Qimen Dunjia

Chapter 43 The Last Day

Tomorrow will be cloudy and sunny.said the weather forecast.

There will be thunderstorms tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Lou Xiaolou's birthday.

Tomorrow Sangya will be struck by lightning.

If you can't stop Sang Ya from walking into that dead end, tomorrow will be Sang Ya's death day.

Lou Xiaolou stood in front of the window of the hotel room, overlooking the densely packed vehicles on the street, feeling anxious and sad.

In the night, many cars were facing each other, frowning, and slowly moving forward.An ambulance was coming from the opposite direction, yelling and calling for everyone to get out of the way.A hearse was crying, walking slowly, walking slowly...

The big rabbit is sick, look at the second rabbit.Three rabbits buy medicine, four rabbits cook.Five rabbits died, six rabbits carried.Seven rabbits dig a hole, and eight rabbits bury it.Nine rabbits sat on the ground and cried.Ten rabbits asked why it was crying, nine rabbits said, five rabbits will never come back...

Healthy people are on the go.One of them fell ill and was taken to the hospital.This kind of treatment is arm wrestling.Man wrestling with some mysterious force is like an ant wrestling with the earth.He lost, so he was carried into a hearse and rushed to the crematorium...

Lou Xiaolou already felt that it was impossible for Sangya to avoid this deadlock, just like the past cannot be changed.He entered the year 2006, only to go back in time and revisit the scene when Sangya was alive.Or rather, it's just a dream.

We can't change the last second, and maybe we can't change the next second either.

The sick are gone, and the living and the dead remain on the streets.Lou Xiaolou suddenly had an idea - tomorrow, Sangya walked into the dead end to go to the vegetable market and buy vegetables for Lou Xiaolou's birthday.If Lou Xiaolou suddenly fell ill and was admitted to the hospital for emergency treatment, and his birthday would not be celebrated, Sangya would change her route and visit him in the hospital...

He's going to put another self in the hospital.

He is going to use violence.

After much deliberation, he decided, tonight, to cut a knife in the arm of another himself.

The other self doesn't die.

At most, it will leave a scar, which he can cover with clothes in the future...

Then, he changed his clothes and went out.

He didn't expect that when he came to Jingshan Community, he would meet Lin Yaoyao and Zhu Xi.

Lin Yaoyao's infatuation and madness, and Zhu Xi's pleas and threats left him speechless.If he had something to say, they couldn't hear him.

The other self has not returned yet.

He opened the door, entered his home, hung the clothes of his other self in the closet, and walked into the study room. Holding his last hope, he wrote on a piece of paper for his other self: Tomorrow is our birthday, and Sangya's death date !Don't let her out!

Experience told him that when these words entered another self's eyes, he didn't know what would become of them.

He moved the books under the bed to the shelf, then took a kitchen knife from the kitchen and got in.It's absurd enough to think about it, this will be the first case of self-killing in human history.

After the other self came back, he searched around, but did not find Lou Xiaolou.He saw the piece of paper in the study and seemed to have no reaction.Then, someone knocked on the door, knocking rhythmically and vigorously, just like the old man who delivered tea in the hotel.

The other himself walked over.

Lou Xiaolou heard the conversation between two people through the door: "Who are you looking for!"
"Sorry to bother you, I'm a waste collector. Do you have any surplus items for sale?"
"What do you charge?"
"Do you have any extra books at home?"
"No."
"Do you have extra bottles at home?"
"No."
"Do you have extra clothes at home?"
"No."
"Do you have extra appliances in your home?"
"No."
"Do you have... extra people in your family?"
……

Lou Xiaolou was startled, he hurriedly got out from under the bed, and walked into the closet in a flash.

Lou Xiaolou came back and checked under the two beds, but found no one.He went to the door again and talked to the waste collector.At this time, Lou Xiaolou took the opportunity to get under the bed in the bedroom.

Another self said, "I checked and there was no one. Maybe, someone came in during the day and now it's gone."
The waste collector said: "I tell you, this man is still at your house. There is something wrong with your eyes. If you don't let me take him to the waste station, he will throw you into the trash can."
After speaking, he left.

After Lou Xiaolou lay down, he turned off the light.

At this time, he thought of a joke under the bed. He didn't know that the other self on the bed also thought of this joke: the teacher said that after death, people turn into ashes.

