Lu Mingfei heard something in the dark that seemed to be opened, maybe a door, a box, and a book.

Then the indescribable sound was so deep that it was so deep that it was dizzy at the limit of thought, like a ripples thrown into the middle of a lake, and like the aftermath of a star explosion in the dark universe. He could not really hear what the invisible, expanding sound was, and could only barely imagine how grand and sad it was, and with some thorns, it was blood-colored epic.

Lu Mingfei first recovered balance, so what was accompanied by weightlessness.

He fell in the darkness, his brain lost control of the familiar gravity constant, and received physiological signals from the inside of the body and external sensory information to remind him in disorder that you are in danger, do something quickly.

But Lu Mingfei didn't feel dangerous, and even wanted to yawn. Because he knew that he was dreaming, all fear in the dream came from his lack of understanding of his own situation, and his brain guided himself to make wrong judgments and led to the spread of panic.

If you get panic, the amygdala runs around and urges the secretion of adrenaline and other related hormones, speeds up your heartbeat and breathing, increases blood pressure and muscle tension, and makes you lie in the bed sweating when you wake up like you are fished out of water.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to make him so wet. He remembered that he was asleep in the room of the Lion Heart Club. Since he was temporarily staying, there would be room service to help him change the bed sheets every morning. He didn't want to be rumored in the Lion Heart Club the next day that he had sweaty constitution or had something strange to sit on the bed.

If he had encountered such a situation a few days ago, he might have shouted for help in panic, but now he is used to it. He has even guessed the next development. After falling for a while, what he would hit after falling, not the solid earth, but the medium closer to the water surface. Then he would slow down and then sink. At some point, a ray of light began to appear in the dark sight, and the instinctive light-taping nature of man would make him walk towards the light. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the familiar bronze city.

An old trick! Lu Mingfei thought disdainfully, completely forgot the appearance of a cartilage that was almost scared when he encountered this situation for the first time.

He closed his eyes...or he didn't know whether he opened or closed his eyes now, waiting for the light to appear in the dark.

Falling, floating.

But has the dreaming process been a little too long this time? What is His Highness Norton doing? What is Old Tang doing? Check Old Tang’s status? Hey, hey, open the door, have the courage to pull me into the dream, don’t have the courage to open the door!

Lu Mingfei's thoughts were ups and downs. He made up his mind to see Lao Tang talking to him later and told him not to make up for the night lessons for so long. It would be a hearing tomorrow morning. What if he missed the hearing if he overslept, wouldn't it be over? He couldn't afford to lose himself in front of the entire school.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei heard a subtle voice, which was a person talking, with a very light voice, but he did not escape his ears.

"Strange thing." The voice said in such a low voice, his tone was calm.

Lu Mingfei's five senses gradually recovered in the darkness. This was a sign that he had never seen before. He gradually heard the sound of the wind.

The sound of the wind? Why is there a sound of the wind? He doesn't understand.

Then there seemed to be tiny particles between his fingers, and the wind carried those particles through his fingers, just like reaching out to hold the gravel that drifted with the wind, reminding people of yellow sand.

Yellow sand? Why does Baidi City have yellow sand in the water? He doesn't understand.

Then there was a ray of light that was late. The lonely man in Baidi City drank with him. Lu Mingfei was always guided by the candle to find the gate of Baidi City, just like the confused people in the dark sea were attracted by the lighthouse.

He ran for the light, reaching out to touch when he was about to arrive, but an accident happened at this moment.

In Lu Mingfei's eyes, there were more light spots in the dark, at first one or two, just like the sparse starry sky covered by light pollution in a modern city. But gradually, it was like a valve opened, hundreds of thousands, and countless seas of stars surged from the deep darkness, occupying the entire eye in front of Lu Mingfei!

He suddenly flew in the storm of stars, and could no longer find the lonely lamp. He was surrounded by light and fire. Whenever he approached, he could hear the noisy sound like a radio.

The sounds that poured into the ears were all kinds of strange things, and the voices of the tellers were also all kinds of strange things, including men, women, children, elderly people, different genders, different characteristics, and those messages seemed to be crazy and drilled and danced happily in his mind.

