"What's wrong?"

He murmured, and then he looked in the direction Ling Luoyu pointed.

On the stone wall, the shadows of the two of them were twisted and bent, as if one of them had twisted them into twists.

"What's going on?"

The temple was incredibly touched his own shadow.

If he hadn't been safe and sound, he would have really doubted whether there was something wrong with his body!

"I thought, you could tell me why..."

Ling Luoyu stood beside him, straightened his arms, and looked at the twisted shadows on the stone wall.

"These stone walls... seem to be not on the same level!"

"What?" Dingmiao didn't understand for a moment: "What does it mean?"

"The superposition of shadows is like countless faults of varying depths..."

Ling Luoyu said halfway, but looking at the expression of Ding Temple, he seemed to have no idea.

"Let me tell you this, a shadow projection is like one step at a time, and apart from ten steps, it is another one... Under layers of overlap, under unevenness, it will become distorted..."

Ding Temple was said to be a little confused: "You mean, is there something wrong with this stone wall?"

“…There is no problem with the stone wall!”

“…”

Ding Temple was completely confused by the words: "Then you just said, these stone walls..."

"There is no problem with the stone wall itself, it just looks distorted, but the stone wall is a reference object. No matter how overlaps, the shadows are projected on it, and they will not change..."

“…”

Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

"If you have any problem with the temple, it is your torch..."

Their shadows are projected by torches.

Only it can change the shadow!

"Torch?"

Dingmiao became more and more confused, looking at the torch with confusion on his face.

"What's wrong with this torch?"

Just a torch, what's the problem?!

Besides—

"Didn't this torch... you gave it to me?"

If there is a problem, it is yours!

"The torch I gave you is naturally normal... What's abnormal is that the fire now makes our shadow abnormal..."

Ling Luoyu shook the torch. Although their shadows were still moving, they still looked like a twisted and perverted look.

"You said, if it wasn't for the torch... would it be our own problem?"

She paused, suddenly remembered something, and took a breath.

"What's wrong?"

The temple was so nervous that she was so nervous.

"Did you... think of something?"

“…a little bit…confused…”

Ling Luoyu twitched his lips and suddenly looked at himself with his head down.

That look made Dingmiao feel guilty: "You...you don't really think that something is wrong with us, right?"

"Light... is direct! If it can cause problems with its projection... it must be some barrier..."

“…”

Dingmiao shook his hand in front of the torch, looking at his fingers for no reason.

"The barrier... is ourselves, but we both have always been fine..."

Before he finished speaking, his wrist was suddenly caught by Ling Luoyu.

"We are not the only one who sets the temple between the torch and the stone wall..."

Her eyes were burning, like a little starlight, instantly igniting the darkness in his heart and tearing a hole in light.

"I understand, you mean..." He suddenly looked around and understood what she meant.
Chapter completed!