Finally really left the customer environment, they just gave me the apprentice to sit down quickly, and the brother didn't know anyone in the car, as if he was living in a comfortable place together. Yes, but they can feel that this is who they once were. I didn't cherish the place, and although I let him stand again, I never felt it. He is unique, or special, but something that needs to be cherished.

But it was too late for them to realize him.

Qin Mo, who had just entered this strange world, was a little dizzy, he closed his eyes and slowed down for a while.

As soon as you open your eyes...

Qin Mo was involuntarily silent for a while.

What's the situation? Where is he?

Is this an antiquity?

Lost in thought...

Generally speaking, when someone enters the Eye Middle Realm, the whole world changes with the person who comes in. Originally, it was just a world of nothingness, but once there was an intruder, the whole world would be turned upside down. The whole world follows the intruder's will.

And what Wei Qi thought...

Is it ancient?

Qin Mo felt that things were a bit big. But the things in the middle of the eyes really don't listen to him - although the middle of the eyes is his. After entering the realm of the eyes, life and death are all thoughts of the intruder.

Now Qin Mo is lying on a bed... No, it's not a bed, it's just a pile of straw. He was lying on top of them, and even out of his corner of sight he saw a cockroach crawling past...

The cockroach probably sensed Qin Mo's gaze, and paused, its tentacles nodded in the direction of Qin Mo's location, and then left.

Look at your surroundings.

A pile of straw barely used as a bed, the house was leaking everywhere, and you can imagine what the whole house would look like when it rained. There was nothing left in this house but this pile of straw and him. The real family is surrounded by four walls.

Qin Mo lowered his head and looked at himself, and found that the clothes he was wearing actually looked good, they felt very good to the touch, and the embroidery was also very exquisite.

Standing up, Qin Mo patted his body and touched the cuffs on his chest and something.

Really.

The corners of his mouth curled, and with one hand reached into the clothes on his chest, he felt for a dozen silver tickets and a bag of broken silver, as well as copper coins.

It's quite thoughtful.

Oh, and two handkerchiefs with delicate embroidery and even a faint scent.

Tut.

Although I dislike it, how can this thing also be a clue to the current identity of this body.

Qin Mo endured his disgust, held an expressionless face, and stuffed the two handkerchiefs back.

Then Qin Mo counted the silver tickets in his hand. Oh, that's not a small amount. One is ten thousand taels, more than ten are two hundred taels, twenty or thirty are one hundred taels, and there are a pile of fifty taels, plus broken silver. It's definitely worth a lot of money.

Stuffing all this silver into his clothes, with some copper plates and a few broken silver in his hands, Qin Mo walked out of this broken house.

After coming out, Qin Mo found that there was actually a cave here.

Outside the dilapidated house was a sturdy tree, and from the scars on the trunk, it could be seen that the tree had weathered the storm. Under this tree, there is a table of unknown material, and around the table, there are three chairs. They correspond to the three directions of the south, north, and west, and the remaining east position is this tree that has lived for an unknown number of years.

Qin Mo walked to the table, his eyes kept looking at the tree. Suddenly, I seemed to hear a voice, ethereal, trance.

"Find a spot you like and sit down, kid..."

"Kid, you're tired, sit down and rest..."

"Sit down, kid, let me see you..."

"Child..."

"Child..."

One by one, it made Qin Mo very irritable. If he hadn't realized that something was wrong with this tree by this time, it would have been a miracle that Qin Mo had survived until now. It's a normal person who can realize that he can't see it...

That's naturally pretended.

Qin Mo's eyes showed a blank expression, his face was still expressionless, but his eyes changed, and the whole person revealed a kind of "Who am I?" Where am I? What am I going to do? It looks like it's easy to deceive.

"Sit down, kid..."

"Sit down and let me take a good look at you..."

Qin Mo walked straight to the chair in the south, stood with blank eyes for a moment, and then began to stare at the chair. The voice that had been talking in his head was a little irritable.

"Kid, what are you doing..."

"Kid, why don't you sit down..."

"I don't like it." Qin Mo popped out such a sentence with an expressionless face, then turned around and walked to the chair in the west again, repeating the above steps.

I don't know if it was a Buddha or something realized, but the voice quickly returned to its previous style.

"Child..."

"I don't like this either." Then Qin Mo turned around and walked to the last one, which was next to the chair on the north side.

Stare at...

Qin Mo had been staring at this chair, this time it was obviously longer than the previous two times, but Qin Mo didn't move. Soon it took longer than the previous two combined, and he finally moved slightly.

But that's not the end.

