Strange light

A long time ago, she seemed to have seen on a certain marketing platform that being alone for more than 15 days might cause irreparable psychological trauma to prisoners.I even vaguely remember that an explanatory article in junior high school mentioned that 45 minutes in an absolutely quiet environment is enough to collapse.

Maybe she can personally verify the authenticity of these conjectures, she thought with some bitterness.

The light source from unknown sources allowed the mirrors around her to clearly reflect her figure at all times.Through these reflective surfaces, she saw countless herself sitting cross-legged on the ground, her long hair was loose, and her eyes were still red after crying.

Quiet, the ultimate quiet.

As if the air is frozen.Time is like a frozen river, standing still.And she is the frozen fossil, those physiological activities.For example, the airflow passing through the nasal cavity and trachea, the viscous liquid trickling in the blood vessels, and the squirming intestines.They are all like pebbles released after the tide recedes, lost the erosion and push of the flowing water, and stay at that moment forever, without increasing or decreasing, without any change.

Even the method of counting time from heartbeats didn't work: she felt for the radial artery in her right hand, but there was no movement.

How to do?

Her heart is concerned with Dr. Strange who has disappeared outside.His body is very weak, he can do nothing but study, and the only money he has is spent on the air ticket for this trip.Although she didn't know the purpose of his coming here, she knew that he was penniless in all likelihood, and was very likely to sleep on the street.Thinking of this, it was rare for her to put her hands together and pray to all the bodhisattvas and gods in the sky that some kind-hearted people would take him in.

I wish him peace and joy in his life.

In the cold mirror, all the girls clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, and moved their lips slightly, chanting these words.For a moment, it seemed like thousands of her were praying for Dr.strange.

Counting dozens in her heart, she opened her eyes and subconsciously wanted to change her sitting position.The little reptile frozen in the amber naturally wouldn't feel physical pain. She stretched her legs out of habit, and the motivation came from the subconscious of the cerebral cortex.

and many more!

A wisp of strange harmony suddenly appeared, like the fragrance of orchids at midnight, filling the tip of the nose inadvertently, and disappeared without a trace after careful sniffing.

Probably because she was really bored, and she was faintly afraid that she would go insane because of this too quiet environment.

She began to look around.

I still remember the scene when Mr. Holmes asked Watson the number of steps from the apartment hall to the room. On the 17th step, Watson has walked through it countless times, but he still doesn't know it.Holmes explained that he was not only watching, but observing.

'Seeing' is passive, while observing is active and active participation.

Maybe there is a mystery in the mirrors, she guessed wildly, these mirrors will change and increase or decrease.Because it looks like countless mirrors at first glance, the naked eye can't tell the difference, but the subconscious is very keenly aware of the changes, so she feels weird.

The best way to test this hypothesis is to count.

Seven thousand 180 four mirrors.This is the result of her first count.

Seven thousand 190 two mirrors.This is the result of her second time out.

Seven thousand seven hundred and seventy-eight mirrors.This is the result of her third time out.

……

Seven thousand 180 four mirrors.This is the result of her No.20 times.

Twenty times, only the numbers that came out twice were exactly the same.Observing by counting mirrors doesn't seem to be suitable for her.Some sighed dejectedly.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, staring at a certain place on the ground, a tremor ran up the back of her head along the spine, she couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear.

In front of her eyes, on the ground on the right side of her knee, there were a few faint, round tear stains.

Gu Yi said that apart from the two of them, this realm is eternal.And then, she sat alone in this closed space, without hearing the sound of heartbeat, panting, or intestinal activity, she was subconsciously influenced by her words and believed that the flow of time here was static.

However, if time really stands still.So, how to explain these few dry tears?

If you think about it carefully, time can move forward and backward.But how can it be stopped?

She has learned from countless time travels that time cannot be stopped.Otherwise, according to her obsession with Dr. Strange, she would have simply broken the pointer of time, like kissing a sculpture, stepping on the hard blood water, pushing away the dust hovering in the air, and tasting his prosperous beauty.

Beautiful pupils, crystal light blue.The straight nose, the deep eye sockets, the cute appearance of shaking your body with the melody when listening to the song...

stop stop stop!Now is not the time to be nympho!

She spat on herself, and tried her best to throw Dr. Strange's handsome appearance into the small dark room. To prevent the forces of lust and lust from counterattacking, she also added seven big locks and two charms to the door of the small black room.

Continuing with the previous guess.In her experience, time cannot be stopped.This leads to two conclusions:

1. Time cannot be stopped.

2. She is not powerful enough to stop time.

An easy way to verify the first is to get a watch or clock and see if they still work in the field.However, she doesn't have the habit of wearing a watch. The mobile phone is in the backpack, the backpack... Who knows where Gu Yi put it.

Then you can only try another troublesome method by force.She took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and spit big on the ground.If they dry up like tears, it means that the water has evaporated and time remains and rolls on.

As for the second point, she looked around at the cage-like environment, which was impossible to verify in the current situation.

Therefore, only the first one can be studied.Thinking of the hidden meaning behind it, she felt complicated, not knowing whether to be panic or relieved.

