Seven Evil Slips Chapter 29:

It turned out that it was really on them.

Unexpectedly, he didn't panic too much, and exhaled a long breath of relief. The knife was hanging on his head for too long, so he might as well just smash it down.

Just, how do you get this one out? The blood of five people is useless, so what about dying? It worked on Pin Ting before, will it work this time?

The magic stick is also very distressed: "This is different from Pin Ting's time. Your 'near death' may be pulled back - isn't the little radish an example."

That is to say, unless it is really dead, specious deceit or short-term loss of breath and heartbeat can no longer fool it.

Cao Yanhua suddenly had a thought: "Even if we are really dead, will the power of the fierce Jane bring us back to life?"

Luo Ren shook his head: "This is unlikely. We were only in critical condition before, not really dead. 'Returning to life' should be the strongest ability of Ji Jian, but now it has been divided into five, and the ability is dispersed. Already."

Dramatic turning point, absurd situation: the seven murderous slips are all in place suddenly, and the Phoenix Luan clasp to seal the murderous slips is also at hand. ——Everything is ready, and all forces force people to the high platform of sacrifice.

Cao Yanhua gritted his teeth, and the words "Fuck, I quit" stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out.

If it is really a part-time job for someone else, it's fine, but if you meet a disgusting boss, you quit the business, and you will never be seen again.

The fierce Jane is different, whether you do it or not, it is close to your elbow. Like a shadow that cannot be cut off in the sun, you are immune, but everyone around you is at high risk—who knows when it will be so happy that it will suddenly stare at the next person around you?

13,000 is still calm, maybe because of the drunkenness the night before, the aggrievedness and resentment accumulated in his heart have been almost consumed, and he will go all out, and then decline, he feels very weak now.

On the coffee table directly opposite, there is a phoenix luan clasp, which is golden in color, exquisite and solemn, and only a phoenix is ​​carved.

One thousand three is really puzzled: what is the use of this Phoenix Luan buckle? Just tell a story, give some plausible hints, and add a "feet" at the beginning?

I really want to ask Lao Tzu: Aren't you a great sage who was born only a few thousand years ago, so you left such a trick for future generations?

Think about it again: Perhaps in the eyes of the ancients, it is quite a good deal for the lives of five people to be sealed for hundreds of years.

Cao Yanhua choked out a sentence: "Brother Luo, I don't want to die."

Luo Ren replied: "Who wants to die? Who said they are going to die?"

Cao Yanhua smiled bitterly, Luo Ren's words could no longer cheer him up.

Death is not good, but alive, it seems that there is nothing to look forward to, such depression, no amount of strong wine can pour out the heart.

When they hung up the phone, the magic stick comforted them: "Don't be too discouraged, maybe you can find a way, there are still seven days."

Yan Hongsha muttered: "Seven days, what can I do."

The magic stick said: "Not necessarily, in the last millennium, it only took seven days for God to create the world."

***

Hehe, God, who is going to compare with God.

I still had the strength to get drunk yesterday, but today I don't even have the intention to go downstairs.

Dinner is delivered by the hotel. The simplest hand-rolled noodles are filled with green vegetables, eggs and fungus. Cao Yanhua looked at the ordinary meal for a long time. He felt that the vegetables were green, the eggs were plump, and the noodles were rootless. Gently said, even the hot steam from the noodle soup showed a sense of affinity.

I don't know if there are only a handful of meals that can be eaten, and the noodles have never felt so delicious before—he lowered his head, slammed and sucked.

Yan Hongsha picks up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, it's so long, the hands are raised high, the noodles haven't reached the end yet, just like the longevity noodles that he had eaten before, the old man Yan Hongsha said, this is called Fushou Boundless.

At this time next year, I don't know where I am, and I don't know if I'm still there.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a bang on the side, and it was Shisan who pushed the bowl and chopsticks away and said, "I can't eat any more."

…

This night, everyone went to bed early, but none of them wanted to fall asleep.

Yan Hongsa wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, only showing above her nose, opened her eyes wide to look at the dark ceiling, and said, "Kiyo, I want to go home."

"I had a dream two days ago. I dreamed of my grandpa. Grandpa was still drinking his chicken liver and chrysanthemum brightening soup. I tied a rope around my waist and went down the well with bells on it. There are a lot of precious stones, even opals seem to be blinking, as well as amber, Xinghan sand..."

She tut tut: "In my dream, I felt so happy."

Kiyo stretched out his hand from under the quilt, touched her head, and said, "Little girl, go to sleep."

"Kiyo, do you think we still have hope?"

