Fang Zhan got rid of distracting thoughts, and this time, he quickly fell asleep.

Countless kinds of sounds in nature are pouring in like a tide again.

He subconsciously told himself to look for the source of those sounds.

Originally, the consciousness of the sleeping person is relatively vague, and it is difficult to really gather but not disperse, even if there is an occasional Lingtai Qingming, but after all, it will be very short.

But when Fang Zhan told himself in his heart that he was going to take a look, he really saw it.

He felt himself getting up from his body, it was another self, another self out of his body.

He was suddenly free from all control and fetters, and his body seemed to have no weight, and as soon as he thought of it, he floated in the air.

Looking at my own body lying on the bed, I only felt that my scalp was numb.

What Ya'er said is true! It turns out that it can really be like this! I have thoughts, feelings, and can see my ethereal other body!

For a while, Fang Zhan's heart was beating wildly, floating in the sky above the room, looking at his sleeping body, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

He was thinking back to what Ya'er had said to himself: "I drive my soul out of my body by myself—when my martial arts cultivation reaches a certain level, I can go out of my body and do whatever I want—"

Fang Zhan instantly understood and believed in Ya'er. I've never cultivated any martial arts, how could I get to this now, yes, it's still that bead.

The silver dragon also said that if the self enters its dragon essence and swallows that bead, it is destined to no longer be ordinary.

Fang Zhan looked at his body, and the words of Ya'er and Yinlong kept popping up in his heart.

The loud and complex voice in his ears kept ringing, and Fang Zhan said to himself, "Go and see!"

God thought of him, and at once he went out of the house, and went straight through the wall, without the slightest obstacle, and he was ecstatic.

Fang Zhan drifted all the way, it was already late at night, the lights in the village were all gone, but the moonlight was unusually bright.

He followed the voice. The nearest was in the grass below me, where there was the sound of wriggling.

Fang Zhan floated on the grass, and if he looked closely, it was a small yellow snake with a pattern, swimming in the grass.

The little yellow snake didn't seem to know that someone was about to stick to its body at this time, and he understood one thing, and others couldn't see him at all.

Keep drifting forward. There is no definite goal along the way, just go with your heart, stretch out from Zhuli Village, drift all the way, and see all the way.

Seeing owls catching voles, hedgehogs rummaging under trees for food, scorpions cocking their poisonous tails to fight centipedes, and so on, the night is never peaceful.

This is Fang Xian's deepest experience.

Unconsciously, I came to the Zhaoer River.

I thought, can I go to the Fool Dragon? Think again, or wait. The stone statue on the summit of the west bank stood there, it looked a little strange at night, Fang Zhan unconsciously floated over, and he suddenly found that there seemed to be a faint cloud of light around the stone statue, wrapping the stone statue in a cluster.

As he got closer, wanting to get a closer look, he was five feet away from the statue when his fluttering body suddenly stopped.

He stopped because he found that he had drifted to this position, and he could not move any closer. Try again and still do. This is the first time he has encountered obstacles since leaving his body!

He began to believe in Yinlong's words, this stone statue is indeed different, obviously when he usually comes to play, he can approach at will, and even touch the stone statue, touch and kick, they have done it since childhood. But at that time, there was no obstacle at all, but tonight with a divine soul came here, as if a barrier had been set up, and there was no chance to get closer.

Fang Zhan stopped five feet away, and there was the level set by the stone statue itself.

He looked at the stone statue carefully, and said in his heart: "It seems that there are too many things I don't understand. ”

Suddenly, the head of the stone statue turned towards him without warning, and the eyes of the stone statue instantly became the same as human eyes, the pupils, the whites of the eyes, and everywhere were realistic, and a sharp light shot out from the eyes, Fang Zhan was shocked!

His first reaction was - escape!

As soon as he thought of it, his ethereal body retreated like electricity.

At the same time, two dazzling rays of light shot out of the stone statue's eyes, following Fang Zhan's body, Fang Zhan was retreating, and the stone statue was reluctant.

After all, Fang Zhan was one step faster, and the light of the stone statue extended to a certain limit and suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, a dragon broke through the water on the river, and the silver dragon broke through the nine heavens with a dragon roar, tearing apart the silent night sky.

The dragon body of the silver dragon was only half out of the water, and the head of the stone statue turned around, and two rays of light shot out again, approaching the past.

The silver dragon let out a low roar and quickly dived underwater.

At this time, Fang Zhan was already ten miles away.

He had palpitations in his heart, and he beat a drum in his heart, and calmed down for a while before he gradually calmed down. I thought to myself, "Don't go near the stone statue again when the soul is out of the body." ”

Once he was in good shape, he began to look around.

It's a small town. He is no stranger to this town, it is the closest town to Zhuli Village - Gujing Town.

The bamboo baskets woven by his father, Fang Ping, were sold at the town's market. Fang Zhan also came with his father a few times, laying out the braided bamboo basket one by one, waiting for someone to patronize it. It was also the picture he didn't want to see and couldn't bear to see.

As for the number of times Tong Shang can come with Li Xuanyi, I don't know how many times.

He was now on a secluded street in the town.

The streets and street buildings in the town are almost all of the same scale, so Fang Zhan is sure that this is Gujing Town, but he is not sure which street in the town it is.

A watchman banged the gong and shouted while knocking: "On the fifth watch, I haven't slept yet, and I will get up tomorrow with panda eyes." If you don't go back, you're destined to become a green-haired turtle! Lock the doors and windows! The thief retreats quickly! Don't forget to put out the candle and light the house...... Who will pay!" The husband walked past Fang Zhan slowly like this, without even looking at him.

Fang Zhan watched his husband walk by, smiled in his heart, and continued to move forward.

He went through a wall around him, and found a lot of planks piled up inside, and when he drifted inside, he saw in the distance a man sitting on a small round platform, with his back to him. It seems to be muttering to himself.

Fang Zhan's childlike heart rose for a while, and slowly floated over, getting closer and closer to the back, at this moment, the back suddenly turned around, facing Fang Zhan, Fang Zhan saw it, and only felt that his scalp was fried, was that a living person?

In front of him was an old man, looking like a withered tree, with no flesh in sight on his face, as if it was just a layer of skin wrapped around bones, his eyes were dull, dull, and a large patch of hair was missing from the top of his forehead, and only a few sparse hairs like grass were found at the back of his head.

He held a rope in his hand, and the other end of the rope hung into the round platform on which he was located, which was a well.

It's equivalent to a rope hanging down the mouth of the well into the well, but I don't know how long.

The old man was originally talking to himself there, but suddenly turning around, Fang Zhan was startled again. Next, a fierce light suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes, like a ghost fire flickering in the night.

Fang Zhan was shocked and said in his heart: "Did you see me?"

He looked left and right, and when he was sure that there was no one else here, he looked at the old man fixedly.

The old man's eyes narrowed into a line, his eyes looked at Fang Zhan like this, and Fang Zhan also felt a thick wisp of death intent, everything is over, because no matter how this old man looks, it looks like he has been dead for a few days.

The bottom layer of his eyes is piled up, his eye sockets are deep, and there is not a trace of blood on his face, if he says that he will not live tomorrow, most of them will believe it.

But Fang Zhan was already able to determine that the old man did not see him.

Because he shook his head at the old man several times, the old man did not respond.

Fang Zhan followed his thoughts, and for a moment, he floated out far away.

I was still thinking about the old man's scalp-numbing appearance.

This time, he swept straight out of the town and drifted farther away.