Chapter 53: The Tipping Point of Collapse
Ever since I entered the closed stone room, I have been feeling unwell, but I think it is caused by overwork and severe injuries.
As a result, he suddenly heard that the cigarette man said that he was poisoned, and his body immediately couldn't help but tense instantly, his heart was cold, and his heart said: How could he be poisoned? When did this happen? I didn't notice it at all, and I didn't have any symptoms of poisoning!
I was just about to ask the cigarette man, "Is there a mistake?" But as soon as he thought that the smoke man was the descendant of "Zhu Youshu" and was proficient in witch doctors, he swallowed the words as soon as he came to his mouth. If the smoke man asserts that he is poisoned, then he must be poisoned.
When did you start feeling unwell when you recalled your past experiences, and suddenly something suddenly came to your mind? Hurriedly stood up, ran to the side, squatted on the ground and looked at it.
"That's right, it's Gong." The smoke man's voice sounded behind me, confirming my thoughts, and I fell to the ground, it was really a house leak and it rained overnight, and I fell on the shit.
I walked back to the cigarette man with my shoulders drooping, and the fat man asked me puzzled, "What's the matter?" β
I looked at Tianyu, who was lying on the ground and was sleeping very unsteadily, and said, "We are all poisoned." It's tribute. β
The fat man's mouth opened wide in horror, as if he couldn't swallow a hard-boiled egg.
I then went on to explain to the astonished fat man, "Isn't there a narrow deep ditch in the ground of this stone chamber? It was filled with mercury, which is tribute. Gong is the only liquid metal that exists at room temperature and pressure, its melting point is very low, and the mercury vapor is highly toxic. The first sign of poisoning is dizziness and fatigue. Then the body will tremble and fever, then it will convulsions, coma, and finally mental abnormality. By the time a nosebleed comes out, it's almost a declaration that death has come. My body has already appeared in the previous two conditions, before I always thought that it was the relationship between injury and overwork after the fight, which would lead to physical discomfort, but I didn't expect it to be the cause of poisoning. Alas, this is all due to the initial reaction of mercury poisoning, which is too ordinary and not easy to detect. It's also to blame me for being too careless. Ill-conceived. There are no wall lamps in other stone rooms, why is this stone room different, such an ingenious design. It is to allow the unwitting person to light the fire and cause the mercury in the deep ditch to evaporate. I didn't expect that we couldn't prevent it, just considering that the ointment of the wall lamp would be poisonous, so we ignored the larger conspiracy. I should have checked the liquid in the deep trench in the first place. In an eerie burial chamber. Nothing will appear for no reason, and now it's too late to say anything, only to blame myself for being too careless in the first place. β
When the fat man understood what was going on, he asked me anxiously, "What should I do?" The tremor in his tone suddenly revealed the panic in his heart.
Mercury was the most common and easiest way to prevent theft in ancient times, and I scolded myself for not thinking enough and not having an antidote against mercury in my equipment.
I silently replied to the fat man: "The detoxification method is actually very simple, as long as the oral raw egg white." Or drink some milk or soy milk to adsorb the poison, and then catharsis. Or pour a large amount of warm water to induce vomiting. Achieving the effect of gastric lavage can also be treated. However, now neither of the two simplest methods can be achieved in this sealed stone chamber. β
At this time, the cigarette man found a small white porcelain bottle from the open backpack, poured out three small pills from it and put them on the palm of his hand, and said to me and the fat man: "One for each person, under the tongue." β
The fat man and I each picked up a pill from the smoke man's palm and put it in our mouths.
The smoke man walked up to Tianyu, pinched her chin, and put a pill in her mouth. Then he came back and said to the two of us, "This is Yindan, which can only alleviate the toxicity, but not eradicate the toxicity." There are still dozens of pills, enough for us to survive for a while. The onset of mercury toxicity is relatively slow, so let's calm down and think about how to get out. β
The fat man and I nodded, but the three of us discussed and discussed, and the only way out was to hope that on the strange stone wall, and it was a difficult choice of half life and death, which was really a headache.
Minutes and seconds passed, and finally everyone sat on the ground, staring motionless at the stone wall.
Tianyu woke up, his face was very bad, he looked in a trance, and his mind was between sobriety and confusion.
I asked her worriedly, "Did you sleep well?" How is your body feeling and is there anything you feel uncomfortable with? β
Tianyu picked up Liuhai who was attached to his forehead, and then tidied up his clothes and said, "Fortunately, my head feels a little heavy, not very sober." β
I told her about our poisoning, but Tianyu was not surprised, and said very flatly: "Oh, then my current symptoms should be the early stage of mercury poisoning." β
I watched Tianyu tell the story as plain as water, as if I was talking about someone else's business, and a lot of admiration rose in my heart, this woman's personality is really complex and fascinating!