The voice of a man was telling him in Lu Mingfei's right ear: Do you know? The trilobite is the most representative ancient animal that appeared in the Cambrian period 560 million years ago. It is a type of arthropod. The whole body is obviously divided into three parts: head, chest and tail. However, in the same era, humans discovered a site suspected to be a civilization. The woman's voice slowly pressed against his left ear and told him: Since the Big Bang, the universe has gradually expanded, forming galaxies, nebula, stars, planets, and life. The existence of galaxies, nebula, stars, planets, and life is not special. They are not a miracle born on the planet. Their composition is the reorganization of the explosion of the stars and atoms. The most ancient form of life is the stars. The child's voice is like he lying on Lu Mingfei's head, cheerful and serious.

Noisy with him: Hey! Run, run, he is coming! He is coming! Everything will end, life will stop, time will stagnate, and the air will solidify! He is unwilling to reach the end of the rope, so he cut off the rope frantically, and this is the end of the world; the old man's voice dragged Lu Mingfei's backbone, so that he would not be bent by the wild flow of information. He gently and wisely told Lu Mingfei: Don't be afraid, my child, I know you have worked hard. When the end of the world really comes, you can sit in your room, drink the scotch you buried in the soil, ignite a Cuban cigar given to you by your lover in the loess, watch it burn to the last inch, and quietly leave this sad world.

Lu Ming was going crazy, or he forgot what it was like to go crazy. Some people screamed in his ears, and some whispered in his head. If the light approached them, they would hear whispers like other worlds. If they were far away, the madness would be left behind. So he noticed that he was moving forward, moving in this sea of ​​stars, like a spaceship shuttled through the universe. He gradually left the planets, flew through the stars, rushed out of the galaxy, and then touched the limits of the universe. So the stars and noisy sounds behind him also began to go away, and everything returned to Hengyu's unchanging silence for thousands of years.

What is outside the edge of the universe? Lu Mingfei didn't know, but light began to appear in front of his eyes. This time the light was different from the starlight of the storm. There was only one light, like a tsunami, golden, like a burning star, but the size was like a whole universe.

He approached the light that drowned the entire universe. What kind of sound would he hear in such light? Is it the whisper in the black hole of the universe, or the whisper of God when the creation of the world, or the slight sound of the vanishing sound when the universe collapsed into a singularity? He didn't know that at this time, there was no shocking thought in his mind, because he was already numb and let himself pounce on the ocean of golden light.

In the end, he could indeed hear the sound in the boundless light.

The sound of the wind.

It turned out to be the sound of the wind again.

But it's not just the wind.

In the sound of the wind, something is bursting, very subtle and soft, similar to the smile of a tiny spark burning, and it continues to burst. When the wind blows, the loudness increases.

In addition, there are crisp and pleasant sounds, similar to the sound of collision between silver products, soothing, quiet and mysterious.

"Lu Mingfei." Someone called him.

—Qi

The vicious sun shines directly on the golden earth.

In the barren yellow sand, the wind blew the sand and rolled down the high slope, making a fine friction sound, and the dunes were bulging and flattened by the wind. A ball of tumbleweed rolled in the quiet rustling sound. The yellow sand left a slight trace as it passed by, from left to right from the top of the hillside, like a brown whirlwind.

In front of the porch of the dilapidated wooden house, Lu Mingfei, who was sitting on a recliner, quietly watched everything desolate. A tobacco roll burned between his fingers. When the wind blew past his fingertips, the cigarette butts with green smoke would light up slightly. A string of rusty wind chimes hanging at the door swayed and made a pleasant sound.

After a long time, Lu Mingfei woke up. He might have been awake, because he had been sitting here for a long time without looking at it. But subjectively, Lu Mingfei was indeed awake. From this moment on, he remembered who he was and where he should be. Just like a confused person in a dream, he asked himself three philosophical questions at a certain moment as he looked at the collapsed and twisted world.

The cigarette roll burned Lu Mingfei's fingers, and the burning stinging sensation made Lu Mingfei twitch his hand suddenly, leaving only his tail with the cigarette roll being thrown up.

"What the hell?" He cursed subconsciously and looked to his side.

The cigarette butts that were thrown away fell to the ground, and bounced down from the three worn ladders on the porch. Finally, they lay on the yellow sand ground and slowly rolled, slightly buried by the wind and sand.

“…?”

Lu Mingfei suddenly looked up at the surroundings, and what caught his eye was full of yellow sand. He found himself sitting in front of the porch of a dilapidated house in a deserted desert. The hot wind blew from the distant sand dunes, hitting his face, bringing fresh sand to his dry and cracked lips.

“What’s going on?”

