Reiki

? Hong Lei seems to have returned to the day when he set the record of the horizontal bar around the abdomen in the military region.

That was also the most memorable day in his life, apart from getting married and having children.

Hong Lei likes to go around the abdomen on the horizontal bar.

Only this subject can not fight skills and talents, just grit your teeth, persevere, and enjoy the pain.

"One thousand and one! One thousand and two! One thousand and three!"

The comrades gathered in a circle, counted for him, and cheered loudly.

Hong Lei went around and around, around and around.

"Special soldier? Don't be stupid! Leizi, you are the best soldier I have ever led. You are hardworking, willing to work hard, and obedient. No matter how difficult or complicated a subject is, you can learn it ten times if you can't learn it ten times. If you can’t do it a hundred times, even if you really can’t learn it, people can’t bear to scold you. Really, in peacetime, you are the best soldier. If you are fighting an earthquake and disaster relief, maybe you can become a hero.

"But the special forces are different. This time, the Earth Army has newly established ten special forces, and they are all selected... the real soldiers are going to kill people.

"Do you know why you work so hard, but you still can't practice many subjects well, because you don't have a murderous look on your body, and you are completely unprepared to kill people-it's not your fault, 99% of people are not, even if you wear a military uniform, After receiving militarized training, they are still stronger ordinary people.

"Only 1% of people can break through the limit of psychology and turn themselves into bloodthirsty monsters, cold machines, ferocious demons, who can break the neck of a living fellow without hesitation. Qualified to join the Special Forces!

"Stop practicing, Leizi, if you continue to practice, you will have trouble. Your problem is not technical, but psychological. This cannot be changed in a lifetime. Do you understand?"

Hong Lei didn't understand.

He went around and around, around and around.

"Your lumbar compression fracture nearly injured your nerves. Although you are barely recovering now, you are not suitable for high-intensity and heavy physical exercise. Your current physical condition is no longer suitable for front-line combat troops. Have you considered it? Join the Engineering Corps?

"Go to the engineering army, learn to operate and maintain construction machinery, have a skill, and have a living in the society in the future. This is the best arrangement, right?"

Hong Lei didn't know.

He went around and around, around and around.

"Leizi, I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours, ah... ah..."

He was trembling, agitated, panting, circling and circling, circling and circling.

"Dad, hahahaha, come and catch me, you stupid dad!"

He laughed, grimaced, and roared pretending to be angry. He opened his teeth and claws, and chased his son. He circled and circled, circled and circled.

"Go away, you are the one who killed my mother, and my mother was mad at you, alive and well!"

He opened his mouth wide, his mouth was dry, and he went around and around, around and around, at a loss.

"Mr. Hong, we understand your feelings very well. We are as sad and angry as you. To find out the truth, we have invested the most elite forces to hunt down the murderer. We will definitely bring the real murderer to justice. So, please also Understood, we temporarily... cannot let you see the body of the son, there are many evidences, and some supernatural phenomena are involved... In short, thank you for your cooperation, please believe in the law and the authorities, I am sorry, I am really sorry."

He has always believed in the law, in the authorities, in...justice.

He went around and around, around and around.

"Break the record, break the record!"

One thousand three hundred and twenty-two, one thousand three hundred and twenty-three, one thousand three hundred and twenty-four, one thousand three hundred and twenty-five! Long live Leizi, long live, long live! "

In that year, on that day, the sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly. He and his wife hadn't met yet, and Xiao Fei was neither born nor died.

At that time, his teeth were white, his skin was dark, his smile was bright, every joint in him was intact, every morning was as hard as iron, he still believed in hope, in organization, in law, in justice, in Tomorrow will be better and better, and I believe that the front is splendid and bright.

He fell from the horizontal bar, fell into the arms of his comrades, and passed out happily.

...

When Youyou woke up, Hong Lei found that he was overwhelmed with grief and collapsed in front of his wife and children's tombstones, and had been lying there for three or four hours.

The sky was dark, the rain was like a waterfall, and it was neither Qingming nor Winter Solstice. Even the cemetery administrator was too lazy to go to such a remote cemetery, and he was not found.

