Not a toothpick, not a piece of grass, but a tree seven or eight meters high. Fortunately, only the trees were lying on the side of the road, and the broken branches and scattered canopies took up a lot of space, but they did not cut off the four-meter-wide road.

But even so, it attracted a lot of people to stop. I happened to see Tang Ning and the three of them jumping out of the grass with some wolves. Immediately, someone laughed and shouted not far away: "I said three, you are very energetic! Training during the day is not enough? Come here at night to compete with a tree, and work overtime?"

Strange things often happen on this island, but it's not a big fuss if a tree falls, and people stop not to be curious, but purely to see the scene. And this is too pediatric compared to the sudden large-scale collapse and fire of the road surface during the day, which splits lightning and thunder during the day and has a good end of the road for no reason.

But the three of them, to be precise, were Downing!

He had a strong instinct that someone was deliberately attacking them or personally. Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao were implicated by him. And the reason, without him, is still for the elite class! He has the consciousness of this aspect, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly!

Ignoring the ridicule and laughter of the people around him, Tang Ning was in front, Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao followed closely behind, racing wildly on the road.

I don't know why Tang Ning suddenly ran as if fleeing for his life, Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao could only follow behind. It's just that Zhou Yu was unlucky, he fell several times in a row, and he was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, "Who the hell did I recruit to provoke whom? I can fall on the ground and fall on my head! In the past eighteen years, I really haven't done anything wrong!" Zhou Yu now speaks Chinese very fluently, because he has been with Tang Ning and these people for a long time, so his current accent is still mixed with a little Northeast dialect.

The flat land he spoke of was not as flat as the concrete asphalt roads in the city, but only slightly repaired dirt and stone roads. Basically, it is flat, and some potholes are not deep, but some of the stones used to build the road are not completely covered by the sand, and some sharp corners are still exposed. If you accidentally bump it, it is also very dangerous.

Of course, this so-called danger is relative to ordinary people. Zhou Yu practiced martial arts and boxing since he was a child, and his body reaction sensitivity was much stronger than ordinary people in all aspects. Not to mention the relatively flat dirt and stone road, even if you are running on a rugged mountain road, you can walk like a fly. But today, he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, but he just walked the back words, his feet somehow became bad, almost one step at a time, and the newly issued set of clothes, just put on less than a day, and his knees were broken. Thankfully, I didn't hit the stone with the sharp corners exposed.

Compared with the unlucky Zhou Yu, Jiang Tao is slightly stronger, but he is always hit on the head by inexplicable things.

Not out of nowhere flew a lot of messy things, stones, tiles, iron drills, rusty broken knives, even half-cut harpoons, and U-turn pikes. There seemed to be a strange suction force on him, and all these things were sucked to him.

If you are hit by a stone, if you are unprepared, the head of a person who has practiced kung fu will also come out of a hole, and the pike dart harpoon, in some cases, is a dangerous thing for people. During the Anti-Japanese War, the guerrillas used these rudimentary weapons to kill many small Japan.

Jiang Tao's mind was confused, did he look like a Japanese devil?

He didn't know where these things came from, there was no warning before, he sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't know where it was wrong.

Luckily, it was only a small pebble that hit him, or an empty wine bottle. In order to dodge, his spirit was raised to the limit, and he was even more tired than when he was practicing. I didn't have to work so hard when I practiced. He couldn't help it, because the things that hit him seemed to appear out of thin air, and it really looked like God was deliberately playing tricks on him.

Downing was running very fast, and his posture was somewhat bizarre, with large and small steps, and the route was not always straight.

If one starts to observe from the moment he jumps out of the grass, he will find that there is a pattern when he runs, whenever the distance reaches an odd number, that is, about three and five meters or seven or nine meters, his body will flash a little to the right or left and then quickly return to a straight line. It is precisely because of this that the unfortunate thing did not happen to him, or that he was gifted and artificially avoided bad luck.

After passing through several streets and around several complexes, at the corner of a building that seemed to stand out, Downing suddenly stopped the two of them.

Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao look like wolves and look very funny. Jiang Tao's face was already bruised, the bruises were still there, and now he was even more bruised and purple, all of which were smashed by those small pebbles and glass bottles at the beginning.

