Tang Tu and Bao Er came to a screaming duet, and at the end Bao Er laughed twice and then disappeared, Tang Tu took a breath, the screaming decompression method still worked, at least there was no problem with breathing. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was mentally prepared, with screaming to relieve pressure, when Bao Er came out again to scare people, Tang Tu only screamed, and his fear became weaker and weaker.

When you are bold, you dare to do more. When Bao Er appeared upside down in front of Tang Tu's eyes again, Tang Tu slapped his head in the middle with both hands, of course, without directly using his hands, Tang Tu stretched his sleeves and grabbed it through his sleeves.

The doll head that I thought was terrifying before now looks very ridiculous, and Tang Tu feels like the opening show of a horror comedy.

"Kid, is it funny to be surprised? It's been a long time since I haven't played with you, so why don't we make a game? Tang Tu said to the doll's head.

The phantom of the doll's head disappeared from Tang Tu's hand in a flash, and a small child suspended in the air appeared in front of him, this little child did not look like a thirteen-year-old, but looked more like a three-year-old.

Isn't this little ghost Bao Er? Tang Tu had a question in his heart. However, he immediately remembered what Sun Chao had said, "The main energy body is only a concrete object of human emotion, and its image and attributes come from human imagination, not the reproduction of oneself."

Then, the so-called Bao Er is just an imaginary of a thirteen-year-old child, not the child himself, and the difference in appearance does not mean anything.

The little ghost tilted his head and looked at Tang Tu who seemed to be very interested, so Tang Tu continued to work hard, "Do you like running?" Why don't we play a race? ”

The little ghost was really very simple, and he was happy when he heard the word running, the two black hole-like eye sockets flashed with a glimmer of light, the open mouth cracked to the corners of the mouth, and the pale cheeks were distorted even more because of the smile.

The little ghost clapped his hands and spun around twice, looking at Tang Tu with an expectant look, don't ask Tang Tu how he saw the expression of expectation, anyway, the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

Tang Tu glanced at the swamp under the tree, and spread his hands helplessly, "Then you have to restore the land below to normal first, otherwise we won't even have a place to run." ”

The imp nodded in wake, and without seeing any obvious movement from him, the swamp below began to change.

The gray fluorescence disappeared, the quagmire swamp slowly returned to meadow, the original dead trees were rejuvenated, the meadow bloomed brightly flowers, and the branches of the green trees were full of birds chirping. After just a few seconds, the space is filled with greenery and the scent of birds and flowers.

The night had faded, but the sky was still gray, and thick dark clouds blocked the sunlight out, but the space was much brighter than just now, because everything here was glowing, except for the little ghost and Tang Tu.

Tang Tu jumped down from under the tree, and the little ghost was still floating in the air, it seemed that he was planning to race against Tang Tu like this.

The roar of lightning replaced the starting pistol, and Tang Tu spread his legs and ran, the little ghost was faster than him, like a gust of wind, leaving only a phantom shadow in the place where it passed.

After Tang Tu ran for a while, his speed began to slow down, and his panting sound gradually became louder, looking very tired and unable to run, but he was still persevering.

In fact, this was all disguised by Tang Tu, and his original intention was not to win the little ghost, but to delay the time as much as possible.

Although the little ghost is not thirteen years old, he was born from the emotions of the thirteen-year-old boy, and his personality also inherits the characteristics of the boy, he likes others to run with him, as long as Tang Tu can keep running, he will not stop.

Tang Tu and the little ghost didn't run far away, but turned around the grass, Tang Tu still didn't dare to step on the grass, so he chose to go around in circles on the path between the grass, and the little ghost didn't seem to care about these details.

Although he pretended to be very tired at first, Tang Tu was really tired after ten minutes. Even so, he didn't stop, trying to adjust his breathing and rhythm to keep himself going longer.

It's just that Tang Tu misjudged the nature of children's mischief.

Maybe it's because it's too boring, or maybe it's not slow for Tang Tu, the little ghost no longer focuses on the race, but shifts his attention to Tang Tu.

The little ghost turned around and floated upside down, he seemed to frown and think for a while, then grinned and giggled, his appearance and laughter made Tang Tu feel his scalp tingle again.

Tang Tu was running unhurriedly, and suddenly a lightning bolt slashed at him, he had to speed up to avoid the lightning, and then the lightning came one after another, and Tang Tu could only run quickly.

The little ghost's purpose was achieved, watching Tang Tu get closer and closer to him, he clapped his hands happily and giggled, and he even flew in an arc in the air excitedly.

After a while, the little ghost's face changed again, tilting his head to look at Tang Tu who was running fast, it seemed that lightning was not enough, and the surrounding trees also joined the ranks of encircling and suppressing Tang Tu, and one by one the trees fell towards Tang Tu as at the beginning, and Tang Tu could only jump and jump to dodge.

More troublesome than at the beginning, the speed at which the trees fell was getting faster and faster, and the lightning slashed the ground not the tree but Tang Tu, in fact, Tang Tu had already been struck several times.

These lightning bolts contain emotional energy, and the destructive power cannot be compared to real lightning, but the taste of falling on the body is not pleasant.

Fatigue coupled with being struck by lightning, the decline in physical state brings more emotions, these emotions have long replaced fear, Tang Tu understands his state very well, he looks very embarrassed, but in fact it is much better than when he first entered the illusion, because he can think while running. Of course, being able to do this is also because he clearly knows that Bao Er will not really hurt him.

He couldn't run anymore, Tang Tu stopped, and a bolt of lightning struck him again, and the emotional energy turned into an electric current flowing through his body, and the cold hairs all over his body stood up, and there was another feeling besides the pain. It was a strange feeling that was hard to describe, with anticipation or even longing, a longing for pain or a thirst for energy.

The trees did not press over again, which fully showed that Bao Er did not really want to hurt Tang Tu. Tang Tu bent over and gasped, and Bao Er also stopped, looking at Tang Tu from a distance with some disappointment.

After a few breaths of relief, Tang Tu waved his hand at Bao Er, "It's not interesting for us to run like this, why don't we make a game, have you heard the story of the tortoise and rabbit race?" ”

Bao Er tilted his head as if to recall, and after a while, he nodded and looked at Tang Tu suspiciously, Tang Tu said, "It's just that the race is not interesting, how about we have a tortoise and rabbit race?" You are a rabbit when you run fast, and I am a turtle when you run slowly.

The rabbit has to let the tortoise, and the rabbit can only run after the tortoise has run half the distance, and when the rabbit has run half of the distance, the rabbit must stop and rest, and when the tortoise runs half of the remaining distance, the rabbit can continue to run, and when the rabbit has run half of the remaining distance again, it must stop and rest again... This goes on and on until someone reaches the finish line and the race ends, and whoever arrives first wins. ”