Chen Rulong lowered his head and shrank his head like an ostrich with a mournful expression, his eyes dull and numb.

The fluctuation of the spirit made Chen Rulong's energy begin to be unstable, and the restless energy generated a magnetic field, and a crackling weak current appeared around him, and the dust and leaves were conductively floating, flying around Chen Rulong's side.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell the difference between real and fake, maybe I'm crazy, you're all normal people."

Chen Rulong's eyes gradually became sluggish, and the power of the origin became restless.

If a cultivator was present, he could see that there were golden powers, sky-swallowing spiders, and nameless phantoms on top of Chen Rulong's head alternately, proving that his spirit was about to be completely occupied by negative emotions at this moment.

When Chen Rulong's eyes became more and more dim, Li Xiang hugged Chen Rulong's head and whispered in her ear: "Little brother, don't be afraid, sister has always been by your side." ”

"Whether it's true or fake, everything doesn't matter, sister, as long as you're healthy."

"Living in the world, we will inevitably experience all kinds of pressure, and there will be many psychological problems, and no one can avoid it."

"If the world in the fantasy can make you happier, it doesn't matter if you are immersed in the fantasy world."

Li Xiang's low voice of relief made Chen Rulong's stimulated tendency to gradually calm down.

After inheriting the power of a variety of origins, Chen Rulong's emotions gradually became difficult to control, as if he was a sports car with a brake line cut off, and once he rushed out of control, it was difficult to turn back.

At the moment of the crash at top speed, fortunately, Li Xiang was blocked as a soft airbag, and Chen Rulong was not killed in this car accident.

After calming down, Chen Rulong remembered the words of the Yunding Immortal.

When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and the truth is false.

It doesn't matter if it's true or not, what matters is what you should do in the future.

Now, with my own ability, I want to find the reason for the appearance of the illusion and understand the truth of it, but I can't do it at all, and the more entangled, the more painful it is.

It's better to forget about these for the time being, live well, and wait for yourself to complete the power of the origin, or the day you meet your grandfather, all your questions can be answered.

Chen Rulong stood up, took a few deep breaths and slowly exhaled, spit out the depression in his chest, barely cheered up, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sister Xiang, thank you for comforting me." ”

"It's fine."

Li Xiang patted the dirt on Chen Rulong's body, and said with a smile: "Next time I cry my nose, when my sister coaxes you again, bear with it, don't poke me again." ”

When he boarded, Chen Rulong's face turned red, and he lowered his head and got into the car with Li Xiang.

After getting in the car, Fu Xi's childlike heart swept away the noise of the past, and sat beside Chen Rulong very well-behaved, "Actually, it's okay if you ignore me, it's okay to treat me as an illusion, in short, don't be like that man, get into the cement mixer by yourself." ”

Chen Rulong rubbed Fu Xi's childlike head, "I won't." I had too much fun at the amusement park today, and I'll take you to a bigger amusement park and a beach for two days. ”

For the next two days, the sun was shining and the wind was beautiful, and the three of them had a great time.

Chen Rulong also gradually let go of his knots, and before he was ready to set off on the third day, he was already full of energy and energy.

Before leaving, the craftsman's body was covered by this bamboo basket, and he was holding a bamboo and wooden cane in his hand, like a village old man picking up dung.

Li Xiang asked: "Old man, where is the origami village, I will send a plane to send you there?" ”

"No need, old man, I have my own mount."

The craftsman whistled at the door, and not far away the sound of tuk tuk hooves sounded, and a strange-looking donkey, dragging a cart with a shed, walked through the traffic and walked towards the door of Nebula Technology.

The strange thing is that so many people passing by seem to be unable to see the donkey and the carriage, and they are still driving normally.

When he got closer, Chen Rulong felt that the donkey was a little creepy.

On the huge head, red, green, and green colored paper is made up of different parts, and through the gaps in the paste, you can see the bamboo strips and straw ropes that serve as the skeleton inside.

The carriage behind the donkey, the rim is made of bamboo strips, and the central winch wheel is tied with straw rope, which looks like a funeral object made of paper shop.

can make such a bunch of things run, it can be seen that the craftsman's methods are strange and extraordinary.

Chen Rulong asked in surprise: "Grandpa Craftsman, how did you do it?" ”

"Boy, the skills are not spread, the sea is not exposed, what you asked is a taboo in the rivers and lakes."

Seeing this, Chen Rulong didn't ask any more.

Li Xiang also looked at the strange donkey cart curiously, "What a delicate design, this load-bearing structure can support the weight of an adult, it's a miracle!" ”

When it was time to separate again, Chen Rulong and Li Xiang got into the car after hugging shallowly.

"Sister Xiang, during my absence, remember not to offend people easily, and wait for me to come back."

"Got it, your sister is waiting at home."

The donkey cart ran forward slowly, and the smell of bamboo, wood and paper in the sedan chair was a little strong, which made Chen Rulong feel particularly uncomfortable.

I remember that the sewing mother-in-law liked to use it before, and it was also this set of tricks, would the craftsman have anything to do with the sewing mother-in-law?

Fu Xi sat beside Chen Rulong, and waited for the car to run forward for an hour, she muttered: "All the curtains in the trunk are covered, and they are not breathable at all, and people are about to suffocate." ”

Chen Rulong stretched out his hand to help Li Xiang open the curtain.

At the moment when the sedan curtain was lifted, Chen Rulong saw the pitch-black cracks flowing outside, distorting the scenery like Van Gogh's paintings, and the strange land light scene that did not belong to the three-dimensional world, the chaos and weirdness were simply difficult to describe in words.

Vomit –

The feeling of time and space confusion made Chen Rulong's face pale and retching.