I was awakened from despair by these three words, and at the same time realized how I was so stupid when I had just been given a solution. I really want to give myself the heaviest slap in the face and call myself a "stupid dog". Fortunately, his physical strength did not allow him to do such meaningless things.

Like a shot in the arm, I feel refreshed at this moment, even better than before. hugged Brother Hei and stood up, and padd his feet twice, so that Brother Hei's feet could also support the ground and save himself some strength. Because Brother Hei's love for me never let go for a moment, as a response to Brother Hei's love, I hugged him from behind. In fact, it's not that I can't carry Brother Hei on my back, it should be more effortless to carry it, but now I don't even dare to change my face against my face. I'm afraid that I won't be able to wake up again if the feeling of pain hits me again. Fortunately, Brother Hei is very light, and it is estimated that he is only thirty or forty pounds. And this time he had the ability to act, first tied Brother Hei's head with his face against his face, and then untied the rest of his upper body and wrapped his upper body a few times, and tied a dead knot by the way. It was very smooth, and it was estimated that it was done in less than a minute. Well, now my physical strength should be just a sick and weak old man. So let's find the next step.

But this direction problem made me a little blind, and there was only a fog of white flowers in the range of vision. This even reminds me of the panda black-and-white TV when I was a child, you obviously watched Channel 1, and you knew that it was playing into science, but the snowflakes on the screen couldn't make up for the content no matter how you watched it. By the way, it doesn't work to see with your eyes, so listen ... Or the murmur of the panda black and white TV... Am I having traveled into a TV set in the past 90 years? What happens if the TV is turned off? Quickly reminded himself to stop his thoughts from stepping on the banana peel.

Then use your sense of smell ... It stinks, and there's nothing else, so would this smell be a hint?

Try to feel it with your heart ... Ah~~~hiss~~~ It hurts too much, and my heart hurts, so I can't pay attention.

I really didn't have a trick, and I looked very weakly in the direction of Brother Hei, although I couldn't see Brother Hei, even if my eyes hurt at such a close distance, I could only see a little bit of the scarf around Brother Hei's mouth. asked, "Brother Hei, what should I do?" Brother Hei didn't speak, and it seems that Brother Hei doesn't know what to do.

Eh~ By the way, I thought of the way when I first met Brother Hei, Brother Hei walked in the wind. The wind, the direction of the wind, to be exact! How did Brother Hei come, I'll just go back. The direction that Brother Hei came from is the direction that Brother Hei came from, as long as Brother Hei is not the aborigines here, the direction that Brother Hei came from should be outside the fog. Although I think this kind of thinking logic is too child's play, but the road is simple, and you have to take action. Actually, it's not that I didn't think that the world is actually a fog, and the fog may exist all over the world. But you can't think about such a question now, and you have to pretend not to think about it when you think about it. And now there are only two things in the fog, one is the fog and the other is the wind. Although the wind was violent, it was actually blowing in one direction all the time. It may be very wide and flat, and the direction of the wind here seems to have never changed even so far, just like a signpost, pointing out the direction steadily. Then now just walk with the wind! So, Yang Fan! Set sail! Hahaha.

In the end, I didn't dare to laugh out loud, I couldn't be too happy, it was easy to consume physical strength, and I didn't know how long I would have to walk next. Setting out in the vast mist, I could feel my insignificance as small particles that formed the mist. However, it is really physical saving to be pushed by the wind, and I think it is possible to walk even while sleeping, as long as you maintain the rhythm of the mechanical lifting and lowering of the legs, this foggy world is surprisingly flat. After walking a little far, I was really curious about such a flat ground, and I began to check the ground every hour or so, until my physical strength reminded me that if I squatted down again, I might not be able to stand up again. I found that the ground was really too flat. As if it had been deliberately artificial, at first I even wondered if I was on top of a sea with ice under my feet, so it was so flat. I can grab a thin layer of ash on the ground that doesn't feel the weight at all, and I'm sure it's not snow. And this ash should be the particulate matter in the air, that is, the body of the fog. So, can these things be inhaled into the body? It turns out that this is what Brother Hei meant to cover his mouth, but this thing seems to be very small. Can this scarf be blocked, it looks like it's just a scarf made of ordinary coarse wool. Thinking about it, I raised my hand to pull the scarf on my mouth and nose, trying to turn it over to see if it was due to my breath that had revealed two white spots. But as soon as I tore off a little bit, that is, the nostrils may have just been exposed, and I almost didn't pull it directly. All physical discomfort is multiplied and suddenly increased. Fortunately, the scarf was tied tightly enough before, and as soon as my hand was loosened, the scarf bounced back in. But this time it choked me enough, and I just felt death inexplicably, although I thought I had been hovering on the edge of death. But it was just then that I really experienced death for the first time. I was in a cold sweat and gasping for air. Holding his body for half an hour, he gritted his teeth and pretended to forget all the sensations just now. I even continued what I was doing, reaching out and feeling the temperature of the ground, which was not as cold as zero degrees, but about ten degrees Celsius like the air here. I also tried to grind with my feet against the ground for an hour or two in a row, and there was no obstruction at all... Then I started to panic again, it didn't make sense so could I still get out. I wanted to deceive myself that there would be no large objects blocking the direction of the wind, such as mountains, such as buildings. There is also no effect of temperature differences, so that the direction can always be the same. In the end, it was still my most loyal physical strength that repeatedly reminded me to give up thinking about these things, this is a magical place, and everything should not be judged by common sense. The only thing I can do now is go down and get out of here before I fall completely. Finally I made up my mind to shut down my neurotic, inadequate brain. When you close your eyes, you just need to lift your feet and lower your feet mechanically.

