The madmen surrounded the two of them, and gradually gathered in the middle, and the powerful oppressive force hit them head-on, Wen Xiang unconsciously pinched his sweat, and muttered in a low voice: "The eyes of this group of madmen...... What do they want to do? ”

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" At this time, Lin Daxiong was excited, if this group of crazy people really started, they would just try their current skills.

At this time, Wen Xiang suddenly found that Nobita was stepping on something, and hurriedly dragged him, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a sandbag.

A scrawny madman picked up a sandbag and threw it into the far clearing, and the rest of the madmen cheered and swarmed up as the crowd dispersed.

"Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise so many people would have gathered around, and I am afraid that they would have squeezed and stabbed the bloodstream." Wen Xiang looked at the madmen who were snatching sandbags in the distance, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Lin Daxiong shook his head, stretched out his fists, glanced back at the dormitory building, and said to Wenxiang: "You said that the madman on the eighth floor can't see the sun all year round, isn't it that the more you stay here, the more crazy you get?" ”

"I've seen them a few times, they come out to let out the wind and have a special personal discipline to follow, that is, they come out to jump rope, run, and move." Wen Xiang said as he took out a black thing from his pocket, sat on the ground and held it in his hand to look at it.

Lin Daxiong looked down and saw that it was a pair of straw sandals, with several large holes on them, turning the shoe shells out, and the damage was extremely serious, "This is ......"

Wen Xiang waved his hand to signal Nobita to sit down, and Lin Daxiong hurriedly bent down and sat down when he saw this.

"Aren't you curious, why do I know about Longbei Mountain, I know about Blood, and I don't seem to be crazy, but I'm in an insane asylum?" Wen Xiang said flatly.

Lin Daxiong blinked when he heard this, in fact, he also wanted to ask, but this was contrary to the way of getting along.

Wen Xiang smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "To be honest, I am a person of sound mind, and I am also an archaeologist. ”

Lin Daxiong glanced at the moody madmen in the distance, the difference between normal people and mentally ill people is still very big, just by looking at his eyes, he can see that the eyes of mentally ill people are full of blurry and unrealistic things, normal people usually don't have these, but Wen Xiang is actually an archaeologist, which he never expected.

"What I'm studying is probably not quite what most archaeologists study." When Wen Xiang spoke, he raised the straw sandals in his hand and said in a surprising voice: "These shoes, if my guess is correct, this is something from another time and space." ”

"Another plane?" Nobita took a breath of cool air when he heard this, snatched the straw sandals with one hand, put them in his hand and looked at them again, but he didn't find anything special.

"Heard of special relativity, right? Once the speed of an object exceeds the speed of light, time will flow backwards. Wen Xiang narrowed his eyes and continued: "If this theory is true, then you have to face the question of where you came from to kill your father. But in fact, once this happens, it will create another space, a space without you and your father, so it will lead to the question of parallel time and space, and what I am studying is to trace the clues left by parallel time and space in this world. ”

"This sounds too sci-fi......" Nobita's voice just fell, and he realized that he was not an unbelievable person in the eyes of others.

Wen Xiang smiled bitterly and sighed: "It is precisely because of this that I will end up in this situation. ”

"Parallel time and space, how can there be any clues left in this world?" Lin Daxiong suddenly asked.

"In my opinion, this world is not perfect, there are also spatial cracks, according to my calculations, Longbei Mountain is a crack."

Dragon's Back Mountain! It's Longbei Mountain again! Lin Daxiong recalled that this place was heard from Zhang Sheng's mouth for the first time, and he also heard that Lin Dakun might have died in Longbei Mountain.

Wen Xiang's eyes were empty, and after a long time, he said: "The shoes were found there, I found someone to test them, and its existence is at least three thousand years old!" I'm going to go out of here and go to Longbei Mountain, where there is a sinkhole, and the locals say that this sinkhole leads to the underworld, and I think the crack is hidden in it. ”

Hearing the words "Yin Cao Difu", Lin Daxiong secretly sneered, the underworld is a different dimension, only the soul of a person who dies can shuttle to arrive, how can there be such a place in the yang world, if the yang people can enter and exit the underworld at will, then the ghosts can also enter and exit the yang world at will, isn't this world chaotic?

The two sat on the floor and talked for a while on inconsequential topics, and the time for the wind was over, and after the madmen had lunch, the class teacher returned to the court and returned to the dormitory.

An afternoon passed uneventfully, nothing happened, Lin Daxiong thought that he would inevitably have hand-to-hand combat when he arrived in the first district, but now it seems that he is too worried, the discipline here is much more cautious than that in the second district, and when he sees someone sick, he will immediately send a dose of tranquilizer.

