People are group animals, when there is only one person left in the whole world, that kind of loneliness and loneliness, must feel unbearable, want to live and die, but when you learn that in addition to yourself, there is a person in the same situation, whether it is a stranger or an enemy, you will definitely feel that it is not a big deal, Wang Xiaohu is like this, not long ago he was confused and in a trance, but now he is full of energy, and he is full of trouble in the world to find the night.

Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to jump from the upstairs, he could only return the same way, he ran very fast, but when he went downstairs, the night was long gone, Wang Xiaohu found a bicycle near the mall, smashed the car lock, and frantically looked for the night, he no longer had anything to worry about, whenever the critical moment, or when the night was going to hurt him, the young madman would suddenly appear, and then make the night embarrassed.

Judging from all indications, the madman is a more powerful character than the night, although Wang Xiaohu doesn't know when he entered his sea of knowledge, and he doesn't know what his intentions are, at least for now, there is no malicious intent.

With the protection of a madman, what is Wang Xiaohu afraid of? There is no need to be afraid of anything, no matter how well the conspiracy and tricks of the night are played, they can't hurt him at all, it is the best opportunity for him to fight back, and there is a deeper meaning, Wang Xiaohu really wants to drag the ghost-like madman and ask how to get out, such a powerful existence will definitely be able to take him out of the sea of knowledge.

Wang Xiaohu figured it out, he and the night were trapped in the dead corner of the sea of knowledge, no matter how big the city was, it was still a dead and silent dead end, as long as he went out, the night would be trapped here forever. Trapped in a dead corner of his tidal memory, he will never be able to come out.

Over time, the flesh of the night will stop breathing and decay. And the night in the sea of knowledge will always exist in this empty city, until Wang Xiaohu died, and the time in the sea is not the same as the time outside, a year in the sea of knowledge, outside may be ten minutes, think about it, endless years. Being trapped in a lonely city at night is the most painful punishment, even more cruel than the Infernal Hell.

Wang Xiaohu rides a bicycle. Beginning to wander around the city, he had a strong purpose, and the general small shop houses did not go at all, just looking for high-end hotels. The night is so proud. Will definitely go to a place that matches him.

Wang Xiaohu didn't guess wrong, he returned to the five-star presidential suite at night, he didn't have the heart to fight with Wang Xiaohu anymore, the game was over, in this case, he would never win, the madman's powerful aura made his heart palpitate, it was a place more powerful than him. Not even worse than his master, not something he can deal with. But who is this madman? Why does he have a hint of familiarity?

The night is the state of consciousness of God, theoretically falling from the upstairs will not hurt, but the experience from childhood to adulthood, so that he subconsciously thinks that he will be injured, as long as this thought exists, the consciousness of God will show a state of injury, not that he is not strong, but no one can see the real reality clearly, and no one can be truly detached.

He wants to leave now, leaving Wang Xiaohu's knowledge of the sea, but Wang Xiaohu is not dead, he can't leave, he wants to get out of the sea of knowledge, he has to kill Wang Xiaohu, but with the protection of a madman, Wang Xiaohu can't kill him, this is like a rebuttal, which makes him cry and laugh, he never thought that Wang Xiaohu was so dangerous and unpredictable in the sea of knowledge that he fell into such a field.

Proud as he is, how can he be stumped by the frustration in front of him, he wants to go back to the hotel to see if the fate chart is still there, if he is, it means that he is trapped in the last day of the fight with Wang Xiaohu, as long as the fate chart is there, find a way to separate the life chart of the two, and it will be out.

The city is still the same city, except for no one, dead silence, it is no different, the night staggered back to the hotel, the room was empty, the newly acquired slave girl was nowhere to be seen, he hurried towards the room, and saw the horoscope on the ground.

The fate chart is still there, that is to say, the dead end in the sea of knowledge was only produced after he fought with Wang Xiaohu, is it because his illusion is flawed? Looking at the fate chart at night, thinking about it carefully, I suddenly thought of the three-talent fate game, the three-talent fate game and the eight-character life pushing technique are yin and yang of each other, and each other is the inside and the outside. Wang Xiaohu's life is the most prosperous.

At the moment when he cast a spell to seal Wang Xiaohu's five senses, the three talents still played a role, this effect seemed insignificant, maybe it was just a fight against his illusion, but it still produced a huge dead end, there was originally such a dead end, and it didn't hinder anything, but by the roar of the madman, it shook open the small dead end that trapped Wang Xiaohu, and then caused a chain reaction, Wang Xiaohu's future memory experience was abruptly broken, and he and Wang Xiaohu were trapped in the big dead end that was formed after the most rear.

