Fake Mechanic

There were no hymns circling the beams, white feathers fluttering, no arhats saluting, gods and Buddhas, all in all, Fan Xiaoshan didn't see any of the images that Fan Xiaoshan expected. After finally climbing the stone steps to the top floor, he just I saw two old men.

It is no different from those old people who can be seen everywhere in the street gardens in the middle ring district of Dongdijing, one tall and one short, the same skinny and wrinkled.

The highest temple that came into view blinded Fan Xiaoshan even more. This small house that doesn't even look like a single-storey villa on the second floor is a holy place worthy of reverence in the eyes of the dragon clan?A small house like this has at most five bedrooms and two living rooms. Is it worthy of placing a huge base like the Pyramid of Khufu or the Mayan temple in the ancient earth era?

"What you see is not necessarily the truth."

The tall old man spoke.

Fan Xiaoshan lowered his head and smiled wryly, he had nothing to say, he must have been read mind again.It's something that red-eyed girls can play. If the elders can't play it, then they will be damned. This kind of telepathy is really a bad street in the Dragon Clan.

"You are wrong again. What you think is logical may not necessarily be true."

The tall old man seemed to like this instant game very much. Whenever Fan Xiaoshan had an idea, he would come over and kick him over, enjoying himself.

The short old man gave the tall one a sideways look, and said to Fan Xiaoshan, "If you keep muttering in your heart, he will keep arguing with you. I don't have the ability to read minds, so it's better to say what you have to say with your mouth. "

Only then did Fan Xiaoshan understand what the tall old man was referring to. Just as he was about to speak, the short old man immediately stopped him, "Wait, I haven't agreed to let you speak, so you should shut up and listen to me carefully." Questions, think clearly before answering.”

Fan Xiaoshan seemed to have understood the warning from the red-eyed girl earlier. The two old men seemed to have bad tempers and personalities. Look at people with their nostrils.He shrugged helplessly. When he met such a strange pair of old men, what else could he do?

After the two elders of the dragon clan ten steps away muttered and exchanged a few words, the short old man spoke.

"Since Red Eye has already carried out the preliminary genetic modification on you, then you can directly start the second step of the test. There are seven rooms in the temple, arranged in numerical order. If you can pass the test of the first room, I will Answer all your questions; but if you still want to help your friends out of trouble, you must pass the test of the second room."

Speaking of which, the short old man took out a small hourglass from his sleeve as if by magic, threw it into Fan Xiaoshan's hand, and continued, "You can only come out when the hourglass is finished. Of course, the prerequisite is that you can walk out by yourself."

Fan Xiaoshan played with the hourglass for a while, and estimated that the duration of the entire hourglass would only last about an hour. Although he didn't know what the test was waiting for him in the first room, he could tell that there was no bargaining in the short old man's words. There is no room for him, and he simply nodded and said yes.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist. Now that his hands and feet are not tied, even if there is a red-eyed girl by his side, it is not completely impossible to win against two old men with his own skills.However, Fan Xiaoshan was always cautious. Then he thought that two of the three could read minds. Maybe his own thoughts could be seen clearly at this time. In addition to the coldness that came through the sky when he climbed the stone steps before The meaning is to instantly lock the bones and flesh of the whole body so that it cannot move. This is his greatest fear.

Thinking of this, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the tall old man's sneering eyes, as if saying that what you thought in your heart would never become true, Fan Xiaoshan sighed silently in his heart, blowing away these impetuous thoughts in one breath, and there was no more distracting thoughts.

People have to bow their heads under the low eaves.

When he reached the entrance of the temple, Fan Xiaoshan turned back and asked, "If I want to leave with my friends, which room do I need to pass?"

The short old man didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question. He waved his hand and replied impatiently, "Now you are not qualified to ask questions. I will take this as your first question after you pass Room No. [-]."

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Fan Xiaoshan walked to the vermilion lacquer door that was mottled like an antique from a hundred years ago, looked at the word on the lintel, raised his hand and pushed it lightly without stopping, and walked into a spot of flawless white light.

In the next moment, he returned directly to the cockpit of his Thunder Mecha.

The night is dark, the moon is frosty, and everything around is so familiar. It is that night two years ago, Pozhui Mountain.

20 meters away, a night owl mecha is slowly lowering its mechanical arm, and the buzzing and whimpering of high-frequency blades gradually subsides, and the residual sound of broken rhyme spreads on the silent mountain, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

"I didn't expect that it was you who came to kill me. Even if you didn't drive your exclusive mecha, besides you, Fan Xiaoshan, is there any special-level pilot who would have so many non-standard tactical moves in his attack?"

