3 Two Lotuses "I saw a large empty field. Zongheng was at least as big as a standard football field -" Guan Baoling stretched out her hand and gestured. As far as I know, tycoon Ye Hongsheng is keen on setting up gambling games, and Guan Baoling should be familiar with football.
The area of the field is clearly understood, that is to say, at the end of the portal, there is an open space of nearly ninety meters square...
"I don't know if you believe it or not, but there is a huge cylinder parked in the middle of the open space. Its surface has a silver-gray luster, like the color of the Boeing airplane we have flown on. I guess it is made of steel, but it
It didn't have the pointed nose, side wings, tail fins, or even landing gear that an airplane should have. It just stood upright in the middle of the open space, taking up half of the football field. I looked up to find its tail, and there were at least twenty floors.
The height of the building stretches weirdly into the sky."
"At this time, I imagined that I was standing in the center of the ruins of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, surrounded by tall buildings forming a deep well, and this weird column stood in the center of the deep well..."
I can't continue describing it because the plot she narrated is too absurd, like a story from a space adventure.
The last few words she added were even more outrageous: "Mr. Feng, I also have a feeling that whether it is the palace, railings, portals or columns, they all seem to be placed in the most transparent and pure water. The water cannot be touched by the sight."
Although the barrier is blocked, my body can completely feel it, but I don’t feel like I’m suffocating due to lack of oxygen—”
"So, how did you get out of the hallucination?" I threw down the pencil helplessly, thinking that what she described was more suitable for Spielberg to make a science fiction movie. The coffee was cold, so I picked up the cup.
, no matter what, he drank it in two or three sips.
She let out a long sigh: "It is precisely because of the wonderful feeling of being 'in the water' that she feels that the surrounding air is suddenly undulating and rolling like waves, and the amplitude is getting bigger and bigger, as if a huge lang suddenly hits the sea.
, threw my body up and flew backwards, then I woke up and saw you in the mirror..."
Her narration finally came to an end, and I got up to boil water and prepare for the next round of detailed talk.
Plague said that he saw the water in the faucet begin to flow in the opposite direction, and the mysterious disappearance process suddenly began. The only thing to be happy about is that Guan Baoling is back, and I don't have to worry about being questioned by the police.
She finished talking about the hallucinations she had experienced, but she still scoffed at my meaning of "missing for twenty-four hours." According to her explanation - "My thoughts were confused for no more than twenty minutes at most. How could it be twenty?"
Four hours?”
This problem can only be given a reasonable explanation when the plague or Xiao Kereng appears. Since Guan Baoling can come back automatically after disappearing, Xiao Kereng may also be able to.
After I rejected Guan Baoling's request to buy Xunfuyuan for the third time, she reluctantly picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Xiaoye, pick me up at the door of the villa! I'm very tired, and things haven't been done -
Ah? What? Are you on the set?" She yelled suddenly, which startled me. Then I saw her holding the microphone tightly, slowly falling backward and falling on the sofa, as if she had been hit by an extremely heavy weight.
The same shock.
The microphone fell to the ground with a bang, but fortunately it did not break.
I picked up the topic, and there was a young man shouting hurriedly: "Miss Guan, Miss Guan, are you okay? Miss Guan..."
Guan Baoling's face had completely lost all color and turned pale. She fell on the sofa, covering her chest with both hands, and her shoulders were shaking rapidly.
I said "hello" into the phone, and the other party asked anxiously: "Is it Mr. Feng? How is Miss Guan? Will everything be okay? I'm her driver Xiaoye——"
I said briefly: "She's fine, but she needs to calm down now. Please call back in ten minutes."
After hanging up the phone, Guan Baoling struggled to sit up, clasped her palms on her chest, half-closed her eyes and murmured a prayer. I laughed, it must have come from the driver's mouth, she was convinced that she had disappeared for twenty-four hours, and then
In a period of time that she thought was only twenty or thirty minutes.
"I really disappeared...and for so long...you know? Xiaoye has already driven back to the set, and has been waiting for me on the side road in front of the villa for four hours. Oh my god...what is going on?
?I was just hallucinating, how could time... have passed so long?"
Now it is certain that she not only experienced hallucinations, but also escaped from the real space and entered the hallucinations, which caused the current situation of "disappearing". Regardless of what her experience means, what I want to know is this hallucination
Where is the entrance to the space?
We returned to the bathroom, and she pointed to the sink: "Right here, right in front of the sink, turn on the faucet, put your hand on the mirror, and then you can see what I said -" she did the action
, I also imitated it, but it had no effect at all.
In the mirror, two anxious and frightened faces were reflected.
"Miss Guan, I'm glad you can believe what I said. Now my friend Miss Xiao has disappeared, just like you. If you can help find her back, we can negotiate the property rights transaction of the villa..." Helpless
Sometimes, I have to ask for her help.