Life is like a movie that doesn't know the ending of the road, there are always unexpected circumstances, there is always an unexpected situation, there is a person in the night who can imagine that there is already a person in Wang Xiaohu's sea of knowledge, and it is precisely because the madman first occupied Wang Xiaohu's sea of knowledge, then he is the most powerful, strictly speaking, the madman is not a real god of knowledge at all, he can only say that he is a consciousness, a seed, I don't know when Lu Dao was planted in Wang Xiaohu's sea of knowledge.

This is a dangerous existence, with this seed, when you want to drive Wang Xiaohu, you can drive it whenever you want, Wang Xiaohu is just a puppet, and it is precisely because of the existence of this seed that he will not tolerate the appearance of night. For example, a tiger and a wolf are both eyeing a sheep, of course the tiger will not let the wolf eat the sheep, because the wolf eats the sheep, the tiger will not eat it, Wang Xiaohu knows the sea, this is the case.

The night understood everything, and couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, sighing that Wang Xiaohu had this life, and his heart couldn't help but move, could it be that the three talents played a role? After thinking about it, he shook his head and threw everything out of his mind, all he wanted to do now was to find a way to escape from Wang Xiaohu's sea of knowledge.

The night took a deep breath, sat cross-legged in front of the life chart, reached out to grab it, grabbed it, couldn't help but feel happy, hurriedly turned his mind, and wanted to separate, but soon he found that the life chart did really exist, but it seemed to be natural, more like it was welded to death, and it couldn't turn it at all.

If you want to be an illusionist, you need a lot of conditions, the most basic condition is that the mind must be strong, the idea of the night is strong enough, and even strong enough to cast illusions on tens of thousands of people in an instant, since it can't be turned, is it possible to separate the horoscope with the mind?

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, the night will not be let go, he knows that he and Wang Xiaohu will meet soon, although the city is very large, but only the two of them exist, as long as you want to find it, it is not difficult to find, he began to gather all his thoughts to stare at the life chart that he put together with his own hands, and outside Wang Xiaohu was riding a bicycle frantically looking for him.

Time passed little by little, Wang Xiaohu frantically searched, looked for a night, still did not find the night, but the sky was a little brighter, Wang Xiaohu just got on the bicycle and wanted to set off, but it was dark in front of him......

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ......" and the alarm clock rang again, Wang Xiaohu opened his eyes, it was the same time, the same no one, the same sunshine, he returned to the state where he first came here, but the strange thing is that the memory has not disappeared, he still remembers everything that happened yesterday.

The dead end in the sea of knowledge is really a mysterious place, if it is repeated every day, Wang Xiaohu is afraid that he will go crazy, so he must go to the night again, so he got up and no longer washed, anyway, no one will look at the dirty mud figures, it is better to be pure nature, out of the house, ride a bicycle, and start to find the road of night again......

I looked for it yesterday, I didn't look for it, I just looked for it that I didn't look for and didn't go to, but the city was too big, and the hurried day passed again, and the bell was ringing...... The alarm clock rang again, and Wang Xiaohu repeated it like this......

Wang Xiaohu is going crazy, and the night is also going crazy, anyone who repeats his life every day will go crazy, because no matter what you did yesterday, what kind of clothes you wore, and where you went, even if you destroyed the entire world, the next day it will still be back to the same and eternal and unchanged.

The days passed like this, two people who were going crazy, and they didn't dare to be really crazy, once they were really crazy, the other would take advantage of the void, so both of them concentrated on what they wanted to do, and the night was strengthening their minds, to separate him and Wang Xiaohu's life chart, and Wang Xiaohu began to learn to drive, riding a bicycle was too tiring.

I don't know how many car accidents have happened, how many serious injuries, anyway, the next day to wake up is good, after countless car accidents, Wang Xiaohu finally learned to drive, with the help of the vehicle, the process of finding the night is much simpler, and finally Wang Xiaohu found the night in the hotel.

When Wang Xiaohu broke into the presidential suite and saw the night, he was stunned, he didn't expect the night in front of him to become like this, with a dead face and blank eyes, instead of being surprised to see Wang Xiaohu, he showed a happy expression, and finally he was no longer alone.

Wang Xiaohu seen at night is the same, lifeless, if it weren't for his hatred for himself, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on for a long time, the moment the two of them met, they were like a pair of resentful couples, mixed with love and hate, relatively speechless.

"Very good, you finally found it, if you don't come again, I'm going to look for you, I've had enough of these days." The night face was not a free smile, but a wry smile, Wang Xiaohu looked at him in a daze, suddenly clenched his fist and hit him forward, and roared angrily: "Divide life and death, whether it is dead or alive, it is better than not dying or alive now." ”

The next moment, the two of them were entangled together, punching and kicking, all the tricks, secret methods, all went to him. Damn, the two of them used the most primitive fists and kicks to sway the depression and fear in their hearts...... (To be continued......)