Chapter 7 Chapter 4: I Came Yesterday with a Frozen Face

Nothing happened, everything was an illusion. Since that day, Luo Zhongxia has always comforted herself like this.He finally manages to bury his head in the sand as one of his stunts.Luo Zhongxia is the kind of person who can easily let go of his obsessions in his heart, and can easily convince himself that it is not a big deal. He can immediately forget any troubles and ignore them.This kind of personality is called "openness" by Confucianism, "transparency" by Buddhism, "pureness" by Taoism, and "heartless" by folks. In the next few days, Zheng He and Ju Shigeng didn't look for him again, and their lives were uneventful.Luo Zhongxia, as always, skipped classes and slept late, played CS and online games as always, and talked with the brothers in the dormitory after the lights were turned off, from the new boyfriend of the school beauty to Junichiro Koizumi's hairstyle.The matter of the Changchun thrift store was slowly forgotten in memory like a dream, and Luo Zhongxia's mind was quickly occupied by another more important matter.

Huaxia University's football team lost, and it lost to the Normal University team in the inter-school league. Huaxia and Shifan have always been incompatible rivals, both sides are Ji Shengyu and He Shengliang.If Oxford and Cambridge are determined by rowing, then Huaxia and Normal University are determined by football.Therefore, the defeat of Huaxia University's football team was nothing more than a slap in the face of Huaxia's students.According to the schedule, the next round was Huaxia University's away game against Normal University, and the students who held back their anger were gearing up, planning to save face in this game and humiliate those arrogant Normal University students.

Luo Zhongxia was summoned by the people in the dormitory in such an angry atmosphere, and went to Normal University as a cheerleader to build momentum. Since ancient times, cross-school football matches have always started with gunpowder and ended with brawls, and this one is no exception.In the first half, the two sides played fairly well, but in the second half, black feet and black hands all surfaced to cover up, small moves turned into big moves, big moves turned into rough collisions, rough collisions turned into fights, and fights turned into group fights .In the end, the whole stadium became a mess. The players and supporters on both sides were flushed with youth and vitality. Paper cups, stones, bench legs and shouts flew everywhere.

One of Luo Zhongxia's seniors said: "The reason for the fight is not important, what is important is the location of the fight." This time, Huaxia University violated the taboo of military strategists.At the beginning, Huaxia University was still able to fight against the Normal University, but later, more and more students from the Normal University poured in, and it turned into a one-sided pursuit. The people from Huaxia University fled in all directions, while the people from the Normal University patrolled the campus. , anyone who looks like a student from Huaxia University will be beaten up.

Luo Zhongxia is actually not good at fighting. Originally, he just wanted to have a face-to-face meeting and withdraw, but he didn't expect the situation to become more and more violent.He and other cheerleaders were quickly dispersed by the crowd.Facing the shouts of "grab Huaxia University and beat him to death", Luo Zhongxia panicked and fled all the way from the stadium.Several normal students saw Luo Zhongxia's figure and immediately chased after him. Fortunately, Luo Zhongxia had been to the Normal University several times before, and he was quite familiar with the geographical environment here. Without a word, he went straight to the north gate closest to the stadium and ran with his feet. As long as he ran to the security guard at the gate, he could escape. .

It's a pity that the students of the Normal University were more familiar with the environment than him. As soon as he stepped onto the boulevard leading to the north gate, two groups of people rushed out from the front, left and right, blocking the way.Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Zhongxia caught a glimpse of a quiet path next to a small hill on the oblique right side, and he didn't know where it led.When the situation was critical, he panicked, plunged into it, and ran along the path with his eyes closed. The path is not short, about several hundred meters long, and it twists and turns, with ups and downs.When he ran to the end of the path, he realized that at the end of the path was a building that looked like a library.The library has about five floors, is dark gray in color, and is surrounded by high concrete walls, more than three meters high.The small gravel road just turned around the library along the wall, and there was no other exit except returning the same way.

Luo Zhongxia hurriedly wanted to back away, but there were already noisy footsteps and shouts in the distance.He ran to the door of the library. The door was locked, and there were no windows on the first floor that could be opened.In a word, this is the so-called "Jedi" by military strategists. Luo Zhongxia leaned against the wall, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, his hands trembled slightly, and a duet of despair and fear began to play in his heart. He just saw the famous "Da Zhuang" among the people chasing him. Da Zhuang is a special sports student of the Normal University. He is well-known among the gangsters in the entire university area.It is unimaginable what will happen to a single student from Huaxia University who falls into the hands of "Da Zhuang".

