Fang Yin shook his head and said nothing.
Qin Yougui said, "You’ve been acting weird lately, haven’t you … want to see a psychiatrist?"
Fang Yin still didn’t speak.
After half a ring, he came to his senses and hugged Qin Yougui and said, "No, I just feel sleepy. It’s time to go to bed at this time."
"But you’re not just today. You’ve been sitting there for a long time." Qin Yigui held his shoulder and pushed Fang Yin away, looking at his eyes and said.
Somehow Fang Yin feels that they are familiar with this posture now, and always feels as if it happened.
Fang Yin smiled and said, "Really? I didn’t even find it. "
He looked at Qin Xu’s eyes, and the man’s eyes were familiar with anxiety and anxiety, which was very real
What is he doubting?
Why don’t you tell your doubts?
Fang Yin smiled and said nothing.
He felt that something was wrong.
The longer I stay in this post-disaster reconstruction world, the more I feel that something is wrong. Everything is so familiar that it seems to be repeated scene after scene.
This feeling is getting worse and worse, which makes Fang Yin feel nervous.
He has lost his magical strategy and his photographic memory, but Fang Yin’s memory is not bad. Some things have happened, and he will always remember them, even if they are forgotten.
People should always trust their sixth sense, which is the instinct of danger left by animals in the environment of survival of the fittest.
Sometimes there is no reason, but for a moment it feels like a prophetic spirit.
The party lasted a long time.
They were tired for a month, but finally they were presumptuous in this night. Everyone’s face was full of smiles and Fang Yin didn’t want to sweep them away, so they sat quietly by the window.
The lights outside the window are dim, and the sunrise lights up the eastern horizon.
Qin Yougui seems to have sensed something and came over to hug him.
"Happy?" Fang Yin asked him with a smile that his abdomen was faintly feverish, and his familiar tremor became more and more obvious.
Qin Xu hesitated and nodded.
Fang Yin smiled and said, "I am also very happy. If I remember correctly, it was in our first year together."
The words sound just fell and Qin Xugui’s face changed a little.
"Life here is very good, but I should go back." Fang Yin looked at him and said, "I can’t immerse myself in illusory things forever."
In the distance, the sun rises slowly, and the light disappears inch by inch, and everything around it is swallowed up by darkness.
Chapter one hundred and fourteen The sixth dreamland
"Fang Yin …" Suddenly Fang Yin seemed to hear someone calling him, but somehow he felt the symbiosis in his body again.
Lost power and slowly returned to the body.
When the light appeared again, the limited circulation stairs appeared again.
Is it really not over yet?
Fang Yinnai sighed and looked around.
Or did they step out of that door and see Zhao Gan’s body lying there limply? Life should look really dead, not just an illusion in the dreamland.
Fang Yin raised his hand and rubbed his temples, feeling a tightness in his head. In the blink of an eye on the sunny day, it was more than a month, and when he jumped back and forth, the flow rate made him feel a little trance.
Fortunately, I woke up.
Fang Yin shook his head and looked around, but he didn’t see anyone else. Strangely, even without Qin Sang and Shen Qiu’s white light source, he was still able to see things clearly in the dark, which made him unable to find out for the first time that the two people who had mastered the light source had disappeared.
The door behind him has slowly disappeared. It seems that it should not be correct. Fang Yin is a little annoyed in his heart. He is too careless and should be more careful if he feels that something is wrong.
Probably every time before the dreamland, they boldly tried to get good feedback, which made Fang Yin relax his vigilance. There was no clue to support the speculation, and there was a possibility of rollover at any time.
There was a sharp pain in my neck.
Fang Yin raised my hand and touched the blood.
Oh, at this time, Zhao Yi hasn’t treated his neck wound yet. It was after crossing the door that Fang Yin was awakened by the pain of things. At present, after they went out through that door, everything was false. Finding the kind is false, solving the land and winding is also false, and the fog is also false
More than fantasy, you can now create a person who shakes the sun and the moon to deceive those who are deeply involved.
The memory just now is really terrible, except that there are some similarities with the past memories in Fang Yin’s head, and there are no flaws in the details.
This place is slowly reading their memories, taking and inspiring what they want most in their hearts, weaving a perfect dream to trap people completely in it.
Fang Yin held her belly and felt that something was trembling inside.
It’s symbiosis. No, it’s the little ball that carries symbiosis.
It seems that I felt Fang Yin’s emotion. This time, Fang Yin reacted fiercely. Looking around for a week, I found that the trees corresponding to the six stars in Nandou had changed greatly before, and there was an extra tree right opposite the original door.
Presumably Fang Yin saw that one last time.
If the extra position corresponds to the star position, it happens to be the southern bucket and seven kills the sky.
It’s more accurate to say that it’s now called the Big Dipper.
Nandou lives and Beidou lives and dies.
That door root is not a place to go out. If you look up, you can catch a little faint light, which corresponds to a dead star.
Fang Yin pinched her eyebrows and gave a long sigh. I hope they are all right.
This extra tree is very important. If it is not there, it will still be a fight in the south.
He has to go to the other half of the stairs to find the extra seedlings corresponding to this tree.
Fang Yin lifted his clothes and tore a piece of relatively clean cloth from the lining. He wrapped it around his neck for two times and wiped blood on his clothes at will. He came to Zhao Gan again.
If I remember correctly, the dagger that was used to threaten him should still be in Zhao Gan’s body. How to say it is a weapon knife. It was just pressed by Zhao Gan in his right pocket. She endured the impact of decadent breath and held her breath to turn people over, took the dagger out of his pocket and wiped it on his trouser leg.
Seedlings are not as hard to find and dangerous as Fang Yin imagined, just like Fang Yin, a living thing left in this film, no one will bother him no matter what he does.
Fang Yin tore open the soil and stabbed the dagger in his hand.
The seedlings splashed out bright green juice.
After two seconds, the whole thing began to shake violently, and there was a spider web crack on the ground, and the light leaked in through the crack, revealing one light beam after another in the gray.
It’s like Fang Yin was in a glass bottle coated with black, and now he has broken the glass bottle and collapsed.
Fang Yin shrank her shoulders and blinked as if she had been frightened. Before the knife in her hand was released, she vaguely heard the tiny cracking sound.
Suddenly "Hua" a whole world was completely broken.
The foot lost its ground support, and the whole person fell madly, and I remembered some bad memories in a strong sense of weightlessness.
Really? Did you fall into dreamland again? He doesn’t have a second stone.
"Blare …"
Didn’t fall
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