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Walking in a world of white mist, you can't see the sky when you look up, and the strange tactile feedback from the soles of your feet makes you wonder if there is a ground here. You can't feel the flow of air, and you can't hear the slightest movement, even if you deliberately create it.

The sound was also swallowed up by silence in an instant.

It's like the end of the world abandoned by God.

It’s been a long time since I had such a wonderful experience, so when I first opened my eyes, my mind was a little blurry, but I quickly realized it. Once again, it was a new experience. When I came to the world of white mist again, it was like returning to my own home.

Very kind.

As usual, just keep looking in one direction and keep walking forward. Of course, walking backwards is probably okay, and even walking upside down is probably fine. It’s up to you. Anyway, it’s just a bad taste of Salted Fish Sword’s trick.

If you get tired of it, it will appear naturally.

But this time, Salted Fish Sword gave me some new work.

The unchanging white mist suddenly fluctuated several times as it moved forward, slowly gathering and dispersing into a few simple and random outlines like splashing ink.

Or maybe it's my illusion, just like the white clouds in the sky. Sometimes you wonder in your mind what shape it is, and what shape it is in your eyes. The sense of existence is more idealistic.

In any case, in the vast world of white fog, I finally had something new in my eyes. Those extremely simple outlines in the fog seemed to form crude murals. As I walked along, the pictures were constantly changing.

It feels like reading comic strips when I was little.

In the silent world, when the Painting in the Mist appeared, there were suddenly some strange sounds. Whenever I stopped and wanted to listen carefully, the sounds would disappear without a trace, leaving me only carelessly.

It will appear suddenly under certain conditions.

Even so, it is sometimes loud and sometimes small, sometimes not, and the order of the words seems to have been completely disrupted and then crumpled into a ball. It is messy and irregular, just like a monk chanting sutras, and completely unable to understand the meaning he wants to express.

It seems that he came out of nowhere just to make himself feel lonely.

But for some reason, the appearance of this voice gave me a familiar feeling in my heart for no reason.

Including the [murals] in the fog that are constantly changing in front of you.

The outline is simple and messy, like a child's graffiti, a mosaic, or playing a pixel game on a 180-inch projection screen in front of a bright window. If you are not eight hundred degrees short-sighted, you can't tell the difference at all.

Whether it is a stone or a panda, it is not very friendly to titanium alloy dog ​​eyes players like me. Sometimes in order to see clearly, I have to step back hundreds of meters, pull far enough away, and then cooperate with the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

Only with your eyes can you see clearly.

Roughly speaking, it seems that first there are two humanoid figures, one big and one small, interacting and interacting. The big figure disappears, and the small figure stays in place for a while. When the picture changes, the outline of the fog is slightly complicated.

After a little bit of research, it seems that with more background, the funds actually increased? Is this crowdfunding?

However, as soon as the background came out, the picture became even blurry. I couldn't tell what was what. I could only see a blurry and obvious thing squirming in the blurry background. It squirmed back and forth, and then suddenly something appeared next to it.

A second wriggling thing appeared. After some interaction, the second wriggling thing disappeared. The first wriggling thing seemed to have grown a little thicker?

Or in other words, is there something extra about you?

All in all, I am obsessed with it, from beginning to end, and I don’t know that I will continue to be obsessed with it. If this was a domestic animation, I would rather watch Pear Blossom Shrimp a hundred times.

Leaving aside other comparisons, at least they have extremely advanced graphics that can be used to play with.

What? The insignificant picture part is outsourced, while the touching script, characters and excellent ideological themes are domestic originals?

There's going to be a second part?!

Even in my dream, I still broke into a cold sweat, patted my chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I have already traveled through time.

Now, I have nothing to be afraid of.

Looking back at the poor performance of the mist, there is actually a slight sense of intimacy, the blurred background, and the simple doodles like a child. At least Salted Fish Sword has tried its best.

Perhaps hearing my inner complaints, Xianyujian felt a rare sense of shame, and the mist was re-rolled into a ball, a vast expanse of white, and then gradually dissipated.

A desolate, gray world like a doomsday wasteland was revealed, the lifeless sky and earth were empty and lifeless, except for the long sword half-embedded in the earth, which became the only thing in the world.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." As usual, I made a circle around the Salted Fish Sword, looked at it from all directions, and suddenly found a bright spot.

"Evelina, you have grown taller."

"That's it." Xianyu Jian pretended to cough a few times, and said in a nonchalant and showy tone: "Who hasn't grown up yet?"

"But you are a sword." I solemnly reminded him to examine his identity.

