These words caused Lin Sanjiu's body to tingle and tremble layer by layer; if she didn't suppress it with force, she was really afraid that her skin would be exploded and dissipated layer by layer. She couldn't help but look back.
At a glance, the concrete space in front of me was silent, awkward, empty, and without any obstruction.
Just moving forward, what kind of imagination does this require?
Even if he doesn't know how to leave the dungeon, at least for now, as long as he keeps moving forward——
She suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The reason why Qingjiu Liu suddenly leaned against the wall, the reason why he took a few steps with such difficulty, the reason why he fell to the ground... all of them were immediately answered.
The reason is obvious.
"You... don't know how to 'leave'?" Lin Sanjiu sat next to him and asked in a low voice. She could feel that the eyes of several people behind her were solemnly on their heads.
Qingjiuru lowered his head and seemed to be frozen for a moment. After a very long few seconds, he nodded imperceptibly.
Lin Sanjiu found that she could not dig out a single word from her chest.
She recalled the analogy Qingjiu made when he stayed in the restaurant; if a person can't figure out how to put a piece of clothing on his body, then he has lost the ability to "put on clothes"... Could it be that the same
Can logic also be used in such a basic function as "walking"?
"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to walk. There are many ways to get around..." Yuan Xiangxi spoke with a slight hesitation, and as he spoke, his voice gradually became lower. He is also a smart and smart person, and he must have realized that,
The seriousness of the problem may go far beyond Qingjiure's loss of the ability to walk.
What the dungeon wants is that Qing Jiuli "cannot leave the dungeon" - that is to say, walking is only a small part of it.
In addition to "walking", Qing Jiuliu must have lost her imagination for other things; but Lin Sanjiu really couldn't imagine what it would be, and she didn't have the courage to ask.
He once said that dungeons would subtly make employees forget about the outside world and stay for a long time; now it seems that dungeons can actually increase their intensity and force people to complete this process in just a few minutes.
When was the copy discovered? Will Qingjiu Liu have any sequelae?
"It was obviously just a little bit close, how could it happen all of a sudden..." She murmured, secretly hating herself for not being a few minutes earlier. With just a few more minutes, Qingjiu Liu might have already walked out the door.
"It's not a matter of closeness." Qingjiuliu shook his head. Every word seemed to be falling, slowly falling into some kind of black abyss. "It has been waiting for me to walk into this door... It knows, it
I can't let my collapse appear in the casino and be witnessed by everyone."
Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes.
"I'll show you how to walk, and you can try to imitate and learn how to walk, okay?" she asked.
"...I can actually still walk,"
Qingjiuru shook his head again and said slowly, "As long as I look back, the scene of me standing up, walking through the door, and walking back to the casino will naturally appear in my mind. Only when I look ahead
At that time, my mind was blank. There was nothing, as if...my brain, my thinking, was cut off into a cliff. If I thought about it one more step...I would fall into nothing.
In the void.”
Dead silence filled the heart-stopping void after his words fell.
Lin Sanjiu suddenly remembered something, turned around quickly, looked at the puppet master as if looking at a life-saving straw, and said in a trembling voice: "The great witch..."
The puppet master paused, lowered his eyelids in silence, and the bright pink light of deep blue and almost black flashed slightly.
...There is nothing the great miko can do.
"I hate this kind of method of hiding in a corner to manipulate people's minds." Yu Yuan said in a deep voice, obviously filled with uncontrollable anger. "We can think of ways to save his lost imagination after we go out.
, But now, I just want to carry him and leave, what can this copy do to me?"
With that said, he strode up to Qingjiuru. "We'll figure it out as we go," he said crisply, "but you can't—no one can—be insulted like this by a copy."
When Yu Yuan said this, he suddenly pulled out the [Confederate Flag] and threw it towards Pina, who was stunned outside the door. She seemed to be completely absorbed and stood outside in a daze, forgetting about herself.
There was also a part of her neck that stuck into the door; it wasn't until the [Confederate flag] fell on her head that she was so startled that she let out a little scream and hurriedly grabbed the flag.
"Activate it," Yu Yuan gave a brief command, then without looking at Pina, he turned to signal Lin Sanjiu to join him, preparing to lift Qingjiu Liu up one by one. Qing Jiu Liu closed his eyes, and there was a slight blush on his forehead.
I broke into a cold sweat, but shook my head again.
In just a few tens of seconds, he had shaken his head three times; it was as if...as if besides shaking his head to express no, he had even lost the imagination to think.