Lu Mingfei took a breath with his nose, and the temperature of the air seemed to be burning. He sucked it into his nasal cavity and ignited his lungs along the respiratory tract. The hot feeling almost made him dizzy. The countless lights and heat outside the house also made him feel stinging his eyes, and he couldn't help but raise his left hand to block the hot and vicious light reflected by the yellow sand outside the porch.

But just when he raised his left hand to his eyes, Lu Mingfei, who was originally confused and dizzy, was subconsciously attracted by the strange things on the back of his left hand.

Lu Mingfei never thought that his skin was well maintained, because there were many people around him. Even if he did not deliberately use skin care products such as allantoin and other repair ingredients, girls like Su Xiaoxuan and Zero had skin as smooth as protein. Lu Mingfei thought he could not compare with such a naturally beautiful princess, but at least his skin, which was not very touched with spring water for ten fingers, shouldn't look like the octogenarian in front of him now.

What appeared before him was a dry left hand, full of wrinkles. The skin on the back of his hand was full of centipede-like interlaced scars. Some of them could also be seen with skin tissue repaired after scalds, irregularly raised or sunken on the original skin. But to be honest, Lu Mingfei could no longer tell what the original skin color of this hand was, because there was too much pigmentation. This hand was no different from the mummy's skin color in his eyes. The only biggest difference was that this hand could move, and move according to his wishes.

Lu Mingfei's expression stiffly moved the left hand that had been "famously experienced" in appearance. The five fingers swung up and down in turn, and there were fresh grilling marks on the inside of the index finger and middle finger. But what scared him the most was that even the other four fingers except the thumbs had the same horizontal scar at the joints between the fingers.

After attending the battlefield emergency department and autopsy class, he naturally knew that this was the trace left after the finger was cut off. According to the cut-off penetration, this hand should have been slashed once and cut off four fingers in an instant without any flesh. Because of the lower thumb, he survived.

Lu Mingfei also found the same trace on the wrist, so this means that this hard-eared left hand is not only a finger, but also the entire palm has fallen off for a while.

The wind chime was still ringing, and Lu Mingfei suppressed the panic in his heart and restrained his emotions in unknown circumstances. He had already achieved some success in many hardships, and no longer jumped up in horror when encountering a little thing. The first ones who panted were often the first to die, which emphasized to the old birds in the executive department who taught them that this was not less than dozens of times.

What should you do first when you suddenly fall into an unknown situation?

Lu Mingfei subconsciously asked himself the executive manual question that he had been crammed before every mission.

Time, place, character.

When is this now, where is this, how is my physiological and psychological condition?

Lu Mingfei looked up at the left and right of the porch where he was sitting. This is a very typical porch structure of a wooden house, like a flat terrace, built outside the door of the wooden house, with a roof and support columns, which can be used to block the sun, rain and wind. It is also a place where old cowboys sit in front of the house and watch the sunset and drink.

Outside the wooden house is a desert, a bit like the Gobi Desert in a small western town. It is full of sand, and the exposed surface is drought without vegetation. Judging from the direct sunlight, it is probably noon now.

Lu Mingfei observed everything in more than ten seconds. Yu Guang saw that the door of the wooden house was on the left side of his seat. The door was full of cracks and there was no structure for the door lock. He should have used horizontal bars to lock it from the inside... What's going on? What's the era? Is there still the set of the wilderness in the 1860s?

On the right side, Lu Mingfei found a window with a hole in the lower left corner of the window, but it was sealed with a white cloth. It could be seen that the owner of the wooden house was embarrassed. He couldn't afford a single glass, let alone other living conditions. But this was not Lu Mingfei's main purpose. When he saw that the window was roughly complete, he immediately leaned over and wanted to look at his face with the reflection of the glass.

When he saw the scene in his left hand, Lu Mingfei was sure that something was wrong. He leaned in front of the glass and stared at his reflection inside... and then almost broke his defense.

Fortunately, the person in the glass is indeed himself. He did not replace him with a red-necked cowboy in the west, and gave him a drama of traveling through the western wilderness and becoming a big prostitute...

But unfortunately, the person in the glass is indeed himself, but he almost couldn't recognize that this was himself. Before he was about to look for a mirror, Lu Mingfei began to worry that his face was like his hands, but the great blessing in disgrace was that his face was much better than his hands, and he did not have the horror of the finished product that he put into a meat grinder and took out. The biggest change overall was that he was mature.

