I'm dead again [quick time travel]

The sky gradually cleared up, and Lu Qiaoyuan and his party were blocked by the fog.

Unlike the transparent barriers I have encountered before, this layer of mist is still elastic, like cold and silky silk.

Lu Qiaoyuan looked indifferent: "Let's meditate first."

Cheng Wei frowned and looked at Lu Qiaoyuan, and opened his mouth, but saw that Lu Qiaoyuan didn't give him any peripheral vision, and sat on the ground with a concentrated expression.

Lu Lu sat down imitatively.

Cheng Wei smiled: "I'll go and look around first."

When he turned around, he happened to meet Yu Zhoumeng's gaze, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little stiff, and he nodded at her.

Yu Zhoumeng looked at Cheng Wei's far away back, his eyes flickered, and then he sat down and made handprints.

During the process of their cultivation, a faint mist surged towards their bodies, and the breathing of the three of them became much calmer.

Qiao Jiu under the tree was still dreaming. In the dream, he was lying on a bed. There were people coming and going in the room, but he couldn't see clearly. He could only see the hurried footsteps of those people.

After a long time, he could see that that house was the one where he lived in the hospital. He remembered very clearly the two platycodon flowers in front of the bed.

Nan Chuan was sitting on the window, looking at him expressionlessly, and then gave him a mocking smile.

Qiao Jiu licked the corner of his mouth and looked at him nervously.

Nan Chuan suddenly laughed: "What are you afraid of?"

The originally delicate face was a little distorted because of this strange smile, and he stared at Qiao Jiu: "Huh?"

Qiao Jiu swallowed.

"Are you afraid of me?" Nan Chuan said, "Don't be afraid,

What are you afraid of me doing, I will not hurt you. "

For some reason, Qiao Jiu suddenly had a bad premonition. He looked at the corners of Nan Chuan's mouth opening and closing, and felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.

Nan Chuan laughed, as if encountering something funny: "I don't always listen to---"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Nan Chuan's movements suddenly stopped, the curtain blown by the wind was fixed in the air, and the legs that had turned into afterimages in a hurry also stopped moving, and everything became quiet.

The place where the eyes can see slowly turns into black and white, like an old photo in memory.

Time seems to be frozen, slowly fading and being air-dried.

Qiao Jiu took a deep breath and felt that his eye sockets were a little hot. He looked at Nanchuan, but found that he had changed back to that sunny and cute look. The yellowed background gave him a soft light, and his face was exquisite like a Angel.

His eyes glanced at the platycodon flowers on the bedside, but he woke up in the next second.

Qiao Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the sky dully, but his mind was thinking of the two platycodon flowers that he hadn't seen clearly just now.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the two flowers still seemed to be purple.

Also, what was that sentence that Nanchuan didn't finish?

I listen all the time, what are you listening to?Or who do you listen to?

Qiao Jiu had a throbbing headache.

After an unknown amount of time, the headache began to subside. He heard footsteps not far away, looked along the source of the sound, and saw Lu Hetang.

Facing the big tree, she didn't know what she was looking at, and left Qiao Jiu with a back view.

Qiao Jiu called the system in his mind again, but there was no response as expected.

He cleared his cough, but Lu Hetang acted as if he didn't hear it, and didn't even turn his head.

With doubts in his heart, Qiao Jiu looked at Lu Hetang quietly. She was reaching out to touch the tree trunk, her movements were as gentle as if she was facing her lover.

He was taken aback by the thought of his own.

"Sister He Tang..." Nan Qi's voice came from behind, he looked at Lu Hetang: "What are you doing?"

Lu Hetang turned around and smiled: "It's nothing."

Qiao Jiu bit the tip of his tongue and clicked his tongue. Lu Hetang's eyes turned red, either he had cried or was about to cry.

The surrounding fog still did not dissipate, Nan Qi took a look: "Where is this?"

There was complaint in her coquettish tone.

Qiao Jiu suddenly remembered Nan Qi's voice that was as cold as ice when they came over.

He couldn't help but glanced at Nan Qi, and it happened to meet Nan Qi's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Nan Qi said, "Why do you have such eyes?"

"No." Qiao Jiu smiled and changed the topic: "Why isn't Yu Ye awake yet?"

"The reason for the exercises," Lu Hetang walked over: "He absorbs it relatively slowly."

Qiao Jiu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yu Ye, and sure enough, he saw a faint green mist pouring into his body.

"This is?"

"A higher-level aura," Lu Hetang said without expression, and seemed not very interested.

But Nan Qi nodded as if he didn't find anything wrong.

Qiao Jiu thought back to Lu Hetang in the past, only to realize that she had always looked like this in private.

When Yu Ye slowly woke up, the fog also began to dissipate slowly.

In the haze, there was a slender figure not far away, Qiao Jiu blinked, as if seeing Li Chenzhou.

When the fog cleared, Qiao Jiu realized that it was Lu Qiaoyuan.

He stood not far away, with his back straight, and he looked at the few people under the tree with obscure eyes.

Cheng Wei beside him looked at a certain place with a full face of excitement.

Qiao Jiu narrowed his gaze, and followed Cheng Wei's gaze to look back.

Is that tree?

He looked at the tree carefully, the branches and leaves were lush, and the leaves swished when the wind blew, and there seemed to be nothing special except that it was a little bigger.

wrong!

Qiao Jiu's pupils shrank, and he walked a few steps forward. Sure enough, he saw some blue fruits hanging on the tree, but because the color was similar to the leaves, and was blocked by the overgrown leaves, he really couldn't see it if he didn't pay attention. .

It was these fruits that Cheng Wei looked at.

