Chapter 219 Inspiration
Ding——
It is the sound of copper coins falling to the ground.
When Ning Zhe flapped his wings and climbed up to a certain limit, 'up' turned into 'down'.
The original acceleration and inertia were superimposed with the sudden overturned gravity. His body fell straight down like a cannonball. In the flash of lightning, Ning Zhe quickly realized what would happen next, but The hollow bones of birds cannot be forced to reverse direction at such speeds, which will only break the wings.
The moment it was about to hit the ground above its head, the raptor's dark wings turned into a wisp of air and dissipated, replaced by a beautiful ice-blue butterfly, fluttering its wings covered with scales, and landed lightly on the ground.
The next moment, he was dead.
“Ah——!”
The ice blue butterfly disappeared instantly. Ning Zhe knelt on the ground and suddenly opened his eyes, sweating profusely.
He died. There was no sign or abnormality. He died just now.
Ning Zhe lowered his voice and gasped softly. He looked around cautiously. He fell into the basketball court near the prison factory. It was already evening. The basketball court was empty at night. The prisoners who played here during their lunch break had already returned to their cells to sleep. The patrolling prison guard was nowhere to be seen.
The empty basketball court was dark, with only a few pitiful silver-like moonlight shining down, casting the boy's blurry and slender figure on the court. Farther away, there was darkness, faintly visible in the silent night. The alarm bell sounded, urgent, sharp, and looming.
Ning Zhe said nothing, silently took out a coin from his pocket and threw it into the sky.
He lowered his head, not looking at the trajectory of the coin spinning in the air, until the coin hit the back of his head impartially, causing a hot and clear stinging sensation.
“The anger is still nearby.” Ning Zhe said in his heart.
He didn't know what happened just now, but he was sure that he had died here the moment he landed, and he seamlessly bought his life back with a copper coin in the hands of the God of Wealth.
Clearing his thoughts, Ning Zhe stood up in the middle of the basketball court. Didn’t Ang Wu want to call you? Come on then.
He raised his left hand forward and opened a page of the almanac that only he could see.
[The twenty-seventh day of the sixth lunar month]
[Suitable for: travel, cleaning, housewarming, marriage, engagement, burial, encoffining]
[Taboo: moving tombs, breaking ground, collecting wealth, collecting livestock, digging wells, opening ponds, planting, begging for children, consecration]
It seems that staying near Angwu has indeed made your luck worse, so Even looking through the almanac reveals far more taboos than appropriate things.
If you can't escape from the prison today and continue to stay here and be affected by the anger... It is not impossible to find out "Don't do anything else" or even "Nothing is appropriate" tomorrow.
No, maybe he will die before then.
Ning Zhe glanced at his watch. It was now 21:22 in the evening, more than four hours before midnight.
"We have to hurry up." Ning Zhe looked around again. The basketball court was quiet at night. He didn't find anything unusual, not even a single person. It was dark and quiet, surprisingly quiet.
He took steps and walked to the walkway connecting the basketball court and the factory.
There was a heavy iron door at each end of the corridor. The all-steel metal door was locked from the inside. Ning Zhe tried to push it, but failed.
This heavy door that can easily shut out ordinary people is actually not difficult for Ning Zhe, who is burdened with too much trouble. He can easily pass through the cracks of the door, turning into a bee or a butterfly. Get through it, or if you can't help it, you can turn into a bird and walk directly into the sky.
But after thinking about it, Ning Zhe did not choose to do this. "Judging from Yan Wu's performance all the time, he doesn't know the specific rules of Taiyi, and he even didn't know the existence of Taiyi for a time. This is my biggest trump card, and it's also the reason why he hasn't taken action against me."< br>
Even now that he has broken his skin, Ang Wu is still dormant in the dark without showing any trace, which is enough to explain something.
Ning Zhe pushed the door again. The iron door didn't move at all. Maybe we should take a detour?
No... maybe it would be better not to take a detour.
No reason, just a feeling, an intuition.
There was a strange feeling lingering in Ning Zhe's heart, invisible, intangible, elusive, and incomprehensible, but it was this feeling that stopped Ning Zhe from leaving.
Just like the person who gives you a tricky puzzle will give you one or two hints with a smirk when you are thinking hard about the solution. Ning Zhe also heard his hints. There is one An inaudible voice whispered in the ear:
She said there was a 'road' behind the door.
"That's Bai Zhi's 'sixth sense'..." Ning Zhe instantly understood where this strange inspiration came from.
He listened subconsciously, trying to hear the ethereal voice more clearly. After several attempts, he failed and had to give up.
Maybe now that I have become Bai Zhi on the spot, I can hear the prompts a little more clearly, but it is not suitable here. Without knowing whether Yan Wu is secretly spying on me, any unnecessary actions will expose more information.
Furthermore, Angelica dahurica's physical fitness is not very good. Her weak body is full of heavy burdens and is not suitable for long-term strenuous exercise.
"Huh..."
Ning Zhe bent down following his intuition, holding the iron door with both hands and kneeling on one knee, leaning down and looking inside through the gap between the door and the floor.
The corridor behind the door did not turn on the lights, and it was pitch black. Ning Zhe picked up a flashlight and shined a light into the crack of the door. There were white walls on both sides of the corridor, and it was empty except for the center of the corridor. There was a dark, round thing with a pool of dried blood underneath, which was a person's head.
The light of the flashlight made the thing react. The bloody head slowly turned around, facing the direction of the door. A pair of bright red eyes stared straight at Lao Li, who was standing upside down with his head down.
Click——
Ning Zhe turned off the flashlight, turned around and left.
The next moment, the sound of "dong-dong" kept ringing from the corridor behind him. The upside-down corpse grabbed the ground with its head and jumped to the closed door. Time and time again, it kept hitting the heavy door from the inside. iron gate.
Bang, bang, bang, Ning Zhe walked across the basketball court without saying a word, and came to the concrete building across the entire court from the walkway. This is one of the prison guards' lounges, where he can directly See the entire basketball court.
Prisoners are all ex-convicts, and generally have bad tempers. Basketball is also known as a sport with a lot of physical contact. After a game, who knows when conflicts will arise. It would be nice for the prison guards to be closer. Whenever there are signs of Mortal Kombat, suppress them at any time, and promptly put an end to the riots that have not yet formed.
The sound of banging against the iron door was still coming from the basketball court behind him, each one heavier than the other, and each one faster than the other, as if the monster behind the door might break out at any time.
Ning Zhe's strong psychological quality made him turn a deaf ear to this. He walked directly to the steps of the prison guards' lounge, intending to see if any door was unlocked.
"Woo, woo..."
A low cry came from inside.
(End of this chapter)