What will you do when you are in a desperate situation and lose contact with the outside world
The battle in Death Valley was extremely fierce. The enemy drove a large group of Bonechewing Rats and launched a fierce attack on us. The battle soon ended, and our soldiers were no longer seen inside and outside the canyon.
What's more dangerous is that a group of black insects made up of a round ball hitting me. They are all tangible and real, but they can find the tangible and intangible me. I was trapped in Death Valley, and the range of movement was very limited. These flying "black balls" continued to chase me, and then dispersed into several "black balls". These black balls became bigger and bigger. The sound of insect wings rubbing while flying is particularly loud and harsh.
The "enemy" seemed to have discovered the group of "black balls" and immediately used torches to drive them away. The effect was mediocre. When the torches were removed, these "black balls" attacked again.
The Huo-hu commander hurriedly led his team to escape out of the canyon.
These "black balls" made of insects did not chase the "enemies", but continued to surround me. I was desperate and forced to the exit of the canyon, but couldn't leave.
Insects rushed up like flies when they saw some blood. I immediately felt pain like thousands of wasps sting me.
My soul twisted violently, struggling desperately but to no avail.
Could this insect even swallow my soul
I closed my eyes in despair. Only a handful of people can experience this feeling of gnawing bones.
However, when a cold wind blew, I felt my pain eased a bit, but my eyelids were still hot and painful. After opening my eyes, I found that these insects were flying towards the end of the gorge, and when the day broke, there were snowflakes.
Ghosts are most afraid of dawn, and I am also afraid of dawn as an astral state, and I hurriedly hid in the shadow of the canyon. My exposed skin has become bloody and bloody, and the back of my hand has exposed the white bones. Now I have been frozen. ice.
If I can't merge with the body right away, I may be dissipated quickly.
But I am not sure whether this exercise is over? Even if it is over, I still can't merge with my body unless someone takes my body into Death Valley.
This possibility is too small, and I experience total despair.
The ghost call still couldn't get through, and the Desert Eagle pistol was out of ammunition. I can only wait to die here.
I am very unwilling to imagine various ways to escape from here, but I can only imagine.
If the ghost phone can still be connected, I will immediately ask for help from Zheng Xiumin and even the ghost emperor. Can Master Pu Ji be able to call the ghost phone signal directly to me
When I closed my eyes and waited for my soul to disperse, I heard the sound of chanting from the end of the canyon. Is this the sound of death
The voice was deep and long, much like an old monk's chanting. But I can’t understand a word of the scripture content. I walked around and saw an old lama wearing a big red robes and a big red cap, holding a sutra tube, slowly walking towards the exit of the canyon.
I exhausted the last bit of strength and moved my soul to the canyon.
The other party is a real person wearing cowhide boots, and I am just a ray of remnant soul, and I don't know if the other party can see me, but this is my last hope.
The lama passed directly through me, and when he passed through me, I felt a needle-like pain, and the ice on the back of my hand began to melt.
The other party walked a few steps forward, suddenly stopped, turned around slowly, and said in Chinese: "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, I am Buddha, I am compassionate, and I am willing to pass through all ghosts. ."
The other party seemed to feel my existence, and I hurriedly summoned my strength and shouted, "Master, help me!"
When my eyes were dark, I passed out into a coma.
When I woke up again, I found myself floating in a pitch-black void, and my whole body was still painful like a knife cut. I hurriedly shouted, and found that my throat was also aching.
There was a little light in front of him, it was a ball of flame beating, only the size of a soybean.
The old lama's voice came from the flames, "Where are you from, and why did you break into Death Valley?"
The other party does not ask who I am, but directly asks which soul I am? Then I can only answer that I am a reserve ghost in Wuchang District.
I endured the pain and asked the other party to save me, or let me leave Death Valley.
The voice replied: "This is Death Valley, the forbidden zone of souls. Even if you are a reserve ghost guard, you will become a reserve ghost guard at a young age. You must have extraordinary abilities. The loneliness can give you a chance, if you If you can walk out of the palm prints of Master Padmasambhava, that lone will let you leave Death Valley!"
This is my last chance, but I still have concerns and hurriedly replied: "I am willing to accept your test, but my body is still in the wilderness, I'm afraid it will be swallowed by beasts."
The other party responded: "You don't have to worry. No matter how long it takes you to get out of the palm prints, it will only take one second in reality. Somewhere in the palm prints of Master Padmasambhava, you can receive the ghost signal, lonely. The law name Rongyun, you can use the ghost phone to contact!"
I also wanted to ask other questions, but the flame quickly extinguished, and I was plunged into the boundless darkness again.
It dawned again, and I appeared in a ravine, but this ravine is completely different from Death Valley. There is no grass growing here, the weather is extremely hot, and the sun is not visible.
The earthy yellow hillsides, red rocks, gray roads, and blue sky make up a weird picture. This is everything I can see.
I'm still wearing a warm special training uniform, wearing a helmet, wearing military boots, and holding a desert eagle without ammunition in my hand, but I can't even see the birds in the sky.
The wounds on the backs of both hands and hands were scabs, but the wounds on my face were stimulated by sweat and it became more painful. I furiously climbed to the top of the hillside and looked around, immediately stunned.
If I can float into the sky and look down, I can know that the place where I am now is circle after circle, one after another of gullies, just like human palm prints.
The gully is not deep, the high place is only more than ten meters, the low place is less than two meters, but the number is too much. This gully is so dense that you can't see the edge, the ghost knows where to receive the ghost signal
I hurriedly took out the phone, installed the battery, and pressed the power button.
This phone was originally out of power, but now it can be turned on again. It has only one battery and it should last for a while.
I took my mobile phone and walked cautiously on the hillside. If the mobile phone can find the signal, I can call for help. However, there is no signal display on the phone screen.
When will I find out, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on anymore. In this hot weather, there is no place in my body that does not hurt. If there is a bullet in the Desert Eagle, I will use it to end my soul. It’s a pity that I think You can't commit suicide.
As I progressed slowly, I suddenly thought of something, so I took off my leather gloves and carefully checked my palm prints.
I don’t know what Guru Rinpoche’s palm prints look like, but can I know how my palm prints are arranged
If I stretch out my palm print now, as long as I know where I am now, it won't be difficult to get out, but I don't know where I am now.
As I walked slowly, I pressed Zheng Xiumin's number on the phone, and put the phone to my ear to listen, "Sorry, your phone is not in the service area."
Perhaps the highest place can receive the signal. I think of this, and I have the strength to speed up and rush to the nearest mountain. (End of this chapter)