After realizing that the tree in front of him did not threaten him, Qiao Jiu quickly made a decision.

He looked at it with only one eye, jumped up, and stretched out his hand to grab the little blue fruit.

His sudden movement startled everyone, but everyone reacted differently. Qiao didn't have time to look at it for a long time, and now he felt a little bad.The fruit is already in his hand, but he cannot pick it off.

Qiao Jiu exerted his strength secretly, only feeling that the fruit in his hand was not moving at all.

A gust of wind blew, and Qiao Jiu looked at another fruit not far away, which swayed slightly with the leaves.

Qiao Jiu: "..."

The people below already saw something was wrong, Nan Qi raised his head: "Brother! What's wrong!"

Qiao Jiu didn't believe in this evil, so he used his strength and practiced the kung fu, but the fruit under his hand still didn't move.

He stretched out his other hand to grab other fruits, and so did he.

Qiao Jiu returned to the ground with a gloomy expression on his face.

Nan Qi blinked his eyes wide: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Qiao Jiu was so sad that he didn't even want to talk, so he gave Nan Qi a resentful look.

Nan Qi looked back at Lu Hetang.

Lu Hetang walked over with a smile and patted Qiao Jiu's head.

Qiao Jiu was a little uncomfortable, so he held back and didn't move.

Lu Lu spoke first, looking at Lu Hetang: "What is this?"

Lu Hetang glanced at him with a smile on his face, seemingly polite but alienated: "I don't know either."

Cheng Wei went up and tried again, but when he landed, he was also empty-handed.

Qiao Jiu stared at Cheng Wei's back, and wisps of black mist overflowed from it.

Nan Qi followed Qiao Jiu's gaze: "Brother, what are you looking at?"

"Huh?" Qiao Jiu was a little surprised: "You see it as the only one on your back..."

Nan Qi was still confused: "What's wrong..."

Qiao Jiu shook his head: "I was wrong."

A few people stood under the tree, scattered.

Lu Qiaoyuan looked at Lu Hetang: "Is this the place?"

Lu Hetang glanced back at him.

"How do you know?" Lu Lu bit his lip, his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

Lu Hetang laughed lightly, and instead of answering Lu Lu's question, he walked under the tree and meditated on the spot.

The mist that had been cleared up reappeared at the moment when Lu Hetang's kung fu was activated, burrowing towards her body.

Seeing this, several other people also sat down.

It is a miraculous state during cultivation, where hunger and exhaustion are unaware.

Three days passed like this.

Qiao Jiu felt that the aura in his body had become saturated, so he slowly opened his eyes.

The green mist around him has not completely dissipated, surrounding him like smoke.

Only then did he realize the difference in the exercises Lu Hetang mentioned.

Nan Qi was wrapped in a layer of light green mist, and she could be seen clearly; Lu Hetang had a small green vortex on his head; Yu Zhoumeng was surrounded by two or three columns of gas as thick as a baby's arm; Lu Qiaoyuan, Lu Lu, and Cheng Wei all had only one or two, with different thicknesses; Yu Ye was even worse, there were really tiny strands, pitifully few.

He looked at the green mist that hadn't dissipated around him, and silently lamented his good luck.

What's next?

Qiao Jiu thought about it, and walked around the big tree, and he really saw something.

He squatted down and looked at the suspected pentagram pattern on the ground, and then found another pattern not far away, with a few simple strokes, he couldn't tell what it was, but Qiao Jiu felt that there was something wrong with it .

He took a stone not far away, placed it in the position of the pentagram, and walked along the other graffiti.

After a while, another pentagram was discovered.

This is a long way from the previous position.

Qiao Jiu still couldn't figure out what those messy graffiti connected in the middle were.

He put another stone on top of the newly found pentagram, and walked on.

Not long after, he found another pentagram.

It was at this time that Nan Qi woke up.

She looked around and found that everyone was still awake, except her senior brother.

"Brother!" He stood up, looking left and right.

"En." Qiao Jiu leaned out from behind the tree and waved to her: "Come here!"

"What's wrong?" Nan Qi ran over, saw Qiao Jiu holding a stone in his hand, and asked confusedly, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Jiu put the stone on the pentagram, pointed to the marks on the ground and asked, "Help me find it."

"Huh?" Nan Qi carefully looked at where Qiao Jiu was pointing: "What are you looking for?"

Qiao Jiu was startled, looked at the inconspicuous fluorescent light on the ground, and pointed again.

Nan Qi was puzzled: "Huh?"

Qiao Jiu: "Can't you see?"

Nan Qi shook his head: "Is there anything here?"

Qiao Jiu looked at the pentagram on the ground. Its color was close to that of grass, and it glowed faintly with fluorescent light.

But if you see it, you can't ignore it.

Qiao Jiu licked the corner of his mouth: "I really can't see it?"

As he said this, his fingers slid along the trajectory of the pentagram.

"I really can't see it," Nan Qi shook his head, "What is this?"

"Pentagram."

He stood up and walked to the next place.

This was the third one he found, and he had already circled the tree more than half a circle.

Unsurprisingly, he quickly found the next two, five pentagrams, exactly circling the tree.

Moreover, the patterns between every two pentagrams are also very similar to each other.

Qiao Jiu couldn't see the whole picture, so he couldn't be sure.

Nan Qi followed Qiao Jiu all the way, rubbing his head and complaining: "Ah, ah, why can't I see anything!"

In the next second, her gaze stopped at a certain place.

"Brother!"

"Huh?" Qiao Jiu turned around, "What's wrong?"

Nan Qi took a few steps forward: "I saw it."