Stinky blood rose into the sky, and the big rat's headless body fell heavily to the ground. Scarlet blood spread quickly like a river.
Wang Jin gasped for air, large drops of blood rolled down from the sun in his hand, and the smell was extremely fishy.
His heart was beating harder than ever before, and he felt as if he had been on the verge of life and death.
This extremely intense life and death crisis did not come from the big rat itself, but from the two gray mist on the big rat.
The two gray mist were not huge, and were as thin as spider silk. However, when they rushed into Wang Jin's body, they caused such huge damage in an instant.
If it weren't for the brilliant sword intent in Wang Jin's body, he would have been completely swallowed up by the two gray mist.
"What is going on... Why is the gray mist in the dream world not so corrosive at all, but in the real world, it has such terrifying power..." Wang Jin calmed down slowly
When I came down and thought about what had just happened, I still couldn't believe it.
It has been more than a day or two since he entered the dream world. Almost every night, he will be accompanied by the gray mist.
However, in the dream world, the gray mist did not show even a trace of corrosiveness, and did not even cause any harm to Wang Jin. The only ones that could hurt Wang Jin were the monsters in the dream world.
.
But now, in this real world, just two insignificant wisps of gray mist almost killed Wang Jin.
Is there such a huge gap between the dream world and the real world?
"Is there something abnormal in the fog in the real world, or is the gray fog supposed to be like this, but there are some strange changes in me in the dream world that prevent the gray fog from hurting me?" Wang Jin's mind
These two speculations emerged.
He actually prefers the latter. After all, he entered the dream world for some unknown reason.
He is a heterogeneous existence in the dream world. The gray mist cannot harm him in the dream world, but in the real world, it is lost.
As an "alien", the gray mist can cause harm to him. This seems to be reasonable.
Of course, the top priority right now is not to consider whether the gray fog is abnormal or not. What he needs to consider is how this gray fog appears in the real world!
The gray mist that should only exist in the dream world has appeared in the real world, and has even shown such huge corrosiveness and lethality.
Does this mean that a certain connection is gradually being established between the dream world and the real world?
And this connection will allow the fog in the dream world to penetrate into the real world bit by bit?
With the powerful lethality shown by this gray mist in the real world, if the gray mist in the dream world really entered the real world in large quantities... Wang Jin couldn't even believe the consequences.
That would definitely be a huge disaster!
"The connection between the dream world and the real world..." Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across Wang Jin's mind.
The dream world and the real world, two completely unrelated worlds, what is the connection between them?
The only connection is with yourself! You are the only one who enters the dream world every night and returns to the real world during the day!
Only oneself is possible and qualified to become that so-called
"connect"!
"So...it was me who caused the mist in the dream world to appear in the real world? I entered the dream world at night and returned to the real world during the day, so I made the mist in the real world appear in the real world.
In the gray mist in the dream world?" At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Wang Jin's mind.
He feels more and more that this guess is possible. After all, there are two completely unrelated worlds. One world has no life in it, and the other is still thriving. The only connection between the two is probably Wang Jin!
"So...if I want to prevent the real world from being damaged, I must cut off entry into the dream world...But when I enter the dream world, it is not at all of my own free will. How can I cut off the connection with the dream world?"
?" Wang Jin was silent, but soon realized something was wrong.
"No! If the gray fog enters the real world because of my existence, then I have been in the dream world for more than half a year. Why is the gray fog entering the real world now?" As soon as this idea appeared, let
Wang Jin's originally certain thoughts suddenly became a little uncertain.
"How did the gray mist enter the real world through me?" Questions filled Wang Jin's mind.
Wang Jin currently has no answers to these doubts. After standing there and thinking for a long time, Wang Jin finally gave up on finding the answers based on his current knowledge reserves.
After suppressing the doubts in his mind, Wang Jin realized that the smell of blood in his nose was extremely fishy.
It didn't look like a just-dead animal, but rather like a creature that had been dead for a long time. There was a strong smell of decay in its aura, which made Wang Jin frown uncontrollably.
