Chapter 55 Chapter 54 Flashback (4)

On the Sichuan-Tibet line, the car just drove into the rest stop to refill the water. Wu Xie has already taken off his coat, and in the state of a lama, he is bathed in the high-penetration sunlight of the Tibetan area. He still needs to be darker. Wang Meng kept calling on the phone, his face changed a little, he turned his head and said to Wu Xie: "That stinky bitch ignores me." "You think you are in control of this situation, and in your tone, you unconsciously revealed a sense of superiority." Wu Xie said, "beautiful women are very sensitive to this sense of superiority, because in their I was very familiar with this feeling when I was growing up."

"Boss, you don't have enough credibility for saying such things. You don't even have a girlfriend." Wang Meng said, "What should we do now?" Wu Xie didn't speak, just looked at the magnificent scenery down the mountain, climbed all the way, and unknowingly reached such a high ridge.The same is true for people, unconsciously, I have reached a situation that even I am afraid of. From the stack of photos that Lan Ting handed him at that time, when he flipped through the photos, he mixed a few key photos into it, all the way to the present, a ridiculous net, a seemingly childish one, every step is underestimated His plan, every one hundred steps of stupid tricks hidden a right step, has accumulated enough to make his opponent finally start to fear.

It's a pity that many things are like human blood. The blockage of a blood vessel is insignificant for a system so complicated that any path has twists and turns. "There are still 24 hours to close the net." Wu Xie looked at his watch and said, "When we reach Medog, the first stage will be over." In many long nights like knife cutting, Wu Xie looked out of the window in despair. No matter the moonlight or the sound of rain outside the window in the lonely room, he could not give him any hope. He felt that his life was a circular city wall, and he was trapped inside the city wall, knocking on the inner wall of the city wall angrily.His own anger lies in the fact that he wanted to see everything outside the city wall, but was blocked from the truth by this stone.And beyond the city walls, is the clear truth.

So he worked hard to climb out. The moment he climbed up the city wall in hatred and poked his head out, he finally saw the true face of this world.The scariest thing is not what I see, not the city walls after another, the continuous closure, or the furnace like hell.Instead, there is nothing, no truth that one desires, a meaningless fog, with infinite and underivable possibilities. Maybe people shouldn't ask what they don't want to know. He was desperately afraid that everything he was fighting against was unexplorable, huge and invisible.As physicists in frontier science see the universe, they understand the "impossibility of knowing itself".It's like looking for a specific water molecule in the ocean.

You only have one life. He needed gods, and he often needed gods after the shock of despair.He needed a savior, a divine power independent of the entire world to tell him an answer, a solid, definitive answer. Everything originated from this idea. He expected this god to appear in meditation, but his rationality made him wake up in despair, understanding that all this is impossible. This fog is this huge god. Since it is hidden in this fog and is everywhere, naturally it will not be eliminated, just for the curiosity of a small boss. But when thinking of this, Wu Xie suddenly realized a terrifying method, this method, perhaps the only one, that could clear the fog.

For their own slaves, this fog is always omnipresent. They grab offerings and balance everything. This world is the basis for the existence of this relationship.In economics, they want everything to be in balance and lack of change. Only when the world tends to be uncontrollable, the hidden controlling power will really intervene in the world. Therefore, in myths and stories, all demons never directly attack the kingdom of gods, they will first start to destroy the world, wars, plagues, massacres, floods. What he is facing now is the same situation, this fog that controls everything, intervening in too many things.

For this group of fog, they have no opponents for a long time, and their opponents can't find where they are. If no shepherds could be found, they had to attack their sheep.Who are their sheep? We are their sheep.Wu Xie suddenly sneered and hummed the theme song of "Pleasant Goat" involuntarily. The first step of Wu Xie's plan is to create a demon himself and let it attack him. They know their weaknesses, so this demon will definitely win a big victory.No one is more efficient than destroying himself. The devil will make a deadly trap, and these sheep will resist, and will use all their abilities to resist the devil, but they will eventually fall into a doomed situation and be led into this trap.

It's a pity that the devil's trap is still childish and ridiculous to the watchers in the mist.They can easily destroy this trap. Will they destroy it?No, their goal is that demon, and the destruction of all of this doesn't matter.What they want to destroy is that demon. It is too easy to rebuild a world, and the lives of these lambs are just a redistribution of interests to them. Let the devil take this world, as long as the devil appears in this world, everything about the devil will be investigated and cleared in an instant, and the devil will be wiped out in an instant. The killer in the fog will lurk in the trap, waiting for the sheep to walk into the devil's trap, waiting for the devil to reap the spoils.

But the devil will not appear either.Because demons don't exist. Under the eyes of the other party, there are some absurd and ineffective schemes, more details, and more emergencies.This is the first level, which is enough to confuse the other party, make the other party think and deal with it. Of course, this is not Wu Xie's goal. The whole plan was slowly spreading and perfecting, link by link. Wu Xie suddenly realized that when he saw the figure of the enemy, he seemed to have no ability to fight back. In fact, many things had changed. His ancestors and elders had made many efforts before, and their legend, cruelty, and courage to do things far surpassed him, but all their victories were just seeing the other party's true state.

