All I knew was that it was a board, not too wide, but very high.
The bottom of the board seemed to be wrapped in thick leather.
When I pulled it open, I felt strong friction underneath, but I didn't hear any sound.
On the other side of this board, there was a large bright space connected to it.
Due to the urgent situation at the moment, I didn't have the intention to take a closer look at what was inside.
The boiling water in the distance seemed to know that we were about to escape.
It suddenly accelerated its flow and was within one meter of us in almost the blink of an eye.
Wu Lin already had a lung problem.
I was afraid that he would be too seriously injured and would not be able to recover for a while, so I planned to push him in first.
But as soon as I turned around, Wu Lin's foot pressed against my thigh.
He pushed hard, and I lost my balance on the spot.
I staggered a few steps, bent down and got into the doorway.
Wu Lin also dodged and rushed in.
When he came in, he grabbed the edge of the door with both hands and struggled to pull the door panel back up.
The boiling water flowed very fast, and when there was still a gap of five or six centimeters wide in the door panel before it could be closed, streams of boiling water and steam came in through the gap.
Wu Lin's trouser legs were immediately soaked, and large blisters appeared on the backs of his fingers.
But this guy just endured the pain and closed the door tightly.
I don't know whether I was shocked by the boiling tide or something, but I didn't go over to help immediately.
It wasn't until the door panel closed again that I staggered up and ran to Wu Lin to check his injuries.
When Wu Lin saw me walking towards him, he immediately waved his hand at me, as if he didn't want me to pass.
I stood less than one meter away from him, bent down and asked him: "Are you okay?"
Wu Lin waved his hands vigorously for a while, and after a long time, he finally squeezed out three words from his lungs: "It's okay."
This guy's tone was still cold as hell, but there was a stubbornness that was almost paranoid in his words.
In fact, I can probably guess that the most serious injury on his body is not the blisters on his fingers and ankles, but his lungs that were blown away.
He didn't seem to want me to know that his endurance and lung capacity were much worse than mine.
After running for so long, I was just a little short of breath, but his lungs just exploded.
But when has this happened?
What’s the point of worrying about these things?
I didn't understand what Wu Lin meant, and he probably didn't need my understanding.
When the injury became less severe, he turned sideways, facing the door panel, leaving me with only his back.
Seeing him like this, I couldn't say anything else, so I turned around and looked around.
It is a stone hall with an area of about fifty square meters.
Except for the four walls made of green bricks and six or seven ear lamps, there is nothing in the huge space.
This place seemed to be a shelter specially built to avoid the boiling tide.
After another two or three minutes, Wu Lin finally regained his composure, and sighed to himself: "Oh, narrow escape from death.
I should have known I wouldn't have brought you in with me."
I don't know since when, his personality seems to have stabilized.
At this time, his tone is still cold, but his words seem to be very easy-going.
I looked back at him and said, "You're fine again."
"What do you mean I'm fine again?
Nothing happened to me.
Cough cough cough cough."
He just tried his best, and then a series of coughs followed.
It seems that this guy is like me.
External injuries and bone injuries heal quickly, but internal injuries take a long time to heal.
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I walked up to him and squatted down, raising my chin at him: "I mean your personality has returned.
You look exactly the same now as when you first went to my grocery store.
To be honest, along the way, There have been times when I thought you were a psycho."
Wu Lin winked at me: "Grocery store, isn't that a thrift store?"
The corner of my mouth twitched: "Slip of the tongue."
The twitching at the corner of his mouth seemed to be uncontrollable.
After saying these two words, he still kept twitching.
Wu Lin's tone was extremely cold, and he seemed to be repelling people thousands of miles away.
However, whether it was the words he used or his expression when he spoke, he looked extremely peaceful.
This combination feels very inconsistent.
How to put it, it's like there is a rough old man with muscles all over his body standing in front of you.
At that time, he was talking to you with righteousness and anger about his junior high school teacher extorting money from their family.
When he talked about excitement, his eyebrows They were all twisted together, making a fierce look, but his voice was thinner than that of an underage girl.
I forget who said that contrast often creates beauty.
But I think the contrasting thing may not necessarily be flowers, but may also be cow dung.
Seeing that the corner of my mouth was twitching, Wu Lin frowned and asked me, "Your face is cramped?"
I raised a hand to cover the corner of my mouth, shook my head, and said nothing more.
In fact, now that I think about the scene at that time, I feel strange.
I am obviously in a place where danger is lurking everywhere, and I have just experienced a life and death, but when I get along with Wu Lin, my mind is always thinking Will wander off and think about some nonsense.
After saying this, I suddenly realized that Wu Lin seemed to be like this every time I saw him.
According to other people who are familiar with Wu Lin, Wu Lin becomes abnormal every time he sees me.
