chsdbacks Chapter 506: Three people were caught in the vortex
Chapter 506: Three people were caught in the vortex
Before Zhang Jianjun could say anything, the man suddenly took out a knife and looked at Zhang Jianjun viciously.
"I'll send you away first. Everything you have is mine!"
As he said this, he swung his knife towards Zhang Jianjun.
I saw that his face was ferocious, like a wild beast.
Zhang Jianjun arrived later but was the first to arrive, kicking the man in the chest.
The man was kicked and hit the wall.
Then he became limp and blood came out of all his orifices.
Looking at him, Zhang Jianjun sneered: "You are too bad!"
The man was no longer breathing.
At this time, heavy snow was falling outside.
The weather is very cold.
Zhang Jianjun carried the man's body and threw it into the green belt of the community.
Then he returned to the room with the food.
Yang Mi and Liu Tianxian looked at Zhang Jianjun.
"Let's eat something first!"
Zhang Jianjun gave the food to Yang Mi and Liu Tianxian.
"It's snowing heavily outside now, and there's no one on the street!"
Hearing this news, Yang Mi said hurriedly: "I don't know how long it will rain this time!"
Zhang Jianjun shook his head.
"It's not clear yet, but it looks like a natural disaster!"
At this time, Liu Tianxian said beside him: "Why is there no signal on my phone?"
She handed the phone to Zhang Jianjun.
"Maybe there's something wrong with the signal station somewhere!"
Liu Tianxian muttered: "I'm suffocating to death, and I can't go out, and my cell phone has no signal!"
Yang Mi said: "Why don't the three of us play a game!"
Liu Tianxian nodded: "Okay, how about we play idiom chain?"
Zhang Jianjun shook his head: "Why don't we play Feihualing?"
After hearing Zhang Jianjun's proposal, Yang Mi and Liu Tianxian both looked embarrassed, as Feihua Ling was very difficult.
However, the two still wanted to give it a challenge.
So I agreed.
The three of them sat in a small space. The scenery outside the window was blocked by heavy curtains. The room was illuminated only by a dim desk lamp, creating a quiet and slightly depressing atmosphere. The air was filled with a faint scent of tea. It was a pot of Longjing tea that Liu Tianxian had just brewed to relieve her anxiety. It was now emitting a fresh breath, trying to add a touch of vitality to this dull environment.
"Now that we've decided, let's start with the word 'moon'," Zhang Jianjun suggested, his voice steady and powerful, as if he could dispel all the anxiety in the room. As the "wise man" among the three, Zhang Jianjun always comes up with new and challenging ideas at critical moments, and this time is no exception.
Liu Tianxian frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then recited softly: "The moon shines brightly in front of the bed, I wonder if it is frost on the ground." This is a famous line from Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts". It not only conforms to the rules of Feihualing, but also reveals a faint homesickness, which makes people imagine endlessly.
After hearing this, Yang Mi's eyes flashed with admiration, and he continued without hesitation: "The bright moon rises over the sea, and people all over the world share this moment." This poem by Zhang Jiuling not only expresses his longing for distant relatives, but also implies that no matter where people are, they can share this bright moon and bring comfort to each other's hearts.
When it was Zhang Jianjun's turn, he raised a confident smile and slowly chanted: "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky." Su Shi's "Water Melody" has become a famous line that has been passed down through the ages for its bold and unrestrained style and profound thoughts on the universe and life. Zhang Jianjun's choice is undoubtedly a transcendence of the previous two partners, which not only shows his talent but also inspires the fighting spirit of his opponents.
After one round, the atmosphere gradually became heated. The three people seemed to have forgotten the constraints of the outside world and were completely immersed in the ocean of poetry. Liu Tianxian's voice sounded again, with a hint of urgency and expectation: "When life is happy, you must enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain." Li Bai's poem, with his open-minded outlook on life and love for life, made everyone present feel the warmth and beauty of life.
Yang Mi followed closely, his voice gentle but firm: "The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown." Du Fu's "Remembering My Brothers on a Moonlit Night" touched the softest part of everyone's heart, reminding them that no matter how far they go, their attachment to and longing for their hometown will never change.
Zhang Jianjun smiled slightly, as if he had already made up his mind: "The moon is above the willows, and we make an appointment after dusk." Ouyang Xiu's words, with a hint of romance and expectation, fill this small space with warmth and sweetness.
As time goes by, the difficulty of Feihualing gradually increases. The three people need to constantly dig out those little-known poems in their memory, and even occasionally improvise to meet the requirements of the rules. Such a challenge not only tests their poetry reserves, but also is a baptism of the soul, allowing them to travel through time and space in this short period of time and have a dialogue with the ancients that spans thousands of years.
Beads of sweat oozed out of Liu Tianxian's forehead, and it was obvious that she had given it her all, but she still refused to give up: "Who was the first person to see the moon by the river? In which year did the moon by the river first shine on people?" Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Moonlit Night" with its profound philosophy and beautiful artistic conception made this sentence a bright spot in this flying flower order.
Yang Mi took a deep breath, as if mobilizing all the strength in his body, and finally, the words "The moon sets, the crows cry, and the sky is full of frost. The maples on the river bank and the fishing fires are facing me, and I am sad to sleep" came out of his mouth. Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" with its atmosphere of loneliness and sadness made everyone's mood involuntarily heavy, but also made them cherish this rare time together.
Zhang Jianjun's eyes became deep, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he slowly said, "I raise my cup to the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people."
"What a great poem!" Yang Mi couldn't help but exclaimed, "As expected of Teacher Zhang, this poem is really appropriate for the occasion."
Liu Tianxian nodded in agreement. She looked out the window, and saw a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, casting silver light. "The moonlight is so beautiful today," she said softly.
"Yes, such a beautiful scenery is perfect for reciting poetry." Zhang Jianjun said with a smile.
The three of them were immersed in the poetic atmosphere, feeling the tranquility and beauty brought by the moonlight.
"Why don't we play another round?" Liu Tianxian suggested, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Okay, I just thought of a poem." Yang Mi said impatiently.
Thus, a new round of flying flower order began, and the three people's thoughts collided again, and wonderful poems emerged continuously. On this beautiful night, they expressed their inner feelings with poems and shared this unique cultural feast.
But at this moment, a bolt of lightning struck the house where Zhang Jianjun and the others were.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the room, making it almost impossible for everyone to open their eyes. Zhang Jianjun was startled, and a bad premonition came to his mind. He stared closely at the place where the lightning struck, and saw a black vortex gradually forming.
Yang Mi and Liu Tianxian also noticed something unusual, and they moved closer to each other in fear.
"What's going on?" Yang Mi's voice trembled.
"I don't know either, but we must leave here as soon as possible!" Zhang Jianjun made a prompt decision, pulled the two of them and ran out the door.
However, just as they were about to step out of the door, a strong suction force sucked them tightly, making them unable to move. The three were sucked into the vortex and disappeared into the darkness...