He and It

Unexpectedly, there was no queue in the bathroom. He packed up inside and thought about going to the cubicle to make a phone call. He also used the search engine to find out which civilization the "Golden Book" was a product of. Then he went in and took off his backpack. Intended to be hung from a hook.

Xie Ning finished hanging up her backpack and threw the wet tissue she had wiped her hands with into the trash can. After thinking about it, she closed the door. As long as she finished making the phone call and went out quickly, it would not count as occupying the cubicle for no reason.

He turned the latch, then turned around and let go.

At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling, it seemed...it seemed that at the moment he let go, he let go of a very important thing at the same time, cutting off a very important connection.

But this is just a feeling after all, it is fleeting and cannot attract people's attention. Just as Xie Ning turned around, the lights above her head suddenly crackled, and the surrounding area suddenly fell into darkness, so dark that it was impossible to see even one's fingers.

Oops, is there a power outage?

Xie Ning was startled and quickly reached back to touch the door bolt based on her memory.

However, he came up empty.

The young man's hands were frozen in place. In fact, not only his hands, but his whole body was as stiff as a wood, stone, and clay sculpture.

The decoration of the art museum is very elegant. Even the bathrooms are neat and orderly. There is no smell at all. The marble floor is smooth and shiny, cleaner than some of the boys' dormitories that Xie Ning has been to.

...However, just because he can't smell the smell doesn't mean that he can smell the mixed smell of leaves, grass, soil and flowers here!

The chirping of birds spread from far to near, and a fresh breeze blew by his temples at the same time. Although the surroundings were still dark, he was no longer in that small compartment. The world suddenly became vast and unusual, boundlessly stretching along his path. Covered all over.

Xie Ning was completely stunned.

He suspected that he was dreaming... No, he suspected that he was frightened during the power outage, causing his head to accidentally hit somewhere. Everything he sensed now was all hallucinations in a coma.

He took a tentative, cautious step.

The toes of the shoes did not hit the solid wall. The ground under my feet had a soft texture, accompanied by a rustling sound, as if I was stepping on the grass with fallen leaves, and...

Xie Ning was like a dumbfounded blind man, groping helplessly in the darkness. He took a few steps forward and touched the hard, rough tree trunk, which was covered with a thin layer of moist moss, as well as the tree branches hanging down from his shoulders. Lush foliage.

……What's wrong with me?

What did I eat or drink when I came here, was I poisoned? Is there something wrong with the straw mushroom soup I drank in the morning? It was actually mixed with toadstools, so I'm hallucinating now?

Xie Ning wanted to cry, really wanted to cry. He held on to the tree and shouted tremblingly: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone else outside the bathroom? Help... help!"

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【New unit! Happy Children's Day everyone, 300 little red envelopes will be given out in this chapter!

ps. This chapter involves professional-related content. I handled it fictitiously and there is no need to bring it into reality, bumbo]

Xie Ning: *takes out the paintbrush, feeling satisfied* Okay! Today is another new day, I must work hard!

Genius No. 1: *Passing by in a colorful way, he took out the picture of Riverside During the Qingming Festival that he drew in three seconds* Hi!

Genius No. 2: *Tingting walks by and takes out the Mona Lisa she drew with a pen in her mouth* Yo.

Xie Ning: *crying, choking and throwing away the brush* I want to live in another world!

World: *Give him his wish immediately, no matter if he is joking or not*

Chapter 136 The Snake of Pharisee (2)

Of course, everything was quiet, except for the lingering sound of the wind, softly winding through the treetops and leaf veins, blowing over his shoulders, and lifting his short hair playfully.

Xie Ning walked around in circles for several times. He did not dare to leave too far from the original place. At this moment, he still had the ostrich mentality of searching for a sword. He was afraid that if he went a little further, he would miss the opportunity, the key, and the chance to return to the world. The door...everything is fine.

He had been an atheist for 20 years, and now he was so anxious that he begged his grandfather and grandma in his heart. He prayed for everything from the spirits of his ancestors to the Jade Emperor and the Three Pure Ones, as well as to Mary, Jesus’ heavenly father, and he was so panicked that his hands and feet were shaking. Trembling, he just hoped that as soon as he closed his eyes and opened them again, the wall of the compartment would appear in front of him.

Unfortunately, reality always disappoints. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. His lips were scorched and his mouth was dry. It was cold at night.

He had to wrap up his thin coat, sit on the ground and cry to himself.

There was nothing, cell phone, water bottle, self-defense tools... Xie Ning was tired, hungry, and exhausted. Earlier, he had thrown a few sticks of chewing gum into the compartment of his backpack. It was originally the original mint flavor that he hated the most. Now that he thinks about it, even the most disgusting flavor has become a luxury that cannot be expected or desired. After all, it is sugar, and it can save lives at critical moments.

Why should I hang my backpack on the hook in the first place!

Xie Ning couldn't help but despise the order in which he did things. If he could carry his bag, not to mention food, at least there would be no shortage of water, and that would be an 800ml large-capacity water cup...

Now, what's left for him?

Xie Ning patiently began to search for the items on her body, hoping to find something useful.

Not to mention clothes, I had an 8-page sketchbook with a strap that could be slung across the body, so I was able to follow him to this hellish place. There were two syringe pens on it, and I took it out. The pocket was empty, and there were still two piles of unused toilet paper in it. Other than that, it was... gone.

Gone.

Xie Ning was really dumbfounded.

Pens and sketchbooks were usually his favorite things, but now they were useless! The toilet paper was barely enough to make a fire, but he didn't have any matches either. He couldn't make a fire by drilling wood in this wet and moss-covered place. What was the difference between that and changing his fate against the will of God!

Just when Xie Ning was complaining incessantly and his teeth were chattering from the cold, a bright light suddenly appeared above his head.

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