"Yes, there are still 7 days left."

What kind of answer is this? Yan Hongsha was depressed, turned over and said, "I really don't like the number '7'."

Kiyo smiled, and when he closed his eyes, his ears suddenly caught a low sound of closing the door.

As a martial arts practitioner, my hearing is better than that of ordinary people, and I can clearly distinguish the electronic sound of 'di': it is not the door of the room that is closed, but someone has gone out.

Luo Ren is sleeping in the living room, did he go out?

Kiyo hesitated for a moment, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. In the living room, the sofa was indeed empty. She took a few steps and opened the door. The corridor was empty, and there was no one around.

Close the door and come out, trot to the elevator, the number of the elevator is this floor, it should not go down.

Where did it go? Kiyo walked to the stairwell at the end, with his ears turned downwards, listening to the movement in the corridor.

Didn't go down, this is the upper level, if Luo Ren goes down, it will take a lot of time, the footsteps should still be there, but when listening, the bottom is very quiet.

That is... going up?

Kiyo held on to the handle of the stairs and went up step by step.

Go up two floors, and then turn a corner, it is the last floor, at the end, the door leading to the roof is wide open, stepping over the threshold, the wind suddenly picked up.

The slippers provided by the hotel have very thin soles. At night, the coolness of the ground on the top floor is like hands, which keep scratching people's soles. Kiyo walked a few steps, but there was no one on the roof.

Don't know why, she suddenly raised her head.

Above the huge water tank, there is a black figure sitting on the edge smoking a cigarette. The scarlet cigarette **** lights up and then goes dark again. Against the black background, white smoke can be seen rising.

Kiyo raised his head and called him: "Luo Xiaodao."

Luo Ren lowered his head and beckoned, as if to let her go up.

The iron ladder next to the water tank is a little loose, and the smell of rust is very strong. After climbing a step, the ladder swayed and hit the wall of the water tank, making a dull sound. When there was still a distance, Luo Ren leaned forward and grabbed her arm. Go up and fall into his arms.

Luo Ren said: "You are so light."

He also said: "It's also cold on the body, so I wear so little."

He smoked a cigarette, pulled her body into his arms with the other hand, touched her cold instep, directly helped her take off her shoes, held her ankle, put her foot on his lap, and pulled her coat Come and cover.

Fortunately, the girl is slender, he smiled: "I should wear that kind of overcoat, and if I put it on, there will be another you in it."

When he said this, the smoke wafted by Kiyo's ear, bringing a slight warmth of fire.

Kiyo asked him in a low voice: "Don't you like smoking?"

Luo Ren asked her instead: "Do you want to smoke?"

He was holding a cigarette, and the cigarette **** was brought to her lips, Kiyo sucked it, the cigarette **** was slightly wet, and still carried his breath, Luo Ren suddenly reacted and said, "Don't spoil you."

Flicking the finger, the cigarette **** flew out, and the dark red light streaked in mid-air, disappearing at the edge of the top floor.

Kiyo said: "When the ants see the light of the cigarette **** downstairs, they will think it is a star."

The hotel is the tallest building in Tong County. It is even higher above the water tank. You can see all the buildings and mountains at your feet. The sky above your head is dark blue. When you reach out to touch it, the stars are kissed by the wind. fingertip.

Kiyo said: "If there are gods in the sky, these stars may be the cigarette butts they throw when they are upset."

Luo Ren laughed, and put his chin on her forehead intimately: "You just can't learn to look at the stars, can you?"

If I remember correctly, she said last time that all the bones hanging in the sky are the bones of stars, and all the starlight is phosphorous fire.

Kiyo also smiled and said: "When two people are dating, of course you look at me and I look at you. Why do you look at the stars? They are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. I don't know what planet it is. The planet says Maybe the smog and the aliens run around—can you see the romance?"

Maybe the brighter the star, the worse the cigarette butt.

Luo Ren said of her: "I always make weird remarks from time to time, and I must be a weird little old lady when I get old."

"Will you live to such an old age in peace?"

The wind picked up and scratched her hair. Luo Ren helped her straighten her hair. She didn't speak for a long time. At the end, she said: "I'm thinking of a way."

He was thinking of a way, if he was discouraged and let himself go, he would not sit and light a cigarette in such a place at night like this.

The magic stick said that the confrontation should be compared to a war. This round, Ji Jian used a new tactic.

He is familiar with fighting, mercenaries are trained, and even took a class called Sun Tzu's Art of War. The instructor repeatedly emphasized that "soldiers are deceitful". When rushing forward, wherever the inside and outside meet, he is used to it like dressing and eating.

