The fragrance in the deep ditch was so rich that I had to reduce my breathing as much as possible.
There was no news from Meng Gantang for the time being. I was alone in it, and I gradually thought of Qin Ruyu and the others, who might have encountered the legendary ghost press....
Modern neuroscience has proven that the strange state of ghost press is actually a symptom of sleep paralysis. And it's definitely not a ghost, a ghost, taking advantage of you to sleep, doing nothing to suppress your body, so that you can not wake up.
There are many reasons for this kind of sleep paralysis, but they are all related to the nervous system in the brain: it may be the brain nervous system, which has a disordered and abnormal response condition, causing the mind and consciousness to be oppressed by the body's response nervous system, thus Lose control of the body.
It may also be affected by external factors: for example, people often hear that after passing through a graveyard or other gloomy environment, they will encounter this kind of ghost press.
This is because, after you pass through that place, the subconscious mind responds to it. After you enter sleep, the superficial consciousness enters a dormant state, and the subconscious takes its place to control your nervous system. The previous stimulation will act on your brain nerves after dormancy, thus forming a ghost press.
From the current analysis, it seems that Wen Fang and the others are not in that situation. I was greatly puzzled. At the same time, I secretly looked forward to the voice of Meng Gantang from above.
Ten minutes have passed since the news from her disappeared. The pervasive fragrance made me dizzy. I don't know how long I can hold on, and I can't help but become anxious.
About four or five minutes later, Meng Gantang's voice finally appeared again, sounding very panicked: "Hurry up, get them up quickly!"
I was stunned and hardly thought about it. The two hands that had been panicking for a long time went down, not daring to touch this kind of dragon blood rashly, and grabbed Qin Ruyu's belt and neckline one by one, with a loud "hey yo". Roar, the upside-down weeping willow threw her to the shore.
After that, I didn't dare to delay, moved my body quickly and slid on top of Wenfang's head. When I was about to try my old tricks and stretch out my hand to pull her, Wen Fang's eyes closed suddenly and a narrow gap was suddenly opened.
Two ray of magical red light caused the movement in my hand to stop, and exclaimed: "Damn, what's the matter with her eyes?"
Meng Gantang's voice sounded directly above his head this time, and he shouted very anxiously: "Throw her up, that thing is entering her brain. If you want to manipulate her mind, you must not let her open her eyes completely!"
I was shocked: That thing... What is so mysterious that it can run into Wenfang's brain? Manipulate her? Ghost
How can I hesitate
When it was said that it was too late, I snorted and threw her up directly after grasping it firmly, and vaguely saw her body leaving the dragon blood, opening the usual strange eyes and closing quickly.
At this time, with Wen Fang's departure, the dragon blood at the bottom of the ditch actually burst into red blisters. Under the magnificent water shadow, I vaguely saw a ghostly long and narrow black shadow, just like a predator. The king cobra rushed towards Uncle Huang like lightning.
My scalp is numb: Is it this dark shadow that Meng Gantang said
"Hurry up, you fucking watch a fart!" Meng Gantang above seemed to see me in a daze at this moment, and he even exploded at me with a foul language.
I quickly settled my mind, and the race against time slammed into the ditch with my feet. I took advantage of the momentum in front of me to roll forward, and landed on Yu Mingjie next to Uncle Huang.
Immediately, when the dark shadow was about to rush to him, he struggled to grab one of the old bandit's legs and threw him up desperately.
The black shadow in the water seemed to be irritated by me, and suddenly rushed under my nose, and instantly rushed to Grandpa Mu on the other side.
Suddenly, his wrinkled eyelids trembled violently, and I was shocked to find that Grandpa Mu's eyelids had been half lifted.
The penetrating red light shot from his eyes, making me know that it was too late to step on Yu Mingjie's body and run over.
So, Hengxiaxin came. Relying on the thick soles of the hiking boots on his feet and the support of bandages, he should not be able to get this kind of dragon blood. A harrier turned over, passed over Yu Mingjie's body, and landed directly beside Grandpa Mu.
