Volume III Second Floor. Abyss Chapter 109. The mourning and remorse of the living
"Feel the energy in your body, you have to learn to control it."
With his eyes closed, he couldn't see anything in the pitch black.
"Try to catch it instead of waiting for them to come to you."
Nodding slightly, in the dark eyes, there were flickering blue light particles, slowly materializing into shape, palm-sized light source, still constantly diffusing blue light particles, the imaginary hand slowly touched the light source with the command of the voice, and before it could get closer, it snapped and shattered and disappeared.
"Let's do it again, no hurry."
The shoulders that were originally a little deflated and depressed, listening to the flat and gentle voice, straightened up again with encouragement, closed their eyes again, and the imaginary body was reoperating step by step according to the instructions of the voice, slowly feeling the particles of light hidden in the darkness around them.
Two figures, one big and one small, in that room full of cluttered electronic devices, carefully taught, studied seriously, and lived the most plain and warm life.
It was the happiest time.
Tang Ling slowly opened her eyes and saw a dark sky.
It was dim all around, only the outline of the hazy labyrinth wall could be seen, and the blades of grass and flowers wrapped around the wall, and under him was the grass, some of the grass of the face burrowed into the clothes, and the smooth skin was a little painful, and the surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that only her faint almost stopped breathing could be heard.
Tang Ling tried to move her stiff fingers, then her palms, and finally her whole body, her hands and feet seemed to be tied with a thousand pounds of weight, so heavy that she almost couldn't lift it, Tang Ling sat up with some effort, and in front of her was a group of people, sitting in all corners, silent, turning their backs to each other, an unusually low atmosphere, no one noticed that she woke up.
What's wrong?
Tang Ling opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but found that her throat was extremely dry, and she secreted some saliva with some difficulty to moisten her throat, and her throat hurt more like being hung by a knife, Tang Ling frowned, stretched out her hand towards the figure closest to her, and touched it gently.
"Lingling? You're awake. ”
Tang Yong felt a fluttering force behind him pushing himself, he turned his head slightly, and saw that Tang Ling, who was originally asleep, had already sat up, looking at him with his eyes open, his eyes full of doubts. Tang Yong watched Tang Ling point his finger at his throat, quickly opened his backpack and took out a water bottle, twisted the lid and handed it to Tang Ling.
Tang Ling took the water cup and couldn't wait to drink it, the sweet water moistened the throat that was so dry that it was about to smoke, and finally it didn't hurt anymore, it was so comfortable that Tang Ling squinted slightly, and when she put down the water glass, she closed the lid and looked up again, everyone turned to stare at her, and her face was full of painful colors.
What's wrong?
Tang Ling didn't understand why other people looked at her like this, or rather, looking at her and Tang Yong, who was silent with her head down, Tang Ling felt a little uneasy, she just wanted to pull Tang Yong's clothes and ask, and suddenly found something different.
"Where's Dad, Mommy?"
Tang Ling's immature inquiry shocked Tang Yong, who lowered his head, and the other people's faces were even more ugly, with a little pity, and they turned their heads with some regretful sighs, while Tang Yong slowly turned towards Tang Ling, raised his head, and looked at her.
Under the light turned on by the flashlight, Tang Ling noticed that Tang Yong's appearance was extremely embarrassed, his clothes were so messy that he seemed to have rolled on the ground for many times, the red blood in his two eyes spread everywhere, the tails of his eyes were so red that they were cut by a knife and made blood-red wounds, his beard was tied up, his whole body was arched, like a hunchbacked old man, this look of lost soul, looking old overnight for many years.
"Daddy, stop crying."
Tang Ling stretched out her fingers to wipe away the tears that gushed out of Tang Yong's eyes again, comforted softly, and didn't wipe away Tang Yong's tears, Tang Ling's whole person was hugged tightly by Tang Yong, her father's tall body was suddenly much more fragile at this time, her strong shoulders shook uncontrollably at this time, and the head buried in her shoulders came from a low and suppressed whimper, Tang Ling felt that the fabric on her shoulders was mostly wet.
Tang Ling gently patted Tang Yong's back, and kept comforting Tang Yong not to cry, but her voice gradually became hoarse, until finally because of the surging sourness and sadness, Tang Ling's vision was blurred, crystal tears rolled down, and the gentle care of her in her memory, lying on the lawn patting her body, humming the figure of the woman singing a lullaby, became clear and strange at this moment, and she could no longer see it.
Suddenly, Tang Ling's heart began to rise with desperate disgust, she hated herself, for the first time she hated herself so strongly, she clearly remembered that she sensed danger in her sleep, but she was blinded by the overwhelming sleepiness, she was so at ease, put aside the danger in her mind, and then changed her comfortable position and retracted into Qiu Yanling's arms, absorbing the temperature in her arms, and sleeping lovingly, she let go of her exhaustion, let go of her surging sleepiness when all of them were in danger, Such a reassuring indulgence, and then when you open your eyes again, all you are left with is the dark sky, the cold grass, and a group of mourners.
