Hearing Xiaoqing's words, Nameless breathed a sigh of relief, he got up holding his chest, and looked at Xiaoqing not far away waving to him.

Xiaoqing's eyes are like falling stars, and her playfulness seems to contain spring waves, which looks very reassuring, and the fear in the nameless heart seems to be a little less because of this.

Hopefully, all this is just my own foreknowledge of an accident.

Nameless comforted himself, and then followed behind Xiaoqing, and the two of them went to the white light cluster together.

Closer and closer, the intense white light of the light cluster was equally dazzling.

Xiao Qing took the lead and walked towards the light cluster, Nameless followed closely behind, everything seemed to be in order, a normal space-time tunnel, and there was no strange white light.

Xiaoqing in front of him had disappeared into the white light, and Nameless had stepped straight into the white light after he had disappeared.

The white light enters the eye, and the front of the eyes is black at first, and then it is gradually clear picture: white walls and green tiles, verdant ancient trees, green smoke, bells are far away, birds and birds in the mountains are frightening, and a small monk on the bluestone slab carries the burden in the middle.

Here, it's actually a temple!

Nameless clutched his chest, which was still in pain, and frowned at Xiaoqing, who was looking at the dull-eyed Xiaoqing on the other side: "What's the matter, where is this?"

Xiao Qing looked left and right, and sighed at the end: "Evil Gate, this is really evil Gate! Sir, let's try again." With that, Xiaoqing drew the spell again in mid-air, and finally the spell was finished and the crack reappeared.

Something happened, the two couldn't stay for long, so they entered the space-time rift again, and this time Xiaoqing and Nameless went to the opposite position, which is the same path they had taken, and they decided to retreat to West Lake and walk again.

About three minutes later, the white light in front of them was dazzling, and it was the exit of a space-time rift.

This time is exactly the same as the time of coming, so it stands to reason that this is the West Lake of the Northern Song Dynasty that Xiaoqing booked in advance.

But Nameless still felt that something was not quite right, and he didn't have time to think about it, and stepped into the white light again.

The white light has passed, and the vision is clear, but there is no misty West Lake, nor is there any oil-paper umbrella or sugar gourd vendors selling on the street.

But......

A temple, next to the temple is a huge ancient tree, exactly the same as the one seen before, except this time the little monk carrying water has arrived at the temple gate.

Nameless's expression changed greatly, and he couldn't think about it anymore and shouted at Xiaoqing: "Try again!"

Everything in front of him made Xiao Qing panic, and he quickly drew a spell, as if he wanted to escape from the curse, not only several times faster, but his fingers also trembled slightly.

"What's the situation!" Xiaoqing complained.

Nameless frowned, didn't say a word, and at the same time had nothing to say, because he couldn't figure out what the situation was, the unknown was fear, and Nameless at this time was deeply touched by this sentence.

The spell formed, a black crack appeared in front of the two, and Nameless glanced back at the little monk carrying water at the entrance of the temple, at this moment the little monk was putting the bucket in his hand beside him, and he reached out and knocked on the locked door of the temple.

Nameless had an indescribable weirdness in his heart.

The first is that this temple door is supposed to receive customers during the day, how can it be related to the door.

The second is that there is a consciousness in Nameless's heart that is emerging and clear little by little, and it seems to keep repeating the phrase: "You've been here." ”

There are too many oddities, and the unknown is not something that can be grasped by the nameless, his face is a little ugly, and he reluctantly steps into the crack again.

The space-time tunnel is still the same, the strange friction sound is everywhere, the geometry floating in the air is deformed and distorted, the twisting gray tunnel seems to have no end, and the sense of oppression has never lessened.

Xiaoqing was also a little anxious at the moment, he complained and apologized to Nameless, after all, in Xiaoqing's consciousness, if it weren't for himself, then everything wouldn't happen, and Nameless couldn't be trapped in this kind of ghost place.

Hearing this, Nameless shook his head, his gaze fell far away, and he seemed to see the face-painted Taoist standing in front of the space-time rift through the tunnel.

"You may well be just a decoy, and even without you someone else will be another 'you'. ”

Nameless chuckled lightly and shifted his gaze to Xiaoqing's face: "According to cause and effect, we may have started together because of me, not because of you." ”

"Huh?" he Xiaoqing didn't understand a word in the clouds that the nameless said, and he pretended to be very profound, like his sister.

As expected, this matter is indeed strange, and it is normal that it will not be explained clearly for a while.

Without continuing to talk about it, Nameless thought for a while and looked at the anxious Xiaoqing next to him: "Do you remember the previous Facebook Daoist? He stuck three silver needles in you, what happened later?"

"Ah, is this?" Xiaoqing touched the back of his head and sighed deeply: "Sir, don't you say that I really forgot, in fact, this is the case, the silver needle face Taoist said that it stopped bleeding, didn't I keep bleeding at the time, so he gave me a needle." ”

Nameless asked, "Nothing strange?"

After thinking for a moment, Xiaoqing shook her head: "At that time, I was relatively weak, my breath was unstable, and I fainted not long after, to tell you the truth, I really don't know." ”

Xiaoqing's answer like this is also nine times out of ten that he can't get any clues, after all, there is no need for him to deceive Nameless.

The two of them didn't walk long before a ball of light appeared in front of them again, the white light was dazzling, and it was still a normal gate of time and space.

I just don't know what will be behind the door this time.

Xiaoqing bowed to Bai Guang and said loudly: "Give the master some rules, I will be angry if there is any more moth!"

Nameless clutched his chest and followed closely without saying a word.

This time into the white light, the two of them were very expectant, but when the moment was clear in front of them, Xiaoqing and Nameless were stunned.

Because, what they saw was still the temple and the little monk carrying water, but this time the picture also changed, because of some strange footsteps coming from the temple.

The reason why the footsteps are strange is because the footsteps are intermittent and loud and small, and if you have to describe it, it is like a drunken person.

Xiaoqing was stunned, trembling his fingers to draw the spell again, he scolded while drawing: "This ghost hit the wall, I still don't believe in this evil!"

Nameless on the side stared intently at the door of the temple, because it was strange how this intermittent footsteps like a drunken man could appear in the temple?

"Sir, it's time to go. Xiaoqing patted Nameless on the shoulder.

Nameless didn't want to leave, he beckoned to Xiaoqing: "Wait, I'll see who is in this temple." ”

The sound was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the temple, and the footsteps of "Da Da Da" lingered in my ears like a ghost.

- "Squeak." ”

The vermilion gate of the temple was opened, and a man rushed out inside......

Or rather, two men......

The bodies of the two men adhered to each other on their backs, and the footsteps were precisely because the steps of the two people were not uniform, so they had the illusion of drunken people.

The little monk who carried the water was so frightened that his face was pale, he screamed and then collapsed to the ground, crawling back a little bit with his hands as feet, and finally the little monk who carried the water knocked down the bucket, the water splashed on the ground, and the screams of the little monk frightened a few birds.

And the conjoined man still limped forward, as if to escape the temple.

Because the backs are connected, the walking posture is very strange and makes people's backs numb.

At this moment, the nameless face in front of the space-time rift turned pale, and his body trembled.

Because the face of this conjoined man is exactly the same as the nameless face.