It's pitch black, like ink, like a shadow, like a ghost, like "

There is no heaven and no earth, no direction, no everything, not even time: there is only darkness around you, darkness like eternity.

In the darkness where there is nothing, there is a dark shadow darker than the darkness.

The shadow seemed to move, as if it were still because there was no reference, but its shape was constantly changing, or distorting, and in comparison to itself, it was indeed moving.

There is no subjectivity, no goal, only instinct.

So move, because it's cold.

Darkness will be accompanied by cold, boundless darkness will be boundless cold, darkness and cold are things that human instincts dislike and reject, so he must move.

The black shadow moves in the darkness, as if floating and walking, sometimes as if teleporting: when he has no direction and no speed, as if in this dark shijie, he can go anywhere that exists other than the darkness.

Anytime.

He didn't know how long he had been moving, there were no days, no months, and no years. He just instinctively wants to escape the cold, wants to get away from this shijie who has no time, or wants to find a feeling.

In the lonely darkness, the lonely black shadow moves lonely...... ，

Shijie who doesn't have time is not really timeless, it's just that he can't detect it. The shadow's movements became stiff and sluggish, as if melting into the darkness and becoming as black as the surroundings.

He became numb, his movements became dull, and his body became illusory. He realized that there was no point in his endless movement like this, and that there was no boundary or end to the shijie here, moving and not moving, there was no difference.

He wanted to give up. The only thought told him that if he blended in with the darkness around him, he would no longer feel cold or lonely.

Or to put it another way, he will lose the feeling of feeling alone.

It was at this time that he spotted a ray of light.

It was a gray mass, dull, cold, dull and shriveled. But compared to the darkness in which the shadow was located, the dim light that seemed to be extinguished at any moment was undoubtedly the hottest and most dazzling sun, so striking and desirable.

So, the black shadow headed towards the light, very quickly.

The light cluster was very large, large enough to accommodate countless black shadows, but in the feeling of black shadows, he seemed to be able to see every detail of the light cluster, without missing or forgetting. He even had a feeling that even if this light cluster was ten times or even hundreds of millions of times larger, he would still be able to see it all.

"It's impossible. ”

The first active consciousness that the black shadow produced turned out to be doubt, doubting the first impression he had just generated.

Even so, the black shadow was very moving, and he looked at the ball of light seriously, at the shijie, trying to remember everything he saw.

It was a canyon, a battlefield of people, beasts, and demon mosquitoes.

The black shadow didn't know that Weishenme himself could recognize them, and the moment he saw it, he understood which ones were people, which were beasts, and which were demon mosquitoes that fought against people and beasts.

He didn't want to think about it, he just looked hard, seriously.

He saw human beings constantly pouring out of one place, and then being surrounded, killed, and fed by the surging demon mosquitoes around them: he saw the horror, misery, and despair on people's faces, and heard cries for help and wails, and the screams of dying.

I don't know weishenme, the black shadow feels terrifying. He was afraid that those people would be killed, because he instinctively felt that if those people died, the light would also collapse and become the same darkness as the surroundings.

At this time, with the appearance of two young people on the human side, the battle "Set sail ☆ No Harm in the Starry Night" technique changed. A teenager rushes into the demon mosquito bush to find the leader of the demon mosquito, and another young man organizes everyone in one place to fight against the demon mosquito. ...,

"That's right. The dark shadow thought to himself.

The boy kills one blue mosquito and then another: at the same time, the young man also kills a blue mosquito, and the devil mosquito is in turmoil, and the tide of humanity is slowly turning.

There are still a lot of demon mosquitoes around, and the black shadow estimated it in his heart and came to a conclusion that made him worry: humans will still lose!

Seeing that the human race was gradually exhausted, the black shadow became more and more anxious, and he wanted to rush to the light group to help those people, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only linger outside the light group.

It's not his shijie there, he doesn't belong to the shijie who has light.

"Kill that purple mosquito!" the black shadow let out the first cry, anxious and frightened, and angry.

Humans could not hear his cry, but they acted in unison: the boy rode a donkey and rushed to the hillside with the young man, and engaged in a cruel and bitter struggle with the purple mosquito king.

Eventually, they killed the Purple Mosquito King.

"That's good!"

The Black Shadow was happy, then immediately became worried and angry. At this time, he found that a cyan figure had been hidden among the humans, undiscovered, and did not help.

The black shadow was not happy, he found that the aura of the man in green clothes was very strong, much stronger than everyone present. But he didn't move, staring coldly at the battle, not knowing what he was thinking.

