Deep Space Beyond

The car whistling in the morning, the crowded bus, the commuters in a hurry, the students trotting with their schoolbags, these pictures are intertwined, and the tense and busy life of a new day officially begins.

There was still time, and Wang Xuan found a small restaurant by the roadside, with a pancake, a cup of sweet soy milk, and a bowl of salty bean curd.

"Is it early?" He found that he was the first to arrive at the unit. After ten minutes, Liu Xue, who likes to dress up in youth, arrived, and half an hour later, the others appeared one after another.

There was nothing to do in the morning, Wang Xuan sent and received a few emails, briefly dealt with two drawings, and then began to study Daozang in a low-key manner.

Of course, he is also paying attention to his old colleague, Chen Yongjie, who likes to call someone to go fishing when he has nothing to do.

Sure enough, there was a problem, and Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

One morning, an old colleague made several phone calls one after another, about fishing, last night was stormy, and this morning it was sunny and sunny.

In his opinion, the old colleague is full of black words!

Not to mention fishing, he personally experienced it in the Daxing'an Mountains. The storm last night must have been talking about the removal of the gray-blooded organization. As for today's bright and sunny days, it should be saying that all forces must keep a low profile.

Then...Wang Xuan sees that everyone has a problem!

For example, the old man with black-rimmed glasses was still sleepy after talking on the phone with someone to say that he was going to kill him all night.

The two eldest sisters who love to play mahjong are also chatting in a low voice, saying that Feng Shui will take turns to sit, and the luck will not compete for a while.

There is also the colleague who is somewhat sentimental and loves to write poetry when he has nothing to do. He came to a song early in the morning: "I use the sky as the curtain, and hang a string of fireworks, bang, and the explosion is so gorgeous, which is amazing to the world."

Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, who are these people? !

Did they all take part in the operation last night, driving a warship to kill a group of hostile spaceships?

In the end, when Wang Xuan saw Liu Xue, the little girl beside her who was applying lipstick in front of the small mirror, she felt that something was wrong. She said that the color of this lipstick is not correct. She likes the poignant red, and the blood has a sad and mournful charm, so that there is a kind of beauty that is born in peace.

Listen, everyone in the room was talking nonsense. Wang Xuan suddenly had a big head. He sat there quietly, forcing himself to concentrate and study Daozang.

Finally, it was time for lunch. Colleagues were chatting and laughing. They brought Wang Xuan, a newcomer, to a newly opened restaurant outside the Design Institute to have a taste.

Wang Xuan's food was tasteless and tasteless, and he was absent-minded. He wanted to ask them, but he was afraid that it would be too abrupt and direct.

After the meal, the old colleague was more prudent. He took the initiative to find Wang Xuan in private, but he almost turned his head away with one sentence, because the old colleague asked him if he would go fishing.

Having had a dangerous experience in the Daxing'an Mountains, he was almost locked by the space battleship of the Gray Blood Organization, and Wang Xuan never wanted to go to similar muddy waters again.

"Young man, you are still young, you still have blood, and you still have youth to fill your eyes with tears. You should cherish it."

Wang Xuanmu asked him with a face, do you want him to be the bait again?

"What are you thinking? I just invite you to go fishing in the machinery factory behind the design institute that has been abandoned for several years. There is a lake that is not big or small. Now there are reeds and wild fish are fat."

Wang Xuan looked at him suspiciously. The old colleague vaguely admitted that he was the senior executive of the expedition organization?

"It's me." As if he knew what he was thinking, the old colleague directly admitted and said, "Let's go, I just had lunch, chat while walking, and go fishing for a while." He was fully prepared, in his old car In the trunk of the red sun car, there are all kinds of fishing gear.

On the way, Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask, what are the identities of those colleagues in the office?

The old colleague Chen Yongjie was in a daze at first, and then he couldn't help it. He laughed there and said, "Where do you want to go, do you really think that our old-age office is crouching tiger, hidden dragon, are all abnormal human beings? They are a group of people. Normal men and women who love to play games, play mahjong, recite sad poems, dress up and watch horror movies, the only ones who are abnormal are you and me.”

Wang Xuan was speechless and didn't regain his senses for a long time before finally saying, "You are not normal, I am normal!"

Chen Yongjie glanced at him in surprise and said, "Is it normal? I heard that you slapped the face of a beautiful woman and killed five people in a few days."

"This is a rumor and slander. I have never killed anyone!" Wang Xuan quickly corrected him. He obeyed the law and only injured five people in self-defense.

"It's almost the same." The old colleague nodded.

Wang Xuan didn't want to explain to him, so he wanted to ask him what his identity was and why he was working in such an inconspicuous place.

The old colleague took him to the edge of the lake in the abandoned machinery factory, set up the fishing rod, and said, "I am his master Aoki, Xinxing and old soil run on both sides, no matter where you are, you must have a leisurely job to cover up. , don't you like it here too?"

When Wang Xuan heard it, he immediately understood that Aoki was prepared and guarded for a long time. When he just graduated, he brought him to his master's side.

Even if Wang Xuan did not choose to join the expedition organization, with such an old colleague in front of him, it is estimated that sooner or later he would be fooled into it.

"You guys have a premeditated plan!" Wang Xuan sighed, but what else can he say, the old colleagues have already revealed their identities, showing their sincerity.

"Don't worry about it. We went through careful calculations and arrangements last time. The spaceship of the gray blood organization will not threaten you at all. If you dare to show up, you will be destroyed. Forget it, don't talk about it, I heard that you practice Golden Body Art, here's a gift for you."

The old colleague handed over a book, which seemed to be some years old, with a sense of staleness left by the years.

Wang Xuan took it and opened it, looked carefully and looked at it, showing a surprised look, all kinds of plants, minerals, strange creatures, etc. were recorded in the book.