Since time cannot be stopped, she is the only one who is stopped.

As if to comply with this physiognomy and prove its correctness, she watched helplessly as the saliva on the ground dried up and turned into a round mass of white powder.

She is sealed.

She guessed that if there was a knife across her arm, cut the epidermis, and cut the veins, no liquid would flow out... It was no different from ordinary wood and stones, and she lost all physiological activities.It scares her a little.

Immediately, she felt a little relieved, because the most urgent task was to get out of this ghostly place.The problem with her means that this space is really just an ordinary field, a space for holding things.

Although it is still impossible to leave, at least it is better than the Eternal Domain where even time is helpless.

On the other side of the space, Dr. Strange, whom Li Qiu couldn't forget and questioned his ability to survive, was also racking his brains and worrying.

Another morning class, he was wearing bunt and standing in the practice team.The students around, whether it was a short Mongolian girl or a silent black guy, could use their hands to draw a golden circle in the air.

And he, as always, made no progress.No matter how perfect the movements of the hands are, every bit of it is an exact copy of the template in the textbook, and it is impossible to draw a magic circle in the air.This made him doubt his ability to learn, the talent he was proud of.

The practice of hanging the ring is not so terrible compared to the magic circle, but looking at the clusters of small sparks that flicker from time to time, all Stephen can do is to practice harder and experience the disappointment more deeply.

In the end, he just tries, over and over, passive and pointless.

"I want to talk to Mr. Strange." Gu Yi led Master Hamill to the apprentices in the morning class.

Modu signaled the apprentices to disperse, turned to look at Stephen, and said to Gu Yi, "Please."

Stephen saw Gu Yi's posture and guessed the intention of the other party. Like an unlucky kid who was trying hard to take notes and study but was still at the end of the car, he explained: "It's because of my hand."

"It has nothing to do with your hands."

"How could it have nothing to do with my hand."

"Master Hamill." Gu Yi invited Master Hamill, who was dressed in Taoist robes, to come forward.

Master Hamill, who had a goatee and glasses thicker than the bottom of a beer bottle, came to him, opened his wide sleeves, and exposed his bare left wrist. Stephen's pupils shrank.

Then, under Stephen's shocked eyes, he waved his hands indifferently, and drew a delicate magic circle in the air.The golden lines are like flowing sparks, intersecting and diverging, forming regular patterns one after another.

Stephen looked at the magic circle dissipating in the air, thoughtful.In the ear, Gu Yi's peaceful voice sounded: "When you draw a knife to cut off the water, the water will flow again. You have to learn to follow the trend and imagine that this power comes from yourself."

"It's simply not going to work if you follow the trend and control it," he retorted.

"Everything in the world has its reason." Gu Yi said with a smile, "You rely on your own intelligence to achieve success, but that's all, wake up, Stephen."

Stephen knew that what Gu Yi said was right, the reason for his achievements in the past depended on his own intelligence.Whether it is academic research or interpersonal relationships, he is confident that he knows the basic principles of how the world works, controls and utilizes them.But now, what he knows and feels is completely different from the past, and the knowledge he read in those ancient books about magic does not seem to come true because of his excellent memory.

He wondered if it was because he was too conceited and subconsciously resisted this knowledge, which made him unable to cast magic.

But he didn't know what to do, and no book could answer his confusion.

"Give up your ego, and your strength will be strong." As he said, Gu Yi pinched his fist with his left hand wearing a hanging ring, and drew a big circle in the air with his right hand, "Follow me."

Passing through the passage, the sky suddenly became gloomy.The wind and snow whizzed, and the biting chill mixed with rough snow particles brushed against his skin exposed to the air.

"Wait, here is..."

"Mount Everest. Beautiful, very beautiful."

"Yes, that's right, it's very beautiful. It's cold, but it's also beautiful." Stephen hugged his arms in the cold, and his thin clothes couldn't stop the cold on top of the world. In just a few seconds, he was so cold trembling.

"Under this temperature, if a person stays for more than 30 minutes, his body organs, including his life, will be in danger." Having said that, Gu Yi's expression did not feel the coldness at all, as if he was in a warm spring environment. environment.

"great."

"For you, you may faint after less than 2 minutes of resistance." After finishing speaking, Gu Yi flicked his sleeves, just like he did with Li Qiu before, and walked into the transmission channel, "Surrender!" , Stephen."

And the accident happened at this moment, and in the cold wind that was hunting, a piercing hum suddenly sounded.

The air twisted for a while, and a petite figure suddenly fell down. At this moment, amidst the disappearing sparks in the passage, Stephen jumped forward, trying to rush into the passage.

"Rebecca?!"

"Stephen?!!!"

Dumbfounded by the male god, Li Qiu only felt that happiness came too suddenly.

The author has something to say: I am really going to be finished QAQ Chapter [-] is destined to be endless, I pray that Chapter [-] will end ==

In addition, please tell me if you feel ooc or strange in all kinds of comments, I feel that some words are not clear

Chapter 7 should be the daily interaction between the male and female protagonists in Karma Taj, and finally got a female ticket ==