Chapter 51: Pull back from the precipice
Chen Ming only saw this man, and with the strength of four or two thousand catties, he directly pushed the huge cable car in front of him to the side.
After unloading, it is flipped to this side.
Then the man walked lightly through the eyes of the yin and yang fish.
Teleported again, the figure is upside down!
Hanging upside down on the soil, Chen Ming and him looked at each other at this time, only to see this one wearing a ponytail and box-rimmed glasses.
The man with a gentle temperament laughed, "Being able to poke such a big basket directly, you really feel a little admiration!" β
Then Chen Ming struggled to get up, and he had lost both arms.
Now it takes a lot of effort just to support my body with my weak feet.
I really didn't have time to deal with this guy in front of me, so I could only smile helplessly, "I have to finish the New Year's goods as soon as possible, because I'm afraid I won't be able to hear it later, if you want to see me, you have to go to Huangquan Jiuyou!" β
Mo Jia Qianji glanced at Chen Ming, "It's really good, what do you think!?"
Chen Ming tilted his head over, "What do you mean?" β
After the ink in Mo Jiaqianji's hand shook lightly, the blood-black ink dripped directly down his fingertips.
Then it spread into the appearance of the judge's pen, and he smiled after tapping it: "Isn't life full of all kinds of hardships and tribulations? The guy who struggles above the death line can live to the fullest! β
Chen Ming couldn't guess the details of the guy in front of him, let alone the meaning of the words.
But there was a tingling sensation in his arm, and he saw the ink dripping from the judge's pen like ants spilling on the ground.
After a little trembling, it swung forward like one after another, pitch-black bullets.
The blood-black judge's pen flung a few bits of ink again, and blood-red things spread in the air.
After the blood-colored silk thread spread, Chen Ming, who was tickling in his arm, slowly lowered his head, "What is this?"
Black and cyan ink, after the fragment on his arm.
Countless biting reptiles stuck to their broken limbs.
An arm made of ink and a black and white object.
Temporarily filling in the missing place of his own, so that Chen Ming now has a part of his fingers that he can approve.
He moved a few fingers and found that they were glued together, still maintaining the properties of ink.
Chen Ming turned his head to look at the Mo family's Qianji, on this face.
The man with a hearty smile shook his head and sighed lightly: "That's all I can do, this arm is no different from papier-mΓ’chΓ©, be careful!" β
Chen Ming flipped his arm, and the blood-black ink fell downward after remaining between his fingers.
It's as if this arm, like ice cream about to melt, even its existence has become quite vague.
After Chen Ming clenched it into a fist, he released it again, and the bright red ink stuck together.
The boy asked, "How do you decide...... I can't grow an arm on my own? I don't need this kind of thing! β
The Mo family seemed to have expected that the young man would say this, and pointed down slightly!
The greeting procession, the fiery red sedan chair and a few pieces of gauze, shrouded the entire sky, "If you want to grab an arm from that place and pick it up for yourself, I advise you to be careful!" Be careful to move your whole body, what we need is to hide ourselves......"
Chen Ming frowned slightly, a little sleepy, "Hide yourself? Are you hiding something?"
Mo Jia Qianji slowly squatted down at this time, and the next moment ......
His body passed through the yin and yang fish and returned to the position at the entrance of the community.
At this time, Chen Ming also followed his appearance and shuttled towards the eye where the yin and yang fish gathered on one side.
Chen Ming felt a sense of suffocation hit him, and then his eyes blurred.
In the twinkling of an eye! He saw the garbage heaps in the sky, emitting a foul stench that hit his head like substance.
He suddenly came to his senses, covered his mouth and nose, only to see another garbage truck, transporting it.
There are no inhabitants in this place at all, and it is impossible for them to produce so much household waste.
It is estimated that there is no one living here, so it is used as a centralized garbage destruction site by the Urban Health Bureau.
Moreover, it is easier to transport and send garbage for destruction next to the highway.
Or bury it directly in the deep mountains and old forests......
But the person who came out of the garbage truck made Chen Ming feel stunned.
I saw that the man slowly took off his hat, and the Mo family Qianji appeared in front of him with a ponytail and a face wearing square-rimmed glasses.
The young man exhaled, "How is it a garbage deliverer?" What the hell are you doing! β
Chen Ming strode over and tried to communicate with the man who was driving the garbage truck.
But when he found himself close, the other party's face and beard were unshaven, and he suddenly became a truck worker in his thirties and forties, doing nothing.
There was some filth sticking to his blue-brown sanitary service kit.
He took off his rubber gloves and scratched his face lightly with his calloused hands.
While scratching the itch, he looked at the teenager leaning over here, "Are you a resident here?" Yes...... Forehead ......"
At that moment, the man in front of him directly turned into a lump, turned into garbage and gathered next to him.
Chen Ming was worried that something would hit him, so he naturally put his hands in front of him, and when he tried to obstruct it, he found that his arm had recovered as before.
This is supposed to be reality, but everything seems so weird and unreal.
Chen Ming suddenly heard the sound of tactful singing, and from a distance came the sound of singing deaths and operas.
and the suona like the phoenix and the mourning, chanting together in the sky.
Below the distant red glow, dusk is hidden in a huge theater building.
