Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1727 Don't look at it, let's go
Lin Sanjiu lowered her head. Where her feet used to be, now there are clusters of lead gray smoke floating in the air. Many small black flakes are still fluttering, like broken leaves swaying in the waves of the river.

When she was still, her whole body was soaked in thick smoke, and even if she raised her arms, she couldn't see her hands, only circles of slightly swaying gray fog ripples.

She dared not move.It is impossible for anyone to always grasp the accurate direction in such an environment that is almost blind; she relied on the [Consciousness Scanning] from time to time along the way to spell out the correct path.

There was silence in his mind for a few seconds, Lin Sanjiu didn't speak, and the voice of the figure on the red brick wall didn't ring out either.On the ground under the smog, it is far from being silent: Insects are crawling through the bushes, something is blown by the wind and rattles, the crackling sound of water droplets falling, there are still people in the distance. There was a sweeping sound that seemed to be someone shuffling.

The deepest part of the smog that was supposed to be a dead place is far from being completely devoid of life.

...Since just now, "Teacher Yi" has been urging her to leave.Now she stood there for several seconds, but "Teacher Yi" didn't say a word, like a person who knew that she had accidentally exposed her feet, and was holding her breath waiting to see the next step.

How to do?
How is this going?Why can that thing replace Teacher Yi?

Lin Sanjiu felt her arrogance for the first time: She only experienced the doomsday for more than ten years, and she felt that she could classify the crises in the doomsday world and deal with them calmly. She realized that compared with the endless visions in the doomsday world, the evolutionists living on the surface of the world may have only seen one corner.

"Teacher Yi...?" she called out.

Before she was sure that there was nothing wrong with Teacher Yi, she dared not go forward anyway; she felt that her left foot was still firmly on the ground, and her toes were pointing in the right direction, never moving—as long as she didn’t If she moves, she will not stagger from the correct direction.

There is still no response in my mind.

Lin Sanjiu raised his hand violently, what was thrown out this time was not the vortex of air flow, but the [Tornado Whip] that had been suppressed just now—the small wind group roared and tore through the haze, and rolled towards the red brick The wall, but at the moment before hitting it, the wind suddenly relaxed, and it dissipated as if it jumped into the sky.

She breathed a sigh of relief; she had been worried that the tornado would be too powerful, and she would hit something that shouldn't be hit if she didn't have time to let go of the wind mass, which would cause trouble instead.

Using a small tornado to blow away the smoke and haze is of course better than the vortex of the airflow; at this moment, the red brick wall with a distance of more than ten meters is clearly exposed in Lin Sanjiu's field of vision. Not a wisp of mist left.

Why is this red brick wall so long?What was it used for?
Every human figure in the cracks in the wall still looks the same as before, with heads up and hands raised, knees high, and different postures-only one place has changed.

Just now, Lin Sanjiu threw the iron rod and cracked the head of the human figure facing him. There was a deep and long crack on half of the human figure, which even made it not look human anymore—— Now, the figure is three meters away to her right.

...was the wall moving, or was she moving?
"Why are you looking at them again?" The thin voice of the red brick wall figure suddenly sounded in my mind again, and said tentatively: "Didn't I say that if you watch too many red brick figures, it will probably hurt you." Make some impact..."

Just like when it recounted the conversation of the working group just now, this sentence should have been filled with the serious and worried tone of Teacher Yi, but it sounded slippery, as if trying to trick her into believing in him, but he didn't even try to pretend.

This thing kept telling her not to look at the red brick wall, and kept urging her to leave quickly...why?
Lin Sanjiu was sweating profusely on his forehead. When he turned his gaze, he found that the iron rod he threw out just now was still lying at the feet of the broken figure—that is to say, it was three meters away from her.

She couldn't help being a little silly.

The red brick wall is not credible, but she collected the iron rods by herself. There are more than a dozen of them in a large bundle, and they are so ordinary that they cannot be more ordinary.After all, the human figure is formed by cracks. How could it be possible to walk down from the red brick and remove the iron rod?

In other words, the person who moved her position just now was herself?

"No, I obviously haven't moved..." She muttered to herself, with the steam of anxiety and confusion, dissipating in the haze that gradually gathered again.

She couldn't tell who was the Italian teacher, or who moved; everything was mixed together in a mess, like smoke and haze getting into her mind, and she couldn't figure out what to do.Lin Sanjiu was at a loss, wishing she could stick her left foot firmly into the ground, fix herself in place, and swept her eyes several times—as if she wanted to scrape off that layer of camouflage with her eyes and see the real one. similar.

"Stop looking at the red brick wall, keep walking..." the voice in my head said softly.

"keep going?

Lin Sanjiu was covered in a layer of cold sweat; she gritted her teeth and did not respond, forcing herself to find a thread in the messy thoughts.

She remembered that when she threw the iron rod just now, the mouth of the figure that hit was closed; when she glanced forward, she saw that the mouth of the next figure was open.

According to Lin Sanjiu's speculation, when she walked to the side of the mouth-opening figure, she could hear the voice of the figure-these many figures followed Lin Sanjiu all the way just now, and Lin Sanjiu could hear the voice of the figure at the place where the mouth was open. It retells the conversation of an evolutionary working group - if the person who moved was really herself, how could she not hear the retelling of the human figure just now?
Not only that, the figure she was facing now also had its mouth open, but still no sound came out.Before the haze closed, she glanced at it one last time—the right hand of the figure was raised high in front of her body, and her left hand was swung high behind her, just like a character in a shadow puppetry.

"I've been meaning to ask you for a while now,"

The slender voice in my mind, pretending to be a teacher, asked almost in a coy tone, "Have you noticed that your walking posture has become very strange?"

Lin Sanjiu couldn't hold back the sudden rush of anger, sneered, and said, "Do you think I'll be fooled? I know I haven't moved."

The voice paused, as if trying to force back a laugh—if the haze cleared away now, would she see the figure on the red brick wall covering its mouth and nose with its hands and holding back its laughter?

It was the thought of "clearing away the haze" that made Lin Sanjiu's right fingertips move, so he realized it.

Now she is raising her right hand high in front of her body, and swinging her left hand high behind her, like a character in a shadow play.

　I'm going to take the second cat to see a doctor in the morning, this bastard refuses to drink water, insisting on causing urethritis will cost her mother not much money

ps: It seems that I have a kidney stone, poor child, I hope I don’t need to have an operation...

　
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