As soon as the three of them stopped, Tang Ning moved quickly, bit the index finger of his left hand, and used blood to draw a pattern similar to the flower on the forehead of himself, Zhou Yu, and Jiang Tao. And then only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. "What did you draw on my head?" Zhou Yu subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch his forehead, but Tang Ning hurriedly stopped him, "Don't move! This is the Isolation Law Seal drawn with my blood, also known as Meng Po pinching flowers." You can isolate the arrival of bad luck and temporarily break away from the fate of the two of you. But the time limit is only ten minutes, but I think ten minutes is enough. I'll explain it later, let me breathe a sigh of relief. ”

"Oh. Zhou Yu saw that Tang Ning said seriously, and his expression was solemn, so he didn't dare to move again.

At this time, the two found that Tang Ning's hands were trembling, the fingers of both hands were trembling, his head was full of fine sweat, a few locks of wet hair were sticking to his forehead, and his face was a little pale. Leaning his back against the wall, his chest heaving and panting. It's like a situation of over-exhaustion. No, I didn't run far, at most a thousand meters. If he wasn't kidney-deficient, shouldn't his body be so weak?

The two of them kept running after Tang Ning, but they could only see his back, not the front. Again, he was too busy to work, how could he notice that Tang Ning didn't rest at all along the way.

Not to the body, but to his head and ten fingers.

From the moment he realized that something was wrong, Tang Ning's brain had been in a state of overdrive, and his hands had been constantly pinching and twisting different handprints, and the frequency was very fast, so fast that he couldn't see the movements between his fingers, only a cluster of phantoms, like flowers that bloomed and changed rapidly, and at the same time, there were also the steps of running under his feet. It can be described as a triple purpose. After more than a thousand meters of continuous growth, he was indeed a little overwhelmed.

Leaning against the wall to rest, about ten minutes passed, and Tang Ning's face gradually returned to normal. The pupils of his eyes became dark, and his slightly dull eyes regained some brilliance.

looked at Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao, and solemnly apologized to the two of them, "I'm sorry brother, it's me who has caused you to be a burden." ”

"Wait. Zhou Yu's face changed, it was ugly, and he said bitterly: "Tang Ning, don't you want to sue me that the previous ones were all artificial, right?

Jiang Tao's face also changed, becoming equally ugly. His brows furrowed and he stared at Tang Ning, hoping that he would shake his head, hoping that he would say no. Because it's so scary. But when he saw the bright red blood pattern in the middle of Zhou Yu's forehead, and then thought of what Tang Ning had just said, his head began to go numb. The gaze gradually began to become direct.

Since coming into contact with Tang Ning, he has entered the world of Qimen, and he has experienced a lot of things, and he has begun to realize that this world is not as intuitive as he thinks. This world is multifaceted, and in some places it is distorted, mysterious, and unimaginable, but it is also real.

This kind of real existence is difficult for people to understand, and even difficult to accept. But that's the reality. Realistically, if you don't believe it, then you will doubt what you have seen in front of you since you were born, and wonder if you are still alive in this world.

Mentally, spiritually, and physically all that has begun to accept and understand all the truths that exist in this world. But today, now, he is in a state of unprecedented chaos. If even fate can be manipulated, is that still a human being?

Next, should I believe in God or should I believe in the devil?

Perhaps, it is also a good choice to set up a Buddhist shrine at home and believe in Buddhism.

If you want to believe, you have to believe in the Eastern gods and Buddhas, and it seems more appropriate to believe in these at your doorstep.

"Don't think about it, these are all side ways, and you can do it in the future. ”

Tang Ning's words are more effective than any immortal spell in the world. Jiang Tao was about to fly away, and the soul that had left his body immediately returned. His eyes lit up, "Are you serious?"

"Downing, what the hell is going on?"

"Here's the thing"

At the time of Tang Ning's explanation, five or six people gathered in a room on the third floor of an old-looking attic nearly a hundred meters away from the place where the big tree fell. Approaching the window, through the outside light, I could see that these people were not very old, between their eyebrows and eyes were slightly childish, and the fluff on their lips was changing in the direction of stubble, and they looked seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

They are all cultivators, and their sight can reach dozens of meters away, and some of them who practice partial techniques can directly see things from a hundred meters away. The eyesight is as strong as a telescope.

A short-haired, round-faced young man stood in front of the window with his arms crossed, retracted his gaze, turned around and said, "Did that kid find out, otherwise why did he suddenly run so fast?"

"It should be, Mu Ziluo, your trick is not effective, and someone else has discovered it. ”

"Well, that's just the beginning. Wait and see!"