"Sister, you are so fast at dispersing the fog. You are the fastest person I have ever seen since Uncle Cuntou Wu." Zhuzhu praised with a smile.
Ling Wudi glanced around. This was a typical small village. However, although his eyes became clearer, the place in the distance was still surrounded by heavy weapons, and the terrain of the village could not be seen at all.
"Sister, if you leave the village, your spiritual power must be very strong, otherwise you will not be able to come back! But...sister, where did you come from?" Zhuzhu continued to ask.
Where did it come from? Ling Wudi narrowed his eyes and a dark light flashed slightly.
"You said there is a person with strong spiritual power in this village?" Ling Wudi did not answer the question and asked another question.
Zhuzhu nodded vigorously: "That brother doesn't know where he comes from. It was Zhuzhu who picked him up from the road and brought him back to the village, but he is very powerful!"
"Take me to him!"
"Okay, sister, I'll take you there right now!" This piggy child was quite cheerful.
Ling Wudi said happily, as if he had just appeared here early in the morning waiting for him to appear.
But no matter what the situation was, Ling Wudi suppressed his uneasiness now.
This village is said to be a village, but in fact it is just a road, from east to west...
As they walked, Ling Wudi asked more curiously: "You said you are a sheep herder, where do you herd them?"
"Ah, sister, over there. Look, the field on the right is full of sheep. All the sheep in the village are there!" The child pointed to the end on the left.
Although he had long known that it was an illusory world, Ling Wudi felt even more uneasy.
This so-called village is so irrationally built that it can even be said to be like a child's simple graffiti on paper.
And Rappe's fantasy world is so real that you can't tell the difference...
What made Ling Wudi frown even more was the voice that kept shouting in his ears, like the distorted voices of thousands of people...
The two of them walked outside a house, only to see the door outside the house and the windows covered with thick straw. Ling Wudi glanced at the children beside him in confusion.
"Brother Wuming, there is a sister coming to see you!" Zhuzhu shouted at the door.
There was no reaction in the house...
"Are you not at home?" Ling Wudi asked.
Zhuzhu shook his head: "Brother Wuming will not be away from home, he is afraid of the noise!"
Noisy? Ling Wudi is having a headache from the sound in his ears, so...
Without saying anything, Ling Wudi simply walked to the door and broke in.
The dark house was filled with the strange smell of herbs. In addition to a chair and a bed, there was only a lot of straw left in the whole house...
Although Ling Wudi's heart was heavy, he still walked to the simple bed, which was just a wooden board.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the dead-looking man on the bed suddenly stretched out two fingers and clamped Ling Wudi's hand directly.
When "Who 1" came out, Ling Wudi was immediately overjoyed.
"Wuhan! It's me!" Ling Wudi called.
But the person on the bed didn't respond quickly. After a few seconds, he asked again: "Who!?"
"I am Wudi..." Ling Wudi's joy just now fell to the bottom in an instant.
"Wudi?" The person on the bed finally reacted, but what happened next made Ling Wudi feel even more panicked. "I don't know you, just leave..." |
The man's back was always facing him, but Ling Wudi could clearly see the slight trembling of this man's body at this moment...,
He became more and more certain in his heart that the man curled up on the simple bed with his back to him was Wuhan.
After making up his mind, Ling Wudi used some brute force to turn the person over on the bed...
It's just... At this glance, even Ling Wudi took a deep breath!... "Sister, you are so fast at dispersing the fog. You are the fastest person I have ever met since Uncle Cuntou Wu." Zhuzhu smiled
He praised.
Ling Wudi glanced around. This was a typical small village. However, although his eyes became clearer, the place in the distance was still surrounded by heavy weapons, and the terrain of the village could not be seen at all.
"Sister, if you leave the village, your spiritual power must be very strong, otherwise you will not be able to come back! But...sister, where did you come from?" Zhuzhu continued to ask.
Where did it come from? Ling Wudi narrowed his eyes and a dark light flashed slightly.
"You said there is a person with strong spiritual power in this village?" Ling Wudi did not answer the question and asked another question.
Zhuzhu nodded vigorously: "That brother doesn't know where he comes from. It was Zhuzhu who picked him up from the road and brought him back to the village, but he is very powerful!"
"Take me to him!"
"Okay, sister, I'll take you there right now!" This piggy child was quite cheerful.
Ling Wudi said happily, as if he had just appeared here early in the morning waiting for him to appear.
But no matter what the situation was, Ling Wudi suppressed his uneasiness now.
This village is said to be a village, but in fact it is just a road, from east to west...
As they walked, Ling Wudi asked more curiously: "You said you are a sheep herder, where do you herd them?"
"Ah, sister, over there. Look, the field on the right is full of sheep. All the sheep in the village are there!" The child pointed to the end on the left.
Although he had long known that it was an illusory world, Ling Wudi felt even more uneasy.
This so-called village is so irrationally built that it can even be said to be like a child's simple graffiti on paper.
And Rappe's fantasy world is so real that you can't tell the difference...
What made Ling Wudi frown even more was the voice that kept shouting in his ears, like the distorted voices of thousands of people...
The two of them walked outside a house, only to see the door outside the house and the windows covered with thick straw. Ling Wudi glanced at the children beside him in confusion.
"Brother Wuming, there is a sister coming to see you!" Zhuzhu shouted at the door.
There was no reaction in the house...
"Are you not at home?" Ling Wudi asked.
Zhuzhu shook his head: "Brother Wuming will not be away from home, he is afraid of the noise!"
Noisy? Ling Wudi is having a headache from the sound in his ears, so...
Without saying anything, Ling Wudi simply walked to the door and broke in.
The dark house was filled with the strange smell of herbs. In addition to a chair and a bed, there was only a lot of straw left in the whole house...
Although Ling Wudi's heart was heavy, he still walked to the simple bed, which was just a wooden board.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the dead-looking man on the bed suddenly stretched out two fingers and clamped Ling Wudi's hand directly.
When "Who 1" came out, Ling Wudi was immediately overjoyed.
"Wuhan! It's me!" Ling Wudi called.
But the person on the bed didn't respond quickly. After a few seconds, he asked again: "Who!?"
"I am Wudi..." Ling Wudi's joy just now fell to the bottom in an instant.
"Wudi?" The person on the bed finally reacted, but what happened next made Ling Wudi feel even more panicked. "I don't know you, just leave..." |
The man's back was always facing him, but Ling Wudi could clearly see the slight trembling of this man's body at this moment...,
He became more and more certain in his heart that the man curled up on the simple bed with his back to him was Wuhan.
After making up his mind, Ling Wudi used some brute force to turn the person over on the bed...
It's just... At this glance, even Ling Wudi took a deep breath!...