In the shadows, a shadow shuttled quickly.

After a long time, Qianying poked her head out of the shadows, and after observing the surroundings vigilantly, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, it seems that the ability of the Shadow Stalker is still not in the environment, at least in this field full of black shadows, it is indeed too easy to use, even better than the White Tiger Bloodline, and why did my White Tiger Bloodline disappear? Is it because of the strange building that Cheng Xiao called Luluye, or Lalaye? So why is the Shadow Stalker, whom I have already abandoned, still there? Never mind. Wu Jie, although his mental state is somewhat problematic, his vision is indeed not bad. Come on, there's no danger here. ”

Zhao Yingkong came out of the shadows with a kerosene lamp, and the last sentence was naturally said to the person who followed her.

Zhao Yingkong's voice fell, and Zhang Heng, who had a wooden face, also came out.

"Where do we go next?" Zhao Yingkong lifted the kerosene lamp and looked at it, and said, "The consumption of kerosene lamps is very serious. It seems that walking in the shadows consumes more lamp oil, Zhang Heng, you have something to say! ”

Zhang Heng glanced up at Zhao Yingkong, and then lowered his head without saying a word.

"I'm fucking!" Zhao Yingkong scolded in a low voice, she once thought that there would be no more annoying guy than Zhang Heng in this world, chattering nonsense, the weird aura that can bring people into the ditch no matter what the environment, although there is no intention of wading in birds, but it is the broken mouth that likes to joke about herself.

Pretending to be an amorous wanderer all day long, in fact, the guy who has even touched the girl's hand can only force two sentences on his lips.

Zhao Yingkong once thought that the Zhang Heng she knew was the most annoying guy in the world, but facts speak louder than words, and she finally knows what kind of person will be more annoying than Zhang Heng.

- That's another Zhang Heng.

Looking at this guy who couldn't let out a fart for a long time, Zhao Ying's air didn't come out, and his original impression of his honesty has gradually changed to [Does this person have autism].

"I'll admit, I've started to miss that broken mouth of yours. At least he wouldn't be so dull along the way, like moving with a mummy. ”

If Zhang Heng is here, then at least Zhang Heng's crazy and funny behavior can powerfully dispel the oppressive atmosphere brought by the dead and silent environment.

People who don't have Zhang Heng, or who don't get a suitable Zhang Heng, have to bear much more things than others, such as zero point, and this poor man is almost unable to distinguish himself. Li Xiaoyi is better than Zero Point because of his own characteristics, but if he doesn't find his own kerosene lamp in time, the end will definitely be extremely miserable.

In fact, even if he found a kerosene lamp, because of Zhang Heng, Li Xiaoyi also paid a pair of eyes and a lot of SAN value as a price.

Zhao Yingkong is relatively good, although the Zhang Heng she was assigned is not too reliable, but Zhao Yingkong is not the same as others, she has the essential power to fight against weirdness.

Looking at the wooden Zhang Heng behind him, Zhao Yingkong rubbed his temples in pain, the current Zhang Heng can't say that he has a lump of wood, this is a pure autistic person!

In addition to being able to fight back with the bow and arrow in his hand when he encounters danger, and not to carry an oil bottle without too much trouble, it is useless otherwise.

He didn't even say anything, let alone adjust the atmosphere, even if he analyzed the rules, it didn't matter!

Where to go has become Zhao Yingkong's biggest difficulty at present.

She couldn't remember when she was separated from most of them, just like an ordinary person would never be able to clearly realize when she fell asleep, and before she knew it, the dream came.

Looking up, there was no starlight in sight, and the sky was like a dark curtain that obscured all the light.

In desperation, Zhao Yingkong could only carry the kerosene lamp in his hand and take the self-closing Zhang Heng and move quietly in the dark alley. The alley was so quiet that it was abnormally silent, and Zhao Yingkong could even clearly hear the heartbeat of himself and Zhang Heng.

This is an extremely abnormal situation, even on a quiet night, it is impossible not to have even the slightest sound, and the sound of the wind and the slight movement of the leaves is also ten decibels, and it is absolutely impossible not to make a single sound. More than one experiment has long proven that absolute silence is no less than hell for humans, and that no matter what it is, it should not go to the extreme path.

At this moment, what Zhao Yingkong wants most is not a teammate, but an opponent who can make her fight.

This kind of weird scene where there is nothing, not even the sound of breathing and heartbeat of myself and my teammates, and there is no extra sound is really difficult.

"We've got to do something, don't care what we do, we've got to do something anyway." Zhao Yingkong said these words to Zhang Heng behind him violently, but unfortunately in exchange for a yellow joke that could give Zhao Yingkong a reason to beat Zhang Heng, it was a long silence.

Zhao Yingkong stared at Zhang Heng deadly, it was very bad, it didn't disappear, and there was no change.

She would rather Zhang Heng make some noise for her now, no matter what it is, as long as it is movement, anyway, as long as it is moving.

"I can't stand it. Why don't you turn on the gene lock and simulate other people's minds? ”

Zhao Yingkong was a little hesitant, she actually didn't trust the mental simulation of the third-order gene lock, because of herself, her third-order gene lock had always had some flaws.

If it is the control of one's own energy, then Zhao Yingkong is actually no different from other people's third-order gene locks, but if it involves topics such as thinking simulation, brain and mental personality, then there will be trouble.

Just when Zhao Yingkong was about to take the risk and try it, an extremely crisp voice sounded.

This sound is very small, but to Zhao Yingkong, who is quiet enough to hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat, it is no less than the wake-up alarm clock of SpongeBob SquarePants's house.

Zhao Yingkong held her breath, controlled her heartbeat, and quietly touched the source of the sound, and where, Zhao Yingkong saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

There is a building complex that exists in a small space that is extremely inconsistent with the human cognitive model, and this distorted feeling of stuffing a huge building into an extremely small space also has a feeling of serious discomfort for normal people, and human spatial perception makes it impossible to accept this distorted architectural form.

[Human beings have been curious about natural phenomena since very ancient times, and the stars are one of them. Ancient sorcerers began to priest, dance, tortoiseshell, or offer sacrifices to the stars in the hope of gaining His attention. But the stars do not look at them because of these actions, their size can never attract Him in the depths of the stars, they are not qualified, and . . . They didn't dare, he hid in the depths of the stars, they turned into stars to avoid Xuanhuang, and when Xuanhuang fell, the stars returned to their places, and they would come again. 】

(End of chapter)