Carrying the coffin board of the senior sister

At first, Fang Yi also thought that this was some kind of fantasy species like a miracle in the world, for example, like the protagonist of Cultivation of Immortals, sitting there with a sinking dantian, knowledge would run into his mind by itself, but the result was these floating words, It’s just Chinese characters that can float by themselves, arranged and combined. They are flexible and changeable but have a single function. They form a long speech and float there by themselves. .

Not only that, but the screen can only be touched. Fang Yi also tried to touch the floating words, and the words really began to arrange chapters related to keywords according to the content of the touch. From the beginning of the operation to the later Complicated evolution, similar to the history of human evolution, can be summarized and summarized.

Not only that, after memorizing, in order to consolidate the knowledge in your mind, these words will also be combined into fill-in-the-blank and short-answer questions for you to conduct self-examination. Since the questions are rearranged and combined with the words that make up the chapter, it will be a cheat sheet There are no hints, so it's very boring.

Fang Yiyi who finds himself endorsing me wherever he goes:  …

Fang Yiyi let out a long sigh, rubbed his thumb over the slightly hot phone in his hand, and continued to do the self-test seriously.

This is like a different-dimensional space. People don’t eat or drink, they don’t feel hungry, they don’t feel sleepy, but they can clearly feel the passage of time. It’s an extremely real holy place for tutoring.

Due to the large amount of knowledge reserves, knowledge points are everywhere, and there are knowledge points everywhere. Fang Yi also knows that time is not much, and he does not know if he will have a chance to come here in the future, for fear that he will miss something important. , she didn't dare to slack off at all, besides memorizing, she was just memorizing, pinching the time little by little, living tenaciously and painfully, and having a little joy of filling her mind with knowledge, she felt like an emotionless endorsement machine.

It's been like this for a month.

One month later, at two o'clock in the morning, Fang Yiyi crawled out of the cave in a dizzy state, held his eyelids and pulled out the power bank to charge up the mobile phone that hadn't turned off automatically. I fell asleep, and didn't even care whether the power bank had power or not.

She didn't close her eyes for a month, and she didn't feel anything in the cave, until the moment she came out, Fang Yiyi was caught off guard, and the accumulated exhaustion almost overwhelmed her.

Fang Yi also had a dream. In the dream, she was like a transparent cloud, muddled and drifted up by the wind. She had no body, but a mass of thoughtful consciousness. She saw the cave she was in, and went straight to Flying up, flying over the mountains, entangled with the high-altitude sea of ​​clouds, a plane passed through her body, and the strong air currents blew her straight back.

Everything in the world flies by in the field of vision, and everything becomes small. In the distance, the sea level meets the sky, like a circular parabola. She was more or less flustered, but there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, a huge bolt of lightning fell from the thick sea of ​​clouds, and Fang Yi couldn't avoid it. Seeing herself being struck, out of the instinct to avoid danger, her heart skipped a beat, but that was all, she didn't feel any pain , fell rapidly in thousands of raindrops, the originally small object gradually enlarged, and as the distance narrowed, the size began to change, she was so small that the naked eye could not distinguish it, and finally, with a "pop", it hit a small piece of water on the asphalt road. in the depression.

— Ahh.

Fang Yiyi let out a long sigh, feeling that it was about to end.

She has no autonomy and cannot decide her own direction. Wherever she goes, it depends on nature, where she is placed.

Right now she is on a road in an unknown city. There are many shops along the street. The shop signs are all horizontal and vertical simplified Chinese characters. Fang Yiyi, who has read ancient Chinese characters for a long time, still feels a little nostalgic. Very few, not many cars, probably in a relatively remote location, to a certain extent avoiding the unpleasant experience of Fang Yiyi's face being crushed by wheels.

Fang Yiyi stares at the sky, not knowing how long he will stay, or how long this dream will last.

A flood of water passed by her, splashing into the sewer.

Fang Yi also stared at the entrance of the sewer, where it was dark, as if it was about to eat people. The small stream of water became majestic due to the flow speed, washing away the iron bars of the sewer, splashing crackling water.

For a while, Fang Yiyi was a little stunned.

Then she was stepped on.

The high-heeled shoes belonging to women were stepped on heavily, and Fang Yiyi passed through them.

Fang Yi also looked subconsciously, and what caught her eye was the hem of a pair of white wide-leg trousers. She looked up again, and the bright red material came into view.

Fang Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, even in this state, she still felt like her heartbeat had paused.

Li Ting was floating in mid-air, very close to the ground, her feet didn't touch the ground, she had familiar long black hair, a big red dress, and the rain was passing through her body. Fang Yiyi always felt that Li Ting's body was more condensed than before, giving people a very weird feeling, like an independent soul separated from the world, or like a ghost crawling out of hell to take people's lives. She was accompanied by a woman with short hair, dressed in an elite Kochi outfit, holding a black umbrella, with a straight back and full of aura, it was Chen Sike.

Fang Yi also only took a look at Chen Sike, and after recognizing who it was, he ignored her and followed Li Ting closely. Seeing a person and a ghost walking farther and farther away, she was in a hurry, but there was nothing she could do. The voice can't be separated from this place, and I'm so anxious that I'm about to cry.

