Chapter 31: Vents
Once again, the hand holding the bright flashlight and the hand holding the pistol were together, and Ren Qiu Linglong raised the gun and walked towards the depths of the mine. In this way, the flashlight will not only play the role of lighting, but also have the function of aiming. If the flashlight hits something, she just shoots it.
Moreover, now she has also found some walking tricks, the ground is paved with small railroad tracks, which were installed in order to haul the copper ore out of the mine with iron carts, as long as you walk along the small railroad tracks, you will definitely be able to go to the deepest part of the mine.
The left hand holding the flashlight felt a little sticky, and Ren Qiuling was too nervous to check it carefully, thinking that it was because of the abrasions on her hand and sweat that caused the flashlight to be sticky.
After walking a short distance, a very bright mine suddenly appeared in front of me, as if a lamp was hanging on the top of the mine. This mine has been out of production for about forty years, how can there be lights?
Ren Qiuling trotted up, ran directly into the light, looked up, but saw that above the top of the cave, there was a gray sky, and there was even a light rain floating in.
The cave was built in the seventies, when ventilation was not yet strong. The miners at that time used the methods of ancient mining caves and built vents on the roof of the caves, which was a shaft, so as to ensure the safety of production.
At that time, the design of the vent was completely practical, that is, to dig a hole in the mountain factory, regardless of its beautiful shape. Looking out through the vent, you can see sharp stone ridges and the branches and leaves of wild trees. For the convenience of construction, this vent is a conical structure with a large top and a small bottom.
Even so, it was a very difficult task for the miners of the sixties and seventies to complete such a vent. It can be said that a vent costs at least two or three lives to complete. Of course, Ren Qiuling would not have known this when she lamented the wisdom of the miners at that time. Those vivid and humble lives are completely overshadowed by greatness. Even if you look up the information at that time, you can find a death figure at most.
Ren Qiuling didn't have time to think too much, she had to deal with the abrasions and check the instruments. In this almost completely enclosed mine, she was the only one she could rely on.
After a simple bandage of her injured hand, she began to examine the gun and flashlight. In about two hours, it will be dark, and the flashlight will be her only source of light.
The flashlight was broken, maybe it was knocked to the ground and cracked when it was wrestling. It's just that a filament has cracked in the part of the battery, but the electrofluid of the battery has leaked out. Just now, Ren Qiuling felt that it was this electrofluid—in fact, this chemical electrofluid has a slight corrosive effect and is also very harmful to the skin. But Ren Qiuling is not concerned about this now, but how long the flashlight can last.
Looking back, I only saw a dark mess. Ren Qiuling knew that she had no way out, so she had to take off her two socks and tie the part of the flashlight battery tightly, hoping to reduce the leakage of electrofluid.
Stepping on the small railroad track again, Ren Qiuling left the light brought by the ventilation hole and walked into the darkness. "Smack!" The flashlight lit up, and Ren Qiuling quickly shook the flashlight and drew a "Z" word, illuminating the road in front of her, and then immediately turned off the flashlight and walked a few steps with memory. Then, "pop", the flashlight flashed again, and a "Z" was drawn again......
In such a terrifying atmosphere, Ren Qiuling's potential was stimulated, even with the visual memory brought by the flash of the flashlight, her high heels still stepped on the sleepers of the small railroad track accurately, and even stepped out of the sense of rhythm. Her mood also adjusted in time, and her breathing became much calmer.
"Smack"! The flashlight lit up, illuminating Ren Qiuling's eyes that flashed with vigilance, nervousness, and anger. Then the flashlight went black and nothing could be seen.
At this time, at the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain, Bai Xinruo stood behind Hui Idiot with love, with a sad smile on her face, "Honey, I'm here!" ”
The sky was filled with blood-red clouds, and endless fireballs poured down. The fireballs were the size of a volleyball, with a round front and a long tail of fire like a comet.
Thousands of fireballs even illuminated the entire Crouching Tiger Mountain in a fiery red, and the tears on Bai Xinruo's face flashed with golden light.
She had already thought about it, using her strongest mind arson technique to provoke the Nine Sons Ghost Mother. With her knowledge of the character of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, the goddess would have been so angry that she would kill her along with the idiot—and that would grant her wish.
The Nine Sons Ghost Mother, who had long felt something strange in the air, had already stood up straight, staring at Bai Xinruo expressionlessly. But Bai Xinruo didn't feel a trace of fear, she even smiled.
She seemed to have seen her corpse hugging the corpse of the idiot, and the blood of the two was flowing together, and she could no longer tell whose it was.
Fireballs fell to the ground, and the hungry ghosts that were hit were either instantly dead, or rolling on the ground in pain and screaming loudly.
The Nine Sons Ghost Mother had a cold face and strode towards the car.
On the roof of the car, the idiot also turned his face and glared at Bai Xinruo with infinite anger.
Behind the idiot, there were the huge and beautiful eyes of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, who also glared at Bai Xinruo angrily. The fat body of the idiot just blocked the nose of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother.
The blood-covered idiot roared at Bai Xinruo, who opened his arms: "You, here, what, what? ”
Ren Qiuling had already walked through several vents at this time, and she saw a huge altar-shaped thing under the front vents, the mouth of the altar was shining with gold, and the altar body was full of wave patterns, which was very beautiful. But at the bottom of the altar was heaped with bones.