"Even if you can drag me away now..." Seikuru said hoarsely, "When I have to stop, when I have to pick up the great miko... what can you do? I can't even take the great miko's body.
If you can’t think of where or how to bring it, what use can you do by dragging me along?”
Yu Yuan suppressed his anger and asked: "If not, what do you think we should do?"
Qingjiuru lowered his head and was silent for a while.
"There is a way..." he whispered.
The puppet master's hand hanging by his side suddenly flexed and stretched his five fingers slightly a few times, like ripples in a pool of black water stirred up by a subtle sound. As if he was enduring something, he hummed softly, making Lin
Sanjiu trembled all over.
Before she could figure out what the puppet master meant, she heard Jiu Liu speak.
"As long as I go back... I can recover... at least part of my thinking ability." He murmured while looking at the floor, "As long as I go back, I think I should be able to tell you where to pick up the body of the great witch.
…”
Could it be that the great miko also realized Kiyakuru's method at the same time?
Lin Sanjiu didn't know that she couldn't look away from Qing Jiuliu at this moment.
"For me, it may be the same wherever I spend the rest of my life." Qingjiuliu raised his head, smiled softly, and said: "Compared with the doomsday world, living in a dungeon is obviously safer and more comfortable.
Right?"
Yu Yuan looked back at the puppet master solemnly, as if he wanted to ask him or the great witch what he meant; Yuan Xiangxi bit his knuckles with a row of white teeth, and seemed to be thinking hard about a solution.
"You don't have much time," Qingjiuru seemed to have made a decision for them, "If I turn around and go back right now, you still have a chance of escaping, but if it drags on any longer -"
"Close your eyes,"
Lin Sanjiu called out suddenly and cut off his words. Everyone was startled by her words, but at this moment, everything outside her body became a blur of unreality to Lin Sanjiu; she
I only remember one thing, to rescue Qing Jiuli from the dungeon - apart from that, any other concerns, hesitations, and any emotions are meaningless.
"What?" Qingjiu Liu looked at her and said, "You——"
Lin Sanjiu put her hands on his cheeks and said softly but firmly: "Close your eyes."
Qing Jiuli's eyelashes trembled a few times and slowly closed, covering the pair of eyes that seemed to be hiding a sea of stars.
"You said in the restaurant that you have been forcing yourself over the years, repeatedly imagining leaving the dungeon and imagining the outside world as a kind of resistance to the dungeon." She felt Qingjiureu move slightly, as if he wanted to speak, and took the lead.
He whispered: "I know you have no ability to resist now... Then I will do it. You put your attention on my voice and don't think about anything... I will describe the outside for you."
world.
"When we arrived in the spacecraft, half of the sky was filled with gray clouds, and the other half was blue. The blue was very light and weak, as if it would dissipate with a single breath and turn into white clouds. The waves were covered by the waves.
The wind blew it into pieces, breaking into countless layers of blue, with a little bit of skylight on the top of the small waves... Do you remember blue, right? A blue that is almost like ink, a transparent blue, a blue with green...
…”
As she spoke, she put down her hands, and several cards flashed in her hands, which she held tightly.
"Over that endless sea, under the low and heavy sky, I once saw a bright white fire. It was the fire that bloomed when a spaceship exploded, lighting up half of the sky.
The person who decided to commit suicide once planted vegetables on a rooftop and carefully picked a snail from the vegetable leaves. Do you remember the snail?"
Qingjiuru closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes still trembling.
"He and I met at the 'One Hundred Thousand Worlds Shifting Dream', and it was all because of the Puppet Master." Lin Sanjiu smiled as he spoke, and slowly described the scenery on the sea to
He listened: the snow-white seagulls leisurely sailing under the blue sky, the evolvers gliding between the seagulls; the endless seaside road; occasionally starships and spaceships that have obtained flight permission slowly rise from the distant horizon, and finally
Disappear into the clouds.
She describes more than just the sea.
"The Karma Museum is such a big world..." she said softly, "Beyond such a big world, there are endless worlds and endless universes. I have many friends that I want to introduce to you.
...I want you to experience the method of traveling as a star in the starry sky of consciousness."
Yuan Xiangxi took a deep breath behind him.
"Now you can open your eyes," Lin Sanjiu said. "There aren't many things for me to use here, but I think this is probably enough for you to regain some of your imagination..."
When Qingjiuru opened his eyes, he found that he was sitting on the waves with shimmering light, and above his head was the huge and bright Milky Way waterfall across the night sky.
In the distance where the starry night meets the sea, there is a long coastline; the lights belonging to humans are like an undulating network of light on the continent, complementing the starry sky.
