The feeling inside the pillar of light made Lu Tao not know how to describe it, although there was no trace of warmth, it was as if the body was covered with a layer of liquid like water, this layer of liquid flowed slowly, creating a layer of resistance around him that could not be ignored, but it made people not feel breathless at all. On the other hand, the pillar of light, which originally looked completely blue from a distance, became almost transparent at this moment, which only made Lu Tao's vision of looking outside dyed with a faint layer of blue light, but that was it, nothing else changed.

Lu Tao took a step back, but found that the edge of the pillar of light behind him was like a hard wall, and there was no way to pass through it, and he reached out and knocked on it, only to hear the sound of "dangdang", as if it was knocked on a layer of heavy glass, Lu Tao was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the blue pillar of light, which originally looked harmless at all, became a cage that imprisoned his own freedom in a blink of an eye, in short, it was too late to regret it now, Lu Tao could only find a way to find other ways to trigger change.

"Hey, is there anyone?"

Lu Tao put his hands to his mouth, made a trumpet and shouted, and then listened attentively, but unfortunately, it seemed that the previous method of making various pillars of light appear here did not have any effect, and the pillars of light still did not move, and not even a little ripple was produced.

After waiting for a while, Lu Tao confirmed that the condition of "human voice" was useless for the current situation, and shouted twice, but the pillar of light still had no response, and Lu Tao had to give up this method and sit on the ground.

Just ran from such a distance, Lu Tao was also tired enough, although the ground was a little hard, but he could find a place to lean on for a while, there was really no need to think about it so much, the only thing that made Lu Tao feel a little uncomfortable was the faint sound in his ears, as if there were waves flowing slowly, and he couldn't stop, making people a little groggy, but he couldn't sleep.

I don't know how long it took, just when Lu Tao was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard some strange sound, Lu Tao calmed down and listened carefully, and then he heard clearly what the sound was.

"Whales?"

That's right, although Lu Tao didn't know what was going on, the sound he vaguely heard seemed to be the sound of a whale in the sea, intermittent but extremely distant, which made Lu Tao's originally somewhat drowsy spirit suddenly lift, and he looked up at the sound of the voice.

There was still a piece of blue above, listening to the sound of the whale, Lu Tao suddenly felt that this blue looked like the blue of the ocean, and suddenly, the sharp-eyed Lu Tao found that from the blue color above, a little extra color appeared, like snowflakes slowly falling from the sky at night in winter.

Waiting for that little extra color to slowly get closer, Lu Tao finally knew what was falling down, it was a piece of paper, a piece of paper that was not very big, and it slowly floated down, in some way that violated the laws of physics.

Lu Tao caught the paper that floated down, and looked at the paper a little inexplicably, even if the surroundings seemed to be immersed in an invisible and untouchable liquid, the paper in his hand still did not have any feeling of soaking, just like the usual touch, but it was a little familiar.

"In November 554 of the sacred calendar, I can't remember exactly what day it is, but as I said last time, I saw a village in the distance, so I walked towards it.

The village sits north facing south, with a small stream

Passing through it, dividing the village into east and west. Replenishing the water from the stream, I stepped on the high and low bluestone slabs and walked around at will, and I could feel a certain demure atmosphere from this small village, and suddenly I felt that all the gloom of so many days had been swept away.

The stone slabs, the streams, the ponds, and the old houses built of high and low heights are all covered with a layer of the smell of time abandoned, and it seems that I have waited quietly here for a long time before I am a guest who happens to pass by. I had to rummage through the backyard vegetable patches in the hope of finding something to eat, and during this time, after I left the river, I could not catch fish in an easy way, and I struggled to catch a gray hare, and I just felt that I had spent more energy than the hare could provide. In addition to the rabbit, which was still food, I also tried the rhizomes of various plants, most of which were difficult to eat, but fortunately, I was lucky enough to taste it all the way without being poisoned. There are bigger animals, and when there are fewer wolves, there are more other animals, but I can't turn them into food, either I can't keep up with them, or I can't beat them at all.

There is basically a large or small vegetable patch fenced off behind every house here, but unfortunately I searched for a long time in these vegetable patches one by one, and I did not find any vegetables that looked edible, only the wild weeds that took up all the vegetable gardens cleanly.

In the end, thanks to a stream that passed through the village and the pond at the end of the creek that has survived to this day, the fish in it are full and docile, I don't know if it is because it has been too long, these fish are not afraid of people at all and react to the meal, so I did not waste much energy to catch enough fish.