The Ye Xiao mecha on the opposite side had already been stabbed several times, and electric sparks appeared from time to time at the huge breach.

The pilot seemed to have given up resistance, not only put away the high-frequency knife, but even the cockpit began to release the airtight lock. With the sound of puffing, the heavy armor cover bounced down, revealing the pilot's handsome face. And a tired face.

Fan Xiaoshan's pupils shrank suddenly, is this a dream?Or memories come back?

Why did the scene on the top of Pozhuo Mountain that made him wake up countless times in the middle of the night come back to his eyes at this time?

His gaze inadvertently touched a small hourglass in the cockpit, and his heart jumped even more. Although the hourglass had been turned upside down, no grain of sand fell down, as if bound and imprisoned by some invisible force, turning it into a rock.

Looking at the familiar eyes of his friend, Fan Xiaoshan shrank suddenly and shouted.

No sound came out, just like singing in the boundless deep sea, the sound had no chance to come out of the water, it just turned into a series of bubbles in vain, and burst silently and soundlessly in a blink of an eye.

"I'm just following orders..."

What came out of his mouth was still the cold and decisive words back then. Only then did Fan Xiaoshan realize that he was just a bystander living in his body more than 600 days ago. A midnight movie I'd love to see again.

"You are so strong, so strong that I have no chance of leaving this mountain alive. I know that, so I don't want to run away again. It seems that Squall Lane and Fan Xiaoshan are destined not to be good friends for life. It seems that I said before that your name is like an imperial person, and mine is like a federal person, but you must be very disappointed that you didn’t expect the answer to be revealed so soon?”

Pilot Junxiu took out the cigarette case from his clothes, holding the cigarette with trembling fingers was a little unsteady.

The continuous fierce fighting just now has almost exhausted most of his physical strength. Although the synchronization rate has approached the limit and is about to break through the threshold of super-order, he knows that approaching and reaching are two different things, just like the overlapping sky on the distant horizon. It seems to be very close to the ground, but in fact it is still separated by a world.

Curly smoke rose, and Squall Lane's dry, chapped lips stuck to the cigarette butt, pulling it painfully. Only when he licked it with his tongue did he find that the skin of his lip had been torn and slightly oozing blood.

The thunder machine was silent.

Fan Xiaoshan, who lived in his body two years ago, was also silent. He knew that the life of his best friend in this life had entered the final countdown.

When that cigarette burns out, everything will be settled.

"I really didn't expect that you would be the last one chasing after you. Shouldn't you be on vacation in Linhai Sizhou? I thought I picked a good time... But that's okay, others won't let me spend the last time leisurely like this." A cigarette, and I can chat with you about old times."

The pilot on the other side was still talking to himself.

"I received an order six months ago to spy on your every move. You should have made up your mind earlier...to escape."

Fan Xiaoshan's words made Squall Ryan's hand tremble, and a piece of soot fell on the half-sweaty summer military uniform. These words also made the heart of another Fan Xiaoshan deep in his body tremble.

A wry laugh came, and the handsome pilot showed a self-deprecating look on his face, and sighed, "So it's like this, I said that my bad temper, which is half-lived by cigarettes and alcohol and loves to fight, can be handed over to a man so quickly." A good friend who talks about everything... You also revealed that information to me on purpose, let me tell you."

A layer of disappointment floated on the pilot's face, he looked up at Minglei who covered up everything about the pilot inside like a solid nutshell, and said, "I'm sorry, I can't give you more than that green goblin. Add one star, the mecha operation level of an imperial spy like me is not worthy of being your record of killing enemies."

Fan Xiaoshan's exclusive Minglei is dressed in dark green, and has a coquettish name that no one knows—Green Goblin. Ryan had a smug smile on his face.

At that time, I should have felt compassion when I heard these words. Although it was only a momentary thought, it became a heavy burden that was destined to be weighed down in my heart for the rest of my life.

Seeing that the cigarette in his mouth was about to burn out, the handsome pilot smiled at Fan Xiaoshan, took out a pistol from his waist, and put it on his chin.

The smile is free and easy and bitter.

"You don't have to kill me, because I have something else to ask you.

"Tell Doris, I will marry her again in my next life."

The thunder machine that had been standing still finally moved, and the mechanical arm was raised, as if to stop something.

However, the crisp gunshots stopped everything, and officially put an end to the pursuit and the chat for a cigarette that lasted for half a night.

The cigarette that was burned out like the owner's life lightly fell on his chest, and was immediately extinguished by the dripping bright red.

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