An ominous premonition surged out of Chen Yang's heart.
"...I've been gone for a long time?"
He could guess that the various strange phenomena in front of him should be the changes brought about by the revival of spiritual energy.
However, this change is definitely not something that can happen in a few months.
Even if you don’t talk about science and talk about metaphysics, you still have a word of learning, and you have to talk about the Basic Law, right?
There is only the magic of time, not all truth.
"The flow of time in the two worlds is different..."
Chen Yang swallowed, and an idea that he should have thought of a long time ago appeared in his mind, but he had been trying his best to suppress it with a sense of luck.
Time flow rate.
He had been vaguely afraid.
The little time he spent in the world of Longmen County, converted to the earth, how long was it?
How many months?
several years?
Or, decades?
Chen Yangsheng was afraid that after practicing hard and returning to Earth, he would become the captain of the United States. He would still look young, but his wife would be old and dying.
In that case, what's the point of all his struggles and efforts?
"Will not."
"Don't scare yourself."
Chen Yang comforted himself and walked towards the ox-sized Tibetan mastiff.
That Tibetan Mastiff has a mane that is even more powerful than a lion's. It is strong, ferocious, and violent. Just the low roar in its throat can scare the sheep into excrement.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yang felt a little sad for the owner of the Tibetan Mastiff.
If this sheep is overtaken several times, it will be pulled to death even if it is just pulled.
How big of a heart do you have to let such a ferocious beast-level Tibetan Mastiff do the work of herding sheep?
Chen Yang's approach attracted the Tibetan Mastiff's attention just a few hundred meters away.
It leaned down and made a snoring sound from its throat, with a fierce light in its yellow-green eyes.
This is great, all the sheep are lying on the ground.
Chen Yang remained unmoved and walked over step by step.
One hundred meters, ten meters, five meters...
Chen Yang didn't stop until he was only one meter away from the Tibetan Mastiff.
The Tibetan Mastiff did not pounce.
Its spiritual sense as a strange beast is constantly warning it that it will die, it will die.
"Take me to your master."
Chen Yang said casually.
It didn't really matter what he said in his mouth. He used the magical power of Yinshen and the method of visualization to keep this thought in mind, and then passed it to the Tibetan Mastiff through his eyes.
This method was also Chen Yang's impromptu idea.
Whether it had any effect, he didn't know.
"The worst I can do is get a beating."
"After a good beating, you will know you can go home."
Chen Yang thought so.
He also rolled up his sleeves and was ready to do just that.
Unexpectedly, whether the Tibetan Mastiff understood the meaning in his eyes or had a premonition of being beaten, it actually restrained its fierceness and reluctantly wagged its tail, as if to say, "I agree, please don't beat me."
"Lead the way."
Chen Yang said with a strange expression.
This Tibetan Mastiff has something special.
It was a good beating, but it ran away.
Chen Yang didn't intend to fight a big dog unless necessary.
The Tibetan Mastiff nodded humanely, and then did not lead the way immediately. Instead, he picked up the sheep one by one, lifted them up, and hurried back home.
Facing the threat from Chen Yang, it actually remembered to drive the sheep home.