Chongshan found that in such a quiet environment with strange stones and dead silence, he actually felt a rather oppressive sense of heaviness.

Chongshan wanted to get out of this situation, wanted to roar and shout, but found that his throat somehow lost his voice, his mouth opened, but he couldn't make any sound, Chongshan panicked, only to feel a foreign body blocked his throat and eyes, couldn't cough out, couldn't swallow.

Chongshan stroked his throat vigorously, hoping that through massage, his throat would be smoothed out and the foreign body could be eliminated. It backfired, but it was okay not to pick it up, but this one felt even more uncomfortable. Turning his head to look around, he was looking for someone to help, only to feel that in the originally silent team, there was a sudden sound of turbid footsteps like ordinary people walking, obviously there were brothers who found this oppressive atmosphere, and like him, they didn't know how to break this solemnity, so they could only try to break the silence with footsteps.

It was just the appearance of footsteps that not only failed to break this solemn silence, but instead made the neat and quiet march chaotic, and the footsteps were chaotic and even harsh, which couldn't help but make him feel an unbearable upset.

And the person who makes the sound of footsteps may also find that his actions not only fail to break the silence as desired, but have the opposite effect. Soon, the footsteps faded away, and the group returned to its usual silence and solemnity.

In this way, the team walked quietly, followed behind Di Jiang, and at night, found an open place, silently filled a mouthful of food, and each found a place to rest, or lay on the ground, or leaned against the towering rock pillars.

One hundred and ten people had no interest in talking, Chongshan had never felt it, the silence was so devastating, especially in this strange and strange silent environment, the loneliness brought by this silence was enough to make people crazy.

Chongshan sometimes even hopes that the strange rocks towering in the silent stone forest can be transformed into demons, at least fighting and fighting demons, it is better than being destroyed by loneliness. Every time he wanted to shout and scream, in order to vent the inexplicable heavy feeling of oppression in his heart, he felt that there was a foreign object blocking his throat tightly, and he couldn't make any sound.

As this situation increases again and again, the heart becomes more and more depressed, and the desire for catharsis is stronger.

This is not a good phenomenon, Chongshan knows it. Obviously, there is a strong leader in front of him, and he is accompanied by his closest brothers, but there is infinite loneliness and heaviness in his heart, as if he is alone in this world of demon incarnation sculptures. The more quiet it is, the more it feels like the heaviness and loneliness of a boulder in my heart, the inexplicable irritability accumulates in my heart, I don't know when it will erupt, waiting is helpless, and it is even more crazy, Chongshan wants to vent, crazy, wants to roar, but is afraid of going out of line.

He used to be the battalion commander, and at this time he was the patriarch, and he was followed by a group of his closest brothers, and he could not let the leader down and let the brothers look down on him. He tried his best to suppress the desire in his heart, his reason was always affected by irritability and madness, he could even feel that the bloodthirsty desire that had not appeared for a long time was spreading, he vaguely heard the sound of blood flowing in his body, it was so beautiful and beautiful, the blood was exuding an attractive aroma and sweetness, he was eager to suck it, eager to see the beautiful color of blood.

Chongshan tried hard to suppress his impulses, and his heart longed for crazy killing, baptism of blood. Knowing that behind him is his closest brother, but he has the urge to turn around, as long as he gently swings the long sword in his hand, he can see the longing red. But he couldn't, reason, as the last line of defense, was trying to suppress this impulse.

The thin figure in front of him shook in front of him, constantly luring Chongshan to attack, his heart was boiling, his blood was burning, and his mind was hesitating, whether to swing his fist or sword? Chongshan's heart was struggling, and the last of his sober consciousness was preventing him from delusional.

Chongshan didn't know what was wrong, and the unreasonable thoughts were like waves of huge waves, and he was like a small boat drifting in the wind and rain, maybe it would capsize in the next moment. He tried hard to persevere again and again, his mind and body were exhausted, and every time he suppressed the irritability and desire in his heart and gained a short period of peace, he would find that he was already covered in cold sweat.

After the calm, desire will fight back wildly, crashing against the embankment of reason like a crashing wave, and then there will be a difficult resistance, suppressed in every possible way.

Fortunately, he blessed it, and after this time, Chongshan suddenly found that the heaviness that had been pressing on his heart in recent days disappeared, his heart was irritable, and the thought of wanting blood was gone, and even the silence that was about to drive him crazy became comfortable and relaxed, making his heart show a tranquility that he had never felt before.

The thin figure in front of him is no longer an eyesore, and the strong blood behind him no longer makes him bloodthirsty, and even the strange stones and rocks beside him no longer seem eerie and terrifying, but make people feel a kind of majestic simplicity, and the gravel that hinders him from walking smoothly under his feet and hurts his feet, with a novel delicacy, presents the beauty of the nature of heaven and earth.

Chongshan looked at this stone forest with amazement, and looked at the world like a newborn baby. He felt that at this moment, there was an indescribable feeling, he couldn't tell whether he had changed, or the heavens and the earth had changed, and everything in his eyes had changed drastically from before.

His eyes swept over the thin figure in front of him, majestic with a thick blood aura, impacting his heart, Chongshan was ashamed in his heart, and he wanted to attack the crazy idea before. He didn't know where he got that thought, and now he shuddered to think about it.

With apologies, Chongshan turned his head to look at his brother behind him, and suddenly found that the monkey's face was flushed, and his eyes were burning wildly, which was the flame of desire, the flame of thirst for blood. His eyes were red and red, his killing intent was boiling, but he was drenched in cold sweat, his fists were clenched tightly, and he could even hear the sound of his bones moving misalignment.

Chongshan was suddenly shocked in his heart, this is not normal. Even if he was ignorant, he understood that something had happened to the monkey, and just when he wanted to step forward and wake up the monkey, Di Jiang's low voice suddenly appeared in his ears: "Don't be busy waking them up first, let them get through this hurdle by themselves!"

"They?" Chongshan was not stupid, he instantly understood what Di Jiang meant, his eyes swept over the brothers, many people had the same situation, and some people were even clenching their teeth, even if the corners of their mouths were dripping with blood, they still didn't make a sound.

"Congratulations!"

A sentence that had no beginning or end came into his ears, and Chongshan suddenly recalled the abnormality of the past few days, and the quiet and relaxed now, which made him understand that he had overcome an unusual obstacle, and he believed that some wonderful beauty had happened to him. Unspeakable, inexplicable.