Chen Sike walked to a red sports car parked by the side of the road, opened the door and sat in, Li Ting went straight to the other side, she stood there, Fang Yiyi finally saw her face clearly.

Li Ting had no expression on his face, which was the usual indifference in his memory. Fang Yiyi watched the car door open automatically, sincerely envious of the rain that fell on the red trot, and hated his poor luck, why he didn't land there.

Li Ting disappeared from her sight, and the car door closed.

Fang Yiyi was like a deflated balloon, his whole body was languid.

The red trot ran over her, Fang Yiyi didn't feel any pain, but his nose was sore, and he wanted to cry.

She had a lot of things she wanted to hear with Li, but she couldn't figure out why she had no freedom at all even though it was her own dream, she could only watch here and do nothing.

Suddenly, in the reflector of Red Trot, a pair of very familiar black eyes appeared. Those eyes seemed to meet Fang Yiyi. Before Fang Yiyi could react, as the car went away, he looked again gone.

Watching the direction where the car disappeared, Fang Yiyi couldn't turn around for a long time.

Although it was a glimpse, the familiarity of being watched by Li Ting was so sudden that it made her stiff, like a young girl in love who was at a loss for what to do.

...So, senior sister really saw her just now?

Before Fang Yiyi thought about it, a strong sense of life-threatening crisis emerged in his heart. Fang Yiyi instinctively tightened his nerves immediately, and then the whole world began to spin crazily, as if entering a washing machine, frantically Throw her out.

Fang Yiyi who was crawling in the sleeping bag suddenly opened his eyes!

In front of her was a dark sky with no stars. The sense of crisis did not dissipate after she woke up. Fang Yi also quickly analyzed the situation in front of her. The time should be night. It seemed to be cloudy, the air was humid, and the water vapor adhered to her skin. There is a kind of penetrating shade, which makes people get goosebumps.

Fang Yi also took the mobile phone at the side, climbed out of the sleeping bag, came to the edge of the cliff at the entrance of the cave, carefully leaned his body down to look down, the cliff at night was deep and terrifying, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Fang Yi also squinted his eyes, his eye sockets were slightly hot, and his vision became clear in the gray world.

On the Yangchang Mountain Road under the cliff, countless strands of black ghost energy coiled from the west, gathered together, intertwined, merged and separated, like a hook for death.

Fang Yiyi quickly made a conclusion that there was more than one ghost coming from the west.

The fingers of her right hand pressed against the stone were slightly bent, she calmed herself down, exhaled lightly, recalled the content she had memorized for a month, and drew a spell on the ground that concealed the breath of life.

Fang Yiyi practiced it for the first time, even if he had memorized it by heart, he was still a little nervous. Although the spell is easy to use, it is a thing that consumes a lot of mental energy. When drawing, you have to concentrate, and if you make a mistake, you will fail. , I painted for a long time, and I was exhausted, but in the end I was lonely.

Fang Yiyi didn't draw quickly, but it was a stroke of composition. She waited nervously for two seconds, and the talisman gave off a faint golden light—success.

Next, Fang Yi also lay on the spot motionless, quietly waiting for them to come.

She has no idea about her own strength, nor is she sure about the opponent's level. In Fang Yiyi's mind, she has always been a layman, so she is naturally careful.

About 10 minutes or so, as the ghostly aura gradually became stronger, three strange human-shaped shadows slowly appeared on the mountain road to the west.

Fang Yi also held his breath, waiting for them to approach.

The one in the middle is a stooped woman. Her hair is greasy, sticking to her body as if she had been splashed with glue. She is holding a hemp rope. dragged away.

Fang Yiyi gently pulled out the withered grass that blocked his sight, and his pupils shrank when he saw the thing on the other end of the hemp rope clearly!

At the other end of the rope, a little girl about five or six years old was tied up and dragged limply on the ground.

The little girl was dirty, but there was no blood, nor did she have any ghostly aura on her body. Her eyes were closed and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead. Her face was covered with mud and tears from crying.

Fang Yi also took a deep breath, and in a very short time, she quickly made a decision.

She has to go down and have a look.

If the little girl is still alive, she must be saved. If she is dead, based on what she has learned, she is sure to escape unscathed.

Fang Yi also pressed the phone's power button, and slowly backed away.

While rummaging through her backpack, she called Zhu Yeshu, but no one answered.

Probably sleeping.

Fine.Fang Yi also put on a coat, put the lighter that Li Ting gave her into the coat pocket, put the mobile phone into the other pocket, held the cymbals, took a deep breath, returned to the edge of the cliff, opened his arms, and tapped lightly. Hit the cymbals.

The effect of the spell that concealed the breath disappeared, and the breath of a stranger suddenly appeared. The three ghosts at the bottom of the cliff stopped and looked up.

Under the gloomy sky, a young girl stood on the edge of the cliff, with a tall figure, a cymbal in each hand, condescending, her eyes were stained with the darkness of night, her expression was cold, expressionless, frivolous and arrogant, Looking at their eyes, it seems to be looking at a few bugs that strayed into the forbidden area.