"We'll get out there, don't worry, be careful not to get lost. ”

An Sheng nodded, and followed Yin Ziqing in the fog, but the songs he heard kept echoing in his mind.

"If you listen with your heart, you should be able to feel it. ”

Yin Ziqing looked at An Sheng's thinking demeanor, smiled and said.

"I'll use your head. An Sheng replied, silently holding Yin Ziqing's arm, and carefully trying to feel everything around him.

The aura can't be used, and those spells and magical powers of oneself can't be used at all at this time, how can you perceive everything around you?

An Sheng closed his eyes, frowned and pondered, and his head was suddenly flicked by Yin Ziqing.

"Do you have to think about using mana? to use your body, to feel it with your own mind. ”

An Sheng glared back, without saying a word, and tried according to Yin Ziqing's words, feeling the things around him with his heart.

The clothes on his body seemed to be full of water, a little heavy, and it seemed as if there was invisible sand and gravel pressing on his body, making it difficult to walk.

It's these... Fog?

An Sheng's shoulders moved slightly, feeling the gray-white mist pressing on his body, feeling the heavy mist swimming on his body like a stream of water, and an indescribable feeling permeated his body.

The mist was like water, more like silk threads one after another, and it was wrapping around his body one after another, trembling gently, and a faint sound came into An Sheng's ears.

"Yes, it's... This song ......"

An Sheng thought about getting closer to the voice in his heart, his body seemed to float, and a quiet fragrance flowed into his nasal cavity, and his brain was instantly clear, sweeping away the tiredness accumulated in his heart in the past few days, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

Listening carefully to the faint singing, An Sheng's mind was moved by the dark melody, and he felt as if his body was hung with silk threads, pulling his limbs and starting to dance in the gray-white mist.

Warm, cosy and cozy.

The singing voice gradually became clearer, but it was still impossible to understand what language was being sung, it was obscure, but it could make people feel a sense of healing.

"Wake up. ”

Just as An Sheng was immersed in the beautiful singing, his head was suddenly flicked, and the whole person woke up at that moment, got out of that psychedelic feeling, and then stared at Yin Ziqing with an angry face.

Yin Ziqing showed a helpless look, shrugged his shoulders, swung his head in the direction of the front, and said loudly: "Follow, it's almost there." ”

The gray-white mist in front was slowly flowing like water, but it was much thinner than those behind, and the black shadows in the fog became clearer.

Between the criss-crossed shadows of the trees, there was a dark shadow moving slowly.

"That's... A little girl?"

"It could also be a big girl. ”

An Sheng glanced at Yin Ziqing, his eyes looked at the back in front of him, dressed in a cloth coat with a lot of patches on it, and holding a crutch in his hand that looked like it was made of broken branches from a tree.

Looks like a girl.

The body looked very petite, and it was walking step by step, tapping the ground in front of it with his cane from time to time, and he was very stiff as he walked again and again and turned when he encountered the stones.

"Let's go, go up and have a look. ”

Yin Ziqing now carried Zhong Xiao on his right shoulder, pulled An Sheng with one hand, and walked up.

An Sheng let Yin Ziqing pull him forward, constantly approaching the girl's back, and the beautiful and dark singing voice in his mind became clearer and clearer, as if it was ringing in his ears.

There was not much fog in this place, only a faint part was still floating in the air, a large area, surrounded by many crooked trees, the branches intertwined, the bark was an abnormal gray color, lifeless.

Except for the strange trees that looked like dead wood, the gray-white flowers with nine petals were not visible, and not a single grass emerged from the barren ground.

The roots of the trees lay on the ground like hideous snakes, bulging one after another on the cracked ground.

Crushed by the strangely shaped trees, there is only a path full of stones in the middle.

"Should we ...... first?"

"How are you? Lovely girl. ”

An Sheng was trying to let Yin Ziqing see the situation clearly before going up, but there was such a place in this strange fog, and a girl walking alone on that narrow path was not normal no matter how she looked at it.

Logically speaking, this girl should be the type of person in this area.

Yin Ziqing didn't care at all, and with a smile on his face, he directly leaned forward and shouted loudly towards the girl's back.

The girl stopped suddenly, as if she was very shocked, her body was shaken by Yin Ziqing's shouting, and the crutches supported the thin back and slowly turned around.

"You... Who is it?"

The song echoing in his head suddenly stopped, replaced by a piercing sound of breaking wind, accompanied by the strange cries of unknown birds, and the whole head seemed to be cut by a sharp blade.

An Sheng covered his head with both hands, revealing a painful look, and his silver teeth were clenched until they were close to shattering.