Chapter 40: True Image One
I was looking at the identity document of the corpse, and the old itch suddenly asked me, which scared me, and at that moment, he answered him vaguely and continued to look at the things in his hand.
Judging from his brief rì memory, this person came here three years ago, and the first time Lao Itch and a group of them entered here was three years ago, could this person be with Lao Itch? I thought about it, and I felt that it was wrong, although what he wrote was a little consistent with what Lao Itch said, most of them were still different, and they should be two groups of people.
It's just that I don't know why, I always feel that the name "Xie Ziyang" is very familiar, the surname Xie is relatively rare, and there should be very few people with the same name, where have I heard of it?
The old itch saw me squatting there and didn't speak, thinking that something had happened to me, and called me again, and when I looked back, half of his face was squeezing into the slit, and his eyes were looking straight into my hand, and I only thought that he looked strange, as if he wanted to get in.
I secretly scolded all my life, and my heart said that your kid died just now and refused to come in, and now you regret it, right? I said to him: don't make noise, I found something interesting and am watching.
Old Itch frowned and hurriedly asked, "What did you find?" β
I told him what happened to the body just now, and said to him with a sigh: "This guy may be our fate, if we can't find the way, we're afraid we'll die faster than him, but I think this person's name is a little familiar, do you remember if any of our classmates called this name when we were children?" β
As I spoke, I retreated to the edge of the boulder, trying to pass my ID card through the crack to show him, but when I looked up, I suddenly saw that there was no blood on the old itchy face, and it was miserable and white. Staring straight at my face.
A strange feeling suddenly appeared in my heart, my heart said What's wrong, why did it suddenly become such an expression, could it be that we really had a classmate named Xie Ziyang when we were young?
I closed my eyes and thought about it, I really can't remember, now the human affection is weak, some of my college classmates don't know each other anymore, and I have no memory when I was a child, I don't talk when I see the old itch. He looked down at the ID number in his hand and said, "I really can't remember, but this person is γγγγγγ age than us" As soon as I said this, suddenly a lightning bolt swept through my brain, and suddenly I was stuck there.
Xie Ziyang! Xie Ziyang! Xie Ziyang! Xie Ziyang! No, this name doesn't seem to be an unfamiliar name - it's the real name of the old itch!!
My scalp exploded suddenly, almost shivering, and I was busy looking at the raw rΓ¬ of the ID card, and I couldn't help but feel dizzy at this look, my God, it's really an old itch, but this γγγ impossible, this ID card, is it an old itch?!
Could it be that this corpse, which has decomposed into bones, is an old itchγγγγγγ?
But this is not right, if Lao Itch died here three years ago, then, who is watching me from outside the stone? My neck was stiff, and I turned my head almost mechanically, looking at the half of my face through the cracks in the stone, and suddenly I felt an inexplicable fear, and my itchy face looked ghostly under the flashlight of the flashlight, and it looked a little similar to the black serpent I saw outside. I involuntarily retreated to the inside of the cave, not daring to get closer to the stone, but the old itch did not move, still looking at me directly, and did not speak, like a statue carved in stone. With his temper, seeing me like this, he must have scolded me like a grandson, and now this way, is it really because his identity is revealed, and he doesn't know how to react? At this time, I became more and more suspicious, although the person outside looks like the old itch, but it may not be the old itch, I came here from Hangzhou, the experience between them flashed in my mind like a movie, the lies, flickering, what he said to me at the top of the bronze tree, are vivid, and the doubts accumulated little by little in it are also gradually clear at this time.
I have always thought that the old itch's city government could not be so deep, first, my relationship with him, there is no need to lie to me at all, second, when he said those lies, all of them were really to the extreme, if it wasn't for me being too cautious, I couldn't find it at all, but, in other aspects, this person is too similar to the old itch, I can't find a flaw, although I have been suspicious in my mind, I still think that his xìng character has changed, I didn't expect that he is not an old itch at all.
At this time, "Old Itch" finally spoke, his face retracted behind the road, and said to me: "Old Wu, I didn't let you in just now, you just didn't listen, you can only blame you for being too stubborn, you haven't heard others say it, there are some things, knowing it is not necessarily a good thing." β
I chuckled mentally, and said that there was really something wrong with it, while trying to keep my voice from trembling: "You're not an old itch, who are you?" β
"Old Itch" laughed a few times strangely: "Who am I?" I'm just an old itch, Xie Ziyang, I grew up with you since I was a child, and I was in prison for three years, if you don't believe it, you can go and check my old bottom. I sneered: "Nonsense! The old itch's corpse is right next to me, he's been dead for three years, he hasn't even gone out here, who the fuck are you? β
Half of the "old itch" face quietly appeared in the crack between the rocks, and Sen Ran sneered, "Yes, he has been dead for three years, but I am alive, is there any difference?" I looked at his expression, suddenly felt something, frowned and thought about it, and suddenly grew my mouth: "I cΔo!" You're not human! Youγγγγγγ are you materialized by him?"
