Angel changed his color, and then walked out with Yuan Fan.
The boy lay motionless on the bed, as if it didn't matter where they wanted to go, until there was a "bang" sound of the door closing outside the room, and the boy jumped up from the bed and ran out.
He shivered as he looked at the closed security door, and after two seconds, he pointed at the door and shouted, "Bastard! What a good person! Is it just lip service that you want to help me? It's all bad guys! ”
He grabbed the small cup on the coffee table and slammed it towards the security door, and the small cup was suddenly shattered.
"I'm!" He cursed as he grabbed another cup and tried to smash it.
"Seeing that you are not very old, your temper is not small!"
The young man was stunned for a moment, turned around, but saw Yuan Fan and Jiang Xiangtian looking at him with a wicked smile.
"You ...... You lied to me! The boy pointed at the two and said in a trembling voice.
Jiang Xiangtian sneered, "Please, don't say childish things." ”
The young man was slightly angry, "Who is childish, where are you older than me?" ”
That's right, judging from their age, the two are only five or six years older than the teenagers.
Jiang Xiangtian smiled, reincarnated on the sofa in the living room, and said, "Okay, everyone is about the same age, and they are all men, don't worry about some small things." We sincerely want to help you, what about you, don't be angry, let's sit down and have a good talk. ”
Looking at Jiang Xiangtian and Yuan Fan's calm appearance, although the young man still looked angry, he also felt that he was a little compared to him first. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally put down the shelf and walked over to sit on the other side of the couch.
Jiang Xiangtian gave Yuan Fan a victorious look and said with a smile: "Now you can tell us about your situation, right?" ”
The young man bowed his head and was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I really don't know. ”
Yuan Fan asked in surprise, "How could you not know?" Say whatever you want, like what your name is and why you're in this house. ”
The boy shook his head and said, "I don't remember any of that. Seeing the disbelieving looks of the two, the young man was anxious, "I really didn't lie to you, I haven't been out in this room since I can remember, and I don't have any concept of time, so I don't know how long I've been here." ”
Yuan Fan and Jiang Xiangtian glanced at each other, this young man didn't have any city government, so judging from his performance, it really didn't look like a lie.
"When I first arrived, there were a few people who would come and talk about the topic of 'belonging'. But then for a long, long time, no one came. The young man frowned, looking melancholy, "Not to mention people, even if there are no living things that can move, the only one in the whole room that can move is that." ”
Yuan Fan looked up, but saw that the young man was talking about the wall clock hanging on the wall of the living room.
"I'm bored, so I'll count the number of turns of this thing's shortest needle."
"How many laps is that now?"
"1952 laps."
Yuan Fan lowered his head and calculated, 976 days! More than two years and eight months, this is not counting the time he didn't notice the quartz clock before! Thinking of this, Yuan Fan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, a young man with an immature mind had stayed in this one hundred and thirty or forty meters of space for so long! How did he endure this loneliness?
Jiang Xiangtian didn't say a word, and took down the quartz clock on the wall with a stool.
Yuan Fan asked curiously, "What are you doing dismantling the watch?" ”
"Suspicion, of course." Jiang Xiangtian reversed the quartz clock, "An ordinary quartz clock, at most two No. 5 batteries is amazing, how can it be possible to keep the watch going for three years?" ”
He jumped down from the stool, spread his hands, and said, "You see, this battery has long been out of power, and the chemical liquid in it has leaked out, but this clock ......."
Yuan Fan realized that even if the battery was deducted, the quartz clock was still jumping the second hand all at once.
"What's going on?"
Jiang Xiangtian raised his eyes to look at the young man, "I'm going to ask him." ”
"Ask me? I don't know? ”
"What should keep this quartz clock going on is a kind of energy, exactly the same as him...... The energy of the gods! ”
"Immortals?" The young man was stunned, "You say...... Am I a god? ”
Jiang Xiangtian crooked his mouth, shook his head slowly, and said, "It should be...... No. At first, I did think you were a god with broken souls, but now it seems that I made a mistake in judgment. ”
Yuan Fan frowned and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”
"How tenacious the soul of the immortals is, even if it is a battle between the immortals, it is absolutely impossible for the soul to be broken, let alone in this human world?" Jiang Xiangtian explained, "Let me bump into a broken divine soul here, if this is reported, it will definitely be a major event that will shake the entire divine realm!" ”
Immediately, he shook his head and said, "But after careful feeling, I found that this old brother is not really a divine soul, but his broken soul is attached to the power of God, just like this quartz clock." ”
He looked around, trying to organize the language, "As far as I can guess, this young man is probably the one who lives in this house, but his soul is attached to the power of the gods at the moment of death. He is not a ghost, let alone an immortal, just a fragment, and can exist in his current form entirely because of the power of the immortals. ”
He looked at the young man sympathetically and said, "And for some reason, the power of the immortals only exists in this room, so you can't go out." ”
The boy was stunned, and stayed in this house for almost three years, because this house is in the community, and the floor is not high, although there are windows on all sides, but every day he looks out of the scenery never changes.
His only wish was to be able to go out and see the outside world, but even this small wish has now become a luxury.
"Really...... Is there no hope at all? ”
Jiang Xiangtian shook his head and said, "That's not true, but there is little hope." ”
Yuan Fan couldn't bear it, so he asked: "As long as it's not hopeless, then let's think of a way, you talk about it first, how can it be possible to let him out?" ”