His gaze was colder than that of a demon mosquito. "This person is dangerous......," the dark shadow said to himself.

I don't know if it was the shock and the development of the battle situation, or some other reason, the face of the man in Tsing Yi changed at the moment when the young man killed the mosquito king, and accidentally shed a trace of breath: the demon mosquitoes around him felt his strength and hissed and ran away. Soon, the demon mosquito notified the other blue mosquitoes in their characteristic way, and the demon mosquito retreated.

The low-IQ creature of the Mosquito King can't tell the gap between humans, and instinctively tells them that with that strong man here, it is impossible for the Demon Mosquito to win.

So, the demon mosquito retreated, and the human race was rescued, and the man in Tsing Yi was a little disappointed, but he didn't make any moves, and soon left.

"Something is wrong. The young man who had just killed the mosquito king said to the young man.

"It's not wrong, it's very wrong. The young man said.

"They found out. The shadow said to himself.

The people in the valley were busy, the light had stabilized, and the shadow had been here for a long time, and he even wanted to stay here forever, because although he couldn't enter, he could still feel a trace of warmth.

That's a feeling of security. This feeling made him feel enjoyable and very obsessed.

But slowly, other thoughts came to the dark shadow's heart: such a shijie, there should be more than one place in the dark!

The thought burned in his heart like wildfire, and the dark shadow hesitated, pondering, and finally he made the decision to get out of here.

He was looking for the next light cluster, the next shijie that was different from here.

So he left.

I didn't know how long I had gone, the lonely dark and lonely journey, and the black shadow wanted to turn back countless times and return to the place that made him feel warm.

But he didn't.

A voice in the darkness told him that the next place would be even more exciting.

He continued to drift.

Another light appeared, and the almost unbearable black shadow swooped down, and then there it was.

It was a very small place, an ashram.

There were two people in the ashram, a man and a woman, and a donkey.

The donkey was still the donkey, it was unconscious, the man was the boy, he was asleep: the woman was a woman that the shadow had never seen, and she was looking at the man. ...,

She looked very seriously, and her gaze was complicated.

The dark shadow had never seen this woman, but it felt familiar. That familiarity is mixed with many other emotions, anger and resentment, fear and vigilance, and a hint of intimacy and heartache.

"I know her like I know... , I should remember her ... I have to remember her!"

The Black Shadow felt strange about this feeling, and after several fluctuations in his mind, he finally made a decision. He looked at the woman earnestly, at her hesitation at the bedside, at the young man, at the donkey and into another secret room.

But he couldn't see her face clearly.

The shadow was anxious, anxious for no reason, anxious to anxious, irritable, he began to shout, he began to roar, he began to growl, he wanted to see her face, and remember.

The woman could not hear his cries, but went about her own business: she put everything in order, put the room in order, and then went to the table and picked up the pen.

"Beasts are not as good as beasts!"

The woman wrote four simple words, each stroke like an arrow, piercing through the darkness through the light and shooting straight into the heart of the black shadow. With dozens of strokes, the black shadow felt that he had been shot dozens of times by sharp arrows, each time it hurt more and more, and each time it drilled into his heart.

"Who is she saying, "Set sail ☆ no harm in the starry night?"

The shadow twitched in his heart, and his anger grew out for no reason, and the anger was so intense that it was almost unbearable for him to bear. He screamed and roared wildly, and he slammed his body against the ball of light, grabbed it with his hands, and used his mouth...

He was going to rush in, rush to the woman, and ask her well, Weishenme would write something like that, and against whom?

"If you don't want to kill him, I'm going to kill him!"

The black shadow felt scared, more afraid than he was afraid that those humans would be killed by the demon mosquitoes, he was afraid that the woman would suddenly disappear, and he was even more afraid that he would not be able to see her face until she disappeared.

All in vain. The shadow could not enter, and the woman could not see him, so after writing the words that puzzled him, the woman resolutely left the quiet room and disappeared into the darkness.

He wanted to chase it, but he couldn't. In the dark shijie, the scenery in each direction is exactly the same, or rather, there is no scenery at all.

The shadow fell silent, no longer trying to crash into the blob. He looked at the silent room, at the boy, until he came to his senses and saw the paper.

Then the shadow left again.

He didn't know that he weishenme did this, he didn't know that he weishenme had to wait for the teenager to see the letter, he just felt that he should do it, he had to do it.

When he saw the boy find the letter, the shadow breathed a sigh of relief and left silently.

"I should have a body, I should have a name, who am ....... ”

In the darkness, the black shadow opened its black eyes and drifted silently.

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