As long as the magic sound interferes with Chen Zhen's mind, the sound of the clouds will sound.
However, although the sound of cloud board can refer to God and wisdom, it has always been unable to completely drive the magic sound to interfere with Chen Zhen.
In the sound of rapid cloud boards, the ghostly ghost sound can still be clearly passed into Chen Zhen's ears.
"Come, kid, I like your clean and pure child, waiting for you for a long time ..."
"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ..."
The sound of magic sounds and cloud boards continued to staggered, and Chen Zhen's eardrum was constantly impulsive.
Chen Zhenxin became more and more irritable, and more and more restless.
He suddenly loosen the trunk, covered his ears with his hands, and closed his eyes tightly without looking at the terrible big skeleton on the opposite side.
Then start reading "Book of Rites" in the mouth:
"The gentleman is thinking about victory, thinking, then moves, and then walks, you must think about it, you must think about it, you must think that you have no regrets, you can also be cautious ..."
When you end up loud, you can only recall the content in the book. The mind began to focus again. The magic sound in the ear was obviously lower than just now.
Chen Zhen's mood can finally get a little Anning.
His heart is happy.
After knowing the stop, there is fixed, then it can be calm, and then can be safe.
Quiet, can be resentful.
Chen Zhen started to read aloud loudly.
Gradually left in the ear.
But there is a very obvious disadvantage of recitation in this way.
That is very expensive.
After reading it for a long time, Chen Zhen felt that his mouth was dry, and his throat was painful with the hot spicy pain, and the sound of endorsement followed down.
And the sound of his magic sound seemed to be staring at him all the time.
As long as the sound of endorsement was low, the magic sound immediately counterattacked, and Chen Zhen was disturbed again. There was no way to increase the volume again, and the end of the end was stopped.
Chen Zhen stood under the old tree like this, covering his ears with both hands, and endlessly endorsing in his mouth.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ..."
Whenever he increases the volume of endorsement, the sound of the clouds of the master will become particularly clear.
The voice of the cloud board was crisp and clever, as if it could break the strange hazy shrouded in Chen Zhenxin's head, and made him forget the strange dream in front of him.
At this time, Chen Zhen feels calm and serene, and the deep horror shrouded in his heart will be reduced a lot, but when he is too tired, the magic sound will come back immediately.
Long room.
With the passage of time, Chen Zhen felt that his physical strength was constantly declining, and his voice became more and more dumb.
Chen Zhen felt that there was a slight fishy salty gas in his throat, and his throat had already hurt very much.
Chen Zhen knew that his throat was shouting, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment.
He was very clear in his heart. As long as he stopped endorsement, his mind would be disturbed by the magic sound immediately.
He was afraid that he sank into this terrible dream, and he could no longer wake up.
"Bao Jinyu, and loyalty to think of treasure; do not pray for land, righteousness thinks about land;
The throat pain caused a cough for a while.
Speaking constantly, Chen Zhen felt that there seemed to be a steel needle stabbing in his throat.
He opened his mouth laboriously, and his lips were desperately moving, but in the end, his mouth could only make a "haha" virtual sound, and he could no longer make the sound of the bang reading.
The dry lips opened and closed helplessly, like a fish that was thrown into the case, and struggled in vain and uselessly.
The sound of the clouds of the Master is getting farther and farther, and the summoning of the magic sound is clearly at hand.
The small town candlelight in the big skull's eyes seemed to laugh at his futile.
Chen Zhen finally couldn't hold it, and he dangled and covered his ears with frustration and exhausted.
When Chen Zhen raised his head weakly and found out in surprise, the huge skeleton was almost in front of him.
The pair of empty eyes are facing Chen Zhen. Among them, the lights of the stars are also in Chen Zhen's eyes.
At this moment, in a short time, the specific scene in the skeleton's eyes, Chen Zhen almost looked clear.
When he saw the scenery in the big skull, he almost couldn't believe his eyes.
In the big skeleton, the star fire family, cooked smoke, not elsewhere.
It is the town of Hundun, where he lives!
The town in the big skull turned out to be Huntun town where he lived!
When I really see the real appearance of the town, Chen Zhen feels like a cold and cold.
Why is Huntun Town in the weird big skull?
Is this a dream? Or a reality?
Chen Zhen was panicked for a while.
I started to doubt where I was at this moment.
"Come, kid, you are right, this is where you live, come, kid, you should go home ..."
The magic sound came again and poured into Chen Zhen's ears.
This time, Chen Zhen had forgotten the endorsement, and there was no Master's cloud on his ears.
That strange voice drilled into his consciousness without any defense.
"go home……"
Chen Zhen's eyes began to gradually become scattered.
"Yes, go home, good boy, you live here, go home, ..."
The magic sound sounded in a timely manner, and it was erratic, and he did not distinguish between far and near, but he was strangely poured into Chen Zhen's mind, and instantly occupied all his consciousness.
Chen Zhen's pupils began to shrink sharply. With the induction of the magic sound, he gently made his head: "Well, I live here, I should ... go home ..."
"Yes, kid. You should come back, come, your home is here, come back soon ..."
The sound of the magic sound was low, and the gentle whispered, as if he could see Chen Zhen's heart thought, seduced it a little bit.
Chen Zhen's staggering footsteps began to move forward step by step.
Chen Zhen's pupils are shrinking smaller and smaller, and only the size of pinhole is left. A pair of eyes are empty, and they walk forward mechanically.
Step by step, bypassing the old tree, walking out of the woods, and walking towards the dark and weird big skull.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ..."
The sound of the cloud board knocking sounded through the dense woods full of weird and strong fog, and they were always urgent to urged.
However, when the sound of the cloud board passed through the dense forest and passed on to the wilderness outside the forest, it would be blown up by the hung night breeze, which became flutter and was finally ignored by Chen Zhen.
Chen Zhen moved forward mechanically, repeating stiffly in his mouth: "Back, go home ... I want to go back ... home ..."
If Yan Yan is here at this moment, you can see Chen Zhen at a glance, just like taking them to the night of the night fog and wilderness.
The empty night, dense fog flowing, between dense forests and big skeletons, a thin boy with a thin body is stiff like a corpse.
The teenager walked out of the dense forest, stepped into the wasteland, and moved step by step, with the black cave and large skeleton with black paint ...