Anyone with a little common sense would know that corpses would eventually surface after sinking to the bottom of the water.
After Xiang Tiange was shot in the calf and fell into the Yellow River, his body was still nowhere to be seen. The soldiers were certain that Xiang Tiange hadn't left this world.
Wanted posters were posted all over the country, and notices were everywhere. Life is like chess, you have no regrets when you place a piece. If one move was leaked, the whole game would be lost. He felt that he had to advance step by step and fight steadily. The enemy advanced while he retreated, and the enemy was tired while he fought. With every wrong step, there was a risk of being beheaded.
His consciousness flowed endlessly on the flat grassland. No matter how Zhu Zhi covered the sky with one hand, no matter how powerless I was to take refuge. But one day, I will see the sky.
If he wasn't strong, who would he show weakness to?
Falling once in the same trap was an accident, falling twice was carelessness, and if a person fell three times in the same trap, it was a habit.
I had to realize that sleeping in any room at night was dangerous. I've experienced this lesson many times. I won't allow myself to be such a fool!
Xiang Tiange thought of this and tossed and turned in bed." I can't possibly not sleep forever. A person could go three days without water, but three days without sleep meant death.”
So Xiang Tiange started to meditate.
Someone had tested it and provided three solutions to a person who had not slept through the night. The first was to let them read books and newspapers. The second method was to let them sleep for an hour, and the third method was to let them meditate.
An hour later, the people who were reading the newspapers and books did not seem to have changed. They were still sleepy. Those who were asleep needed to sleep for another hour before they could wake up. The people who were meditating were full of energy.
An hour of meditation was better than a night of sleep.
Meditation could also reduce the chances of a person suffering from a fatal illness by 80%. Why not choose the good and follow it?
Taking advantage of his sleep to attack had already become an extravagant hope. As a result, the enemy's assassination activities began to be as rare as the morning stars. Finally, after more than a month, it approached zero.
Difficulties were like springs. If you were strong, it would be weak, and if you were weak, it would be strong.
Unknowingly, Xiang Tiange had already arrived at Dongting Lake. The lake was misty and vast, and the water was sparkling in the distance. The sound of the machine's motor pushed the boat forward, pushing away the ripples, like a flower in a dream. Beside the flowery ripples, red codfish, green tuna, and black sturgeon were dancing. They surrounded the ripples, the sons of the steam-powered ships, as if they were welcoming Macau back to their motherland, as if they were celebrating the return of the Shenzhou V to the Great Land.
Suddenly, the school of fish scattered into the distance. Behind this curtain call was a thought-provoking figure. The ants that settled down on the bowstring of the boat could not hold themselves back. They followed the ant queen with their antennae and fled in fear.
The surface of the lake began to shake, like heated water in a bathhouse, filled with steam. The liquefied water vapor formed small water droplets that filled Xiang Tiange's eyes. In his confusion, he could not believe that there was really an earthquake.
Dongting Lake water, waves hit waves, I am afraid the water will bury me, so I vowed to resist!
Leader Mao taught us: When we hit the middle, we can hit the water, and the waves can stop the flying boat!
Thus, my mental strength triumphed over the natural disaster. I stubbornly fought against the objective water. I call out to the sky, Where are you, difficulty? I call out to the earth: Where are you, difficulty? I call to the mountain,"Where are you, difficulty?"”
The waves stopped the flying boat, and I defeated the earthquake. I'm still alive. The waves haven't swallowed me up yet. The waves turned the boat upside down, but I held onto the lifeboat firmly. Long live the lifeboat!
He cheered and jumped for joy.
Xiang Tiange had invented this plastic lifeboat a month ago.
He was not good at swimming. In order to prevent accidents from happening, he invented a lifeboat.
It was a three-meter-long, one-meter-wide plastic sheet with Van Gogh's artwork on it, curled into a long cylinder. It was filled with air, and then the two ends of the cylinder were tied together. The lifeboat was completed.
But soon, danger lurked everywhere. After the surging waves from the earthquake, a figure emerged from the water. When he jumped out of the water, a leather whip was waving in the water, lashing at Xiang Tiange's cheek.
Because half of his body was in the water, after he repeatedly shook his head to dodge Tiange, his face was still scratched by the iron wires on the whip. They were small but bright red.
At this moment, he felt someone dragging his legs and waist underwater, desperately pulling him to the bottom of the lake.
Xiang Tiange was completely out of water and soon felt uncomfortable. He rubbed his head and dodged the attacks of the whip. With a sudden move, he finally grabbed the whip accurately. With a push, the person using the whip lost his balance and was dragged into the water before he could let go.
However, this group of people were all skilled in swimming, and someone suddenly shot arrows underwater. It took Xiang Tiange less than a minute to go from pain to losing consciousness...
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