The eagle grabbed Zhao Yingying, as if time and space were changing, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Yingying felt like he was rushing out of the water. When I woke up again, I was back on the road. The surrounding scenery Zhao Yingying is not very familiar, and he only cared about chatting with Qinglong at the beginning, and he didn't have any impression.

However, Zhao Yingying can still be sure of the scenery in front of him, this is the real world: "It was all an illusion just now?"

Zhao Yingying found that his body was very dirty, covered with mud, and he was sweating profusely. In the late autumn season, as soon as the cold wind blew, Zhao Yingying couldn't help but shiver. Looking back and forth, there are very few cars coming and going on the road here, and at this moment, I don't see a single car passing by.

Huofeng's car, which was supposed to be parked on the road, was nowhere to be seen at all at this time.

"Did you save me?"

Although Zhao Yingying was not a cultivator and had never been in contact with the formation before, he had read it, and everything he saw in front of him just now made Zhao Yingying's heart palpitate. I was inexplicably worried: "Was it true just now?"

How can hallucinations be so real?

An agitated spirit, looking at the eagle hovering in the air, as big as a small plane. The eagle did not choose to leave, but hovered in the air, as if it was guarding, and there seemed to be a kind of reluctance. Zhao Yingying felt a little awe and gratitude in his heart: "Thank you for saving me......"

"But what is this place?"

The sides of the road are not endemic to the East China Sea coast, but resemble the low shrubs of the desert Gobi or plateau. It's just that both sides of the road are blocked by trees, and Zhao Yingying still doesn't dare to confirm whether he is in the desert now.

Spread your feet and rush to the side of the road.

Zhao Yingying was instantly dumbfounded: "I was still at the beach just now, and now I have reached the desert?"

"What's going on?"

In the eye, a golden-orange desert seemed to have no end, an asphalt road, extending into the distance, Zhao Yingying was dumbfounded, and his heart was pounding: "Could this be another formation?"

Feeling the world spinning for a while, Zhao Yingying's head ached: "Where are there so many formations? Or am I still in the formation just now, and I haven't come out at all?"

"God......

Zhao Yingying felt deeply powerless: "I'm offending the great god all the way, and I'm playing this kind of joke on me?"

From the coast of the East China Sea, to Qi Province, to Sihu County, Zhao Yingying still has the confidence to arrive. Even if he gets lost and doesn't know the road, Zhao Yingying can easily ask the road clearly. The coast of the East China Sea, a gathering place for human beings, can be said to be crowded with people, and the population is very dense.

And in the vast desert, looking at it, except for sand and dust, I am afraid that there is no one to see here for hundreds of miles. Even if there are roads, there may not be cars passing through them every day. Now Zhao Yingying is difficult to distinguish between east and west, north and south, and he doesn't know where he is. The most hateful thing is that there is nothing on the body, the toss of the past few days, the mobile phone is broken, the bank card is also dropped, and the only banknotes on the body are all broken because of the soaking in water.

"What should I do?"

Zhao Yingying was exhausted and hungry.

In the past two days, Zhao Yingying has not eaten a drop of water and has not eaten anything. At first, because of the escape for his life, in order to live, hunger didn't care at all. Right now...... Zhao Yingying felt that he was about to die.

"This is the desert... It's desert ......."

Zhao Yingying lay weakly on the sand dune: "This is an illusion, this is an illusion... This is a formation, it must be a formation......"

Exhaustion, as the tense nerves relax, hit the whole body. Zhao Yingying felt that his eyes were like a thousand pounds, and he fell asleep.

I don't know when, Zhao Yingying felt that he was in an ice cave, a burst of cold, cold to the heart, almost freezing himself. A spirited opened his eyes. Zhao Yingying was surprised that he was extremely tired and hungry. Now he is full of power, and it seems that he can pierce the earth with a single punch.

"What's going on?"

There are too many weird things, and Zhao Yingying doesn't know why so many strange things happened to him.

Looking at the sky, there are stars all over the place, and there is half a bright moon in the sky. Leaving these strange things behind, Zhao Yingying wants to get out of here.

