Where can a red thread lead them?
No one has a definite answer. They can only hold on to the red line, follow its direction, and move forward. They can't even let go because if they do they'll be disoriented. Only the cat didn't. It walked in front with its tail raised, and looked back from time to time, as if to confirm whether they were following.
Setting off with Cat was Wen Renjing and a search and rescue team. Although Wen Renjing was young, as Cat's liaison officer, he had to go. The search and rescue team members gritted their teeth and agreed to him, leaving only half of them down to guard the other end of the red line with Zhang Jiaoyue and Jiang Fan.
Everyone agreed that they could not put away the red line while walking, and just leave the line here to be guarded, and maybe there would be a way out.
The team set off and after walking for about ten minutes, a burning smell came faintly from the front.
Wen Renjing suddenly remembered the red color coming from under the broken screen, and followed the cat in his footsteps. And when they followed the red line into a patch of grass that was taller than a person, enduring the stinging sensation of grass blades scraping their faces, and finally walked out, they found that the surrounding scenery had changed.
Here there are continuous fires and decaying grass. The air is filled with the smell of grass and a salty and humid smell. The coldness of the night and the heat of the fire are intertwined here. All the colors are as bright as two-dimensional animation, and all the lines are clearly visible. .
A temple stood in the distance, reminding them that they were here!
But before the joy can reach their brows, everyone holding the red thread will be hit hard by the rules. The shadow of the past is hanging over the head. It sees this group of people, how can it allow them to continue to be unruly?
The black shadow is rolling and angry, like a silent terror, like a dark cloud hanging over everyone's head. In just a moment, people's whole body will be chilled, and their brains will feel like they are being torn apart by a ghost hand. Empty.
"Meow!" The cat clasped its paws on the ground and let out a deep cry.
This cry brought people back to their senses for a moment, and everyone was surprised to find that they had broken out in a cold sweat. When they looked at the temple in the distance, they felt that it was just out of reach. We've obviously arrived, and we're not far away, but how should we take this road?
Do you want to wait for dawn?
No, it will change later.
The search and rescue team leader bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, and said in a deep voice with difficulty: "Keep walking, protect Xiao Jing."
The team set off again. Wen Renjing didn't try to be brave and didn't want others to protect him, because even if he was protected, it would be extremely difficult for him to walk. The entire team was crawling as slowly as a turtle. Even so, after only a few steps, a sudden gust of wind knocked them down. Xing Xingzi was also shaved over and lit a strand of Wen Renjing's hair.
Wen Renjing fell to the ground, his cheek rubbing painfully on the ground. Wherever he looked, there were corpses of unknown "monsters" in the grass.
The squad leader quickly grasped the red thread to prevent everyone from losing their way. The teammates around him also opened their uniform jackets to protect the cat.
In the night sky, the light of the golden cat's eye became increasingly dim.
The black shadow stretched out countless tentacles, as if to tear it apart. And the lingering dark clouds are like the black energy emanating from the shadow, trying to block its light.
The red thread swayed in the wind, looking so fragile and breakable.
The team leader held it tightly, fearing that it would really break, and gritted his teeth to get up.
Come and lead the team forward.
In the wilderness of night,
Many people have fallen. Wu Yuan, who lit the fire, was still in a hiding place next to the swamp in the distance.
Covered in mud, only the rising and falling of his chest proved there was someone there. Busha, who wanted to give it a try, entered the forbidden area again. The believers were too busy to care about themselves and no one stopped her. She staggered and pushed open the door of the forbidden area, but once she got here, she could no longer fight the tentacles.
She was in a bad state, and she was alone, so she had to risk her own death.
So what to do?
Bu Xia thought for a while, pulled out the hairpin, cut his fingertips, and began to smear on the mural on the wall in an attempt to tamper with the ending. Don’t worry about whether it’s useful or not, let’s talk about it after doing it.
Yan Yueming and Chen Yeye fell at the gate of the temple, still breathing heavily.