"Who said a sword can't grow taller?"

"I've never seen a sword grow taller."

"Now that you see it, aren't you happy? Your empty head has become swollen again."

This salted fish sword has been brewing for a while, and its sharp teeth and mouth have become much sharper.

"I have no problem with you growing taller, but..." I kindly reminded Xianyujian: "If you keep growing like this, the hammer underneath will almost be exposed."

Obviously, it is impossible for a sword to grow taller. The only answer is that the Salted Fish Sword has grown out on its own. If this continues, it may no longer be able to hide its identity as a hammer sword that has been hidden for many years.

I had already thought of the title for the book at the moment it was unearthed.

Stop pretending, let’s show off, I’m being a bitch... Ah no, it’s me who has been pretending to be a sword for many years. I signed up to be invincible after a million years in the cold palace of the doomsday, and then I turned out to be a hammer.

Look, didn’t the style of the platinum master appear all of a sudden?

"How long do you plan to use this meme? If you don't get tired of it, I will too."

Evelina has been criticized by me for many years, and she has long been immune. Now she has shrunk, and she probably practiced some kind of calming and health-preserving method such as Turtle Style Qigong. Her voice has lost a bit of the human fireworks, and she has actually started to act aloof.

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"Sorry, I'm not tired of it, unless you jump out of the ground right now and slap me in the face with the truth."

"The keys are two yuan each, starting with three, are you worthy?"

"Just two handfuls. I'll give you fifty. How do you calculate the account?"

Both of them were silent for a moment, feeling that it was not okay to continue hurting each other like this, so they exchanged glances, and this time the fight was temporarily stopped, and the troops were withdrawn.

What? How to make eye contact with a sword?

How do you read and act on Master Wu's face, then how do you communicate with Jian.

"Ahem, Evelina, you haven't appeared for a while. Is it because the dream test consumes too much energy?"

I pretended to care. As long as Salty Fish Sword admits it, I will immediately turn on the taunting mode. You usually blow the hammer sword so well, but in the end it is not even as good as a condom. Look at King Arthur's scabbard. Did you lose the sword?

The drums died down? Laughing, it was just a charged blow.

"Your dream test? It consumed too much? Even blinking my eyelids consumes more energy." I don't know if he had sensed my thoughts, but when Xianyujian changed his tune, the bullshit almost reached the M78 Nebula.

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"That's not what you said before."

"Hey, don't tell me that you haven't opened a fake medical record before. You have to find a reason to be lazy. Look at your muddy face that can't hold up the wall. I can't see it but think it's clean."

I originally wanted to dig a hole for Xianyu Jian, but in the end, he was defeated by an army. You are cruel.

Keep accumulating strength, double the amount of energy!

"Then I'm really surprised. Since you can't see it, why did you call me here to watch you grow? Could it be that one day you get pregnant and I have to come and watch you give birth?"

"No reason, just a sudden whim."

I thought it was a backstab plus a critical hit, enough to make Xianyu Jianwei furious for a while, but I didn't expect it to be able to endure it. This Turtle School Qigong may have reached perfection, and it has already transformed into the Turtle King and the Divine Turtle.

Or maybe it chose to stand still and forcefully pick me up, with the intention of giving me a more powerful super kill in return.

"I have no other intention, I just want to call you over and laugh at you."

"What are you laughing at me for?"

I thought hard, it's been a while since I did anything stupid, and I felt a little nostalgic when I thought about it.

"Didn't you understand the fog just now?"

"Who can understand those messy children's doodles!"

"No feeling of familiarity at all?"

"No, no, no. If you say there is no, then there is no." In fact, there is, but how can you admit it?

Xianyu Jian sneered and seemed to have transformed into a fish.

"Look at those bastard things back then. How many people were killed just to wipe your ass? It's really hard for you to not feel any shame at all."

"I am who I am, what do the things I did before have to do with who I am now!"

I blurted it out without thinking about it. After thinking about it carefully, I felt that something was wrong with what I said. I probably watched too many underworld programs and became too royal. But it didn't matter. I just bowed and that was it.

Besides, I don’t know what I’ve done before. After drinking Meng Po Tang, who would have thought that I was worried about my past life. This salted fish sword always mocks me with unnecessary things. Now I say this,

But I feel confident.

What does what I did in my previous life have to do with my current life?! I have only heard that the debts of the father are repaid by the son, but I have never heard of the causes of the past life and the consequences of this life.

Well, it seems that it is true. I shouldn't always keep saying that I will repay you in the next life. This is much more cruel than a campus loan.
To be continued...