The student said: There are many dead people under my bed.

This joke made me think of the question again—is he already dead?Otherwise, why did the old man in the hotel serve tea to every guest, but bypass his room?Why did the waste collector just say that there is an "extra" person in this house?

If he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to.Even if he is a ghost, today he must kill himself for the sake of Sangya.

When he got up from under the bed and stood in front of his other self, Lou Xiaolou met Lou Xiaolou.This is their first real face-to-face meeting.

He was going to cut himself with a knife.

Under the moonlight, he saw the terrified expression of his other self, and two lines of tears flowed out.

Unexpectedly, the other self was very alert, and even used the quilt as a shield to escape.

He feels like a failure.

When Lou Xiaolou returned to the hotel, it was already midnight.

After much deliberation, he had only one solution left - to go to Shaoyao Field tomorrow to prevent Sangya from walking into that dead-end alley.

Can it be successful?

He took out the stack of faxed Qimen Dunjia from the drawer, sat on the sofa, and continued to study.

Sang Ya must be fast asleep at this time, the god of death has already touched her nose, but she didn't know it.Maybe she is still dreaming, maybe dreaming that the university campus has become a sea of ​​flowers; maybe dreaming that her father is out of prison, and the family eats dumplings happily; maybe dreaming that she and Lou Xiaolou are living together, fly in the sky...

He thought of himself again.

Tomorrow is the day when he leaves Beijing and enters the old time.At that time, will he return to the original time?If he returned to the original time, what would happen to the other Lou Xiaolou?Two people become one?

he does not know.

You can't think of it either.

I can't think of it either.

These questions go beyond our logic.

While thinking wildly, Lou Xiaolou heard a knock on the door, not his door.He walked up to the cat lightly, looked out, and the scary old man appeared in the corridor again, he was still wearing the same white vest, gray underpants, slippers, and holding a teapot, knocking on the guest's door alone, knocking Be discreet and very sincere.

At this time, it was almost dawn, and the hotel was very quiet, except for his careful knock on the door.

Most rooms are empty.Some rooms are occupied.

Some people opened the door to check, while others closed the door and ignored it.

Lou Xiaolou has been standing at the door listening.

The old man finally finished knocking on the door next door and came over.This time was different, he stood in front of Lou Xiaolou's door!

Today is a special day.Tonight, he uncharacteristically knocked on Lou Xiaolou's door.

Lou Xiaolou hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the door.

This was the first time he had met the old man face to face.The other party seemed to be nothing unusual, just an ordinary enthusiastic old man.He bent over with a smile and said, "I'm also staying at the hotel, so I'm here to bring you some tea. I brewed it. Try it."
Lou Xiaolou squinted his eyes and looked at the old man's eyes. He wanted to find some secrets other than tea, but he didn't.

Lou Xiaolou suddenly asked: "Why do you bring tea to people every day?"
The old man froze for a moment, looked around, and whispered, "Why do you go to the toilet every day?"
Lou Xiaolou suddenly felt that this sentence was very profound, and he didn't understand it for a while.

He simply pierced the window paper: "In the past, every time you brought tea to everyone, why did you bypass me?"
The old man thought for a while and said, "No way? I will give away every room in this hotel, except the room I live in."
This sentence was more profound, and after several detours, Lou Xiaolou still didn't understand it.

The old man raised the teapot in his hand and said sincerely: "Come, pour a cup."
Lou Xiaolou shook his head and said, "I won't drink it, thank you."
The old man froze for a moment, smiled a little disappointed, turned around and left.Then there are many doors.However, he turned around again and said, "You must not go out at Chenshi today."
Lou Xiaolou said, "Why?"
The old man was gone and knocked on the next door.

Lou Xiaolou retreated, closed the door, returned to the sofa, and continued to study Qimen Dunjia.

This is the last night, he doesn't plan to sleep, he wants to study suddenly and master the Qimen Dunjia thoroughly.Only when he knows the situation of tomorrow well, can he avoid obstacles and dangers and successfully save Sangya.

Looking at it, he fell into a state of trance-the dark street, the patter of rain, and no pedestrians.

He ran forward, as if to stop Sang Ya from going into a dead end.