Therefore, according to legend, the method of refining Gu is actually very simple: during the Dragon Boat Festival, find five kinds of poisonous insects outside and let them fight each other, and the last one to survive is Gu. Gu is generally kept in the jar, the jar is buried in the ground, and the mouth of the altar is level with the ground - the purpose of this is probably to allow the Gu to better absorb the yin qi in the ground.
Wu Zhijun wanted to refine himself into a human Gu, and he also needed an altar that could hold him.
Ren Qiuling turned off the flashlight and left the small railroad track, leaning against the cave wall on the left, which was convenient for her to use the right hand of the gun more flexibly.
In front of the cave wall, there was a simple platform made of stones, only knee-high—perhaps the dining table used by the miners in the past, or the altar that Wu Zhijun needed for his spells. However, there is no dust on this platform, and the altar is more likely.
After Ren Qiuling stood on the altar, she lowered her gun and raised her face, looking coldly at the mouth of the huge jar decorated with copper ore crystals. "Wu Zhijun, I know you're here, come out!"
"About eighty-seven years, you left Wuxiu Township and came to Zitong City, your purpose is actually very simple, that is, to find your mother. Yes, you have a very successful mother and you feel that if you find her, you can live a superior life. ”
The altar was silent, without the slightest reaction to Ren Qiuling's words.
"I know that in the '80s, the whole society was very chaotic. You must have been bullied a lot and beaten a lot. And at that time, the gap between workers and ordinary people was still very large, whenever you see those workers who are about the same age as you, they don't need any effort, just top shifts, and can live better than you, you must have a strong jealousy in your heart: 'Why do you live better than me, isn't it because your parents work in the copper company?' You long to find your mother, to help you succeed. You want to prove to the people who bully you, the people who laugh at you, that they are wrong. ”
The jar was still quiet.
"You didn't find your mother because you didn't know that she changed her name to escape the discrimination against divorced women in this society. A few days before Children's Day in 1988, something that spurred you on was a mother who brought her child to buy meat buns from you. You see the mother's love for her child, maybe that mother is also an employee of a copper company, and her children have been relatively prosperous since childhood, all of which stimulate you and make you crazy with jealousy. Then you come up with a way to prove yourself, which is to kill a gangster who once humiliated you and make everyone fear you. ”
There was a white smell coming out of the jar, with a pungent stench. It seems that Wu Zhijun still reacted to Ren Qiuling's mention of his mother's name.
"On that day, May 26, 1988, you took a knife, found the house of a thug surnamed Guo, and prepared to kill him. But you don't know, that thug has been detained for fighting. It was his sister who stayed in his house. You hear Guo's sister singing outside the door and think she is Guo's lover, so you rush in, ready to kill both of them at once. ”
Clouds of white gas erupted from the mouth of the jar, and even a heavy breathing could be heard.
Ren Qiuling continued: "In fact, since you were a child, you were not good at sports, and your physical fitness was much lower than that of ordinary people. Because you are deaf in one ear, that is the only memorial left to you by your father, who has no ability to make angry with his children and wife. You don't understand the relationship between deafness and poor athletic ability, but you just feel that you are not suitable for exercising, and you give up exercising, so your physical fitness is very weak. If the thug who bullied you was there, even if you were holding a knife, you would not be his opponent. ”
"As a result, you killed Guo, the thug's sister, and it was very laborious. But after the killing, you feel more relaxed than ever, you hear her pleading, you see her frightened eyes, and it gives you a sense of power. Since then, you have embarked on a path of no return. Whenever something unhappy happens in your life, you want to kill someone. ”
There was a sound in the jar, like a beetle crawling.
"You always thought you were righteous, but the case on July 30, '98 made you doubt yourself. That little girl, no matter what, is innocent. After that, you committed two more crimes, and your criminal methods even improved, you behaved very cruelly, cutting off some human organs, which should be used for collection. However, you have doubts about yourself. In all the previous cases, you felt that you were righteous, and those you killed deserved it. But in the case of the little girl, you find that there is a demon living in your heart. ”
"In the case of May 22, 2001, you killed a nurse. This identity represents angels in your heart and represents salvation. You want to get better, but you're hopeless. So before the Spring Festival of 2002, you killed a woman who had lost her footing, and that woman represented Shen Lun in your heart. You have succumbed to the demon in you and have begun to hide in this mine, unfolding even more terrible crimes. ”
After Ren Qiuling said this, she slowly raised her gun. The reason why she analyzed Wu Zhijun's psychological state was to provoke the other party, let him take the initiative to show up, and she would shoot him off with one shot. If Wu Zhijun fell into the hands of the Purple Bronze Special Office, Ren Qiuling believed that the Special Office would keep his life so that he could hand over the art of refining human Gu.
Therefore, Ren Qiuling did not plan to let Wu Zhijun leave the mine alive, she could only play the role of judge and executioner, pronounce and execute the death sentence of this criminal.
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
A burst of angry and arrogant laughter came from the mouth of the jar. With the laughter, four crooked, dark black nails protruded from the mouth of the jar.
The real culprit of the copper case is about to appear.