I rely on the map to guide Xueba

Wei Junxing dragged He Jingshuo and chased him only one step, and a whole sycamore forest appeared in front of him.

"Weasel, she must be a weasel, what kind of tricks does she want to play?"

Wei Junxing's eyes were completely red, Xiao Hei died in front of him for the second time, and he still didn't know whether it was the real Xiao Hei or not.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if Xiao Heiqian came back after all the hard work, but died at his own hands in the end.

Now Gong Nianwei's soul is still missing, but they are being played around by Wei Linggong and the weasel, and they can't even break through this map.

Wei Junxing pulled the trigger at the row of sycamore trees and fired a row of bullets, all of which would really drive people crazy.

He Jingshuo hugged him from behind, his voice was low, but calm and sure,

"She's not a weasel. Believe me, I have some clues, but I'm not sure yet. Let's take a rest first, Xiao Hei is not dead, really, believe me."

His kiss fell lightly behind Wei Junxing's ear, passing over Wei Junxing's skin like a feather, slowly calming down Wei Junxing's frizzy heart.

Wei Junxing threw away the gun in his hand, sat down on the ground, stared at He Jingshuo, trying to confirm an answer from his eyes,

"Are you sure Xiao Hei is not dead?"

He Jingshuo nodded,

"First of all, Xiao Hei will appear here, I'm sure it's a good thing, that is to say, Xiao Hei's soul has returned to this space.

From when I shot Xiao Hei in the cave to when Xiao Hei led the pack of wolves to attack us, it seemed that Xiao Hei was under the control of Wei Linggong, but after she was shot, she turned into a piece of clothing, which shows that what? "

He Jingshuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Junxing, but Wei Junxing's mind was in chaos at this moment, and he couldn't think of anything at all.

"What did it say?"

He Jingshuo grinned,

"It shows that the other party knows what we care about and wants to test us with the person we care about the most."

"why?"

He Jingshuo shrugged,

"I don't know about this, and I only thought of so much. Just like you play a game, if you don't play through the level, you will never know what the ending will be."

When Wei Junxing was mentioned by He Jingshuo, it became clearer.

"Since the distribution of equipment, we have not come out of the haunted house until now. Now the other party says that we have passed the level, which means that we have left the range of the haunted house. The next thing we will face is..."

He looked up at the sycamore forest in front of him,

"Look at the scenery?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt his feet spin rapidly. The sycamore forest in front of him was like an image in a distorting mirror. Sometimes it was big and sometimes small, sometimes it lined up, and sometimes it shrunk into a small group.

Wei Junxing really didn't understand what kind of crampy place he was in now, it was even less reliable than that weird cram school.

If he hadn't seen Xiao Hei appearing before, he really doubted whether Zhang Tianshi lied to them and sent them to another different dimension.

He Jingshuo was standing behind Wei Junxing, but his weight dropped, causing Wei Junxing to stagger backwards and sit directly on the ground.

"What kind of trick is this playing? Spinning the flying chair? I'm going to throw up..."

He almost vomited on the ground with a wow, He Jingshuo hugged him tightly from behind, and said in a low voice,

"I also think it's a rotating flying chair, but it's not that simple."

The feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, and Wei Junxing didn't dare to open his eyes at all. He used to play the spinning chair, at least there was still a chair, but there was nothing here.

The feeling of his feet flying into the air increased the dizziness even more. If it wasn't for being held by He Jingshuo, Wei Junxing would have already fallen to the ground.

At first, I could still see the sycamore trees and the blue sky clearly, but later I couldn't see clearly what was passing by around me, and my body turned faster and faster, faster and faster.

They seem to be trapped in a colorful kaleidoscope, and they can only rotate with the tube without stopping for a moment.

Wei Junxing had completely lost consciousness, and he let the invisible flying chair take them whirling in the air. He Jingshuo put one arm around him and held the gun in the other, looking around vigilantly.

"Don't worry, it will stop soon."

Wei Junxing kept shaking his head, controlling the blurted roar and stomach acid that was about to rush out.

Sure enough, not long after He Jingshuo finished speaking, they really stopped slowly.

Surrounded by silence, water could be squeezed out. Wei Junxing tried to stand up, but his legs were weak, and he failed after several attempts.

He opened his eyes, met He Jingshuo's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling,

"Are you trying to ask me how I know the time?"

Wei Junxing just nodded, but he covered his mouth and couldn't say a word.

"Naturally, it's observation. Didn't you find the time for the flowers to bloom on the wall of the cave? Whether we go in or out, the time for the flowers to grow, wither, and fall is the same.

In other words, everything here operates in this time unit, so I judge that the flying chair is the same. "

Wei Junxing waited until the wave of dizziness finally passed, stood up tremblingly with the gun in his hand, his back molars were sore,

"Great theorist, I know you have good theoretical knowledge, but what about the time? You know we will face..."

When he mentioned theoretical knowledge, the rare pale-skinned He Jingshuo blushed, and the two of them really had a tacit secret about this theoretical knowledge.

But Wei Junxing hadn't finished saying the word "what" when he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the scene began to spin again. At the same time, He Jingshuo's figure disappeared.

Wei Junxing quickly lifted his feet off the ground, and stood out of nowhere in the blue sky and white clouds. Cotton-like clouds appeared beside him, and his body, which had just stood up while supporting the gun, began to shake again.

As a last resort, he chose the safest way and sat down on the floor.

Holding the gun in his hand, he thought of He Jingshuo who was standing opposite, but disappeared all of a sudden, which meant that they were separated and entered two different spaces.

Just finished playing the spinning flying chair, what tricks come up again?

The clouds are fluttering, the blue sky is endless, and the valley covered with green grass actually appears under his feet.

He didn't dare to move, for fear that if he accidentally fell, he would turn into a paralyzed flesh.

But the scenery in front of him was obviously slower than before, and he could even see what was passing by in front of him clearly.

The sycamore forest, the canyon grassland, the cherry blossoms in the cave, everything slipped by before his eyes like a landscape picture, Wei Junxing could only hold the gun in his hand tightly with both hands, on guard, not daring to move.

Blue sky and white clouds, night and day, woods and canyons, are constantly and slowly alternating. If they guessed right just now, the flying chair is spinning rapidly, and now it is no different from sitting on a Ferris wheel to enjoy the scenery.

It's just that the car of his Ferris wheel is a bit special, it is made of transparent material, he can't see the boundary, and he doesn't know if there is any boundary, he just sits on the ground in emptiness, forced to admire the scenery outside.