How do you get out of this exhibition hall?

Zhan Jingyi slowly went deep into the exhibition hall like this, looking at the exhibition of these paper people and paper works, if these are really not composed of living people or living monsters, then this can really be regarded as a handicraft.

But when I looked around, I couldn't find the way out, as if there was no door here.

Zhan Jingyi slowly walked around the entire exhibition hall, while carefully looking at everything here.

As he walked, he frowned slightly and said, "The feeling I feel here is very real, but I don't know why." ”

"I still, I think it's fake......"

"What if, you can, just demolish this place?"

"But some, it seems, it's too barbaric."

Zhan Jingyi returned to the place where he first came in, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and looked at the wall next to him, he carefully observed the texture and materials here, they all seemed to be real, and he could even smell the paint on it.

But as his mental power was concentrated to a certain extent, gradually, a feeling of unreality emerged......

"You're fake, this place is fake."

"I'm having a problem with my cognitive skills, so I just need to get myself back to normal cognitive ......"

As he spoke, Zhan Jingyi suddenly stretched out his hand, instilled spiritual power in his hand, and grabbed at the wall.

The wall was tough to the touch, but he gripped it hard, like his fingers digging into the mud.

As he did this, suddenly, it was as if the entire space vibrate.

Zhan Jingyi didn't care about anything else, just his expression was slightly tightened, he picked it down hard, and then tore it outward.

……

"Boom!"

When Zhan Jingyi grabbed a part of the wall hard and tore it outward.

Something seemed to be in his mind, and suddenly it became chaotic, as if it had exploded all at once.

And this feeling of bursting appeared in my mind, as if oil was boiling in a pot.

It's as if something has been shattered by my own persistence and seriousness, and a certain thought has become unimpeded in an instant.

At the same time, the entire wall, in his pupils, reflected a dark red light.

The material of the wall he was holding in his hand changed color instantly, turning dark red.

And the real touch that was before is quickly disappearing.

Soon, this change, like if you were stepping on a thin layer of ice, caused a point to shatter, and that shatter spread outwards with great speed.

Then, you will find that with this spread, you end up causing the entire ice surface to crumble completely.

Eventually, you'll see something different.

……

The exhibition hall where Zhan Jingyi is located is gradually disappearing, slowly, from real, to blurred, and then slowly dissolved.

Eventually, everything in front of me slowly turned into a dark red glow.

Moreover, this light is still gradually becoming transparent, clear, shattered, and dissipating little by little into the surrounding air.

It was as if it was a dream shattered, and everything, before his eyes, became illusory and unreal.

Then, Zhan Jingyi found that he was standing on a hill at this time.

The moon hangs in the sky, but from here, it seems to be dark and unfamiliar, and when you turn your head, you can faintly see the bright world outside through a thin film, but there seems to be a sense of isolation between them.

"Is it really just an illusion?"

Zhan Jingyi took a deep breath, and saw that not far away, there was an incomparably thick blood-red giant tree.

It took five or six people to carry the trunk of this giant tree, each branch was the size of a millstone, and the rhizome at the root of the tree was as thick as a python, running through the depths of the mountain rocks, and I didn't know where it would lead.

The branches and leaves of the giant tree are quite luxuriant, the branches are thick and knotted, the long branches extend outward, and the most strange thing is that there seem to be a lot of paper figures hanging on the branches, dense, like grape trellises full of strange fruits.

The fruit is stacked on top of each other, and at first glance it looks like an upside-down ocean of decay hanging in the dark, spreading out from the end of the field of vision, and the sight makes the scalp tingle.

At the same time, Zhan Jingyi also found that at the top of the giant tree, the vines were wound into a high platform, and on the platform, there was indeed a scarlet coffin.

And not far from the big red coffin, there is also a boxy black sedan chair.

……

And with the arrival of Zhan Jingyi, on the trunk of the tree, the dark red muscle tissue that seemed to have been stripped of its skin parted to both sides, and an old human face squeezed out.

At the same time, the paper figures hanging on the tree and swaying back and forth with the wind seem to have suddenly changed, and it seems that they have really become real people hanging on the tree.

