I think Li Damin's inference is quite unreliable, "Don't you think we've all been to Chu Qiang's world and seen him. He is just a dead house, where is the higher the dimension? Isn't it also a three-dimensional? He hasn't read much power except for writing some novels."

Li Damin swears, "You know what's wrong. The higher dimension I'm talking about is a broader concept than three-dimensional and four-dimensional. In short, Chu Qiang can influence me, which is enough."

"Why do you say that?"

Li Damin took a deep breath and his tone eased: "Lao Lin, do you know why I react so strongly? Did I go into seclusion some time ago? I told you that I was doing an experiment. During the experiment, many problems arose. Logically, these problems should not occur. They seem to be accidental, but there seems to be regularity between them. I can't understand it, but now I suddenly understand..." He paused: "All this is Chu Qiang's tricks, and he has begun to invade my life."

I didn't say anything, things became more and more weird. If I were an ordinary person, I would definitely think that Li Damin was crazy.

Li Damin said: "I believe that the fifteen people did not die, or that he was originally dead, but it appeared again in Chu Qiang's writing. It was a copy of the fifteen people. Chu Qiang not only wrote about the fifteen people alive, but also wrote me! His novels have interfered with my normal life and practice."

"But...is this possible?" I murmured.

"Lao Lin, the story invaded reality." Li Damin said word by word: "The novel written by Chu Qiang caused the deviation of reality. This is a fact, not a brainstorm."

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "Okay, then what do you want to do?"

"Kill him!" Li Damin said firmly: "We must kill him! If he doesn't die, I will have endless troubles in the future."

"But..." I hesitated for a moment and couldn't say anything to stop him. Of course, Li Damin wouldn't listen to me. I think the novel invasion of life is very unreliable, but I didn't deny it completely. After all, it was Li Damin's business, and he had his own judgment.

"However, our current technology cannot enter a specific parallel world in a direction," I said: "If you miss Chu Qiang's world, you will miss it, there is no way."

"No, I know there is something that can be done," Li Damin said with a fire in his eyes, "That's the magical fire pottery!"

I sucked in the air conditioner, "Does we need the same thing?"

Li Damin nodded: "These scenes that just appeared on rice paper are not aimless or random, and they must be related in the middle. This important relationship is Fire Pottery! You need Fire Pottery to save your mother, I need Fire Pottery to find a specific world and kill Chu Qiang, and the goals are consistent."

Li Damin cleaned up the things in the house and tore the rice paper divided into two halves into powder in extreme disgust. When we cleaned up, it was almost dawn. He and I were speechless. Li Damin slid on the ground in a wheelchair, "You must, you must find the fire pottery." He kept repeating this sentence.

I didn't sleep all night, and the amount of information was a bit large. I didn't feel deeply bored until the sun came out.

Li Damin was so ignorant that he was wandering around the house, extremely anxious. This matter was quite strange. He knew who the enemy was, but he couldn't find it. Chu Qiang seemed to be hiding in his own world, making faces at us, and couldn't catch him to death.

I sat on the sofa and stared for a while. When I closed my eyes, I saw the scene of my mother struggling in the sea of ​​fire. It was lingering, and it was so annoying.

I was tired, tired and worried, and my heart began to react and I quickly calmed down. Li Damin was still crazy and was talking about what to do. I was so annoyed that I would go over and comfort him, asking him not to be so anxious, and there would be a way before the car arrived at the mountain.

After finally persuading him to go back to the house to rest for a while, I couldn't hold on anymore. After tensing up all night, I suddenly relaxed and then reversed.

I staggered back to the house to rest, and fell head-on in the bed. All the joints seemed to be filled with cement, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds. I fell asleep in a daze. I felt the weather was dark and the sky was covered in yellow, like an old photo.

I rubbed my eyes and found that the place I was in suddenly changed. It was not Li Damin's house, but the farmhouse. The light was neither dim nor bright, and I couldn't tell what time it was.

I looked down at myself, wearing red and green pants from the countryside, and looked like a little girl with a shaking hair, and two braids fell behind her.

I pushed the door out and my head was a little dizzy. There was a strange little girl running around the yard. The little girl was so tired that she was whispering and her face turned pale, but she was still running. Apart from her, there was no other person.

I walked over and asked who you are.

The little girl glanced at her, ran over and stood in front of me, grabbed my hand, swung her head left and right, and her two braids were rising and falling. She grinned, "I am you."

I was shocked and a cool breeze came from the back of my neck.