The road was very slippery. In order to get there quickly, he seemed to be wearing roller skates, but he couldn't slip and always fell down.He crouched down, tried to take it off, and ran barefoot.However, the shoelaces were tied in a dead knot, and they couldn't be undone no matter what.Sang Ya was waiting for him in the distance, he couldn't waste any more time, so he had to stand up and continue skating.

Sangya said that in her heart, he can fly.He can take her to the past and to the future.

Now, he feels that he is really stupid, he can't do anything, he can't even skate on roller skates, he's crooked, like a stupid duck...

I don’t know who threw a plastic doll. The plastic doll was lying on the road on its back, looking at the sky full of water, smiling slightly, and its flowered clothes were covered with muddy water.

Lou Xiaolou didn't avoid it, and stepped on the plastic doll. The plastic doll cried "Wow!"Lou Xiaolou was startled, and looking back, the plastic doll covered his stomach with a pair of small artificial hands, and looked at him, crying terribly.

This plastic doll is a conspiracy!
Lou Xiaolou, who was wearing roller skates, continued to slide forward clumsily and entered a section of low-lying road.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the sky was thundering and lightning, and there was a world of water all around.He was dribbling forward, getting harder and harder.

A brightly colored swimming bird swam in front of it, like a mandarin duck, with pale brown feathers, pure white around the eyes, and gray-black beak.The mandarin duck should be in pairs, but it is alone, which looks very strange.Two mandarin ducks are a whole. Now, when Lou Xiaolou meets a mandarin duck, it is like seeing a half-stretched person.

It swam up to Lou Xiaolou, jumped up from the water, flew into the air, suddenly tore open the web between its toes, turned into sharp claws insidiously, swooped down like an eagle, and grabbed Lou Xiaolou's eyes .

Lou Xiaolou felt a sharp pain in both eyes, and knew he was blind.He slid forward desperately, stumbled, and there was only one thought in his mind, Sangya was waiting for him...

A pack of dogs rushed up, barking, and bit his leg.He was pulled down, got up, was pulled down again, got up again...

He was desperate, knowing that he could not run in front of Sangya.His world was dark and disorientated.Sangya is waiting for him to send to the light.

He crawled forward little by little, and the group of dogs rushed forward...

He woke up.

Looking at the watch, it was already past three in the morning.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and he felt refreshed.Then, pick up Qimen Dunjia and continue to study.He was reading, pondering, and practicing. When he was about to die, a gust of qi broke through from the Yongquan point on the sole of his feet to the Baihui point on the top of his head!He feels like he's got the hang of it!

Qimen Dunjia is well known to the world, but very few people fully understand its mysteries, it is too mysterious and profound.However, the distant "teacher" who taught him by fax used the most popular method to open this mysterious door for Lou Xiaolou...

At this moment, he was full of gratitude to that distant teacher.

He slowly put down the Qimen Dunjia in his hand, straightened his posture, and raised his palm—now, he is going to use this great number technique to predict the fate of him and Sangya today!

The land, the sky, the human, the divine... A three-dimensional model of the universe with holographic features is presented on the palm of his hand.Then, like satellite positioning, his eyes traveled through time and space, locked on Shaoyaodi, locked on Sangya, and locked on [-]:[-].

Sangya was born in the year of Gengwu and belongs to the horse. On April 2007, 4, the seventh day of the third month of the lunar calendar, Dinghai Day in the Jiachen month of the Dinghai Year.It's 23:[-], Otosi time.Gengluo leaves the palace, and noon falls from the palace.In her south, the white tiger is superior, Gengjiabing is fierce, and the eight gates are the gates of death.

He predicted himself again.

The hotel where he lives is located in the south of Shaoyaodi.In other words, he had to go north to stop Sangya.From five o'clock to seven o'clock today, at the time of Guimao, the north of him is Jingmen, Lingeng, and there are swords blocking it.Bamen Fuyin, it is not suitable to move.

And from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], Jiachen time, Jingmen in the north also suffered from bloodshed.However, due to Lin Bingqi, the superior basalt, and the heavenly appearance, he can travel quietly and do things secretly.

It was almost five o'clock now, that is to say, if he went out at this time, he would probably die on the road.He wanted to stop Sangya, but he had to choose Chenshi.Although dangerous, there is some possibility of success.

Along the way, he could get hurt.However, whether it is a missing arm or a broken leg, as long as he can walk in front of Sangya and prevent her from walking into that dead end, then he has no regrets.

(End of this chapter)