Chapter 4: Die Again

Wu Ge's mother didn't believe there was anything wrong with his eyes, and she grabbed her son's arm all the way to prevent him from burrowing under the wheels of the car. It wasn't until she saw her son hit his head on the waiting sign at the station, and then apologized to others one after another, that she felt a little better.

"What the hell is going on?" she asked.

"Ugh. Wu Ge glared, searching the withered intestines, trying to find a condition that seemed to be related to his situation. Myopia, glaucoma, pink eye, trachoma, keratitis...... Cross-eyed?

In fact, even an ophthalmologist could not have said what was wrong with him. In fact, this is what the three immortals said, "Open the eyes of the sky." ”

Although the definition of "qi" is still controversial, the gods agree that the world is made of "qi". Ordinary people are very difficult to accept such arguments, and they may ask: how can qi make a stone, but if you take charcoal and diamonds as examples, then the above theory is probably easier to understand. In fact, most of the immortals are based on this theory (or even fact, in some ways). However, under normal circumstances, "qi" is not visible to the naked eye, and the human body has its own organs to perceive "qi", the most important of which is the "heavenly eye" - the two fingers between the eyebrows. A healthy ordinary person, if he closes his eyes and concentrates, can sometimes still be aware of his surroundings, and even some blind people can avoid oncoming pedestrians by relying on their perception of "qi" (of course, this does not mean that the author agrees that everyone should try to walk with their eyes closed). After all, this is a difficult action, not only children, but also adults should not imitate). However, ordinary people's perception of "qi" is quite weak, because their "Tianmu" is in a state of occlusion, and the so-called "opening of the heavenly eye" is actually a process of excitation of the "Tianmu", with the purpose of greatly strengthening the "Tianmu"'s perception of "qi".

The problem is that for ordinary cultivators, "opening the Heavenly Eye" is a slow, gradual process, and they have plenty of time to adapt and learn how to control it in the process of adaptation. But for Wu Ge, this process was too fierce, and he was not psychologically prepared at all.

Actually, he didn't know what it was all about.

"Go to the hospital and check it out. Mom said decisively.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal, just take a break. I, I guess maybe just a little stressed. ”

"What kind of pressure are you not able to tell your mother?" said her as tears came down her cheeks. "Okay, you're going to kill yourself. Do you know that it is so easy for your mother to raise you? How can your mother live if you commit suicide ......?"

"Oh, you're here again, didn't you say it was a joke?" Wu Ge was annoyed, but to be honest, he actually used "annoyance" to cover up his guilt and panic. "Isn't it just a matter of a second or two to kill myself? I'm still alive...... I don't know what nerves you're getting!"

He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, saying this about his mother. He loved his mother very much, except for the time she interfered with his freedom, nagging him, and refusing his "reasonable requests". He knew that his father was working in other places, and his mother and several sisters in the factory had set up a breakfast stall together, and they were working hard for him every day when they got up early and worked in the dark. He also hopes that he can have a good life, even if he is not productive, at least let his parents have less snacks, he hopes that he will have the opportunity to serve his parents in the future, and he hopes that he will not have to talk nonsense to his parents......

But this time he must resist the past, and must not admit that he has suicidal thoughts.

"Well, I swear, I'll never kill myself. He softened his tone a little. "You still don't believe me? If you don't believe me, I'm really going to kill myself. ”

The dull joke didn't resonate, and the mother kept her head down and didn't say a word. But she is an adult after all, and she knows that it is not appropriate to push too hard at this time.

"And what about your eyes?" she changed the subject.

“...... Wait a minute. I don't feel anything uncomfortable now, maybe it'll be fine on its own. ”

That night, things got unbearable.

Although Wu Ge repeatedly lied to his mother that his eyes were already better, and because he had somewhat adapted to it, he basically walked and did not have anything abnormal, at most he reacted a little slower. However, due to receiving some incomprehensible signals for a long time, his brain became more and more irritable, and the nerves in his body became a little abnormal, and he often had inexplicable throbbing sensations and convulsions. By about ten o'clock in the evening, he finally couldn't take it anymore.

He felt like he was going crazy, and one of the proofs was that he was now inclined to believe that he had indeed met the gods.

"I'm going to fuck this thing!" he muttered to himself.

If you want this, you have to go again. He snuck out the door. Mom has gone to bed, she has to get up at four or five o'clock every morning to make breakfast, and she always goes to bed early. This morning, she didn't go to the breakfast stall because of his business, but everyone is in business, and she can't always go.

Gotta prevent mom from getting up in the middle of the night to check his room, he thought. If she finds out that he is not at home at night, it will be irreparable.

He found a piece of paper, folded it a few times until it became a very thick mound, then placed the mound by the door frame and brought it to the door. The paper pier is so thick, and the door frames are all squeezed out of shape. Finally he tried to push the door, and it felt tight, as if the door had been latched from the inside.

I hope I can fool my mother, he thought.

He took the last train to the suburbs, or "the edge of the city," both of which are pretty much the same for a rapidly expanding city.

Time was tight and he had to go up the hill as fast as he could. In the mountains, he was amazed to find that he had night vision. Despite the strange blue-green hue and the strange glow of everything, the whole effect was like a broken color TV, but he could clearly see the path, the woods, and the thorn bushes.

"I can't tear my clothes anymore this time. He reminded himself secretly. "Otherwise, it's not easy to go home. ”

Eventually, he got his wish and made it to the top of the mountain with his almost intact clothes.

"The gate of the fairy world," he muttered. "There's a door here. ”

Where's the door?

Is it hiding behind a small tree over there?

He stared at the void, imagined a door in front of him, and raised his leg to kick it.

Nothing happened. He looked around weakly, raised his leg and kicked it a few more times, pretending that he was moving his legs.

No one is peeping, is it?

"Open the sesame door. He tentatively did.

Nothing happened.

That's really ...... It's stupid.

Wu Ge was disheartened and had already begun to doubt whether his decision was the right one. But he was still a little unwilling.

"At the time, I was going to kill myself, and then I ......," he recalled.

"I'm going to kill myself, I'm going to kill myself, I'm going to kill myself, I'm going to ......," he made his last ditch.

There is no effect.

An icy feeling slowly welled up in my heart. "Maybe, I'll have to do that. He said slowly. "Take a step forward. ”

He stared at the bottom of the cliff, where there was a slight yellowish reflection. He tried his best to mobilize what was left of his sanity, trying to think rationally.

"If there were immortals, I should have taken a step forward - that's how I got in. ”

"If there are no immortals, then, I am already crazy and schizophrenic. ”

"If I'm crazy, it's better to live than to die, it's better to take a step forward. ”

"Originally, I was going to kill myself. ”

"So...... Take a step forward. ”

He paused and repeated the whole step, feeling that he couldn't find anything wrong with the logic.

"Okay. He whispered, like a sigh. He stared at the glimmer of light at the bottom of the cliff as if he were under hypnosis.

He straddled.