Keeping thinking has become an extremely difficult thing. Fortunately, Yan Yueming also has a small golden ax, which is a cheating artifact. Whenever he holds the ax handle, the cold touch always restores a sense of clarity to Yan Yueming's brain. He pressed his face against the axe. Yan Yueming, who was holding the ax tightly, was as fragile as a tattered puppy.
But one thing is certain, what he caught on the other end of the red line has changed, he has gained a breather, and it is no longer as difficult as before.
There must be some cause and effect relationship.
When the sense of intimidation and oppression conveyed by the red line disappeared, the black shadow in the sky suddenly began to "go crazy". Yan Yueming got a breather, but this madness immediately brought them oppression from the sky.
What can Xiao Ming do?
Of course he ran away immediately.
When Chen Yeye took a breath, the two of them grabbed the red thread and hid in the temple. It doesn’t matter if they can’t stand up anymore. They should be low-key and be patient. If they can’t walk well, they can still crawl——
Sneaky and cautious, he moved from the small brick square at the door to the door, huddled in the shadow of the door, and continued to catch the cat.
At this moment, Yan Yueming finally understood why those fishing guys were so persistent. He had put in so much effort and caught so many messy things. Would it be ridiculous if he couldn't succeed even once in the end?
No, we must catch it today!
Yan Yueming took out two hard candies from his pocket, one for himself and one for Chen Yeoshou. The two of them suppressed the rusty taste in their mouths by relying on candies, which also allowed their brains to be temporarily soothed.
From time to time, Yan Yueming pulled the red line again, as if to confirm whether the fish had taken the bait.
There was no response the first few times, but after about half an hour, Yan Yueming suddenly noticed a very slight tugging feeling, as if someone was pulling on the other end of the red line.
"Coming soon!" Yan Yueming was surprised and happy. The instinct of the little animal told him that this time he must be right. But reality taught him not to jump to conclusions at will, but to remain vigilant and skeptical.
The old shadows are still going crazy.
Yan Yueming dared to look up again, but the golden cat's eyes had dimmed to the point where only a vague outline was left. And the second he raised his head, he also lowered his eyes and looked down.
Is He looking at His followers?
Cat God...
Yan Yueming suddenly felt endless sadness in her heart. In all the stories, animals like cats are much prouder and nobler than dogs. It appears more rational, more independent, and always seems to have its own ideas.
In this gap, He
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Eight of the nine tails were broken,
Does He feel pain?
Yan Yueming can easily take on the role of himself,
I touched my butt and felt it was extremely painful. At this time, the sea of fire gradually spread into the distance, leaving a charred wasteland on the temple side.
The temperature was getting lower and lower. He took a breath of cold air and suddenly started coughing. In the dark night, Chen Yeyou could see that the golden color in Yan Yueming's eyes began to fade away, revealing bloodshot streaks.
How bad.
Chen Yeye felt a coldness, not just physical coldness, but the kind of coldness that could freeze his mind. He couldn't help but give the old shadows in the sky a middle finger.
Xiao Ming, who was on the opposite side, saw it and quietly raised his finger. He was still embarrassed and felt a little embarrassed, but it was already here and no one else noticed, right?
No outsider will notice that Xiao Ming is a rude Xiao Ming.
Only his teammate Chen Yeye laughed like a fool after seeing it.
Two fools raised their middle fingers to the sky.
The sky was angry, and the black clouds pressed down, covering the entire cat's eye. Suddenly, sand and rocks were flying at the entrance of the temple, and the turret at one corner of the wall began to collapse.
So stingy.
Yan Yueming started coughing as soon as he opened his mouth. His brain could barely keep thinking, but it seemed that he could no longer command his limbs very flexibly. Chen Yeye dragged him to the side and avoided it, just in time to avoid an unknown object flying in the wind.
"Bang!" The thing hit the temple wall and made a hole.
The walls of the temple began to become as fragile as tofu.
Yan Yueming was worried that if it collapsed and the gods fell, wouldn't the temple have to collapse? Maybe in the end there will be only a small house as big as a dog house left in this wasteland, with a stone statue enshrined inside.
Just like they saw when they first came to the wasteland.
"Let's go..." Chen Yeye dragged Yan Yueming, trying to take him into the wilderness to avoid being smashed to death. But the problem now is that the temple is still a shelter and the wasteland is a scorched earth. Where can they hide?
