The brilliance in the hand is as warm as water, and between the tentacles, there is a quiet sound of chime in the ears from time to time, just like the feeling of Chang Jian's song 'Ten thousand sounds are silent, but the sound of the bell chime'.

Melodious and peaceful, the darkness in front of me was slowly dispelled under the golden light gathered in my hands, and my body slowly warmed up, as if I had broken through the darkness and bathed in the warm sun.

Only the intense heat sensation on my forehead, some of which continued unexpectedly, made me raise my hand and touch it involuntarily.

Nothing? Why is it so hot? Do I have a fever? Or are you fantasizing too much and opening your mind?

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and I didn't enjoy enough of this peace, and the part in front of me was still a bright part, and I didn't know how it was completely dark.

The darkness that had just been broken by the curse spread out even more densely than before. It's as if the blow I just hit completely knocked over a bottle of carbon ink, and the thick black ink quickly spreads in the watery environment.

What about the power of the good? What about one against a hundred?

I opened my mouth in surprise and didn't know what to say, that time in the tree of resentment, I felt that the spirit attached to my body was so tall and up, why was it so useless at this juncture?

Yes, she only played for a few seconds that time, but she couldn't beat it, so she ran away.

Thinking of this, I can't help but have black lines on my face. If I made a wrong bet, does this mean that I am going to lose money?

Even if you lose it, the unfortunate problem now is that the effect of the gathering spell just now has completely dissipated, but the cramp-like pain caused by the hot forehead has not decreased in the slightest, but has worsened a lot.

In the darkness, I now have nothing left but this silky beam of light in my hand that I don't know where it came from.

So what is this beam?

The dizziness brought by exhaustion interrupted my thinking, and in the ink-like darkness, I don't know when it began to be filled with an eerie sense of depression, and the inexplicable heaviness on my back made me a little breathless.

What is it - behind me?

The pores on my arms had raised a small hill, and I glanced carefully behind me to look at the goosebumps on my arms.

A mass of something darker than the surroundings was lying on top of me at this moment.

If you ask me why I can see it, it's because just as I glance at it, something like black clay is resting on my shoulder.

Isn't this the legendary ghost body?

Isn't it said that ghosts should be invisible? Can I see it so clearly now?

I lowered my head suspiciously, trying to sort it all out calmly in this stalemate, but at this moment, countless faces shook in front of my eyes.

No, to be exact, it should be a myriad of figures.

I hurriedly looked up to see what was going on, but what were these things!

--In the darkness, a figure knelt on the ground with a hollowed-out skeleton and a mutilated body of blood, and the whole body was covered with this crossed strip of cloth, which was gray and white, so that it could not be distinguished.

What kind of posture is this, they are all kneeling, but they scrape off the bones of their knees.

This is not the weirdest thing, the most bizarre thing is that none of the necks of this figure are not twisted into deep folds like twisting a quilt, and their heads are crooked on their right shoulder.

Giggles......

Cluck...... Cluck......

Laughing, they were still laughing, gurgling with their bone-white teeth without a hint of gloss, as if they were chewing something hard and fast.

Moreover, I am still happily chewing something!

With a loud bang, my body seemed to suddenly lose its support point, and I fell rapidly in the air, and a reverse wind under my feet rolled up my hair and rose rapidly as I fell.

The wind howled and scraped against my arms, and the darkness that enveloped me was a little thin under my feet because of the strength of the wind.

It was because of the thinness of the darkness that I discovered a situation that scared me to death.

Through the thin darkness, I could barely see the yellow sand beneath my feet, and the towers growing wildly at my feet.

I don't understand that?

In other words, I don't know which ledge I was thrown from, and now I'm jumping off the tower at a speed that I don't know how to calculate!

By the time I figure it out, I'll be crushed!

What the hell is going on, I've just reached the second floor, how can I be so tall?

The rapid fall made my heart rise to my throat along with my center of gravity. Jumping like this will really die! What to do now!

The ground that I could see under my feet made me panic, and in my panic, I stretched out my right hand and tried to touch the tower that was passing me quickly, unrealistically trying to find a protrusion so that I could grasp it.

Unfortunately, it was possible to catch it, but the tower was so smooth that I didn't find a single pothole. It's about to end...... I was so frightened in the wind that I just looked at the ground that was getting closer and closer, as if to comfort myself that there was only one way to die!

"Follow me...... Color is emptiness, emptiness is color; The color is not empty, the empty is not colorful; The same is true of what you want to do; Flowing water soup soup, painting a heart arrow! ”

The first four sentences are the most important sentences in the Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra, emptiness and color are like the relationship between consciousness and matter, they are one, the mind is born of the Dharma, the mind is extinguished, and they circulate with each other and are not born and do not perish. Are you telling me that everything in front of me is the same as everything in my mind?

Draw a heart? What is that?

Before I could examine it, the silver bracelet in my right hand shone through the black edge, like a morning star in the darkness, revealing the whole picture of the hairspring on my left hand.

Crystal clear, outlined in gold wire, it is a glazed longbow!

The bow tail is not polished and rounded like a normal longbow, but is condensed into a sharp cone.

It's so sharp, as if anything can be pierced by it.

Pierce in...... Won't it ......

I had an idea, turned to face the rapidly passing tower, lifted my foot and kicked on the tower, and the sound of humming under my feet was hot and restless in the sliding.

My right hand was pressed against the tower in the same way, which was not as thick as my feet after all, and the blood scraped out in the violent landslide, forming a trace of blood.

The speed of the descent slowed down for a moment in this desperate resistance, and for that moment, I struggled to raise the glazed longbow in my hand, and the tail of the bow was aimed at the thick wall of the tower.

The whole world fell completely silent at this moment...... The feeling of the wind swaying under my feet made me know that I had finally escaped such a catastrophe.

But where did this bow come from?