Xiao Yi was familiar with the technique of operating clay figurines, and in a moment of thought, he thought of the situation he had faced when he was in a desperate situation, and he couldn't help but fall into a memory-

Like 10,000 years of time passing by, in a bottomless place that seems to be isolated from the world, a child's body lies quietly in the dark.

There was endless darkness all around, and sometimes there was a fire that rose out of nowhere, and in an instant the light of the world was brightened, and the darkness was said goodbye for a short time, and then in an instant, the fire gathered in the middle of nowhere, and then the darkness returned to the world.

Xiao Yi just lay quietly like that, as if this world no longer had anything to do with him, and the prosperity and decline of this world had nothing to do with him anymore.

I don't know how much time has passed, but there is no sound in the silence of the crypt.

In this extreme silence, Xiao Yi's stiff body moved slightly, and his eyelids slowly opened, looking at the world that had abandoned him.

For a long time, he didn't say a word, as if he already knew his fate.

There is a faint amount of heavenly light in the endless overhead, which is the world in which human beings live, and they are abandoned by human beings like this.

When he was suffering from heat poison, Ruan Wushan's rescue not only failed to make him feel better in the slightest, but backfired, forcing three small arrows into his meridians, making him suffer from the poison attacking the meridians.

His body was damaged by the spread of poison, his facial features were useless, and his limbs were useless, but the little clarity of his spiritual platform still struggled to support his life, and he felt it the moment Ruan Wushan threw him down the crypt.

He knew all this, and he thought he was going to leave this world forever.

But at this moment, his eyes brought him back into this world.

Am I still alive?, he thought.

He wanted to stand up, he wanted to lift his limbs, but he couldn't, his body didn't seem to be his own anymore.

He could only lie quietly like that, looking at this strange place with eyes that were still his.

But the only thing he could see was that the world was far above him, far above the head that had abandoned him.

His eyes were a little moist, but he stubbornly told himself in his heart, don't, don't be sad about any injustice in this world, because they don't deserve to be sad about themselves, even if they die immediately, this is a gift from God.

He just lay there, rolling his eyes to look as far as he could see, and all he could see was darkness except for the little light of the sky cast high up in the crypt.

He wasn't scared, but felt a little strange, what was this?

Perhaps it was the child's nature, and after a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.

After a long time, he was awakened by a fierce hunger, and before he could open his eyes, he heard a series of gurgling sounds.

It's the sound of hunger coming from your own stomach.

I'm alive.

His first reaction was.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there was more light in the crypt, perhaps because of the fact that there was so much light in the sky.

I was so blind that I could see what was going on around me.

He wanted to turn his head, but there was an unbearable pain coming from his back, stretching straight to his head, he wanted to cry out in pain, but his throat was dull and could not make a sound, in the severe pain, his eyes were closed, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he no longer felt hungry, but instead he felt a deep thirst, his lips as if they were dry, and that feeling extended to the depths of his life.

"Thirsty ......"

He finally spoke.

But there was silence all around, and there was no response.

He subconsciously moved his hands and feet, but this time he was surprised to find that his fingers could move slightly, but then the price was a series of pain.

The pain spread through his body instantly, but this time it was not as bad as last time, and he did not pass out.

He endured the severe pain, turned his head hard, and a sharp pain came again, as if the whole person was about to collapse.

But he still clenched his teeth and tried to move himself.

He had only one belief in his heart: I want to live.

Pity this child, while his peers are still living their own beautiful childhoods at home, he is experiencing a completely different world.

He thought, I still have to find my sister, I still have to find Brother Bai, I, I can't die yet.

He tried to move his body, but with every move there was an endless pain spreading through his body.

After a while, he was full of itching, and he knew that it was because of the lack of water in his body that he could not sweat.

It took him a long, long time before he could make out what was going on in the crypt.

From the endless darkness on the left, about two or three feet away, there was a hazy place, which seemed to be the ocean, but it didn't seem to be, and the light was dimly radiating outward, and only when the occasional fire rose inside, you could see that it was a flowing world, which seemed to be a burning fire. He had heard people talk about the scene in the crypt in Fushou Mountain before, and it must have been the light emitted by the jewel that suppressed the fire of the earth.

On the right side of himself, about a foot away, there was an empty place, but at the extreme corner, there was a fainter place, which seemed to be a cave, and other than that, there were stone walls and earthworks all around.

And above me, I'm afraid it's four or five feet above the ground.

He became familiar with his surroundings and wondered how to find a way out.

I can't shout in my throat now, it's impossible to call, even if I call for help, will anyone come to save me?

Other than that, do you still have a chance to live?

If you lie still and don't move, you will only die of hunger and thirst.

And a sea of treasures on the left, if you are buried in it, there is still a little bit of wealth and death.

And on the right side, there is nothing but the one that looks like a cave, is it really a cave? it could be a cave with a slight depression in the earthen hole, it could be a cave, but it could be a cave of some kind of animal, it could be an empty cave, it could be a ......

On a whim, maybe there was an immortal living in it?

It could or could be...... There may be many possibilities.

He struggled with his thoughts, he thought fiercely in his head, and he was afraid that if he stopped thinking a little, his thoughts would suddenly and forever leave him, and he would instantly become a real zombie, and from then on, buried in the dust, never to be alive again.

