Suspended death, also known as Turtle Breathing Technique in Chinese history, is to imitate the breathing frequency of a thousand-year-old tortoise to achieve the illusion of death, but in fact it relies on that long and long breath to hang on.
However, in many movies and TV dramas, the Turtle Breathing Technique appears in the form of a Gotham clown. After all, many plots are like "I breathed a sigh of relief", and then the other party subconsciously adds a knife, and the end is "I will return to the west." ".
After all, everyone has their own things to do. We can't give you a knife and watch you fall to the ground and then stretch out your hand to check your breathing. Wouldn't it be nice to just do a single slash and then do two casual slashes? Do you have to measure your breath to give you a chance to counterattack?
Therefore, Turtle Breath Technique has little practical value. In ancient times, everyone was just doing last-hitting, and modern people don’t even care about martial ethics. If you can protect the whole body in front of the 12.7-caliber machine gun bullets, I will consider you successful in building the foundation. If you survive, that's not the Turtle Breathing Technique, it's the Immortal Technique.
However, is the Turtle Breath Technique so worthless?
Yes, it is.
But suspended animation is different.
"The suspended animation of the Northland barbarians uses a human body skill, which is to let the brain indicate how long it will take for the body to die, and then each cell of the body will enter a suspended state at the same time. This state cannot last too long. It must be lifted within fifteen minutes."
Xiao Ke recalled the man's teachings, and then reminded Bai Qin: "Your consciousness will not exist during suspended animation, but your body will act according to the instructions you set for yourself before suspended animation. For example, the barbarians in the North want to lurk. In the snow, the body is programmed to wake up when it senses the approach of a snow beast.”
"oh oh."
Holding a piece of paper, Bai Qin asked shamelessly: "Then how do we get out of suspended animation?"
"It's very simple."
Snapping his fingers, Xiao Ke made a light touch on his temple. "Although we are not conscious during the suspended animation process, the brain will function normally, but it cannot be observed. As long as we can let the body activate the brain while suspended animation, then Letting the brain feed back to the body can completely wake us up."
"Can the barbarians of the North really understand such a complex ability?"
Bai Qin looked at Xiao Ke in shock and asked, "Isn't this the [physical hint] of the detective profession? Isn't that an ability that only platinum and above detective professions are qualified to learn?"
"Different."
Xiao Ke shook his head and explained: "For us ordinary people, the body and consciousness are not actually closely connected. If we want to make an action, the brain first sends a signal, and then processes it and transmits it to the body through the nerves. , and then the body will take action. It’s just that this process is so short that we can’t detect it.”
"But even if it is very short, this process still exists. Just like a pipe, no matter how short it is, if it is blocked, the water at both ends of the pipe will not be able to flow. The Northland barbarians do not have this pipe in their heads, so they can They can easily control every nerve and body without thinking, and the brain is also part of the muscle for them, so they can use suspended animation without thinking."
Bai Qin's outlook on life was shattered.
For the first time, she knew that all the muscles in her head actually existed.
"Then what should we do?"
Bai Qin was a little troubled, "Our brain... structure should be quite normal, but we don't have this ability."
"Yes, this is the key to suspended animation."
Xiao Ke nodded and said seriously: "Compared to the barbarians, our advantage is that we have professional power, that is, magic energy. We can control the magic energy and form a unique circuit engraved on our bodies. This circuit is based on those of the barbarians. The brain structure is mapped, so we can also achieve this function through an external brain."
Baiqin was silent.
She concluded that it was because they were too smart that they needed to simulate an unintelligent brain outside their own heads to prevent them from faking their own deaths because they were too smart.
What is this? The fish has a tube inserted into its mouth to deliver oxygen?
"Come on, remember this circuit."
After drawing a pattern on the ground that looked a bit like a brain structure but looked too simple, Xiao Ke said to the confused Bai Qin: "In a while, we will use magic energy to carve this circuit on the body, and then trigger it. Fake your own death, and then we’ll wake up together in ten minutes.”
"Ah good."
