The two were at a stalemate for a while.

Lin Xiang was pinched by Wang Wulong, his face was red and his lips were purple, he couldn't stop coughing, his tongue was stretched out, and he was about to turn his back on it.

Wang Wulong didn't get a bargain, and his skin and flesh were pinched by Lin Xiang.

……

"Lin Xiang! Lin Xiang! ”

Suddenly there was a call in my ears.

Who? Who's calling me!

……

Lin Xiang shook his head, and countless virtual white ghosts appeared in front of him in an instant.

It was as if there were countless strings fluctuating in his body at the same time, and he was dizzy and dizzy for a while, and his liver and gallbladder were split.

"Uh-" He snorted, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

……

"Lin Xiang! Nameless Big Brother! Are you okay! ”

The call in his ears sounded again, and his tone was more urgent and concerned than Fang Cai.

……

Lin Xiang's headache was about to explode, he roared wildly, filled his hands with spiritual power, and pinched it hard!

First I heard a crackling sound of bones in my hands, and then a click. Wang Wulong's head tilted to the side and fell like a ball.

A pillar of fishy hot blood rushed up to the sky and sprayed Lin Xiang's face.

Lin Xiang was stunned, he trembled as he looked at Wang Wulong's eyes wide open, his heart collapsed at this moment.

His breath began to fluctuate, his chest rose and fell violently, and he slowly fell to his knees, as if he couldn't believe what had just happened.

He's murderous!

He, killed his friend!

At this moment, countless tiny black vines rose from the bloodline, scrambling to wrap Lin Xiang's heart.

……

"Lin Xiang! Wake up! ”

A demonic sound pierced into Lin Xiang's brain like a sharp blade, cutting off a tight string in his brain.

……

Ding-sound.

……

Lin Xiang's eyes became double again, up and down, and just when he was about to be shaken and vomited, finally all shadows returned to one, and his eyes gradually became clear.

……

It's like waking up from a dream.

……

Lin Xiang knelt in the cave with a confused expression, no blood, and no rolling head.

Wang Wulong was fine, and he was standing on the side looking at him with a nervous face.

“……”

Lin Xiang shuddered and was completely sober.

I saw that it was not Wang Wulong's neck that was tightly pinched by his hands, but the strange hand that attacked him last time in the cave.

The strange hand had been bent and deformed by him, and it was lifeless.

Lin Xiang took a sip, threw the strange hand on the ground, stood up and said, "! ”

"What happened to you just now?" Wang Wulong asked anxiously on the side.

Although Lin Xiang woke up in a dream, he couldn't distinguish the illusory reality for a while, and said in a bad tone: "How do I know, I'm hallucinating." ”

"Hallucinations? Do you know that you've just been halfway there, and suddenly you go crazy and light up the whole cavern, waking up all the sleeping strange hands on the cave wall. ”

"Really?" Lin Xiang looked puzzled.

"Yes, you still use your spiritual power to attack everywhere and provoke these strange hands, no matter how I shout, you won't listen!"

"Then why don't you hold me?"

"You keep releasing spiritual power, I can't get close to you at all." Wang Wulong explained.

"Fortunately, most of the monsters were knocked out by you, and only this fish that slipped through the net was left to choke your neck."

Lin Xiang took a closer look, and there were indeed stumps and severed hands scattered all over the place not far away.

"You...... You okay? Wang Wulong asked worriedly. He saw that Lin Xiang's face was not very good, and he was angry and vomited a mouthful of black blood just now, so he was very afraid that something would happen to Lin Xiang.

Some of the strange hands on the ground were already dead, and some were still struggling, Lin Xiang looked at this scene, and the bloodthirsty and cruel murderous aura that had been suppressed suddenly felt like a resurrection.

Lin Xiang shook his head desperately and slapped his head with his hand.

Wang Wulong didn't dare to interfere on the side, for fear that he would fall into a state of madness again.

After tossing like this for a few minutes, Lin Xiang shrugged his arms, his face turned pale, and he stood in place with a loveless face, full of feelings of prostration afterwards.

Seeing this, Wang Wulong squatted down, turned his head and said, "I'll carry you, come up!" ”

Lin Xiang was silent for a moment, and suddenly said irritably: "Don't talk yet!" I don't know what illusion is right now and reality is! Annoying! Who the knows what you are right now! ”

“……”

Wang Wulong was scolded inexplicably, and looked at Lin Xiang aggrievedly.

Lin Xiang stood there and thought for a while, feeling that he was really empty now. He climbed on Wang Wulong's back with an unhappy face, climbed steadily, and wrapped his neck around him and threatened: "If you dare to split something to do something, I will blow your dog's head!" ”

Wang Wulong supported Lin Xiang's thighs with both hands, then stood up, and whispered as he walked: "It's the dragon's head......"

Lin Xiang wanted to go back, but for a while he felt that his vocabulary was a little stretched.

It seems that the fight with the monsters just now was quite brain-draining......

Fortunately, I woke up early, otherwise if I continued to fight like that, I would probably be tortured by hallucinations and become mentally retarded......

Damn it......

——————

When he arrived at the abyss, Lin Xiang was a little scared.

Because he also suffered a hallucination in this place last time.

Lin Xiang had just come out of his hallucination, and he knew the pain of being trapped in it, and he didn't want to play again.

"You've got to take care of me!" Lin Xiang patted Wang Wulong on the back.

