Liu Ruiying was so surprised that she almost didn't dare to breathe.

This is not because of fear, but because of worrying about missing out on some violent movements.

The sword had been unsheathed in his hand, and Liu Ruiying could have unwillingly drawn the sword.

But he didn't do that.

He wanted to see what other changes could be made in this "thing".

After this "thing" landed, it did not move at all, as if thinking. Perhaps it was not a living thing. But the strange way of moving just now had broken through Liu Ruiying's cognition. In his impression, there would not be any living thing that could be moved in this "thing" way, let alone such a sound.

The reason why the sound of horse hooves is that only horse hooves can make such sounds. Neither cow hooves nor donkey hooves can do it. If they can be confused, the world will be in chaos and there will be no accuracy or rules.

So when a "thing" can create a sound like a horse's hooves running, and at the same time it can swim back and forth on almost vertical trunks with a gecko-like body, and fall lightly without any weight, Liu Ruiying felt that his understanding of the world had deviated, and an indescribable emotion arose from his heart.

It’s not fear, but a sense of powerlessness that transcends cognition.

As soon as this feeling of powerlessness appeared, it immediately spread throughout his body, making the sword in his hand seem to turn into non-existent nothingness.

Last moment, he could still feel himself holding the sword hard, feeling his beating pulse, and the saliva swallowed as the Adam's apple moved up and down. But now even the spirit in his mind was empty. If his limbs were not visible to the naked eye, it would be equivalent to not exist.

If it was the feeling of powerlessness caused by excessive fatigue, it would be no big deal to recover after a night's sleep. But Liu Ruiying's current sense of powerlessness emerged from the endless nothingness deep in his spirit. He could vaguely feel it, but it was as unpredictable as the light of the stars and the moon...

Liu Ruiying was so energetic that he tried hard to remind himself that he wanted to remove all the powerlessness in his spirit, and then focus on the strange "thing" in front of him and the sword in his hand.

This does have some effect.

But it's only temporary...

Because the feeling of powerlessness was not completely driven out of his mind and body, but was suppressed by his firm and powerful willpower. It was like an restless hunting dog, who was placed in the box and always wanted to jump out. For this reason, it could only be pressed on the box with a heavier weight so that it could be temporarily quiet.

This method can only be said that Liu Ruiying's willpower is too outstanding. Otherwise, when he sees such a thing that breaks the upper limit of cognition, many people may become crazy and stupid at that moment.

Liu Ruiying obviously did not become like this. He also maintained his last sobriety and rationality. Only by relying on this last persistence can he recover and lock the "hunter dog" in the box.

Suddenly, the "thing" stood up.

Without any movement, I stood up straight and straight.

If a person is lying on the ground, he must at least support his body with his arms, then arch his back, and retract his legs and push the ground, so that he can stand up straight.

But this "thing" was not prepared or reacted, as if an invisible traction rope was hanging behind him, and it was slowly pulled up until it was vertical.

Liu Ruiying took a step back, adjusted her figure, and prepared to set off her sword at any time.

The feeling of powerlessness in his mind that had just been forced to suppress him began to restless again. Although it did not affect his whole body as before, there was always a disobedient corner in his mind, which made him feel like he was stuck in his throat and suffered.

But now, the "thing" has recovered, at least it can be seen as a person with a hunched body, his hair has not been combed for a long time, and he is wearing rags.

He looked like a poor and sloppy beggar, with soil accumulated on his face that had been accumulated for unknown amounts of time, and his lips were chapped and he didn't know that he was numb and moved, which meant his survival.

They often only stare at something, food and water. In order to survive, they will wander around and use their ragged clothes to win people's sympathy.

Such a person, if he is placed in Zhongdu City, squatting in the corner, holding a broken bowl, and constantly crying at the people coming and going, hoping to get some alms.

Liu Ruiying finally found an image that suited his cognition and put it on the "thing" in front of him, but he suddenly remembered that he was now in the cave of an ancient tree in the desert. How could there be beggars here?

Beggars beg for survival, not hermits who practice.

There will be beggars everywhere, and there must be such people in places where there are people, but the opportunity for such people to appear is to have food in some place or there are many lively people. Otherwise, even if people starve to death at home, they will not go out to be embarrassing beggars.

It is rare and uninhabited here, and there is no beggar at all!

Thinking of this, Liu Ruiying was a little anxious...

He was eager to use what he had known in his mind to explain the "thing" in front of him more reasonably, at least he had to accept it himself, and felt that this "thing" was no longer so detached, and the feeling of powerlessness in his mind would be honest and would not be restless at all times...

The feeling of powerlessness made him feel confused and scared, and made him feel that the unknown feeling was extremely difficult. He was like a blind man groping in the dark night, not knowing the way under his feet or what items were ahead.

