The last ripples in the crucible were smoothed away by Lin Xian's calm gaze. No flaw could be found on the mirror-like medicine surface. All the blackness in the world was slowly boiled by a slow fire into a pool of liquid medicine in the crucible.
It exuded a strong and familiar medicinal fragrance, but when had she ever smelled it?
So she sat in the quiet and dark library, leaning against the bookshelf behind her with her eyes closed to reminisce. Gradually, the scene came to mind, but she forgot the time. The pouring rain began to fall in front of her eyes, and then the
There is a large iron door with dark brown rust like dried blood, and the wall is surrounded by a coil of iron thorns, which closes the hazy sky and the gray city under the sky.
Oh, by the way, that orphanage was a Southern California-style building hidden on the outskirts of the city. She once stood in front of the attic window and looked at the rainy city. Behind her, there were the familiar sounds of children playing, and then the door was pushed open.
, she did not look back but smelled the medicinal fragrance.
The man brought in a pot of black medicinal liquid. He babbled that the medicinal materials were very expensive and cost him several days of wages. He could not even afford instant noodles, but he did not dare to tell the truth to him at that time.
The little girl, the ingredients of the medicinal solution, because after she opened the letter today, she discovered that every medicinal material cooked with an alcohol lamp is pharmacologically labeled as "highly toxic", and the damage to the human body includes but is not limited to the kidneys.
Symptoms such as failure, gastric perforation, gastric bleeding, etc.
It should be said that such terrible medicinal materials must be deadly poisons, right? But this is not the case. When they are boiled into a pot, the flame goes out and the boiling stops. The medicinal materials seem to have taken off their terrible coat and become
Clean and pure, the mirror-like black water surface reflected Lin Xian's pupils, as if he was staring at her, trying to see the childlike face he once had in her eyes.
After Lin Xian extinguished the alcohol lamp, she placed the hot crucible on the table mat to cool down. She spread out a piece of white paper, took a pen, and wrote the name of her old friend on top of it.
When there is a letter, there will naturally be a reply.
The letter sent by the man named Zhou Jingzhe has become a jumping elf in the stove. In that letter, the man told a long-standing story in a self-narrative tone.
The story is not long and not difficult to tell. It originates and ends, just like a dream.
So after waking up from the dream, the person in front of me woke up from the dream. It turned out that she had kept her eyes closed before, and there was the warmth of the sun outside her eyelids. She only needed to open it, see it, and get it.
So she decided to go see it.
At the beginning of the letter, she put pen to paper, and the brass pen tip stopped on the paper. The ink beads at the tip only missed the fluff of the paper by a centimeter.
What to write?
It doesn’t have to be too long or too affectionate, they are just passers-by to each other.
So just write a sentence.
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【In the future I will start running and run to the front.】
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Stop writing, seal the envelope and put it on the corner of the table. The heat on the table has disappeared and the medicine has cooled.
Lin Xian picked up the crucible and drank up the bitter and long-lasting memories in it. Black foam appeared in front of her eyes one after another, filled with phantoms and emotions. They were superficial and would soon burst and disappear, but they would always continue.
Emerging from the ground, persistent and stubborn.
She closed her eyes gently, put her hands on the desk, pillowed her cheeks with her hands, and wanted to fall into a foamy dream.
Maybe the lights also blessed her, so all the light in the library went out, and even the last shadows melted into the darkness.
The time came to 0:00 midnight, and grand fireworks lit up outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the library. The fireworks illuminated the profile of the girl on the table, the shadow of her eyelashes reflected on her cheeks, and her back moved on the old bookshelf, pulling
grows, and eventually disappears.
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Lin Xian's Qi gradually calmed down. If there were an infrared thermal imaging camera to take pictures, it would be found that the brightness representing body temperature began to dim rapidly. Her heart rate gradually dropped from 70 to 50, then 40, 30, 20, to
In the end, it was almost non-existent, which also means that the effect of the tiger and wolf medicine has begun to take effect.
The long-dormant bloodline is beginning to be awakened, and earth-shaking transformation is about to begin. This process is called 'transformation' in dragon culture. They often choose uninhabited forests to hollow out an entire mountain to hide in it, or escape into the depths.
The deep sea is hidden in the sand of the seabed. Any disturbance may lead to irreversible cruel consequences of this process, and today is not a stable day.
In the darkness of the blackout, the library's emergency lights were turned off and all warning measures were silent. At this moment, the library door silently opened a gap, and then a thick black shadow entered like a ghost, without causing any air flow.
.
He hid in the library, climbed up the towering rows of bookshelves in a way that was contrary to human posture, hid in the darkness and quietly observed this strange space, looking for possible enemies. But even so, he still
Ignoring the slender figure melting into the darkness in the far corner.
