Chapter 559 [Why don’t you follow us...cover the fog and chase the light...]
Today, that is, in the afternoon of May 10th, he built a "puppet" and "dropped" it on the 5th floor of Building C of the teaching building. When the construction was completed, he found that Zhao Lingxiao was looking at himself, or looking at something else. In short, he saw herself out of the picture.
At that time, if he had intervened forcefully, he might have had a chance to save her, but he did not choose to waste that energy.
But he didn't know why he let Zhao Lingxiao enter his dream when he didn't save her in the first place.
Please, I have a dream, and even the boss has never dreamed about it. Why do you think so? !
Lin Yi was unwilling to give in.
But the next moment, he intervened here from the horizon, as if passing through a layer of bubbles, and appeared in this perspective...
He seemed to have opened a God's perspective, floating here, quietly looking down at Zhao Lingxiao.
He saw ripples appearing one after another in the world. Every time the ripples spread out, another picture began to appear in his field of vision.
The two pictures are like the surface and bottom of a glass trestle. Whenever the ripples spread, the picture changes, the surface disappears, and the bottom can be observed.
The surface layer and the bottom layer are generally similar. The only difference is Zhao Lingxiao.
Zhao Lingxiao, who is shown in the bottom picture, is not sitting there paralyzed, but crawling on the ground, crawling hard.
She seemed to be very tired, panting heavily while crawling towards the place where he had built the puppet.
Zhao Lingxiao looked like he was ill.
Very ill.
She seemed to have lost her vision, relying only on her senses and a strange touch, touching the rough bricks with her hands, crawling bit by bit.
Her hands were so hard that the fingers would soon be worn out and become faintly bloody, with some dust and dirt sticking to them, making Lin Yi subconsciously feel uncomfortable.
But Zhao Lingxiao seemed to feel no pain at all, groping forward mechanically and numbly.
Zhao Lingxiao's eyes became more and more dilated, and her pupils began to gradually dilate. When her pupils dilated to a certain extent, they began to become very dim. Eventually, the black part in the eyeball became less and less, and the white part occupied more and more area. It looked like a dull human sculpture.
Lin Yi saw the movement of her lips, and when he focused his attention on it, his hearing captured her voice.
She kept mumbling: "Where... where..."
The voice was hoarse and rapid, making people feel that their throats had become very dry and uncomfortable.
Gradually, Lin Yi found that Zhao Lingxiao was groping and squirming in front of "him" - coming below "his" perspective at the moment.
"This...!"
Zhao Lingxiao's breathing suddenly became rapid. She raised her head suddenly, her gray-white eyes with no pupils visible, looked straight at Lin Yi!
"Here! Found it! Found it!!"
Lin Yi was startled. He looked around again and again, only to find that there was no one here except "him"!
"This...? What...?!"
"Can she see me?!"
"How did she see me?!"
He tentatively moved away to the side. Unexpectedly, Zhao Lingxiao groped for the gaps in the bricks and slowly found his location.
"She can really see me?"
"What's going on?" Lin Yi's scalp was numb, but an idea came to him, "Did I accidentally penetrate the dream boundary?"
"But even if it is the border of the dream, it needs a perspective, right? What's the source of this perspective...?"
The Flying Thunder God must have a mark after all!
What is his mark?
Wait a minute...
Is it...? !
That puddle of material obtained when constructing the "puppet"?
But didn’t that puddle of things dissipate long ago? !
His gaze was focused, and "Visual Insight" was activated on the spot, and then he found in the cracks in the masonry some of the supernatural power left behind after the "Burial Roots" were chopped up by him. Zhao Lingxiao was obviously licking those remaining traces, and traced his current location bit by bit.
His perspective "mark" seems to be here.
I saw Zhao Lingxiao's fingers scraping on the ground faster and faster, and the blood on the fingertips began to penetrate into the masonry below, fused with the dust and ashes that retained some of the extraordinary power, and slowly entered her body...
The next moment, under Lin Yi's shocked gaze, she began to lick up the residue on the ground like a dog. As she licked, she crawled forward. Due to the changes in her limbs, her originally loose school uniform was stretched to form a curve that fit her body. She looked both graceful and evil.
Sometimes she showed a look of pain, and sometimes she showed a look of almost crazy enjoyment, as if she was terminally ill.
"More... I need more..."
She greedily devoured it, feasting on the wind and the remaining clouds.
The "burial roots" residue here, not even the leftovers, are all the residue left by Lin Yi, but to Zhao Lingxiao, they are as sweet as sugar, as if they are the most beautiful food in the world.
In Lin Yi's field of vision, these residues had already been irradiated by the sun into petrified sculpture fragments, leaving only some scattered dust that had not been blown away by the wind.
Zhao Lingxiao caught these scum and ate them like crazy.
She greedily sucked in these extraordinary substances that had almost lost their properties, and the enthusiasm in her eyes was almost crazy.
"It's delicious... so delicious..."
Looking at Zhao Lingxiao's appearance, Lin Yi's face was filled with a speechless expression that he couldn't say anything. At this moment, Zhao Lingxiao was almost no different from the nocturnal species, even more crazy and perverted.
He didn't know why, or maybe it was because Zhao Lingxiao's madness had something to do with him, so he didn't find Zhao Lingxiao's appearance disgusting. Instead, he felt that her appearance was a little bit... weird and weird... "pious".
But it's wrong...
The logic is wrong...
"The dregs of the "burial root system" that Zhao Lingxiao swallowed up, doesn't seem to have much to do with me?"
Lin Yi didn't understand.
"Could it be said that...Zhao Lingxiao essentially "ate the food I cooked" rather than "eated the vegetables from the field"?"
