Zhao Feichen quickly ignored the commotion in the house, tried to support his upper body, and touched the broken left foot and ankle with his hand. It was horribly swollen and crooked, but he couldn't even feel the slightest pain, and the numbness chilled him.

"Don't move, or your foot will be completely ruined." There was a slightly hoarse voice in my ear, very neutral, and I couldn't distinguish between men and women.

Zhao Feichen turned his head to look over, couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but think: "Is this a man who looks like a girl, or a girl who looks like a man?" ”

If you say it's a girl, the two sword eyebrows with sideburns are too much, and a pair of starry eyes are also bright. If you say that you are a man, the arc of your face is too soft, and your nose looks too delicate. The face is quite clean, but there is a dirty red turban on his forehead, red lips and teeth, and a slight smile, which has a strange style.

The red bandana pressed his hand on Zhao Feichen's ankle and whispered, the palm overflowed with soft white light, and the swollen purple ankle was visibly calmed down.

Monks? This thought flashed through Zhao Feichen's mind, and suddenly an unbearable sharp pain rushed into his brain, causing him to roll his eyes, distort his face, twitch his masseter muscles, and his body swinged, almost losing his mind.

"It's right if you feel the pain, I'll give you a straight bone." The red turban took out a wooden strip out of nowhere, sent it to Zhao Feichen's mouth and said, "Bite it tight, don't chew off your tongue." ”

Zhao Feichen was so confused in pain that he subconsciously bit the wooden bar. I heard a kala sound in my brain again, and my body, which was tense in pain, immediately softened, and my chest rose and fell weakly, and my breath was uneven.

"I'll help you get here this time." The red turban Shi Shiran got up and said with a smile: "I believe we will meet again." ”

Zhao Feichen's eyes had been blurred by the large falling sweat, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?" ”

"No one here has a name, only a nickname." The red turban had already walked away, and a magnetic neutral voice came down the harsh sunlight: "Force, you told me to force well." ”

Dizzy, Zhao Feichen gradually fell asleep.

He was awakened by the cold.

In the night sky, there are stars and moons, and the moon is colder and the stars are colder.

The sloppy mud soaked through the clothes, and was shivering in the light of the stars and moonlight.

Zhao Feichen dragged the mud and water to get up, and staggered against the wall.

It's a slightly wider cul-de-sac, overgrown with weeds and muddy roads. There are walls on three sides, which are terrifyingly high, and there is a feeling of looking at the moon in a line of sky, and the top is covered with messy sharp objects, indicating that there is no way to climb over, only a way forward. By the light of the moon, you can see a corner not far ahead.

Zhao Feichen didn't know how he moved here. He seemed to feel that many eyes lurked in the night, lying on the high wall, staring at him fiercely, not necessarily with murderous intent, but full of playfulness.

Zhao Feichen's body is getting lower and lower, and his steps are becoming more and more steady. He desperately recalled He Qiaoer's past posture, and then tried his best to imitate it.

He Qiaoer always put on such a strange posture in the mountains, and Zhao Feichen never understood it.

Now in the same dangerous narrow road, he deeply felt that this posture was the most suitable. Not only is the center of gravity stable, it is easy to observe whether there are ambushes and traps nearby, but whenever there is wind and grass, it can immediately burst out, or advance or retreat, which is very explosive.

People are forced out, especially the painful experience of being thrown to the sky with their ankles hanging is absolutely profound, and no one wants to experience it a second time.

There were a few soft "huhs" from above, obviously Zhao Feichen's behavior was beyond their expectations.

"This kid seems to be a hunter."

There is a knowledgeable way: "Looking at his posture of pressing his waist, I am afraid that he is from Duling Mountain, and only the hunters there will hang the hunting knife on the back waist and hips." ”

"Snort, hunter fart, you see his steps are heavy and heavy, stepping on a pit, if you really want to be in the mountains, I can chase him to death every ten miles, and show off his goods."

"Shhh

Zhao Feichen didn't care about anything else, staring intently at his feet.

At the corner of the corner, half a man high, a few thin strings were being pulled. Especially in the middle of the night, only at a certain angle can you find some thin string reflections illuminated by the stars and moon, and inexperienced people may not be able to see it even if they are face-to-face.

The cats at the top of the wall were staring wide-eyed, as if they were brewing laughter.

The sudden silence made Zhao Feichen vigilant, and he couldn't help but think of the two previous attacks by the mire predators, both of which suddenly changed from movement to quiet, and the more it came to this time, the more it showed that danger was coming.

He stopped, turned his head and looked hard, but he didn't notice anything strange, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly took two steps back.

There was a slight exhalation of disappointment from above.

Zhao Feichen was immediately sure that the trap was ahead, so he moved his steps more carefully, looked more carefully, and at the corner, a few wisps of hanging strings finally came into view.

He gestured at the height, feeling that even if he jumped that high, he would inevitably touch the string.

When everyone saw his abnormal behavior, they knew that this trap had been concealed, and some people praised: "What a clever boy, I really underestimate him." ”

"It's really interesting, I'll just say that the people who sent us here can be incompetent."

More people are coaxing: "Crawl over, crawl over, remember to learn how to bark a few times, it sounds better." ”

"Idiot, does a dog bark sound good? It's fun to be louder! ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

It's nothing to crawl over, who hasn't climbed on the ground yet? But after they make a fuss together, they will become dogs when they crawl over.

"To tell you the truth, even if the string is lightly touched...... You just wait until the next life to be a man again! Ha ha! ”

"Bastard! As far as you have a lot of animal myths, think about it with your papaya head, in the past, the eldest sister took the arm and the leg, don't you want to see if she can renew the severed limb? I've been busy for a long time, and the whole thing has been ruined by you. ”

The animal god said in frustration: "Why didn't I think of this, what a bastard." ”

He paused, and actually thought in reverie: "You said that if I jumped down and hit me like this, will the eldest sister take her little hand and pick it up for me?" Hey hey ......"

"That's what you said, everyone heard it, come a few people, throw him down."

"Ahem, I'm just saying it casually, don't take it seriously! I don't have any bones there, and if it's broken, it's really broken, and it can't be continued. ”

Everyone laughed and ridiculed, and there was a commotion on the high wall.

Zhao Feichen at the bottom couldn't laugh at all, tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly grabbed two balls of mud from the ground and threw them at the thin strings.

I could only hear a continuous muffled bang, and seventeen or eighteen thick wooden stakes were all smashed into the air, smashing into the wall at the corner, and smashing a big hole in Kara.

The frolicking on the wall stopped.

"The walls are broken, and the last three levels can only be regarded as you have passed...... "The voice of the red turban came faintly: "We are a group of people without a name, who only live for existence...... Welcome to the Camp of Existence. ”

…… z=z^2+c……