Chapter Ninety-Six: Concentric Road

The basement was empty, and a large tree stump in the center of the room, about three meters in diameter and three meters high, stood out. The bark ravines are vertical and horizontal, the bark has fallen off in a few places, and the light brown wood color is like a scar left by the years, Mingshu and Li Xiang both invariably remembered the vicissitudes of Grandpa Mei's face but firm, and their hearts were mixed. There was a doorway in the middle of the stump, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"This is just a small branch of Ju Yao, I asked Yu Wan for it, and we are going to go in. You have not yet been recognized by this world, do not speak after entering, otherwise you will be excluded from this world, listen to my prompts. Yang Mingtai's voice echoed in the empty basement, and seeing his younger siblings nodding, he walked towards the door first, and the moment his feet crossed the door line, the soft yellow light immediately lit up the doorway.

Wooden walls are within reach, and at the foot is a wooden ladder that seems to never end, and walking on it makes a hollow sound.

"What kind of place is this?" Li Xiang and Mingshu asked almost at the same time, and at the same time as the words fell, their feet fell into the air and fell downward. Li Xiang waved his arms, trying to grasp something, however, there was nothing around him but the boundless darkness. The despair and helplessness of crossing the endless void once again surfaced in Li Xiang's heart, and the feeling of falling rapidly magnified the fear, he felt that his brain had been filled with blood, and he couldn't think so much that his head seemed to explode, and his heart was pounding, about to burst through his chest. Am I going to die? Am I going to die? Am I really going to die? Li Xiang asked himself three times in a row, and grabbed his arm with one hand.

"Ninth brother, I'm here, I've caught you. Mingshu's voice was like sunshine falling on Li Xiang's heart, and he stretched out his other hand and grabbed Mingshu's arm.

"Sister. A tear escaped from Li Xiang's eyes, and he was like a helpless and wronged child at this time. Mingshu hugged Li Xiang tightly. "Sister is here, sister is here. Li Xiang's vacated hand seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and in the end, he still wrapped his hand around Mingshu's waist.

The two continued to fall, and the fear had not yet been completely dispelled from Li Xiang's heart, but at this moment, the warmth surging in his heart was trying to wrap his heart, isolating the uneasy emotions from his heart. Mingshu pillowed her chin on his shoulder and whispered softly in his ear: "Just now, I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to see you." ”

"Me too. Li Xiang's tears were a little uncontrollable, and they poured out in large pieces, dripping down her cheeks and falling on Mingshu's shoulders. When he was in his hometown, Li Xiang was not a crying boy, and in his memory, the only time he had emotional catharsis was the day he joined He Yafei's small group, when he was drunk. In just a few months in Jiuqiu, he has shed tears three times.

Time seems to be extended indefinitely, and the fall seems to never end. For a moment, Li Xiang even had a thought that he himself was deeply ashamed of - to let the fall never end.

I don't know how long it took, but the consciousness of the two people began to blur, but they heard someone in their ears asking, "Are you scared?

Li Xiang and Mingshu woke up, and they returned to the basement. At the entrance of the door of the stump, Yang Mingtai sat cross-legged, smiling at the two young people who were hugging each other tightly. Li Xiang and Mingshu hurriedly let go of each other, their faces were a little red, and they raised their hands and wiped their sleeves on their faces.

Before walking into the doorway, Yang Mingtai reminded again, "Don't speak." ”

In the passage of the wooden ladder, the footsteps of the three people were very messy at first, but after walking for a long time, they gradually converged. Li Xiang had no idea at all, and when he stepped into the doorway, time and distance seemed to be blurred, and he only knew that when they were in unison, the walls on both sides disappeared, the wooden ladder hung above the clouds, and the sea of clouds below, the clouds rolled up, like a rolling wave.

The wooden ladder is very wide, but on the suspended ladder, people will inevitably be a little panicked. Mingshu is a practitioner and is safe, but Li Xiang is just a thin ordinary young man, his steps are chaotic, and the two wooden walls within reach are back beside him.

"Look ahead, don't look at your feet. Yang Mingtai said.

Li Xiang tried his best to restrain the tension and fear in his heart, and when the sea of clouds appeared again, he tried his best to keep his eyes fixed on the back of his eldest brother's head, this time it was slightly better, and he took more than ten steps.

When the wall returned, Yang Mingtai's voice came: "We are walking in a fantasy world, and under our feet is a flat avenue. ”

Li Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, he was no longer nervous, and even kept looking at the sea of clouds. Every time you take a step down, the sea of clouds also takes a step back, and the distance between people and the sea of clouds has never changed. It turned out that this was really an illusion, he no longer looked at the sea of clouds, he looked at the back of his eldest brother and walked intently. The eldest brother's back seems to be demonic, and after staring at it for a long time, his body involuntarily begins to imitate. Mingshu was behind Li Xiang and imitated it. When the swing amplitude of the body and arms of the three people is the same, the sea of clouds no longer retreats, and even the "waves" in the tumbling clouds are frozen. Li Xiang felt that he was walking down at this time, and the previous feeling was more like stepping on a wooden ladder.

After walking about ten steps, the wooden ladder reached the end, and there was a flat straight road ahead. Yang Mingtai's footsteps did not pause in the slightest, he said: "Keep walking, no matter what happens, don't stop." ”

Despite Yang Mingtai's reminder, Li Xiang inevitably made a mistake, and as soon as he stepped forward, there was an endless dark void around him, and under his feet was the pencil made of building branches. He was startled as the scene of the previous fall in the darkness emerged, and he paused, and the three of them returned to the wooden ladder passage with the walls.

This time, Yang Mingtai didn't say anything to remind him, just walked forward silently, when Li wanted to step on the pencil again and enter the void, he no longer paused, every time he took a step, the pencil head would also stretch forward a step forward, and the feeling of standing still returned.

There was a singing voice in my ears, a slightly low and hoarse male voice. "The sky is blue with down and the grass covers the earth with a green quilt, and the rain of petals brought by the wind gently falls on my shoulders......"

With the singing, the dark void in Li Xiang's eyes began to have light and color. The darkness slowly faded, and the azure gradually took over the canopy, and the feathery white clouds crept to their feet, lest they disturb the three pedestrians on the ground. The pencil under his feet was hiding somewhere, and a straight avenue took its place. On both sides of the road is an endless grassland, where delicate wildflowers are dotted with grass in the east and west, and a gust of wind blows, bringing a rain of petals, fluttering and sprinkling. The scattered petals of the grass grew into a complete wildflower, and the flower soon occupied most of the field of vision, and it was the turn of the grass to contrast the delicate beauty of the flower. The wind once again brought up the petals, and the eyes were full of colors. When everything is silent, the extreme eyes look around, only the sea of flowers, at the end of the sea of flowers, is a towering giant tree, nine vigorous branches of the winding coil.

When Jianmu appeared, the earth quickly retreated with its "flower quilt", and after only a few steps, the giant tree that was just out of reach was already in front of him. When you get close, you can't see the whole picture of the tree, only a wooden wall with thousands of ravines, up and down, left and right, and you can't see the edge, and people under the wooden wall seem to be under the cliff.