As soon as I looked up, the paper figures hanging on the trees were densely packed, as if their bodies were convulsive, and they looked particularly straight, as if they were trying to make a final struggle when they were hanging.

"Lotus" "Lotus"......

These paper figures hanging from the trees had a complex sound in their throats that was difficult to discern.

The half-open eyes of those paper figures had been completely opened at this time, revealing their hollow eye sockets.

Their eye sockets are full of deep hollows, and there are no eyeballs.

And there is a hollow darkness in it, and out of the darkness emerges a substantial force of pain, spewing madness.

At this moment, the branches of this giant tree were still stretching hard, and the branches and leaves alone almost covered an area of more than a hundred meters.

A tree seems to hold up a forest, and at the end of each branch, the appearance of those paper figures is distorted and changed.

Every paper figure, the skin is as blood-red as if it has been peeled, and from the perspective of Zhan Jingyi Station, there is even blood oozing outward.

"Hello, can you talk? I didn't want to be your enemy. ”

Zhan Jingyi frowned, looking at the giant tree in front of him, looking at the big red coffin on the top of the giant tree, hoping to communicate.

"What are you going to talk about?"

The monster, which looked like a giant tree, came the voice of an old man.

"These paper figures here are all made by real people, can you let them go?"

"Just let them go...... I'll leave. ”

"Isn't it good for us to live together peacefully if we don't disturb each other?"

Hearing his words, the giant tree of flesh and blood swayed its branches in the air, making a "whoosh" and "whoosh" sound.

"Why are you commanding me?"

"Only the great paper empress is qualified to command me."

"And you, such a lowly life, can only become my collection."

The next moment, the flesh-and-blood giant tree seemed to be a little disdainful of continuing to communicate with Zhan Jingyi.

In its eyes, compared to it, Zhan Jingyi was as small as an ant.

When the voice sounded, seventy or eighty vines floating in the air fell down at the same time.

You can see the paper figure at the end of the vine falling to the ground like raindrops.

The distorted facial features and empty eye sockets of these paper figures soon came densely in front of Zhan Jingyi.

……

Seeing this scene, Zhan Jingyi sighed, he still had to fight first, and he stepped heavily on the ground.

Where the soles of the feet fell, a circle of invisible spiritual power fluctuated, instantly spreading outward.

Suddenly, the air in this piece seemed to have a change in gravity, a gravity spirit force field.

"Whoa......

All the vines that rushed to Zhan Jingyi's body were blocked out by an invisible force.

Zhan Jingyi's spiritual power kept spreading outward, refusing them to come to him.

However, this time, the power of the giant tree is too strong, and there are too many of these vines.

Soon, there were paper figures hanging on the branches, and with the blessing of the power of the giant tree, little by little, slowly, infiltrated into the force field.

These paper figures had a hideous smile on their faces, and their palms slowly grabbed Zhan Jingyi's body.

Soon, the paper man approached Zhan Jingyi, and slowly seemed to merge into his body.

With a weird smile on his face, the paper man seemed to have some kind of will, desperately plunging into the depths of Zhan Jingyi's body.

It seems that in his body, he is still sucking his flesh and blood to make himself grow rapidly, and trying to influence, or even seize control of this body.

All kinds of indescribable feelings, like ink, were dyed on Zhan Jingyi's spirit, slowly covered.

At this time, Zhan Jingyi suddenly woke up, it turned out that these living people were all made into paper figures in this way.

All this he is experiencing now should be the process that these real people have experienced before.

As he savored the strange taste that these paper figures had brought to him, he did not react for a full two seconds.

This body has been very strange since its resurrection, and its strange self-healing ability is too strong to describe.

Like at this moment, even if these paper figures are desperately assimilating themselves, he feels that as long as he exerts his strength, these paper figures are simply like some viruses in the body, which can be easily killed by himself.

Like now, even if you don't have to take the initiative to do anything, beside him, all the paper people who want to integrate into their bodies, those hideous expressions, and distorted facial features, are gradually occupied by an expression of horror and fear.

Because it was discovered that the blood and spiritual force field in this body, like an insecticide to them, was gradually killing their giant tree will in the paper figures.

These paper figures even began to take the initiative to stay away from Zhan Jingyi.

But, since you are here, you want to go like this, how can it be so easy!