On a black stone path, Feng Liang walked alone.

The sky was gray, and the thick clouds were overwhelming. Feng Liang couldn't breathe.

On both sides are endless turbid oceans, with waves on the water surface, and tiny waves hit Feng Liang's feet.

Where is this?

Feng Liang looked around blankly, looked at the scene like an island like never before, and whispered "Assistant?"

Although it was a little useless, the assistant who had been with Feng Liang did not respond at this time.

Frowning, Feng Liang reached out to touch the pocket of his jeans. He failed to touch his cell phone as he wished, but only touched half a pack of tide cigarettes.

"What's going on?" Feng Liang muttered, throwing the cigarette box into the water beside him angrily.

The light cigarette box fell on the water surface, splashing a few small splashes, and then was swept by the waves, returning to Feng Liang's feet again.

Raising his eyebrows, Feng Liang picked up the cigarette box and threw it on the sea on the other side.

The waves swayed and sent the cigarette box to Feng Liang again.

"Hey!" Feng Liang was so upset by the cigarette box, "I can't throw you away yet?"

While talking, Feng Liang picked up a small piece of reef-like stone from the ground, stuffed it into a cigarette box, weighed it, confirmed that the amount was enough, and threw it out vigorously.

The cigarette box wrapped with small stones was much less buoyant, and a splash of water hit the sea surface and sank unwillingly into the bottom of the sea.

Feng Liang smiled with his eyebrows and said, "comfortable."

He stretched and began to plan the next move.

The black stone path under your feet seems to have no end, extending to the end of the sea level, with vast oceans on both sides.

Feng Liang can't swim, and even if he can, he doesn't think he can swim through this invisible ocean.

So he followed the Black Stone Path and began to walk forward.

The fishy and salty sea breeze blew on Feng Liang's face. After walking for a while, the ease on his face gradually disappeared.

The sea breeze is getting stronger and stronger, and the waves are getting bigger and bigger. One wave after another slap on the shore, wetting the road under your feet and Feng Liang's shoes, and soaking the socks are soaked in the sea water, which is so wet that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Feng Liang was worried that if this continued, the high tide sea water would flood the Black Stone Path and swallow him on the shore.

"I don't want to be drowned." Feng Liang frowned, quickened his pace, and wanted to reach the end of the trail as soon as possible.

But he still couldn't see the so-called end, only seeing the waves getting bigger and bigger, and had wet his calves.

While walking, the sneakers, which were not very anti-slip, happened to step on a slippery stone, and Feng Liang slipped to the ground. A huge wave slapped over and swallowed Feng Liang's whole body. The impact of the sea water made Feng Liang unstable, and he rolled on the ground and almost fell into the sea water on the side of the road.

"Puff! Bah, bah, bah!" Feng Liang spit out the sea water in his mouth, wiped his face, and suddenly felt something in his arms.

Was it washed over by the waves?

Feng Liang looked down and saw a sticky cigarette box sticking to his wet chest.

"I'll go! You're not dispersed!" Feng Liang cursed.

After somehow coming to this inexplicable place, the sea water was poured into a chicken. Feng Liang's annoyed mood reached the critical point of explosion at this time, and he kneaded the cigarette box and the cigarette inside into pieces, and threw it into the sea like a scattered flower.

"Get out! Get out of here!" Feng Liang roared, and the white paper confetti sprinkled on the sea surface, and soon merged with the white foam in the waves, making him unable to tell the difference.

"...Hmph." Feng Liang snorted coldly, and he got up with difficulty and continued walking.

This time the walk became more and more difficult - the sea water indeed began to rise, the turbid sea water swallowed the entire Black Stone Path, and the horizontal plane swallowed Feng Liang's ankles.

He trekked in the water with difficulty, and even though he was exhausted, he had to grit his teeth and dared not slow down.

If the tide continues, I will drown in this ghost place...

Feng Liang was anxious, afraid that he would drown in a frustration.

Fortunately, things took a turn for the better.

Walking in the water, Feng Liang's steps suddenly stopped.

His right leg could not move, as if something was wrapping around his ankle.

Is it the seaweed washed over the sea?

Feng Liang thought that the sea water was too turbid, making him unable to see the situation under his feet, so he had to bend down to touch his ankle.

Following his calf, he was supposed to touch his ankle. Feng Liang did not touch the expected ball of seaweed, but instead touched...

Something like a hand.

"Damn!" Feng Liang screamed and struggled hard, trying to pull out his legs, but failed to break free from the hand, but instead tripped himself to the ground.

He fell to the ground, Feng Liang was filled with sea water and struggled in horror.

One, two, three...

Feng Liang kept kicking and grabbing his ankle, and suddenly felt a lighter in his right foot and successfully escaped.

He quickly got up staggeringly and looked down.

There was indeed a bruised palm print on the ankle of the right foot!

Feng Liang did not dare to delay any longer and fled.

The waves on both sides became increasingly surging, and the sea level swallowed Feng Liang's knees.