This movement is equivalent to the self-protection of the self-regulation mechanism in the human body. He stood for a long time, staring at the chair, his eyes were sore, and his body was about to go numb, so he subconsciously moved, not out of control.

"Like..."Qin Mo's mouth finally spit out these two words. The voice that had been speaking in his head sounded a little crying with joy, "Child... Do you like... Just walk over if you like... Walk over and sit on it..."

Hearing this voice, Qin Mo took two steps forward, but in the next step, he didn't directly walk to the chair and sit down, but stretched out his hand and touched the chair. It's fast, as if he's not doing anything.

"Kid... What are you doing..."

"Kid... Sit down..."

"Child..."

The young master standing under the tree was dazed, and he didn't know when the essence of light appeared in his eyes—like a perfectly cut diamond being illuminated in the sun, dazzling and dazzling.

It's also like...

He didn't know where he came from, a dagger was not a dagger, a sword was not a sword weapon, it was very sharp, and the moment it was pulled out, it was cold.

When you brush it, it's like cutting tofu - the entire weapon is directly submerged in the chair, and only one handle is left outside.

Reach out and grab the handle. Qin Mo didn't exert any force, just gently pulled back.

The whole chair is so lightly split in two.

It's just a chair, and it's like the whole place has changed. It seems that the trees that looked dense and tall at the beginning have suddenly become much shorter, and they have lost a lot of leaves.

The young master dressed in brocade and black-haired shawl was holding a weapon in his hand, still expressionless. With the effort, the remaining two chairs were also split in two.

Only one table remained, and a tree remained in place.

Qin Mo squinted his eyes, looked at the tree, and then at the table, and the hand holding the weapon quietly tightened.

"Ahhh

From the time Qin Mo made his hand just now, the voice that had been unresponsive suddenly sounded again. This time it wasn't the soft, soothing, hypnotic sound, but screaming.

This time, the sound was like something sharp slashing on a blackboard, so harsh that it seemed to cut through the eardrum.

"Ahhh Damn, what did you do! I'll kill you! All... Everything is ruined by you! ”

The voice roared heartbreakingly.

As the sound sounded, the fallen leaves everywhere on the ground also began to shake slightly, as if they had been summoned by something.

Finally, at a certain moment, all the leaves flew up—the ends of the leaves were aimed at Qin Mo, and the position of the petioles was facing the tree.

In a trance, Qin Mo seemed to see a person wearing green and brown clothes appearing in front of him, and with a flick of his hand, countless green hidden weapons attacked in his direction.

The leaves on the ground flew up, and the effect was very shocking. It's like stepping back in time.

The leaves that had fallen from the ground crept back to the trees, and slowly returned from "prime" to "youth" and then to "youth", turning a little green on the branches, and then vanishing.

However, the reality is not as beautiful as imagined.

The leaves flew up, not about to return to the tree, but from the call of the tree - although they had fallen from the tree, it was only natural that they should be called by the tree to fight for the tree and for their "mother".

"Oh? You're this tree here... Why doesn't it look right? ”

Among the clouds floating in the sky, there was a particularly white and large one, and a somewhat surprised voice came from above.

Immediately after, another voice rang out, "I don't think there's something right. Why don't we go over and have a look? ”

Another voice sounded, "Let's go, just look." Our little saplings have always been very well-behaved, how is it possible..."

As he spoke, the voice stopped.

Looking down from the clouds, there is a dense green patch surrounding a tree. On the opposite side of this green patch is a small black dot – the effect from the top of your head.

"Tsk, where did this kid come from? Why do you look so fierce? The second person who spoke just now looked at Qin Mo in disbelief, habitually brushing his beard on his hand for a pause, and then bared his teeth and cracked his mouth at the beard that had been accidentally pulled off on his hand.

"Yo? I like this kid, don't rob me! The first person to speak said, "Otherwise, I'll go to your place every once in a while and steal the child!" ”

He muttered as he looked at the situation below, "I've always thought that I'd have an apprentice coming soon... I haven't found it to relax, and I really didn't expect it to come without any effort... I'm afraid that these two stinky old men will rob me... I've got to do some preparation..."

The clouds in the sky were slowly and leisurely drifting with the wind, Qin Mo was holding his weapon in one hand and empty in the other, not knowing what to do.

Looking up and down, looking left and right, his eyes lit up.

Tsk, isn't this thing ready-made!

When he came back, he couldn't hold the knife and began to sleep in a quiet and safe place. Then you will sleep for a day, you may sleep for a week, you may sleep for a month, maybe you know. It's good that you will wake up after eating.