Chapter 53: The Method and Possibility of the Resurrection
In the square, the previous people appeared here.
The four men, the fat men strangled by their own limbs, their bodies gradually reverted to their original shape in the convulsions of muscles.
The old man stroked Tai Sui with both hands and pressed his forehead against it.
He whispered words of thanks, and his emotions were sincere.
"Thank you...... Thank you. Once again, you saved us......"
He whispered, and the strong men behind him knelt down.
They stretched out their hands, their eyes full of greed.
"Don't you want Tai Sui?"
can be in front of them. The old man still had his eyes closed, and his face was pressed against Tai Sui.
He raised his hand, tore off a piece of meat from Tai Sui, and handed it to the strong men behind him.
"Don't you need it?" He spoke again, which also made Chen Qing realize that the other party was talking to him.
"Why do I need to?"
"She can be resurrected."
He closed his eyes and handed out slice after slice of Tai Sui meat.
But when Chen Qing approached, he shook his head, and he didn't care if he could see it or not: "That's not important." ”
"Why?" The old man was really stunned this time. He turned his head with puzzlement in his eyes: "Why doesn't it matter!" When she died! You're obviously very reluctant! ”
"Because it doesn't matter......"
"What's important then?"
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Wan's headless corpse had already walked out.
She leaned against the wall, her arms folded, her clothes still purple with blood.
She obviously didn't have eyes, but she seemed to be still looking at Chen Qing's body, and asked word by word, "Then what's important?" It doesn't matter even if I'm dead, even if I'm dead because of you? ”
He thought for a moment and shook his head slowly: "It's important to really come alive. ”
"But if you don't get out of here, that world is real!"
Chen Qing's face did not change, but the corners of his mouth grinned: "That world will not hurt." He chuckled softly and tilted his head, but there was a bit of freedom in his smile: "Even if I can live in a false world for the rest of my life, even if I can never leave that world." But in that world, even if you live for a lifetime, you will not have your own consciousness.
In that world, I would not feel hurt by separation and loss. Fake is always fake, and desires should not be satisfied without a bottom line. ”
He took a deep breath and smiled at the corpse by the wall: "Injections of placebos do make patients recover faster. But only a placebo injection will never make the patient better.
If you paralyze your nerves and don't know the pain, you don't know where you hurt for the rest of your life. ”
He was about to say something more, he wanted to tell Jiang Wan's corpse not far away, to tell him that there was another way for him to really resurrect her here.
But when he thought about it, he smiled and shook his head slightly: "Forget it." Why should I explain my hallucinations? ”
As he spoke, the old man not far away had turned pale.
He trembled his fingertips and pointed at Chen Qing, his face was pale, as if he did not argue that this unfilial son had abandoned his family business.
His lips trembled, and he said word by word, "How dare you! How dare you despise the gift given by Tai Sui Ye so much! ”
He walked forward step by step, and before he could reach Chen Qing's side, the feeling of danger, like a beast, approaching him, had already arrived.
He was right in front of him, and the feeling that he would die almost in the next second haunted me.
This sense of crisis also made Chen Qing take out the wooden thorn from his pocket again.
At this moment, he aimed the wooden thorn in front of him.
"Huh. You just want to challenge me with this? With this stick, which is slightly longer than my little finger? ”
The old man smiled, the disdain on his face almost palpable.
Similarly, Chen Qing can also clearly recognize the difference between himself and the other party, his disdain is justified, he can be so proud.
But Chen Qing looked at him, and the corners of his mouth also showed a sarcastic smile: "As long as the power is used in the right position, even ants can kill the dragon." ”
He didn't wait for the old man to continue to say anything, he also ignored the indifferent pride on the other party's face, he raised the wooden thorn in his hand, but in the next moment, he turned the tip of the wooden thorn.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and the pace under his feet also stopped, he pressed his hand, and the sharp wooden thorns passed through his chest at this moment, he gritted his teeth, the sharp pain in his chest made him suffocate a little, he gasped strongly, let his somewhat spasmodic lungs continue to function, he stirred his chest, gritted his teeth, blood had gushed out of his mouth.
It was blood oozing from his stomach, but in the next second, his chest began to heal, and even though the wooden thorn was still in his chest, his muscles began to heal.
Chen Qing looked down at his chest, and at this moment, he knew that he had won the bet.
