I slowly raised my hand and pressed his left chest, once again confirming my judgment.

With a "snap", a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead and fell on the back of my hand. Within a minute, more than a dozen drops of sweat fell in a row, which showed how frightened and shocked he was in his heart. One minute is a very important number for human breathing, and there are only a few high-level freehand snorkelers in the world who can extend the breathing rate to the limit of life.

In the past minute, Wei Yueyan lost his breath, but he was obviously still alive.

"Little brother, can you explain...... Explain what this is all about...... The corners of Wei Yueyan's lips moved, but she couldn't smile in the end.

The living room was suddenly much quieter, and when I held my breath, I could only hear the slight sound of white ribbons fluttering in the air vents of the central air conditioner. Four minutes have passed, Wei Yueyan's heart has remained motionless, if it is measured with an instrument at this moment, it should be able to conclude that "the signs of life have disappeared".

"Anyway, you're alive. These were the only words that comforted him.

"Yes, I still ...... Live, but what kind of way to live, God, don't ...... Torture me, don't torture me......" He lowered his head with difficulty, and fell on the tips of his shoes with cold sweat, "Little brother, please, kill me...... Kill me, I'm going to collapse......"

I took three steps back, looked around slowly, and a sense of unreality came to me dimly, blurring everything in the living room.

"Is it a hallucination? everything in front of me...... Is it all an illusion?" Wei Yueyan cried out hoarsely, clearly showing signs of embarrassment. He tried to approach me, but his body only shook in place, unable to step forward, and his face was covered with tears, dripping with cold sweat.

Suddenly, I felt a strange whirlwind soar from the couch and drift towards the roof, circling around the chandelier. The wind is invisible, but I clearly feel the killing power of the whirlwind.

"There's murder, there's murder - little brother...... You see it...... Do you see?" Wei Yueyan raised her head violently, and her neck bone made a crisp "click" sound, as if this seemingly simple action had exhausted the strength of his whole body. The "Twenty-Eight Nights" led by him are very good at studying the Feng Shui Qimen and Dunjia formations, and they will naturally feel the coming crisis more easily than ordinary people.

"It's just a gust of wind—" I stared coldly at the chandelier, a faint halo of light that was hidden in the darkness behind it.

"The clouds are from the dragon, the wind from the tiger, and the whirlwind into the snake...... It's a snake, no, no, it's not just a snake......" Wei Yueyan screamed nervously.

"It's not a snake, what is it?" I tightened my grip on the knife in my trouser pocket.

In the eyes of Dunjia masters, the strange appearance of storms, rains and dews is a bad omen. Long Waterfall Rain is the most knowledgeable person, so it will never be a hasty move for him to reuse Wei Yueyan and Twenty-Eight Nights, and the latter is definitely the top master in this industry.

"I ...... of the ...... of death It's ......" Wei Yueyan let out a desperate and decadent sneer, "The strong man breaks his wrist, the hero holds the sword, life and death are better than death." My master really didn't miscalculate, this peculiar way of death, unprecedented and endless, is indeed an eternal tragedy of 'life without life, death without death'. ”

His voice returned to normal, only hollow, as usually only people with no hope of survival would say.

"Yan Daxia, tell me what it is? It's just a whirlwind in my eyes, but in your eyes, what is it if it's not a long snake?" Although the atmosphere in the living room was already tense like a balloon that was about to burst into the infinitely infinitely inflated, the hallucination I had when I first entered the desert suddenly floated in my mind—"Leng Xin kept falling, falling into those entangled bodies, and then becoming a part of them. ”

"They are—" Wei Yueyan only said three words, and the whirlwind suddenly set in motion and swept towards the western wall.

"Ahh Therefore, within a thousandth of a second, my knife had been nailed to the half-inch-high wall above the Baihui acupoint above Wei Yueyan's head, which was also the only way for the whirlwind to attack Wei Yueyan.

The whirlwind disappeared, and it felt like the knife had hit the front half of it, but the wind was a formless substance, neither a sword nor a firearm could do any effective damage to it. Fortunately, it automatically decomposed and diverged the moment it came into contact with Wei Yueyan, and the killing machine also disappeared in an instant.

