Crazy, crazy, this bitch is definitely crazy!
We are all still in the painting. When the mountain fire starts burning, because the ground under our feet is also painting paper, it will definitely burn when the time comes. Originally, there was a car to ward off the fire, but now you are pouring water on your car. Gasoline, do you think we can't die fast enough?
Or did you plan to crash the car and kill people from the beginning? Die together with the other party?
Wu Tinghan finished pouring a bucket of oil, then looked at me coldly, scolded me, "Why don't you go quickly?"
I'll go, can't I go suck the oil? Are you using this method to scare me?
There was no room for negotiation with this crazy bitch, so I picked up the rubber tube on the ground and ran up the mountain, then sucked it in as hard as I could without even sucking out the fart!
The distance is a bit long, so I can only take one puff, then block the mouth of the tube with my thumb, and continue to breathe after breathing.
I don’t know how many times I repeated it, because the tube was all sealed with black plastic bags, so I couldn’t see where the gasoline went, so every time I tried my best to inhale, and this resulted in a ten-point The serious consequences are...
The gasoline was almost sucked out, but I didn't know it, so I still tried to suck it hard. As a result, a mouthful of gasoline was poured into my mouth, which almost choked me to death. All the snot and tears fell from my nose, and the toilet paper stuffed in my nose was also coughed up. out.
The thick smell of gasoline instantly took over my whole body. I vomited and sprinkled gasoline. I was afraid that Wu Tinghan wouldn't be able to control the fire, so I didn't dare to spill too much.
After seeing that the dead grass on the ground was wet, I folded the pipe, returned to the car, and folded and pulled out the other end. Then he threw the tube into the circle of dead grass, then picked up the lighter and prepared to light it.
I originally wanted to ask Wu Tinghan about how prepared he was to put out the fire, but when I turned around to take a look, I found Wu Tinghan, a crazy woman, standing on the roof of the car and frantically pouring oil on the car!
I no longer cared about being a gentleman, so I yelled at Wu Tinghan, saying, "Crazy bitch, I did everything you asked, what the hell are you going to do?"
Wu Tinghan poured a bucket of gasoline and threw away the bottle. Then he clapped his hands, looked at me with a cold and arrogant expression, and said two words: Idiot!
After she finished speaking, she turned over and jumped down gracefully, landing firmly on the ground with a very graceful and graceful movement.
But that didn't stop me from feeling angry at the moment. I took out my lighter and threw it up the mountain as hard as I could, saying, "You're bullying me too much. You want to die, but I don't want to die yet!" No one can burn this mountain fire!
But she didn't care at all. Instead, she walked to the side of the road. With a flick of her wrist, a yellow rectangular piece of paper appeared between her fingers. There were also vermilion lines drawn on it. It was crooked and could not be seen. What comes out.
Then I saw her palm twist upwards, and the yellow paper between her fingers lit up in the wind, igniting a light green flame.
I wanted to stop her, but before I could take a step forward, she threw the lit paper into the pile of withered grass. There was only a "boom" sound, and the fire burned instantly.
It's over, it's over, it's over now, I'm sure I won't run away once I'm in jail.
But Wu Tinghan acted as if nothing was wrong. He grabbed me by the collar and pushed me into the car. He also threatened me and told me that if I didn't want to die, just sit still.
Hey, your car is full of gasoline, and you still want me to sit still? What are you doing sitting there, waiting to die?
Now I wonder if I am still hallucinating. From the moment you called Zhang Hazi, you were actually acting for me just to burn me to death here!
In fact, I was still sitting in the same car, and the sky had never been bright from the beginning to the end. It was all an illusion created by you, right?
While I was thinking wildly, I saw a strong wind blowing outside the car, dark clouds in the sky, and an oppressive feeling of approaching storm, which instantly made me calm down.
I saw Wu Tinghan take a few steps back, with his hands standing in front of his chest, his ten fingers facing each other, his little finger and ring finger overlapping each other, his thumb, index finger and middle finger standing upright, then his thumb passed under the index finger, and the index finger arched and pressed on The second knuckle of the thumb.
The pad of the thumb presses against the second knuckle of the middle finger, forming a very strange handprint. But because Wu Tinghan's fingers are very slender and white, after the handprint is formed, not only does it not look weird, but it is also very beautiful.
I originally thought that this mudra was over, but I didn't expect that after Wu Tinghan completed this mudra, he whispered softly, "I wish you all the best for your kindness..."
After she finished reciting, her fingers changed rapidly and soon formed another handprint. I originally wanted to write down this handprint, but she passed by in a flash. Before I could see it clearly, her green and green fingers The fingers changed again.
So much so that I only vaguely heard one sentence, which seemed to be, 'The yin and yang return to the dusty road...'
The movements of Wu Tinghan's fingers became faster and faster, and the voice of his mouth gradually became softer, so that in the end I could only hear one or two accented words, and the rest could not be heard clearly.
But the strange thing is that the originally dense dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been suddenly pressed on the pause button. What they looked like at the beginning, they still look like that after so long. They were scattered in all directions and could not gather together after a long time.
After Wu Tinghan performed mudra for a while, he suddenly raised his hands above his head, pointed his finger backwards, and shouted softly, "Cover the sky, open up the earth, with one finger, all karma will be turned into dirt..."
"Break it for me!"
