There's a man sitting in the room!

Logically speaking, it is not uncommon to find a person in a room at all, even in Luohua Village at this time, it is not necessarily a strange thing.

Listening to Wu Chen, there were a lot of people in their group, and no less than twenty people entered the village, so it was not surprising that they really met someone.

Not to mention the fear of horror,

The problem is that this person's attire and appearance are not characteristic of modern people at all.

The whole house was covered with all kinds of animal skins, tiger skins, cowhides, deer skins...... Far from rotting over time, these skins appear extremely clean and seem to have been maintained for a long time.

The owner of the house casually made a tea table with a tea set facing the door, a blue coarse cloth shirt, a tiger skin vest, a tiger skin robe, the cuffs and trousers were tightly tied, dressed like a hunter, looking extremely clean and neat, he held a longbow in his left hand, and a feather arrow in his right hand, the bow was very full, and the tip of the arrow was facing me at the door.

With the tip of the arrow swaying slightly, I saw that the long hair behind his ears was twisted into a braid and bitten into his mouth, looking fierce and vicious!

I'm rough! There is an ambush!

I threw my head back and fell backwards!

Nimei's, it's this trick again! There is no way, when encountering such an emergency, this is a good trick.

But this time I miscalculated, I fell on my back, and my back fell with a 'snap' sound, and I frowned in pain, but I didn't hear the whistle of the arrow, nor did I see the bow and arrow fly out.

I lay down on the ground and saw that the hunter had put away his bow and arrows, made a very exaggerated smile, took up the bowl of the sea on the table with one hand, lifted the wine jar on the table with the other and poured a bowl of wine, then tilted his neck, drank it cleanly, and then laughed contentedly, and lay down in the chair with some heavy steps, and tilted his head, as if he had fallen asleep.

I got up from the ground in a hurry, it was so embarrassing, I thought I had met a cowman, maybe there was a big fight, but I didn't expect people to take me seriously at all, just pull the bow to try my strength, scare and scare me, and then drink and sleep, this, this is simply ignoring my attitude!

Depend on! No matter how bullish you are, you can't ignore the master like this, right? I rolled over and stood up, and was about to go into the house to wrestle with him, and reason, when suddenly I felt that something was wrong.

Ignore me, ignore me......

I chuckled in my heart, first of all, it was already a strange thing that there were people in this house, and looking at this guy's outfit, it was obvious that he was a hunter, and then looking at the layout of this house, it was also the layout of the hunter's room, except for the hunter's home, where could there be so many animal skins for decoration?

Secondly, the action this guy did just now, it was obvious that he didn't see me.

Also, the smile he had just now was obviously a hearty laugh with his throat pulled out.

But what about laughter? Why didn't I hear his laughter?

And the action when he poured the wine, the wine jar on the table and the agitation of his throat when he drank, there was not the slightest sound of this qiē!

Yes, there was no sound in these movements, and I was so close to him that I couldn't hear a single sound.

This qiē seems to illustrate a problem, he and I are like people in two spaces, I can see him, but he can't see me.

I was shocked, he didn't ignore me, he didn't see me at all! Yes, he doesn't know my existence at all.

For a moment, I felt a sense of terror, and my hairs exploded, which was much more terrifying than when I saw the white snake just now.

I looked at Orion, who was lying in a chair with his head tilted, and for a moment I didn't know what I was supposed to do.

Fortunately, Orion didn't sleep for long, he woke up slowly, glanced at the house, seemed to show a look of nostalgia, then took the longbow, took off the quiver on the wall, put the feather arrows in and stuffed them on his shoulder, looked at the room again, and then walked towards me.

His body came up to me, but his eyes were fixed on the sky, and I moved my steps to get out of the way, and he just passed me, and walked out without feeling, disappearing into the vast mist.

Just as I was figuring out this, the figure of the Orion came back from the mist, and the difference was that he had a hare in his hand and a smile on his face.

He brushed me by again, threw the hare on the ground, then hung the quiver on the wall, drew an arrow, drew his bow to the door, and then made a laughing face, and went on to sit down and drink, and then went to sleep.

I just looked at him in a daze, I don't know how long, he did these actions repeatedly, and he never got tired of it.

I realized that I seemed to have entered a fantasy world, where the Orion could not see me, I could not see him, and he seemed to live in his own world.

I heard my grandfather say that there is a kind of ghost in this world, they can't get out of life, they can't be reincarnated, they can only repeat the one thing they feel the most.

There is no doubt that this situation has appeared in front of my eyes, this Orion in front of me is this kind of ghost, he can't see me, I can't see him, he repeats his life like this, like a machine qì man.

I don't know if it's joyful or sad to be in this situation, but I think if a person's soul is imprisoned, even the most joyful thing can become a tragedy.

I didn't know what to do with this kind of thing for a while, so I silently watched him do these things again and again.

For a long time, I seemed to perceive the abnormality of Orion, and compared my heart to my heart, even if it was the existence of two worlds, he repeated these actions day after day, year after year, and I was afraid that I would get tired of it, and I would go crazy, and I would feel sad.

I carefully observed Orion's every move, his movements were like a silent movie, repeated in front of my eyes over and over again, I closed my eyes, and my mind kept repeating his every movement, every detail, every expression.

Finally, I felt the grief and indignation in him.

He raised his bow and wanted to shoot, didn't he want to shoot through the sky?

He drank and laughed wildly, didn't he want to get drunk and rest?

He was drowsy, didn't he want to wake up?

The confusion and helplessness when he woke up was not a kind of grief and pain?

He is suing me with his own actions, he is helpless, helpless, confused, he wants to be free, but he can't do it!

I think if it were me, doing these things over and over again, I would feel sad, I would be miserable, and I would want to be free.

And the best way to be liberated ......

I decided to help him get free, but how? I thought of one of the dumbest ways to do it. R1148