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Chapter 1: I'm not human?(1/2)

It shouldn't be true, I shouldn't have that idea - go to Lop Nur.

I didn't know that I would go through such a long terrifying journey, such a terrifying strange vision, and such a mysterious cycle of life and death...

I don't know anything. That dead salt-shelled land has been waiting for me for a hundred years.

So, why should I go to Lop Nur?

This starts with a physical examination a month ago.

I'm pretty slim, and I haven't had a physical examination since I was a child.

That day, assistant Ji Fengfei pulled me to the physical examination center, and I was forced to go.

I checked each room one by one, but I didn't know what the items were.

In the cardiology department, the doctor gave me an electrocardiogram. His expression was a little abnormal. I asked him, "What's wrong?"

He said: "It seems that something is wrong with the machine..." Then, while complaining about the quality of the domestic machine, restarting.

He gave me a new electrocardiogram, and then he was stunned.

I said, "Is there anything wrong?"

He turned around and looked at my face: "Do you feel normal?"

I said, "It's normal. What's wrong?"

He said: "The heart rhythm of a normal person is 60-100 times a minute. Do you know how many you are?"

I was a little nervous: "More...less?"

He said: "600 times per minute!"

I said, "Too fast?"

He said: "The heart rhythm of rats is only 600 times!"

I said, "No one is like me?"

He said: "After 600 times, the heart does not provide blood, which means that the heartbeat stops and only lasts for 15 minutes!"

I actually laughed: "That is to say, I still have 15 minutes of life?"

He continued to observe me and said, "It has been 15 minutes since I restarted the machine."

I said, "It seems I can't die."

He said: "Then there is only one possibility left..."

I said, "What is possible?"

He stared at me aggressively: "You are not...human."

I said, "Okay, I'm a mouse, I'll change the examination center."

After saying that, I went out.

When I walked out the door, I looked back and the doctor kept looking at me in the door.

There were a few projects left, and I didn't want to do it anymore. I hurriedly left the physical examination center, called Ji Feng, and said that I had something urgent to do, so I left first.

When I got home, my heart was not calm. The number 600 times became a shadow, covering me, becoming more and more depressing.

I touched my heart, "beat pounding..." To be honest, I don't know what other people's heartbeat is.

I'm not a human?

Then, I used my mobile phone to check the Internet. Sure enough, humans did not have 600 heartbeats per minute. However, I accidentally found a case-

On the edge of Lop Nur in Xinjiang, someone found a fainting man and sent him to a nearby hospital. After rescue, the man woke up. He was wearing blue pants and a white shirt, very dirty, and had no documents on his body. No matter what he asked, he didn't say a word.

Everyone suspected that he had trespassed into the Lop Nur no man's land, survived death, and was strongly stimulated, and turned into dementia.

The doctor did various examinations on him and found that the person was abnormal - his heart rhythm was as high as 600 times per minute.

That night, the man disappeared quietly from the hospital...

Could it be that I am the same type as this mysterious man?

I suddenly had an idea - go to Lop Nur to take a look.

I vaguely feel that my life has some subtle relationship with Lop Nur.

An accidental thought will often kill you. The more ominous the thought is, the more unstoppable it is. I find that I can no longer persuade myself.

Maybe it was because I thought about it on the day and dreamed about it at night. I had the same dream for three consecutive days: a large area of ​​water, surrounded by golden sand. There was a woman wearing golden flowers. She stood in the middle of the water and smiled and hooked at me...

Three times I woke up from my dream.

When I recalled the scene in my dream, I felt that the vague woman looked familiar. Who is she?

Oh, when I was a child, I watched a movie called "Mirage". It seemed to be played by Yu Rongguang. There was a scene that scared me for half my life.

There was a man who saw a mirage in the desert. Half of the sky was a huge picture, swaying, and an alien woman appeared on the picture, riding a horse. So, the man went through a lot of hardships to find the woman in the picture, and finally found her one day...

Maybe it was because the mirage was deeply rooted in my brain. The woman I dreamed of three times was very similar to the woman in the picture.

She is calling me?

What does she have to do with me?

I live in Wolf City (sorry, I called it wrong, it was Lancheng), and I was engaged in free writing without any burden. That day, I started packing up.

Before leaving, I went to Baiyun Temple in Kongtong Mountain to ask for a visa. It is said that the visa there is very effective.

I arrived early in the morning and walked into the Sanqing Hall. Facing Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, Taiqing Daode Tianzun, burning incense and kneeling down, and asked silently in my heart: Three great immortals, I want to travel through Lop Nur, please tell me - is it feasible?

The three immortal trees stared blankly in front of them.

I gently picked up the sign, closed my eyes, and began to shake. After a long time, no sign fell out.

I shook hard.

Still no signs fell out.

I tilted the sign and continued to shake it hard. Finally, I heard a "click" sound, and a sign fell to the ground.

I picked it up and looked at it, a little surprised.

I know that the signatures are all very profound signatures. What: the eight pure hexagrams ask about the officials, and the wealth and ghosts are uneasy when they encounter conflicts. Don’t ask about the benefits of other camps and companies. You should only be conservative and happy...

Then you need to go to the signature. The Taoist priest will tell you what this signature means, whether it is to sign up or sign down based on the specific matters you ask.

There are only three words on the tag I drew - Next Sign Up.

I haven't figured out what happened for a long time.

Then, I got up and went to find the Taoist priest. A Taoist priest in his 40s sat on a chair at the door and was dozing off. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe, star crown, Tang scarf, and cloud boots, clean.

I said, "Master Taoist, can you help me with the explanation?"

He shook his head, opened his eyes, sat up straight, then took the sign from me, looked in front of him, and gave it to me: "This is not our sign." After that, he closed his eyes.

I was so amazed and laughed. Could it be that I brought this sign and deliberately made trouble?

I immediately thought of some pilgrim who made this banana and secretly stuffed it into the banana when burning incense.

I threw this tag into the trash can next to the door and turned around and left. There was no point in smoking again.

When I got home, it was already afternoon. I took a break for a while and called a friend.

"I'll go, or not?"

"What does it mean? Where to go?"

"Don't worry, I'll ask you, I'll go, or not?"

"Damn it, I'm stupid, how do you ask me to answer!"

"You just answer intuitively, go, or not?"

"Don't go."

"It's all right."

Then I hung up the phone.

I regard this kind of inquiry as a kind of divination. This friend doesn't understand my situation, so I just let him answer it based on his intuition. Sometimes I am very annoyed by rationality, and intuition may represent God's will.

I called Ji Feng again, and she was talking to her friend for badminton, and she was panting when she answered the phone.

I said, "Monsoon classmate, I'm going to go to Lop Nur."

After hearing what I said, she couldn't react a little and said for a long time: "What!"

I said, "Let's go soon."

Monsoon's speech has always been neat and neat, and she asked me: "The Xinjiang government invited you to?"

Me: "No."

Monsoon: "Which publishing unit organized you to go?"

Me: "Not."
To be continued...
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