I'm dead again [quick time travel]

The two looked at each other.

Qiao Jiu frowned, fragmentary images flashed in his mind, it was little Nanchuan and Lu Hetang.

He felt that there must be something important that he didn't know, and there was more than one.

What Nan Qi mentioned last time should also be counted.

Lu Qiaoyuan smiled helplessly: "It seems that we can only stay here for the time being."

He looked at Qiao Jiu: "You wait for me here, I'll go and have a look."

You can't advance or retreat, you can only look left and right.

Looking at Lu Qiaoyuan's back, Qiao Jiu had a strong feeling that all useless work was useless.

A voice in his heart told him that he could only move forward.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Qiao Jiu was unprepared, and was blown back abruptly.

Qiao Jiu: "..." Damn it!

The green grass was blown to one side, almost sticking to the ground, but the jungle not far away seemed to be unaffected, not a single leaf was blown.

As soon as the wind stopped, the bent grass immediately stood up again.

Neat and consistent.

Qiao Jiu suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He swallowed, stroked his messy hair, looked at the grass in front of him that didn't look like it had been tortured by the wind, and fell into a weird silence.

This is what Lu Qiaoyuan saw when he came back.

Qiao Jiu leaned against the invisible barrier, shrunk his hands and feet, stared at the ground, looking pitiful.

Lu Qiaoyuan: "Nanchuan?"

Qiao Jiu turned his head to look at him with aggrieved expression on his face.

Lu Qiaoyuan: "What's wrong with you?"

Before Qiao Jiu could speak, another gust of wind blew up, and the grass on the ground bowed down again.

Qiao Jiu turned around to protect his head.

Lu Qiaoyuan: "..."

The coughing sound came from Qiao Jiu's direction, getting louder and more intense.

These few days, Lu Qiaoyuan had gotten used to such a scene. Hearing that Qiao Jiu started to cough again, he hurriedly strode towards him, and a whirlpool of wind floated around him, enveloping Qiao Jiu in it.

Qiao Jiu's coughing gradually stopped.

He covered his mouth, lowered his head slightly, and didn't raise it for a long time.

Lu Qiaoyuan handed over a handkerchief: "Are you all right?"

Qiao Jiu took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "It's all right."

If Lu Qiaoyuan hadn't seen the blood on the handkerchief, maybe he really believed him.

Qiao Jiu laughed: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything next, and I'm going to trouble you."

Lu Qiaoyuan had already guessed about this matter, after all, Qiao Jiu's complexion was not ordinary since he arrived on the grassland.

The power that suppressed him is gone, maybe the power that has been protecting Qiao Jiu is also gone.

Now he is just a patient.

Qiao Jiu took off his backpack, took out more than a dozen bottles of water and some food. They were breadfruits he found a few days ago. Qiao Jiu didn't know why there were breadfruits in it. Yes, it was originally intended to be used as dry food, but now it is really used.

He looked at the not so many things in front of him, and felt a little worried. This was all their wealth.

Tsk, two big men, I don't know how long they will stay, how can they have enough to eat.

As if seeing his thoughts, Lu Qiaoyuan comforted him: "There is no unparalleled road."

"We're at the end of it now," Qiao Jiu pointed to the jungle behind him: "I can only get out what my eyes can see."

At a glance, apart from the trees and leaves, there are also a few vines.

He also lost that sensory ability.

Of course, he didn't say that.

He asked Lu Qiaoyuan: "How is the road?"

Lu Qiaoyuan shook his head: "There are cliffs on both sides, and there is no road."

Qiao Jiu took a deep breath, as if remembering something: "Have you ever played a game?"

He took out his notebook and pen: "It's a game similar to flying chess, but it's just using rock-paper-scissors to figure out who is going to go, and how many steps to take."

While speaking, his hands didn't stop, and he quickly drew a simple picture.

It's so simple, it looks like it's spliced ​​together with several different shapes.

Lu Qiaoyuan: "What is this?"

Qiao Jiu asked back, "Haven't you ever played?"

"No." Lu Qiaoyuan said, "What's wrong?"

"Look," Qiao Jiu pointed to the outermost area, "This is the desert."

Pointing to a little area inside: "This is the jungle."

The finger changed places: "Grass."

"The opposite mountain."

The mountains he paints are very strange, with different lines drawn on each side, as if deliberately distinguishing them.

Lu Qiaoyuan had a clue, and pointed to the mark on the right side of the grass: "Where is this?"

Qiao Jiu: "A canyon."

"Is there a canyon down here?"

"Yes," Qiao Jiu said, "if I'm not mistaken."

He nodded to the other side of the mountain: "This is the grassland, and this is the sea."

Lu Qiaoyuan didn't speak, looking at the painting in Qiao Jiu's hand, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qiao Jiu was not in a hurry, he just remembered it, this is a game that Nanchuan and Lu Hetang used to play when they were young.

He glanced at the mountain in the distance: "This mountain is different from all sides."

Lu Qiao looked at him.

"Cliffs, waterfalls, dead branches and flowers." Qiao Jiu said, "We will know the answer the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Lu Qiao didn't understand Qiao Jiu's words, and he didn't intend to explain.

He closed his eyes, thinking carefully about the game.

The wind didn't stop, but got bigger and bigger, hitting the person with a crackling sound. It was the first time that Qiao Jiu felt that the wind was so terrifying.

He tilted his head, arched his body, and tried to turn his back on the direction of the wind.

Lu Qiaoyuan took off his coat and put it on Qiao Jiu, and he also sat down beside Qiao Jiu and meditated.

