Zhang Yao was a little confused, maybe he was pretending to be something, and as soon as he was a little sober, he wanted to open his eyes. People with long-term nervous breakdowns and high stress know what this is like. But this time I opened my eyes, and I was really going to die.

blurted out that it is a quality trifecta:

"What's the situation?"

"Where is this?"

"I'm wearing it?!"

And then there's that

"Wow Wow Wow ~~~~~"

After a burst of yelling, Zhang Yao calmed down a little, but his heart was still full of ten thousand question marks.

This kind of thing has become relatively easy to accept in the era of information explosion.

Cut~, I haven't eaten pork and haven't seen a pig run? Isn't it just to wear it, not poorer than richer, than the population, in my family's situation, just wear one, that is, sprinkle water. Even if you wear two of them, you are not afraid, and you can leave one to support your parents for the elderly. I don't have a partner, I can't pursue love through time and space, I've been fighting for more than 20 years, just wear it, don't worry. Thinking about it like this, Zhang Yao completely calmed down.

Wait! The peace is broken so quickly!

Zhang Yao wanted to touch his face to see what he looked like, but the ensuing perception made him fall into mania and fear in an instant.

"What about my hands? What about my body? What about my toned and masculine, young and energetic, my hormonal body? What the hell is this black, one-acre slab? God, I'm still a virgin! What have I become!"

The voice of despair is often a roar from the soul. As the old saying goes, the body is the capital of the revolution, and now Zhang Yao, who doesn't even have the capital, really collapsed.

Zhang Yao's collapse was accompanied by curses one after another, how ugly and ugly it was. There is also a prayer to the gods and Buddhas in the face of unknown fears, to lick the dog more and lick the dog more.

"I'm ****, what do you mean? Who did this son who didn't have a ** thing? Is there anything special to cross into bricks?!"

"The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, Guanyin Master, Buddha Rulai, who is on duty today, I want to complain, this posture is wrong! Xiao Zhang is here to ask you to be kind and manifest, please beg you!"

Zhang Yao began to believe in the myths and legends in the book at this moment, human beings are always like this, when faced with things beyond the scope of cognition, they will pray to the gods, at this time he is desperate to have a great being, to help him get rid of this new body that he does not want to face.

But obviously, judging from the sayings and myths, the Buddha's feet that are temporarily held are unreliable. No one heard him. Zhang Yao longed for a response, but after all, it was a beautiful wish. And so the devastation continued......

I have to say that habit is a very powerful thing, as the rectangular flat object continues to drift in the chaos, Zhang Yao, who is attached to it, gradually gets used to it and accepts the fact that it happens.

At the same time, Zhang Yao also realized that this could be an endless void, and this could be the chaos of the beginning of all souls.

During the time he had awakened, he had seen too much magnificence that he had never seen before, the overwhelming tide of chaos, the tyrannical storm of chaos, and the various products unique to chaos. There is also the perception of distant sights, which resemble nebulae, aggregates of galaxies. He couldn't be sure if it was an entity, or if it was a phenomenon formed by the accumulation of chaotic qi.

He tried to understand, but found that he couldn't even understand his own existence. He didn't know what he was.

He gradually accepted the fact that he had really crossed over, and he had turned into a huge brick!

Drifting in the chaos was lonely most of the time, and after accepting the fact that he had become a brick, Zhang Yao began to look at his body that was now disgusting to him.

It's a perfect cuboid. Previously, because he didn't recognize his own form, Zhang Yao subconsciously thought that this thing was only one acre of land, which was obviously an illusion.

Why? It doesn't have to be asked? Because he's not the 180-centimeter man anymore. He is no longer a human being who sees with his eyes, hears with his ears, and speaks with his mouth. He can only perceive and communicate with his spirit, but strangely he can make sounds, he doesn't know what the size of normal objects in the chaos is, so he can't refer to how big he is now!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao was in pain for a while, and then thought that there was no such thing at all, and he was even more crazy. A nameless fire towards chaos is another random vent. But he couldn't even make a splash. Because, he can't even blow a breath.

"Why? I just want to live an ordinary life! I just want to be a good person. ”

"Why? Please, give me a chance to be a new person, okay?"

"I want to go home, I miss my mom, I want to ......"

Zhang Yao's voice fell low one after another.

He was powerless to resist at all, and he couldn't resist, he kind of resigned himself to his fate. What followed was a seemingly eternal silence, and the past 20 years passed in front of me one by one. Those familiar people, the things that are used to, now look back more and more clearly, Zhang Yao is recalling over and over again, he is immersed in the memories as if he can't extricate himself. He wanted to find an answer.

The countless lights and shadows in Zhang Yao's mind could not hide the flashes of ghostly light on the black cuboid, perhaps even he didn't realize that his thinking was so clear at this time, and his feelings about everything were so different from before.

The path of asking the mind is difficult, and those who have attained the Tao often have to go through a thousand tribulations and hardships before they can become enlightened. However, Zhang Yao in the chaos naturally has the immortal attribute of a black cuboid, and his body and soul are combined, so his soul is also immortal, and he does not need to deliberately practice.

However, there is a great terror in the silence, which seems to be a never-ending catastrophe for Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao's self-sinking is also a polishing of his heart over and over again. This is not a star and a half than the so-called heart demon tribulation, there is no time limit, I don't know how to end it, I am the heart demon, how can this be broken?

The lucky one who traveled through I don't know how much time and space, how many dimensions and worlds, has not yet begun to make his voice to Chaos, as if it is coming to an end.

The black cuboid still wanders through the chaos, regardless of the years and months, and does not know the direction.

And there doesn't seem to be just the chaotic aura in the chaos.

The development of things is very old-fashioned, and after walking more at night, I still hit ghosts, and I drift aimlessly like this, and it will eventually make this black brick touch some other existence in this chaos.