Chapter 113: Qinling God Tree · Real Image

I was looking at the corpse's identity document, and Lao Ti suddenly asked me a sentence, scaring me, and responded to him vaguely, and continued to look at what was in his hand.
Judging from this short diary, this person came here three years ago, and itchy they first came here three years ago. Will this person be with old itchy? I thought about it and felt it was wrong. Although his diary and old itch say a little bit, but most of them are still different, they should be two groups of people.
I just don't know why. I always feel that the name "Xie Zi Yang" is very familiar. The name surname is relatively rare. There should be few people with the same name. Where have you heard it?
I recall carefully, but recently weird things have happened too much, my brain is not so easy to use, and I ca n’t think about it.
Continued to turn his things, nothing was found, I put away his diary, so that I can take a closer look.
Itching to see me squatting there and not talking, thinking that something happened to me, and called me again, I looked back, his half face was squeezed into the crack, his eyes glanced into my hand, but the stone There is a dead end with my position. He can't see me. I can see him. I just think he looks weird, as if he wants to get in.
I scolded secretly and said that your kid didn't come in just now, do you regret it now? Say to him: "Don't quarrel, I found something interesting, I'm watching."
The old itch frowned and asked, "What did you find?"
I told him about the process of the corpse just now, and sighed and said to him: "This guy may be our end. If we can't find a way, we may die faster than him, but I think this person's The name is familiar, do you remember if any of our classmates called this name when we were young? "
Said that I retreated to the edge of the boulder, trying to pass the ID card out of the gap to him. But when I looked up, I suddenly saw that old itchy face had no blood, pale and pale, and stared at my face.
I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart. What happened to my heart? How did you become such an expression all of a sudden, did we really have a classmate named Jie Ziyang when we were kids?
I closed my eyes and thought about it, but I couldn't remember it now. The human feelings are weak. Some of my college classmates don't even know each other. When I was a child, I had no memory. I did n’t speak, and I looked down at the ID card in my hand and said, "I really ca n’t remember it, but this man is not as old as us--"
Just mentioned here, suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across my brain, and suddenly I was there for a while.
Jie Zi Yang, Jie Zi Yang, Jie Zi Yang, Jie Zi Yang!
But, this name does not seem to be a strange name-this is the original name of the old itch!
My scalp exploded violently and almost shivered. I was busy and carefully looking at the birthday on my ID card. I could n’t help but feel dizzy. My God is really an old itchy birthday, but this ─ this is impossible. This ID card is actually old itch!
Isn't this corpse that has rotted into bones, it is old itch ─
But this is not right. If the old itch died here three years ago, who is watching me outside the stone?
My neck was hard, and I turned my head almost mechanically, looking at the half of the face showing through the cracks in the stone, and suddenly felt an inexplicable fear. The old itchy face looked sullen under the flash of the flashlight, and it looked a bit similar to the black giant snake seen outside.
I retreated involuntarily to the inside of the cave, and dared not get closer to the stone again, but the old itch didn't move, still looking at me straightly, and I didn't speak like a stone carved statue.
In his temper, when he saw me like this, he must have scolded me like a grandson. Now this way, is it really because of his identity that he did not know how to react?
At this time, I became more suspicious in my heart. Although the person outside had the same temper as the old itch, it might not be the old itch. I came here from Hangzhou. The passage between them flashed through my mind like a movie. That one A lie, flashing his words, what he said to me at the top of the bronze tree are vividly remembered, and the suspicion accumulated in it a little bit gradually became clear at this time.
I always thought that the old itchy city could not have been so deep. Once I had a relationship with him, he did n’t need to lie to me. Secondly, when he told those lies, he really cut to the extreme, if not me People are too cautious to find it at all. However, looking at other aspects, this person is very similar to the old itch. I can't find a flaw. Although I have doubts in my heart, I still think that his character has changed. I didn't expect him to be old itch at all.
At this time, "Old Itchy" finally spoke, his face shrunk back, and said to me: "Old Wu, I didn't let you in just now, you just didn't listen, you can only blame yourself for being too stubborn, you didn't Hearing what others have said, it is not necessarily a good thing to know something. "
I heard a sigh in my heart, and said that there was something wrong, and trying to make my voice not tremble, said: "You are not old itch-who are you?"
Old Itchy smiled weirdly, "Who am I? I am old itchy, Xie Ziyang, Xie Ziyang who grew up with you and has been in prison for three years. If you don't believe it, you can go check my case!"
I sneered. "Nonsense, the old itchy body is next to me. He has been dead for three years. He hasn't gone to jail at all. Who the are you?"
