After losing consciousness, I was in a state of 'chaos' for a long time. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ.

The thoughts in my head froze, and I couldn't think of anything.

The consciousness is also blurred to the extreme, as if falling into a deep sleep, and the sense of time is very weak.

By the time I regained consciousness, I don't know how much time had passed.

But it turns out that I should have only regained a small part of consciousness, because I didn't really wake up.

I'm dreaming.

It must be a dream.

Of course, that could also be a hallucination.

When I regained consciousness, I opened my eyes and found myself floating in the sky, about a kilometer above the ground.

At that time, my body was translucent, like a ghost in a horror movie, and I raised my hand to cover my eyes, and it was easy to see the other side of the scene through the 'flesh' body.

It was because of this that I quickly realized that I was either dead or in a coma, dreaming.

Dreams have always been bizarre, most of the dreams I used to have had a certain sense of logic, and they were all based on the real world, and the things I dreamed of were very close to reality.

But what I see at this time has nothing to do with the reality I know.

At this moment, I am in a place that I have not seen, or heard of, or been to, any place.

There is no city on the ground, and there is no such thing as green mountains and green waters, but a desert.

This desert is like the sea, and when viewed from above, there is still no edge in sight.

The sand in the desert was a different color than the sand I had heard of, as if it were made of gold, and every grain of sand had a dazzling metallic sheen.

As far as the eye could see, the sun hung high in the northern sky, and although it looked harsh, I couldn't feel the temperature it should have.

With such cloudless weather and being in the desert, the climate should be very hot.

But all I could feel was the 'yin' cold.

It was an indescribable, damp and damp 'yin' cold, as if the body was wrapped in a cloud of 'yin' cold water, and the feeling was indescribably uncomfortable.

Am I dead?

Where is this?

I kept thinking about it, hoping to think of the answers to these two questions.

But sluggish thinking is no longer enough for me to think about all this, and I can't even make the most basic observations.

I was like a tired spectator, watching a sitcom, my eyelids kept drooping, as if I would fall asleep in the next second, and my consciousness gradually blurred again.

At this moment, a black dot suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance.

The black dot was like a hot air balloon, floating smoothly in the sky, just like me, floating about a kilometer above the ground.

It seemed to be drifting towards me, very slowly, and it took me a good two minutes before I could see more details.

The black dot is actually green, but it is far away at first, so it can only be seen as black.

When it floats to a position about 100 meters away from me, I can see it clearly, isn't that a brain monster?

The whole thing is a ball of 'meat', the surface is covered with a layer of green 'color' material similar to rotting 'meat', and at the bottom of it, those dense tentacles of different lengths are still writhing.

It must have been coming at me, and its voice rang in my head as it stopped and floated motionless in the sky.

The one who couldn't tell the difference between male and female, couldn't distinguish the voices of old and young.

"You see it."

Hearing this, I was stunned for a while, and my slightly vague consciousness gradually recovered.

"Who do you see?" I asked.

The brain groaned twice and said.

"Its descendants."

As soon as I heard this answer, I couldn't help but feel a little 'confused', and my face was full of doubt: "Whose descendants?" You're talking about the Nine Turtle Gods, right? ”

"Yes." The brain monster narrowed its eyes on the surface of its body and said, "It's the descendant of that one." ”

"Am I dead?" I couldn't help but ask, not caring about the words of the brain monster, just thinking about the question: "This shouldn't be the afterlife, right?" ”

The Brain Monster floated forward some distance, and at fifty meters away, it stopped again.

"You're not dead, you're just asleep." "I came back here to meet you, just to tell you that the one who wants to go through that 'door' wants to influence you. ”

"Brother Brain...... What do you mean by that? I looked at it in confusion: "Who is that?" What 'door' does it want to pass through? ”

The brain monster didn't answer my question, and his tone was a little hurried, as if to remind me.

"If that day comes, none of you people will be able to escape."

"It wants to kill me?" I'm a little 'lost'.

"It's not you, it's everyone." "And you're mistaken, it won't kill you, it's just going to keep you in the world, there's no death, no liberation, and no end," the brain monster explained. ”

The brain monster is different from humans, and its thinking logic seems a little weird....... What the hell is this talking about??

But no matter what, even if I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or "real", I subconsciously chose to believe it.

As long as I'm not dead, nothing else is a problem.

As long as I'm alive, I can think of solutions to many things.

There's a lot more to do.

"Before this, did you ever give Sister Chen a dream?" I asked it.

The brain snorted, not denying it, not admitting it.

"Why don't you choose me?" I couldn't understand this, and asked suspiciously: "Compared to her, the Gu Qi in my 'flesh' body is closer to you, and I am my own person, right?" The flow of 'communication' between us should be smoother, right? ”

"She's the same as you, except you're awake, she's not." The Brain Monster replied, "There was something else affecting you, and I couldn't get in touch with you at the time, so I had to choose her." ”

I nodded, not dwelling on the question, and instead asked it, "What is this place?" ”

"My former home." The Brain Monster replied.

"That's the case......" I turned my head, looked at the scenery around me, and asked, "Is the one you just said the ancestor of the Nine Gods the Nine?" Didn't you say that the Nine Turtle God was its descendant? ”

The Brain Monster was silent for a moment before finally answering me, "It's not your friend, it's your enemy, it's ours. ”

"Who's that?" I asked curiously.

If it says that the ancestor of the Nine Gods is our enemy, then I can understand that, after all, I have a problem with the Nine Gods.

It's no exaggeration to say that I don't know what it thinks, anyway, I can't get angry after digging up its eighteen-generation ancestral grave.

Killing people to pay off debts and paying off debts, this is a common saying.

If I really hate someone, even if it's a monster, then even if it's killing someone, it's impossible for me to forgive it.

But what the brain monster said made me a little 'confused', and even it said that the ancestor of the Nine Turtle Gods was their enemy, did this matter become a little complicated??

What is a brain monster?

I don't know what ethnicity it belongs to, but it's not ordinary.

The Brain Monster is an archaic, that is, a creature long before Fuxi's time.

Even it says it's their enemy, so .......

"There were kings in the old days, and it was one of them, a recognized king, and an enemy of ours." The brain monster said, his tone was a little inexplicably complicated, and his voice seemed to tremble: "It is the one who wears a black robe in the afterglow of the sunset, the faceless one, it wants to leave the heavens, it wants to pass through that 'door', it wants to return to your ......."

At this moment, the voice of the brain monster suddenly stopped, and I could see intuitively from here that the body of the brain monster was constantly squirming, and it was also shaking up and down, as if it was trembling.

Before I could figure out what was going on, all of a sudden, a gust of wind whistled by, and a sandstorm suddenly rolled up in the desert below us.

The wind was raging, and the sand and dust swept in.

Even if my body was illusory and translucent, I was blown by the sand and 'studded' my eyes.

Directly in front of us, the wind swept through the yellow sand, slowly gathering into a huge tornado.

It was made of yellow sand, at least initially.

The tornado of yellow sand seemed to connect the heavens and the earth, one end deep into the ground, and the other extended to a place where even I could not see the end.

By the time I had rubbed my eyes and looked closely, the tornado had changed from gold to gray, and there was a figure faintly in it.

The man was like this tornado, with his feet on the earth and his head on the sky.

Faintly, I heard a strange noise.

It was as if someone was playing a horn, and the whining sound was full of pain.