The time is divided into minutes and seconds. As the days passed, the air in the stone room became noticeably cloudy, filled with all kinds of unpleasant odors.
There is no way to do it, and the physiological excretion of human beings always has to be solved. In the face of the struggle for survival, these are nothing.
And what bothers me the most is that the symptoms of my own poisoning have developed to the point that the body will involuntarily convulsions from time to time, and the symptoms of other people are obviously not as strict as mine, and I can't help but feel ashamed that I am a big man, and my body is not as good as a lesbian.
Time is constantly passing, and after searching for ways to get out day and night, the internal structure of the entire stone room is clear, and even if you close your eyes, you can tell where is where.
Everyone's feelings became obviously restless, and there was a little panic in them, and if one person couldn't hold it anymore and collapsed, it was estimated that the rest of them would fall into despair together.
The fat man has been standing near the stone wall for the past few days, staring closely at the pebbles on it, and I am afraid that one day he will not be able to bear it, and will reach out and pick off a stone.
Tianyu doesn't know what's wrong, often fall asleep, but when he wakes up, he is absolutely energetic, constantly asking everyone to eat, and taking the initiative to chat with everyone, and then discuss ways to go out, sometimes just like our backbone. However, she was awake less and less, and she was asleep for longer, and I was really worried that she would never wake up.
The smoke man's words became less and less, and sometimes he didn't even say half a word for two or three days in a row, but his eyes were still as sharp as a falcon. However, I noticed that he smoked more and more, but I never saw him put the pill in his mouth.
There were no more tormenting days, as if there was no hope, and such a never-ending stalemate made me begin to regret many things.
Regret is a symbol of vulnerability, which means that I am on the verge of collapse.
The backpack is getting deflated, and a corner of the stone chamber has become a forbidden place, because there is no place to set foot there.
The fat man's big belly can obviously be seen to have shrunk, and the belt is getting tighter and tighter.
I spread out my palms, and between the closed fingers, even the small beans could leak through the gap.
Tianyu's cheeks were as pale as white paper, his eye sockets were also sunken in, and a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes turned into double eyelids.
There is only a smoke man, and he still maintains a majestic momentum. But I knew it was just a faΓ§ade, and it wouldn't last a few days before it collapsed.
The cigarette man, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly walked slowly to my side: "The candle is about to run out." I heard a pale powerlessness in his tone.
Candles are the most important support for us now, once the confined space falls into darkness, all fear will come to Qin Kejian, even if we don't starve to death, we will not be able to withstand the terrifying pressure of darkness, and go to perdition.
I looked up at the fat man in the distance, who was still staring at the stone wall motionlessly, as if trying to see through it.
And Tianyu was in a state of slumber again, I had to pull my gaze back, watching the smoke man's firm eyes gradually subside, I swallowed my saliva with difficulty, and opened my mouth just to say something.
As a result, in the silent stone room, there was a sudden "pop" sound, and a drop of water fell on my hand, followed by another drop, and one after another, dripping on my hand.
I looked down in surprise to see that the back of my hand had been dyed a blinding red, and nosebleeds were flowing from my nostrils, and I hurriedly tilted my head up. As a result, his head immediately buzzed, and then his eyes went black, and the sky spun around and he almost fainted.
The cigarette man held my head in time, and immediately poured a small bottle of potion into my mouth, and I immediately felt refreshed and refreshed.
The cigarette man flattened me on the ground and said, "There's only this one antidote." β
This is a short sentence, but it contains too many meanings. This means that if the next person faints with a nosebleed, it means that he can really only usher in death. It also shows that the time has come to make a choice, and we can no longer hope for a miracle to happen.
I lay on the ground, a tear slipping down the corner of my eye. I propped myself up and asked the cigarette man, "Do you wake up with the rain?" β
The cigarette man shook his head and said, "There is no difference. β
I thought to myself: yes.
The cigarette man and I put our backpacks on our backs, and the fat man silently carried the rain that was still asleep. I finally glanced around at this cold stone room, we have been in this small poison room, I don't know how many days and nights, but I don't have the slightest affection or nostalgia for it. At this point, I hated it so much.
I looked around and immediately nodded at the cigarette man and the fat man, and now I didn't need to waste time thinking about it.
Everyone focused on my trembling raised right hand, and my arm was getting closer and closer to the stone wall, getting closer and closer, and I was about to touch the stone wall.
Suddenly, in an instant, the stone wall in front of me made a loud bang, and in an instant, it collapsed with a bang. (To be continued......)