In the afternoon, when it suddenly became overcast and it was about to rain, I moved the campfire indoors. All the houses, locked and unlocked, I could easily enter, the wooden and rotten doors could not resist the light of a crowbar, and the only thing to watch out for was whether it would cause a chain reaction and cause some of the extended vestibules to collapse as well.

After finding a relatively large two-story building and moving the campfire inside, I opened the door so that the smoke that rose with the flames could escape with the wind from all sides. After doing this, the raindrops soon fell, and then gradually became dense, gathering in a murky stream on the stone path in front of the door, and then surging down the high and low steps, and in addition to the dense sound of the rain, there was also the exquisite music of the rain that flowed down the height difference.

I found a chair from the second floor that could still be used, I sat in front of the open door, watching the rain outside getting heavier and heavier, watching the sky and the earth being covered with a thin white veil, looking at the distant green hazy, the smell of earth in the air was the same as in my memory, feeling the humid air outside the door, enjoying the rare silence, but I was suddenly a little confused.

The dream finally went wrong, and as I went into the dream for longer and longer, the difficulty after waking up became more and more serious, until one day, I seemed to be unable to wake up again, because the time in the dream seemed to continue forever, and I was never released again, so the dream became reality, and reality became a dream, and I had to struggle to survive in this dream that never seemed to wake up, in a world that seemed to have been abandoned. After so many days of crossing the wasteland and mountains and rivers alone, I don't know when I will find that human settlement, but I am a little worried about it

Will it really be as fair and peaceful as it was said before, and will it be in any danger if it goes there?

Shaking my head, I still gave up these superfluous thoughts, and just opened my hands, which were full of roughness, and a few small wounds were already scarred and a little itchy. The clothes were already tattered, and the clothes they had found before were only more or less warm, but they had no other use, at least they looked like they had been dug out of some garbage heap, and they were hard enough to think of the bison that had fallen in the wasteland.

Standing up, I decided to take the time to inspect the room to see if there was anything useful.

The first floor of this two-story building includes a large living room, two storerooms and a kitchen, one storeroom is probably for seeds or corn and other grains, but now all the grain has been turned into ashes, and the other storehouse is a farm implement, I found a hoe, shovel and rake, the iron part is covered with rust, I can't see the original color, a flat pole is gray standing by the wall, and two buckets are placed together. There were two pots in the kitchen, one with a big hole in the middle, the other rusty, and everything else, pots and pans, were all the same, and they were covered with rust in every corner.

On the second floor are a few separate bedrooms, most of which are moth-eaten clothes, and there are not many other things that can attract attention, here, my only catch is a short-handled machete hidden in the closet, a meter long, maybe used by the people here to cut grass, it is also wrapped in a layer of rust, but it is not as exaggerated as other ironware, and it can be used with a little grinding. Pulling out a whetstone from the kitchen, I walked to the half-drenched steps behind the door, and sharpened the machete in my hand in the rain, mixed with the dense rain, although it was a little harsh, but it also seemed to add some other colors to the quiet village for an unknown amount of time, gorgeous and charming.

At night, I still sleep in a room, although I hope that I can return to the real world outside my dreams when I wake up, but unfortunately, the expectations of so many times before have disappeared, not to mention this time, I just recorded the events of today's day, I don't know how much mental and physical strength was spent, but I dare not spend time to do such a thing, after all, only this diary in my hand can make me remember the current situation, so as not to get lost in the chaotic dream and find an exit. ”

Lu Tao has been seeing the content of the text on this piece of paper to the end, and then looked up in the direction where the paper floated down in a little confusion, of course he knew what was going on on this paper, this was simply the diary that Lu Tao had been thinking about before, the second half of the diary did not record anything at all, and he didn't expect to find the second half of the diary here in the end, and surprisingly, the author of the diary was trapped in a dream and couldn't get out.

This perfectly explains why the second half of the diary doesn't write anything at all, because the author of the diary can't wake up at all, and he can't bring out the things in the dream, but what is the situation now? Why did the second half of the diary suddenly appear in these pillars of light? and in such a strange way?

Lu Tao leaned back while pondering, but the barrier behind him that blocked Lu Tao from coming out of the pillar of light suddenly disappeared, making Lu Tao stumble and almost fall to the ground, finally balancing his body, Lu Tao looked back again, but found that even the pillar of light had disappeared.