The footsteps of the pursuers are approaching, but there is no way for him to enter the ground. A strange thought suddenly popped into Luo Zhongxia's heart. Nowhere to go, I can fly. Thinking of this, a burst of breath surged in his chest, his left foot naturally lightened, and his body lightened instantly.By the time he realized it again, he was already standing on the edge of the fifth floor of the library. "what……" Luo Zhongxia screamed in fright, her body suddenly lost her balance and was on the verge of falling. A dozen or so pursuers downstairs had already arrived. They were very familiar with the terrain here, and immediately divided into two groups, planning to come and catch the turtle.As a result, the two groups of people aggressively turned around along the path, but found nothing.The "turtle" seems to have disappeared.

"Did you actually see that kid running down this road?" "Da Zhuang" took out the cigarette from his mouth and asked viciously, several people around nodded repeatedly. "Da Zhuang" scratched his bald head unwillingly, "Have you searched in the library?" "The door of this library has been closed all the time, and he must not be able to get in." "Damn it! Where can he go then?" He yelled loudly, his jaw muscles twitched, and everyone around him subconsciously avoided a certain distance, lest this fierce guy take his anger out on him.

Before they figured out why, they heard a long exclamation above their heads.Everyone looked up one after another, but saw a figure flying down from the roof of the building, and fell straight to the ground.What surprised them even more was that the black figure rolled on the spot and immediately stood up, seemingly unharmed. Luo Zhongxia herself was more surprised than them.He suddenly jumped onto the edge of the fifth floor just now, he was unprepared, his balance was messed up, his hands and feet struggled, and he immediately fell down again.The moment he was about to touch the ground, there was a strange throbbing in his chest, and his body immediately became as light as catkins, offsetting most of the impact force when he landed.The ups and downs were as natural as gestures. Before Luo Zhongxia's brain understood, his body reacted.

