808. Icelandic Horror (317) Two Gold Rings...
When Red Team couldn't tell whether the blurry light and shadow was the last hallucination or reality before his death, he was in such a bad state that he couldn't think and analyze more. The last bit of his confused mind was led away, and he answered whatever people asked. He seemed to have the deepest impression of this memory, and even remembered the conversation at that time clearly.
Bingyi and An Xuefeng looked at each other. This was a bit weird. What was that light and shadow? How could they know what Red Team was thinking? But they didn't interrupt Red Team and let him continue.
'I was wondering if people would really go to the underworld after death and be judged by Yama'
Red Team muttered absent-mindedly. The voice asked him why he didn't worry about himself. Was he eager to die? He replied that of course he wanted to live. The voice said that you can survive, it can transfer the energy of the person connected to him to him, let him live and die, Red Team quickly said no, he wanted Sister Hong to live more.
‘I want to live, not just because I want to live’
The Red Team’s inner thoughts could not be hidden, and all were displayed under the halo: ‘I’m afraid that if I die, she will not be able to live’
Tour guides who are in tune with each other have always lived and died together. Even if there are tour guides in the West District who are indulging in pleasure and looking for many tourists, forming a harem like one dies and replaces another, as long as the tourists are not wiped out, the tour guides will not die. They in the East District still insist on one-on-one pairs, and believe that only such a telepathy can make the connection between tour guides the deepest and purest.
Tour guides must be sincere, and if they are sincere, how can they be divided into many parts?
‘I understand, you are bearing the power on her’
The halo seemed to understand, but it was serious: ‘She is about to be broken by the power. If you die, it will be difficult for her to survive’
Then the light and shadow said that it could find another person to bear her power, such as the ‘Master Kongkong’ who fell together. In this way, if someone bears her power, will you be willing to die?
What does it mean to find another person to take on the power? Does it mean to make Taoist Kongkong and Sister Hong have a telepathic connection? Intellectually, Team Hong knew that Sister Hong might be able to survive this way, but he had long lost his rationality at that time, and all he had was his most instinctive and sincere thoughts. So he subconsciously said that he didn't want it.
He didn't want Sister Hong to have a telepathic connection with other people.
'You want her to live, but you don't want her to be connected to other people. In essence, you want to live'
'All humans want to live'
The halo made a judgment, as if it had lost interest in him, gradually withdrawing and dimming, and Team Hong's consciousness would also be completely annihilated and returned to darkness. He didn't think rationally at that time, and he was so slow that he couldn't distinguish between death and life. He just instinctively followed the mumbling sound from the halo and thought.
No, it didn't matter whether he was alive or dead, he was just jealous. Abandoning rationality, the jealousy and possessiveness that people are born with prevailed, and even in the end, they were unwilling to let go of their loved ones. It was mean and selfish. Love is exclusive, not sharing.
'Jealous? ’
The halo lit up again, as if it was very interested in his new emotions. The Red Team seemed to see a thin thread wrapped around him, carefully savoring the jealousy he had: ‘Are you jealous of Sister Hong? So you would rather she die than let others bear her power? Are you still jealous of ‘Master Kongkong’? Then you won’t be jealous if he dies?’
‘Jealousy means wanting to kill people’
The halo made its own judgment again. If the Red Team was still normal at that time, he would definitely be able to find that the halo was wrong. It was like the spiritual creatures born and raised in mythology, and all kinds of emotional natures had to be learned by observing the outside world. It was savoring and understanding his emotional changes, joys, anger, sorrows, and joys. His voice also changed from the original indifference to the current emotional fluctuations. This kind of thing appeared in the depths of the Jinlunga Chasm and obviously needed to be highly valued and carefully dealt with.
But he was really dying, unable to communicate with the outside world and leave any information. This little spiritual consciousness was only able to persist until now with the support of the halo, and the emotional fluctuations just now accelerated his demise. Only at the last moment did the Red Team keenly perceive the intention of the halo, and instinctively said to it: 'You are not talking about jealousy. If you want to know more emotions, go to Sister Hong'
'Sister Hong is the most powerful seven-emotion medium. If you let her live, she can teach you all the emotions'
'Then I will die'
Red Team coughed and panted, more and more blood poured out of his body, his limbs gradually deformed and twisted, like minced meat, fragmented bones pierced from the flesh, the heart hung on the bone tip dripping blood, the blood soaked his military coat, and those dark spots turned out to be all stained by blood, like a scarlet cloak.
'Until now, I don't know whether what I did was right or wrong. Will Sister Hong survive or die'
'Now I know that Sister Hong has left the Jinlunga Gap alive, that's enough, that's good'
'Master Kongkong is a particularly good leader, with great magical powers and a heart for the country, and has never had any personal feelings for his wife and children. Sister Hong and I are very grateful to him for being able to come this far'
'I hope my thoughts at the time... did not cause him any trouble'
The blood-red halo lingered around Team Hong, like a raging fire. The spiritual mark he left on this ancient snowfield bloomed with the last light, and then it would eventually dissipate, dust to dust, earth to earth.
