I can’t remember how many times this has been repeated. Someone once said that the most painful thing is to repeat the same thing. Now I understand it deeply. The same place is repeated every time, and the same thing will happen at this place.

occur.

During this period, I wanted to cut off this endless loop, but I found that this was simply impossible. This is really a vortex of time, and anyone who comes here will be sucked into it. It is a dead knot,

A knot that can never be untied.

I can't die, including suicide. No matter what I do, he will only continue to operate according to this scenario. Thinking that I will continue to cycle endlessly in this infinite space, I feel confused and helpless. Now actually

It's so hard to die.

Since I can't die, I have to live well. Because there are only two choices in the world: either be busy dying or be busy living.

I cheered myself up, my parents are waiting for me, my grandma is so old, I can’t die here, I want to get out alive! The same thing can’t happen twice, and I can’t let my family be sad for me again.

No matter it's a vortex of time or something, I have to get out. He must have a flaw. But I didn't find it. I comforted myself like this. I tried different methods every time to escape from this infinite loop. But I failed every time.

, I gradually began to ignore what was happening around me. Anyway, it was bound to happen, and there was no point in me paying attention to it.

I began to focus on what happened after I took out the sword. What part went wrong? If we find the source, we might be able to save Fatty. This is not just my business, it is related to the net worth of Fatty and me.

life.

I started to meditate, but what happened after taking out the sword was nothing special. I started to think about the things that happened in this circle. These were all what I was most afraid of happening. Some things had already happened. Why was there a loop in this circle?

What about just these things? These things must have a common connection.

These things are the scenes in my dreams, and the most fearful part of my heart. They all appeared here today: Zhixian, Ouyang Nan, the fortune teller, the pretty boy. And those dead hands, they were mine on July 15th.

I saw it at that time.

Isn't Zhixian here? If he were here, why would that person ask me to come here to get the sword? Next is Ouyang Nan, didn't he write those four sentences to guide me? How could he be with them again?

What about a group of people? If he wanted to kill me, he could have done it in the Poison Gu House.

Apart from that look in his eyes, I have never seen any features of this fortune teller. What I am most afraid of is not him, but those eyes, and he happens to have those eyes.

The pretty boy was supposed to be dead. I saw him turned into ashes with my own eyes. Unless Ouyang Nan and him deliberately staged this scene, was this necessary? If there were two of them at that time, they would have been more than enough to deal with me and the fat man.

Ouyang Nan alone is enough for Fatty and I to cope with.

And that dead hand, there are so many of them here today. The fat man is dead and the sword is broken. This sword should not be broken that easily. If it is really so fragile, then why did he tell me to defeat the Finger Immortal?

What about this sword?

What do these things have in common? Some things happened, and some things I am worried about. What do they have in common? That is, only I know.

Yes! I am the only one who knows that time is objective. How can objective factors be affected by subjective factors? I can’t die because I have a way to die that I haven’t tried yet. Is this fat man really a fat man? That’s only me

You will know after you try it.

Thinking of this, I began to understand a little bit. The problem lies in the beginning, not after leaving the earth temple. That should be...

Thinking of this, I was a little excited. It seemed that I had really found the reason. I chanted a spell and activated the soul substitute lock, and slapped myself on the back of the head. I felt that my nosebleed almost came out.

Where is this? My eyes were blocked by something. I stretched out my hand and touched it. It was a piece of paper. I took it off and saw that it was a charm. Where did this thing come from? I was still standing on the top of the mountain, and the bottom was still there.

It's that thatched cottage.

The fat man was standing next to me. He had a talisman on his head and was giggling. There were also talismans on the surrounding trees. It looked like this was some kind of formation. I reached out and pulled off the talisman on the fat man's face.

"I'm so stupid! What are you doing? I'm getting married! I'm about to have a baby, what are you doing at this time?" The fat man expressed his grievances.

I really admire him. He can still marry a wife after being hit by this formation. I really don’t know what he has left after he has a wife in his head!

"Come on! Shao La, how many times did you go in your dream? I have grandchildren in my dream. You can't do it. The train is speeding up! You are too slow. Go back to the gas station and fill up with gas!" The fat man and I were chatting. Didn't I see him?
Chapter completed!