My palms were dripping with cold sweat, and I couldn't guess where the wind was coming from, and I certainly couldn't prevent it in advance.

"It's okay. I walked over to Wei Yueyan and raised my hand to draw my knife.

"No...... It's not 'it's okay', it's that 'big things' have happened, little brother...... Quickly call Long Jiao back, I have something to say...... Important words...... Kill and transform, call them back, ...... quickly" He said so much intermittently, his eyes suddenly rolled white, and his throat made a continuous "clucking" sound, which is a scene that only occurs when a martial arts master can't stop himself from collapsing with all his might.

A person who is not breathing but can still speak is a walking corpse in the first place, and it is only a matter of time before he dies or not, and it is no longer possible to draw conclusions with normal thinking.

It is the strangest thing that his back is attached to the west wall all the time. I grabbed his right arm forward and pulled him away from the wall for a moment, only to realize that a humanoid shadow had appeared on the wall soaked in cold sweat.

"You lie down on the couch and I'll call them. I helped him back down on the couch, and his heart, which had just been a little more relaxed, was hanging again, because the joints of his whole body had become very stiff, and when he bent over his knees, his joints made a screeching sound of bones rubbing. Aside from the fact that he could hiss, his situation at the moment was no different from that of Sylvie who was in a state of rigidity at the time.

"Metamorphosis...... Fast...... The metamorphosis had already begun...... "The skin on his face turned a strange grayish white, like an aging and dying patient.

I walked to the door, but before I turned the handle to open the door, Long Jiao had already slammed open the door and rushed in, and then raised her gun on the ground, while Long Rao flew in the air, pounced on the shadow by the wine cabinet, and raised her gun to aim at the window as soon as she landed. The full-fledged posture of the two people is very standard and effective, which shows that they have undergone quite strict special training.

"The enemy is gone, if that whirlwind is anything to be counted. I pointed back to the sofa, "Quick, Yan Daxia has something to say to you—"

"Uncle Yan, what do you want to say? We waited in the corridor for a long time, and came back to the room to look for you, and the door was locked again. Alas, what the hell are you and Brother Chen doing?" Long Jiao jumped up and put away the gun with her hand, muttering unhappily.

My right hand stiffened in mid-air, as Wei Yueyan was smiling and standing up, and the previous embarrassment was gone.

"I'm talking about cooperation with my little brother, and you two don't have any patience at all. Forget it, let's go immediately, everything is waiting for the orders of the military division. He strode up to me and stretched out his skinny palm, "Little brother, there will be a time later, I believe we will definitely become like-minded friends." ”

"What did you just say, what do you mean by 'killing and transforming', what do you see?" I stared into his eyes, slowed my voice, and asked myself the two questions I cared about most. He must have seen something hidden behind the whirlwind, what could it be if it wasn't a snake? Could it be the tangled and wriggling bodies I saw in my hallucinations?

"Ha, little brother, what are you going to say?" he grabbed my right palm and tried to shake it a few times in feigned affection, and an inexplicable expression appeared on his face.

"What's that whirlwind? Tell me, you said you didn't see a snake, what the hell—" I tried to keep my emotions in check, my voice still calm.

"Hey, little brother, I don't know what you're talking about, take your leave. He let go of my hand and strode past my left side.

"Brother Chen, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing with Uncle Yan? There will be snakes in the guest rooms of this kind of four-star hotel? That is really fun. Hehe, aren't we afraid, we just don't know if the three older sisters in the eldest brother's bedroom are afraid?" Long Jiao laughed, slapped me on the shoulder, and retreated to the door.

"Yan Daxia—" I let out a low snort, and the anger in my chest seemed to swell dozens of times in an instant.

"What?" Wei Yueyan turned around, my right palm had already slapped the heart of his left chest, and the force was extremely accurate, and the palm just touched his clothes and then stopped. Now, his heart was beating normally, and even though I was wearing clothes, I could feel the heat coming out of the beating of his life force.