The road has always been like someone behind me urging me to hurry up, pushing me, and it was really easy to walk. I'm not sure if the strange wind ever changed direction, but the magnitude of the wind certainly never changed. I even thought I must have been walking and sleeping at the same time, and I slept for at least an hour. If it weren't for the terrible pain, he might have been able to sleep for 10 hours while walking. But in fact, how is it possible, not to mention the physical pain, even if you are in this strange space with visibility less than one meter, psychological anxiety will definitely not be able to sleep peacefully, and the short slumber just now is completely unbearable, and it is very likely that you will never wake up again.

I had just woken up and regained a little thinking ability, and I unconsciously began to pretend that the thrust master began to analyze this and think about that, and by the way, I thought about what to eat for a while. When I thought about something to eat, I realized that I was neither hungry nor thirsty now, I must have been in for a long time. Even if it's not breakfast time yet, but when you encounter the current situation where your physical strength will be overdrawn at any time, it is a struggle that is worse than death, and you turn over with all your strength, and you are not thirsty when your physical strength is exhausted like this. Maybe it's really not dinner yet. Now I am being pushed by the wind, but the pain in my body does not let me go for a moment. In order to stay sober, I don't know what else to do but think about it. Besides, there are many things that I don't dare to think about, such as how far the fog boundary is, such as whether there is a way to make a mark so as not to get lost, because maybe I am just going around in circles now, and for example, even if the pain does not make me faint in pain, will it cause numbness all over my body (because now I have begun to feel that my five senses seem to be disappearing little by little) and eventually lose my mobility. So I began to rely on what I should wish to make if I met a magic lamp or dragon that could help people fulfill their wishes. And this place that can bring pain to the soul, this only foggy world, this flat ground, and the black brother, even this scarf, etc., are all mysteries! It's enough for me to think about it for a long time, and as long as I stop the pessimistic thoughts in time, I feel like I can go on all day if I keep this way of acting.

Sometimes people can't analyze the answer, but action can. Although I can't figure out anything, I'm still using that messy brain to continue to think about things. But I didn't stop for a moment, after all, it was effortless, just like breathing. I don't know how long it took to walk in a daze, but I guess it must have been more than 8 hours, but I still didn't feel hungry or thirsty, but my legs didn't become so smooth. After another long walk, I didn't know if the end of my life came first or the end of the fog was nearer, and I opened my eyes to see if there was any change around me. I found that I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't smell my nose, and my mouth seemed to be a little open, and now I had a strange feeling all over my body, that is, a part of my body seemed to have turned into a paste like my brain. It seems to have glued everything that can be moved, and then as time goes on, after a while, the sticky thing dries like glue, and you may not even be able to move your legs anymore. At this point, my panic took over the high ground again, and I felt like I was suddenly breaking down and even going crazy. I started to exert force on my feet, and then I actually started running, I didn't understand how it worked, but I just ran and I felt like I was still fast. But no matter how fast I ran, it seemed that fear was always clinging to me, and if it weren't for the glued eyes, I would have been crying at this time.

Because I always run by the wind, I just keep running, running in a weird high leg-raising posture. I had the illusion that time was going by, and I might have been running for a long, long time. This time I couldn't use my brain that always likes to go off track, so I guess it's finally a complete shutdown. At this point, I have long forgotten where I am, who I am, and what I am going to do. I'm like an emotionless running machine, just running all the time. There is no destination at all, running is my destination.