Guan Baoling took a few steps forward, turned on the faucet, pressed her palms on the mirror, slowly slid to both sides, landed on the left and right frames of the mirror, and looked into the mirror with an anxious expression. My eyes stared unblinkingly.
We were looking at her, hoping to see something magical happen, but at this moment, neither of us realized that if the "disappearance" happened again, we would be unable to cope with the upcoming situation.
Fortunately, she did not disappear again. The sound of water continued for nearly five minutes. The clothes on our chests were almost soaked, and we did not see anything incredible happen.
Guan Baoling took back her hands and sighed three times: "It seems that God doesn't want to help me buy a villa..."
There was no sound of water bubbling, and no one mysteriously disappeared. Everything in the bathroom seems to be normal at the moment.
Just at this moment, I heard a very rapid knock on the front door.
The front door was secretly locked. I ran back to the living room, unlocked the sliding door, and was shocked again - Xiao Kereng! It was Xiao Kereng standing at the door panting, the sweat on his forehead glistening under the light.
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There was another person dragging in her right hand, an injured person covered in blood and lifeless.
"Hey, you? You... didn't disappear. You still disappeared and came back... Where did you go?" I shouted excitedly and incoherently. No matter what, Xiao Kereng appeared again, which made me so happy.
I want to jump for joy and want to rush over and hug her tightly.
The interval between Goldfinger's departure and Xiao Kereng's appearance was about two hours. This period of time made me feel as if two centuries had passed.
"Mr. Feng... help him... get the plague in... I think... he doesn't have a few minutes to live..." She bent down and lifted the injured man's arms, and I quickly grabbed his
With her legs, she carried him into the living room and placed him by the fireplace.
The cold air kept pouring in from the door, and there was endless night outside. The cold wind blew the leaves of the birch trees, making strange rustling noises.
I closed the door and looked down to see that my palms were stained red with blood.
The injured person was indeed plagued by plague, but it was just a plague that was "dying, inhaling less and exhaling more". The clothes all over his body were punctured with nearly a hundred bloody holes, and the top of his head suffered an unknown injury. All his black and white hair were stained with blood.
His hair was dyed red. He half-closed his eyes, with a desperate bitter smile on his face. Everyone is a member of the martial arts world, and they always know whether their injuries are fatal.
Xiao Kereng straightened up, picked up the coffee pot on the coffee table and poured a few sips into his mouth, waving his sleeves to wipe the sweat, and did not notice Guan Baoling slowly coming out of the bathroom.
"Mr. Feng, it was the people from the 'Night Angel' who did it. I saw at least more than 200 people besieging him... I don't know what the plague did. The number of people dispatched by the gang is conservatively estimated to be more than 400.
Almost all of Muwan Zhoushan was covered... He had fifteen major injuries and countless small ones. Even if Hua Tuo was alive, he couldn't have saved his life..."
There is nothing surprising about this. The ancients said, "A gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a treasure in his possession." What's more, Plague is a man who hides extremely secrets. In "Night Angel", there are almost no modest gentlemen, they are all knives who have been in the underworld for many years.
Tianxue, a ruthless character seeking wealth and wealth at risk, how could he be merciful?
From Goldfinger’s words about “hunting down the traitors and cleaning up the house,” I had already predicted the fate of the plague.
Plague squirmed a little, and his legs and feet twitched. He tried to raise his head with support, but immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood clots and choked and coughed violently.
I frowned involuntarily: "Xiao Xiao, if you bring him back, I'm afraid there will be evidence for the 'Night Angel' to cause trouble!"
Look at it like this, the plague can only survive half an hour, so why offend the Koreans for such a trivial matter? His injuries are so serious that he can't speak, so what use is it to us?
Xiao Kereng leaned down and gently rolled up Plague's left sleeve. On his left forearm, there was a cyan lotus engraved on it. The flower was in full bloom, with clear and plump petals, and it was carefully painted with cyan paint.
The craftsmanship is extremely exquisite and expressive.
I have said before that Koreans' four technologies of beauty, makeup, slimming, and tattooing are world-class. Tattooing a lotus like this on the human body is simply a piece of cake.
The lotus looks familiar, but I don't understand what Xiao Kereng means: "A flower? What does it mean? Stop playing riddles!"
She rolled up Plague's other sleeve, and in the same place, she had a pink lotus tattooed on her left wrist. The shape and size were exactly the same as her left wrist. When she put Plague's hands together, I could clearly see this.
They are two identical lotus flowers, only different in color.
"He is going to die, who is he?" Guan Baoling is still confused. She must feel extremely scared now - anyone will be scared after knowing that they have disappeared from the real space for a whole day. If they can't come back, then what will happen to them?
It would be better to float and wait for death in another dimension, especially in the deep underground well she described. If it were me, I would be so scared that I would be covered in cold sweat.