The half-face of "Old Itchy" appeared silently in the gap between the rocks, and smiled sensibly, "Yes, he is dead for three years, but I am alive, is there any difference?"
I looked at his expression and suddenly felt something. I frowned and thought, suddenly opened my mouth and stammered, "I fuck, you are not a person! You--is he materialized out?"
"Old Itchy" snorted coldly, and said, "Why don't you say he was materialized by me? Who knows? I'm exactly like him, who knows which comes first and which comes next?"
I was almost out of control and picked up a stone and threw it at him. His face flashed back and said, "Old Wu, in fact, I am exactly the same as him. You do n’t mind." I yelled, "Of course there is a difference. , Who knows what is materialized by that power, what is his mother! "
"Old Itchy" suddenly became silent, and his face became ugly. After staring at me for a while, he suddenly said: "Fuck your mother's shit, I'm old itchy, you and he are all the same thing, then it's no wonder I am. "
I felt awkward in my heart. Suddenly a gun barrel came in through the gap, I quickly turned over into the dead corner, "Old Itchy" hit a stone on the stone, cut off a large piece, and then the gun head was aimed immediately At the dead end where I was, there was another shot, and the bullet flew almost against my neck.
This gap is too small, even if there are dead corners, I can't protect all my bodies. When I saw the situation was wrong, I turned off my flashlight so that he could not see me. He fired a few shots in a panic, without hitting me. I turned and rushed to the edge of the rock, picked up the stone and smashed the barrel of the gun that came in. After a few clicks, it hit me ninety degrees.
"Old Itchy" couldn't pull it out, and was scolded angrily. I sneered: "It's exactly the same, I don't think Old Itchy will shoot me, you is a poor quality counterfeit!" "Itch" and I mentioned the materialized living person, there has always been a lump in my heart, there is always a feeling, this ancient bronze tree is here, there will be no purpose, this kind of almost terrifying ability of creatures, will Is it normal? Is it really like us? Is it some kind of monster?
It seems that although this "man" does not know whether he is the same as us, he obviously knows that he is materialized. I don't know why, I always feel that things are greatly bad.
"Old Itchy" and I scolded at each other for a while, and suddenly it seemed that he had thought of something, and he stopped talking. Then, he turned off the flashlight, and suddenly the whole space was dark, and the endless darkness pressed, at this point there was no light source In a small space, it looks extra heavy.
I was wary of his tricks. I shrank into a dead corner to hide, so I listened to him: "Old Wu, I remember you were most afraid of darkness when you were a kid, but now you are not afraid? But don't you think about it, remember me just now What I said to you, if you are thinking about it in this place, be careful that when you turn on the light, a dead face will appear in front of you. "
I it in my heart, this guy is thinking of me as a monster because of the fear of darkness.
I told myself that I could never let him succeed, but I was afraid of it. The flashlight he just said appeared a dead face before opening my eyes, and suddenly my nerve was hung up, and I immediately felt in front of me, Only a few centimeters away, something seemed to appear. The heat I exhaled hit the thing, and it recoiled into my face, with a smell of stench.
Not so smart, I think, judging from the performance of the "old itch" just now, the materialization ability is very difficult to control, otherwise we would not have hit the giant-eyed black snake so embarrassed just now. Come out a monster.
The illusion, I said to myself, don't be fooled by him. In such a closed black scent, there must be fear.
I took a deep breath, and suddenly, my face was wet, as if there was a cold thing passing by, and I was sweating all over, and I almost wanted to pee my pants, and I carefully touched my chest, my heart was beating, I just felt His whole body was soft, and his mother was right, shit, there was really something in the darkness.
I did n’t dare to turn on the flashlight, people leaned back slowly, trying to cling to the stone wall, but as soon as my back leaned back, I immediately found that it was not a stone, but it seemed to be a piece of scale-I can even feel it Creeping under the scales.
Oh, what am I thinking about, how can there be scales behind? I quickly closed my eyes, grabbed my flashlight tightly, lifted it in front of myself, and just wanted to open it, and suddenly heard "Old Itchy" screaming pretendingly, "Old Wu, why not turn on the flashlight? You take photos! "
Then his flashlight turned on, and when I saw it suddenly, it was close to the tip of my nose, a huge python head raised, its body like a bucket coiled in the cave, and the rocks above and behind my head became all The walls of scales are as black as jewels, disturbed by the old itchy flashlight, the scales twitch around, the body rubs slowly, and makes a chilling hiss.