Psychologists say that a person is kept in a confined space for a month without any sound or light source, and after a month, they will say whatever they ask again.

The dead men who were captured were imprisoned in a closed dark space. It was only on the first day that someone couldn't help but scream, and he didn't get any response, and no one heard him.

When a person is accustomed to the hustle and bustle of the world, and suddenly falls into darkness, he will become irritable, which is also the reason why deaf people usually have a bad temper, but unlike deaf people, these dead people are not only good hearing, but also extremely sensitive. Even the sound of a silver needle falling to the ground can be heard dozens of meters away.

Three days later, several of the dead were on the verge of being tortured and mad, they could only hear the sound of their own breathing and heartbeat in the enclosed space, and some of them tried to comfort themselves by singing, but after singing a few songs, they began to cry bitterly because they were afraid.

in the world. No one is not afraid of loneliness, and neither are these dead soldiers.

When people live in the world, they have to feel the world with their five senses, and when they are gone, they don't know where they are, and they will doubt their relatives, doubt the reality of the world, and doubt themselves.

They suspected that they might be buried in the dirt, maybe they were sent to the eternal darkness of space, maybe they were dying, but they knew they weren't dead. At this time, people are on the verge of madness, and they want to shout, and they want to ask if anyone knows about their existence. The dead tried to communicate with the people who kept them here. Trying to find the camera, gesturing in the dark, telling them that they would tell them everything they want to know, but no one responds to them.

After two weeks, those who shouted and those who did not scream were already insane, they felt deaf in the silent space, but they did not dare to make any movements, and even the sound of their breathing had to be controlled as much as possible, because it was the only sound they could hear, and such sounds surrounded their minds to form rhythmic beats. It's a little louder. It felt like thunder, especially when they were looking for water to drink and something to eat, and the sounds were so harsh that they had a mental breakdown.

The dead don't know how much time has passed, and some of them have tried to kill themselves to end this terrible silence, but they find themselves in a space where there is really nothing else to kill themselves except water and food.

Wall? Strangling yourself to death? Choking yourself to death by drinking water?

No one has such an ability, survival is human instinct, and people will try to struggle when they are dying.

A month later, when the military opened the enclosed space, they found that the dead soldiers were half crazy, half dead, half dead from hunger strike, half insane.

I listened to what Himeko said, and I was horrified, darkness and silence can magnify a person's senses infinitely, make people collapse and despair, they all think that I just slept for three hours, but these three hours for me are three years.

In the past three years, I have struggled countless times, I have doubted countless times, I want to meditate and practice qi calmly but I can't make myself feel at ease, I don't know if the master has ever experienced such a situation of enlightenment.

The vicissitudes of life, a glance for ten thousand years.

Instead of becoming peaceful or manic, I was a little lost.

The wounds on my body have not completely healed, but my qi has recovered to its peak, and I can feel that my qi is much purer than before. I looked at the dead mink king on the ground, and there was a faint aura of spirituality on its body.

The mountain marten can grow so big, it is either a corpse or a spirit, but I didn't feel the corpse qi from its body, I looked at An Xiaowu who was covered with injuries, and found some dead wood to make a fire.

Half an hour later we sat around and ate the meat of the mink king, the mink king is a sable, in the northeast, the fur of the mink is called "soft gold", especially the skin of the sable, known as the "king of the fur", it is rumored that the wind blows the fur and fur is warmer, and the snow falls and the snow disappears. The belly of this Lao Ye Ridge is also a little cold, and the cold air hits people, so I took off the skin of the mink king and gave it to Shi Xiaoxue for the purpose of keeping out the cold.

The mink king's meat gradually gave everyone strength and spirit, and at this time we had no food on our bodies, so we could only rely on the mink meat to satisfy our hunger.

When we escaped from Grandma Wang's house before, the things we brought were also lost on the way to be chased by the cat-faced old lady, and after falling from the broken temple on the mountain, there was not much left, so we wrapped the roasted mink meat in a cloth and put it on our bodies, rested for a while and began to march towards the bright place of the cave.

