Han Yu glanced at the village and said: "Let's rest on the spot. I don't think we should live in the village anymore. The farther we go to the sinful city, the more evil it becomes. It's better to just rest on the grass. It's only two square meters in radius."
There’s not even a bug in there.”
"What you said makes sense," Chu Dayou said, "We have already suffered a lot from this, so it would be best to get on the grass as soon as possible."
At this moment, a child appeared in front of everyone: "Guys, it's not very safe outside. It's better to go into the village."
"No!" Peng Jiarong's eyes almost popped out of his head. It was so terrifying. He had suffered a lot in the village several times. Even if there was danger outside, he didn't want to live in the village anymore.
"Hey?" The child couldn't understand. "Brother, why do you say that?"
"Ha, you don't know what we encountered along the way. There's no way I can tell you all about it." Peng Jiarong, a chatty person, started talking again. "I'm telling you, there are all monsters and monsters along the way. Everyone
Something is happening in the village!"
"That's it." The child was also very shocked. After all, he had never thought of such a thing. "But this time you may have a hard time talking about it. If we are here, there will be more trouble if we don't enter the village. You must
Believe me."
Han Yu glanced at the group of people around him, thought about what happened along the way, and hesitated a little. After all, it was really hard to say. Sometimes his luck was not very good, and he needed to take a gamble.
"Let's do this. You all go into the village and leave me here alone. I want to see my luck. If you are in danger, just remember to send an artillery to signal me." Han Yu said,
Then he asked Feng Xuanming to take the people to the village.
As for myself, I must try my luck. Although I am a little bit suicidal, it doesn't matter. Nothing will happen until I enter the real Sin City, and I still have some
There's a Poké Ball, so I'm not afraid of it.
It was getting late, the moon began to rise, and there were not many clouds. The moonlight shone on the earth, and a small breeze blew through it, which made it feel cool, but it felt a bit unpleasant after it blew on my body.
Han Yu touched the long sword in his hand and thought: The weather is really good today. Fortunately, it is not a dark and windy night. Otherwise, it would be quite scary. Moreover, things would be very difficult to handle in one night.
Not sleeping is not a big deal for a practitioner, but staring at the surroundings all night long is unbearable.
This thing is quite strange. No matter how high your cultivation level is, it is very uncomfortable to keep paying attention to the happenings around you. Moreover, this kind of discomfort is not ordinary. It is not easy to recover. It is not like mental strength. Take a sleep.
Just fine.
It consumes energy. Energy is not like mental power. Energy is like the amount of energy a person can do in bed. Mental power is a person’s mental energy. These are two different things. Energy can determine mental power.
And mental strength cannot determine energy.
Finally, at midnight, the dark wind finally started. Han Yu said to himself: "Has it finally started? I have been waiting for a long time. It seems that my luck is not very good. In the future, I
Or don’t listen to them.”
Han Yu said, putting his hands on his waist, his face looked like Tony Stark's indifferent expression, but he was already scolding in his heart: Is there a ghost as promised? Why don't you come out?
?Wait for me to call him? Why don't you just sell it? Let's find someone who gets scolded. This is so unprofessional!
"Friend, are you looking for me? Why are you exactly the same as me?" A transparent Han Yu appeared behind Han Yu, but the tone was really different, and it was very troublesome to describe.
But if I had to describe it succinctly, it would just be a sissy.
"Who are you?" Han Yu asked. After all, this is a guy with the same subtitles as himself. His blue body looks like the genie in Aladdin's lamp, but his voice sounds like a river.
God.
Thinking of this, Han Yu couldn't help but think, "Young woodcutter, did you drop this golden ax or this silver ax?"
"I am you. Don't believe me. In fact, I also want to ask you who you are. But since we are so in tune with each other, I'd better tell you my guess. I may have learned from you.
After all, there are some memories that I don’t have here.” He said with a smile.
"Well, what a coincidence, I feel the same way. I feel that my soul is lighter, as if a fat man has successfully lost weight. But, then again, why is this?" Han Yu couldn't understand what happened.
What, and why is this happening?
"Then you really asked the right person. I don't know either. If I knew, I wouldn't turn around and ask you. Why don't I just run away?"
For the first time, Han Yu felt that what he said was so reasonable. It couldn't be a clone, just like Alice in Resident Evil.
"That is to say, you don't know why you were separated from my body, right?" Han Yu stared at the eyes of his other self, feeling a little numb in his mind. The world is terrible. Peng Jiarong's two souls
One body, one body for Feng Xuanming's six souls, one body for several of his souls?
This may be the best question of the year. It tests one's IQ, brainstorming ability, and luck. However, based on Han Yu's luck, it should be impossible to guess the answer to this question.
"I think so, but there shouldn't be anything wrong with it. It would be more interesting if there were two souls." The spirit's face seemed to be really happy.
Han Yu started to count, Peng Jiarong had two, Feng Xuanming had six. So, is the number of his souls four or ten? Or it has nothing to do with this, five of the Five Elements? Eight Bagua? Six of Zhouyi
Fourteen hexagrams and sixty-four?
If that's really the case, then just commit suicide. It's like having a tea party in your head, and you have to number it. If you don't number it, you won't recognize it. It's so troublesome.
"Have you seen anything? After all, you are a spirit body, so you can feel something after all, right? By the way, help me take a look at that village to see if there is anything going on there." Han Yu pointed to the village over there, but look at it
His eyes were a little blurry.
"Is there... a village? Why didn't I see it? There are quite a few ghosts around, but there is no village. Let me take a closer look." The spirit instantly transformed itself into a large head and a small body.
He looked like Alcobarreno, with a cute face and even brought himself a pacifier.