It is not until now that I know that the artistic conception of "foot water making waves" is really not an exaggeration.

The small puddle in front of me, now I can actually see the majestic feeling from there.

Lifting my feet, I stepped into the shallow puddle.

Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought.

The scenery in front of me changed instantly. Looking left and right, I was in a vast ocean. Apart from the deep blue water, there was only the clean sky above my head and nothing else.

I moved my hands. It's normal sea water, just like what we usually see. The sea water is cold, and even the occasional waves jump into your mouth and taste salty.

Maybe there will be some attack? After all, in such a big scene, if there are no "surprises", it would be a shame to see the grandeur of the blockbuster in front of us.

For about half a day, I didn't encounter any attacks, even though I kept trying, hoping that I could make a sound and seduce the two "Crazy Bees and Butterflies". Unfortunately no, nothing, just sea water. Even after I yelled in this sea, it was still calm.

The unknown is actually beautiful, and so is loneliness. They are both peaceful and quiet. But when the unknown and loneliness are put together, they will only bring irritability and even fear to people.

I'm in such an environment right now. The sea in front of me is unknown. I am lonely in the sea. If Captain Jack drives the Black Pearl to kill me now, I think I should be happy. This is the thirtieth day and I am wandering in the sea.

For thirty days, I tried to swim in one direction, but to no avail. It's the same even when swimming deeper.

One hundred days later, I was still swimming without knowing the direction.

This is a level, I know, but I don’t know what the test is.

Three hundred days later, I saw a stone floating on the sea. It was really floating, like a leaf.

The stone is not big, about the size of my thumb.

I'm glad, because it's the only other thing I've seen in this stretch of water. Stones are very ordinary, ordinary ones cannot be more ordinary, just like what we see on the roadside.

But when I held it in my hand, I was stunned by the sudden change.

I entered another space, a cave, a completely sealed cave with good light.

In the middle of the cave is a stone platform. On the stone platform is a round bead, which is slowly emitting a faint black gas. The beads are dark black but have a transparent feel.

Once you take it, the level must be over. I am very sure.

When I walked into the stone platform, there were some words on the stone platform. I had never seen the words before, but I recognized them. It felt very twisted.

The Death Spirit Pearl, combined with Qian Tian, ​​damages yin and yang, and interrupts life and death.

I go!

I stared at the dozen words in front of me. From a literal point of view, this thing should be a fatal thing, right? But there is nothing else in the cave. If I don't take it, it seems impossible to get out of the cave. What a clear design. But if I take it now, will I not be able to get out of the cave?

I stared at the Dead Soul Bead for a full second, then reached out and held the Dead Soul Bead in my hand.

Mud, you really got me wrong. In my heart I despise the person who caused all this. I have never been a procrastinator, so what I am best at is answering multiple-choice questions. If I take it, my future is uncertain. If I don’t take it, I will wait here to die. It’s simple.

The Necromantic Pearl was cold in my hand, the kind of cold that makes one's teeth chatter. For a moment, I even felt like peeing.

The scene in front of me changed. I had appeared next to the puddle, with my back to the small puddle.

Looking back, I saw that the puddle was drying up quickly. When I looked carefully, it had completely disappeared. There was flat ground there, as if the puddle had never appeared.

An ordinary farmhouse, simple and clean.

"How many years have we been here?" An old man sat on a simple wooden bench, squinting and looking into the distance, which was the direction of the Wangxiang Terrace.

"Master, it's been four hundred years." The young man put down the ax in his hand and answered while arranging the chopped firewood.

"Four hundred years... I've finally waited." The old man muttered softly.

"Qingyi, please go down the mountain." I raised my voice a little.

"Going down the mountain?" The young man's name is Qing Yi.

"Well, the Dead Soul Pearl is out, and it's time for Mingmen to enter the world." The old man said.

"Yes, Master." Qing Yi replied, put the firewood away neatly, tidied up the courtyard briefly, nodded slightly to the old man, then turned around and left without any delay.

"Oh, it's been four hundred years. His grandma is a bitch. I finally got through it. Your uncle, you have tricked me for four hundred years. Just wait. If I don't trick you for eight hundred years this time, I will lose my life." Juehou, bah, how can you curse your only disciple like this. Qingyi, I didn’t mean to be so arrogant, let me put it another way. If I can’t trick you, old man, this time, let me... just let me... Hey, Just let me live without shoes for the rest of my life." Watching Qing Yi go down the mountain, the old man who was mature and steady suddenly seemed to have changed. He jumped up from the wooden stool. The wooden stool was shattered into sawdust on the ground in an instant. , like a magic trick, the old man grabbed it out of thin air, and there was already a glass bottle in his hand. If you were free, you would definitely recognize it as a human wine bottle, because three words were clearly written on the bottle - Wuliangye. Then the old man pulled the clothes on his body, and the clothes shattered with a sound. The old man's horny dragon-like muscles instantly crashed into this quiet space. He grabbed it again, and a pole appeared in his hand. The pole poked towards the ground, and the pole head was originally hanging. A banner hanging on it unfolded with a roar, and on it were four big characters with a stylus pen and a silver hook - Iron Hand Divine Calculation. If you look carefully, there are a few lines of small characters next to it, written there as if to avoid being seen by others: Gynecological master, capable of curing diseases, specializing in the treatment of infertility. Another thing: Touch the bones to calculate your marriage, it is 100% accurate. Stop for men, half price for women. The old man squinted at the big bright pole, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes: If you were not the author, you would have been pinned to the table by me now. Then the old man "took out" an eye patch, yes, the one with one eye. He touched his left eye with his left hand, and an eyeball appeared in his palm.

Fuck you, uncle, the old man muttered, and threw the eyeball far away in his hand. The eyeball fell to the ground, crackled and shattered on the ground, but it turned out to be a glass ball. Looking at the old man's left eye, the original position of the eyeball has turned into a ball of light. The light flashing in the ball seems to contain the stars, the sea, and everything in the world.

The old man put the blindfold on his head and adjusted the position. Then he moved his shoulders and stamped his foot. A rumbling sound sounded. The courtyard sank rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had sunk into the ground. The ground closed up and the place was already desolate.

foreign objects. The old man curled his lips, muttered disdainfully, and walked out. There seemed to be singing coming from the distance: "Sister, please wait for me. Brother, I have something to say to you. Why are you so shy?" Don't be so indifferent...

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