When Xiao Kereng saw Guan Baoling, she was much calmer than I was. She just nodded politely to Guan Baoling, leaned over again, focused on the dying plague, bit her lip hard, and showed her sharp lips.
Huya: "He can't die! At least he can't die like this!" He suddenly leaned over and grabbed Plague's shoulder, dragging him quickly to the bathroom, leaving a shocking thick blood mark on the ground.
"Lotus? It's from the clock..." I shouted, and an idea flashed in my mind, and I suddenly thought that the winding key of the clock was exactly the same as the tattoo on Plague's wrist.
"Xiao Xiao, you thought of it earlier? You thought of it earlier?" I chased towards the bathroom and left Guan Baoling alone in the living room.
The shape of the winding key of the bronze clock is very strange. At least I have never seen a key of this shape before. The plague has a lotus tattoo on its hand. Could it mean that there will be some special connection between them?
Before he entered the bathroom, he heard the sound of running water. He turned around the door and was surprised to find that Xiao Kereng had thrown most of Plague's body on the sink, and the water droplets from the faucet sprayed directly on his face.
In the middle of the head.
The sudden cold water stimulation made Plague's body finally twist, and his head struggled desperately to escape the cold water. In extraordinary times, it was reasonable for Xiao Kereng to use these extraordinary methods. Besides, there was no cardiotonic drug in the villa.
Injectable drugs like this are the only way to wake him up in a short time.
I glanced at him, strode towards the bathtub, and turned on the two faucets at the front and back at the same time. If I could throw the plague into a bathtub filled with water, I would probably be able to prolong his life even more.
Xiao Kereng extended his thumb to me to express his appreciation for my continuous cooperation.
"Ah-ah..." Plague screamed and spit out a large mouthful of blood. The water in the sink was immediately dyed red, but was then diluted by more and more cold water.
"If you want to survive, tell us more secrets - about the Tomb of the Undersea God, the Tower of the Dead, the Book of Purgatory... As long as we make a call, the hospital's emergency rescue personnel will arrive within half an hour..."
Xiao Kereng shook Plague's shoulders vigorously. Under this violent shaking, the latter kept vomiting blood and moving his lips. He did have something to say. However, his injuries were too serious, and more than a dozen of them were normal.
The most fragile "life line" of the middle neck, chest, and lower abdomen. Every time you inhale and prepare to speak, the dozen or so holes in these three places will immediately bleed like a profuse stream, dissipating all the energy to speak.
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The water in the bathtub was full, and I gestured to Xiao Kereng. She gritted her teeth and dragged the plague with one hand, dripping with blood, and walked over, raising her hand and throwing it into the bathtub.
Plague is already in a semi-coma state. At this time, only a large fall can completely activate the vitality of his body.
The water in the bathtub was ice-cold, and when his body fell down, purple-red blisters bubbled up all over his body. My heart went cold, because only when the chest and abdominal cavity of the body were pierced by sharp knives would the water appear.
Blistering phenomenon.
"The people of the 'Night Angel' found nothing and have already evacuated. I personally heard them talking loudly about the stolen 'Book of Purgatory'. The inside story was that the plague stole the book and kept it there for three years.
I was secretly contacting the buyer, but this time I was discovered and killed by the organization, but the whereabouts of the book was unknown..."
Xiao Kereng stared at the increasingly faint blisters with a sullen face, his face full of disappointment that could not be concealed.
Plague's head rested on the edge of the bathtub, like a dying fish that had just been hit. He exhaled slowly and reluctantly, with bloody bubbles popping up from the corners of his mouth. He suddenly uttered a few words with blurred pronunciation.
It's not coherent, but I have heard these eight characters clearly, it should be "Yi shot for eight days and fell to the east."
Xiao Kereng suddenly stretched out his left hand and pressed heavily on the Dantian area of Plague's lower abdomen. He said "Hey" in his mouth, exerted his strength and slowly injected his own internal energy into Plague's body.
"Thunder thunders over rivers, and mountains are destroyed... Under ten thousand feet, gods and men come to the world... Who will live forever? Eternal death... these words... the earth will explode soon... if... destroyed..." These intermittent words
, he changed to Korean again, and it was Xiao Kereng who kept translating it while doing exercises to help him refresh himself.
The water in the bathtub kept rolling, and hot steam gradually rose on the water. This was caused by Xiao Kereng's internal force acting on the cold water when she exerted all her strength, causing the water temperature in the entire tank to rise continuously. Her internal force was so strong
, which was very beyond my expectation. Only then did I realize that she is a very reserved and low-key person.
These words have no clue, and even if they are put together, they cannot express any meaning.
Plague's eyes suddenly opened and emitted a radiant light. This was a standard "return of light". According to medical common sense, his remaining life may not last even one minute.
"Key, key, key... put it in the 'Sea Tomb of Gods', go get it... let some weird fire