Weird plants
Li Qiang's heart began to beat wildly again. He moved a low stool and stood on it, then reached out and pushed the wooden board.
The board moved upwards!
Found it! The entrance is right here!
He carefully pried along the gap with a folding knife, and the trapdoor was slowly lifted up, revealing a dark hole. The smell of mixed wood and dust hit his face.
He shone the flashlight inside. It was a little dark, but he could tell it was a fairly large space.
Restraining his excitement, Li Qiang took a deep breath and crawled into the cave using his hands and feet.
His feet creaked softly against the attic's wooden floor. He stood up and looked around with his flashlight.
The attic space was larger than he expected, very empty and with nothing in it.
There was a simple wooden bed against the wall, with nothing on the bed board and thick dust on it.
Next to it was an old wooden chair with a broken back, leaning crookedly against the wall.
It seems that no one has been here for a long time.
Li Qiang's gaze finally stopped at the center of the attic.
There was a square wooden table there that looked quite sturdy.
The table was also covered with dust, except for an inconspicuous clay pot in the middle, with a plant in it.
Li Qiang's heart skipped a beat. The plant was not tall, and was even a little thin.
But its leaves are an unusual deep green, each leaf is stretched out vigorously, with a lustrous luster on the edges, as if carved from jade.
It forms a stark and eerie contrast with its surroundings, as if it is not on the same level.
It is like the only beating heart in this dead silent space, emitting silent temptation.
The light from the flashlight seemed to be absorbed by the plant, making it softer and no longer so dazzling.
That’s it, it must be it!
Li Qiang's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his chest heaved violently.
He intuitively felt that the plant in front of him was Zhong Ling's biggest hidden secret, otherwise why would such a good plant be placed in an uninhabited attic.
If he could only obtain this plant, perhaps he would be able to discover an even stronger unknown factor. This almost morbid obsession tightly wrapped around his heart.
All caution and risk were thrown out of the window at this moment.
All he wanted now was to get the plant right away and return it to the laboratory for testing!
He walked quickly towards the wooden table, and his backpack hit the leg of the chair next to him because of the large movement, making a dull "clang" sound.
But he couldn't care less. The table was so close that the whole plant came into view more clearly. Li Qiang could even see the subtle luster on the leaves, which seemed to flow like veins.
He stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly from excessive excitement, almost uncontrollable.
He stretched out his hand carefully, and his fingertips touched the leaves. At the moment of contact, the air in the attic seemed to solidify and time stopped.
Immediately afterwards, with the pot of plant as the center, a transparent ripple that was imperceptible to the naked eye suddenly spread out!
Li Qiang's hand was still on the leaf, and a strong numb feeling, as if passed through by high-voltage electric current, instantly spread from his fingertips to his whole body!
His pupils suddenly shrank, and the fanaticism on his face was replaced by horror and disbelief.
What's going on?! What's going on?
He wanted to pull his hand back, but found that an invisible force was firmly adhering to the leaf with his fingers, as if they were stuck with super glue and he couldn't move!
At the same time, the air around the clay basin began to distort, making a slight "buzzing" sound that became louder and louder.
Strands of light, pale golden and rune-like, appeared out of thin air, gleaming brightly in the darkness.
They used the clay basin as the center of the formation, quickly interweaving and outlining, instantly forming a complex and mysterious pattern, covering the entire table and Li Qiang's arm!
The light suddenly lit up! The dazzling golden light instantly swallowed up the weak light of the flashlight, illuminating the entire attic like daylight!
Li Qiang only felt a golden and white scene in front of his eyes, and his brain seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer. Severe pain came over him and he felt as if he had lost all consciousness.
"Well……"
He didn't even get a complete cry of pain before his body went limp.
The golden light suddenly shrank and finally sank into the clay basin and disappeared.
The attic returned to darkness and silence again, with only the dust in the air still slowly falling.
The plant still stood quietly in the middle of the table, its dark green leaves glowing faintly in the darkness, as if nothing had happened.
However, Li Qiang, who was originally at the table, had disappeared without a trace.
…
I don’t know how long it took.
"hiss……"
A piercing pain woke Li Qiang from his coma.
He found himself lying on the cold mud ground with familiar soil beneath him. He looked around - he was at the path outside Zhong Ling's yard.
The night wind blew, bringing with it a unique chill that made him shiver.
My head hurts, like it's going to explode.
His whole body was aching, and even the gaps between his bones were painful, as if he had been beaten severely by a dozen people.
He struggled to sit up and looked around again.
The night was dark, with only the occasional barking of dogs heard. The courtyard wall of Zhong Ling's house was not far away.
"Why... am I here?"
Li Qiang rubbed his swollen temples and tried hard to recall.
He remembered that he had sneaked into Zhong Ling's yard...and then what?
He seemed to have entered the house...
As for what happened afterwards, my mind was blank, as if someone had forcibly dug out a piece of my memory.
He only remembered that he seemed to be looking for something important, but he had no idea what it was, how he found it, or how he got out.
All that was left was pain all over my body, a strong desire for something in my mind, and an inexplicable fear.
He looked down at his hands, and there seemed to be a slight numbness in his fingertips.
“Damn it…”
He cursed under his breath, but it was unclear who he was cursing.
Li Qiangqiang struggled to stand up, and every time he moved, his whole body ached.
He staggered and limped towards his home, the old house behind him looking even more mysterious in the night.
He didn't know that he had just brushed past a huge secret and had a close call with death.
Li Qiang lay down at home for three days before he finally recovered.
During these three days, he was almost unconscious, his whole body ached as if the bones were falling apart, his head was like a tangled mess, and he was drowsy, with occasional flashes of fragmented images - golden light, runes, and a pot of strange green plants.
Every time I think of the green plant, the numbness that remains in my fingertips seems to become clearer, accompanied by the throbbing and fear from the depths of my soul.
Old Li and Zhang Qinglan were extremely anxious when they saw their son in this state. Zhang Qinglan sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, sometimes bringing him water and medicine, and sometimes muttering about taking him to the hospital.
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