Chapter 159

At first, Ma Fuqing still insisted and sat there repeating his belief: "don't move, don't move, everything is an illusion..." even if he felt the water level rise and slowly flooded his mouth and nose, he just shook his body a little, didn't stand up, and didn't use his hand to pull the iron bar on the top of the cage.

He tried to take deep breaths several times, but there was no feeling of choking water and respiratory block except that his chest was cold. He laughed, "look, I'll tell you, it's all an illusion, just like a nightmare."

He heard Aoki say, "you're really good, so you can keep the light. If you don't move, I really can't help you. But it's going to rain. If you don't take shelter from the rain, it's enough for you."

Ma Fuqing opened his eyes and looked up. It was dark and couldn't see anything, but there was a drop by drop of heavy rain. The ideas were falling, sparse, and occasionally one or two drops fell on his face, cold and cold.

After a while, the rain became dense and spread on the roof like broad beans, making a crackling sound.

Ma Fuqing was soon wet, like a drowned chicken, and the rain flowed down his face.

At this time, his breathing began not to be smooth. With a little force, rain was sucked into his lungs, causing a severe cough.

He wanted to find a place to take shelter from the rain, but he remembered that he must adhere to the belief of "not moving". If you move, you may no longer be able to distinguish what is illusion and what is reality.

The wind roared and blew large tracts of rain at an oblique angle, like an army shooting arrows here in the distance. Ma Fuqing felt that he was a little unstable and almost knocked down by the wind. The wind and rain made his cheeks ache.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Ma Fuqing really can't stand it.

A flash of lightning lit up, like a silver shining snake, twisted in front of his eyes and almost broke through the floor of the building.

With the light of lightning, Ma Fuqing saw the situation on the roof. He saw nothing except the pouring rain. The cage that trapped him is gone, and the underground river is gone. Aoki already didn't know where to go.

A loud clap of thunder sounded in his ear and startled him from the ground.

Yes, who would foolishly stay on the top of this abandoned building in the rain! The building has been abandoned for more than 20 years. Maybe it will collapse one day when the wind blows.

Ma Fuqing took out his mobile phone and wanted to light it. He found that the mobile phone was no longer on, probably because he was caught in the rain. Thinking that the mobile phone hidden in the pile of waste steel bars should be even more useless, he didn't even look at it.

He had to walk towards the stairs in the dark. Fortunately, he was familiar with it. Several transactions had been made here before.

He felt the position of the stairs by the wall, tried to take a step forward and put his foot on the steps. He breathed a sigh of relief, patted his wet chest, but smiled easily on his mouth.

He remembered that the medicine woman pinched an orchid finger and put a giant Buddha in front of him. Isn't she also dead in Qingmu's hand now? Even the legendary muka and wusuoton are dead, but this green wood can't help me!

Ma Fuqing became complacent. When he went downstairs, he was a little careless. Suddenly, he stepped down and fell down.

His heart tightened with fear and he almost had a myocardial infarction. Fortunately, his ass hit the ground quickly and fell on a pile of waste steel bars on the floor of the next floor with a bang. The caudal vertebra fell and felt cracked.

He cried ouch ouch, struggled to get up from the steel bar, and carefully groped for the wall.

However, the steel bars on the ground were not flat, but stood up one by one, blocking his way.

Ma Fuqing felt very strange. He had never seen such steel bars before. He felt around the erected steel bars and found that these steel bars stood up one by one and just circled around like a cage. I just fell from the top and was not killed by the vertical steel bar. It's really lucky.

At the same time, he smelled a pungent smell, as if he had fallen into a shit pit.

At this time, the sound of wind and rain gradually stopped, the sky on the roof gave off a hazy light, the lights of the distant city also drilled out of the wet fog again, and a fuzzy outline could be seen in front of the scene.

Ma Fuqing adapted to the dim light for a while, and then saw that he really fell into an iron cage, but this time he was not immersed in water like a pig cage.

The iron bars of the cage were about two meters high, with straw and dirty mats under them. There were several thick chains in the cage, which locked the cage door. There is a pit in the corner of the cage, from which the smell comes out. Ma Fuqing looked closer and smelled again. He found that it was really a shit pit for people to shit and pee.

He hurriedly covered his nose and stepped back. Suddenly, his back hit a warm and soft thing. He seemed to hear a heavy gasp, a slight whistling air flow through his neck behind him.

He was so frightened that he held his breath and suddenly turned around. He saw a dark figure squatting behind him, and the whites of his eyes were particularly bright in the dark.

Ma Fuqing was frightened. He leaned back and climbed upside down with his hands. He accidentally put one hand into the pit of excrement and urine.

The shadow seemed very happy to see him covered with excrement and urine, and laughed hehe hehe.

Ma Fuqing felt his voice was very familiar. When he looked carefully, he found that it was his brother Ma Fuquan squatting in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Ma Fuqing asked puzzled.

Ma Fuquan smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch Ma Fuqing's neck: "you locked me up! You locked me up!" he squeezed his neck and banged Ma Fuqing's head against the ground.

Ma Fuqing wanted to resist, but he didn't know whether he was a little weak in the rain or his brother's strength was too strong. Anyway, he couldn't use any strength. He could only watch himself choked by his brother.

He tried to break his brother's fingers and said something indistinctly that he couldn't even hear. Then his tongue came out, making the old elder look like a hanging ghost. His eyes bulged out like a dead fish.

It is strange that Ma Fuqing is dead, but he can still see himself and everything around him, but the despair and pain at the moment before his death have not dissipated in him. He just watched himself die, and his brother smiled with satisfaction.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs was not very loud, like the sound of walking barefoot without shoes.

Then a white figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

It was a headless woman, naked and white, like a white pig who had just pushed her hair in boiling water. Her neck was empty, her skin turned outward, and dark red blood overflowed from her neck like a group of twisted worms.

Ma Fuqing saw the headless woman walking towards the dead man step by step. His snow-white chest trembled, and a black mole on his left chest was particularly conspicuous.

"Give me back my head!" said the woman.