The only conclusion is that he has come back from his stupor, and in a very short period of time, he has moved from one realm to another, exactly like Xiwei's resurrection.

"What did you feel just now?" My anger vanished without a trace, for I could read a trace of inexplicable annoyance in his confused eyes. There was no doubt that the scene of the whirlwind did not leave any impression on his mind, or rather, some strange force completely brainwashed him, completely erasing the dozen memories.

"Eagle, what do you want to say?Can tonight's business end here?" Wei Yueyan stretched out her right index finger and slowly pushed my right palm away, "If you want to keep guests, just say it, you don't have to swallow it." ”

In terms of martial arts alone, I was able to keep him, but it didn't seem to help the strange things tonight.

"Hehe, Yan Daxia, I really want to keep you, but it's a trivial matter of chatting and drinking, and by the way, I heard you tell you the heroic story of holding a foreign girl in the Hawaiian Islands and killing the enemy single-handedly. You know, that battle has long been a bestseller by the cartoonists on Hong Kong Island, and even the ladies and ladies of the Führer are talking about it—"

I slowed my tone and smiled, and the stiff atmosphere in the living room immediately eased considerably.

Wei Yueyan was known as the "No. 1 Warrior of Longtang" when he was young, and he took the lead in hundreds of bloody battles with American gangsters, which also won him a reputation in the Chinese rivers and lakes and became a role model for younger generations to imitate.

The Hawaiian Islands I just mentioned was the first beautiful thing in Wei Yueyan's life.

"Little brother has won the prize, I drank your good wine tonight, and I will be the host another day. A smile appeared on his face, but it was only noticeably added to the element of total vigilance.

I opened the door for him and stretched out my hand to give up.

There was still silence outside the door, and there was no sign of the waiter, except for the occasional "ding" sound when the elevator door opened.

"Farewell. Wei Yueyan strode out of the door and walked in the direction of the elevator.

The two sisters, Long Jiao and Long Rao, held hands and smiled mysteriously at me: "Brother Chen, at the moment of the good night, the beauty is on the side, don't blame us for messing with Uncle Yan for your good deeds? To be honest, in the past, Cai Xiaofo and Sikong Xingxing vigorously admired you, saying that you were the most interesting and connotative man—we once suspected that these two idiots were exaggerating, but when we saw it today, you are 10,000 times more clever than they have praised, even if you stand with Marlon Brando and Sean Connery, you have the upper hand." Haha, we have identified you as a big brother, the gentleman has no jokes, go back and tell the military advisor, pick a good day and auspicious day to put incense and kowtow to exchange Geng posts......"

"Hey, little girl, let's go!" Wei Yueyan had already reached the end of the corridor, turned around and shouted.

The two sisters giggled and laughed, flew after me, and didn't even give me a chance to explain, just wishful thinking that they wanted to be my sister.

As I watched the three men walk around the corner, a sudden surprise arose in my heart at the ajar door of the next room 1806, and the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard inside.

Since Professor Leng's accident, 1806 has been ordered to be vacant by the police as a related scene of the robbery, how could anyone break in in the middle of the night?

"Well, there's nothing, but where did that white light come from?" someone asked in a low voice, probably accidentally knocking over something, making a jingling noise.

The other person exhaled loudly with relief: "Don't worry about it, as long as nothing happens, let's quit quickly." I always felt that this room was ghostly, and I heard that there had been fires and deaths in the past. Let's go, let's go, let's go—" The man strode out, his suit pocket caught in the doorknob, and with a sharp "stab" sound, a large hole was torn open.

"Oh my God, why are you so unlucky!" he screamed, pulling the hem of his suit in frustration, and scrambling his other hand into his pocket.

"What's the matter? Quietly, Officer Miz said that the robbers would be interested in the information left by Professor Leng, and if the other party came to the door, it would be a good opportunity for our police to show their powers-" The man with a very low voice also came out, turned sideways to face me, and suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at my chest, "Who? Stand still! Raise your hands, don't move!"

I know them, I think they belong to Mitz's cronies, and I remember the first time I met Mitz, the two of them followed him closely and obeyed him at any time.