"Is this reliable?" He flipped through a few pages and suddenly felt like a new world had opened up.

For example, the moonlight silver recorded in the book is an extremely rare and special mineral. When you crack that ore, a silver liquid will flow out. You need to take it immediately, or it will evaporate soon and dissipate like the bright moonlight.

If ordinary people can drink some, it can activate the flesh and blood, and it is most effective for those who practice golden body art and iron cloth shirts. It is a great tonic and can accelerate the improvement of physical fitness.

There is also a certain golden mushroom. Grinding powder and boiling soup can increase bone density, especially the bone marrow, and the new blood produced is more active, thereby gradually improving the whole body.

The more Wang Xuan looked at it, the more outrageous he felt. He had never heard of these things, and he felt that even if he checked the encyclopedia map, he could not find the real thing.

For example, a certain kind of mountain snail is mentioned later. It is born in the mountains and rocks and is a rare mountain treasure. If it is caught, it is dried and ground, and it will last for half a month and prolong its life for five years.

The more Wang Xuan looked at it, the more unbelievable it became. He read the Compendium of Materia Medica, etc. in his spare time, but he had never seen these strange things.

Chen Yongjie, an old colleague, said, "Don't believe it, these things are recorded in the Taoist ancestral court and the ancient Buddhist temple. This book is just a summary, and some strange things mentioned in the pre-Qin bamboo slips are added."

Wang Xuan was startled and said, "But, after so many years, who has seen it? It has been extinct for many years."

"The old soil can't be seen now, but that doesn't mean there is no deep space." The old colleague smiled.

Wang Xuan keenly noticed that he was referring to deep space, not a new star, and felt the subtlety.

The old colleague vigorously mentioned the fishing rod, shook his head regretfully, the fish ran away and did not catch, he continued: "In the past ten years, some people have obtained some of these strange things, although the amount is not large, but it has also caused a lot of trouble. , Well, some people even discovered the earth fairy grass, but unfortunately they couldn't pick it."

Wang Xuan quickly flipped through the book and found the page of the earth immortal grass. The description of it is really fascinating. Taking one plant can prolong life by 200 years.

"So, there are people on Xinxing's side who are going crazy, and a life span of two hundred years is equivalent to two new births for ordinary people, but the old guy in the chaebol, the head of the Institute of Life Research, etc., are all going crazy, all in action."

Wang Xuan's mood was indeed fluctuating, but he soon became vigilant again. This old man loves "fishing". Now, shouldn't he have a good idea again?

"It sounds like it's quite lively over there. Your old man gave me such a book, and then told me these things to make my appetite, and what do you want to do? Tell me!"

"Young people now have a lot of ideas. It's not like our time, when they were all pure and good teenagers. You, think too much." The old colleague shook his head, then suddenly pulled the fishing rod, and finally caught a... turtle.

"Go, what's the mess, I'm fishing!" The old man took off the turtle and threw it away. In his words, this thing was just released not long after seeing it, half-dead, not a supplement.

"The number of places to go to the new star is very tight, young people, you have to work hard." When he was about to go back, an old colleague said this.

However, since listening to him talk about these things, Wang Xuan has been a little wary of him, and he has been a little muttered, even if he wants to go to Xinxing, it is better to bypass his old colleague.

When he returned home in the evening, he practiced old techniques, pondered feather fossils, and also thought of the exotic flowers and plants and various minerals mentioned in the book.

"Study the Taoist Tibetans during the day and practice the old arts at night. This kind of life is not bad. After a while, I will consider going to Xinxing. I will see if I can find the feather stone recently."

There is a thousand-year-old temple outside this city, and Wang Xuan will visit it soon.

Tomorrow Saturday, he is going to go home early in the morning to see his parents. The distance is not very far. He goes back almost every two weeks.

"There is a mountain over there from my house. There seems to be some legend, it seems to be related to some fairy girl." Wang Xuan's heart moved. Although he couldn't go to the thousand-year-old temple for the time being, he could go to the mountain when he got home.

The plan could not keep up with the changes. On this night, Wang Xuan had a nightmare. He dreamed of a woman in white clothes and red shoes, with long hair scattered on her beautiful face, and two lines of blood on her beautiful face, constantly approaching him, almost They all touched his face, making him wake up.

He has been sleeping soundly since the old training, and he has never experienced nightmares again, but today is a little weird.

Wang Xuan adjusted his breathing, allowed himself to meditate, and fell asleep again shortly after, but an hour later he woke up again, feeling the gloomy wind blowing on his face, and dreamed again of a female alchemist with two lines of blood and tears hanging on his face.

He realized that something had happened, he was in big trouble, and he never believed it, but the reality was that once he fell asleep, he would dream of the woman.

"It looks like I won't be able to go home tomorrow." He couldn't figure out what was going on himself, he didn't want to go back rashly, he seemed to have something bad on him.

This night, Wang Xuan fell asleep again and again, woke up again and again, until dawn, he immediately contacted his old colleague Chen Yongjie, he felt that Aoki couldn't help.

"Is there such a thing?" The old colleague was very solemn, but he didn't believe it, because as a senior explorer, he had personally experienced some abnormal events that he couldn't explain to this day.

"Don't worry, I'll have someone send you a talisman later on. It was drawn by an old Taoist priest who lived for more than a hundred years. It's very useful."

The old colleague did what he said, and it was delivered in the afternoon.

However, in the middle of the night, that disturbing and strange phenomenon appeared again, and the so-called Taoist talisman paper burned directly, almost setting Wang Xuan's quilt and his hair on fire, making him stare.

In the second half of the night, the situation got even worse. After finally falling asleep, he was awakened by an icy chill. He felt that there was something in his arms. His body was covered with hair, and a pair of terrifying eyes were open, staring at him!