Bingyi started to resort to tricks as early as when the red team's state began to get out of control, but no matter whether it was the World Tree, the Fountain of Destiny, the Butterfly Fragments, the Power of Domination, the Little Cuiming Kingdom, or various other methods, they could not retain this small team. A fragile mental imprint. It is not a soul after all, just a little bit of spiritual imprint.
‘I’m not strong enough’
The red team allowed the big white cat to run up and down beside him indulgently, turning his head to look at An Xuefeng. His face was full of blood, his eye sockets were empty, and there was no spiritual connection between them, but An Xuefeng felt that the red team was looking at him and talking to him.
Talking to Bingyi’s ‘tourist’.
‘If a traveler wants to be strong, he must be the strongest. Sister Hong followed me, if... maybe she would have gone more smoothly.'
Until now, the red team didn't want to say, "Maybe it would be better if Sister Hong's passengers were Kong Kong Taoist priests." They just smiled and sighed: "You are the strongest here. The second kid has high vision and wants to be better - -I don’t care what the current situation of the tour guides and tourists is, and I don’t care whether you are male or female. You have to treat him well, protect him, and never feel sorry for him.'
'I will'
An Xuefeng solemnly promised that any words are powerless at this time. The snow leopard bit open his front paw and fished out the white cat. Its wound was as strange as a clay sculpture. After touching the white cat, the wound healed and returned to its original state - the body he was using now was the white cat's puppet. Then the snow leopard bit the hem of the white cat's cloak, which had put on the little black cloak with the power of domination. Dark light surged on the cloak - his spirit and soul were dominated by the white cat.
Actual things are more reliable than words.
'good very good……'
The red team coughed and laughed, their last bit of attention falling on the big white cat. Bingyi has given up trying and is staring at the red team, not wanting to miss the last look. Suddenly he felt the string pull down, and something swayed along the string. Then C heard the red team whispering to him alone, and only they could hear what he said.
‘Treat your wife well’
The red team member whispered, the red light on his body was so dim that it seemed like nothing, and it was about to completely dissipate: "The man-in-law... is also the wife. Now that it has been decided, don't let it down."
'This is for you, both of you... half for each of you. Your mother and your brother...hey, your wife may not be the type they appreciate, but just keep it in mind, dad supports you.'
‘Many tour guides don’t understand the traveler’s heart. He is stronger than you now, and you may be ahead of him in the future. The power makes people distorted. The further you go, the easier it is for people to forget their original intention.’
The free red light condensed, like a finger finally touching the tip of the white cat's claw: "...remember, you are a human being"
The red team still has a lot to say, and there are still many things that he has not had time to say, but as the red light dissipates, his fragmented body gradually recovers, the gurgling blood gradually disappears, his face is no longer full of scars, and his eyes are clear. Close and open, there are eyes again in the empty eye sockets. But this 'recovery' is proof that the mental imprint he left behind has completely dissipated.
‘Sister Hong...it’s great to have left the Kinlunga Chasm alive’
In the end, I returned to my original obsession, all the strange and weird powers dissipated, the cave became bright, and everything returned to normal. The red team seemed to have taken a nap. When they woke up, they saw a big snow leopard hugging a white cat and squatting in front of him eagerly, and his brows jumped in fear. You can feel Sister Hong's low pressure next to you without turning around.
If you want to save your life, these two boys can just talk about it. Why are they getting together so early? Sister Hong said she had seen a snow leopard fight with the eldest brother. This would be reasonable if the eldest sister-in-law taught her brother-in-law a lesson. The problem is that the brown cat is the eldest brother. The sister-in-law fought with the eldest brother before they even got married. What would happen even if the fight ended? , can you still be proud of this!
From the perspective of the red team, it is really stupid to come directly to the door without first working hard to establish relationships at home! If he had been so stupid back then, he wouldn't have been able to marry Sister Hong... Damn, hiss, no, it seems like he let Snow Leopard in?
For a while, the red team couldn't tell what they were talking about. Feeling that Sister Hong's pressure was getting lower and lower, they hurriedly drove the snow leopard and white cat out, and talked quietly first. Bing Yi followed Shan Ruliu out and remained silent all the way. I just saw the red team's mental imprint dissipate with my own eyes, and then in the blink of an eye, he returned to his original vivid appearance in front of me. This is really cruel, and even those with low mental endurance can't bear it.
But Bingyi’s attention is not limited to this.
‘You said the red team gave this to you? ’
After hurriedly leaving the cave and returning to the snow nest where they had stayed during the secret conversation, An Xuefeng felt weird when he saw the two gold rings hanging on Bingyi's strings! The red team's 'waking up' is just a residual spiritual imprint, so how can they still give away things? ! And this is the real thing!
Where does this thing come from? Is this a relic of the red team or something? Is it an attachment to his spiritual imprint?
‘…Yes, he gave it to me’
The next moment, An Xuefeng realized that something was wrong with Bing Yi. He answered a beat too slowly. The cat's tail swung anxiously from side to side. Its blue eyes stared at the ring, just like a cat staring at a mouse, and its pink tongue couldn't help licking it. Lips.
"Gudong."
Hearing the sound of the white cat swallowing saliva, Snow Leopard's expression changed instantly.