This night, sitting at the highest point in Tong County, he kept thinking: There is no way to find a way, and the most appropriate and urgent time to find a way, and where can we break through this battle.

How can I take out the seventh evil slip, and how can I not die?

Kiyo stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows, which made people worry.

She said: "Luo Xiaodao, can I tell you something?"

"When Lian Shu was in a car accident, Uncle Zhang noticed something was wrong with me, so he quickly contacted Aunt Hong and sent me to Dr. He."

***

There, she chatted with Dr. He for a long time.

Dr. He advised her to learn self-hypnosis, not to focus on external disturbances, but to "turn inward" at the right time, to understand herself and the other two personalities who once dominated this body.

How to cure multiple personality? There is no conclusion, and there are different opinions. It is said that the most effective method is to "kill" the personalities one by one and let them disappear on their own.

To use a simple analogy, it is like many princes competing in the Central Plains, and the strongest one will eliminate all opponents and aspire to the throne of dominance.

There is another way, in Dr. He's words, the family dominates, so strong that no one dares to have a different heart to fight for, and submit and surrender on their own.

Kiyo chose the second method, because it is all "self", even if it is a virtual "killing" without blood, it is emotionally difficult to accept.

Cheetah had no choice but to sacrifice the small pocket that time, but he was somewhat relieved.

However, it is still not easy. The setting of Kiyo 2 is so cold that it is ruthlessly rigid. It almost exists only for being strong. How can it be stronger than it?

Sometimes, Kiyo even thought, that's it, it doesn't matter if they coexist.

But the strange thing is that she did self-hypnosis later on, sometimes she was alone in a room, sometimes before going to bed, as long as no one disturbed-every time, seeing Kiyo No. 2, I felt , the other self is getting weaker and weaker.

Luo Ren was curious: "Can you see her?"

"It can be seen that it looks like a special conference hall. At the beginning, there were three chairs and three identical faces. Later, Xiao Pocket left, her chair was removed, and there were only two left."

That is her inner world, a top-secret conference hall, where they communicate with each other and examine each other.

Luo Ren asked her: "Why is Muyo No. 2 getting weaker and weaker?"

At first, Kiyo was also very strange. Her temper is actually softer now. At the beginning, she was very impatient with people like Yiwansan or Cao Yanhua, and would always sullen her face and strike. But now , she seldom gets angry, and the more she sinks, the quieter she becomes.

"I figured it out later, maybe the real strength is not rigidity. If you beat your head and blood, if you win every fight, that's not strength."

Luo Ren smiled: "Yes, it is also said in the Art of War that the first step is to attack the army, and the last step is to attack the city. When things get into a fight with bare mouth, white teeth and arms, it is not smart or strong, at most it is strength."

"So Luo Xiaodao, don't be tough on the fierce Jane."

Luo Ren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that what she said was very meaningful: "What do you mean?"

"We all hate fierce Jane too much now, and we have been thinking about **** the seventh root, how to seal it-it seems that we have already rolled up our sleeves and are about to start a fight, face to face, nose to nose, can't see There are other solutions."

"Shouldn't you stand aside, put away this tough heart, and change to a more mellow method? It wants to kill us, we want to kill it, and you can't see it if you stare at the word "death" There is another way out."

A harmonious way? Luo Ren thought about it.

Some deadlocks are deadlocks, and something needs to be broken. Isn't the "conjecture" of the magic stick based on destroying a major premise they firmly believe in?

He needs to break something, some established cognition, some taken for granted.

Stand away a little, take a mellow approach, put away your stubborn heart, don't just stare at a dead word, every sentence, quickly turn around in his mind.

Kido continued to speak seriously: "Cao Pangpang and the others are all so depressed, but I am not. I think that there is no dead end in this world, and everything has a solution-desperate, there is no way, but If you look up, you can fly, if you look down, you can dig a hole, just see if you can think of it."

"Luo Xiaodao, don't worry, there are still 7 days left, if you are not sure, you will think of a way."

After finishing speaking, there was no response from Luo Ren. Just as he was about to look up at him, Luo Ren suddenly stretched out his arms to hug her tightly, and said softly, "Don't move, I seem to be thinking of something soon."

***

Early the next morning, Yan Hongsha was woken up by the ringing of the phone in the room next to the bed, it was Luo Ren who called, telling her to pack up quickly and go to the private room of the restaurant for dinner.

Hung up the phone, Yan Hongsha didn't know, so when she got out of bed, she heard the bell in the opposite bedroom also ringing, and they probably received the call at 13,000.

