In a small town on the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River
This is a small town that wanders between prosperity and countryside. Its area is not very large, and the most prosperous area is just one street.
After leaving the city, there are continuous fields and buildings built by the villagers.
There are many small towns like this in this ancient country.
Its name can be found on the map, but except for the local people, no one pays attention to this strange and nameless place.
Perhaps some big news happened by chance to make this strange place name appear in front of the world.
But it was only a fleeting brilliance, just like those other anonymous small towns.
Yi Qiu didn't know what this place was called, so he teleported here directly through the centipede tattoo.
Just like the name of the Yellow River, the branch of the Yellow River not far from the small town is glowing with turbid yellow.
Yi Qiu looked at the ancient river in front of him. Countless years ago, there were traces of the struggle and fighting of countless ancestors here.
At the source of civilization, the light of wisdom belonging to this ancient country blooms here.
In addition, there are also fierce collisions and choices...
Yi Qiu looked through the turbid river water, and time began to glow with different colors in his eyes...
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At this time, a group of young people walking together after get off work were slowly walking along the river.
Time in a small town is undoubtedly lazier and slower than in the outside world.
I get off work before it gets dark. If nothing happens, it would be a good pastime to ask a few friends to go walking on the road in the remaining time.
Li Xingzhi is one of this group of young people.
But compared to their leisurely attitude, he seemed a little impatient in his heart.
After all, it’s time to go back and place orders.
The so-called ordering means that he uses his rest time to do part-time training.
As a player with fair talent, he has achieved pretty good results through unremitting power training.
When faced with those intrigues and embarrassments, he also thought about whether to quit his current job.
However, as a trendy product of the times, Li Xingzhi knew that power training would not be a long-term solution.
Sometimes, the original intention of life determines that it is difficult to maintain the ideal pink...
When rational thinking is still swirling in the mind, the weight of life will not be lighter by half.
It always becomes heavier and never gives people a chance to escape...
"You guys go for a walk first, I have to go back to work, you know..."
Wang Xingzhi said helplessly to his friend next to him.
Of course he also wanted to take a lazy stroll by the river, but he was a little afraid.
He is afraid of being so lazy, he is always busy.
He couldn't stop, because when he stopped, he needed to face something more cruel than life:
He needs to wake up again and face this boring life.
Wang Xingzhi is not afraid of loneliness. What he is afraid of is that the world gradually loses its color in his eyes...
Yes, if there is some kind of colorful brilliance in the bitter life, there is still something worth fighting for.
But the gray life makes people feel helpless and gradually fall into a sense of self-destructive emptiness...
"Go, go, I know you're going to be busy."
The friend nodded, expressing understanding.
He knew what Wang Xingzhi used his rest time to do, and he understood it.
After apologizing to his friends, Wang Xingzhi began to walk back.
He had walked this road many times, and had the experience of walking alone toward the dormitory at the end of the light many times.
But today, there seems to be something new spreading on this road...
Yes, he felt that sticky, unknowable stuff flooding the air.
It seemed that there was some unknown existence in the darkness, staring at him under the afterglow of the street lamp.
The roar of the Yellow River's diversion next to it seemed to have some unknown echoes.
The turbid river water lapped at the river bed, and there seemed to be some kind of terrifying existence stirring in the muddy water under the darkness...
Wang Xingzhi stood still, panting nervously.
He felt that the road in front of him was so unfamiliar, but the road in front of him was exactly the same as in his memory.
When memories are severely distorted, self-protective confusion begins to appear.
Wang Xingzhi looked at the road in front of him. He didn't know if he had been here before, and he didn't know where this road would lead.
He felt that his brain was a little swollen and painful. At this time, he should go back to the dormitory to rest.
There are always some places that are given different colors by life.
Just like for Wang Xingzhi, the simple dormitory arranged by the company was a place for him to rest and recover.
When he closed the door and put on his headphones, everything in the world was blocked out.
Probably his thoughts triggered some kind of rule.
He began to feel that the road in front of him became twisted, and his steps that had stayed in place began to become crooked.
As if he was drunk, the world appeared absurd and upside down in front of him.
He seemed to see the street lights turning into crooked monsters, emitting a dim, yellow light that was full of some unknown meaning.
And in the darkness on the roadside, there are countless fluorescent lights flickering.
The scene should have been full of dreamy colors - provided the fluorescence didn't come from strange eyes.
A creepy feeling filled Wang Xingzhi's heart.
He didn't know what kind of situation he was in now, but he knew that he was in danger now.
After all, facing the fear of death, there is no need to express it in words.
Even though Wang Xingzhi didn't know the meaning of those gadgets, he felt some uneasiness from them.
Just like a guy who has never seen a tiger will not think that this furry guy is a kind person.
Its claws and tusks clearly indicate its role in nature.
For humans, these have formed instinctive feedback.
Just like the unknown fear of spiders, it is an ancient message originating from the depths of the blood.
But now, Wang Xingzhi can clearly feel this wonderful ancient warning originating from the depths of his blood!
And just when those guys seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, he felt as if something slapped him on the head.
Suddenly, his vision was separated from the chaotic world.
And in a sudden glance before leaving, he saw those twisted existences running away like mice after seeing a cat...
Then the next moment, a golden, god-like eye with no emotional fluctuations appeared in his field of vision...