At this moment, his eyes are almost fully open, and the sockets are dark red, and there are a little beast-like inverted pupils in the center. They are staring at me coldly, matching the arc of his mouth, making my heart instantly They all stopped beating.
It's just that the situation is critical and can't afford to think about it. He bowed his big head down, and directly put him down and put it on his shoulders. With the force of his two arms, he lifted him more than two meters high.
Seeing that he was about to fall, the above Meng Gantang reached out and grabbed her in time, and the dark shadow quickly escaped from his body.
After Meng Gantang pulled him up, he opened his mouth wide in horror and said something to me. I didn't listen carefully, so he picked up Yu Mingjie in a rush, and threw him up with the last bit of strength.
At this time, my arms were almost paralyzed. Simply because this ditch is not deep, I want to quickly run up a few steps with my foot, and jump up with the strength of Wenfang's actions last time.
But at this moment, the cortex of my brain seemed to be pierced by a long, thin needle, and the sudden heartache hit me, making my running steps messy, and the whole person was lying head down on the bottom of the ditch. Superficial ** in...
I'm not a fool. With Meng Gantang's words before me, how can I not know what happened just now? That thing came at me, and I panicked and wanted to get up from the ground.
But at this moment, I was horrified to discover that no matter how hard I tried, my body did not react at all. It was like my consciousness and flesh were forcibly divided into two independent indifferents by a certain force.
With the fall of the body, the sense of smell seems to gradually begin to fade, followed by hearing, vision, touch, just a few breaths, this weird force has completely stripped my five senses, leaving only the last thought. In a blank... ... ...
At the last second of my hearing loss, I vaguely heard Meng Gantang’s cry: Remember, you are you, the beast who ruined me in the ancient cloud country.... Be sure to remember!
My current state is difficult to describe. After the consciousness has completely lost contact with the outside world, the brain is abnormally calm, as if entering the state of meditation and meditation.
First, there were many memory images, and they flashed past my eyes quickly, as if they were just a blink of an eye, as if they had walked the road of life for twenty-five years, and the images came to an end.
Then, there was a blank in the brain.
However, soon there were many noisy sounds buzzing from all directions. I stood up my ears to distinguish them, and found that these sounds were all my own daily whispers, and they all came out of my head and followed. My head was stuffed with tens of thousands of giant turbines running, and the sound of the fan turning blades made me feel dizzy.
These voices are getting more and more, and getting smaller and smaller, and I am upset and only pray that someone from outside will hit my forehead with an axe, and directly end this inhuman torture.
My prayer seemed to have worked, the countless buzzes in my head suddenly disappeared, but an'alternative' appeared abruptly, like a five or six-year-old child crying in sorrow.
But I swear, this sound is definitely not the cry of my childhood, it is sharp and thin like a girl's voice.
When I was curious, I wanted to hear what this girl was crying.
But at this moment, it was as if time and space were out of place. A flower in front of me suddenly appeared on a thorny hill.
Before I could figure out what was going on, a huge traction pulled me forward, and the cry in my ear disappeared instantly, and there was the sound of rushing water and crisp bird calls.
I opened my eyes in shock, and immediately the blood in my whole body was cold... The cypress tree beside me was swaying the crown of the tree in the stiff wind, lying quietly in an extremely familiar graveyard. The fault in front of you.
Further on, the roaring long river billows eastward, and the endless verdant rice fields behind the riverbank are rustling....
My stiff neck twisted, and I slowly lowered my head. In my eyes, there were two very weak legs with very small feet. I was wearing two silk shoes that did not fit the size...
Suddenly I thought of something, my whole body suffocated, and suddenly, a stern shout came from behind me: "Worry, you know how to cry! Try crying again, why did Lao Tzu give you such an unsatisfactory anger? The bastard... "(End of this chapter)