Because it has been "cooked", this "dish" has the flavor of a chef, and is essentially a chef's dish, not lettuce.
That can only be explained in this way. Lin Yi thought to himself, but couldn't help but sigh.
He always thought that Jin Jiuyao was the first bad guy to be contaminated by him, but he didn't expect that Zhao Lingxiao was still before Jin Jiuyao.
At this moment, he discovered that Zhao Lingxiao's body began to float with a hazy light. In the mist of light, green, blue, and some gray mixed lights were all filled together, intertwined like a net.
Immediately afterwards, as if under his influence, the light mist began to form some ancient text symbols in the distortion. Originally, those text symbols were extremely vague, and even had some outlines. But with Lin Yi's understanding, learning and mastering of the commandments, those fuzzy text symbols have become clear, and this sentence is nothing else. It is "Those who chase the light in the fog will eventually become phantoms" -
"De som jager lyset i tke blir til slutt fantomer."
When this commandment appeared, Zhao Lingxiao's body trembled with excitement, raised his hands and faced him, his voice trembled crazily due to excitement:
"I saw it... I saw it...!!!"
"The secret pattern in the starry sky...!"
"Real!"
"The real secret pattern!!!"
She seemed to have seen something, like a devout believer who had glimpsed a corner of the god, and the corners of her eyes became moist.
"Teacher... I finally saw... the mystery of the world..."
As Zhao Lingxiao "awakened", her gray eyes gradually recovered. Those eyes first showed a beast-like golden vertical pupils, and then after a few blinks, they turned into normal human eyes.
But for some reason, at this time, Zhao Lingxiao's vision seemed to have penetrated the secret pattern of the commandment and the layers in a trance, and he could vaguely see... Lin Yi in the borderline state of the dream.
"You...you are...the shadow of the god who traces the secret pattern?"
Zhao Lingxiao opened his mouth wide.
"No... you... you are... you are...?!"
Seeing that he seemed to be recognized, Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat and he ran away quickly.
At this moment, if he still feels that he has not penetrated the boundary of the dream, then there is a problem with his IQ, and he also knows clearly that once he penetrates the boundary of the dream, it will definitely have some impact on the "past" that has already happened. This impact can be large or small, but the fluttering of a butterfly's wings can still have an effect. It is really difficult to control how much impact an unplanned ripple can have.
Hence he quickly escaped.
It was said that it was too late, but soon, as soon as Lin Yi had an idea, his whole person disappeared from the place with a pop.
In Zhao Lingxiao's field of vision, his illusory outline disappeared all of a sudden, as if blown away by the wind.
Zhao Lingxiao's eyes widened. Lin Yi's "shadow" seemed to still remain on his retinas. The light on her body began to become stronger, and then quickly dissipated, like a flash in the pan.
When all the brilliance subsided, the ripples of the layers also faded away. Under the fluctuations of the layers, the ferocious Zhao Lingxiao, whose fingers were worn out and his nails were dug out with blood, disappeared, and was replaced by a calm, somewhat like a helpless girl version of Zhao Lingxiao sitting on the ground.
Soon, her eyes recovered, and she even looked full of energy, and her whole person seemed to be reborn.
"I...what just...happened to me?"
She looked at herself a little blankly, and then looked around. Her memory at the moment was very incomplete, and she had a vague memory of her state under the fluctuation of the layers.
She just sat like this, and gradually, something seemed to sound in her ears...
【Hehehe...hehehe...】
A string of ethereal, weird laughter appeared from nowhere and fell into her ears.
The voice seemed to be singing some kind of song, and there were also "clang, clang, clang, clang" sounds made by the shaking and friction of some iron chains, which seemed to be setting the rhythm for that kind of weird laughter.
【Life is like a dream... it's just an empty space...】
【It's better to follow us...cover the mist and chase the light...】
【Hey hey hey...】
【Hehe hee...】
【Follow us...】
【He will come and take us away...】
[He is here...]
[He is already here...]
[You are so lucky...]
[You don’t have to be like us...]
[Wait until...wither...]
Such a voice did not make Zhao Lingxiao feel at all relieved. On the contrary, it only made her feel boundless fear and panic. She looked around, but she could not find the source of the voice no matter what.
Her eyes were full of fear.
But suddenly her scalp went numb, and then she raised her head as if telepathically.
She saw... "her".
A broken sculpture was tied with iron chains and hung upside down above her head. The ends of the iron chains spread into the dark dome and no trace could be seen.
As for the head of the broken sculpture, although it is incomplete, it can be vaguely seen that it is "her".
Zhao Lingxiao touched his face in horror, but the moment his fingers touched his cheek, he moved away as if he was electrocuted.
Her face... Her face has turned into a face with no facial features!
She turned into a faceless person!
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Zhao Lingxiao felt as if he was struck by lightning, but he still touched his face again in disbelief.
This time, she touched her facial features again.
The broken sculpture disappeared.
The ethereal laughter and the sound of the shaking chains also disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
But a cold sweat appeared on Zhao Lingxiao's body. She stroked her face again, making sure that her appearance still existed, and then she breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, whether or not she was affected by the broken sculpture, memories of when the layers were confused began to appear in her mind...
"Lin Yi... is he...?"
She seemed to have remembered everything. She subconsciously felt her body, and she could actually sense an extremely subtle smell of Lin Yi's... ashes.
She tried hard to recall the broken starry sky and the secret pattern, and in a daze, she felt that there was a familiar smell in the secret pattern.
She took off her glasses, wiped them and put them back on the bridge of her nose. Behind the lenses, there was a hint of fanaticism in her deep eyes.