She was the culprit who killed Qiu Yanling.
Tang Ling's heart was constantly collapsing, and this thought expanded step by step, and Tang Ling fell into a world of self-loathing, so much so that even Tang Yong left her embrace and couldn't hear her ask.
It's all her fault! It was she who let herself go, it was she who knew the danger around her, but she still closed her eyes. Death is a quiet departure, everyone saw Qiu Yanling's departure, only she, in that desperate time, was still sleeping comfortably, having a bunch of inexplicable dreams, enjoying the beautiful life of getting along with an invisible person day and night in the dream, and then with a sweet dream that she couldn't remember when she opened her eyes, and drank a large glass of water leisurely, she belatedly greeted Qiu Yanling's desperate death.
"Dad, it's all my fault, it's all my ......" Tang Ling grabbed Tang Yong's clothes and cried in a broken heart, she kept condemning her mistakes to Tang Yong, completely unable to listen to the persuasion of the people around her, and immersed herself in a world of self-paralyzing disgust.
"Lingling, it's not your fault! Lingling, don't blame yourself! ”
Tang Yong, who called again and again, could not get rid of Tang Ling's increasingly turbulent emotional circle, he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, his wife's departure was already a major blow to him, and now if something happened to his daughter again, Tang Yong would definitely not be able to forgive himself.
"Smack!"
A figure beside her pushed Tang Yong away and attacked Tang Ling, and then followed closely, with a crisp sound, Tang Ling's crying stopped abruptly, her face was tilted to the side, a little confused, and her head turned sideways in a daze. Before Lu Shang could withdraw his raised hand, he gently grabbed Tang Ling's shoulder, squatted down and asked, "Are you awake?" ”
Tang Yong in front of her didn't know when he was replaced by Lu Shang, Tang Ling's eyes gradually cleared up, she nodded a little stunned, and she didn't react yet, except that her face on one side began to feel a little crispy and numb pain, what happened just now Tang Ling didn't know at all.
"It's good to wake up. Don't blame yourself too much, many things are the end of the deal, no matter how your process is imposing changes, the result is still the same, the loss of loved ones is indeed a very sad thing, but at the moment, what we are more important about ourselves, how to get out alive, so as to be worthy of their sacrifice. ”
Lu Shang said calmly, but Tang Ling didn't know if he understood the truth in it, in fact, he was more through Tang Ling to say to the others behind him, their group of people were a little sluggish and sad because of this sudden sacrifice, after all, they were companions who had been together for so long, there were no grievances, and more often they were helping each other, but in the blink of an eye, one night, they could no longer see it, in fact, in addition to being sad for their dead teammates, more was actually sad for the next road, this time it was Qiu Yanling and Wang Fanglu, So what about next time? Who will die next?
This fairy tale labyrinth is more dangerous than they thought, that group of guys made of cotton fabric, weak in combat, but the victory lies in the number and tenacious life, few are just after they were successfully repulsed and no longer stand up again to attack, I don't know their weaknesses, I don't know how they assimilated Wang Fanglu and Qiu Yanling, and I don't know what special monsters are waiting for them in this big labyrinth, there are many mysteries, dangers, and now there is no completely stable shelter.
It's also to blame him, he thought that he could deal with emergencies as long as he kept vigil, but he didn't realize that there was a turning point in the team at that juncture, and he selfishly wanted to let their group of people who were running for their lives breathe a little easier, but there was chaos in the middle of such a slow breath. Tang Ling doesn't need to condemn himself, what should really be condemned is him, self-righteous judgment, and as a result, he killed two lives.
Lu Shang sighed, but now they can't be allowed to self-reflect and mourn the dead here, Lu Shang rubbed Tang Ling's head, then stood up and said to his companions behind him: "We must live with their hope, we must leave alive!" ”
"Let's go, we're going to get out within the allotted time. As for Yan Yan, he hasn't woken up yet, Miss Liu, you may have to work hard to carry him, and the others should pay attention to the sudden attack in the front and rear, Lu Li, you follow Tang Ling and protect her. ”
Picked up the long knife again, and briefly arranged the next route, Lu Shang blessed Liu Ruyan, holding a flashlight, a group of people were about to lift their feet and leave, Lu Shang's clothes were ripped off, and the forward steps stopped, he turned his head, it was Tang Ling who still had tears on her face, her face was serious, she didn't have time to wipe off the dirt on her face, and her eyes were staring at a corner in front of her.
"What's wrong?" Lu Shang asked.
Tang Ling's face changed a little, she didn't have the nervousness and vigilance she had before, and reminded with a ruthless anger: "Over there, something is coming." ”