The two generations only saw a shadow, and they couldn't match it in any way. However, this generation has its own advantages. This generation does not have so many concerns and taboos. So how do you create a demon powerful enough to confuse everyone? A real planner can never have an accomplice. That night, he started the first step of the whole layout and stayed up all night.The West Lake was deserted and cold at night. He looked at the Baoshi Mountain across the embankment and began to calm down. Sometimes he denies himself, and sometimes he hopes to force himself to do it. Now he is standing on the ridge of a winding mountain road in the Tibetan area.It is completely impossible to deny and retreat, and my own plan has long been so complicated that even if I think about it, it takes ten minutes to sort it out.

In such a short period of time, why didn't even a trace of fluctuation in my heart become.Sure enough, if there are too many things in your heart, the world will gradually become irrelevant to you. Wang Meng is still worried about Liangwan. Wu Xie nodded towards the Tibetan who was saluting, and then called Wang Meng to get on the car. The safest method in the world is that no matter whether a person chooses A or B, the result is beneficial to him. The indefinite multiple-choice questions are the hardest. "Are you still deciding to go in alone?" Wang Meng asked after starting the car. Wu Xie nodded. "But isn't the road broken?" Wang Meng said, "When we came out, that place was already in disrepair." "It's just a difficult road in front of me. Do you know what kind of situation is in front of other people?" Wu Xie said, "This kind of difficulty is just a determination to despise this matter." The hatred that had been silenced in Wu Xie's heart suddenly surged up again, a lot of scenes flashed through his mind, he had to take a deep breath, and turned his gaze to the plateau outside the window. Where does this hatred come from? Wu Xie sighed for a long time. If he had known in advance that what those snakes saw would be passed on to him along with this hatred, he might not be so aggressive in trying to obtain that information.By the time he realized this, it was too late. These are not even my own hatred, for no reason, other people's hatred has invaded my body, I can't find the root cause, it's just that my eyes are so bloodshot that I can't control it. Sometimes he doesn't even know whether the target of this hatred is wrong. Did he really hate those people hiding in the mist that much, or did he say that the pain experienced by so many generations was all condensed on him alone. He took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness and demonic imagination in his heart, and he remembered the conversation he had with the black glasses before. "The organs under the red and black scales on the snake's head are the organs that store pheromones. In subspecies, it is the comb part of the head. Cut these parts, extract them, and inject them into the middle of your nose, which can let the information Transmitted more clearly." The black glasses said, "It hurts very much, and there is a lot of pheromone information that is meaningless. You may feel like a snake for several years after the consciousness is interrupted." "Will I drool when I see a frog?" Wu Xie asked him. Wearing a white coat with black glasses, he disinfected Wu Xie's nose: "No, but in order to make you feel more clearly, I will perform a minor operation on your nose. You will lose your sense of smell, I don't know if it will be possible recover." "What are the consequences of losing your sense of smell?" "I don't have similar experience, but fighting in the public toilet will be calmer than others." Black Glasses said, "Let me ask you one last time, do you really want to do this?" "Why do you think I can receive these messages? Could it be that my ancestors were snakes?" Wu Xie asked rhetorically. "In Yanhuang's myth, the ancestor of all people is a snake." Black Glasses said, "Isn't Nuwa a snake? We are all born of a snake. Pangu was born from an egg. In the original myth, people are Many are egg-laying. Therefore, your ancestors may really be snakes. In terms of biological evolution, human beings are also in the process of changing from reptiles to mammals. That is to say, if civilizations are connected, in the world before us There is also a civilization of reptiles whose history is likely to be connected to our mythology, and much of their history will become our mythology." "It's a horrifying theory." Wu Xie said, "Then from other aspects, do you have any clues as to why I can receive this kind of information." "I think after you receive the pheromone information, you will naturally know, and you can tell me then." "Then I have no other choice." Wu Xie closed her eyes. The black glasses took out the scalpel. This is an underground temporary clinic, which is usually used to cut double eyelids. This operation is probably the biggest operation performed here. "I'll turn up your upper lip, cut from the root of your gums, then turn up your face to expose your nasal cavity. Then put the pheromones..." "Please, I don't want to know about this," Wu Xie said. "Boss!" Wang Meng's cry broke Wu Xie's contemplation. He sat up straight and saw that Wang Meng was a little nervous and kept staring at the rearview mirror. Wu Xie lit a cigarette, rolled down the window, and saw four or five Grand Cherokees following behind.Another look ahead and find myself stuck in the middle of a convoy of Grand Cherokees. "How did you drive?" He frowned and scolded Wang Meng. "Suddenly came up and outflanked us." "It's very difficult to outflank a car on this kind of mountain road. You just called me now, which means that you don't know where you are when you are driving." Wu Xie finished his cigarette in a few puffs, and looked at the GPS, " When's the next sharp turn?" "A little over a kilometer." "180 yards, put on the parachute, open the skylight." "Is it really necessary to do this?" Wang Meng asked. "Let other people see what kind of attitude we are using to PK with them." Wu Xie said. When he put other people's lives on the balance and gave up his belief that he would never involve anyone, his own behavior became extraordinarily out of line. He could understand Pan Zi's self-destructive tendencies. He wanted to punish himself, the person who wished everyone well before, but now could weigh the weight of other people's lives in his hands. He became the kind of person he hated most, and what he hated more, had to be for a long time. Especially when it comes to cutting up those bodies and sending the stuff to an innocent middle school student.