Darkness was like water, surrounding Don Juan.

There is no mystery like night in the past, and there is no peace when you close your eyes.

It's the ultimate black, but it's not the ultimate beauty.

Because there is no other color to set off the black, it is too depressing.

It's so depressing that you want to run away.

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"Where is this?"

Don Juan looked at the darkness in front of him and couldn't help but stretch out his hand, trying to find the end of this darkness.

When the eye loses its function, the responsibility of detecting the outside world naturally falls to the limbs.

It doesn't even take a thought, it just does.

Don Juan waved his hands lightly, like a very unskilled fisherman, awkwardly manipulating the pair of wooden oars.

It's funny.

"Why don't you try your true qi?"

At this moment, a somewhat indistinguishable voice suddenly sounded from Don Juan's sky, and then gently echoed in Don Juan's ear.

Don Juan was suddenly stunned, only to see his hands that he had raised into the air slowly falling, and finally returned to his sides.

"Can you see me?"

Don Juan did not immediately follow this kind reminder from this unfamiliar voice, but asked softly.

Hearing Don Juan's words, the voice was obviously a little more surprised: "Why do you think that?"

"I heard laughter. Although he didn't know who the owner of the voice was, he had a partner with whom he could communicate, and he finally felt a little at ease.

The voice laughed, "I can see you." ”

"But I can't see you? Maybe there's something wrong with my eyes. ”

"There's nothing wrong with your eyes, he's bright and beautiful. ”

"Like the stars in the depths of the distant sky. ”

Hearing the praise in that voice, Don Juan didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Don Juan said: "Since there is no problem with my eyes, why is it that my eyes are full of darkness, but I can't see you?"

Sensing the location of the sound, Don Juan moved slightly, trying to get closer to the place where the sound came from.

"No one can see anything in pure darkness, just as you can't see the light of the stars in the daytime. ”

"It's just that you're used to the sun's rays, that's why you're uncomfortable with the darkness. ”

The voice chuckled softly, not knowing if it was because of Don Juan's funny actions at the moment, or because of his ignorance.

Hearing this, Don Juan's originally flustered heart gradually calmed down.

"So where are you?" asked Don Juan.

"Saints are saints because they don't see everything with this pair of eyes. ”

"In the eyes of those who practice swords, the turbulence of the sea is a sword, and the waning moon hanging in the night is also a sword"

"Do you think that the eyes of a mortal can catch this from all things?"

At this moment, I only heard that voice suddenly become heavy, and patiently told some things about kendo.

"But I'm practicing knives. ”

And Don Juan's answer at this moment was like a piece of rotten wood, very wooden.

"You're only a knife-wielder, like a woodcutter. ”

Hearing Don Juan's somewhat plausible answer, the voice was not annoyed, but chuckled.

"Better than the woodcutter," Don Juan retorted after hearing the mockery of the mysterious voice.

The mysterious voice asked with some curiosity, "Where is the strength?"

"The knife used is more expensive, after all, it is the knife used by the Black Dragon Immortal back then. ”

"It's the same night pot, and the mortal night pot naturally can't be compared with the emperor's use. ”

Don Juan said as he reached for the scabbard that hung from his waist.

It's better to have a knife in your hand than nothing at all.

But he forgot that from the very beginning of his entry, he had not heard the crisp bells ring.

So when his hand touched the air around his waist, Don Juan's body suddenly stopped moving.

The knife was gone, and he didn't even notice it in the slightest.

At this time, the mysterious voice saw that Don Juan suddenly lost his voice, and pretended to be puzzled and said, "What's wrong?"

"The knife is gone. ”

Without the slightest disguise, Don Juan said.

"It doesn't matter, it's not your knife anyway. ”

The mysterious voice laughed, not at all as if it was not a little surprised.

"That's the knife used by the immortals, and it's a pity to lose some of it. ”

Don Juan sighed, and although he felt a little sorry, he was not too sad.

I saw that he did not continue to walk forward, but slowly sat on the ground.

The reason why he dared to move forward before was because he was sure that he had a weapon enough to protect himself.

But now that the knife is gone, in such an unknown environment, he can only do it, and he can only wait in place.

After all, this mysterious voice doesn't seem to have any intentions on itself so far.

Thinking of this, Don Juan raised his head and asked, "Then how do you get out of here?" ”

"Like I said, why don't you look around with your real anger? ”

The mysterious voice did not tell Don Juan the answer, but once again persuaded him to use his true qi to probe the surroundings.

"I'm afraid you'll follow the trajectory of my true qi and come and hit me. ”

After Don Juan finished speaking, he habitually blinked, but found that he couldn't see anything.

Hearing this, the mysterious voice couldn't help but be silent for a while, and then said, "You have many enemies?"

"Pretty much, I've been a thief for a while. ”

"It's the kind of thief that everybody shouts and beats. ”

Don Juan scratched his head and said with some distraction.

"But have you ever thought about one thing? ”

A mysterious voice said suddenly.

"What?"

"Even if you don't release your true qi, I can hit you. ”

"As I said before, I can see you. ”

There was no emotion in that voice, which made Don Juan unable to understand for a moment whether he was sarcastic about himself.

"What a liar does best is make the other side believe his words. ”

Don Juan smiled and said, "Especially in this environment, I really can't believe your words. ”

"Well, do you know what I just did?"

The mysterious voice was silent for a moment, and finally replied, "You were looking for me just now." ”

"And then?" Don Juan continued.

"Then you didn't find me, and you stayed where you were. ”

"That's right. Don Juan nodded, though he didn't know if the other party could see him.

Hearing Don Juan's affirmation, the mysterious voice seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Then you should always believe that I have no ill will towards you." ”

"It stands to reason that this is indeed the case. ”

"But?" the voice seemed to guess the turn Don Juan was about to say, and spoke first.

"However, the corpse at my feet seems to tell me that once you release your true qi, you will come and kill me. ”

Yes, from the moment Don Juan took the first step, he was counting every step he took.

Finally, on the thirteen-hundredth step of his right foot, he stepped on something that was somewhat stiff.

"I don't know how you talked to me, but it seems that as long as I don't release my true qi, you won't find me. ”

Don Juan raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "But a creature like you who dwells in darkness really seems to rely on true qi to observe the outside world. ”

"If your true qi is your eyes. ”

"Then even though you can hear what I say, you will never see where I am. ”

Don Juan suddenly raised his voice, but before he could breathe, his voice was swallowed up by the darkness around him.

"I've noticed from the beginning that every time you pass on the sound has some faint echoes. ”

"But obviously, my voice didn't. ”