"Aren't you leaving?" she said.

Where can I ask?

She blinked: "They will come in a while." As she said that, the little girl ran to the back door of the yard and opened the door and ran away.

Just as I was standing there, I heard a horn sound in front of the main entrance of the yard. Seven or eight motorcycles came from the village road, and there were gangsters on the bus. A group of people rushed into the yard.

Before I could react, such a large group of gangsters surrounded me and the boss came out of them. My heart was a ha-hit boy, wearing a wide embroidered crane coat, black sunglasses and mask on his face.

Isn’t this the sky in the night?

Biyetian looked at me and made a gesture. The group of little gangsters took me to the inner room and threw me on the kang.

Biyetian looked at me and pointed at a gangster next to me. This gangster is about 1.9 meters tall, with a big waist and a round waist, and his arms exposed on the short sleeves are all thorny dragons and phoenixes. After receiving the boss' instructions, the gangster came to the bedside, grabbed my feet, dragged them to the edge of the bed, and pressed my legs tightly with his legs and couldn't move.

The huge fear almost suffocated me, and I asked you tremblingly, what are you going to do.

The bear-like ruffian began to untie his belt, and his smile was extremely cruel. I seemed to realize what was going to happen, and I secretly complained, so I shouted for help, and I was struggling there.

The sky came over and patted the bear and the gangster. The gangster was very obedient and let him go aside.

Biyetian looked at me and asked word by word, "Where is the Nei Lin?"

Burned. I said.

Buye Tian nodded, his eyes were cold, and his whole body seemed to be a messenger from the underworld. He said, "Even if I don't move you, you will die. I will not live this week."

In the huge fear, I shouted, and suddenly woke up from my dream and got up. It was getting dark outside, and I slept for the whole day. I felt like I was sleeping in a mess. My dream was only so short, but so long had passed in reality.

For some reason, I began to question the current world, my existence, whether I was in a dream or returned to reality... At this moment, I accidentally looked at the mirror next to me and saw that my face was withered like fallen leaves in autumn, which was very scary. Red textures covered the whole face. It was okay, but the key was that there were two big black eye bags under my eyes. It looked like a playboy who smoked big cigarettes in the late Qing Dynasty. He just came out of the tobacco shop early in the morning.

Just as I was thinking, my stomach suddenly felt a cramp, which was almost like I was suffering from a cold. I rushed into the toilet with my stomach in my arms, took off my pants and started to pull it wildly. After pulling it, I felt itchy throat and wanted to vomit. Before I could wipe it, I turned my head and sprayed wildly at the toilet. After vomiting, I looked at it, and my head was covered in cold sweat, and all I vomited was blood!

The things pulled out were also dark. Blood mixed with black excrement, and the toilet was covered with red and black ideas and marks everywhere.

I sat on the toilet, pulled and vomited for a while, and tossed for more than half an hour, and finally stood up, my hair was dizzy and blurry, feeling that my life was overdrawn by at least two-thirds, and I was about to lose my life.

I forced myself to wipe the toilet clean with a rag, and someone outside said, "You put it there, I'll clean it up later."

It was Li Damin who spoke, and I staggered out, my feet became weak and fell in front of him.

Li Damin's expression was extremely serious, "I have already made an appointment with Uncle Zhong, and I will follow me immediately, so I can't delay it anymore! Your situation is very serious."

I nodded, feeling that Beast Ye Tian was right in my dream. If I continue like this, I will say nothing about whether I can live until the day after tomorrow this week.

I followed Li Damin out, and autumn was coming out. When a gust of wind came over, I felt so cold that I couldn't stand it and my whole body was trembling. Li Damin's legs were not easy to use and could not drive a car. He took me to take a taxi and went straight to Uncle Zhong's Jingming Building office.

I was a little embarrassed in the car, and I fell into a coma from time to time, and sometimes I felt a mouthful of blood when I coughed.

The taxi driver was so quick-witted that he told Li Damin whether he would take your brother to the hospital. Li Damin said no. The taxi driver looked at me from time to time through the rearview mirror, for fear that I would die in his car.

After finally getting to the building, Li Damin encouraged me to cheer up. I barely supported me and finally arrived at Uncle Zhong's office by taking the elevator.

We haven't seen Uncle Zhong for a long time. Uncle Zhong welcomed us two especially. When he saw me, he was shocked, "Are you poisoned?"

Li Damin and I looked at each other. There was a way, so Uncle Zhong could diagnose it at a glance.
Chapter completed!