A dagger suspended in the air at a height of half a meter is rare to see, but what is even rarer is that under the scorching sun, two men who are like fools and naked are squatting on the ground like toads, staring at this dagger with four eyes for a full ten minutes......

"Wu, is this your spell?";

I ignored him, my eyes still fixed on the dagger that was still two or three meters away from us!

Yes, I didn't dare to come closer, and at the same time pulled the bald man to prevent him from approaching, this is too evil, God knows if this thing will suddenly turn around and run over to play with me;

"Can you use spells to make me float too?";

He asked very formally, not at all like the usual jokes;

"If Lao Tzu knows this spell, he will kill you first!" , I replied angrily;

When the bald man heard that the scene in front of him had something to do with me, he ignored me as if he had expected it, and instead moved closer to the dagger in the air;

"You pay attention, the black bull has been made a gelding by you, Lao Tzu's tribe doesn't need so many eunuchs", I watched him keep approaching, and the place where the dagger hovered happened to be the crotch of the bald man;

The bald man looked back at me with slanted eyes and said, "You call the person who cut it a eunuch?" ”；

I really didn't bother to pay attention to this unserious thing, I didn't make a sound, and how could his mouth stop?

"From now on, don't call that lowly evil spirit black bull, call it a eunuch";

I don't know what he remembered, the moment he turned his head, there was a familiar evil smile on his face again, and at the same time, the bald man actually stretched out his right hand and flicked it lightly on the handle of the dagger, only to see that the dagger immediately turned slowly in the direction of his fingers, not fast or slow, but not stalled, like the hands of a clock, rotating at a uniform speed;

I tried to hold the bald man and tell him not to touch the dagger, but there was no time, and the rotation of the dagger made my head seem to be filled with countless messages in an instant, inextricably linked, and I couldn't even grasp a clue for a while;

"Magnetism", this is my first reaction, is this low mountain a huge magnet?

I picked up a stone at my feet, weighed it with my hand, and threw it straight into the air, but the stone fell back to the ground without any effect, and even the speed was not abnormal;

I picked up another smaller stone and tried to throw it higher, but I almost hit myself when I fell;

It's not magnetism, at least this low mountain is not a magnetic field, not to mention that magnetism itself is adsorption, how can it push the dagger back into the air?

The dagger still hung in place, and the rotation caused by the bald man's plucking did not change in any way, that is, it did not slow down or gallop, like a spinning top in a vacuum!

"Bald, have you ever heard from your tribe about the stones hanging in the air?" , I asked to the bald man.

The strange phenomenon of this dagger reminds me of all the strange roots here.

Yes, regardless of the mechanism principle, power is a necessary factor, and we have never understood why the terrain slows down without realizing it, and the unevenness is related to this strange phenomenon.

When the bald man heard this, he looked at me with a strange look, as if he was looking at a fool and said, "If there is such a stone, will we still be afraid of the evil spirits?" Hold on to the rocks and I'll be able to fly in the sky! ”；

I glanced at the bald man with contempt, and without speaking, my eyes returned to the dagger again;

"Wu, if we don't leave, we will be dying of thirst here, and Lao Tzu can't even pee", the bald man sat on the ground and dragged his chin as if in a daze;

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