Another universe.

Ten months went by in a flash.

Deming and Wan Ying are still trapped in this closed stone cave.

In the corner of the wall, Deming snuggled in Wan Ying's arms, angry like a gossamer. Wan Ying was lying next to a black spear. The surrounding walls seemed to be under strong force, and several large holes were scattered all over the walls, with stone chips everywhere and yellowed scrolls scattered all over the ground.

Through the dim light emitted by the night pearl, Deming's eyes, confused, looked at the black wall, in a daze. It seems that a long, long time has passed in my life. Scenes of the past come back from memory. Memories are also confused, and some illusory memories have also taken the opportunity to invade.

Wan Ying's towering chest suddenly rose and fell violently a few times.

"Ahem......"

The sound of intense pain rippled through the small cavern, and in a few moments it was swallowed up by a desperate silence......

Dai Ming's head on Wan Ying's abdomen moved slightly, his thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the color of pain flashed slightly, and then he regained his expression, looking at the black wall, stunned......

Another universe.

"Deming!"

Deming looked back at Qian Kun.

"What's wrong?"

Qian Kun frowned and looked around at the hut made of vines by a river, and said in a deep voice: "To the east, on the other end of the woods, you just said that there are vines up to 100 zhang high, and there is a cliff mountain of 100 zhang in the north, and the same is true in the south. The only way out is this river, so why don't we build a boat to cross it?"

Chen Fangyuan, who was swinging his feet by the river, shouted, "Wouldn't it be good for us to go back to the place where we woke up? Isn't there someone there?"

I looked at Mao Ting, who was squatting quietly by the river and hugging her knees, and sighed. They and I had spent three days in peace in this riverside house, and they had finally come to terms with being in a different world. Mao Ting's terrifying heart has also disappeared a lot with the calm of the past three days, I don't know if it is my illusion, I even feel that she is a little happy with this tranquility.

"I always felt that there was a lot of danger on the other side of the river. As for the place where we woke up, I felt more dangerous. Therefore, it is better to walk around in this unknown world than to just wait for danger to come. ”

I looked at the blood in the sky and said softly.

In the past few days, the blood sun in the sky is like the earth, rising in the east and setting in the west, and there is not much difference in time. The climate is also similar to the summer on Earth, which is neither warm nor dry.

As for the food, I was mainly responsible for picking some wild fruits that seemed to be edible, and fish from the river. In other words, the appearance of this fish has never been seen before, and it is strange and abnormal. They are shaped like airplanes and are the size of a palm.

Mao Ting and the others were even more surprised when they saw this fish for the first time, and they were actually a little excited. But with the skills of Qian Kun and the two weak women, it is really impossible to catch this 'airplane fish' with extremely fast parade speed.

Chen Fangyuan and Mao Ting took the initiative to collect firewood and make a fire to grill fish. I can understand that they always have to do something to dismiss the hesitation of being in another world.

When I first arrived at the river, I cleared out hundreds of square meters of open space around me, and then used the 'rattan technique' to enclose a large rattan hedge. Obviously, this is to prevent some of the wild beasts of the forest from eating us. The vine fence has my mystical qi attached to it, and I will know it when the wind blows.

I vaguely felt a little uneasy, except for some small beasts that were not very strong, there were not even some large beasts in the past three days. And the red-haired and yellow-haired weirdos that I had been worried about didn't show up either.

Another universe.

There are no clouds in the sky, because there are clouds in the sky.

Mental thought of action. What is covered up is not completely covered. The steps are long, and the lines are steaming and clouds. The cloud was generated, and a shadow rested on it, and a long, long time passed, but the shadow didn't seem to have the idea of drifting away from here. How can you be so stubborn?

I thought about it. I didn't think about it. This creates a tangible conceptual abstraction that is not there.

There are clouds in the sky, yes, there are no clouds. Yes, there is.

Time kept going, and the shadow hadn't drifted away yet.

Time kept walking, and the shadow on the clouds in the sky moved and opened its eyes. With some doubts on his face, he said to himself: "Why haven't you come yet?"

As soon as he finished muttering to himself, he seemed to realize something, and turned his head sharply, his eyes were blue, and he looked directly at the sky and clouds. A vague figure gradually became apparent to his eyes.

"You're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The figure had a pig's head, and the pig's head was covered with a gray duck's beak hat, and a pig's nose under the brim, which made people want to laugh when they looked at it.

He didn't laugh, though. Because he knew how powerful the beast in front of him was. Because he's so good himself.

"I met a few robbers on the way and delayed for some time. Haha, why aren't you dead yet?" The pig-headed beast rubbed its human-like hands and stomped on the green cloud under his feet, but the green cloud followed the pig-headed beast's feet like cotton candy, causing his feet to sink. But in an instant, he pulled out the foot that was sunk into the calf again, and a pair of pig eyes squinted, staring at the young man in front of him and laughing. The gray robe on his body hunted with the wind of the Nine Heavens.

Another universe.

"Ah! Nothing exists when you close your eyes. Where do I bury my detached body? The detachment of the spirit lies in the serious betrayal of sympathy and ignorance in the conflict of reality. ”

"Yesterday was still isolating the world in its own space. Today, however, it is time to say goodbye to the world once and for all. ”

"Do I really exist? I live like this? I really live? If so, I will end my incomprehensible existence tomorrow. ”

"What's the point? Tomorrow doesn't exist, but I'll really create it. ”

"It's the meaning of my existence.

"He's coming back one day and he's a new being. I'm not me, you, you, yourself?!"

"Okay!Ah!Very good!All ends not in time, pinch yourself by the neck! Yes! Pinch hard until you can't pinch anymore! You're dead. Don't get up, okay?!' because you exist!"

A crazy long-haired man yelled frantically at a bare date tree in a mansion. There was a dark silence around the courtyard, and there was nothing but darkness.

Another universe.

Color, dark gray. There is no way forward. Let's just sit down, just where we are. It's not decadence, it's condition.

Black, invisible. Gray and black, monotonous and unassuming.

The arc is endless, the edge that cannot be seen, like a desert, the soul. The gray sky, the dead silence, the emptiness.

Du Bu, gray and black inside, dead silence. Slowly, slowly. Raising the head, the pupils are hollow, and the arc is boundless. At a loss, what is the joy of life, and why is it bitter to die?

Rushing - eye. Both run, eye. Accept the run, the eye. Tired, what is agreeable, what is against will, unwilling, tired, needy. After waking up. Stomping, the power of the flow, the time of abandonment, hopelessness - close your eyes. The only person, one, the individual unit.

Brilliant and fleeting. Reality - look at it now. Pain, faint. Abandon it, sad. No, because of sorrow, it is sad.