Everyone who plays this game will have an attribute. When they go to an area with the same attribute as their own, they can directly jump two squares and ignore the danger.

Just like Qiao Jiu was in the jungle full of trees, Lu Qiao was originally on the grass where the wind was blowing.

It will be suppressed in areas with different attributes from its own.

For example, Qiao Jiu was suppressed in the desert, and Lu Qiaoyuan was particularly attracted to bugs and beasts in the jungle.

There is also an ordinary area, such as plains and beaches, but on the other side of the mountain, Qiao Jiu and the others did not encounter it.

Lu Qiaoyuan calmed down and sat in meditation. The wind circle around him was getting bigger and bigger, and the rotation speed was getting faster and faster, but he still kept protecting Qiao Jiu.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Jiu simply ate some breadfruit and drank some water, but Lu Qiaoyuan beside him still didn't intend to open his eyes.

A layer of fog floated in the distance, covering the strange mountain in it.

Qiao Jiu clicked his tongue and started.

When Lu Qiaoyuan opened his eyes, Qiao Jiu had already fallen asleep. He looked at Qiao Jiu, who looked more and more obedient with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

The emotion was too intense and too weird.

Before Lu Qiaoyuan had time to feel it carefully, he fell into a deep sleep again.

The speed of the wind circle around him became more stable, tightly wrapping Qiao Jiu in it.

Qiao Jiu and the others knew the answer before the third day.

The morning mist dissipated, revealing the mountains in the distance. Yesterday’s stone wall had disappeared, replaced by a waterfall that could only be seen a little, and the sound of the waterfall was like thunder, pouring down.

The place where the waterfall was originally located has become a different scene. It is covered with leafless trees, and only dead branches are left on the branches. The branches are intertwined, desolate and depressed.

There are still some bird-like things parked on the dead branches, flapping their wings and flying from here to there from time to time, and Qiao Jiu can hear their singing from a distance away.

Lu Qiaoyuan also saw this scene, and looked at Qiao Jiu with a complicated expression.

Qiao Jiu didn't pay attention to his eyes, and looked at the fog that hadn't completely dissipated with his usual expression.

"There's no hurry," he said, "we'll just wait here."

"Ok?"

He looked in the direction of the canyon: "I guess they are coming soon."

I don't know who it will be, I just hope it can be more reliable.

"Brother Lu," Qiao Jiu said, "Only five people can come in here at a time, right?"

"Correct."

"how do you know?"

"Of course I know," Lu Qiaoyuan smiled, "Don't you also know?"

"I've heard it from others, but I haven't tried it myself." Qiao Jiu seemed unintentional: "Isn't there a saying that what you hear is not what you hear."

Lu Qiaoyuan: "This is not true."

"why?"

"The Fifth Court will not let this happen."

Qiao Jiu curled up his smile, but this fact really happened.

Did Lu Qiaoyuan really not know?

There was silence for a while, and neither of them spoke anymore.

After a while, Qiao Jiu took out water and bread from the bag and handed them to him: "Eat."

Lu Qiaoyuan opened his mouth, looking at Qiao Jiu hesitantly.

Qiao Jiu: "What's wrong?"

Lu Qiaoyuan: "It's okay."

The wind began to blow again, Qiao Jiu curled his lips helplessly, and sat in the innermost part.

The current situation is not too bad. Although he can't absorb much energy, he can still cultivate, and he can barely save his life.

At least he wasn't suppressed here.

Wait a few more days, even if no one else can come, Lu Qiaoyuan should have the ability to pass.

He looked at the man beside him, who was still stable in the strong wind, with the corners of his mouth turned up.

He knew that this was Lu Qiaoyuan.

In the next few days, when Lu Qiaoyuan was practicing, Qiao Jiu also started practicing.

In his free time, he just stared at the ground in a daze. Lu Qiaoyuan encountered this situation several times and was very curious: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm thinking about life," Qiao Jiu said with a long sigh, "This is such a fucking life!"

Lu Qiaoyuan smiled: "By the way, the game you mentioned before..."

Qiao Jiu glanced at him: "Believe me?"

In the past few days, the mountain has been turned over and over again, and it is exactly the same as what Qiao Jiu said.

"But have you really never played this game?" Qiao Jiu asked curiously. It should not be a secret that he remembered that game. After all, Nanchuan and Lu Hetang have been playing for many years.

But Lu Qiaoyuan didn't seem to be lying to him.

"Really not," Lu Qiaoyuan said.

"You don't know much about this place?" Qiao Jiu was very surprised: "Isn't someone coming in every few years? There will always be some records."

The expression on Lu Qiao's original face was a bit complicated: "You don't know?"

Qiao Jiu was taken aback: "Know what?"

"No matter what happened inside," Lu Qiaoyuan's voice was a little fluttering, and his speaking speed was also very slow: "It can't be mentioned outside."

The author has something to say:

I haven’t coded much for almost ten days. I just picked it up these few days, but I can’t find the feeling. I wrote 2500+ yesterday and today. I’m trying to find the feeling, but I don’t know when I will find it. In addition, I have been in the driving school every day recently, code words...

I saved a lot of manuscripts before, but now there are not many. The fourth world is half written.

The reason I talk so much bullshit is that I may change it to every other day in a few days, but it won't be long, it will return to normal in a week at most

In other words, daily updates are also possible. For daily updates, try to make about 2000 per day. How do you want to update?If no one pays attention to me, I will update it the next day v●

Please excuse me QAQ