"Tai Sui...... It is worthy of Tai Sui. ”
He laughed, and stirred the wooden thorn in his heart again, the pain that had transcended the nerve had made him lose sight in front of him, but his hand still didn't stop, his wooden thorn, the dry blood glass still turning in his chest.
The throbbing of his chest quickened, and the tremors in his muscles grew faster and faster as he repaired and scarred.
At this moment, the muscles in his chest almost turned into festering flesh.
A lump of moving meat puree.
He gritted his teeth, and at the end of the countdown in his heart, he pulled out the wooden thorn in his chest.
He looked up and wanted to look at his hand, but the dizziness effect of the pain had not passed, and it was white in front of him, so he squatted, and after squatting for about three or four seconds, he looked at his hand after the world in front of him gradually recovered.
In his hand, the half-finger-sized piece of Tai Sui lay quietly, it was pierced on the wooden thorn, the original whiteness and brightness were gone, and it became yellow, and a little thirsty.
"You...... That Tai Sui old man will take himself to help you! How can you take revenge! ”
But before him, the old man's voice was full of pity, and he fell to his knees, his face was pale, and he staggered forward, and after about three or two steps, his face became very gloomy.
"What the hell have you done to Him!"
Chen Qing listened to his question, and his eyes fell on his palm.
He looked at the palm of his hand, smiled, and then waved the piece of Tai Sui.
"Let the false return, let the truth return to the earth."
He whispered, his trembling calves standing up.
He staggered, his body shaking.
He walked up to the old man, and the old man's fist immediately struck at Chen Qing's face.
But this time, his fists were no longer so powerful and unstoppable.
He looked at the other party's fist, and the punch fell, but it was firmly caught by his palm.
He looked at the old man, patted him on the shoulder, and pointed behind the old man.
Behind him, the fat, scrawny aborigines collapsed, scratching at their necks, blood pouring from them.
He looked at the investigators, their eyes glazed over, their fingers clasped tightly on their chests, they tore, and after a brief wail, a huge explosion erupted from them.
The pitch-black liquid squeezed through their chests and their lives dissipated there.
They all died, to the point that only two of them remained......
Maybe three.
Jiang Wan's headless figure always stood beside Chen Qing, she crossed her arms and seemed to have a smile on her face.
Somehow, Chen Qing just had this illusion. But in the same way, he also knew that Jiang Wan's head was gone, how could she laugh?
He walked up to the old man and looked down at him, his figure became thinner, and he fell to his knees, ignoring Chen Qing's actions.
So Chen Qing also crossed him and walked in front of Tai Sui.
"Do you want to have Him to yourself?" The old man's voice was particularly poignant.
"Nope." Chen Qing was silent for a while and took out the document from his arms.
He glanced at the shrine in front of him and wrote this on the document.
"Tai Sui's pollution will dissipate when the people who remain in the tulou raise their middle fingers."
He wrote so, and glanced up at Jiang Wan's figure standing next to the old man.
He looked at the other person's body, slowly closed his eyes, and raised his fingertips.
"Fuck you in this world."
He whispered, and the moment he opened his eyes again, the mess on the ground vanished.
Only the old man remained, emaciated and ragged, his crumbly body covered in dirt, and he twisted and wriggled so that blood and icing on the ground covered his body.
His lips, already chapped from hunger and thirst, became even more bloody.
He looked at Tai Sui in front of him, Tai Sui was still there, but Tai Sui's size was two laps smaller, and there were still signs of shrinking.
Chen Qing sighed and took out a clean silk scarf from his pocket.
He tore off a piece of Tai Sui and moistened the silk scarf from the shrine before slowly putting it into his pocket.
He went all the way back to his previous room, and Jiang Wan's body no longer sat upright.
In other words, he could no longer find Jiang Wan's body.
In this room, only her remaining clothes were left in place.
He closed his eyes, and after thinking for a long time, he took out the document from his pocket: "The woman who died in the rickety old man will come back from the dead when she enters the tulou for the second time." ”
He took notes and wrote the words, but then the image he was expecting did not appear.
Chen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and then, he pinched his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then took out the document again: "The investigator named Jiang Wan who died in the old man will be resurrected after the body is gone." ”
He wrote again, but the handwriting on the document was already on the fourth line.
But the result? It still doesn't work.
He looked at the bloodstained clothes in front of him, and his heart was already a little flustered.