Xiang Nan smiled, he knew he had come in.
The blinking action of human beings is designed for the wind. Keeping the eyes open for a long time will cause the eyeballs to be dry, sore and painful. The eyes must be lubricated by blinking to allow the eyes to re-adapt.
But the martial artist's eyeball is so strong, it is a powerful existence that will not be injured if the sword is cut directly.
Therefore, warriors will generally give up the blinking movement gradually during the gradual practice, and this movement has become meaningless.
Secondly, blinking once, no matter how fast the speed is, will mean a momentary loss of vision, which is a taboo for warriors in battle.
Although warriors in this realm can feel all the movements around them with their perception, even if they don't use their eyes to see, after all, there are some things that perception cannot feel, such as color. Therefore, it is best to combine vision with perception. matching.
If the door exists for the yard, then you can enter the yard by pushing the door; if the door exists for the house, then you can enter the house by pushing the door.
But that door exists for warriors, so after opening the door, how can you see warriors themselves
Therefore, it is wrong to open and close the door. It is not the door that opens or closes, but the warrior himself.
How does a person turn off and on, the connection between himself and the world? Since the birth of human beings, there has been one of the most effective methods, that is, open your eyes, the world is there, close your eyes, the world is nothing.
While Xiang Nan was deep in thought, he suddenly felt a gaze staring at him.
He followed his gaze and looked down, and saw a little boy standing about three meters in front of him. The little boy was chubby and looked about four years old. A little leather skirt.
But this person is a little too small, at most about the same height as Xiaoque, only a little over twenty centimeters.
The little boy stared at a pair of big flickering eyes, tilted his head, and looked at Xiang Nan curiously.
Xiao Que crawled out of Xiang Nan's arms and sat on Xiang Nan's shoulder. He was holding a big bug in his hands, gnawing on it while shaking his little feet.
The little boy on the ground looked away and looked at Xiao Que curiously, and Xiao Que also looked at him curiously.
Xiao Que was sucking the mucus of the big bug whose head had been bitten off, and seeing the little boy observing him, he passed half of the bug forward.
"Wow." The little boy's saliva flowed down his exaggerated big mouth.
"You eat." Xiaoque said.
The little boy floated up and moved over, but the big worm took out another small pot of honey and gave it to the little bird: "I'll eat it for you."
Giggling, the two little people laughed happily.
But Xiang Nan's eyes fixed on one of the two chess players.
Of the two chess players, one is a white-haired old man with a refined temperament all over his body. If his guess is correct, he should be Xiao Zhengyang.
And the other was a young man who looked to be about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and there was a domineering heroic spirit between his brows.
When Xiang Nan saw the man, he felt heart palpitations for no reason.
There are very few people who can make him feel this way.
"Boy Xiang Nan, that man has no vitality." Big Snake said suddenly.
What? Xiang Nan was startled, and when he looked at the young man again, he was shocked to find that this man was actually transparent.
He shook his head, and looked carefully again. In the end, the young man was very real.
How is this going? Hallucination
At this time, Xiao Que opened the honey pot the size of a wine cup, took out a handful of honey, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "What's your name?"
The little boy was licking the twisted big bug, and said: "My name is Xiaojian, what about you?"
Xiaoque said: "I will call you Xiaoque."
The little boy was licking the bugs, suddenly tilted his head, and looked into Xiang Nan's eyes curiously.
Immediately afterwards, the little boy disappeared.
What frightened Xiang Nan even more was that he actually fell into a dream! Falling into a dream without warning!
In the dream, there was something that Xiang Nan had never seen before. It was a big colorful butterfly covering the sky and the sun!
"Wow!" The big butterfly uttered words, and the voice was exactly the same as that of the little boy.
Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a deep voice, "Who are you, and how did you invade my dream!"
Just at this moment, the big butterfly in front of Xiang Nan's eyes slowly changed into a little boy, and the surrounding scenery also slowly changed into the foot of the green hill again.
Xiang Nan was shocked to find that he was still in reality, and he didn't know when he dreamed again.
The little boy happily said to the chess player: "Brother, look at him quickly, he can fall asleep!"
At this time, both sides of the chess game burst out laughing.
The old man shook his head with a smile, and said: "I lost again, Mr. Han is superior in chess, the junior is really invincible."
Obviously seeing that the old man was older, but in front of the young man, he claimed to be a junior.
The handsome young man smiled, stood up, and turned his head to look at Xiang Nan.
But he didn't see any movement, but he was already standing in front of Xiang Nan.
"How did you do it? The speed of light? No, it's much faster than the speed of light!" Xiang Nan's heart was aroused, and he immediately became alert.
The young man didn't pose any threat to Xiang Nan. He rubbed the little boy's head and said, "Little brat, we've had enough fun, and we're about to leave soon."
The little boy seemed very unhappy, he pointed at Xiao Que and said, "It's a good friend I just made."
The young man had no choice but to say dotingly: "But this is not our world, we have to leave after all."
"You said you were bored, so I accompanied you through dozens of dream worlds. Isn't it enough for you to have fun?"
"Wait!" Xiang Nan grabbed the young man's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "You are not from this world!"
The young man smiled, stretched out his right hand and said, "My surname is Han, and the individual characters are inscriptions."
Xiang Nandao: "You..."
The man smiled and said: "I know what you want to say, you want to say that I am much better than you."
Xiang Nan's eyes froze, and he said, "I..."
The man said: "I understand, you want me to help you deal with the protoss and protect the world."
Seeing sweat on Xiang Nan's forehead, he took two steps back in horror.
The man said: "This is not my world, and I have no ability to interfere with everything here."
As he said that, the man rubbed the little boy's hair and said, "This little bastard brought me in. Without him, I wouldn't be able to come in."
"Actually, you should have discovered that I don't have a real body here."
Xiang Nan took a deep breath and said, "You..."
The man interrupted Xiang Nan and said, "Well, I know what's going on here, that's right, I'm a righteous person just like you."
The little boy pulled Mr. Han's sleeve and said, "Help them."
Mr. Han sighed: "Okay, I can't talk about helping, but I can give you some pointers." After speaking, Mr. Han walked towards the peach blossom forest beside him, and waved to Xiang Nan: "Young man, come here. "