In Luo Jian's childhood memory, this picture always appeared the most.
Dusk, sunset, green fields, fields, jungle.
The extremely wide field of vision, the smoke clouds dyed red by the setting sun at the edge of the sky, and the cool feeling brought by the evening wind blowing across the cheeks. Then there will be a person in sight, a tall and thin figure, vaguely familiar, with his back to the setting sun, he can't see the other person's face clearly, but he seems to be able to see the other person's dark and deep eyes, and the kind of gentleness flashes across the corner of his eyes smile.
Luo Jian couldn't remember clearly, but in his dream, there was always such a person who couldn't see his face talking to him, no matter when and where, as long as he fell asleep, what he dreamed would always be the same .
Then Luo Jian woke up. When he woke up, he found himself in that huge tree vine cocoon, surrounded by clusters of tangled tree vines, wrapped around his limbs. Luo Jian couldn't move. When she raised her head, all she could see were twisted and twitching tree vines, which were entangled and writhed together in disgusting clusters. One of the thick tree vines seemed to have noticed Luo Jian, and suddenly stretched out its tentacles. , with a bloody mouth at the end, slowly approaching him step by step.
The tree vines twisted like snakes with their mouths open, and it seemed that they wanted to swallow Luo Jian in one gulp. Luo Jian was secretly anxious, and struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of the tangled tree vines. But his wrist could move, and he touched the knife at his waist.
Luo Jian had two knives on him, one of which was his own, but it was a pity that this knife left his hand because it was too violent when it was dragged away by the tree vines, and now I don't know where it fell. And the other one is the Tang Dao taken away from Duan Li. What he touched now is Duan Li's Tang Dao. The Tang Dao was stored in the scabbard. Luo Jian pulled it out with all his strength, but the Tang Dao was not at all intact. move.
A weapon is owned by its owner and cannot be used by anyone other than its owner.
Really bad! Luo Jian thought to himself, he couldn't pull out the knife at this moment, and he couldn't move his body, but the ferocious tree vines in front of him, that bloody mouth was approaching step by step, looking at the size, the cliff could swallow Luo Jian's whole body in one bite Swallow without chewing!
I have to figure out a way, or I will really be eaten. Luo Jian didn't want to experience the death method of being eaten by tree vines at all. He had envisioned his worst death and the worst end. What's interesting is that Luo Jian didn't think he would die in the secret room at all. He felt that He himself would kill himself.
Yes, suicide.
But why? Why do you think you will kill yourself in the end? Even Luo Jian himself can't figure it out, that's how he feels, it's like a thought that suddenly pops into your mind one day, a kind of inspiration, slowly takes root and sprouts, unbreakable. As for Luo Jian, he really, really hates his... sudden, extremely sensitive... intuition.
"That's why I won't die in this kind of place, right." Luo Jian gritted her teeth and smiled, watching the disgusting tree vines approaching, and the huge mouth with sharp fangs, it was so strange A tree vine can actually have such a big mouth like a living thing, and it can even grow teeth. I don't know what it will look like inside its stomach
Luo Jian was incapable of imagination, and he was unwilling to be swallowed by a tree vine. He gave up pulling out a knife that did not belong to him. He closed his eyes, and suddenly a sentence from the boss came to mind—
"A weapon is a part of your body, your internal organs, or your limbs. You must remember that it is not the weapon that controls you, but you that control it. You must firmly believe that it is one with you, even if you put It is discarded, abandoned, changed, it will still be by your side, it is a piece of flesh that was born on your body, unless it is bloody and horrible, it will never leave you."
Boss is also a teacher and friend to Luo Jian, he is the mentor of all newcomers, and he does have such qualifications, although he himself once told Luo Jian that he is just a rookie who has experienced a few escape rooms, It's just that Luo Jian doesn't quite believe this, because this unshaven uncle can always give Luo Jian a lot of valuable guidance.
"Won't leave my weapon...?"
Luo Jian was talking to himself, and looked down at the Tang Dao belonging to Duan Li hanging on his waist. A strange idea suddenly popped up in his mind. He thought of Shisan's hand crossbow, such a big crossbow, Thirteen was always taken out from nowhere without anyone noticing, and that little girl Fourteen, her whip... When Luo Jian first saw this little girl, she was still wearing her school uniform, with I didn't see a whip hanging anywhere, but it was so miraculous that the whip came out suddenly, and I didn't know when and where it came out.