If you remember correctly, it was the location of the cemetery before, but now it has become a huge theater woven by countless operas and dragon dance teams.
Next to them, the huge and small paper figures are flying all over the sky, like spectators, and the faces of each of them are like ghostly drawings, with a hint of smile.
Chen Ming gasped, "Could it be that this is the Netherworld?" Or is it ...... Somewhere else! β
Although Chen Ming felt extremely unreal, the two worlds were suddenly stitched together.
As blurred as the boundary between reality and the otherworld, Chen Ming continued to walk forward.
He knew that staying where he was, keeping his body in a state of woodenness, would only bring himself a paralysis from the soul.
until unconscious......
Walking slowly can make the body active and the spirit can be relaxed.
At this time, the young man patted his chest, but there was no movement in his eyes.
It was as if he was not in his own body, or that the evil spirit had been sent back to another world.
Chen Ming walks on the edge of a real cliff and the next moment!
He looked at the security guard who was teasing the dog, and when he looked at Hache, it was still the face of the Mo family.
The man pushed the square-rimmed glasses, "Amazing, isn't it?" Feel alive...... Dead again! Ambiguous and indistinguishable! β
Chen Ming pressed his hand on his elbow and grabbed it violently, his nails sinking deep into the flesh of his wrist.
The piercing pain made his brows furrow slightly, and the pain was ......
A real sting, in my own spirit, this is not a dream!
He exhaled slowly, "yes! So can you explain?"
Mo Jia Qianji shook his head helplessly, "If you can't explain it clearly, you understand him as a precipice...... It's about to fall, or it's not yet in two states, or it's SchrΓΆding...... The cat that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive, just understand it like this! β
The young man was suspicious, "It's easy to please God, but it's hard to send God!" It's like we're haunted by ghosts, and we can't escape! β
Mo Jia Qianji didn't know what it meant to invite God, but he could roughly guess what it meant.
"That's right! Now our state is equal to the obsession in our minds, just like your sister! β
Hearing the meaning of the other party's words, Chen Ming glared at him fiercely......
stared at the tired, yawning security guard in front of him.
The security uniform of his five-star general of Country Garden was a little wrinkled, but blood flowed out of his slightly open chest, and Chen Ming opened his mouth and asked, "Are you injured?"
However, this five-star general of Country Garden slowly wiped the blood stains on his chest.
When he buttoned up the security suit, he said indifferently, "That's not it!" After all, it takes a lot of effort to drag back the obsession of dying back......"
The young man felt that he couldn't understand this matter for a while, so he asked directly: "You mean that I am already dead, you just transformed me into a Taiji Yin Yang Fish, and you saved my life......
Since the Mo family has a thousand opportunities, he compares himself to a soul hidden in his mind and refuses to return like his sister.
There is only one case for the remnants of the mind that wanders between reality and the otherworld.
He was in a state of suspended animation, or Mo Jiaqian used other means.
The man in the security uniform in front of him slowly took off his clothes and took out half a lollipop from it.
When the old dragon clock's blue-spotted hand put the stick head into his mouth, he became the demented old man with a little back in his ears before.
He looked at Chen Ming who came over in a daze, "You...... Who, who! β
Chen Ming retracted his gaze and sighed helplessly, now it was very difficult for him to even find the Mo family's thousand machines.
Not to mention communicating with him and finding out his own situation.
Now in the arms and chest, the remnants of the evil spirit have also dissipated.
Turned to black ashes and shattered into dust.
Instantly became, a guy who couldn't rely on anyone.
Chen Ming laughed at himself, "Can it only be in this vague realm, alternating between life and death?"
Just when the boy felt confused, blood-black roses and thorns suddenly emerged from the earth.
The entire dump became another land......
With such a large flame, it directly collided with the garbage dump, and the fiery red magma washed away the melted gold, silver and jewelry.
Surrounded by half of the throne, the woman in the form of an older sister sat cross-legged on a chair woven of gold and ancient precious stones.
Her gaze was deep, but with a hint of emptiness, looking forward into the past.
Seeing the young man slowly walking towards the ground, Chen Ming exhaled lightly, as if it was not the first time he had seen this scene, "Uh...... What are you doing here! β
The majestic woman in front of her chuckled, "I'm just a trace of obsession that once existed in your heart, a reflection of an ancient soul, you should ask yourself, what do you crave from me!" β
Chen Ming couldn't feel a little familiar breath from the woman in front of him at all.
It was as if she was the real puppet, a demon who borrowed his sister's identity.
It's just a curse, a clutter that wraps around his mind.
Chen Mingqing snorted, "I never longed to get an answer from you...... I hope you don't look like this next time! β
This is the bondage of the young man's own heart, not the sin of the evil spirit.
Unable to negotiate normally......
He was just the other half of Chen Ming's soul, but when he saw the woman Wan'er, he laughed, "Are you afraid?" Fear of me is not real, or rather, I confirm that what accompanied you before me is only an insinuation of an ancient soul......"
Chen Ming gasped, "True, true, false...... Do you need to be so clear?"
The corners of the woman's mouth slowly curved, and she shook her head lightly and asked with a smile, "Do you want to wake up...... Or are you afraid to wake up? The truly fearless are those who die laughing, and those who walk on the edge will either jump off the cliff or will only die on the cliff! β