Tick, tick......

There is the sound of water droplets gently echoing in my ears.

At first it was very slow, like Ryan's heartbeat, and it sounded for a long time, and then it slowly accelerated, faster and faster, and Ryan's heartbeat became as rapid and faster as the rhythm of the sound of water droplets, and later, like a shower in the sky, the raindrops continued to hit the ground from the eaves of the house, like a drum.

Ryan was uncomfortable.

It's like a nightmare.

He wanted to wake up from this state, but his body couldn't move, he couldn't control his body, even though his mind was clear.

What's going on?

Did you go wrong in practice?

Ryan's practice of this breathing and breathing technique belongs to his own creation, the root of the breathing technique comes from the breathing method of the family boxing method, and then, he combined with the Indian yoga ascetic and other methods, and finally, absorbing the strengths of all families is unique, no longer pure martial arts, but faintly belongs to the category of occultism, on the water blue star, although it cannot be purely spiritual to affect matter, but can stimulate its own potential, do something that ordinary people do not think.

That's why he was able to stand out from the crowd of adventurers, enter the base of that mysterious pyramid, and finally get the Golden Book.

So, even though his heart palpitations were uncomfortable, Ryan's mind was still rock solid and he never panicked.

In his previous life, he wandered between life and death countless times, dancing on the tip of the knife of death, and he understood a truth, there must not be the slightest panic when things come to an end, and in the face of danger, mood swings do not help at all.

Calm down!

Absolute calmness is required!

He opened his eyes.

Blood-red ......

What came into view was a blood-red sea, blood raining down from the sky like a torrential rain, flooding the ground, forming an ocean, and his body was floating on the sea of blood, drifting with the current.

The smell of blood permeated his nose.

It's cold and biting!

The skin all over his body was covered with goosebumps and he was in cardiac arrest.

Could it be that the method of breathing and breathing is incompatible with this world?

Fear!

Fear arises from the heart!

He is a human being after all, and after all, he inevitably has human emotions.

Although the mind did not collapse, the body had an instinctive reaction, and the whole body tensed, trembling involuntarily like a knee thrust reaction, and the teeth were clenched, still gurgling.

Authentic?

Hallucination?

It seems to be real and illusory, for a while, it is difficult to distinguish.

Fear can kill people, especially the fear of the unknown.

If people are scared to death and their hearts and galls are broken, this is not an exaggeration, but there are examples.

Most people will bow down in the face of fear, give up resistance, and let despair drown themselves, but Gu Chaoyang from Shui Lanxing is not an ordinary person, he will never choose to admit defeat and choose to surrender.

In one of his favorite books, there is such a sentence.

You can kill me, but you can't beat me!

A lamp in the heart, extinguished like a lotus.

Ryan visualized a heart lamp, and his soul emitted a glimmer of light, and he imagined that this glimmer of light spread little by little, dispelling the boundless darkness, and then, dispelling the fear that enveloped his mind.

The wick of the heart lamp is a golden flame the size of a soybean.

This is a vision that has never been seen before.

In the water blue star, at that time, he had contemplated the heart lamp countless times, but he had never had such a light flame, and the light in his heart at that time was mostly illusory, not as condensed as it is now.

The golden flame flickered and flickered.

The sea of blood retreated like a tidal wave in front of his eyes, disappearing into the depths of darkness.

He thought he was going to wake up from a nightmare.

However, the next moment, he found himself in a damp and gloomy alley, flanked by moss-covered walls, towering into the clouds, and looking up, the moon was obscured by the high courtyard walls on both sides, and only a glimmer of yellow moonlight fell.

Footsteps!

There was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

He wanted to look back, but his body was out of control.

Still in the midst of a nightmare!

It's still a lucid dream!

The so-called lucid dreaming is when people still have a clear sense of self when dreaming, and have the ability to think and remember when they are awake, and even the feeling in the dream is the same as in reality.

Lucid Dream has similarities with his current state, but it is also very different.

He couldn't put a word to describe his current state.

Lucid dreams are just a matter of calling it!

He was scared.

To be precise, there is another consciousness in this body.

The consciousness was extremely panicked, and kept crying for help, and there was no other thought than to ask for help.

Ryan could feel the consciousness, which he didn't know anything about.

Then, Ryan started running.

Driven by that consciousness, he ran forward.

Behind him, the footsteps became rapid, accompanied by a sharp wheezing.

The consciousness began to weep.

Ryan could hear the crying, the desperate cry of fear that had been completely crushed, an unspeakable pity.

There was another voice in my ears.

A very uncomfortable sound for people's eardrums, and although Ryan couldn't turn back, he knew that it was the sound of a blade scraping against a bluestone wall.

This is being hunted down, right?

At that moment, he wanted to laugh a little.

What kind of bullshit dream is this?

However, since the time travel and rebirth all exist, it is not surprising that anything strange happens.

Smack......

His feet slipped, roughly stepping on the slippery moss, his body staggered, and he fell heavily to the ground, probably because he fell hard, and he couldn't get up for a while, and he could only crawl forward under the drive of fear.

The weeping consciousness had completely collapsed, and could only subconsciously crawl forward, aimlessly.

There was a puddle on the ground, a puddle that had not dried up after the rain, and the yellow moonlight fell overhead, swaying on the water, and he saw the reflection in the water, a fleeting face, pale and bloodless, with tears flying from its face, and a fluffy curly blonde hair.

It was a young woman.

Looking again, the woman had already climbed over the puddle.

The footsteps are getting closer......

Ryan's consciousness was bound to the woman's body, like a bystander, a bystander who could only observe the world from the woman's point of view, and no matter how hard he tried, there was no way to control the body.

So, he could only watch it happen.

The woman was pulled up by her long hair, her head tilted back, and she looked at the faint yellow moonlight above her head.

A cloud came and obscured the moonlight.

There was a touch of coldness around his neck.

The woman was crying, her whole body trembling involuntarily......

Ryan froze, there was an alarm in his heart, and for some reason, he always felt that if he sat back and watched this happen, he would also be seriously hurt when the cold blade cut through the woman's neck.

So, the fear seemed to be contagious, and he had a sense of it.

That's not a good experience.

He'll have to find a way to break free!