A dozen or so students around were stunned by this guy who jumped from the fifth floor and survived the catastrophe, and the scene was silent for a while.After half a minute, Da Zhuang slammed the cigarette butt on the ground and shouted, "What are you waiting for, beat him!" All the students just woke up like a dream and rushed forward.Surrounded by Gaixia, Luo Zhongxia had nowhere to go, another pain in his chest, his feet moved forward unconsciously, like clouds and mist. Among the students, some of them have read Jin Yong, and they all have three words in their minds: loach skill.I saw Luo Zhongxia twisting left and right among more than a dozen people, with ease, everyone thought it would be easy to catch him, but every time they missed him by a small margin, he barely avoided it. Da Zhuang watched from the sidelines, angry from his heart, cursed "it's useless", and punched it with a fist the size of a steamed bun in the cafeteria.This punch hit Luo Zhongxia's chest, and he was so confident that he would not be beaten to death with this punch!Unexpectedly, as soon as the fist touched his chest, he felt a strong repulsive force, shaking his fist away. Luo Zhongxia was both happy and surprised at this time. The happy thing was that he hadn't been beaten to death yet; the surprised thing was that the bigger the throbbing in his chest was, the smoother his movements would be. It will stagnate and be beaten passively.This made him even more frightened, feeling like an alien in a Hollywood movie was alive in his body, but he didn't dare to suppress it. "Damn it, I don't believe in evil!" Da Zhuang's face twisted, and his hands grabbed Luo Zhongxia's shoulders again. Luo Zhongxia responded with a palm, feeling that every posture of his was natural.But this kind of "naturalness" is always just right, Da Zhuang snorted, and was knocked several meters away by this palm. And the swelling in Luo Zhongxia's chest also reached its peak at this moment. This feeling was exactly the same as when he was pierced by the black pen.No pain, no itching, light and elegant, like phantom smoke entering the marrow, the limbs and bones almost melted in the air. All the students stopped their movements when they saw their boss was knocked down.However, Luo Zhongxia didn't stop at all, with a vertical movement, a whirlwind rose from the ground.Everyone subconsciously covered their eyes with their arms, and Luo Zhongxia had disappeared without a trace when they put them down again. "Damn, didn't you meet Superman?" A man wearing glasses opened his mouth wide and sighed. "I feel like Spider-Man." Another shuddered. "Where's the boss?" The third person suddenly remembered.Everyone just woke up like a dream, and ran over to see Da Zhuang one after another.Da Zhuang was lifted up from the ground, spat out a pair of bloody front teeth, and shouted in a leaky accent, "Where did that brat go?" No one can answer. At this time, Luo Zhongxia had already run back to the dormitory in one breath.There was wind on his feet along the way, and he went from Normal University to Huaxia University's male dormitory building in an instant-this journey usually takes more than ten minutes by taxi.When we arrived at the place, the whole popularity did not grow, and the expression did not change.This is a scene that can only be seen in Hollywood movies, and it is the American Hero series of movies. Luo Zhongxia plunged into the bathroom, desperately rubbing his chest with soap and a towel, trying to force that strange feeling out, until his chest muscles were red and painful.The big victory just now did not bring him the slightest sense of joy of being a superman, only the panic of "I was taken as a host by an unknown creature".My extraordinary performance just now may be one of the manifestations of that creature occupying my body.One day, the creature will disembowel itself, emerge from its chest cavity, and savor the juicy kidneys and cecum with its pinky tips. Luo Zhongxia's imagination is always highly developed at such times. He sat slumped on the concrete floor of the bathroom, wanting to cry in frustration.No matter how open-minded the character is, the bloody reality is right in front of him.He has read many similar novels, and once dreamed of obtaining magical powers, but when this kind of thing really happened to him, it was completely different from what he had imagined.Unlike those superheroes, he didn't know how his power came from. The only thing he felt was the inexplicable agitation in his chest, as if there were real creatures living in it.This kind of unidentifiable unknown is the easiest thing to arouse human fear—not to mention that his imagination is still very developed. With this kind of unreasonable fear, he didn't sleep well in the next few days. Every night, he woke up from the nightmare of being torn out by the alien, and found that he was sweating all over his body.He once secretly went to the playground in the middle of the night to experiment, as long as he had the ability to move from one end of the playground to the other in a few seconds, as long as he developed the ability similar to that in martial arts novels, but the price was chest discomfort Feeling intensified again.So he only tried it once, and he didn't dare to use it again. The brothers in the dormitory noticed his abnormality, thinking that he was rejected by some school belle, and congratulated him on returning to the intimate embrace of the party organization.He couldn't expect any constructive advice from those guys, so he went to a counselor, and the answer he got was to watch less American movies; he even went to the hospital to take an X-ray, and the doctor said he couldn't see anything unusual. This doesn't solve anything. To make matters worse, whenever he closed his eyes, there would always be a soft moan in his ears, this moan was extremely distant and finely cut, inaudible but very clear.It seemed to be a poem: 〖The great roc flies and vibrates the eight descendants, but the sky is destroyed and the strength is exhausted.The rest of the wind stirs the world, and the hibiscus is hung with stone sleeves.Later generations got it and passed it on, who is crying when Zhongni died. 