Chapter 651: Zhuang Zhou Mengdie
The sharks tore at their lunches as if they were only happy at lunchtime, the blood red had stained the sea red, and the little fish hid back in the corals, reining in their fins and tails and not moving.
Yiyun looked at the sharks that were biting each other above his head, but fortunately he escaped at the last second, otherwise he would be himself who was bitten into pieces now. The moment he pulled out the dagger, there were already sharks coming over, Yiyun saw that there were sharks on three sides, so he simply didn't do anything, and swam under the shark's stomach as he did just now, helping them open a few blood holes.
Sure enough, the sharks who followed the smell of blood did not give up mercifully, but opened their bloody mouths and bit their companions without hesitation, and pieces of minced meat flowed in the sea with blood. The smell of blood on the tip of his nose stimulated Yiyun's taste buds, and he wanted to squat down and vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything.
One second they were still helping each other's companions, and the next second they became food in other people's mouths. Yiyun felt a sense of desolation, and even the surrounding underwater scenery was not interested in looking at it any longer. Slowly rising to the surface, the slightly salty sea breeze of the breatheer, Yiyun felt much better. Float on the surface of the sea with your head back and let the waves carry you anywhere.
In this realm of nothingness, he seemed to perceive the world more quickly, a small golden beach, scattered small saplings, Yiyun crawled out of the sea, stepping on this soft sand, Yiyun saw a desert island, and occasionally an unknown wild bird flew out of the woods and rushed to the sea.
The blue sky, the dazzling sun, the soft sand, Yiyun lay on the beach and sunbathed in the sun with soft steps, hey, he could finally sleep comfortably, Yiyun closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Didi...... Backbite...... The sound of dripping water woke up Yiyun in his dream, and he opened his eyes very reluctantly. A path surrounded by a tree wall, a torch made of his own Yuan Li, where there is still sun, sand, and blue sky.
When you close your eyes, you can still feel the bright sunshine, the noisy waves, and the occasional sound of seabirds flapping their wings. As soon as he opened his eyes, the dark green tree wall, the black distance, all in sharp contrast, Yiyun laughed self-deprecatingly at the ancients Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, once he woke up from a dream, he didn't know if he was a butterfly or a butterfly was himself.
Now the situation is somewhat similar to Zhuang Zhou. I can't tell which one is my true existence, in the vast starry sky, I can still recall the asteroid rubbing my palm off track, the slight touch is still lingering at the fingertips, the slightly fishy sea breeze is still lingering on the tip of the nose, Yiyun took a deep breath, he doesn't know how long he has been here, how many years have slipped away quietly in the starry sky and the sea, I really hope that after I get out of this realm of nothingness, there will be no Wang Qianqi. The axe has been exhausted, and it has been hundreds of years since he returned to the bottom of the mountain.
Thinking of that gentle but stubborn woman, Yiyun's face bloomed with tenderness, and he would definitely be able to get out of here and return to her. Ah Yun, you wait for me, I will return to you soon.
Ah Yun in the Yuan Li cover felt a big hand gently caressing his face, and the warm touch made him nostalgic, Yiyun are you back? Yiyun did not speak. just looked at her very gently, and the affection and pity in his eyes were the same as when he said goodbye to himself before leaving.
Those bright eyes seemed to comfort people, and it was as if I heard him constantly telling himself, "Wait for me." I will be back soon. ”
"Don't go, don't leave me. The figure became fading and fading, and no matter how much he ran, he couldn't catch up with him, and kept repeating the phrase "Wait for me...... Wait for me ......". Ah Yun opened his eyes and wiped away the tears on his cheeks, clasped his hands in front of his chest and muttered to the air: "I will wait for you, no matter how long, you must come back." ”
Leaning on the Yuan Force Cover is as if Yiyun is beside him, this Yuan Force Cover is transformed by the Yuan Force in Yiyun's body, can he perceive Yiyun through it?
Ah Yun faded away from his former weakness, took out the silver rabbit that Yiyun gave him, and insisted on talking to the little silver rabbit every day, hoping that he could tell Yiyun that he was fine and was waiting for him to come back.
Yiyun was a little worried at first when he walked on the silent path, but after walking for a while, he found that the surroundings were quiet, as if he was the only one in this space, so he simply let go of his courage and walked quickly in this huge labyrinth. The surrounding light slowly brightened, and Yiyun was very happy, there seemed to be an intersection not far ahead, and those rays of light came through that intersection. Unconsciously, he slowed down, and the light in front of him seemed to have magical power, constantly summoning Yiyun to approach.
Turning the corner, a golden bright light struck, Yiyun turned back suddenly, this bright light came too violently, if he didn't avoid it in time just now, I was afraid that even if he was 24 pure titanium alloy eyes at this time, he would be blinded. Yiyun turned around and let his eyes slowly adjust to the brightness, and after making sure that his eyes could face the bright light, he turned around to see the scene in front of him.
This scene will never be forgotten by Yiyun, even if he will not return here in the future, the occasional midnight dream is still unforgettable. Rows of neat sarcophagi were neatly arranged in front of him, and the cold wind that didn't know where it came from made Yiyun shiver for a while. The sarcophagus came from a distance, several zhang long, and even hundreds of meters wide.
What the hell is this place, why are there so many sarcophagi neatly arranged here, and the feet involuntarily step forward, each sarcophagus lid is placed on an octagonal wooden box, and the pear blossom wood box is shrouded in a golden halo. Yiyun felt that the scene in front of him was too familiar, the golden halo, the octagonal pear blossom wooden box, the neat sarcophagus, and the huge sarcophagus field all brought Yiyun a strong sense of familiarity.
The heart tightened suddenly, as if it was being squeezed by two big hands, and only by squeezing his heart into pieces would he let himself go. Yiyun sat on the ground with his chest covered, and there was a chant in his ears, "Mulberry elm blossoms, after thousands of years, death and life come and go, and return to the world to go around and ......around."
This voice was too familiar, as if it was always in the depths of the soul of the suspicious cloud, and it had been integrated into every inch of his blood, constantly flowing and reverberating.
As if his head had been torn apart, biting his lip could not stop the image that kept coming back to him in the depths of his memory, a little boy was holding his father's hand under the apple tree and said, "Yes." The little boy was just over two years old, and he looked at the green apples on the tree, and his father took the little hand and carefully told the child: "That is sour, you can't eat it." (To be continued......)