"It's the East... It's the ...... of the West."

According to the direction of the stars, Zhao Yingying quickly identified the direction. I didn't have time to think about why there were so many weird things on my body, so I raised my feet and headed straight for the highway, following the highway to the east.

"Now apprenticeship and art, or to save Duoduo, only after surviving will you have a chance!"

Zhao Yingying's heart was pounding, and on the dark highway, there was a trace of moonlight, some star light, in this desert desert, it really tested people's nerves. The wind around him was like a ghost crying wolf, which made Zhao Yingying purse his lips, and his whole heart was raised to his throat.

"I heard that in the desert at night, ghosts haunt, ghosts wander, ghosts and gods ask for their lives, and demons run rampant... I hope these legends are all fake. Don't show up in front of me..."

A glimmer of light, in the dark night, is like the rising sun. From a distance, it was like a small bright spot, slowly approaching here. A hint of joy appeared on Zhao Yingying's face, and he ran forward: "This is the headlight... Someone is passing by here!"

I don't know how long, the lights were dazzling, and there was really a truck passing by. This is a semi-trailer car, the speed is not fast or slow, it is sixty or seventy yards, Zhao Yingying stood in the middle of the road, swinging his arms wildly: "Stop... Parking!"

"Beep......

A person suddenly appeared on the road, and the truck driver seemed to be unexpected, and it seemed too late to brake, so he could only honk his horn frantically. The wheels rubbed against the pavement, and there was a screeching sound of rubbing.

"Bang ......"

It was too late for Zhao Yingying to dodge, so he only felt a sharp pain in his body and flew backwards. It's like lying on the clouds, fluttering and flickering, not just drifting somewhere.

At this time, the truck driver did not get out of the car as soon as possible, but opened the window and stuck out his head to look out: "This... Is it a porcelain collision or a short circuit?"

Short circuit is a dialect, and in the local semantics of Qi Province, it means to block the road and rob.

The passenger door opened: "Brother Liang, turn off the lights, I'll get out of the car and take a look." ”

This is a tall and thin young man, with a flashlight in his hand, and slowly gets out of the car. It shows that the flashlight shines around, and then look at the front of the car, it has been damaged, obviously hitting someone......

"It's just... What about people?"

There is no front of the car, and it stands to reason that even if you hit someone, the person who was hit should be in front of the car... But on the road, the front of the car was empty, and there was no one at all. On both sides of the car, under the car, the tall and thin young man took pictures one by one, and he didn't see a single figure at all.

"Bright ...... Brother, could it be... Hit the ghost......"

Traveling north and south, I have heard a lot of bizarre things. I shouldn't have done the same thing before, but when I touched it, I felt like I was gone. It seems that in an instant, on both sides of the road, in the bushes, there are countless pairs of eyes, looking here.

The tall and thin young man, with a trembling voice, checked again with the driver, on both sides of the road, in the bushes, in front, in front of the car, behind the car, and under the car...... Where are the figures?

"Get on the bus ......"

The driver was quite calm: "This thing is too weird, let's call the police... It's just that this trip is going to be delayed... The nearest police officer is here, and it's a few hours to get here......"

"Or... Let's go......"

The tall and thin young man was a little hesitant, he didn't feel like he was here for a moment: "This is such a fucking weird thing, I feel a little trembling in my heart." ”

The driver was also a little hesitant, and only after a few minutes did he get into the car. The car caught fire again and sped forward.

And just as the van left, a bright light flashed. On top of a flying sword, there stood a figure. Still holding it in his hand, a soft person.

"Zhang Daoyou said, you are the destined disciple of the poor Dao... The opportunity for the poor path to become enlightened is on you, and I hope you can really bring blessings to the poor path. ”

This person is the head of the Wind and Dust Dao, put Zhao Yingying on the ground, put a pill in Zhao Yingying's mouth, and used a red-skinned gourd to pour some water into Zhao Yingying's mouth: "I was hit by a car, I can still not die, I am also talented, although Poor Dao wants to accept disciples, I still need to observe." ”