We stepped on pieces of mink carcasses, along the cave all the way, there are indeed a lot of claw prints left by fierce beasts on the cave wall, but this is the belly of Lao Ye Ling, how can there be claw prints of fierce beasts, paw prints and mink king's claws do not match at all, what could it be, is it a tiger?

We walked for about an hour and a half, and finally came to the open-air space that Song Gang said, and I saw what they called the Pantian Pillar. Pantianzhu is a stone pillar that swirls up, the stone pillar leads directly to the top of the mountain, and the light of the sky can be faintly seen, but the Pantianzhu is more than a kilometer high, and the mountain wind at the entrance of the cave is fast, and the plank road around this Pantianzhu is not designed for people at all, even if I bless it with Daoqi, it is impossible to go up, let alone An Xiaowu and them. Bean Doctor Medical Planning.

I also saw what they called the iron chain, on which was the remains of a fallen beast, and there was no creature to be seen, and on the walls around this space were all kinds of strange white stone carvings, without color, and covered with the dust of time.

I gently opened my palm, and a breath of fresh air spread around me, and the dust on the walls scattered, revealing shallow stone murals, twelve in all, and on the first six murals, each of which was engraved with a fox, which was vivid and vivid, and looked lifelike.

The first six murals presumably depict a fox on the top of a mountain, when a group of hunters suddenly heard the sound and shot and wounded the fox. The fox was wounded and fled, and the thunder slashed at its body, causing its skin to open.

Later, the fox ran to an ancient temple on the top of a hill and met a Taoist who hid her and lied to the hunters that they had seen the fox fleeing in the other direction.

When the fox saw the hunter leaving, he came out of the temple and suddenly pounced on the Taoist for some unknown reason.

The rest of the story is that the fox is locked in a strange cage and is pressed by a group of people to the door of a cave with a lot of people around it, as if they were building an underground palace, and the man has imprisoned the black fox in the underground palace.

The next few paintings have been destroyed, and the paw prints have scratched through the white stones on the walls, and I can fill them with boundless hatred.

The last picture of the mural shows a Taoist and a monk standing together, looking together at the black fox imprisoned in the center of the palace, unable to see their expressions. The black fox looked up into the air, its tail wagging and its eyes glowing with a strange light, like a double pupil.

"Could it be that the mural is painted on the rumored black fox, which was suppressed by Guo Shouzhen?" Song Gang asked while touching the mural.

I shook my head and said: "Among the Taoist immortals, the three immortals of fox, yellow, and python have a high status, and the fox is in the first place, and the Taoist priest Guo Shouzhen is also a person among the immortals. ”

Ji Zizheng listened to my words and asked, "Is it possible to live forever when cultivating to the highest level of Taoist art, and have you ever seen any ghosts, monsters, and foxes that can be transformed into human form?" ”

I shook my head, according to legend, Peng Zu lived for eight hundred years, after all, it was also dust to dust to earth, and later Taoist strange people, Chen Shu, Wang Chongyang, Zhang Sanfeng and others are also at the end of their years, and besides, the strongest Taoist person in the world today is none other than my master, his old man's Taoist spirit is shocking and can not stay young forever, where does immortality come from?

As for the idea that ghosts and foxes are transformed into humans, it is even more unheard of, and it has exceeded the boundaries that science can explain.

Ji Zizheng listened to my explanation, thought for a while and said: "In this case, even if the legendary black fox is powerful, it is impossible to become a real person, even if someone calls it an immortal, she is still a livestock, Guo Shouzhen and the black fox have a high status in Taoism, but people who really understand it certainly know the mystery, livestock is still livestock, and only human beings are the masters of this world." ”

"You mean, the statement that the black old lady became an immortal is false, it was locked in the belly of the mountain by Guo Shouzhen and suppressed?" Song Gang asked in surprise.

Ji Zizheng said: "I didn't say that the matter of sealing immortals is fake. ”