〗 This is what Luo Zhongxia wrote down from memory after experiencing auditory hallucinations several times.The strange thing is that he can write down the words accurately with a pen without a teacher, just by relying on the voice of auditory hallucinations, as if the words are already well-versed in his chest and revealed naturally. I don't know where this auditory hallucination came from, and I don't know who is whispering in my ear.But every time at this time, his chest throbbed endlessly, bursting out with vitality, which made Luo Zhongxia even more terrified, and the nightmares came more and more frequently.After going on for several days, Luo Zhongxia finally couldn't bear all this. He felt that if he continued like this, his spirit would completely collapse.Always passive and lazy, he was forced to decide to take the initiative to find a way to end this nightmare. The first step is to find the source of the poem.I always hallucinate this poem, there must be a reason for it.Find out the source of the poem, and you can probably analyze the reason.However, this is not an easy job. Luo Zhongxia, like most students, only has a few ancient poems memorized by the teacher when he was forced to memorize them in elementary and middle school. At noon", "flying down three thousand feet"; the only sentence that was repeatedly reviewed in college was "stop and sit in love with Fenglin at night". His national studies attainment so far. He was confused by this poem, he could guess a thing or two about Dapeng, Fusang, Zhongni and so on, but he didn't understand the meaning of the whole sentence together. Just when he was about to go out to the Internet cafe to search online, the phone in the dormitory suddenly rang.Luo Zhongxia picked up the phone, Zheng He's familiar but annoying polite greeting came from the phone: "Hi, hello, please find Luo Zhongxia." "He is dead, please burn the paper if you need anything." "Mr. Ju has something to do with you." The voice on the phone was not swayed by his clumsy joke at all. Luo Zhongxia stepped into the tree-lined path of Songtao Garden again, half puzzled and half irritable in his heart, he didn't know why Ju Shigeng called him over again, could it be that the quality of the brushes he sent last time was too bad?Damn, there are too many troubles lately... He followed Zheng He who came to pick him up into the guest house, with his hands in his pockets, feeling restless. Ju Shigeng had been waiting in the room for a long time, and when he saw Luo Zhongxia walking in, he was refreshed.Luo Zhongxia noticed that he was holding the Wuxin Sanzhuo pen in his hand. Luo Zhongxia asked, "Mr. Ju, what can you do with me?" Ju Shigeng raised the pen, his voice trembled slightly, and his goatee trembled accordingly: "Where did you get this pen?" Luo Zhongxia took a step back, pretending to be innocent: "What? Is there something wrong with this pen?" "No..." Ju Shigeng shook his head, the light behind his glasses was full of excitement, "I have been immersed in the art of brushwork for decades, and I have used dozens of tubes of Sanzhuo, but I have never seen this kind of unintentional Sanzhuo pen .” He rubbed the barrel of the pen with his palm half in awe and half in love, and the dark blue pen barrel seemed to glow with an unusual light.Hearing what he said, Luo Zhongxia and Zheng He all looked at the pen, but couldn't see what it was.Zheng He couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ju, what is the magic of this stroke?" Ju Shigeng said: "Do you know the four virtues of the brush?" Zheng He thought for a while and replied: "Sharp, Qi, Round, Jian." Ju Shigeng nodded: "The workmanship of this pen is quite unique. You see, there are no pillars here, but one or two kinds of animal hairs scattered and tied together, and the two hairs are about an inch and a half long, and one inch is hidden in the pen. There are four layers of vellus hair inside and outside the brush, and the pistils and pistils are formed sequentially, in a well-proportioned arrangement." Zheng He nodded in admiration and said, "Teacher's eyes are as bright as a torch." Ju Shigeng shook his head again: "You are wrong. On the surface, it is just a high-quality brush with four virtues, but it has a long inner meaning. I tried After writing a few words, the vitality gushes out from the tip of the pen, which is beyond what Si De can describe." After a pause, he turned to Luo Zhongxia: "Where did you find this pen?" Luo Zhongxia thought that he couldn't tell the story of me eavesdropping on Zheng He's speech, so he lied: "I found it at a small stall in the flea market." Anyway, there are many small stalls in the second-hand market, and there is a lot of turnover. It is impossible to prove any one casually. Ju Shigeng asked again: "Who sold it to you? Where did he collect it from?" Luo Zhongxia shook his head, only saying that he was an ordinary peddler, and didn't pay much attention at all. "Then how much did you pay for it?" "Fifty yuan." Luo Zhongxia blurted out. After hearing this, Ju Shigeng patted his thigh and sighed deeply: "Pearls are buried in the grass, and Qiji drives the salt truck. What a pity, what a pity." After sighing, he took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Luo Zhongxia .Luo Zhongxia was taken aback, and quickly declined.Ju Shigeng said seriously: "Originally, I just asked you to buy pens for me, and I didn't ask you to pay for it. The fifty yuan was just a reimbursement. The value of this pen is far higher than that of pineapple lacquer carved tube Langhao pens. How much is it worth? I’ll go into details slowly and tell you later.” Now that he had said that, Luo Zhongxia had no choice but to accept the fifty yuan, feeling a little relieved, and at the same time felt a little guilty for lying