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Whether to remind or not to remind is his business. Whether the old pedant should leave or stay is also his own idea. Both of them made corresponding choices according to their own wishes.
Gu Juan got on his horse and quickly left Youxie Town. After one last look, he never looked back.
Totem
According to the old pedants, Ji Hou is very much the original totem enshrined by a certain tribe a long time ago.
If this conjecture is true, then why is it able to kill people with nightmares after so many years?
And now there are many righteous gods and wild gods enshrined by officials and privately in the Great Wei Dynasty, but they have never seen any "miracles" shown by them. I don't know how many years ago, even if they accepted Worship, now, why can it be different! ?
Even if this thing is a living thing, a strange living thing, then after being washed away by the long river of time for so long, all its marks should have been obliterated.
He came to this judgment because he had a "long talk" with the red-clothed bride by the river that night, and he came to the conclusion from her words.
Just imagine, even such a powerful alien as the bride in red is afraid of the obliteration of time, so how did Jihou in the Jiezhai tribe survive the scouring of time like running water and the passing away like a man?
If it weren't for that inexplicable silk scroll, no one in this world would remember that there was once such a tribe that enshrined such a totem named Jihou.
Suddenly, Gu Juan was startled on the horseback, and a strange idea flashed in his mind.
In the previous time and space, he had seen such a view on death.
In a person's life, he has to experience three deaths.
For the first time, when a person's heartbeat stops and breathing ceases, he is declared biologically dead.
The second time, when a person is buried, people attend his funeral in solemn black clothes, cancel all kinds of documents, and then it will be announced that he no longer exists in this society, and you have quietly left.
The third death is the last person in this world who remembers him and forgets him, so this person really dies, all traces related to him will disappear, and the whole world will no longer be related to him , Really annihilated in the long river of history and time.
If he is just one of the most ordinary people among all living beings, then when all the people who knew him passed away, all the items left behind are gone, the bloodline is gradually diluted, and there is no memory of this ancestor anymore, he will be really Really lost the trace of existence.
In an instant, Gu Juan suddenly had a deeper understanding of the two sentences "forgetting is the real death" and "some people are dead, but they are still alive".
Ever since, when the divergent thoughts came back again, he couldn't help but think that when Mr. Hu got the silk book volume and read it as a miscellaneous book for pastime in the toilet
Perhaps he didn't know how to turn on a switch somewhere, and the thing called Jihou was reflected into the human mind again.
If this is really the case, this is the power of "missing", once you think about it, it is so terrifying.
According to the speed of the galloping horse, after running non-stop for such a long time, Feng Liancun was about ten miles ahead. At this time, Gu Juan reined in the reins and stopped, and took out the silk scroll from behind the horse. .
Huh
A pale golden flame ignited from Gu Pan's palm, completely enveloping the rolled up silk book, as if holding a fiercely burning torch.
But after a few breaths, the flame dissipated, but the silk scroll was still unharmed, as if the flame that wrapped it just now had never appeared at all.
"This thing"
With a flip of his right hand, he had already unleashed his wild knife, and a cold light flashed across the blade of the axe, and it slashed heavily in the middle of the scroll.
Boom!
Gu Pan's eyes went dark, and his ears were ringing.
In a vague way, he seemed to hear the bursts of winter thunder again, which suddenly exploded from a high altitude.
Click!
There is an extra crack in the silk scroll on the ground.
Gu Juan clenched his teeth, without saying a word, raised his hand and slammed down the ax again.
Boom!
The thunder rang again and rolled across the sky.
The golden flame flew up, wrapped in the sharp ax and fell heavily.
Ax after ax.
Regardless of his disregard, he almost exerted all his strength to pick up the patrol ax without stopping.Breaking down heavily.
"I make you dream, I make you miss, I make you think like a dream"
"I'm a mud horse!"
Boom!
The golden flame burst out again, accompanied by the patrolling axe and fell at the same time.
This time, the silk scroll, which was already full of cracks, was finally overwhelmed, and broke into several pieces with a crisp sound.
In the sky, the muffled thunder was almost connected together, and the birds and beasts couldn't care less about anything else. They started to get out of their hiding places, and frantically fled across the snow that hadn't completely melted.
After a long time, Gu Juan stopped panting, looked at the silk scrolls on the ground that had been reduced to ashes and gradually dissipated, a faint smile finally appeared on his face that had been gloomy for a long time.
After a while, he regained his composure and continued to rush towards Feng Lian Village.
It is true that he destroyed the silk book, but the crisis has not really been resolved. Perhaps it is not even a disgusting trick that does not know whether it is dead or alive.
When the sky was bright, Gu Pan, who was running all the way, finally came to the location of Feng Lianzhuang in his memory.
At this moment, he had to use the description of the location in his memory.
?Because the sound of chickens and dogs was heard a few days ago, the small village with good farmland and farmhouses disappeared strangely.
It's really like what the nurse who came back from Xilun Town to report said, it just disappeared, whether it was people, houses or farmland, they all disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace left behind.
Even the few wild dogs that he temporarily locked in the pen and let the little servant grandpa feed for him, there is no trace of their existence anymore.
All the things in front of him suddenly made him feel that everything seemed so illusory and unreal.
Just like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, he doesn't know whether he is dreaming when he thinks he is awake now, or whether the nightmare in the middle of the night and the fourth watch is a dream.
Gu Juan compared the situation in front of him with that of the deserted village in detail. After some thinking, he still believed that there was an essential difference between the two.
In his cognition, the deserted village incident should be the effect of the gray fog that changed people's mental perception, like putting on a full-real holographic game helmet. What he thought he was doing was actually his own imagination Under the blind toss.
As soon as he came to the field of games that he was more familiar with, Gu Juan immediately had a little more room for imagination about the situation in front of him.
It can even spread to irresponsible fantasies about the whole world.
"Could it be that I actually traveled to a certain game, and the planners did another data update after working hard overtime?"
"Now that the Nightmare Dungeon in Youxie Town has been opened, players need to log out and log in again to play normally?"
"But for a real person like me, how can I save the data and exit safely?"
Gu Juan took a deep breath of the cool air, and began to think irresponsibly again, in order to relieve his increasingly swollen head.
But he quickly restrained his thoughts and turned his attention back to the analysis and judgment of the current situation.
There are still a lot of things to do, and the time is very tight, so there is no room for him to slack off and relax. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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