Even the stalker is the same, although he has been wearing that black combat uniform with many pockets, but when he draws out the knife, it is almost an instant, and the movement is not clear at all, you don't even know where he came from. Where did that tactical assault knife come from.
Why is this so? Could it be some magical thing like the portable space storage ring in the novel
"No, that's not right." Luo Jian raised her head and opened her eyes wide. The tree vine was already close at hand. The huge vine seemed to be impatient, and opened its mouth wide. The sharp teeth were still filled with disgusting secretions. Luo Jian Jane smelled a stench. He narrowed his eyes and muttered softly, "My knife is right here."
never left.
The tree vine poked its head suddenly, and its huge mouth bit down on Luo Jian, but it was a pity that it never enjoyed the delicious blood of its prey, because at the moment it bit down, a cold light flashed suddenly , like a meteor trail, the next second, the tree vine fell down, its entire mouth was separated up and down, and blood gushed out of its wound, just like human beings, bright red blood.
This vine is different, because other vines will never bleed when they are cut, but will cut more and grow faster. Luo Jian looked at the vine, wondering if he had cut down an important part of the vine, such as a vital part? Then Luo Jian thoughtfully looked at the short knife that was lost and recovered in his hand. It was exactly the same knife as Xing Yan, the same model and size. Is this just a coincidence? Or... is there a deeper meaning
As soon as Luo Jian waved his hand, his dagger disappeared in his palm inexplicably.
"The boss didn't lie to me, the weapon is really a part of the body."
However, time did not allow Luo Jian to continue guessing. After he chopped down the vine with the mouth, the surrounding vines began to shake as if twitching. Luo Jian transformed into his own knife again and became vigilant. To his surprise, these vines seemed to shrivel after shaking violently, and slowly began to dry up, as if all the water had been sucked away in an instant, they drooped and remained motionless.
But even though the tree vines had dried up, their stumps were still densely packed around. Luo Jian stepped on one of the vines, pushed aside those dense vines, found a random direction, and crawled deeper . After climbing for a certain distance, Luo Jian frowned. He really didn't expect that the vine cocoon was so big, and it was filled with vines intertwined. Even though part of it dried up, there were still more vines, which were still alive and kicking. .
Those lively tree vines were entangled not far from Luo Jian's eyes. Luo Jian opened his eyes wide and vaguely saw a figure sitting inside. Just as Luo Jian wanted to move, he heard a voice coming from inside.
"Rojan?"
"Alan?" The voice was so familiar, Luo Jian was taken aback, and shouted: "Alan? Why are you here?"
Feng Yulan should have fallen asleep in that tree hole safe and sound, he shouldn't have come out, unless it was...
"Did I sleep for a long time?" Feng Yulan said.
"I don't know how long it has been. My phone seems to have been dropped and I can't see the time, but it should be midnight now, and the sky will be bright soon." The tree vine stopped, and he was a little anxious: "Alan, are you okay in there? Shouldn't you be in the tree hole?"
But what was weird was that Feng Yulan's voice was also very strange. He was silent for a while and said, "Did you bring my magic document?"
It was only then that Luo Jian remembered Feng Yulan's book, and hurriedly fumbled in his pocket. It seemed that he dropped a lot of things in the chaos, even the magic book was gone. Luo Jian frowned, looked at his dagger again, and said, "Alan, try it, the weapon is connected to its owner, even if you lose it, you can summon it back with your own will."
"Actually, it's unnecessary. The summoning spell has stopped, and the stalker has probably returned to the place where he should be."
"Stopped? Didn't you say that it can't be stopped without a specific ending spell?"
"When the summoner dies, the spell will stop."
Luo Jian paused, he was stunned for a long time before he understood the meaning of Feng Yulan's words, he grabbed the tree vines with one hand, ignoring the tree vines wrapping around his arm along his wrist, his expression Tie Qing, with a deep tone, said: "Feng Yulan, don't make any shit jokes on me! This is the first time I let you die in the secret room unfortunately, although you have to endure this inexplicable pain for the reason of 'surviving' Chase and kill, but I have sworn in my heart that I will never let you die a second time!"