"It's me, Chen Ying. I smiled and nodded.

The spy who raised the gun reacted quite alertly, looked left and right, and immediately put away the gun: "Mr. Chen, what happened?

I was stunned again, after all, Wei Yueyan and the Long family sisters had made a lot of noise when they left, and the two of them should have heard it, so why bother to ask knowingly?

"I've sent a couple of friends out, and they've just taken the elevator downstairs -- what's going on in room 1806, has anyone sneaked in?" I noticed that the agent was stuffed with a bottle of wine in his trouser pockets, and he was pulling his pants off.

The agent was about to answer when the man who tore the suit pocket shouted, "That's a police secret, we can't tell." Seeing that he grinned in distress, the damage to this cheap suit was probably his biggest regret tonight.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, but the police have their own discipline. The spy was reminded, and his face became serious.

I smiled, took out my wallet, took out a few bills at random, and stretched out my fingers: "Both, it's rare that everyone has time tonight, this money, please have supper." ”

The banknote made a crisp "click" sound, which was definitely the most beautiful sound in the world, and the eyes of the two people immediately softened a lot. The spy glanced at the camera at the top of the hallway, but finally couldn't resist the lure of money, walked up a few steps, and took the money in his hand.

"We stayed in room 1906, and after the desert robbery, Officer Miz arranged for the two of us to closely monitor the movement in this room. Half an hour earlier, a strange white light had lit up in the window of room 1806, so we hurried over, but found nothing. He lowered his voice and briefly recounted the story.

When I arrived in Cairo, I accompanied by Miz and conducted a carpet search of Room 1806, but found nothing but the note in the wastebasket that had been scribbled by Leng Xin.

"Officer, may I go into the room and take a look?" I cheered up, and while it wasn't clever for Mez to leave the two men on guard, it at least proved that there was a careful mindset hidden beneath his stupid exterior.

"Well, well, we'll wait for you outside the door. After the spy got the banknote, the corners of his mouth showed uncontrollable joy, and of course his attitude towards me also changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

I leaned into the room, didn't stop for a moment in the living room, and strode to the master bedroom of the ensuite. The master bedroom shares a load-bearing wall with the living room of room 108, and my intuition tells me: "If anything strange happens in this room, it must have something to do with Wei Yueyan's strange behavior." ”

On the wall, there is a small wallpaper of golden roses, a large white fireplace in the center of the wall, and on the mantelpiece sits a beige oval clay vase in the Asian style, with a large bouquet of fragrant pink roses inserted in it.

This arrangement is Leng Xin's favorite, of course, Professor Leng Hannan has been free and easy since he was young, pretentious, until today's year of knowing the destiny of heaven, he still pays great attention to flowers and mood. Therefore, no matter where they live in any city on earth, their rooms are indispensable for fireplaces and flowers.

I walked over to the fireplace and tapped the wall with my left palm, and my mind came to mind the expression of Wei Yueyan when she was on the verge of death.

You can try to imagine that when Wei Yueyan was about to tell me a secret, someone attacked him in this room, causing him to lose his memory for a short time - I subconsciously looked at my feet, the Persian-style carpet was flat and neat, and there was no trace of being trampled on.

"Fighting cattle across the mountain" belongs to the martial arts of the internal qigong and the external hard gong, the power of the palm is surging, and the power of the feet will increase accordingly, and the carpet at the foothold will definitely be sunken.

"No one has been here?" I took a long breath, and the room was filled with only the faint aftertaste of air freshener.

"Where's the white light?" I looked around the room, the windows were closed, and the drooping curtains were motionless.

"Could it be that the two spies are hallucinating themselves?" I exited the bedroom, paused in the living room for a moment, asked myself a silent question, and then went out.

"Mr. Chen, have you found anything?" the spy approached and asked with concern. His companion stood five paces away, leaning lazily against the wall, as if he had foreseen such an outcome.