It is difficult for Lu Mingfei to describe this feeling. The reflection of himself in the glass is both familiar and unfamiliar. It is familiar because he knows that this is himself, and it is unfamiliar because he thinks that this should be his own twenty years later. His skin is as rough as sandpaper, stains, and sun spots everywhere, and his face is dry and dull, and there are sunkens.

What shocked Lu Mingfei the most was the scar that almost penetrated his right eye in the glass reflection. It could restore his face. It should have been slashed at a certain moment. It was straight down from his right eye and cut it violently and fiercely across his right eye and rubbed his slightly convex cheekbones through! It was just a little short of that time that he lost this eye forever.

He took a deep breath and felt that things were a bit big... but there was still a voice in his heart telling him not to panic, really don't panic, things may not be that big.

He began to recall how he came here... Sleep, yes, sleep, he fell asleep, then passed through a dark star, and then opened his eyes and arrived here, so this should be a dream, a dream as real and clear as Baidi City.

Lu Mingfei's left hand trembled slightly, and his fingertips, which had been burned by the cigarette before, were slightly numb. The wind in the yellow sand blew like a burr licking it on it. This reminded him that even if it was a nightmare, it didn't seem like a joke.

"Lu Mingze?" Lu Mingfei subconsciously shouted at the glass.

No one answered him.

The little devil, who had always been on call, did not respond to his call, and only the whimpering sound of tumbleweeds and the hissing of fine sand.

This made Lu Mingfei feel even more unsure. He used the glass to see clearly that he was wearing a white shirt with an open collar. The neckline was shocking scars all over his body, and the bottom was covered with black leather pants with spikes. They were all worn and covered with dust.

What is this? Lu Mingfei, a cowboy-like cowboy-like in the parallel world? Can you have a dream of having a live cowboy show? Should there be a few cows to set him up next? Or should a few thieves who broke into the territory shoot him a few shots?

When talking about the gun, Lu Mingfei suddenly saw that he had a gun on his waist, a heavy silver revolver, an African ebony anti-slip piece, and a yellow fire could be seen in the drum, with complex marks on it, reminding him of the Runes words he saw in alchemy class. There was a string of English: Texas Dawn.

Queen Huang, dawn in Texas, dawn in Texas.

Any literal translation is good. Lu Mingfei's intuition tells him that this thing may be related to alchemy technology, and it may be a real alchemy weapon - so this cowboy-like Lu Mingfei is also a mixed-race species? He is even so awesome to have his own alchemy revolver?

Just as he was fiddling with the alchemy revolver on his waist, a woman suddenly whispered to him on the left, "Lunch is ready, or do you want to sit outside for a while?"

Lu Mingfei was frightened by the sudden words in this quiet environment and almost got out of fire. He looked up in panic and saw that the wooden door with his left hand that was originally empty was opened at some point. Beside the door was a woman with short hair, about 1.7 meters tall, with a light golden hair color, a light brown face with obvious sunburn and deep bags of eyes could not hide her once amazing beauty.

She leaned against the door and wore a scarf covered in oil, which made her lose a lot of the young body that her height and appearance brought to people, adding fireworks and mature temperament.

Lu Mingfei stared at the other party's neck at just a glance, where he saw a scar that almost suffocated him, crossing his entire neck, as if it was cut through. He could not imagine what kind of damage left these injuries.

As if he noticed Lu Mingfei's gaze, the woman raised her hand and gently touched her neck, which blocked the scar. She lowered her eyes and asked softly, "...What's wrong with you today?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the other party's eyes, looked at the familiar pupil color and the face that could not be covered by the sun marks. He finally said hesitantly, "Zero?"

Then Lu Mingfei saw the other party's expression change, turned his head to avoid his puzzled gaze, and his cold voice was pressed down very low, "Have you forgotten to take medicine recently?"

Lu Mingfei thought she was scolding her, but after a moment she felt that she was not. The other party really felt that she had not taken some kind of medicine.

"The meal is ready, call the children back and warn them not to be crazy too far." The woman sighed slightly, and after saying this, she reached out to pick up a crutch into the door. It was at this time that Lu Mingfei noticed that the left leg under the other party's apron was somewhat abnormally bent... as if there was a missing kneecap.

Lu Mingfei was inexplicably tugging in his heart and wanted to stand up and help her, but reason pressed him tightly on the chair on the porch. He was puzzled in his heart but did not dare to ask, because his vigilance told him that the situation he was facing was particularly wrong now!

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