Where did Bu Xia and Wu Yuan go?
Just then, there was a faint sound of cat meowing in the wind. At first, Chen Yeye and Yan Yueming suspected that they were hearing hallucinations in their ears, until they heard the second sound.
"Meow."
It's a cat's meow, it's really a cat's meow!
"Here! We are here!" Chen Yeye couldn't care less and immediately shouted loudly. Yan Yueming also looked over, trying hard to keep his sour eyes open, and finally saw several people running towards the scorched earth that was still smoking. One of them looked very familiar. Although he was gray-faced, he looked like his primary school principal.
"Quick." Yan Yueming pushed Chen Yeye, "Let them find Bu Xia and Wu Yuan..."
It's too late.
Yan Yueming guaranteed that he would continue to stay because of his current level of insanity, and he would be crazy even if he didn't die. At that moment, he actually felt surrendered to the snarling shadows of the past.
It seemed that as long as he stopped resisting, he would immediately find peace.
Chen Yeye was also beating his head. He decided to give up thinking completely. Instead of becoming a puppet of the shadow of the past, it was better to become Xiao Ming's yes man. Whatever Xiao Ming says, he will do.
Right, that is it.
"Follow me!" Chen Yeye burst out
He exerted his last strength and got up from the ground. He knew Sister Xia, and he didn't need to think too much to guess where she might be now - it was a forbidden area.
This is called going straight to Huanglong, which is very consistent with his sister Xia's nature as a witch.
The search and rescue team members didn't ask any questions and left Wen Renjing and one person here to look after Xiao Ming. The rest immediately followed Chen Yeye. But at this moment, one of the temple's temples began to collapse again.
Everyone's heart felt as if they had been hit by the tentacles of the shadows of the past, leaving a desolate place even more desolate than this wasteland.
It is desolate and desolate, but also panic-stricken.
"What is that?" Wen Renjing's voice suddenly interrupted, followed by a cat's meow. All the hurried steps stopped, countless pairs of eyes looked in the direction Wen Renjing pointed, and the sky began to flicker.
The shadows of the old days, which had been arrogant and terrifying just now, suddenly disappeared, and the sky returned to calm, as calm as if nothing had ever existed. The next second, it appeared again.
Flashes, flashes again.
Play like a slide show.
Everyone's thoughts and words seemed to be frozen, stuck in their throats and heads, and nothing could come out. Only the wind was still blowing in the wilderness, whimpering alone.
Even the temple stopped collapsing.
No one knows what's going on.
No one acted rashly.
The other side that is inaccessible to all sight, Hu Di, is the omniscient and omnipotent space station.
Q Tower stood in front of a switch that was larger than his whole body. He raised his head and asked Tang Qiao, "Let me tell you, do you really want to pull this switch? We don't know the situation outside. It may not be useful whether we pull it or not. And This is the deepest part of the omniscient and omnipotent space station. If we pull this switch, we will definitely be discovered."
Tang Qiao was thoughtful, and asked after a few seconds: "But we just tried it, this switch is really connected to the magic tree, right?"
Speaking of this, Q Tower was also shocked, "Yeah, who would have thought that the fantasy tree is not metaphysics, but science? Cyber fantasy tree, Hu Di lighthouse."
"So..." Tang Qiao laughed, "Whether pulling this switch is useful or not, don't you think this is very interesting?"
"Don't convince me like this." Q Tower said seriously.
"So do you want to do it or not?"
"Do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Qiao took hold of the red switch handle and pressed it hard without hesitation. There was a "click" sound, the power supply was cut off, and the phantom tree in the distance instantly went out.
Without light, there is no shadow.
The black shadow disappeared in an instant.
Before the people in the wasteland could be stunned, the aborigines in Hudi couldn't help but curse, "Damn, there's a power outage?"
Because Tang Qiao felt that pulling a switch was a bit too deliberate. It was better to cut off all the circuits that could be seen, so as to fish in troubled waters.
As for whether your home has electricity?
Miss Tang, who was leaning on the red boat, didn't care. !