They can't think about it with their brains, because there is only darkness in their world.

Just like Liu Ruiying, his current guess is blank, and I don’t know where to start.

But after thinking about it, Liu Ruiying couldn't find a suitable known thing to impose the weirdness in front of him.

He lived a short life, but he was also a journey of traveling around the world.

So far, the most transcendent thing I have seen is the time I entered Yanzi's world and helped Mrs. Ling get out of trouble.

The black river, with steep rocks on both sides of the bank, with white bones placed at the top, I don’t know if it’s human or beasts. Each of the looming windows is tightly closed and broken, with fog steaming, and the top of the head is dull, which is dazzling. The rotten stench that emerges from the river is always unstoppable to retching...

Although these are all very transcendent cognition, they are all dead objects. Now when Liu Ruiying recalls that the black river water seems to have never flowed before, just like a piece of tofu, tremblingly piled up in the river.

The most important point is that Ironko is at least an individual.

A head is on his shoulders, his hands and feet are sound.

Except for the exposed skin, there are no more weird things.

But the "thing" in front of me exists outside common sense, nothing is ordinary that can be easily understood by Liu Ruiying.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Ruiying found that this was really futile. He neither solved the strangeness in front of him nor completely eliminated the sense of powerlessness in his mind. Obviously, with his current perception, he could not do it even if he wanted to find something similar to the strangeness in front of him, and he was even far from it.

After standing upright, the strange combat power was still unmoving for a long time.

There were slight movements on the left and right sides of it, as if a person's hands were looking for something in his coat.

This action lasted for about a moment before calming again.

A strange sound suddenly came from Liu Ruiying's ears, completely different from the previous ones, like the sound of a flute. But it was far less crisp and pleasant and ethereal than the sound of a flute. Instead, it made Liu Ruiying feel that the sound of a flute could summon something strange from the deeper inside the old tree cave.

The sound is the most unpredictable. No one knows where it comes from and what to do. He wants to close his ears and refuses to listen, but finds that thing desperately drills into your ears, like an urgent monster, trying to break all obstacles.

There was also an extremely resentful wailing interspersed between the flute sound. The sound was not loud, but it was obviously used to cooperate with the flute sound. Originally, such a sound could not make Liu Ruiying feel terrifying, but in such an environment, it came from such a strange "thing" and turned into a mystery that could not be wandering in my heart.

The sound of the flute became louder and louder, and the beads of sweat penetrated from Liu Ruiying's forehead and the tip of his nose, and his sideburns were completely wet with sweat. While breathing, he felt that the place in his vest was pushed by inexplicably strong force began to heat and itch.

Just as he was almost about to let go of the sword in his hand and blocked his ears with both hands desperately, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

The strange thing stood up a little further, as if he raised his head and stared at the starlight above his head from the gap in the tree hole.

One hand raised from high.

It's indeed a hand!

Just like Liu Ruiying's hand!

Ordinary hand with five fingers, palm and back of hand.

Liu Ruiying breathed a sigh of relief.

In an instant, the pores closed again, and the sweat evaporated. The whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the sea of ​​fire and was thrown into the water. He resumed his breathing.

Finally, I can confirm what the strange "thing" in front of me is.

He is a human, and a man.

Because this hand is extremely rough and the skin is covered with a lot of dirty things. The long nails must have not been trimmed for a long time, and there is a layer of black putty hidden inside.

The hand was scratching in the void, constantly opening and clenching its fists, which was extremely rhythmic. But there was nothing in the air. Such a simple grasp of this kind of unreasonable grasp would be of no use except for moving the palms.

Isn't anyone really able to feel that they can catch the starlight?

If he really thinks this and is doing this, he must be a lunatic...

The hand that raised high and raised above his head, and after grasping it for a while, he suddenly took a photo.

He lifted it hard and grabbed the broken coat covering his body and threw it out.

This can no longer be called a piece of clothing, because it is really too broken and old... almost all broken into strips of cloth and then pieced together.

Taking off this layer of rag, my whole body was completely exposed.

Now that feeling of powerlessness has been completely dispelled from Liu Ruiying's spirit, and replaced by absolute vigilance.

Who is this person?

Why does it appear in a tree hole?

What is the profound meaning of the strange song you just played?

Liu Ruiying didn't know about these things.

But when he saw the man's clothes clearly, he felt very familiar and had seen him somewhere.

The man was short, with a tall and pointed hat on his head and a pair of thick-soled boots under his feet, exactly the same as the actors who were performing on the stage.

Such a weird dress is definitely not the style anywhere.

Liu Ruiying had never seen it in Zhongdu City, and Monan would not exist.

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Chapter completed!