After washing up, the three of them went downstairs together. On the way, Cao Yanhua said, it was just to have breakfast, so why use the "private room", could it be a decapitated meal?

Let him say this, Yan Hongsha and Wansan were both worried, and even more anxious when they got to the room. The room was decorated with gold and jade, with a large floor-to-ceiling window, the sunlight coming in was overwhelming.

Probably after greeting the kitchen, the breakfast is already on the table, with both Chinese and Western dishes, and a table full of them looks like a dinner.

The waiter took the door and went out, Luo Ren told Muyo: "Latch the door."

Is it for anti-disturbance? Wansan suddenly remembered the vision he saw when he was in Fengziling: Mei Hua and Zhao were also five of them, and they were also eating, and one of them, a man with a sick face, had also locked the door specially to avoid being disturbed.

Could it be possible to hold a mobilization meeting for them?

Luo Ren said: "Let's talk while eating."

Don't do it if you don't do it: "You talk first."

It's okay, Luo Ren didn't insist: "Last night, you all fell asleep, I chatted with Kiyo, and we talked about offering sacrifices."

Sure enough, when it comes to offering sacrifices, Ten-Wan is a little nervous.

"You say, if I really committed suicide and sacrificed to Phoenix Luan, what exactly would it be?"

13,000 did not say a word, but Yan Hongsha replied: "Fate, didn't you say that what you are offering is the most precious thing."

"Why is life the most precious?"

How should I answer this, Yan Hongsha was at a loss: "Isn't this obvious? I lost my life and lost everything."

"Yes, you cherish your life because life represents many things, life, love, friendship, family, children, countless possibilities."

"If you die, these are the sacrifices to Fenghuang Luankou. Not only that, but also blood, and a body that will rot—this is the power that Fenghuang Luankou wants to take from us."

It seems that this is the case, Yan Hongsha thought for a while and nodded.

Luo Ren smiled: "Then I will give it all."

After a brief silence, Cao Yanhua suddenly became anxious: "Brother Luo, didn't you agree that you will not die?"

Luo Ren said: "Don't worry."

"I give it much more than what it wants. I give it life, blood, beating heart, and as long a life as possible. Mind, spirit, strength, friends, endless energy, are these not as good as a pile of meat and bones that rot after death?"

What... what does this mean? Cao Yanhua half opened his mouth, pondering some other meanings.

Thirteen eyes lit up.

Luo Ren laughed and tossed the cloth-wrapped wooden slips and the golden phoenix Luan buckle on the table like plum blossoms in a phantom.

"I've always thought that this Phoenix Luan buckle is too useless compared to the fierce Jane. Then, looking at this pile of things, I suddenly figured it out."

He picked up a wooden slip, looked at it, and suddenly, like throwing garbage, he threw it aside.

Cao Yanhua was in a hurry: "Hey, brother Luo, I finally dug it up, don't break it."

Whilst speaking, he got up quickly and went to pick it up. Kiyo looked at him and smiled, and continued to roll breakfast pancakes for himself. Order BBQ sauce and roll it carefully.

Luo Ren said: "The seven fierce slips refer to the seven hostile qi, not the seven pieces of wood. Similarly, the phoenix buckle does not refer to these broken copper and rotten iron."

Cao Yanhua had just picked up the wooden slips, when there was a bang, a luan buckle was thrown down again.

How do you say it's broken copper and iron? Thousands of years of cultural relics are thrown like a ball like this, which makes him feel bad.

One thousand three stared at Luo Ren: "The real Phoenix Luan button, what does it refer to?"

Luo Ren raised his head, looked at the faces one by one, met his eyes, and smiled slightly: "We."

"These are intentions, and we are the real phoenix button."

"Sacrificing to the Phoenix Luan buckle is like attaching a hostile spirit to a fierce letter. It is just transferring power to these bronze wares. Although it works equally well, don't you feel unwilling, don't you think it's unnecessary?"

Cao Yanhua, who was busy wiping the clasp of the luan, did not move. Yan Hongsha held the napkin in front of her tightly, her hands trembling a little. Only Muyo ate at a leisurely pace, occasionally squinting his eyes to the sun, as if saying: the weather is nice today.

Thirteen's lips were dry, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he asked him: "So, how to seal the fierce Jane in the end?"

Luo Ren also looked at him and said, "It's easy."

"Use seven evil slips on the upper body, we, five people, will live, seal the evil slips, and be able to breathe, talk, and live a long life, the phoenix clasp."