Logically speaking, with such a narrow path, all kinds of shadows come and go, and the road should be crowded.
Even if they don't collide with each other because they have no entity, it should at least be like the game's piercing mold, where shadows and shadows are stacked on top of each other, and the visual effect is quite scary.
However, in fact, Wei Fuyuan walked all the way for a long time, black and white shadows came and went, but none of them bumped into him, and they all passed him without hindrance.
For this completely unreasonable phenomenon, Wei Fuyuan pondered hard and could only figure out the only explanation.
That is, this eerie and rugged trail is actually far more "spacious" than what he saw with the naked eye.
Perhaps even the so-called "street" was just an appearance that Beiquan showed in front of him, which was easy for him to understand.
"We only have one hour, and we can't waste time on this road."
Beiquan leaned into Wei Fuyuan's ear and whispered in an almost whispering voice:
"So, we have to take a shortcut."
After all, Beiquan took out a yellow talisman from his arms, sandwiched it between his index and middle fingers, and shook it lightly.
The soft talisman paper stood upright with a "sho", as straight as if it was not a soft silk paper, but a hard stainless steel sheet.
The next second, the talisman suddenly burned.
The flame is pale blue and looks like a legendary ghost fire.
What surprised Wei Fuyuan was that Beiquan held such a fire at his fingertips, and it didn't seem to feel hot at all.
Wei Fuyuan resisted the urge to reach out to test the temperature, and stared at Beiquan suspiciously.
Beiquan didn't explain any further, grabbed Wei Fuyuan's hand and started running.
At the same time, Wei Fuyuan felt that "people" were approaching them.
He instantly remembered the scene he had just seen - a "person" with light in his hand would attract other phantoms, and then the shadows would gather more and more, walking towards the light like moths to a flame.
Wei Fuyuan had a strong urge to look back.
But Beiquan's warning was still in his ears.
He could only clench his back molars, use his willpower to control the restlessness, fear and curiosity in his heart, and followed Beiquan all the way forward.
The blue flames burned very quickly, and the talisman paper in Beiquan's hand burned shorter and shorter at a speed discernible to the naked eye, turning into ashes every inch.
Beiquan's feet kept on, accelerating from a trot to a fast run.
Wei Fuyuan didn't dare to be vague, so he used the one-kilometer long-distance race to compete for the top three in the school sports meeting, trying his best to catch up with Beiquan's speed.
The dark trail lacks visual reference, except for some shadowy, illusory phantoms, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan can't see anything else.
Under the dual pressure of darkness and nothingness, Wei Fuyuan felt that his spirit gradually became a little trance.
He even had a weird illusion that he was like a hamster, running wildly in the wheel - although he had been running non-stop, he was actually just spinning in place.
Fortunately, Beiquan had been holding Wei Fuyuan's hand tightly, giving him a sense of peace of mind that a drowning person could still cling to a driftwood.
It seems that as long as this person is by their side, they can go to the ends of the earth, no matter how strange it is.
Finally, just as the flame was about to go out, a faint light suddenly appeared on the seemingly endless path.
That kind of light is hard to describe.
To express it in terms of Master Wei's far from "deep" literary skills, it is probably similar to someone lighting a candle behind a frosted glass.
But for a person who has been running on a dark road for a long time and has almost lost the sense of time and distance, the light is simply "salvation".
Sure enough, Beiquan took him to the speed of a 100-meter sprint and charged straight towards the orange dim light.
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At the moment when the blue flame went out, Wei Fuyuan only felt that his feet were suddenly empty, and the feeling of weightlessness hit.
"Well!"
Surprised, FaBle almost rushed out of his mouth.
But Beiquan moved faster.
He grabbed Wei Fuyuan's shoulder with one hand, and covered his mouth tightly with the other.
"Shh, shh! Don't yell, don't yell!"
Beiquan stuck to Wei Fuyuan's ear and coaxed like a child:
"It doesn't matter, it won't fall, you see, it won't fall."
Wei Fuyuan suddenly recovered from the panic, only to realize that although there was nothing under their feet, the two of them did not suddenly fall.
On the contrary, he and Beiquan are hanging in the air, like two hydrogen balloons with insufficient gas, falling slowly and slowly.
Wei Fuyuan was dumbfounded.
Because at this moment, what he saw was beyond his imagination.
Appearing in front of Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan is a vast city with no end in sight.
In theory, such a place with many buildings and a lot of traffic should indeed be regarded as a "city".
But Wei Fuyuan was very sure that everything he could see, whether it was a house or a building, or even the vehicles on the road, the flowers and plants by the roadside, were all made of paper!