In the darkness, the girl's weak but long breathing was like a whale swallowing the ocean. A large amount of oxygen was unconsciously inhaled into her lungs and merged into her blood. The oxygen content began to surge, and the secretion of thyroid hormone doubled, causing her metabolism to begin to overspeed, which meant that she
We have officially entered the first step of "transformation".
After observing and confirming that there was no one else, the black shadow began to prepare to go deep into the library, but at this moment, the emergency lights of the entire library came on, the hiss of electricity continued to flow behind the wall, and the library door was suddenly blocked.
Pushing away, the middle-aged man dragging a metal vial walked indifferently through the aisle under the dome. At the same time, the power in the library that had been cut off was restored, the warning system was fully activated, and the cameras were operating normally. Norma's eyes fell here again.
The bones in the girl's body in the darkness of the corner began to shift finely, and white milk bud-like "buds" appeared at the ends of the bones. Bone calcium began to be synthesized and secreted in large quantities. The hardness of the bones began to leap forward quietly, and the "buds" also began to slow down.
The process of the ground crawling and breaking out roots lasted for half an hour. During this half hour, the black shadow in the blind corner of the surveillance did not move, staring at the camera in the library that had restarted operation and began to count silently.
Half an hour later, the old man who was looking impatient and solemn pushed open the library door as promised. He walked quickly towards the second floor. The black shadow in the corner looked at his back quietly like a cold-blooded animal hunting, but in
After seeing the other party's vigilance, he still chose to give up the aggressive attack.
At this time, the girl lying on the table seemed to be having a good dream, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but no one could know that at this moment, she was undergoing unbearable pain.
A large number of skeletal muscles began to dissolve under the influence of unknown substances secreted from the blood. A constant number of muscle fibers began to be torn and reshaped by an absolute force. The total amount of remodeling was gradually increasing each time, and the fibers were like ropes.
entwined, solidified beneath the surface of the skin
Every time the blood flow passes through the brain, it secretes chemicals that are highly toxic to ordinary people. Those substances are smudged in the transparent liquid, like a colorful firework blooming in the brain, with bright fire patterns.
It landed on every part of her body and began to be transformed like a water mill.
After a while, the old man wearing a nightcap arrived belatedly. Compared with the majesty and vigilance of the first two old men, this guy looked too relaxed. He was wearing pajamas and fluffy slippers.
It even made the dark shadow in the corner think about whether it was necessary for him to attack the other party, because he felt that this kind of thing should not be able to affect his next actions.
So the library fell into silence again, and at this time, the black shadow moved. The half-hour silence did not make his body stiff. At the moment of action, he climbed on the bookshelf as fast as an arthropod, holding his hands
Sticking to the wall and sitting on the bookshelf as if he were rooted to the ground, he made leaps and bounds again and again. In the air, his body was twisted and compressed to a jaw-dropping and terrifying degree, so as to move within the tiny blind spot of the camera.
When he moved to a further landing point, he landed next to a wall lamp in a twisted posture. His fingers pinched the connection between the wall lamp and the wall. The amazing finger strength hung him on it. He raised his head and stared deeply.
Staring at the deepest part of the corridor surrounded by murals, there stood a heavy and thick elevator with explosion-proof reinforced steel plates. If you want to enter, you must use absolute 'authority'.
It just so happened that Black Shadow had this ‘authority’, which was given to him by the mastermind behind this operation, a golden electromagnetic card.
The next landing point was a full fifteen meters away from where he was now, so the black shadow on the wall began to adjust its posture, hanging upside down on the wall lamp like a spider, and its bones made an abnormal popping sound.
(Not in the keel state), a new black shadow even appeared on his waist, with a sticky liquid, and he curled up against the wall, tensing up and accumulating strength.
Just when the black shadow was about to explode with force and eject, a heartbeat suddenly sounded in the library.
A very ordinary heartbeat, contracting, then expanding, and then a "pop" falling into the ears, which can make people imagine that blood is transmitted to the whole body through blood vessels from mechanical movement.
But the "plop" that sounded in the black shadow's ears seemed too loud, as dull as a thunderstorm that smashed through the sky!
Strong hallucinations rushed into the black shadow's mind along with the heartbeat, and a welcome appeared in front of his eyes. It was the hammer made of the bones of the king on the throne that was furiously tearing apart the fragile drum head.
What gushes out from below is the blood fountain and power of the high pillar. Everything is splashed on the king's throne, dripping with blood, and a new king is born.
The black shadow suddenly turned around. In the darkness, the golden eyes traveled through space and locked violently to a dark corner in the distance, where the source of the abnormal sound was actually a person.
A woman.
She was wearing a long white velvet dress, with a long white neck exposed under the round collar. She was so quiet and beautiful, with her hair hanging down by her ears and faintly swaying in front of her eyes. She lay quietly on the long table.
