Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Without further ado, Lu Jinchao came up and gave Lin Xiaoming a hug.

He hugged the sentry tightly, wrapped his arms around the sentry's neck, and buried his face in his arms.

For many years, he has been floating alone on the endless sea, struggling in a loneliness that can kill people.

Lin Xiaoming clearly felt that Lu Jinchao was trembling, raised his hand to pat the guide on the back, and hugged him tightly as well.

The last time he came in was eight years ago, and he only stayed for a few tens of seconds. He used parts to piece together a box court to block the huge waves for Lu Jinchao. After awakening the other party's mind, he was kicked out immediately.

After a long time, Lu Jinchao let go of his hand and straightened up from Lin Xiaoming's embrace.

"Welcome to my mental picture, unfortunately I can't offer you any treats."

"It's still the same." Lin Xiaoming looked at the line where the sea and the sky intertwined in the distance. The excessively empty environment would bring instinctive fear to people, as if they were truly abandoned by the world.

What's more, the bamboo raft floats on the sea surface, there are ups and downs, and it seems that it will fall over if you don't pay attention, which pushes this anxiety to the peak.

The bamboo raft was not big, and it was okay when Lu Jin was alone, but now with the addition of a strong Lin Xiaoming, it immediately became crowded.

With a thought in Lin Xiaoming's mind, the parts appeared and quickly covered the bamboo raft, turning it into a sufficiently spacious mechanical deck.

This looks much safer.

Lin Xiaoming: "Do you have any ideas?"

Lu Jinchao: "If you follow the spiritual link, you should be at the bottom of the sea. I have been there a few times before, but every time I can't reach the end."

"Then let's go have a look together."

They left as soon as they said it, and the two of them made a little preparation. In the ocean, it was all made of Lu Jinchao's spiritual power, and they didn't need to breathe in it.

Just like when they rescued Nicola back then, when they passed through the bottomless pool of blood, Lu Jinchao deliberately gave Lin Xiaoming a sip of water.

Lin Xiaoming: "Do you want to use some tools?"

"What?" Lu Jin Chao was fiddled with the sea water with his hands, and turned to look at him upon hearing this.

Lin Xiaoming snapped his fingers, and the black parts quickly flew out from behind him and were assembled on the sea.

The solid outer shell, the internal compartment, and various purely mechanical mechanisms... In just a few seconds, it was assembled into the appearance of a submarine.

Lu Jinchao: ……………

He deliberately asked: "Do you have an air supply system here? You won't be suffocated if you go in."

In the mental picture, they don't need to breathe, of course they don't need oxygen, just asking for fun.

"I really don't know about this. Maybe I need to test it first. Would you like to be the first person to eat crabs?"

Lu Jinchao readily agreed, and Lin Xiaoming jumped onto the top of the submarine first, reaching out to pick him up.

He put his hand on Lin Xiaoming's palm, borrowed his strength, stood at the entrance of the submarine, and then entered the interior along the vertical ladder.

The lid is closed on the top of the head. This is a space completely isolated from the outside. Lin Xiaoming's spiritual power separates the sea water, but there are no windows. After all, the parts are dark and cannot be transparent.

The chair was assembled behind Lu Jinchao. Lu Jinchao sat down and leaned back in it relaxedly. This was the first time he rested so comfortably in the mental image.

"Go straight down, right?" Lin Xiaoming controlled the submarine and dived into the depths. The sea surface was calm, and only the bamboo raft was still floating alone.

Lu Jinchao could clearly feel the changes in his mental landscape. Lin Xiaoming's sense of existence was so vivid, which was too novel to him. After all, he was always facing the same sea and sky all these years.

"Before, I just dived directly."

This also saves the effort of swimming, and Lu Jin relaxes his body and mind. The interior of the submarine is very simple, and in the world formed by this consciousness, it does not really need such a sophisticated structure in reality.

Lin Xiaoming closed his eyes and felt for a while, then said: "It may not be possible to go to a very deep place, the sense of oppression is very strong below."

"It's time to swim."

The submarine descended about 3000 meters, suddenly hit something and stopped.

In the perceived world, they have already touched the bottom of the sea, but there are many small cracks all over the side, and there are more intense mental power fluctuations down the cracks.

There is still a road down there.

"It seems to be out." Lu Jinchao stood up, stretched his waist, and a heart lamp condensed in front of him. The deep sea was dark and very cold, and a light source was needed to illuminate the surroundings.

Lu Jinchao grabbed the heart lamp, pulled it lightly to split it in two, and slapped Lin Xiaoming's chest, so the light sank into the sentinel's chest, making him faintly dazzled by the heat that warmed his soul.

Lin Xiaoming held his hand: "Then go out."

"it is good."

The submarine began to disintegrate from the innermost part, as if the reverse button was pressed, countless parts were disassembled and turned into nothingness beside Lin Xiaoming.

They were gradually exposed to the sea water, but they didn't bear the huge water pressure that could crush people like they were in the real deep sea.

The light of the heart lamp is so bright, the sun is gradually reduced by the sea water after diving, directly from the light on the sea surface to the darkness of the deep sea, there are still these slight panics for a while.

Fortunately, this is Lu Jinchao's spiritual world.