In the evening, Nobita lay in bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and at the end of the day, he found that the asylum was heavily guarded like a prison. In order to prevent patients from escaping, all windows are sealed with steel bars, and there are also guards downstairs who patrol overnight to prevent loopholes.

In addition, Lin Daxiong learned from Wen Xiang that there was a madman king named Lao Bazi who lived in Tiantai in this mental hospital, and it was said that this person had been on the battlefield in Vietnam before, and because the war distorted human nature, he used all his killing skills on ordinary people, and slaughtered and cooked dozens of people overnight. The police arrived at gunpoint, heard a man's vomiting, and stepped forward to ask, saying that someone was cooking human flesh in the yard to eat!

When the police entered the house, the human brain was split in half, mixed with the limbs chopped into several sections, the heart, liver, spleen and lungs and the like were mixed in a large pot and stewed, and the aroma of meat permeated the whole room.

Lao Bazi has a serious split personality, and there are two people living in his body, one is soft and soft like a little woman, and the other is a chilling murderous maniac!

Hearing the "legendary story" of this person, Nobita really wanted to meet this murderous old man and wanted to know what kind of person he was. Wen Xiang said that only at the end of each month, when the leaders come to inspect, can the old eight sons be released under the noses of the correctional officers to bask in the sun.

At this time, it was the middle of the month, and there were still two weeks before the day of the leadership inspection at the end of the month.

For the past two weeks, Lin Daxiong was forced to take one pill by Fu Yanjie every day, and after eating it, he was dizzy, his thinking became slow, and his limbs were sore.

At first, Nobita had no choice but to accept it, but then he came up with a good way, he could use the aura of the dantian to travel to the stomach, and force the drug out of the body before it was completely digested.

Lin Daxiong got up at six o'clock in the morning, warmed up with one hand in the dormitory, ran around the playground when the wind was released, insisted on exercising every day, and spent the rest of the time lying in bed to practice the method of breathing the mind, and the days were not difficult.

Soon, the end of the month came.

This morning, Chen Dahu got up early to practice the wall-piercing technique, his head banged but he was still stubborn, he didn't practice the wall-piercing technique for a long time, but the iron head skill was slightly small, and the forehead was full of calluses.

At about a quarter past nine, there was a rush of footsteps outside the house, and then the door was opened by a small crack on the side, Lin Daxiong squinted and saw that it was Fu Yanjie, today he changed his previous white coat and changed into a straight suit, but his tone remained unchanged and cold: "It's a regular meeting, and they all come out to take medicine." ”

Nobita exchanged glances with Wenxiang, got up and walked out of the door.

Since it was a routine task for the superior leaders, the madmen of the first and second districts gathered together and lined up in two neat lines to the playground of the second district, there were many people, about a thousand people, and they were followed by their respective disciplines, the discipline guards were all in suits, and there were drums in their pockets, and Nobita knew that they were prepared with sedatives.

A small stage was temporarily set up in front of the playground, with stereos and microphones on both sides.

At this time, the regular meeting had not officially begun, Lin Daxiong found that there were several white coats standing next to the stage, all wearing work cards on their chests, and the attending physician named Lu Zhenfeng who he met before was also among them.

"Why hasn't the leader come yet?" Lin Daxiong watched for a while, but did not see the figure of the so-called leader, so Chong Wenxiang asked. In fact, in addition to satisfying his curiosity by seeing Lao Bazi, he also hoped to meet the high-level and explain his reasons to him, and leave here through normal means.

Wen Xiang had just taken the medicine, and the medicine was in full bloom, so he responded weakly: "Don't worry, I'll be here in a while." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was movement on the stage, and Nobita hurriedly looked up.

A thin old man in a tunic, leaning over, walked up to the stage, took the microphone from Lu Zhenfeng's hand and tried to feed it twice, cleared his throat and said, "Hello everyone, old friends!" ”

Most of the people in the audience began to run out of the audience, and they were stopped by the correctional officers, and some of them screamed strangely, and only a few applauded.

"It's been another month, how are you in good spirits?" When the old man saw the chaos in the audience, he was not angry, and said in a gentle tone.

Lin Daxiong was shocked when he heard this voice, at first, he couldn't see the appearance of the old man on the stage from a distance, but at this time, such a slightly hoarse but majestic voice actually reminded him of a person, so he hurriedly asked Wen Xiang beside him: "This person, is his surname Chen?" ”

"How do you know? He is our dean. Wen Xiang asked suspiciously.

"It turned out to be him!"