Chapter 779

Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground, staring at Yu Yuan.

Hearing the sound, sparan and MIM rushed to her side, scattering the fog; As soon as their eyes fell on the human body wrapped in the light of the flashlight, none of them could speak.

It was Yu Yuan's back that tripped Lin Sanjiu and nearly fell. Under the yellow light from the flashlight, he was lying on the ground, kneeling on his legs and curling up under his body; In the fog, he knelt down and stretched his hands straight against the ground.

Looking at him for a long time, someone trembled and broke the silence.

"This... What is he doing?" MIM whispered. He was carrying a black battle bag wider than his body. At this time, the whole person tightened up, holding the bag tightly with one hand and staring at Yu Yuan: "he... Isn't he the big brother who just came out? Is he still alive?"

His voice fell, but no one answered him.

MIM finally moved his eyes back from Yu Yuan, and his face turned white.

"What are you doing?" He forgot to keep his voice down. For a moment, his voice broke: "Hey, what are you doing -"

Until he felt that he was suddenly grabbed by someone on his arm and kept lifting it up, Lin Sanjiu suddenly regained consciousness. She looked up and saw MIM's tightly wrinkled face in the fog: "why do you lie on the ground?"

She was stunned, looked down again, and found that she had just curled up her legs, and was kneeling on the ground at this time. If MIM didn't wake her up, she would pose exactly the same as Yu Yuan.

"I... I don't know."

She murmured, feeling as if she was telling the truth. It's like that migratory birds know to fly south when it's season. It seems to be purely a physiological drive - she raised her eyes, looked over MIM, and then her face stagnated.

Although the boy is ugly, he reacts quickly; As soon as he saw the look on her face, he immediately jumped aside - sweeping with the end of his eyes, he immediately twisted his body and rushed back, looking anxious and angry: "sir! Sir!"

Spaan just fell to the ground on one knee, and was suddenly grabbed by him, shaking his clothes hard for a few times, as if he had just shaken his mind back. He looked up blearily, looked at his knees, and asked in a low voice, "what's wrong with me?"

"You, you and her," MIM's lips trembled, as if he didn't know how to explain it: "and this person..."

Lin Sanjiu still knelt down, hoarsely interrupted the boy, and asked, "do you... Do you also want to fall on the ground like Yu Yuan?"

Spaan glanced at Yu Yuan and nodded. Blond hair fell from his eyebrows and eyes, obscuring his placid expression.

It seemed to him that the scene in front of him was very natural, just like a person who would fall asleep when tired and drink water when thirsty. There was nothing special about it.

Unfortunately, Lin Sanjiu feels the same way.

"Me too," she said, trying to control herself not to lie down again - this feeling is very strange, as if she is doing something unnatural. Obviously, only kneeling down, lying down, and sticking her face and palm to the ground are the most natural and logical things. However, she is suffering hard and forced herself to stand up awkward.

"I also want to lie on the ground..." she murmured, "you say... Should we...?"

The second half of her sentence was very light, and then it drifted into the fog. But MIM immediately understood her meaning and hurriedly shouted, "no, it shouldn't!"

Spaan slowly stood up and swept the dust from his body. The gray blue fog floated past him, blurring his sunny blonde hair and adding a cold, inorganic white to his face. At this time, he looks like a carefully carved handicraft.

"Why not?" He asked in a low voice.

MIM glanced back at his officer and found that his attitude was very serious. After that, he could no longer control his surprise: "officer, you... Are you really kidding me? Where, who would anyone think so normal -"

When he said this, it seemed that his anxiety was about to explode; The boy rushed to Yu Yuan, grabbed his arm and turned him over. Yu Yuan had fallen into a long sleep. Even if he was pushed to the ground, he still closed his eyes and did not move.

"Look, if you're going to lie down, won't you become as delirious as him?" MIM squatted down and hit Yu Yuan back and forth as he said, "Hey, hey! Wake up!"

The young man still didn't open his eyes, but his breathing was a little short, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

MIM's face flushed with anxiety, as if he were about to bleed from his forehead; Seeing that he couldn't wake Yu Yuan, he cursed low, jumped up, turned around and ran forward - he had just rushed into the thick fog, when suddenly there was a "bang". A faint hand light fell to the ground and rolled for a few rounds. Then came the boy's painful voice: "Sir, I'm tripped too... Come here, there are more people here!"

