After Fang Jindong came up, he soon realized that he could not survive. Insect tide invades the internal organs, and the trachea is filled with sticky secretions.
Fang Xiangshi has been refining many starvation in Sichuan. It seems that he has strong vitality, but death is a common occurrence. Those who drowned were those who knew how to swim, and the death rate of starvation was much higher than that of ordinary Fang Xiangshi.
He experienced the death of his companion. No one would have pity for monsters like them, and even they themselves would not feel pain for the death of their kind. All things do not necessarily hurt their kind, and people's hearts are probably unpredictable. Fang Jindong was already prepared for this day.
He stood up, there was no secretion on his body that was not covered by the worm, he could only walk back with his memory, stumbled forward in the dark.
It is not so much that he is to complete the final mission, it is better to say that he wants to let people know that he has left. To die silently is the greatest desecration of life.
When he completely cut off his breath, Meng Qisheng and I were watching him. In the end, Meng Qisheng sighed and read a long Buddha's name in the dark. This life has passed away, and the next life will be long.
Find him a flat and open place to place the corpse, on the ground is a line of words-the corpse of the Near East in Sichuan. We don't have any extra energy to build a tomb for him. The underground cave is his final destination.
The information Fang Jindong brought back to us is very important.
Meng Qisheng said: "Why did he suddenly lose his mind when he was in the tunnel?"
I said: "When I just listened to Fang Jindong's recollection, I found something was wrong. He obviously remembered that experience very deeply and described it in detail. At that time, what he did, what he thought and thought, was exactly like It’s another person."
Meng Qisheng said: "I just lose my mind. I lose my mind and become crazy, just like someone else."
"No." I thought: "It's not just as simple as losing my mind, I always feel that something is a little strange in it."
Meng Qisheng looked at me quietly, waiting for the following.
I thought for a while, and a thought struck my head, as if a flash of light, "Right! His thoughts are very strange!"
"How to say?"
"His thoughts should definitely not appear on Fang Jindong, even if he loses his mind. It is like a farmer in northern Shaanxi who loses his mind and will not use Italian to call me to eat lamb bun. Fang Jindong is here. When I lost my mind, I kept thinking that he wanted to pursue beauty, simplicity, and symmetry. It was like taking a course on aesthetic principles before going down the corridor."
Obviously, Fang Jindong was refined into starvation since he was a child, and he would never have such a reserve of knowledge, even if he lost his reason.
"Could it be that he was upper body by a ghost?"
I pondered: "He always said that as if there was a mysterious will affecting him, the upper body of the ghost was just a popular way of saying, or that he was affected by a certain magnetic field in the tunnel."
Although Meng Qisheng visited Station B on Weibo, he didn’t seem to understand these things. I explained: “It’s a pseudoscience that is more inclined to metaphysics. If the obsession is too deep on that day, this kind of magnetic field will remain in place, and strangers will be affected when they come close, which is the upper body of ghosts."
I went on to say: "This is actually a rather unreliable statement, but from Fang Jindong's description, only this statement can explain it, and what affects him is an external source."
Meng Qisheng has been wringing his eyebrows in contemplation, an old face looks particularly terrifying in the dark, "I think there is another place that is a little strange."
I asked: "Where?"
"His form of self-harm, why do you sound so familiar?" He whispered.
I looked at his face hesitantly, did this old thing hurt himself? This mouth is quite normal, the corners of the mouth have not been opened, and the ears are not fake.
Seeing my skeptical gaze swept across his face, he said with an aura: "It's not me! Listening to his description, I remembered the statue of the god we just saw."
"I didn't see it too clearly." I said, "I'm a little blind in my eyes, forgive me." This is not yin and yang, my eyes are really blind several times.
Meng Qisheng said, "I saw that the god statue had a wide open mouth, and... he had no ears."
I was shocked, and my hairs were about to stand up, "Don't be wrong! Walk around and take another look."
Climbing up the steps layer by layer, until the third floor, the idol still stands far from the highest point, looking down on this huge space.
I raised my flashlight and dangled on the face of the god statue. I squinted my eyes and had to see it. My eyesight was actually good before, but when I fell in the underground palace of the Qing clan, I encountered an insect infestation in Guangxi, before and after. I was blind twice, and it is estimated that I will not return to normal levels in my life.
Squinted for a long time, the hooligan who squatted on the corner and looked at the bottom of the skirt was not as careful as I was, and it really showed me something.
Indeed, as Meng Qisheng said, the god is smiling, but it is a very evil smile, with the corners of his eyes hung high, and the corners of his mouth are probably directly above the back of his head. Without ears, I don’t know if I didn’t see it because of the angle.
I walked around and turned to one side to see. There were indeed no ears, only two black pierced ears. We changed a few more caves, and all the statues were in this shape.
I Liang Sisi said: "Could it be that this god is making trouble?"
Could it be that he has been watching us
Meng Qisheng nodded: "It is very possible that the god of this cave dweller has been guarding their territory."
I almost applaud and agree, but as the successor of Marxism-Leninism, the successor of socialism with Chinese characteristics, and the five good young people in the new era, my red heart forces me to reject such an explanation.
This kind of anti-movement explanation should be defeated, and then 10,000 feet will be put on it, so that he will never turn over!
I racked my brains, and it really made me come up with a slightly less anti-...active explanation. I asked Meng Qisheng: "Do you think it is the first god or the first god?"
"Do you want to say that there was an idol first?" Meng Qisheng asked.
"No." I smiled triumphantly. "I want to say that there was a'god' first, and then a statue. For this cave dweller, when they encountered an unexplainable phenomenon, they could only attribute the phenomenon to the gods. Afterwards, a god image based on this phenomenon appeared on Fang Jindong’s body. What Fang Jindong encountered was this unexplainable phenomenon. In the tunnel, he turned himself into an image with torn corners of his mouth, no ears, and cave dwelling. The nation has also encountered such strange things. It is very likely that they have encountered it many times. They have no way to explain this mysterious thing. They can only think that God is suggesting them. So they created this kind of mouth with cracked corners and no ears. Idols."
"There are gods' hints first, then gods' statues, and the so-called gods' hints are simply because they don't have enough scientific and technological means to explain this weird thing.
"Then you mastered it?" Meng Qisheng said.
I choked.
"After all, we still have to rely on us to explain." He mocked. (End of this chapter)