"Old Itch" snorted coldly and said, "Why don't you say that he is materialized by me?" Who knows? I'm exactly like him, who knows which comes first and which comes last. β
I almost lost control, picked up a stone and threw it at him, his face flashed back, and said, "Old Wu, in fact, I am exactly the same as him, you don't have to mind." I exclaimed, "Of course there's a difference, who knows what the fuck is that power realized!" β
"Old Itch" suddenly fell silent. His face became ugly, stared at me for a while, and suddenly said fiercely: "Put your mother's bullshit, Lao Tzu is an old itch, you and he are all the way, then I can't help it." "I felt bad at all, and suddenly a gun barrel came through the gap, and I quickly rolled over into the corner, and the "old itch" shot at the stone, and cut off a large piece, and then Ty's head immediately aimed at the dead corner where I was, and another shot, and the bullet flew almost against my neck. This gap space is too small, even if there is a dead end, it can't protect all my body, I see that the situation is not right, and I am busy turning off my own receiving point. So that he couldn't see me, he fired a few shots in a panic, but they didn't hit me, I rolled over and charged to the edge of the rock, picked up the stone and smashed the outstretched barrel of the gun, a few times. He smashed me at 90 degrees. I sneered: "It's exactly the same, I don't think the old itch will shoot me, you're a fucking counterfeit!" "I've been having a pimple in my psyche since "Old Itch" and I mentioned materializing living people, and there is always a feeling that this ancient dead bronze tree is here, it won't have no purpose, and this almost terrifying ability, the creatures it brings, will it be normal people? Is it really the same as us? Could it be some kind of youkai? Now it seems that although this "person" doesn't know if it's the same as us, he obviously knows that he is materialized, and I don't know why I always feel that things are very bad. "Old Itch" scolded me for a while, and suddenly seemed to think of something, so he stopped talking, and then, he turned off the receiving point, and suddenly the whole space was dark, and endless darkness pressed down, which was extremely heavy in the small space where there was no light source at all.
I was wary of any tricks he had, so I shrank into a corner and hid, but I heard him say: "Old Wu, I remember that you were most afraid of the dark when you were a child, and are you afraid now?" But don't think about it, remember what I just talked to you, and if you're thinking nonsense in this place, be careful that when your lights are turned on, a dead man's face will appear in front of you. β
I cursed in my heart that this guy was trying to take advantage of my fear of darkness and turn into some kind of monster himself. I told myself in my heart that I must not let him succeed, but my heart became afraid, and as soon as he said it, a dead man's face appeared in front of me, which immediately hung my nerves, and I immediately felt my reluctance, only a few centimeters away, as if something had appeared, and the hot breath I exhaled hit the thing, and it backlashed into my face, bringing a fishy smell.
It's not so smart, I think, judging from the performance of "Old Itch" just now, the materialization ability is very difficult to control, otherwise we would have been so embarrassed by the ashes of the giant-eyed black snake just now, it stands to reason that it would be impossible to make a monster so easily. Delusion, I said to myself, don't fall for him, in such a closed black space, there must be fear. I took a deep breath, and suddenly, my face became wet, as if something cold had swept by. All of a sudden, I was covered in cold sweat, almost about to pee my pants, I carefully touched my chest, my heart was beating wildly, I only felt that my whole body was weak, fucking right now, damn, there was really something in the dark. I didn't dare to turn on the flashlight, and the person slowly leaned back*, trying to cling to the stone wall, but as soon as my back* went to the back, I immediately realized that it was not a stone, but it seemed to be, one by oneγγγγγγ, and I could even feel the wriggling of the muscles under the scales. Oh, my God! What am I thinking, how can there be scales on my back? I quickly closed my eyes, grabbed my flashlight tightly, held it in front of me, and just wanted to open it, when I suddenly heard the "old itch" contrived exclaim: "Old Wu!" Why don't you turn on the flashlight? I'll take care of it for you! β
Then his flashlight turned on, and I suddenly saw that it was close to the tip of my nose, and a huge python's head was raised, and its body was coiled around the cave like a bucket, and the rocks above my head and behind me were all turned into scaly walls, black as jewels, and I was disturbed by the old itchy flashlight, the scales twitched, and the body slowly rubbed, making a chilling sizzling sound.