death gap

Chapter 50 Libraries

the next day.

Su Chen slept all day long, sleeping in total darkness.

During the time when he went deep into the gap, he was always highly stressed and never really rested.

After sleeping for such a long time in one breath, I made up for all the missed sleep.

On the day of meeting Mr. Fang, Su Chen woke up around two in the morning, then lay on the bed and stared.

He wanted to go back to sleep, but he couldn't sleep no matter what.

I could only get up, find something to eat, and go for a morning run in the community.

After returning from my morning run, I started feeding the cat, washing clothes, and cleaning. It was only four o'clock in the morning when I finished all the things I needed to do.

Because there is really nothing to do.

Su Chen decided not to wait any longer and got on his motorcycle directly, driving toward Wuchang city under the stars.

……

After leaving the northern suburbs of Ganquan Town, there are green undeveloped areas on both sides of the road. At this moment, the only sounds of birds and insects are quiet.

Under the pale white moonlight, the lonely road goes straight forward, like a giant python spreading on the earth.

Driving a motorcycle on this road, the view is particularly wide, and the mood becomes high.

There were very few vehicles on the road at this time, and there were no speed limits. Su Chen would have started driving wildly before.

But he didn't do it today, and he didn't plan to do it in the future.

Thanks to the gap between his two sexes, Su Chen is now particularly sensitive to "seeking death", and his mind is filled with words such as vigilance, safety, and caution.

Under the moonlight, he drove slowly and slowly, and soon came to a fork in the road.

Next to the fork in the road stands a large billboard advertising men's underwear, which is one of the signs of entering the city.Drivers who set off from Ganquan to Wuchang will know that the city is very close as long as they see this billboard.

Just as Su Chen was about to cross the fork in the road, a dazzling light shone from the direction of the road on the right.

His eyes were dazzled by the shaking.

Then came the loud roar of the engine.

Su Chen squinted his eyes and looked towards the light, and saw a bright silver Tomahawk motorcycle suddenly rushing from the right.

The rider was vaguely a woman.

When he saw the silver motorcycle, the other party also saw him, and then started screaming at the top of his lungs.

"what's the situation?"

Before Su Chen could completely get out of the shadow of the gap, he heard the rider suddenly scream, and his heart immediately started beating wildly.

Seeing the other person rushing towards him again, he quickly braked - the motorcycle skidded on the road and spun half a circle, the tires almost causing sparks to rub, before it finally stopped.

When Su Chen stopped the car in a thrilling manner, the "Dodge Tomahawk" on the opposite side completed a sharp turn with a beautiful drift and tail flick.

He just happened to pass by him and headed towards the city.

After completing the sharp turn, the female rider’s previously feigned scream of fear immediately turned into a sneer:

"Haha! Are you scared? Waste only deserves to eat ashes!"

With these words, she walked along a diagonal line, from the right side of the dual carriageway to the left side.

"Damn mental retardation."

Su Chen watched the motorcycle speed away and couldn't help but utter a curse word.

He thought the opponent's motorcycle had lost control, but it turned out it was just a prank.

Just when the boy restarted his motorcycle and was about to continue on the road, a heavy truck happened to drive in from the left lane.

In Su Chen's field of vision, the "Dodge Tomahawk" was like a baby swallow falling directly into the arms of the heavy truck.

boom--!
Intense fire exploded in front of the truck, and a large number of motorcycle parts flew high into the sky, and then fell to the ground like hailstones.

"..."

Su Chen was silent for a second, then looked at the underwear billboard and found that the camera was still there.

He decisively bypassed the scene of the accident and continued driving towards the city.

Since there is surveillance nearby, we will know exactly what happened by checking the video.It has nothing to do with me anyway.

……

Around 04:30, Su Chen arrived at his destination, parked the car and entered the library.

The reason why he set the meeting place at the city library is because the library is open 24 hours a day and you can read a book here for a while.

In order to unlock the intellectual mask, you must read more books.

In fact, online consultation is very developed now. As long as your mobile phone can connect to the Internet, you can have endless e-books.

However, Su Chen preferred the feel of paper books, and only urban libraries could collect local chronicles.

He now wanted to read the local chronicles of Taoxiang.

I want to see if there is any trace of history left in the gap there.

After asking the librarian and getting a reply, Su Chen went to the southeast corner of the second floor of the library and found that there were several rows of bookshelves filled with books such as local chronicles and biographies of local celebrities.

These are exactly what he is looking for!

"Taoxiang used to be called Taoxian."

Su Chen stood next to the bookshelf, scanning books related to Tao County from top to bottom.

Soon I found a book about strange stories from Peach County.

This book does record a lot of strange stories, but it is too commercial, and many of the stories are plagiarized jokes at first glance.

However, one of the stories caught Su Chen's attention.

This story is called - "Monk Longxiang".

The story took place 200 years ago, during the imperial period, and the year was Yong'an 23.

There was a severe drought and no water fell throughout the year. Even the fish ponds of the villagers dried up.

The county magistrate was so anxious that he had no choice but to post a recruitment list, looking for strange people and strange things to offer suggestions for rain.

Although this method is absurd, it is also the result of being forced to do nothing.

Not long after the recruitment list was posted, a monk who called himself Monk Longxiang claimed to have a plan for rain. However, the rain could not fall in vain, and the land on Wuchang Slope must be donated to him to build a temple.

He also made a guarantee that as long as the temple is built, sweet rain will fall in the local area.

Otherwise, the villagers would be willing to behead their heads to vent their anger.

Wuchang Slope is surrounded by a famous local Feng Shui treasure land. Villagers like to bury their deceased ancestors there to hope that their descendants will prosper.

In the past, the county magistrate would never have agreed to Monk Longxiang, but now people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Because there is no other way, I have to agree to the other party's request.

The monk built an Impermanence Temple there.

Strangely enough, after the Wuchang Temple was built, there was a heavy rain in Taoxiang.

Although the rainwater is a bit fishy and salty, it is harmless, as long as it can support the crops.

From now on, Taoxiang can be said to be in good weather.

Even though the surrounding dry land is thousands of miles away, it still rains here, and the rain is always just right.

It can be said that there is neither drought nor flood.

As a result, the incense of Wuchang Temple is getting stronger and stronger day by day.

At the same time, villagers one after another discovered that the tombs of their ancestors showed signs of being excavated.

At first they thought it was grave robbers.

Until one day, several brave villagers couldn't bear to be disturbed by their ancestors, so they decided to squat around the tomb, hoping to catch the thief under the cover of night.

Unexpectedly, they did not wait for the tomb robbers, but they did wait for the monk Longxiang.

The monk skillfully dug an opening into the tomb, then dropped a hemp rope and let it hang down into the tomb.

After a moment, he took the hemp rope and pulled it outward.

The long-dead ancestors of the villagers had a hemp rope strangled around their necks and staggered out of the grave.

(End of this chapter)