Looking back, there has always been a bleak place, neither wind nor rain.
The ink is as thick as smoke, and it is dark. The purple-black thorn vine is squirming like a snake. At this moment, it sticks to one side, like a hunter waiting for the opportunity. As long as there is a slight flaw, it will strike with full force.
The soil was tangled and grass blades were flying everywhere. In the most chaotic place, there was a figure lying on the ground, a half-year-old child. He was motionless and very out of strength. Only his body slowly told with his breathing that he was still alive.
This is a closed space. From the person who fell to the ground, there is nothingness, darkness, and invisible objects for a few feet to the left and right. The border is connected to the upper part, and the lichen is connected to the lower part. The thorny vines look like worms in the front and look at them with eagerness. Only behind, there seems to be a little bit.
The gap is incompatible with this, and there seems to be light.
"Ahem..." The man who had been lying on the ground without moving for a long time seemed to have regained his breath.
Zhou Yeqing curled up and moved slowly. After a long time, he finally came to his senses and half-sat down, a little decadent and weak. Severely dehydrated, he unconsciously licked his withered lips and swallowed his saliva. Other than that, he didn't do anything.
Even though he moved, his eyes were still a little dull and blank.
It took him a while, but he took a deep, long breath before he recovered. He reached out to lift up his trouser legs and looked at the ankle injury. At this time, the thorn vine was gone, but there was already a thorn on the ankle.
There is no skin and flesh, and the ankle bone can be seen directly at a glance, and upon closer inspection, there are hole-like scars on the ankle bone. Although they are not penetrating, they still leave traces.
Zhou Yeqing looked at the broken foot and felt a little cold in his heart. A mixed emotion of intolerance and disgust filled his body. The bleeding had not been stopped yet. He searched all over his body but could not find anything that could stop the bleeding. He saw blood.
It has attracted other things, like a kind of ants, as big as a thumb, and they began to surround the blood, as if they were devouring it.
"Harm~" Zhou Yeqing was helpless, he had no better way.
Immediately, he raised his right hand, raised his two middle fingers, gathered Gang Qi on it, his eyes were bright, and he spoke from the heart. "Pfft~" After a sudden muffled sound, there was a cluster of flames on the fingertips, which was
The Tao fire he condensed.
"Have you made a mistake...?" Seeing the small flame on his fingertips that seemed to be not yet full moon, it was really as "qi" as a hairpin. Zhou Yeqing asked the sky speechlessly, this is too small, really
What a sin.
He looked at several faces with disgust, and finally shook his head feebly. After all, he had no other choice. Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. With Zhou Yeqing's tragic face, he slowly stretched out his hand.
Ankle.
"Ouch~wahahahaha~oh slightly~ahhhhh..."
After a burst of cries of crying for father and mother, howling ghosts and ghosts, the small flame that was not full moon also completed its mission and dissipated with a wisp of green smoke. Zhou Yeqing looked at the still smoking ankle and felt helpless.
He showed a wry smile.
"You will suffer a big loss this time..."
After taking a breath, Zhou Yeqing tore off half of his sleeve and wrapped his ankle. The process went smoothly. The pain was probably numb and he didn't feel much anymore. With support, he stood up slowly. Looking at the ground, he didn't know when it was gone.
Amidst the swarming ants, he did not forget to joke: "You don't get it for free! You have to pay it back." After saying that, Zhou Yeqing looked up again and looked ahead. The purple and black thorn vines were swimming slowly, as if they were taking a nap.
The long worm made no movement.
"Goodbye, you can take your time and play by yourself."
After saying that, he walked towards the bright part of the gap at the back, limping. When he reached the edge of the gap, Zhou Yeqing saw the outside. The place was beautiful with clear mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant, the sun was shining brightly, and it was like a dream. He saw that it was as beautiful as a dream.
Like a dream.
After walking a few more steps, I was about to leave this dark place.
"Ding~" was a strange sound, like a bell. Zhou Yeqing was also stunned. He reached out and took out the white bell without knowing why. He looked at the white bell in his hand carefully, but there was nothing strange about the white bell.
But after making that sound, there was no more movement. Zhou Yeqing was a little confused, so he took it back, thinking it was a coincidence and didn't take it to heart.
He walked towards the gap, limping. But there seemed to be something in his heart, as if it had been forgotten by him, but it was reviving at this moment. He walked towards the gap, and the thing in his heart was also walking towards him. Gradually, Zhou Yeqing
Slower and slower, he stopped near the gap.
The halo of light outside the gap fell on his face, and it was so warm that he could embrace it with just one step. Zhou Yeqing just lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. But not long after, he suddenly turned around,
Coming towards the front.
He is coming forward!
Although he was limping and a little slow, he still moved forward, with a staggering step but firm strength, until he came to the purple-black thorn vine.
The purple and black thorn vine sensed it, and a vine branch as thick as an arm, like a long snake, stretched out and came to the ignorant boy, condescendingly. Zhou Yeqing looked at it and tried his best to straighten up, but he did not shy away.
!
"My parents would be very disappointed if they knew that I ran away like this." He looked at the thorn vine and said this, then suddenly grinned and fearlessly shouted: "I don't accept it! Come again!"
The boy's voice rang out in this space and echoed for a long time, like the retreating soldiers holding up the fallen flag and shouting! Kill the enemy!
The thorn vine was hanging in the air, but surprisingly, it did not move at this moment. Zhou Yeqing patted the ashes on his body, spit out the sand in his mouth, rubbed his face with both hands, and gathered the Gang Qi in his hands to prepare a blow.
Beaten.
Just when Zhou Yeqing was about to make a move, a burst of smoke suddenly rose from the thorn vine, and then it was like calligraphy and painting entering water, smearing, and not long after, it turned into a mist and dissipated.
Zhou Yeqing was stunned when he saw this sudden change. He didn't know whether to put down his raised hands for a moment. The smoke dispersed sharply, and the scene in front of him appeared at the foot of Laojun Mountain again. Zhou Yeqing stood in the purple
In front of the black bush, it seems as if I have never left again.
"Isn't it? Is it an illusion?" Zhou Yeqing looked around and quickly checked his whole body. The ankle injury was completely gone. This confirmed that what just happened was indeed not real.
But there was a faint pain in his hands. Zhou Yeqing opened his palms and saw that there were real scars in his palms. However, the blood had dried up at this moment, and it seemed that a long time had passed.
With doubts, Zhou Yeqing turned his attention to the purple-black bush. When he got closer and was about to take a closer look, unexpectedly, the purple-black bush automatically moved away to both sides, leaving a trail in the blink of an eye.
The path up the mountain.
"this........."
Zhou Yeqing looked at the path, which was winding and leading directly to the mountain. For a moment, he was stunned.