"It's time to think about how to explain what happened here to others..." Wang Jin frowned and began to think about the aftermath in his mind.
You can't hide the matter about Huiwu, but you can't tell others so straightforwardly. You must find a suitable excuse to expose the matter about Huiwu and make them realize the seriousness of the matter.
"Now... let's find a place to rest first..." Wang Jin stretched out and felt a wave of tiredness welling up in his heart. He put Xuanri back into his sheath and walked towards the distance.
The stench here really made it difficult for him to sleep. As Wang Jin's figure gradually disappeared, the area became quiet.
The moonlight was hazy like water, shining on the corpse of the big rat, and the blood was rippling, which was indescribably weird.
In the silence, suddenly there was a rustling sound. The ground, which was already a mess, suddenly had pieces of soil being arched up, and soon pairs of gray eyes poked out from the ground. First,
After looking around and finding nothing unusual, the rustling sounds intensified, and soon, a large number of little mice emerged from the ground.
Each of the mice was only the size of a hand, but the fangs protruding from their mouths were almost larger than their bodies. All the mice's eyes were dim and gray.
They quickly gathered around the big rat's body, opening their mouths to suck the blood on the ground. Some of them stood up with their upper bodies standing up, looking towards the direction where Wang Jin left. The zombie-like rat faces seemed to be smiling.
generally.
But just as that smile appeared, the originally hazy moonlight suddenly flashed and was abruptly cut off by a dark shadow.
"Sure enough, there is a fish that slipped through the net..." The red light fell down, and Wang Jin's figure floated like a giant. In a flash, surrounded by red sword light, he instantly wiped out most of the gray rats around him.
The few remaining gray rats panicked, and the squeaking sound instantly broke the original peace of the area. Several gray rats fled in panic and scattered in all directions. However, how could Wang Jin, who was well prepared, give them a chance to escape.
He snorted coldly, turned the sun in his hand, and large swaths of red fell out like raindrops. With a squeaking scream, all the gray rats were decapitated, and their bodies fell to the ground, motionless.
Wang Jin had a cold face, stepped in the smelly atmosphere, and inspected back and forth several times. After confirming that nothing was missing, he put the hanging sun back into its sheath.
When he just killed the big rat, he noticed that the gray mist aura in the underground didn't seem to have completely disappeared, and there were still a few obscure gray mist auras hidden.
But the aura of gray mist was buried deep underground, and Wang Jin had no choice but to pretend to retreat and wait for an opportunity.
As he expected, these mice infected by the gray fog were found again.
"So is this gray fog contagious..." Looking at the mouse corpses on the ground, each corpse had a faint smell of gray fog, and Wang Jin's heart became heavier.
Since gray fog is contagious, it means that as long as a trace of gray fog appears in the real world, it is a fatal danger.
The most important thing is that Wang Jin doesn't even know how to extinguish this gray fog. Although the sword intention in his body can eliminate the gray fog, he cannot mobilize the sword intention in his body every time the gray fog appears.
Bar?
"Let's give it a try first and see if modern scientific and technological means can detect traces of gray fog..." His worries were useless after all, so Wang Jin simply ignored them and quietly waited for dawn to go down the mountain.
...In the early morning, the fog in Heming Mountain had just dissipated. The village chief, who had not slept all night, was already standing at the intersection of the road going down from Heming Mountain, waiting. He kept pacing, and it was obvious that he was very worried.
nervous.
Suddenly he heard Shasha's voice and looked up. On the way down the mountain, in the mist that had not yet completely dissipated, a slender figure was walking down the mountain step by step.
The figure walked steadily, holding a sword in one hand, but the other hand seemed to be dragging something, and there was a heavy rubbing sound behind the figure.
The village chief smelled a foul smell of blood, looked at the figure slowly walking out of the mist in surprise, and subconsciously took a step back.
A handsome face finally came out of the fog. He raised his hand and with a bang, threw the corpse that was more than twice his size dragged behind him in front of the village chief.