No, I want to live, I don't want to die, since I was poisoned by heat and didn't die immediately, since I was still in the ground from a height of more than five zhang and didn't die, it is God's favor for me, and it is the reason why I want to live.

Even if it was all of a sudden in the next moment, he suddenly couldn't support it and died, and he was willing. But now, I'm alive, and being alive is the only reason for me to challenge my fate, and I'm going to live.

In his mind, he recalled the past like a passing lantern, the white dust he met for the first time on the mountain, the talking willow father-in-law in Daliu Village, the demon fox who was hugged by himself and finally turned into blood, the four benevolent and righteous people who suddenly appeared in the Taixu Cave of Luoarc Mountain, the poor and lovely Shou'er on Fushou Mountain, the golden villain who shot small arrows, and the crypt that devoured him and was destined to become his grave......

He thought hard about it, and he was afraid that if he paused for a moment, his mind would leave him.

His throat was dry, his eyes were dry, and even his blood seemed to be dry, but his heart was still moistened like a flowing river.

A breath remains, never give up.

He turned his head to the right and moved resolutely to the right.

On the left was a rich tomb, which he didn't want to, but on the right? Maybe it should be a barren tomb.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to fight for it, even if that hope seems likely to be disappointment, even if it turns out to be nothing more than a self-defeating extravagance.

However, even if you give up, you have to have disappointment and extravagant expectations in front of you.

He moved slowly to the right.

Every time he moved, his whole body was in severe pain, and several times, he almost fainted in pain, he bit his dry lips tightly, and used his willpower to support him desperately, he didn't dare to close his eyes, even for a moment, it was likely that he would never be able to open them again.

He used his hands and feet together, moving towards the goal he had set in his heart.

He felt that he was about to lose his support, and felt that he had been climbing for a long, long time, but his goal was still so far away, still so far away.

He didn't dare to pause to look behind him to see how far he had crawled, he didn't have the strength to do it anymore, all his strength had to be concentrated towards the goal he had already set.

There's no extra energy to waste.

In the faint light of the sky, the figure of a child was lying on the ground, and it seemed that he was still no longer moving, but after a long time, he actually moved some distance.

He had no more strength left to do so, and all his strength had to be concentrated towards the goal that had been set.

Is this what a child should have?

No.

But Xiao B has.

He overcame physical pain, endured psychological struggles, and he still moved his body like a thousand pounds desperately.

Inch by inch, he left a deep mark on the ground, although not long.

When it was dark and the crypt was completely dark, he continued his business.

There is no voice, not even a humble life, in the dark corners of this world.

If there is life, I am afraid that there is only one Xiao Yi, but he is by no means humble.

Fatigue, hunger, pain, and thirst tormented his dying life, but he still clenched his teeth and did not hesitate.

It was late at night, and sleep tortured him again, but he didn't dare to let himself fall asleep.

He knew that once he couldn't hold it up and fell asleep, it would be the end for him forever.

Sleep forever in this crypt.

He didn't dare to sleep, and the pain of the moment also resisted his sleepy nerves.

So, all night, all night when the light was gone, his head was dizzy and semi-conscious, but his movements remained unchanged, and he was always struggling towards his goal.

He no longer felt hungry, all his life force was concentrated on his limbs, and he struggled towards his goal.

The crypt was dark and bright, and light and dark, and I don't know how much time passed, but he finally approached the edge of the cave on the left.

Hardly leaving himself a moment to think, he climbed into the cave almost without hesitation.

There were several times when he almost couldn't hold it anymore and gave up, and at this time, it was much easier to give up than to do anything.

Occasionally, a thought would pop into his mind: Is it meaningful for him to do this? Will it end up being a helpless futile effort? Is it superfluous for him to do so?

Anyway, it seems that the future is already supposed to be destroyed, is it still necessary for me to suffer like this? In the moment before I die, do I still want to let myself suffer such torture?

But this thought flashed in a flash, and then it was replaced by another very strong survival instinct of his own.

He continued his struggle.

The caverns are darker.

His eyes had completely lost their function.

The cave is a pothole in the ground, which is more difficult to walk than from the outside.

He gritted his teeth and groped his way forward.

The palm of his hand was propped up on the sand, and the blood had already grinded out, and with each little bit of progress, the pain in his heart spread like an electric shock.

I wonder if this cave will suddenly come to an abrupt end in the course of his journey, and there will be no way out, and then his fate will come to an end, because he has no faith in returning.

I don't know how long this cave is, and whether he can sustain it all the way?

And I don't know what awaits me in this cave? Beast? Then my fate will end in the saddest of sorrows.

Little by little, he moved his body, his eyes half-squinted, looking for a possible light source.

The world was completely dark, but his heart would not give in, and the fire of light in his heart was still burning.

It felt like it had been a long, long time, but the cave seemed to stretch down endlessly, with no end.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly heard a trace of sound.

His spirits were lifted.

His facial features seemed to be much duller.

It took a long, long time to hear the voice, and his heart was stirring.

The sound of water, the sound turned out to be the sound of flowing water.

The cells of his whole body swelled, and his life seemed to have been stabbed suddenly, and all his vitality was suddenly excited.

There is the sound of water flowing.