Wang Wulong nodded, without saying a word, turned into a dragon, soared into the air, and pierced the fog wall.

Lin Xiang wanted to close his eyes, but then he thought that it was safer to ride on Wang Wulong's back. So he mustered up the courage to open his eyes and plunged headlong into the fog.

……

The feeling of extreme darkness and silence passed in an instant, but it seemed to be eternal.

At that moment, Lin Xiang felt as if he had stopped breathing.

In the darkness, he saw a man with a face close to his own, riding a monster with a silver glow, and disappeared in a flash.

The man looked like himself, but he was not quite the same. At a glance, I saw that he was born with a demonic face, like a ghost and a god, seven points handsome and three points feminine, with a heavenly appearance.

Lin Xiang was stunned.

Another hallucination?

What does this hallucination mean? If you can't kill him, you change your routine and want to kill yourself?

Or is it reflective like a mirror?

No, it's not like that, isn't it?

Wang Wulong, this stupid dragon is definitely not so cool!

Myself...... I am absolutely 100,000 times more handsome than that reflection!

Lin Xiang has a lot of ghostly play, and he doesn't feel strange at the moment. After all, there is a mirror in the person, and the Yin Spirit is a lesson from the current car.

……

After a moment, there was light in front of me.

It is also a fairyland scene of clouds rolling up and clouds, dragon fruits everywhere, and Xuanzhu soaring to the sky.

Lin Xiang couldn't help but feel strange: "Why is it daylight every time I come to this place?" It should be dark outside! ”

Wang Wulong turned around and said, "This is the place of eternal life. ”

"How?"

"This end of the dragon pillar will always be light, and the other end will always be dark, one yang and one yin, and it will not change."

"Can the Mother of Dragons come up and look at the sun?" Lin Xiang asked.

Wang Wulong nodded: "Yes." ”

"That's okay, otherwise the black ones below will have to stuff her out of depression."

Wang Wulong smirked: "Thank you for caring about my mother." ”

Lin Xiang also smirked, a little moved in his heart.

Last time, I went down the cave with the two brothers, but now only Wang Wulong is left alone, and in the blink of an eye, it is not human.

"By the way, the fog wall on the edge of the cliff just now." Lin Xiang suddenly remembered.

"Huh?"

"How is it like a mirror!"

Wang Wulong didn't understand: "What do you mean?" ”

"Stupid! Didn't you see it? We both took a picture of us just now! ”

Wang Wulong was silent for a while, and asked in a strange tone, "You just came here with your eyes open?" ”

"That's right!"

"Next time, don't dare to open your eyes and cross the fog wall."

"Why?"

"My brother Chen said that this fog wall is very evil, if you see something you shouldn't see, beware of losing your soul."

“……”

"It's light to lose your soul, if you can't get out of it, you really can't get out again."

Lin Xiang's whole body trembled when he heard this, and he didn't know if he was frightened or scraped by the cold turbulence in the air.

"This kind of thing should be said in advance......" Lin Xiang's frightened voice changed.

"The fog is so dark and thick, who knew you were so bold?"

“……”

Lin Xiang was speechless, he was used to being timid in his life, and he had just strengthened his courage on a whim, and he almost killed himself, so he should continue to be timid in the future.

It seems that what his grandmother said before her death is very correct: the timid people have a long life, and the brave people die in Maojindu.

Maojindu is a ferry port in Lin Xiang's hometown.

Legend has it that this ferry is very evil, and every year there is a quota for receiving people, and at least three boys and girls are drowned.

There is no limit to more, what young men, old women, as long as this ferry wants to receive, it will be accepted.

But even so, at high tide every year, many people still run to the river beach to catch fish.

I remember once when I was a child, Lin Xiang also wanted to go fishing with his friends, but was stopped by his grandmother.

Lin Xiangxin said that it was not so serious, so he said to her grandmother: "It's okay, we are all by the river, we don't go deeper, we don't go to muddy places, and Zhao Xiaoqiang can swim." ”

His grandmother replied directly: "The timid people have a long life, and the brave people die in Maojindu." If the river god wants to take you in, it doesn't matter if you can swim? The effort of soaking in the urine will pull you down. ”

Lin Xiang felt that it made sense, so he didn't go.

It's not that he's superstitious, it's that he doesn't think he's a lucky man.

If a person is really unlucky, science can't explain this thing.

Therefore, Lin Xiang still listens to his grandmother's words, and has learned many survival philosophies since he was a child: the gun shoots the first bird, the river floods the good people, the strong man dies first, and the pig fat is slaughtered first.

The meaning of these words is:

If you want to fly too high, someone will always meet you and give you a shot in the back.

Generally, those who drown in the river are swimmers, and those who can't swim do not go down to the river.

Brave people are definitely more likely to be in danger than timid people, because they dare to try anything.

If the pig eats too fat, it is easy to lose its life, because the clear-eyed person will definitely take the fat first.

If you want not to suffer, you need to listen to the old man. After entering the society, Lin Xiang found that these words were all fucking truths in truth.

But Lin Xiang's timidity is also principled, for example, he will not jump into the river to take a bath, but if he sees someone falling into the river in the water, then he will definitely find a way to save it, even if it is dangerous, as long as it is not in danger of life, he will try his best to give it a try.

This is his Lin Xiang's own philosophy of life.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiang suddenly missed his grandmother very much.

The eye sockets couldn't help but moisten a little.