The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

I don't know how long I walked, and I don't know how far I walked.

The surrounding scenery is always unchanged, there is no sound, not even the wind.

If it weren't for Ouyang who occasionally looked back and saw the long footprints left by him after he walked by.

Ouyang even wondered if he was standing still.

"The prerequisite for the task is to walk a few hundred miles of marathon? Are you sick?" Ouyang stopped a little dissatisfied, wanting to take a rest.

It's strange to say that I feel that I have walked for a long time and I don't have any real energy on my body, but I don't feel a little tired at all.

Wanting to stop and rest is just a bit boring to walk, wanting to stop and think about countermeasures.

There are obviously some dark places on the horizon. After walking so far, I still can't see what it is. Except that the dark color is a little bigger, there is no change at all.

According to this trend, I can almost go to death when I go there.

Ouyang's big characters were lying on the yellow soil. The khaki sand did not smell like earth at all. Bored, he grabbed a handful of sand and took a closer look.

Finally, Ouyang came to a conclusion that it was ordinary sand and soil.

Because the environment is not cared for here, the desertification is too serious!

Only Ouyang, who is extremely bored now, has the time to think about the waste point of view. It is useless except to make Ouyang condemn the monks who do not care for the environment and lack public morality.

"Is there any way to make me walk faster?" Ouyang thought about the solution, the rope around his waist seemed to see the master's troubles, and trembled in front of Ouyang, hoping to attract Ouyang's attention.

Ouyang was naturally attracted by the twitching rope in front of him, and then he slapped his head and cursed that he was really stupid, since the rope was conscious, he couldn't fly with it!

This big baby, why did I just remember it now?

While scolding himself, Ouyang stretched out his hand to grab the rope, and said cheerfully: "The old man took me to fly!"

The rope was held in Ouyang's hand, but the end of the rope shook, indicating that he could not fly!

Ouyang didn't believe it, he grabbed the rope with both hands, and the rope tried to levitate, but the slender rope couldn't support Ouyang at all!

It still doesn't work, it seems that I still have to keep walking on my legs.

The rope lowered his head a little aggrieved, and then broke free from Ouyang's hand. In order to prove that he was not a waste, the rope stood in front of Ouyang, and it grew a bit in an instant.

Seeing that the rope can be stretched and shortened freely, Ouyang asked suspiciously: "Can you extend it infinitely?"

Rope nodded, indicating that he could indeed do it.

"Fuck! It's really an artifact!"

Ouyang, who changed his face again, immediately picked up the rope in front of him with a smile, and said softly: "Good baby, can you stretch it infinitely to the dark horizon in the distance, and then drag me over there?" ?”

The rope looked in the direction of Ouyang's finger, hesitated for a moment or nodded.

In the eyes of Ouyang Qixu, the end of the rope in his hand was extended infinitely, and flew straight to the distance. Ouyang looked at the rope in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

Xiaoshanfeng really doesn't raise waste, even a rope is different!

When I go back in the future, I have to check if there are any good treasures at home.

Such a good treasure, my old man often uses it to bundle firewood!

What a scourge!

Ouyang tied the other end of the rope to his wrist, then lay down on the ground looking at the dim yellow sky boredly,

There are many things on the mind.

There are past lives, and there are also this life.

Various messy thoughts flashed through my mind like a slideshow.

After an unknown amount of time, Ouyang suddenly felt the rope on his wrist vibrate.

Sitting up, he stared blankly at the direction in which the rope flew away. The originally loose rope slowly began to straighten.

Wait a minute, fuck it, it is!

Ouyang stood up in a hurry, and before he was ready, he felt that he was directly dragged into the air.

"Hastily! Don't be too fast!" Ouyang screamed, and disappeared in place with a whoosh.

At this moment, Ouyang is paying a heavy price for his appearance just now, his whole body is like a broken kite being dragged.

The whistling wind in my ears flew towards the end of the rope.

Don't tell me, there was no sound after walking for so long just now, and now the eardrums seem to have exploded.

The dim yellow sky and the khaki soil in front of him merged into one in the vision of Ouyang moving at high speed, turning into a vast expanse of orange.

Ouyang had a weird illusion that he was shrinking rapidly.

And the orange-yellow all around is like a slide that flips quickly, flashing countless scenes one by one.

Those scenes are exactly what I have experienced in this world.

It's just that all the scenes seem to be playing their own memories backwards.

Ouyang felt his body getting smaller and smaller.

From teenager to kid, from kid to baby.

I am slowly regressing back to my mother's womb, which is as terrifying!

But the gradually tightening rope on the wrist made Ouyang clear-headed.

All of this must be an illusion caused by moving too fast!

Until Ouyang fell headlong into a sea of ​​flowers and gnawed out a large open space like a plow.

Under the impact of Ouyang's shell, the dead flowers and branches flew all over the sky.

Ouyang coughed and came in from a sea of ​​flowers, and touched his whole body in shock.

Fuck!I am not dead?I'm alive? ? ?

I don't have any missing parts?

With such a fast speed and such a great impact, I didn't even have a shit.

Could it be that he is a body forging genius like Xiao Feng?

Ouyang looked around and saw that he was in a sea of ​​flowers.

There is only one kind of strange and beautiful flower growing in the entire sea of ​​flowers that is almost connected to the sky.

The bright red color is like blood, and it looks like a chrysanthemum, but it is not as compact as a chrysanthemum.

The petals are slender and delicate, and the yellow stamens are dotted on the flowers.

The flower color is gorgeous, the shape is elegant, and it looks like an adult woman swaying.

Ouyang couldn't help admiring: "This flower is so beautiful!"

"The name of this flower is Manjusawa!" An elegant voice suddenly sounded.

Ouyang turned around and looked, and saw a bald head hitting his face.

Yo, still an acquaintance!

Isn't this the Huizhi who was beaten by the second and third?

I don't know how long Ouyang has been in this ghost place, and it's not easy to see an acquaintance.

He grabbed Huizhi's hand very enthusiastically, shook it heavily and said, "Monk, it's been a long time I haven't seen Nima...I mean, why have you come to this place?"

Huizhi's originally neither sad nor happy face turned a little surprised and asked: "This should be what the monk wants to ask? When did the benefactor come here?"

"Just here, just here, isn't this unfamiliar!" Ouyang pulled Huizhi, fearing that the great monk in front of him would run away, and said with a smile.

Huizhi pulled out his hand without leaving a trace, looked at Ouyang in front of him, clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name and said:

"Since you have just come, the little monk wishes the benefactor to reach bliss early!"