The breeze rises, the night is slightly cool, and the clouds are smoky, outside the village.

The endless wheat fields swayed in the autumn wind, and the ears of wheat rubbed against each other with the shriveled leaves, making a clattering sound.

Qin Feng was alone in the field, very tired, he was lying on the wheat ridge, looking at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh, the vastness and vastness of the world.

Four years after graduation, he is twenty-seven or eighteen years old this year, and he is no longer the young and frivolous teenager he once was, the pressure of life has smoothed the edges and corners, there is no light in his eyes, and some are just tired.

I don't know when it started, Qin Feng gradually hated noisy places, liked a person, and was close to nature and a healthy lifestyle.

It's just that there is occasional loneliness, and occasionally there is nostalgia for someone.

"Freeze your butt in winter, recruit mosquitoes in summer, go back and count how many bags there are, eh...."Qin Feng sighed.

A handsome carp stood up, he loves fitness on weekdays, his body is more athletic than ordinary people, and his physique is very good.

Patting the dust on his body, he glanced into the distance, and in the night, the lights were dim, and the village of dozens of families looked hazy.

"Foggy?"

Qin Feng frowned, the moonlight tonight was exceptionally bright, hanging obliquely from the sky, the silver moonlight was sprinkled, and his figure was stretched very long and thin.

There is a strange layer of fog all around, the clouds and smoke are misty, and the earth is advect, but it does not cover the stars and the moon, and it brings people a kind of coolness in the hot early autumn night.

There is a strange atmosphere everywhere!

Qin Feng didn't care too much, just as it was another rare weather.

After all, strange things happen every year, especially this year, like a fist-sized hailstone, a thunderstorm that shakes the sky, and other visions.

As if it was a good discussion, they came one after another, and in just half a year, dozens of strange things happened. And these strange things are called ominous in the mouth of the grandmother.

Grandma said that this year is a bad year, the gas is not good, the people are not prosperous, and even blamed her broken love and unemployment on this reason.

However, Qin Feng smiled at this, just to make the old man feel at ease, obeyed her wishes, and made some prayers.

He knew very well in his heart that everything that happened to him was because his life was very sloppy.

When my grandmother was born, she lacked knowledge, was superstitious, and believed in ghosts and gods, while his old man always believed in the existence of gods, and even the mantra on weekdays was 'there are gods in the head'.

And he is not superstitious, the gods and ghosts are too absurd to exist only in stories.

Qin Feng shook his head vigorously, although such a similar vision, although it was not strange to say, he still couldn't be calm in his heart.

Looking at the lights looming in the fog in front of him, he took a step and walked along the field path towards the village.

There was no sound, the fog was getting thicker, and he didn't stop, but quickened his pace along the path, he wanted to get back to the village as soon as possible.

But as the fog became thicker and thicker, the lights in the distance were gradually swallowed up by the fog, and finally only a white expanse was left in front of him.

There was silence all around!

The insects in the fields, the rubbing of the ears of wheat, even the wind was still, and the tranquility was eerie.

After ten minutes, they stopped.

I remember that this field path was only a few hundred meters long at most, and he almost trotted all the way, and at this speed, he was at least back in the village by now.

But around him was still a wheat field, the fog was thick, the visual distance was only two or three meters, and next to the wheat field, there was still a field path, extending to the depths of the mist.

There is a winding path!

At the end of the fog, hazy and hazy, it seems to be an endless road, which seems a little weird.

Qin Feng frowned, although he felt that something was not normal, he didn't stay too long, took a step and continued to walk along the path.

Gradually, the more he walked, the more frightened he became, and he began to run, wanting to leave this strange, uncertain fog.

But no matter how fast he ran, he never got out of the field path or out of the fog.

Eventually, he stopped, panting and lying on the path, looking at the pure night sky, the stars in the sky were extremely bright and strange.

"Did you encounter a ghost hitting the wall?"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound in the fog, breaking the silence, as if something was stepping on wheat stalks, and the sound was dense and one after the other.

Qin Feng sat up from the ground and stared at the mist, there was a vast white space in front of him, and he couldn't see any figure.

"Moo~"

There was a brief pause, and then suddenly a cow cry came from the fog, and the sound was so thick that it seemed to be close at hand.

Then there was silence again, and there was no movement.

Returning to tranquility, it seemed that he was not alone in the mist, but this cow cry surprised and surprised him at the same time.

Although the village where he lived was not wealthy, it had long since left the era of cattle farming, and no family raised cattle, and the sudden appearance of a cow's bark made him wonder.

The fog rolled, and after a long time, there was another cow cry.

Qin Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and stood up neatly, after resting for so long, he felt that his energy had recovered a lot.

Gazing into the fog, and simply discerning the direction of the cow's cry, he decided to look for it! Abandon the field path, cross the wheat field, and trample a slender trail in the field.

The cow's cry was very regular, every once in a while it would bark, and gradually the sound was getting closer and louder, like a beast's roar, deafening, like thunder, extremely penetrating, terrifying sound, shaking his heart and eardrums.

Qin Feng was frightened, where is this cow roar, it is simply a cow roar, rich and magnificent.

He stopped, not daring to continue walking, for fear that if he approached a meter, his heart would not be able to withstand such a terrifying bull roar and burst open.

However, at this time, he was already standing in the wheat field, and in addition to the white fog, only the wheat field was left in his sight.

When he turned around, he found that even the traces he had walked had disappeared strangely.

For a moment, there was a dilemma.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, there was another deafening beast roar, a strong fishy smell, blowing in the face, so thick that it choked people's heads.

"Tiger... Tiger roar!"

Qin Feng was suddenly shocked, staring at the white mist in disbelief, and muttered to himself with a somewhat pale face: "How can there be a tiger here?"

He held his breath and watched his surroundings warily, as the white mist began to roll in, as if it had been blown away a little.

A huge phantom more than ten meters high was faintly revealed in the mist, looming, with a sense of oppression, which shook the heart.

Seeing this, Qin Feng gasped, his heart was frightened, and he took a step back unnaturally.

However, the moment he retreated, a strange scene shocked him.

The sky was full of glow, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed greatly, and the vast fog disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Even from night to day, the sky is bright and blue.

In front of him was still an endless field of wheat, and beyond that, there were eight mountains floating in the sky, distributed in all directions.

Towering into the clouds, straight into the sky, standing on the ground and staring, a majestic sense of oppression lingers in my heart.

On the eight mountains, clouds and mist are swirling, huge vines are hanging down, and even the nearest mountain waterfall in the middle is flowing up.

Qin Feng stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, like a dream, he didn't know what was going on, the unfamiliar environment around him was deserted.