There is a saying that the human body will enter a temporary state of weakness after an excessive startle or a large amount of adrenaline secretion in a moment.

For example, Wan Kongming's body was a little weak when he first saw the paper figure in front of him, and then there was a sense of powerlessness.

After all, although he has lived here for more than ten years, he has never seen these strange paper figures in his impression.

And in Wan Kongming's memory, what he saw from childhood to adulthood was either a kind grandmother or an enthusiastic meat seller, and the uncle or aunt next door who greeted him with a smile, so the situation should have happened that he didn't know what happened. In this way, it seems that the world is revealing his mystery to Wan Kongming.

Although Wan Kongming, who thought of this, had a little expectation, he was soon interrupted by sorrow. While the good thing now is that it's a fantasy world, the bigger problem is that in this world you never know which one will come first, the unexpected or tomorrow.

It's like now, when Wan Kongming goes out of bed with his eyes open, the world of good guys has changed. He suddenly remembered a stalk from his previous life, and when he woke up, he turned out to be the enemy of the world.

However, putting aside the miscellaneous thoughts, Wan Kongming was now thinking about whether the current situation would threaten his life, although he had crossed it, he didn't know if he would cross it again. After all, life is not something that can be gambled on casually, and everything is done carefully without a percentage.

At present, although Wan Kongming's body is temporarily a little weak after being frightened, it does not affect Wan Kongming's brain thinking, on the contrary, Wan Kongming's brain can fly more calmly and steadily after being stimulated. This is one of the advantages of Wan Kongming in his previous life, he can always let himself calm down quickly and think about problems. Because for him in his previous life, every minute and second of his life was precious, and he had to spend his time and energy on solving problems.

Then Wan Kongming began to think, If he is the protagonist in these decades, he has not found anything abnormal.

Well, there are only two possibilities for this situation at present, the first is that something happens to the people in the city overnight, for example, all of them have become paper people. Or rather, he was blinded by the control of some kind of monster. But it seems a bit unrealistic, if something happened, then why is he okay?

Under the inference of the first case, it should be impossible to have a survivor unless this is a game specifically aimed at himself, but Wan Kongming fell into confusion again. Because I'm just a teenager, what's worth targeting? Or that there is something that you don't know, or that you have something in yourself that the other person needs.

If the situation of the first reasoning is not correct, then Wan Kongming also considered the second situation.

According to his previous life, his current condition is called cognitive impairment. Or maybe in another world, his cognition has been tampered with or blinded.

Because if he didn't have clear memory details, then he should have been living with these paper people for ten years. Now there must be something different, there is a factor that has changed all this, and eighty percent of it is self-inflicted.

Wan Kongming frowned slightly, thinking carefully about each clue. In this way, Wan Kongming is very calm, after all, if it was yesterday, he might have panicked, but today he is different, a person who has been flexible for nearly thirty years will clearly know how to think about the problem.

After thinking about it, Wan Kongming only got one answer that he needed most and needed, that is, he was safe.

Of course, for now.

And today's appearance is a big factor, thinking about it so much, Wan Kongming sighed.

Rather than waiting here or reasoning by yourself, it is better to see for yourself.

Wan Kongming opened the door again, and the ugly paper man in front of the door looked at the others like that, but Wan Kongming at least didn't feel killing intent or malice or anything. This indirectly verifies that he is safe for the time being, and I don't know if it is the reason for reincarnation, Wan Kongming can vaguely feel that the current paper figure exudes a familiar spiritual fluctuation and kindness.

This feeling is very strange, it reminds Wan Kongming of his grandmother who often greets him, and then look at the clothes of the paper people, although they are made of paper, they are also very familiar.

It seems that eight or nine are not far from ten, and then Wan Kongming walked out of the door. He walked very slowly, and the paper figures on the street he confirmed felt familiar to him, but the strange paper faces were very strange.

Wan Kongming had a complicated feeling, if it didn't change overnight, then the world was the way it was. Suddenly, he had a false sense of the world, and he didn't even know whether the "people" who lived with him day and night were alive or not.

Before he knew it, he was walking through a deserted street. Out of the street in front of the door, there were no more paper figures on the road, only the white mist in the abandoned houses.

Is that a ghost? Or the soul? Wan Kongming didn't know, but he could see the city wall not far away, and Wan Kongming came to a doorway.

From the door, there was a city outside, and it seemed that he was in the inner city, but there was no lighting outside.

Wan Kongming tried to walk outside, but a white light stopped him and gently pushed him back.

After trying a few more times, Wan Kong Ming had to give up, it seemed that there was something or some kind of existence that prevented him from going out, and Wan Kong Ming could feel the evil and cursed aura outside the Dao.

It was an uncomfortable breath.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Kongming actually walked to the butcher shop again, "Dangdang!" The sound of the chopping board came.

"Could it be that the king butcher is not a paper man?" With a little curiosity and expectation, Wan Kongming walked over slowly.

As a result, he was also a little disappointed when he saw the king butcher, this is still a paper man, but a little chubby. However, Wan Kongming has reason to suspect that this fat is also designed to be closer to the image of the butcher, and he doesn't know how to explain it, but when Wan Kongming went to feel the butcher Wang, he seemed to feel that his soul was not a fat man.

Immediately after that, Wan Kongming paid attention to the empty board of the Dao King Butcher, but he didn't have time to think about it, and Wan Kongming's mind only had the sound of the King Butcher's knife at a certain moment.

"When, when!" Like the big bell of the Hong Brigade, gradually Wan Kongming found himself in a golden ocean, and huge sword lights continued to fly.

Wan Kongming felt very uncomfortable, every drop of water in the ocean here seemed to be composed of a cold knife intent.

Just when Wan Kongming was in pain, he only heard a loud shout. "Wake up!"

Wankong suddenly woke up and found that he was standing in place without moving, and he broke out in a cold sweat in horror.

Wan Kongming looked back in the direction where the voice came from.

An old man in a white-haired Taoist uniform was looking at him with a smile.