In the sea water beside him, he stretched out a hand without any warning and grabbed Feng Liang's wrist!

It was a hand without flesh and bones. It seemed that after years of corrosion and erosion of the sea water, the hand bones appeared black and yellow, and were rotten in an abnormal way.

"Don't be beaten by me!" Feng Liang roared in horror, struggling while knocking with his other hand.

This hand was much weaker than Feng Liang imagined. The bones that had already rotten were hit by Feng Liang's punch and immediately shattered, with a strength almost as strong as peach sauce.

Feng Liang breathed a sigh of relief, shook off several finger bones on his wrist, and was about to continue escaping.

But suddenly I saw countless arms stretching out from the sea within my field of vision.

Some arms look fresh, like the arms of living people; some arms have pale skin and wet and smooth surfaces; some arms are swollen and white and fat; some arms have begun to rot, sprinkle with rotten flesh and fishy pus; some arms have no flesh, only decayed skeletons corroded by high salinity seawater...

The sea surface becomes a sea of ​​hands.

The waves roared and washed away, sending countless hands to Feng Liang, reminding Feng Liang of Sina's push hands inexplicably.

But he had no time to continue to think divergently - his hands, legs, dozens or hundreds of hands climbed up to Feng Liang's body, and held him tightly, making it difficult for him to move forward.

"Get out! Get out! Don't touch me!" Feng Liang roared, struggling desperately. He broke several dead bones or rotten arms, but more arms immediately rushed up, holding Feng Liang's body tightly, and his sharp nails were embedded in Feng Liang's flesh.

They did not have the next move, nor did they rely on the large number of people to tear Feng Liang into pieces.

"...Idiot." Feng Liang cursed and walked into the bathroom.

Even though he was "drowned" just now, Feng Liang still had no prejudice against the hot water flowing out of his scattered head. The hot water washed away the bloody smell and odor on Feng Liang's body. Bathed in the warm water flow, Feng Liang's tense nerves sootheed a lot.

"Hu——" He let out a long sigh, Feng Liang raised his head, looked at the dense shower heads covered with small eyes, and whispered, "Assistant?"

【I am here.】

"Did I monitor anything when I was sleeping?"

【A while ago, you were monitored that your body had brief convulsions and shock, lasting about 270 seconds.】

"Twitching? Shock?" Feng Liang frowned, suddenly losing his mood to take a shower. "How could this happen?"

[Lack of necessary components and cannot be analyzed.] The assistant's answer has never satisfied Feng Liang.

"I lack components, what kind of fucking components are missing?" Feng Liang roared in a low voice, his face showing abnormal flushing.

[Insufficient permissions, no advice.]

"Fuck!" Feng Liang cursed and punched the tiles on the bathroom wall.

What was going on?! When I teleported back from Yabatun, the system clearly cured all the injuries for me. How could my body be so... abnormal?!

The black blood that was vomited after teleportation - it may be that the blackening of the arm was cured, and the harmful residues in the body need to be excreted by vomiting, which makes barely sense.

But the dream just now...

Feng Liang looked at the mirror covered with water vapor, was stunned, and subconsciously reached out to wipe the mirror clean.

In the mirror, under his handsome face, there was a slightly red and swollen palm print in his throat, as if he had been strangled by someone's hand.

"?!" Feng Liang was shocked, and his first reaction was whether Xiaomu would harm him while he was sleeping.

But he quickly ruled out this possibility - Xiao Mumu's hands are so thin that it makes people feel distressed, but the palm print on his neck is as big as O'Neal's slap print.

Billy?

It wasn't right. Billy's little fist looked like a quail egg, and it was very different from the handprints on his neck.

Feng Liang had a gloomy face and looked at himself in the mirror for a long time, but still had no clue.

Could it be that problem lies in which piece of "minced meat"?

It is possible that the assistant clearly reminded himself that the piece of minced meat has extremely high value, but after successfully sheltering, he got [0 points], which is really strange...

The more I looked, the more upset he became. Feng Liang turned off the water, wiped his body, and walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around.

In the living room, Billy still watched another variety show that Feng Liang had never met before, smiling like a child who was murderous without blinking.

Xiaomumu stood timidly beside him, looking at the things on the TV, but was not as happy as Billy, and his big eyes were full of incredible confusion.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, the two looked at Feng Liang together.

Billy jumped off the sofa and stood straight, opening and closing his wooden chin. "Boss! You're awake! What do you want to eat? I'll order a takeaway for you?"

Xiao Mumu looked at Feng Liang's strong upper body, his angular abdominal muscles, and his lower body that had only one bath towel to protect his body, blushed. The little girl turned her head, but Feng Liang clearly saw her constantly sneaking at him.

I made a mistake. Even if Xiao Mumu is still a child, he is the opposite sex after all, so I should avoid it...

Feng Liang thought, and said nothing, walked back to the bedroom and started changing clothes.

Billy, who was attentive, ignored him and was left in place, a little embarrassed.

He turned around and watched Feng Liang's back disappear at the corner, his blue eyes dripping, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!