As if she was asleep, the black shadow from which the heartbeat came came easily locked onto her, and her eyes moved to that overly beautiful face as if attracted by a magnet.
How to describe that sudden beauty?
Like buds sprouting, springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, the old cocoon is broken, and a new beauty stands up from the inside. Every inch of the skin is filled with the breath of "new life" and "beauty".
In the silent dark library, the spider-like figure on the wall lamp gradually began to breathe heavily, and the deepest parts of his golden eyes were stained with red blood. Every nerve in his body was beating, and the phantom pain spread to
On the surface of the scalp, ants hide under the skin and bite the flesh bit by bit.
That is the impulse coming from the bloodline, the roar of desire.
This is an extremely abnormal phenomenon. Even though his bloodline gave him a natural urge for blood and desire several times that of ordinary people, he spent decades in that hell learning how to control everything about himself.
Now, the moment he saw this mysterious woman, he couldn't help but go to the edge of losing his mind.
He can feel the changes in his body bit by bit. In the "Word Spirit" state, he was originally a pure "cold-blooded creature", but now his body temperature has begun to rise extremely, testosterone has increased, and the male
Hormones began to secrete uncontrollably. The slender and weak woman's figure hidden in the shadow, and every curve and arc pressed against the table made his dopamine and norepinephrine flow out at an accelerated rate. This was an uncontrollable desire.
, comes from the desire deep in the blood.
He wants her.
He actually started to have auditory hallucinations. There was a voice in his ears. What should he do? It was the whisper of his cells and every inch of his body, letting him absorb, crave, and absorb the extreme desire that attracted him.
Everything is devoured.
Suddenly he knew what the impulse was.
That's not the impulse of lust, that's pure greed. Do you want to eat her?
The black shadow on the wall lamp quietly twisted its body and turned away, staring at the mysterious and beautiful woman in the darkness like a man possessed. The saliva unconsciously fell from between the teeth and corroded the foul-smelling green smoke on the floor.
Then he moved.
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Lin Xian had a long dream. She dreamed of a person.
The wind blew powerfully around her, and she walked on the wasteland. Huge skeletons and giant trees covering the sky gathered in the direction of the sky. She ran against everything that was solemn and desolate.
She walks in the daytime, crossing mountains and seas. The entire magnificent mountains and rivers are at her feet. Dynasties rise and fall, wars rise and fall. She travels through the world and persistently moves forward, moving forward, searching, always searching for the distance.
's soul.
She walked into the dark night, the heavy rain washed away her dust, and the golden fireflies surged around her. They sang her name, surrounded her, and paid homage to her. She dismissed it and continued to move forward.
She stepped into the white desert again, with cold wind and boulders blowing against her cheeks. The polar bear stood on the ice on the water and looked at her quietly. The black fortress under the distant peaks lay quietly in the ice, like a dead body.
giant.
Finally, she came to the man and questioned her for her rebellion and anger.
she says:
It was all fake in the past,
Memory is a road with no return,
All springs in the past cannot be restored,
Even the most passionate and steadfast feelings,
In the final analysis, it is just a fleeting reality,
Only loneliness is eternal.
Only loneliness is eternal.
Only loneliness is eternal.
Lin Xian stood in front of her, she looked at Lin Xian, and beside them was the vast snowfield.
Lin Xian knew that all this was an illusion, a sign that the bloodline that had been dormant for too long was awakening. In academic terms, it was called "spiritual vision." But at this moment, after she saw those memories, she was still willing to believe it.
The person in front of me existed, and it was a magnificent life, but also a lonely life. She carried the rising sun and the setting moon on her back, walking in the wind, frost, snow and rain, and finally found her soul.
“Are you lonely?” Lin Xian asked her.
“Yeah, I’m lonely.”
“Then do you like being alone?”
She looked at the fortress in the polar night under the starry sky in the distance and said calmly, "Who likes to be alone? It's just that they don't like to be disappointed."
“So that’s it.” Lin Xian nodded, “Then do you think you will be disappointed this time?”
She turned to look at Lin Xian, smiling and shaking her head, the golden flowers in her eyes swaying.
“It’s time for you to leave.” She said suddenly.
Lin Xian glanced at her one last time and said "Okay".
Then she opened her eyes.
The bloody storm hit her face, and the tsunami-like desire and murderous intention covered every inch of her skin. The black shadow that shot out like a snake laughed wildly with joy before it succeeded, ecstatically like a monkey scratching its head and ears, trying to kill this
The woman's clothes were torn open, and the lamb-like body was cut open to reveal the most primitive beauty inside.
But the next moment, in the darkness, a golden-red light of lava ignited, illuminating the twisted and ferocious face of the evil ghost close at hand, and the desire brimming in the blood-stained golden eyes froze, like a mirror
It reflected the girl in front of him, whose eyes were as red as lava rising to the sky.