Wu Tinghan suddenly shouted loudly, and the flames that were originally only doused with gasoline exploded instantly and swept away like clouds in all directions. It was so powerful and fast that even the wind and lightning could not reach it!
This is not putting out a fire, this is clearly setting a fire!
Wu Tinghan, on the other hand, retracted his hands, glanced at me with a pale face, and then walked towards me step by step.
I clearly saw that the wildfire behind her was spreading over the highway isolation zone and eroding towards the road bit by bit!
This fire can even burn the cement bricks in the isolation zone! Not only that, the guardrails of the highway and even the asphalt road on the highway were all ablaze!
This... this is not outside the painting, we are inside the painting!
The blazing fire was like a fire dragon, sweeping towards Wu Tinghan at high speed. I was about to remind her, and then I was stunned by the scene in front of me. After I saw the fire dragon rushing over, it stopped abruptly at an arm's length behind Wu Tinghan!
It was as if there was an invisible barrier there. No matter how fiercely the flames collided, they couldn't break through that barrier and could only roar helplessly.
But Wu Tinghan, as if he hadn't seen me before, opened the passenger door, kicked me in the thigh, and shouted at me, "Go over and drive!"
I originally wanted to get out of the car and walk over, but I got kicked in the leg again, so I had to crawl through the middle and sit on the driver's seat.
As soon as I sat down, Wu Tinghan got in the car and closed the door, and then I saw the fire dragon slam into the door of the Hummer with a bang.
Seeing this, I thought to myself that it was all over now, the car was full of gasoline, and the two of us were going to be roasted!
But what I never expected was that after the fire dragons around me rushed up, they all retreated in silence, as if they had seen something terrible, which made me stunned.
I hurriedly asked Wu Tinghan, why is this happening?
Her breath was a little weak, and she replied softly, "What is the most afraid of fire?"
Without even thinking about it, I said, of course it’s water.
She didn't speak, but looked back and picked up a black plastic bag from the back seat of the car and threw it into my arms. She said, "Rinse your mouth and you will know. Your mouth is full of the smell of gasoline."
Isn't this a barrel for gasoline? You haven't finished pouring yet? Has your conscience discovered it?
But if you ask me to rinse my mouth with gasoline, you are being too unreasonable, aren't you? Then wouldn't the car be filled with the smell of gasoline? If the sealing of the Humvee is not good and a flame comes in, everyone will die!
When I saw her eyes staring at me, I knew that I had forgotten to lower my head just now.
Let me tell you, can you not rinse your mouth?
She said, you can try and see if I can kick you down.
I know that a woman like her always does what she says. And judging from the fact that she was able to pick me up, it can be inferred that she was definitely capable of kicking me out of the car easily and letting me be burned alive by the fire.
I had no choice but to open the plastic bag, lift the lid, and smell it with my nose under her gaze.
What surprises me is that this barrel of gasoline has no smell!
Let me tell you, is the gasoline expired, or is my nose choked by gasoline?
She said that your brain was squeezed by the door.
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled up the bottom of the bottle and poured it on my face.
I didn't even have time to hide, and the liquid in the bucket poured into my face, and then...huh? Why is it so cold and a little sweet?
Isn't this gasoline? Is it mineral water? !
It shouldn’t be!
If it's just mineral water, why are the caps on every bottle unscrewed? And why do they have to cover it up with black plastic bags? You have a bottle of normal mineral water, why do you have to do so many disguises?
She said, if it is not wrapped in a black plastic bag, how can you determine whether the bucket is filled with water or gasoline?
Let me tell you, if you bought it yourself, you are not sure whether it is water or oil? Are you kidding me?
She was not angry, and still said calmly, in other people's paintings, how can you determine whether the bucket is filled with water or oil?
I realized something was wrong, so I hurriedly asked her, what do you mean?
She asked, why was it that the first seven times you went down to light a fire, the lighter was always hot, but the eighth time it was cold?
I also want to ask this question. If I hadn’t seen the highway burning now, I would have thought we were offscreen!
She said, because we are in someone else's painting, if the other person wants your lighter to light, then light it. If they don't want your lighter to catch fire, you can't light it even if you light it for the rest of your life.
I shook my head and said, no, when I went to light the fire, I clearly saw the flames burning. How could it not be lit?
Wu Tinghan snorted and asked, "Then why doesn't the lighter burn your hands?"
Forehead……
I immediately ran out of words and couldn't find a reason to refute. After all, the first seven times were extremely hot.
I had to ask her, then why did I see the flames?
She said that the other party just drew it with a brush, just to make you believe that the lighter was lit, so that we can believe that we are still outside the painting. But he overlooked one thing: no matter how realistic the drawn things are, they still have no warmth. You can fool your eyes, but not your palms.
The mountain fire is still burning, and the flames filling the sky are extremely majestic. But the waves in my heart are even more magnificent than this mountain fire.
There is no temperature in the painting. This is a normal detail, but I have never noticed it. However, Wu Tinghan can use such a clever method to accurately determine the inside and outside of the painting. It is simply amazing.
When I was about to praise her, I suddenly realized that her approach seemed a bit risky! And if we are not careful, it is very likely that we will still be imprisoned!
After all, as long as the other party doesn't interfere with the flame of the lighter and lets it light as before, wouldn't she still be unable to tell whether we are inside or outside the painting?
She looked at me and said, I know what you are thinking, that's why those bottled water need to be wrapped in black plastic bags.
I was confused and had no idea what the connection was between the two.