At this time, Bai Qin no longer thought about it. She subconsciously agreed, walked to Xiao Ke, and began to learn the magic circuit in front of her.
After a while, Bai Qin nodded and said to Xiao Ke, "I remember."
"I knew it would be easy for your dignified Pope of the Church of Elements to remember these things."
Xiao Ke sighed happily. After all, he was a socialite who pulled Ain and Kaya directly into the noodle shop to treat them when he saw them on the street. Their familiar appearance was very similar to Zhou Li's, "I saw them last time. The same goes for that pope, who has such a strong learning ability that he could tell that my plants were defective just by looking at them."
"Then what?"
Bai Qin asked curiously from the side.
"Then he punched the plant and knocked it away."
Xiao Ke touched his head and smiled boldly: "The one I'm talking about is the Pope of the God of Death. I was fighting with it before and was punched unconscious in two rounds."
Bai Qin was even more confused.
"Okay, come on."
Xiao Ke didn't care too much about his glorious deeds of being knocked away by a punch. He stretched out his fingers to gather magic energy on his wrist, and then said: "No matter what, I will wake up in fifteen minutes."
"What if you don't wake up?"
The most important thing for scientific researchers is curiosity.
"Fake death will turn into real death."
Xiao Ke raised his head and said with a complicated expression: "I know you scientific researchers like to try, but I advise you not to try this. I don't want to be accused of killing the Pope of Elements."
"Don't worry, don't worry."
Bai Qin quickly comforted Xiao Ke, "I don't have much research in this area."
"You better be."
Xiao Ke sighed helplessly, and then triggered the magic circuit.
Boom.
This was the sound of Xiao Ke lying face up on the ground.
duang
This was because the magic energy circuit was drawn too precisely, so it was triggered too quickly. As a result, Bai Qin fell face down on Xiao Ke without having time to adjust his posture.
As for how it was sent out...
"Why is it so big?"
This was Bai Qin's last consciousness before losing consciousness.
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"Why is it so big?"
Looking at the giant monster covered in bloated flesh in front of him, the magician's handsome face, which was originally a bit world-weary, completely lost its expression.
What was in front of them at this time was a giant mountain of flesh that blocked the road like a hill. This thing was covered in disgusting pieces of flesh and exuded an indescribable stench.
"Although this thing doesn't react with magic energy, its size..."
After touching the pistol at his waist and comparing the size of the mountain of meat in front of him, Arthur wisely gave up the idea of stirring up the vat with a toothpick.
"My tarot cards..."
After tapping the tarot cards on his waist, the magician's face turned ugly. "Chariot, Sun and Demon have all been used. It will take at least half a day to recover next time. It's not until Anya escapes from Zhou Li's spiritual trap." There are less than two hours left, and we are running out of time."
Arthur's face paled immediately when he heard this. This man who usually rode horses and rifles and fought indifferently in the wind and sand of the west expressed fear on his face for the first time, "Do we still have a time limit?"
"What do you think I meant when I said three hours in the first place?"
The magician was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "I said it for a total of three hours at the beginning."
"The magician did say that."
Dragonfly Captain Torea chose to uphold justice, "The magician was talking about theoretical knowledge at that time, but you didn't listen too carefully, so..."
Why should such important information be mixed into hypnosis content?
Arthur Morgan thought desperately.
"What happens if it times out?"
Arthur looked at the magician helplessly, hoping to get an answer that would make him feel at ease.
"I will be imprisoned here forever."
The magician's words were cold and cruel, making Arthur Morgan, an old man, touch his face in despair.
He is not afraid of death. To be honest, the last thing a cowboy in the West cares about is the death that may come at any time. However, Arthur Morgan had a little weakness that no one knew about.
He is claustrophobic.
He usually overcomes it very well, but here, in this dark space with no windows and even the air is virtual, Arthur Morgan's pain is incomprehensible to ordinary people.
More painful than the Ruined King.
"I have a solution."
Torea's cold voice sounded.