to himself. Ju Shigeng saw that he couldn't ask any questions from him, so he put the brush away again, and said to him: "It's hard work to call you over so late, go back early to rest, there is Chinese studies tomorrow morning, don't forget. " It was only then that Luo Zhongxia remembered why Ju Shigeng would suddenly come to live in Songtao Garden. It turned out that this week's Chinese studies class had started again.He let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart, another troublesome matter. He turned to leave, but suddenly remembered something, turned back, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Ju Shigeng: "Mr. Ju, please tell me, what kind of poem is this, and who wrote it? " Ju Shigeng took the note, glanced at it, and blurted out: "This is Li Taibai's deadly poem." "Desperate poetry?" "That's right." Ju Shigeng drew a few strokes in the air with his fingers, and wrote a few words flamboyantly, "Back then, when he was exiled to Dangtu, he felt that his time was approaching, so he wrote this last pen, and then passed away suddenly." "Who is the Banished Immortal?" "It's Li Bai." "Oh." Luo Zhongxia blushed slightly and thanked him.Ju Shigeng smiled and said, "Could it be that you are interested in Li Bai? I can give a few special lectures to explain." Luo Zhongxia quickly waved his hands and said no, turned around and fled out of the room. After leaving the guest house, it was almost eleven o'clock. The Songtao Garden was located in a remote place, and the surrounding area was already completely silent, only a few stray cats rustling in the dark. Luo Zhongxia walked through the forest path, and doubts emerged layer upon layer in his heart like shadows in the depths of the woods.It seems that what the old man Wei Shiran gave was indeed valuable, but why was he willing to give such a valuable thing to a student who had never met before? That strange feeling came to my heart again, and there seemed to be something hidden in Wei Shiran's expression. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a change in his chest. He felt that the surrounding environment was a bit unusual, and a malicious air flow began to flow, which was extremely cold. Luo Zhongxia stopped and looked around.The surroundings were still quiet, but his chest was beating wildly, and his heart almost burst out of his cavity. "Luo Zhongxia?" A voice suddenly jumped out of the darkness, gloomy and hissing like a snake letter. "Yes, who is it?" "Luo Zhongxia?" The voice repeated again, and then slowly stood up from the forest alone. To be precise, what stood up was a humanoid creature.This guy's facial features are straight, his face is like green lacquer, like wearing a layer of human skin mask, and there is a striking mark on his forehead, which is transparent and shiny, like a third eye. Seeing such a "person" at such a night, Luo Zhongxia almost lost his mind.He wanted to run, but his legs were trembling and he couldn't exert his strength. "Luo Zhongxia?" The man asked a third time, his voice was dull, but his lips didn't seem to have moved.The man walked in a very strange posture, his limbs could not be bent, he just walked straight, like a corpse in the legend of Xiangxi, he looked very scary and strange in the dark night.Strange to say, as the strange man approached, Luo Zhongxia suddenly felt that the "creature" in his chest became impatient, sprinting left and right in his body, as if it was about to burst out with infinite power. Under the attack from inside and outside, Luo Zhongxia took a few steps back, and the strange man stepped forward, but not very close.Seeing that there was no way out, Luo Zhongxia gritted his teeth in desperation, and made up his mind that he would rather risk his life to use that kind of supernatural powers than fall into the hands of this weird person. He stopped steadily, and the weirdo also stopped, looking at him expressionlessly.Luo Zhongxia assumed a starting posture, his muscles tensed, and he yelled, "Run!" With a kick of his hind legs, he flew out like an arrow. The weirdo also shot almost at the same time. It is indeed "out".He stretched out his hands a few feet, hugged Luo Zhongxia who hadn't run far, and slammed him to the ground. For the past few days, Luo Zhongxia has been thinking about how to get rid of that weird power in his body day and night, and never considered using it in the past.It's not easy to run around in a hurry now. The strange man's fall made Luo Zhongxia stare blankly. The power in his chest was vibrating more and more violently, but he couldn't find a way to vent it. "Luo Zhongxia?" The weirdo still asked unhurriedly. "Damn it, damn it!" Luo Zhongxia was so angry that his blood surged, and his anger diluted his fear. He turned over and punched the strange man in the stomach with all his strength. Hearing an ouch, Luo Zhongxia felt as if his fist had hit the ice, stone and cold wood, it was extremely hard.The weirdo remained calm, grabbed Luo Zhongxia's fist with his right hand, pulled him hard, and pulled him towards him, followed by his left hand, tightly strangling his throat. Luo Zhongxia struggled desperately, but the opponent's hand was so strong that he couldn't break free.As the strange man gradually increased his strength, he felt that it was difficult to breathe and his vision became blurred. "I'm dead……" It was the second time in a week that he had had the idea. In a blur, Luo Zhongxia seemed to see snowflakes starting to fall on the strange man's shoulders, dotted with stars.Strange to say, the opponent's grip gradually loosened, and he was thrown far away suddenly. Luo Zhongxia was thrown several feet and landed on his back, hurting from the fall.He raised his head reluctantly, and saw a young girl approaching slowly, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender face and willow eyebrows. His face was as cold as ice, and his surroundings were also as cold as ice. "Where's the brush my grandfather gave you?" Wei Xiaorong asked coldly.