Many people should have read the fairy tale of a certain forest. In the story of a puppet who grows a nose when he lies, there is a plot about entering the belly of a whale.
How should I put it, now I feel that besides missing a very important boat, I am also in that kind of environment.
The stomach of this God of Joy was actually hollow. Lang Hongyi and I fell in from his mouth one after another, without going through the complex processes of the throat, esophagus, etc. of the human body. It was like falling into a sealed dry well.
In addition to being black and smelly, there was also a lot of water, so I had to paddle my hands and feet hard and splash in the somewhat sticky, smelly water to avoid being drowned.
My face and hair are all covered in dirt from the fall. The smell makes me feel like I have fallen into a cesspit. This feeling is really not beautiful at all.
"Well..." No doubt, this was me calling Lang Hongyi with my mouth closed. At the last bit of light, I jumped down when I saw this guy, but I couldn't bear to open my mouth.
I'm afraid that if these unknown things on my face fall into my mouth, I will want to die even more than I do now.
"Hmm..." Two such responses came from not far away. That was Lang Hongyi's voice. He was definitely the same as me now, otherwise he would have opened his mouth to speak long ago.
Just as we were trying to make noise and move closer to each other, the entire space and the unknown depth of liquid beneath us began to shake vigorously. Now, it was really difficult for us to continue to get closer.
Suddenly a cold light appeared in the darkness, and I wiped away the dripping mucus on my face. I saw Lang Hongyi, who was just as embarrassed as me, very close to me. He actually had a fluorescent stick with a cold light on him.
This light was emanating from his hands, and behind him, I actually saw a huge purple-black heart, not far above our heads.
But none of us can hold our bodies steady now, and it is very difficult to catch each other. Sometimes when the excitement is fierce, our bodies hit hard objects on the edge of darkness, making us dizzy.
Frankly speaking, I choked on this liquid several times. Apart from trying to breathe, I didn’t dare to think about anything else, let alone the taste in my mouth!
Fortunately, I didn't throw away the ghost-killing sword in my hand. When I was thrown away again and hit the surrounding hard objects, I stabbed it without hesitation, but the sword body did not directly penetrate the obstacle.
, it was not fixed on it, it just gave me a chance to move around for a short time.
Suddenly something approached behind me, which made me alert. Just when I wanted to turn around and stab it, I heard Lang Hongyi's voice shouting, "Sanman, it's me."
After struggling here for a long time, we couldn't get together. Now, because of the shaking just now, Lang Hongyi's body was pushed towards me, and he grabbed the collar of my leather jacket. In this environment, how could anyone
Having a living person by my side can be said to have invisibly increased my sense of security.
Lang Hongyi held up the cold light stick with his other hand and said seriously, "The surrounding situation is not good, and the space seems to be shrinking."
I used this light to look around. First I looked up and looked at the heart hanging above the liquid, above our heads, emitting a faint purple-black light. It seemed that it was indeed bigger than I thought at first glance.
It's much younger now.
The second thing I looked at was the barrier not far behind me. According to the inference, we are now in the belly of the Happy God doll. Before, he had grown bigger, and we felt like we were in a yard inside.
But now the sense of space has obviously changed to the point where it is only the size of a room.
I suddenly thought, "After my previous attack was effective, Xishen's body became smaller. Could it be that someone outside is attacking him now?"
Lang Hongyi's thinking was very much in sync with mine, and he revealed another hidden worry that I had not spoken about.
"It may also be that the outside is completely controlled by the ghost troupe. The God of Joy has released the lonely souls and ghosts. He wants to return to the original normal size. He doesn't want to digest us in the stomach by squeezing, so that we can be of the same proportion.
Shrink and become his appendage forever."
I don’t know if the doll will excrete. This God of Joy, who is both good and evil, how come we met such an evil one?
I spat out the smelly liquid in my mouth, and my face turned into a dumpling with worry, "No matter what, you can't watch us being destroyed. Have you seen that heart? I always feel that that is the weakness of the God of Joy."
Lang Hongyi raised his head. He did not object to my point of view. Now we can only fight to the death. Otherwise, if we are not shrunk by the God of Joy and ground into minced meat, we may drown in the smelly place below due to lack of oxygen or lack of physical strength.
In the sticky mucus.
People are so fragile sometimes, and too many unexpected factors can cause the loss of life, so I still can't understand those people who give up their lives in good faith.
"Let's give it a try." Lang Hongyi agreed to my plan. He was the first to find a strong point and climb towards the heart above.
Unfortunately, let alone strength, there are not even any convex or concave areas. Our bodies are all covered with sticky mucus, and the friction is so small that it can be completely ignored.
"I go up, you are stronger than me, and you support me below!"
It should be said that Mr. Lang is usually a bit of a germaphobe. He basically cleans up the hygiene at home and outside without making a sound, but in an environment like this, life and death are at stake.
Lang Hongyi took a breath of the foul-smelling air, and without hesitation, plunged into the mucus at my feet.
I was floating on top, and I could feel that in order to prevent the two of them from being separated, his hands went down from my leather jacket and gently pulled the clothes on my body until he touched my ankle and suddenly exerted force.
He struggled to hold my body up from below and floated up quickly!
Even now, I hold my breath, try my best to keep my body as light as possible, and go up. With the height of two people, I can only reach about three meters at most if I jump up like this. Even if I stretch my arms desperately,
Use the ghost-killing sword in your hand to stab upwards.
It is still far away from the heart and cannot be reached at all.
I lost all weight and fell downwards, falling heavily into the mucus. If I had the ability, I wish I could close my eyes, ears, mouth and nose at this moment, but all I can do is close my eyes and mouth.
The feeling of being surrounded from head to toe by fishy mucus.
My back collar was grabbed and my head was quickly exposed out of the liquid. I wiped the mucus from my face and finally took a breath of stale air.
It failed, it was too high, and there was liquid under the feet, which had a certain release effect on the exertion of force. We couldn't even get close to the height of the heart.
Are Lang Hongyi and I really going to die here?
When I reached the calamity of fate, my death should be like this. I did not accumulate enough merits. But wasn't Lang Hongyi implicated by me for nothing? As he said, the fortune teller didn't tell me that he had more than ninety lives!
Even if someone had tampered with my destiny, I wouldn't die now. It seems that I have no intention of killing, but all living beings are still guilty of... sin because of me!