The two of them turned their heads at the same time and looked at Torea beside them. Of course, they didn't expect this resolute girl to give any high-quality answers. After all, no matter how strong she was, she was still a gun player, not a 12.7-caliber machine gun. This kind of meat mountain was not suitable for a person like her who fought alone. more difficult.
"Zhou Li had anticipated this situation a long time ago."
Sighing softly, whether because she was amazed by Zhou Li's thoughtfulness or because she felt that she might never be able to catch up with him in this life, Torea said helplessly: "He gave me something before."
They took out the runes used to store items and pressed them gently. With the flash of purple light, twenty sealed boxes appeared in front of them.
"The second version of Explosive Crystal Ashes."
Looking at the dumbfounded two people in front of her, Torea said coldly: "Explosives made from Jinggui's ashes and mechanisms with flame runes have extremely strong impact and explosive power, and they also have a certain degree of destruction. Functions of the body.”
"Wait a minute, what's the name of this thing?"
The magician was dumbfounded.
"The second version of Explosive Crystal Ashes."
Torrea repeated it again.
"Don't care if it's the first version or the second version, whether it's a crystal or an evil ghost. Can this thing blow up this ghost thing?"
Arthur Morgan on the side came up to the two of them angrily and asked: "Can this amount of energy blow this monster to pieces?"
"almost."
After estimating the amount of the explosion, Torea nodded and said, "At worst, two-thirds of the body can be cleared, which is enough for us to pass."
"Then what are you looking at? Hurry up and blow it up."
Arthur showed off his action on the spot and quickly picked up a box, preparing to pile it at the monster's feet.
"Wait a moment."
Torrea suddenly spoke and stopped Arthur's actions. Under Arthur's puzzled gaze, Torea waved her right hand, and a shadow burst out from her palm and rushed towards the piece of meat.
boom!
Looking at the shadow crushed by the invisible sound wave, Arthur lowered his head, returned to Torea, and began to count the number of screws on the box.
"Mr. Arthur, please help me look at the surrounding walls."
Seeing this, Torea sighed helplessly. She didn't know Arthur's flaws, and she was a little confused as to why this old man who had always been reliable suddenly became so strange.
"Okay, okay."
Only then did Arthur realize that he was here to help them detect traps. He quickly opened his dead eyes, and various factors in this space emerged in his black eyes.
"There's something wrong with the wall."
Closing his eyes, Arthur wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then said to the two people on the side: "There are obvious traces of magic energy on the wall, and this trace is like a triggering mechanism, which will trigger a chain effect once triggered. "
"Throw these bombs over and explode them remotely
break? "
The magician offered his opinion.
"If explosives are thrown into the range of the triggering mechanism, they will be crushed and then detonate in advance. This should not work."
Torrea shook her head and rejected the proposal.
"I can't stand it anymore, or we'll have a fight with it."
Arthur felt more and more unstable emotionally. He scratched his head and said impatiently: "Magician, just take that Chariot Tarot card and transport it to this thing. If it explodes in advance, it will explode in advance. The equivalent is small enough. That doesn’t matter at all, the ashes are worthless anyway.”
"Wait a moment."
After listening to Arthur's words, the magician suddenly realized a question. He looked at the box at his feet with a strange expression. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I have an idea..."
Looking at the "human body" made of ashes in front of them, both Torea and Arthur fell silent.
"I think it's okay."
The magician looked at his masterpiece, nodded and said: "The spiritual space is the spiritual space after all. We are outsiders, and it is normal to be expelled. But Zhou Li told me that Jinggui is a creature created by several churches with the acquiescence of God. , and the Church of Emotions should also be involved. So, will Jinggui be considered one of our own?"
"this..."
Arthur was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he said quietly: "Don't you think it's a little strange?"
"I know what you want to say."
The magician smiled and said nonchalantly: "I have never regarded them as my own kind. I don't have any psychological burden to blow up their ashes."
"Then you're pretty cool."
Arthur praised the magician's psychological quality from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, I'm going to try it now."
Taking a deep breath, the magician lowered the brim of his hat, and his consciousness immediately attached to the ashes.
Then....
boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