What he is in now is a real, paper city.
"This is the Underworld."
Beiquan was still close to Wei Fuyuan's ear, and explained in a low voice, "What's burned 'above' may become a scene and thing in this city..."
Saying that, he pointed to a certain direction under his feet, "Look over there."
Wei Fuyuan followed Beiquan's instructions and looked over.
I saw a blue smoke suddenly rise from a courtyard not far from them.
The smoke swirled into the air with the shredded fire disc, and was quickly swept away by the strong wind from nowhere.
The smoke cleared, and there was a brand-new black Mercedes-Benz in the courtyard.
If it weren't for the silver paper on the window, Wei Fuyuan would almost have mistaken it for a real car.
While speaking, the two of them had slowly fallen to the ground.
Beiquan let go of the hand covering Wei Fuyuan's mouth, put one hand on his lips, and made a "silence" gesture.
Wei Fuyuan nodded vigorously, indicating that he knew.
So Beiquan grabbed Wei Fuyuan and started walking around the streets.
Different from the dark and winding path that the two of them walked through just now, although the paper city gave a "dim" impression, it actually always maintained a strange brightness.
Wei Fuyuan noticed that the sky in this city has no sun, moon and stars, and naturally there is no day or night. It has always maintained the sky at dusk, and the boundless dark orange is like a lid covering the same boundless paper city. Keep everything in a state of almost "still".
Contrary to the frozen sky, the paper city is full of people and traffic.
Along the way, Wei Fuyuan felt as if he had traveled through two or three hundred years just by looking at the costumes of the people who passed by.
Pedestrians come and go in tunic suits, suits, cheongsams, handmade padded jackets, and even Hawaiian-style trousers. Not only are the times different, but even the seasons are extremely disordered.
As for the means of transportation on the road, let alone.
There are all kinds of luxury cars that most people in the world cannot afford. Buses, trucks, and large trucks are on the road at will, and even horse-drawn carriages, tricycles and sedans are mixed in the traffic flow, and they will not hinder traffic at all. .
Wei Fuyuan thought: It seems that even if you are a ghost, you still have a lot of things to do.
In addition, Young Master Wei, who was "going into the shadows" for the first time, also noticed that although the paper city looked very lively, it was actually very quiet.
Everyone walked without a footstep, never said a word, and even passing cars—whether motor vehicles or horse-drawn carriages—were silent.
The roar of motors, the roar of engines, the operation of machines and the noise of tourists in ordinary cities do not exist in this strange paper city.
- No wonder Beiquan won't let me speak!
Wei Fuyuan secretly rejoiced.
It's so dangerous that I didn't scream in surprise just now, or else that voice in such a quiet place, I'm afraid it would have to go two kilometers directly!
Different from the vague shadows he saw when he came, Wei Fuyuan noticed that most of the "people" who were active in the city had appearances similar to living people.
Their facial features are clear, and they can tell their gender and age, but their faces are frighteningly white, and it is no exaggeration to say "faces are like golden paper".
As for those who are not like "people", it is really difficult to generalize.
Wei Fuyuan felt that he had seen the legendary cow-headed horse-face, and some monsters that looked like pigs, sheep, and snakes. There were all kinds of strange shapes. There are only those you can't imagine, without them you wouldn't dare to grow.
These inhuman creatures move naturally through the crowd, and no one turns their head to give them a second glance.
At this time, Beiquan squeezed Wei Fuyuan hard.
Young Master Wei suddenly woke up, his eyes staring at the pedestrians were too explicit.
He quickly lowered his eyes and pretended that he was just an ordinary passerby ghost.
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Beiquan led Wei Fuyuan around a few blocks and came to a large open space.
Strange to say, Wei Fuyuan started from "landing", and along the way, all the places he passed were densely packed, with paper-wrapped buildings everywhere, and even one building was directly superimposed on another in a way that completely violated the principles of mechanics. On the buildings, the sidewalks and roads are extremely narrow, and the structure of the entire city is extremely chaotic and disorderly, almost like the legendary "Kowloon Walled City".
But now, an entire open space appeared in front of them.
This open space is approximately circular, with a diameter of at least one kilometer by visual inspection. Its edges are staggered and covered with paper buildings, but within the scope of the open space, let alone houses, even a stone, a flower or a grass nothing.
In the center of the open space, there is a huge locust tree.
Beiquan pointed to the locust tree, indicating that it was their destination.
Wei Fuyuan nodded.
The two stopped wasting time and walked straight to the locust tree in the center of the open space.