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Chapter 106 A brush with death

I was startled by my own cry. If this was the Lanke chess game, and I was already in the game. Eucommia ulmoides brought me here, then, was he also in the game?

"Yes, this is the chess game. Do you understand the changes just now?" Eucommia asked quietly.

I closed my eyes and replayed the Bible debate scene just now in my mind.

The black team is brave and has occupied most of the area of ​​the Bible debate field, surrounding the white team in the middle. During the debate, people from the white team kept falling down, and their momentum was sluggish. The result of this Bible debate is likely to be black.

The white team won a great victory and the white team suffered a miserable defeat.

The strange thing is that the black team was already determined to win, but suddenly it fell back to its original position, ruining all the good situations it had achieved.

"They retreated. Is it because victory means defeat? Once a complete victory is achieved, it will be the time of destruction?" I reasoned cautiously, fearing that I would have a preconceived impression and misjudge the logical relationship behind Lanke's chess game.

"The black team can't win, and if it can't attack for a long time, it will definitely lose. The white chess will shrink with all its strength, and it will explode violently in the end, defeating the black team in one fell swoop. Look, the battle has begun again..."

As soon as Eucommia ulmoides finished speaking, the second round of the black team's attack began again. The white team shrank even more, entrenched in the center of the debate field, occupying only one-fifth of the territory of the black team.

I felt that although the black team was aggressive, it could not take down the white team at once and completely defeat the opponent.

In the black and white battle, I once again found that the black team's attacks were concentrated in the center of the debate room, like a black spear, hitting the vital point. However, the white team was like a group of ants, guarding its core position, several times

The spear blocked it.

The vulture was motionless and seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Do you know? Who are they waiting for? It's you -" Eucommia ulmoides stretched out her hand and pointed at my chest.

I looked down and saw that at some point, my clothes had turned into white monk robes. Even my belt and shoes were white. When I touched the top of my head, there was no hair left.

"The savior they are waiting for is you. Now, go and show your sharpest side. Remember, after the debate is over, the door to immortality will be opened." Eucommia ulmoides's voice became louder and louder, like a war drum being beaten heavily.

Attack and urge me to go to war.

I took five steps forward and stood on the edge of the cliff.

At this moment, I heard the aggressive voices of the black team. They were not only debating scriptures, but also using all their strength to issue death threats to the white team.

"I'm here -" Since I am a member of the white team, I can become a new force of the white team by jumping down at this moment, and can reverse the defeat with my own strength.

I opened my arms and felt the power of the night wind.

The height of twenty meters is beyond the limit of human jumping, but as soon as I hesitated, the vulture rose into the sky and flew towards me.

"Go, your mount is here, go, young hero!" Eucommia reminded loudly.

I took a few steps back and suddenly rushed forward.

The next second, I will jump off the cliff and plunge into a new battle.

At this moment, when my right foot had already stepped out and only my left foot was standing on the cliff - suddenly, I woke up. All the torches, vultures, sutra debate field, black team and white team in front of me disappeared, leaving only

The endless empty black valley.

I used all my strength to spin like a windmill with my left foot and leg as the axis, and then did three consecutive backflips, away from the cliff and out of danger.

Everything was an illusion. In my confusion, someone led me to the edge of the cliff.

If I threw myself into the debate room, I would be shattered to pieces.

Fortunately, at the moment when death came, God was merciful and allowed me to avoid the trap and pass by the god of death.

I sat on the stone, held my head in my hands, my heart was beating fast, and I was glad that I could escape.

"It must be the scent of datura flowers that harmed me. The people in the stone house had long realized that I was eavesdropping, so they harmed me with the scent of flowers. It's really hateful. They couldn't understand the secret of Lanke's chess game, so they wanted to eliminate everyone

, to ensure that the secret will not be leaked, almost killed me, almost killed me..."

I clearly felt that cold sweat was oozing out from the pores all over my body, and my whole body was wet, as if I had just been fished out of the water.

Eucommia ulmoides is really dead and cannot be resurrected, so it will never appear in my life.

If the old man and the woman hadn't used the incense to enchant them, I wouldn't have come here.

I observed the surrounding terrain and confirmed that this was the place where Eucommia ulmoides jumped off the cliff. When I came by helicopter, I once boasted to Marin that I would be able to find the secret of the Lanke chess game, but I failed to win and almost died first. In fact,

Ashamed.

After I calmed down completely, I walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

The flat debate field did exist, but there were no torches, no light, and the black and white teams of monks did not exist.

I walked back step by step, and the road ahead led to the monk's residence outside the temple. Without any illusions, all the surrounding scenery became ordinary and there was nothing mysterious about it.

When I returned to my residence, I brewed a large bowl of ginger tea and drank it in one gulp.

It is extremely cold in the Daxue Mountains. If the cold air invades the internal organs, internal injuries will definitely be left in the future.

After dawn, I woke up Lao Zhang and told him what happened last night.

His helpless eyes told me that these things were not believable and were just auditory and visual hallucinations based on my wishful thinking.

"No, there is nothing, including the stone house, the old man, the woman, and the debate room. You said that you almost jumped off the cliff. Where is the evidence? Can anyone prove it? Mr. Ye, this is also an illusion, altitude sickness, overwork, and worry.

Entangled thoughts, resentment between men and women... any emotional entanglement will produce this kind of chaotic emotions. So I hope that when you go to bed tonight, lock the door and don't open the door casually, it will be better."

Lao Zhang is a smart fool, so he is very good at using his own knowledge base to explain problems he does not understand.

"Lao Zhang, do you have any auditory hallucinations? For example, hearing someone calling you?"

I tried to inspire Lao Zhang, but he was not moved at all: "Mr. Ye, it's useless. I have been in the Snowy Mountains for many years and have become completely accustomed to altitude sickness. Once I feel uncomfortable, I quickly take oxygen and go back to my room to lie down and rest."

It will be fine soon..."

Next, I followed the route I took last night and found the row of stone houses.

The house was empty, with no trace of living people living there.

Last night I heard the crackling sound of burning firewood again and again, but now there is not even a stove or brazier here, how can I make a fire?

I could only go back disappointed, not knowing when my hallucination started.

"Did you already enter a hallucination when you saw the fairy sister flying in mid-air? Everything that follows is all imagined by me?"

I became more and more frustrated, but the only gain was that I suddenly realized from the hallucination that although the black chess piece is fierce, the white chess piece is the final winner. Also, Eucommia ulmoides said that the Lanke chess game is the door to immortality.

The only way to go, that door does not exist forever, but appears randomly during constant fighting.

"That is a dynamic door, only those who are destined can see it -" This should be the most correct conclusion.


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