Chapter 62 Fantasy? Dream? (6/10)
Paradoxical notes are still mixed with music and floating under the night sky.
It does not deliberately target a certain person, but screens certain "qualified people" among the crowd.
They heard it, either actively, or forced, but one thing is certain that the moment they realized they heard it, they could no longer get rid of these uncomfortable and frown notes.
And this is just the beginning.
A strange trance felt in my mind for no reason, followed by an intermittent tingling feeling. Lu Jing raised his hand and stroked his forehead, looked down at the dial conch in front of him, and was stunned to find that the light brown snail shell now looked inexplicably dark patterns...
No, not right!
Lu Jing, who had experienced a similar state under the influence of the human head statue, almost immediately noticed something was wrong, but he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
You should know that the method used by the human head statue when invaded his body was extremely direct, and he also saved the situation in a nearly suicide way, but this time, the notes seemed to turn their targets to their own spiritual will.
When I heard the sound of flutes in the conch store in the morning, my condition was a little strange. Now I heard similar tunes again, perhaps it was a hidden danger left at that time!
Since that's the case, I want to get rid of this state... Liuli!
Recalling the situation in the specialty store, Lu Jing quickly remembered Liuli's roar and the light in its strange pupils. At that time, he had already noticed Liuli's unique abilities in these aspects. This cat that changed from the statue at the bottom of the lake was not simple.
Because of this, Lu Jing tried to communicate with Liuli several times on the way back to understand it, but Liuli had no intention of answering his questions, or it did not know how to answer Lu Jing...
"Liuli, hurry..."
Lu Jing tried to call to lie on the bed, squinting his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep. But when he opened his mouth, he found that he had fallen into a state of vagueness after saying nothing.
At this moment, he seemed to be disconnected from his body. Lu Jing could feel everything outside, the music outside the window, the cool night wind, and even the faint smell of gunpowder when Xu Zhu and Fu Ju fiddled with the guns just now, but he just couldn't open his mouth and couldn't continue to make sounds, and this state was constantly getting worse.
Fortunately, Lu Jing still called Liuli's name. The latter was not really sleeping, but just a daily sleep.
Opening his eyes and looking at Lu Jing on the bamboo collapse, Liuli opened her mouth and yawned, looking at the former calling, as if she was asking for confirmation whether Lu Jing had called it just now. Then she seemed to notice something, and suddenly jumped up from the mattress and rushed towards Lu Jing. When she arrived in front of him, her eyes gradually showed the strange light that had appeared in the store before.
After a while, Liuli fell directly in front of Lu Jing, her lower abdomen kept rising and falling, and her breath became much more rapid. In contrast, Lu Jing never wanted to return to his original state, and even his whole body began to fall into dullness, and the little light left in his eyes gradually dissipated...
At one moment, Liuli fell on the bamboo couch, but Lu Jing stood up suddenly.
He didn't care about Liuli in front of him, but just sat up stiffly cross-legged, raised his hands to his mouth to make a grip.
His eyes were closed tightly, his lips made a lip shape, and he cooperated with the gesture, as if he was really holding a flute at this moment.
Wow ~
The sound of flute sounded in the room.
......
The dark curtain in front of him gradually faded, and amid the strange sound of the flute, Lu Jing opened his eyes.
He saw Xu Zhuo at first sight, and then he saw Fu Ju walking side by side. Lu Jing subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to tell them what he had just happened. But when he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that this place was not an inn at all, and that was not just Xu Zhuo and Fu Ju around him!
To be precise, Lu Jing is now in a team moving forward, and it is quite neatly in two groups, with the pace of progress being no different. There are two companions in front of him, and on the right is a middle-aged strong man with a big waist and round waist standing.
He knew this person, the captain who had seen him in the conch store before!
Although the captain moved freely at this time, his eyes fell into stillness like a layer of gray, like a walking corpse.
Realizing that the situation was wrong, Lu Jing did not speak rashly or do any strange actions, but silently observed the surrounding situation.
This is definitely not a street in Qingle Island!
First of all, the streets of Qingle Island at that time were not only street lights, but the shops on both sides of the street were still open for business, and the brightness was self-evident. However, the light sources Lu Jing saw in this place were sequentially, as if they were illuminated from some kind of partition.
Secondly, Lu Jing clearly remembers that the streets of Qingle Island were paved with vertical grey stone bricks, and the ones he was stepping on was clearly flat and smooth marble bricks, and there were stone pillars carved with exquisite patterns on both sides. Rather than saying that it was a certain street, it was more like a corridor of a palace...
What surprised Lu Jing was that on the outside of these stone pillars were two blue-gray walls, which looked extremely inconsistent with these floor tiles and exquisite stone pillars.
Of course, now, there are obviously more important things worth thinking about than studying this architectural style.
I heard the sound of flutes in the inn, and then realized something was wrong with my own situation. Then I called Liuli for help... Didn't it help this time?
No, not right.
Liuli definitely helped, otherwise she would never have woken up here!
So the question is, why do I appear here?
The sound of the flute!
Unlike the erratic notes I heard in the inn before, here, Lu Jing clearly heard the sound of flutes from the front of the team, so he immediately tiptoed and his already tall figure raised a little higher again, which made him finally see the general appearance of the team.
With Lu Jing as the boundary, there are at least 30 people in front and back. At the front of the team, there is a vague black shadow. Due to the light problem in the corridor, Lu Jing cannot see its appearance clearly.
Did he bring these people here?
How did this be done... Whether Lu Jing and the other two were staying in the inn room, if they walked out in this state, they would definitely attract attention, let alone so many people here, or they were all moving in such a strange way.
Intuition told Lu Jing that if he continued like this, he might have a big problem. Therefore, during the gap of thinking, Lu Jing tried to touch Xu Zhu and Fu Ju's back or pull the corners of their clothes without making a sound.
The results were disappointing.
No matter how hard he tried, the two people ahead had no response at all.
And just as Lu Jing was about to use his ability to forcefully break the deadlock, the team suddenly stopped!
Chapter completed!