All communication is done through spiritual links, and minds can communicate without words. Lu Jinchao held Lin Xiaoming's hand tightly and led him to the crack.

Countless bubbles are emerging from it, as if many creatures are quietly breathing, but below, there is still bottomless endless darkness.

The water was icy cold.

Lu Jinchao had been here several times before, and he did everything very skillfully, so he sneaked into it first.

The crack seemed narrow, but it could actually allow two people to pass through without hindrance. After walking along the winding vertical gap for tens of meters, the bottom finally opened up again.

It's still the sea, but something is different.

Sen Han's feeling is like the essence, soaking through the surface of the spiritual projection to the depths of the soul, as if to freeze the soul together.

Fortunately, there is the heart lamp that Lu Jinchao condensed in advance on his chest, providing continuous warmth and light.

The light of the heart lamp illuminates a small area around it, which also makes the two of them extremely eye-catching.

The bubbles were still popping out one after another, and they burst silently when they touched their bodies.

Surrounded by Lu Jinchao's own spiritual power, it stands to reason that he should feel extremely comfortable, but the sense of oppression has already appeared.

Every time he came to this place, he would feel discomfort from the bottom of his heart.

The loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world and drowning alone in the cold dark deep sea can kill people.

Fortunately, he is not alone now.

The existence of Lin Xiaoming is like a shot in the arm, making the mood at this moment completely different from when he came down alone.

They haven't found the exit of Lu Jin towards the picture, they continue to go down.

Lin Xiaoming and Lu Jinchao were very close so that they could take care of each other if there was any unexpected situation.

He looked around. In the world of pictures, the sentinel's five senses were no longer strengthened, and spiritual power was king.

I don't know how long it went down.

There are no creatures in the sea of ​​Lu Jinchao, they are the only creatures here.

So everything is so dead.

As spiritual projections, they will not feel tired, but they will indeed be affected by their mental state. When facing the unknown ahead, and there is no way to find the exit, individuals will feel more or less anxious or anxious .

Lu Jinchao and Lin Xiaoming stopped twice to take a break, and at the same time used some physical contact to comfort each other.

The bubbles gradually disappeared, as if they had penetrated into a new layer, with a stronger sense of oppression, if I had to describe it, it was like an emotion imposed on me, quietly disturbing my state.

This is the embodiment of the guide absorbing negative emotions from others when conducting spiritual counseling.

The guide is sensitive to emotions. Emotions will not disappear completely in a short period of time. The so-called clearing is just transferring it from one person to another.

It is this responsibility that the guide assumes.

Lin Xiaoming finally experienced the feeling of being a guide for the first time. He has a strong control over himself, whether it is noisy information or inner fluctuations, he can control it very well, but it does not mean that he can smoothly accept sexual desires from others.

The light of the heart lamp became brighter at this moment, dispelling those things that made Lin Xiaoming feel uncomfortable.

The sentinel turned his head to look, and Lu Jinchao was also looking at him, giving the sentry all the support he could.

down.

In addition to the almost transparent sea water, other substances finally appeared in front of him.

Groups of black flocs floated in the water, exuding an ominous aura, like jellyfish, but they were not at all as beautiful as that creature.

The center of some flocs was covered with something with a faint white light, and Lin Xiaoming recognized that it was a memory fragment.

Being entangled in something like this is obviously not a wonderful memory.

Regarding everything about Lu Jinchao, Lin Xiaoming has already learned from the establishment of the connection during the union that the memory wrapped in black flocs is likely to be a bad thing he experienced in the 24 years of his life.

Lu Jinchao led Lin Xiaoming to avoid them carefully. As they continued to go deeper, more and more black matter appeared, and they even swam around like life, but fortunately, it was relatively slow.

It was a depth he had never reached before alone.

After passing through the maze of flocs, they failed to reach the bottom of the sea, but finally found another unusual place.

A hole appeared in the rocky wall of the abyss, and on the edge of the cliff revealed a rotting, gigantic corpse.

The dead body was so huge that it cast a terrifying shadow in the light of the heart lamp.

The moment Lu Jinchao saw it, his whole body seemed to be frozen, followed by extreme fear.

He couldn't describe what it was.

Some kind of sea creature?No, this is his mental image, how could there be marine life?

Everything here is the illusion of his heart, but why did such a terrifying thing appear?

The corpse was rotting under the erosion of sea water, and the exposed parts looked like the end of some kind of giant worm. Lu Jin approached cautiously, and seemed to be able to smell the strong rot emanating from it.

Even seawater is poisonous.

What exactly is this?

Lu Jinchao was dumbfounded, he was the master of the mental picture, and something he couldn't understand appeared in the picture in front of him.

The calm emotions came from the link, and the sentinel reassured him, telling him not to panic.

Lin Xiaoming came to the corpse and observed carefully. The parts turned into trestles and appeared at the feet of the two, allowing them to stand on it for a rest.

The metal spear moved according to Lin Xiaoming's belief, and tentatively poked at the corpse. The meat was as rotten as tofu, and the spear sank into it in an instant. After stirring it, a cavity was found.

There are passages in it.

Upon hearing the news, Lu Jinchao was shocked for a moment. He settled down and made a decision together with Lin Xiaoming.

Go check it out.

If there is really a hole inside... no wonder he has been floating on the sea for eight years without finding the exit.