The two looked at each other and slowly followed the sound. Spaan's low, hoarse wheezing sound sounded clear in the quiet fog, like hair passing through his ears. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help taking a deep breath - it seemed that he was struggling with the uncontrollable desire in his heart, just like himself.

The gray blue fog, like swimming fish, suddenly separated from the front with their footsteps and swam away; Just can't see clearly ahead, the fog is thick, surging and closing.

"MIM, don't stand up yet. I have something that can blow away the fog." Lin Sanjiu shouted loudly, and then heard the boy say "yes". But she was reluctant to call out the [tornado whip] and remove the card - for no other reason, she simply couldn't get up and felt that this thing could be done.

"Take out the things," spaan suddenly came close and urged her in a low voice. His hair rushed up with his breath, and she smelled the smell of the sun in the thick fog: "all the things we don't want to do must be done quickly."

"Do you trust MIM so much?" Lin Sanjiu hesitated and shouted out [tornado whip].

She asked this for a reason - what spaan just said clearly proved that he did not trust his own personal judgment and Lin Sanjiu now; In addition to their two judgments, they can only rely on MIM's views.

"No, I can't trust him. I don't know him." Spaan replied, "what I trust is my analytical reasoning about the current situation - although the result of reasoning is that I don't believe my subjective feelings." After that, he smiled softly, "a little contradictory, isn't it?"

Lin Sanjiu shook his head and strangely understood his meaning. She removed the card of tornado whip; For fear of hurting MIM, she just waved twice gently - the end of the whip rolled out a weak wind, which immediately dispersed the fog in front of her, looking like a sunken piece of marshmallow.

MIM was squatting on the ground, holding his battle bag, his expression was stunned, and his eyes were narrowed by the wind.

The fog passed by him, revealing the sand and gravel covered earth and the round back of the earth with standard posture.

The people who left the theater with them all knelt on the ground in the same posture at this time; The back is wrapped in clothes of different colors, which looks like a large mushroom umbrella cover from a distance. No one moved, no one made a sound; They seemed to die in this position, lying quietly on the ground until the fog slowly closed again, obscuring their figure again.

"Sir, did you see it?" MIM hurriedly whispered, "I don't know what you've been fascinated by, but it's not normal at all! Think about it. Before today, did you once pose like this in your life?"

They both shook their heads silently.

"Then, let alone so many people come all the way to a strange place and pose on the sand, right?" It was wet and cool in the fog, but MIM burst into a hot sweat: "why on earth do you want to do this? Is this your own will?"

"When you say so... It may not be." Lin Sanjiu said softly and exchanged a look with spaan. Both of them are suffering from waves of impulse to fall on the ground - sometimes even trying to catch the boy in front and force him to kneel down together.

MIM naturally didn't know their psychological activities. At this time, hearing her say, she suddenly breathed out and relaxed her shoulders like taking off the burden.

Spaan took a few steps forward - not far from MIM, kneeling down was a figure in an arsenal uniform. When he bent down, Lin Sanjiu clearly saw that his fingertips were trembling: it was the aftershock of reason and impulse biting each other.

"Are you okay?" She couldn't help asking.

The blond man's fingers suddenly closed on the collar of the member of the arsenal, and then he pulled the man up - the fog and shadow covered his expression hazily. He held the man's collar for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled low, and his voice trembled slightly: "it's okay... This feeling is very enjoyable."

MIM looked up in a daze.

"The biggest enemy is yourself, which is true." Spaan gave them a hoarse smile and gently clicked his throat: "now I'm in my body, fighting with 'myself'... Come on, help me."

MIM reacted and hurriedly shouldered the arm of the Arsenal member; The man was a head taller than him, and he had to carry and drag him back step by step.

Lin Sanjiu stared at spaan in a daze, but he didn't know how he did it - she even had an extremely difficult idea of "turning around and leaving", not to mention taking the initiative to pull up the people on the ground. She bit herself hard, and finally forced herself to twist her head with a trace of pain, striding towards the direction where Yu Yuan was: "I, I'll take Yu Yuan away..."

Speaking of the end, her own voice became weaker and weaker - fortunately, she hardened her scalp and finally did not slow down.

The young man, covered with tattoos, was lying on his back at this time, as they had just left. She stopped beside the young man and looked back. In the shadowy fog, she could still see the shadow of spaan, walking step by step in the middle of her back.

Teacher Yi's cry grew louder.

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