Across a dense layer of vines, Feng Yulan on the other side seemed to be smiling. His tone of voice was really strange. It was different from the usual Feng Yulan. It didn't reflect the close acquaintance with Luo Jian. It felt that he was very calm, very calm, even... in a cold tone, and said: "Luo Jian, you are really good to me, I want to thank you."
Luo Jian frowned and gritted her teeth: "What do you mean by that?"
"No other meaning, just simple thanks."
"But I can't hear your heart."
Feng Yulan was silent for a while, then continued: "Luo Jian, I really want the real Feng Yulan to come back to you, but I'm afraid I can't do it."
Luo Jian didn't understand, so she asked, "What do you mean, Ah Lan, what are you talking about?!"
"Feng Yulan is dead." The voice over there continued: "He is too weak, his old wounds have not healed, he has lost a lot of blood, and forcibly used a lot of runes that he can't use at this stage , and Duan Li did that kind of thing... probably because of unbearable anger, so he used the summoning rune. The side effect of this rune is that the longer the summoning time, his body will be unable to bear the pressure. His internal organs ruptured and he bled to death from seven holes."
"When he was talking to you in the tree hole before, he was actually on the verge of death. He probably realized something himself, pushed you away, and fell asleep silently in the tree hole."
"What are you talking about?" Luo Jian felt his fingers trembling. He couldn't understand what the other party said. He couldn't understand after listening for a long time, so Luo Jian could only shake his head and said, "If Feng Yulan died ,then who are you?"
"Me? I'm Feng Yulan."
"So I said you were joking! Didn't you say he died?!"
"Heh..." The person on the opposite side sneered: "I am Feng Yulan, I am...another him."
"What nonsense is another him? I have known Feng Yulan for more than 20 years, and I have never seen this bastard have another him!" Luo Jian suddenly became angry. Look clearly at the figure behind the vines.
"Or, I am his magic book."
Then at this moment, Luo Jian was stunned, completely horrified by these words.
After being silent for a long time, the voice on the other side suddenly sighed and said: "Feng Yulan is dead, but he is not dead. I will not let him die easily. So... Luo Jian, you have to trust your own weapon, It will also do its best to protect you, just like me."
"You..." Luo Jian opened her mouth, not knowing what to do for a while.
"I am indeed another Feng Yulan, a Feng Yulan who only loves herself. You can also call me a shadow." The voice suddenly became ethereal, and if there was nothing there, it seemed that it was about to dissipate. In the time to come down, I will exchange the existence of each other with the real Feng Yulan, he becomes me, I become him, he is too weak, I want to put him in my body to cultivate slowly, probably in the next secret room, You can see him again."
The shadow's words surprised Luo Jian: "You can put him in your body? No... I mean, aren't you a book?"
The shadow suddenly smiled and replied: "The weapon can be put into your body, and you can also become the weapon itself. I can also be a person, but maintaining the human form is too exhausting for me, so most of the time, you What I saw was still a book."
"So... what about Feng Yulan now? Have you taken him back?"
"No, I haven't found him yet, but I can sense his existence. He has fallen into a state of suspended animation, and he can't directly recall the weapon like you... These vines are very troublesome. Can you take me there?"
Hearing this, Luo Jian immediately worked harder to pick up the vines. After a long time, he finally tore away the vines that were in the way. Looking inside, Luo Jian was dumbfounded.
"Alan..."
It was indeed Feng Yulan, she looked exactly the same, she wore the same clothes, and even her voice was almost the same, Luo Jian looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see the difference.
"I said that I am another Feng Yulan. I am his potential heart, which can also be said to be the disgusting and dirty side. In the past, before I became a book, it was difficult for me to Come out from the depths of his heart, or rather... don't really want to come out."
The shadow tilted his head, his appearance and habitual movements were almost the same as Feng Yulan's, Luo Jian had to believe his words, he squatted down, squatted beside the shadow, and couldn't help reaching out to touch him. The shadow didn't resist either, and rubbed against Luo Jian's palm, with a smile still on his face, gentle and seductive.
Luo Jian suddenly felt a little sad. He looked at the shadow and said in a low voice: "Alan, how did you become like this?"
"Thanks to Duan Li." Shadow said: "He made 'us'... awaken."