"What's this?"

Hong Lei found a puddle of black vomit in front of him, sticky like some kind of jelly.

My body is really getting worse and worse, and I spit out such things.

Hong Lei muttered to himself, rubbing his joints habitually.

He was plagued by chronic illnesses, and his joints ached to death every rainy day, not to mention lying in the cemetery under the heavy rain for so long, his joints seemed to be inserted into thousands of... ice picks...

Hong Lei was surprised to find that his joints, muscles and bones didn't hurt at all.

Not only does it not hurt, but the whole body is full of explosive power, as if returning to a dream, the youth of twenty or thirty years ago.

No, it was a hundred times stronger than when he was young!

"what happened?"

Hong Lei blinked, staring at the distant tombstone in a daze.

Then he discovered that he could read the writing on the tombstone clearly.

"The tomb of the first... mother... Cao... Feng... E...?"

In the blink of an eye, that's right, he could clearly see every word on any tombstone on the opposite hillside, at least two or three hundred meters away, on a rainy night!

By coincidence, Hong Lei raised his arm, gestured with his fingers to look like a pistol, and aimed at the opposite tombstone.

In an instant, every shooting training I have received in this life, including the trajectory of every bullet, is clearly presented in my mind.

"Crack."

Hong Lei slightly bent his index finger.

He developed a strong belief, even strong enough to form a clear picture in his mind. If he had a gun in his hand, even a pistol with an effective range of no more than 100 meters could accurately hit the smallest letter on the opposite tombstone.

This feeling is too weird.

Hong Lei felt dazed for a while, his feet slipped, and he fell to the next floor.

This cemetery area is built against the mountains, like gray terraced fields.

The higher you go, the more tiring the walk, and the cheaper the price.

The tomb of Hong Lei's wife and children is on the top floor of the cemetery area, with a height difference of nearly 100 meters. It's not a joke to fall down on your back.

Unexpectedly, when he fell back and fell, his body reacted instinctively. All the military training he received twenty or thirty years ago exploded in an instant, like an "enlightenment", which improved his strength, agility and reaction a hundredfold.

Like a cat falling from a nine-story building, he precisely fine-tuned his posture in mid-air, from falling to running, from running to sprinting, jumping off rows of tombstones like a wisp of smoke, In just three seconds, he jumped onto the ground with a drop of 100 meters and stood firmly.

Hong Lei clutched his heart.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heartbeat was low and powerful, like a drum from hell, without any confusion.

Taking a deep breath, Hong Lei exerted strength with his legs and stepped on several criss-crossing cracks on the ground. It took another three seconds to step over countless tombstones and return to the top of the mountain, in front of the tombstones of his wife and children.

Hong Lei sat down in front of his wife and children, shivering and lit up a cigarette, feeling the crazy emergence of various killing techniques in his mind.

Stretching out his hands, the warm-up just now made him break out a thin layer of sweat, but the sweat is also like vomit, sticky black gelatin.

"Wife, Xiao Fei, are you with me? Is this your spirit in the sky? What have you turned me into...!"

Hong Lei trembled, scratching with both hands, and grabbed the small stone next to the grave.

With a slight effort, the black air around the palm became thicker, and the pebbles instantly turned into fine powder, which slipped from the fingers like gravel, and disappeared without a trace under the washing of the rain.

Just like, that once happy and beautiful days.

Hong Lei grabbed one stone after another, crushed them all into fine sand, and disappeared with the wind.

He just watched, watched, and watched for a long time.

Half of the hair that was originally all white had returned to black, with black and white intertwined, making her look even more desolate and embarrassed.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man laughed.

He stood up, offered the last stick of incense to his wife and children, and bowed solemnly three times.

Then, kneeling on the grave, hugging the two names on the cold tombstone, kissed deeply.

Finally, he retrieved a dark photo from the washbasin where the paper money was burned.

The family portrait has lost its face, only three black silhouettes remain.

He inserted the photo into his heart, straightened his back, and left the cemetery without looking back.