I shook my head, and the agent smiled bitterly in frustration: "Maybe it's just some kind of reflection, right? The surveillance probe we installed outside the window of 1806 is not the most advanced product, the image on the display screen is not very clear, and there is a lot of black and white noise. Forget it, it's just a false alarm, good night Mr. Chen. ”

He turned around and pulled his companion to the elevator, and by the way, he raised his right wrist to look at his watch, and his tone was even more depressed: "Oops, why did this watch stop, it's really unlucky......"

I remembered his name and raised my voice: "Ban An, and I wish you a good night." ”

If only it were a false alarm, in fact I agree with his companion's phrase "ghostly", there was a faint aura of murder in room 1806, and the fireplace in the bedroom was facing the doorway, like a monster crouching on the ground with its mouth wide open, as if it were going to choose someone to devour at any moment.

When I got back to my room, I stood in front of the Western Wall for a long time. The sweat-stained shadow is still there, but it is getting fading and fading, and I believe it will soon be erased by the dry air.

It was a standard solid load-bearing wall, and the police didn't find any kind of secret passage in the room, so only a few entries were made on the search report. In addition, the robbery took place in the desert, which has little to do with the location of the investigation team, so there is no need to waste a lot of police resources here.

"Where did the whirlwind come from, and what does it represent?" I stroked the shallow knife edge above the shadow, just in time to cut the stamen of the magnolia flower on the wallpaper in half.

As the river of cars outside the window grew deserted, and the pre-dawn darkness was approaching, I lay back on the couch, hoping to sleep in the last few hours and refresh myself for an uncertain tomorrow.

"What are Tang Mei and Bai Li doing? Swords and guns are facing each other, bleeding five steps, or releasing their previous suspicions and fighting the enemy with one heart? The two of them are both characters who attach equal importance to wisdom and beauty, and it is the most regrettable thing for either side to die in the firefight. Also, where did Sikong Picking Star and Cai Xiaofo go? If they had fallen into the hands of the killer Wang Lao Wu, and then they were captured by Tang Da Niang and robbed by the snake king's men and horses halfway, would they be safe now?"

My mind was swirling with a thousand things tumbling around, and although I tried to close my eyes and breathe evenly, I couldn't fall into a deep sleep for half an hour after lying down.

The chandelier on the roof was always on, and perhaps because of some wonderful premonition, I never had the idea of "turning off the lights". Ever since the invention of human beings to use fire to expel darkness, as long as there is light, anyone's heart will be full of hope and expectation-"So, what about Prometheus, who was punished by God for stealing fire from mankind? Did he have long been aware of the weakness of human nature, so that he could use the power of heavenly fire to allow human beings to multiply forever? Unfortunately, the treasure named after him has really cost many lives, and the greedy and violent acts of the treasure snatchers will not stop at some point?"

I rolled over, and my gaze went over the back of the couch to the blurred shadow on the western wall. It's still there, but it's as faint as a halo on a Chinese ink painting, and you have to look at it with all your eye to find its general outline.

"Wei Yueyan broke out in so many cold sweats, which shows how nervous he was at that time, but he couldn't say anything-well, it's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he is choked by some kind of force, what kind of power is it, so strong that even a top master like him can't break free?"

A picture of a heavily armed Navy SEAL wrapped tightly around a gray python popped up in my mind. He wanted to tear off the python around his neck and scream for help, but how could the strength of his arms compete with a giant python like a powerful spring? His mouth opened desperately until the air in his lungs was squeezed clean little by little.

"Sergeant Schrees, who had just won the crown of 'Wilderness Survival Training King of the Year', left his young life on Snake Island in the East China Sea before he had time to open a champagne to celebrate. This passage remains forever on his martyrdom file, and the attached photos were taken by his companions who rushed to the rescue. The python was chopped into meat sauce, but the young life that died was never resurrected.

Wei Yueyan's performance just now was exactly the same as the photo of Shi Ruisi before his death, his throat was restrained, and he wanted to breathe silently.

He said that he saw a monster that looked like a snake but not a snake, and could he conclude that "he was wrapped around the neck by the monster, but the monster was invisible, like a whirlwind shot by my throwing knife?"