In that fifty-square-meter stone room, Wu Lin and I had always maintained such silence.
Outside the stone door, the sound of water flow never stopped for a moment.
The high temperature of the boiling water gradually penetrated the thick stone wall, raising the temperature inside the stone room.
Ice silkworm Gu is indeed a good thing.
After the temperature rose, I just felt my skin was slightly numb and had no other sensations.
Wu Lin stayed away from the stone door early in the morning and sat in the deepest part of the stone chamber.
He kept fanning his palms, trying to use his weak Cool yourself with the force of the wind.
Later, it was Wu Lin who spoke to me first and said, "Don't worry, the temperature won't rise anymore."
Still a cold tone, calm expression and words.
I nodded and said nothing.
After a while, Wu Lin spoke again: "There is a cancer in my body."
I turned around and looked at him: "cancer" "Didn't you ask me just now why my personality keeps changing?"
Wu Lin said: "Because there is a cancer in my body.
That thing can control my mind and make me insane.
But don't worry, every time Every time it damaged my nerves, I healed quickly, and so far I haven’t done anything out of my control.”
I frowned and nodded: "So that's it."
Wu Lin added: "It is said that this is the way of heaven."
There was no beginning to the end of his words, and I didn’t know what he wanted to express, so I looked at him with very confused eyes.
Wu Lin then said to me: "The old scholar told me that no matter what happens, when it reaches the extreme state, it will develop in the opposite direction.
What else can you say, this is called a dragon with regrets.
In order to have no regrets, we survivors There are some stubborn diseases in my body that cannot be cured.
He also said that it is because of this cancer in my body that I am stable in the state of a flying dragon in the sky.
This is the statue of the Nine-Five Statue, good luck, what the Nine-Five Supreme Being, look at me.
I have never been an emperor for a day in my life.”
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I couldn't help being happy when I heard these words: "You don't understand what I mean at all.
The dragon has regrets and the flying dragon is in the sky.
These are all hexagrams and lines, which belong to the Qian hexagram among the sixty-four hexagrams.
Ninety-five , just do it Line 5 in the hexagram.
In the Zhouyi Bagua, nine is yang and six is yin.
This line in the hexagram Qian is also a yang line, so it is called the line 95, and because this line in the hexagram Qian is yang.
Yao is in the Yang position, so " Before I could finish speaking, Wu Lin quickly waved to me: "Okay, okay, please don't gossip with me or anything like that.
I don't understand it at all."
"But the old scholar is right.
People like us have too strong vitality, almost beyond the scope allowed by the laws of nature.
It can be considered that we have reached the point where we are exalted and have regrets."
I said with a smile first.
After saying this, he asked Wu Lin: "So, the old scholar you met has also studied the sixty-four hexagrams.
Do you think he is also a warlock?"
Wu Lin spread his hands: "I don't know about that.
But you just said that your vitality and mine are too strong, so do you also have something unclean growing on your body?"
I shook my head.
Wu Lin's tone became a little serious: "The old scholar said that a strong dragon must have regrets.
People like me will inevitably have diseases that cannot be cured."
He kept looking into my eyes as he spoke.
I understand what he wants to say, and I also understand that the disease that can suppress me will sooner or later be inflicted on me.
This is the way of heaven and I cannot escape it.
At this time, I was even thinking that maybe Er Ye had at least one disease that could never be cured.
Wu Lin probably saw that my expression was not right, so he quickly changed the subject: "This tide will last for five or six hours before it subsides.
We have to wait."
I glanced at Wu Lin and nodded silently.
After that, he kept squatting there and looking at me without moving his eyes, as if if he didn't keep an eye on me, I would do something very unreliable, such as commit suicide or something.
Being stared at by him all the time, I felt indescribably uncomfortable, and I couldn't get out for a while.
In order to divert his attention, I could only take the initiative to speak: "Why did you choose a place like Bohai Bay?"
Wu Lin was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what I meant and asked me: "Tell me about the Pansha Formation."
I nodded: "Bao Youyou speculates that you set up the Sand Formation in Bohai Bay to kill some locals.
But I think this statement seems unreliable.
You have spent so much effort just to kill a few unrelated people." , is this of any benefit to you?
Wu Lin may have maintained a posture for too long, and his arms and legs were a bit stiff.
He stretched his shoulders and knees to make the key points more flexible.
After struggling for a while, he said to me: "I'll correct you on two things first. , Pansha Formation has nothing to do with me, other than you, I am not the same as those people, although I do work for the Burial Cult at present. , but I took the money and left, and from then on we went our separate ways to find our own mothers, and secondly, given the urinary nature of the Burial Cult, they might indeed go to great lengths just to kill a few more.
The purpose of the irrelevant people is also very simple, just to disrupt your business.
However, the Pansha Formation in Bohai Bay is not intended to kill people
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