Above the gray fog

The words appeared in the air for a few seconds and then disappeared. The blue eyes on his arm stared at him closely, without sadness or joy, full of indifference.

"Has this eye finally been unable to bear it? I thought it would remain unmoved like a tattoo."

"Why choose this time?"

"Is it trying to tell me that I can get out as long as I recite this prayer?"

No matter how he thought about it, it felt a little wrong.

Lin Shan looked at his arm again. He was hesitating whether to recite this prayer. If he recited it, he would be connected with the God of Mountains and Seas and become His believer. Would there be any bad effects...

Suddenly, he could not detect a trace of urgency in the blue eyes, and the pupils in the eyes were moving faster and faster at this time, as if they wanted to rush out and hold Lin Shan down to make him pray.

Seeing this scene, Lin Shan was not in a hurry. Anyway, there was no actual danger now.

The white flame in his hand illuminated the space of 100 meters.

The flames touched the spiritual threads that crossed across, but did not cause any damage. The flames could not burn the dense threads in this space. Since the flames could not burn, other attacks would definitely be useless.

These dense threads seemed to be visible only, but could not be touched no matter what.

His sight fell on the ground, which was also illusory, like a reflection in the water, reflecting threads of various colors. The strange thing was that Lin Shan's reflection at this moment was not his real appearance, but was made up of blue and white lines, without facial features, only a spliced ​​human figure.

When Lin Shan tapped the ground with his finger, the ground actually rippled like the surface of the water, just like a stone was thrown into the calm water, and Lin Shan's spliced ​​reflection swayed and shook with the ripples on the ground. After a while, the ripples rippled to the distance and slowly dissipated, and the reflection also returned to calm.

"This place is really weird..." Lin Shan murmured, "Since my body didn't come in, will someone outside wake me up? Maybe... they were all sent in by the red umbrella... where are they?"

Just as he was thinking.

There was nothing in his sight, but he could feel a warm hand holding his arm, which separated as soon as it touched, as if it was scared away by the coldness on his body.

Then, the warm hand reached out again and kept shaking himself.

Lin Shan saw his arm shaking uncontrollably, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down from his forehead. This scene was too weird. There was definitely nothing on his arm. The blue eyes were on the other arm, so it shouldn't be it.

Without hesitation, Lin Shan teleported away directly.

In the air, Lin Shan's head also shifted left and right uncontrollably, as if someone was fiddling with his head.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his nose again, and the area under his nose became red and swollen inexplicably, and then he felt the flesh on his face being pinched, which immediately caused goose bumps.

"Boom."

A white flame shot up from his body, which looked like a dazzling sun from a distance.

Even so, it was still useless. His arms, head and even legs were bending and swinging uncontrollably.

"What on earth is going on? It's so weird?" Lin Shan was stunned.

Suddenly, Lin Shan was in a trance.

The blue eyes on his arm suddenly closed.

"Lin Shan... wake up."

"Lin Shan... wake up quickly."

Lin Shan opened his eyes in a daze and found himself lying on the ground.

Zhao Xiaoan was rubbing his face with both hands, pinching his philtrum from time to time.

Jin Tianzong and Wu Wang each pulled one of his arms and kept shaking him.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, teleported away from the spot, appeared aside, stared at everyone in a daze, and said, "Just now, what happened?"

He was a little confused now, and didn't understand.

"I'm sorry, Lin Xianfeng, it's my fault." Qian Ning walked over with a red umbrella.

"That red umbrella?" Lin Shan stared at the red umbrella in his hand. Everything that happened just now was caused by it. This strange thing is too scary.

"This red umbrella is a strange thing, but it does not have the ability to attack. You can see the person you want to see most under the umbrella when you open it. I guess Lin Xianqu must have someone he misses in his heart, so he is unwilling to wake up after being immersed in it for so long. If Lin Xianqu wants to relieve his longing, I can lend him the red umbrella for a while." Qian Ning said.

"What, see the person you miss under the umbrella?" Lin Shan looked at the others in confusion, "What did you see?"

"I didn't see anything, just a shadow." Zhao Xiaoan said calmly.

"It's fake." Xia Xuan said.

"I saw my relatives who I can't see anymore. I almost forgot what he looked like. This red umbrella is interesting. It can even simulate his behavior habits. Even if you know it's fake, you can't help but want to stay for a few more seconds." Wu Wang said with a smile.

"Why... I didn't see anything, but entered a strange space?"

"What strange space? Isn't it just immersing yourself in your own consciousness, and then a person you want to see will be materialized, but it's too fake." Wu Wang said casually, and then looked at Lin Shan with a little meaning, "Such a fake scene, you can still stay in it for so long, if we didn't call you, do you plan to stay there forever, by the way... who did you see?"

Zhao Xiaoan's beautiful eyes moved and fell on Lin Shan's face.

Lin Shan did not hide his strange experience from everyone, there was nothing to hide.

"Damn, this red umbrella is treated specially. I also want to go to the space you mentioned. The grid space interwoven by countless spiritual threads is too fantastic. The space we are in is white and fake, and you can get out whenever you want."

"I also entered that grid space..." Yan Ruxin suddenly said, "It's a beautiful place. I stayed there for a few seconds and wanted to get out, so I came out."

Others looked at Yan Ruxin in surprise.

After hearing Yan Ruxin's previous words, Lin Shan felt a little comforted. At least there were people like him. After hearing the latter words, he fell silent.

"Hmm?"

Lin Shan's eyes suddenly became dull, staring at the parchment in his mind.

At this moment, there was a picture on the parchment.

A red shadow, she held a red lantern in one hand and a red umbrella in the other hand, looking at the distance-the hunched black shadow.

The parchment seemed to be very disgusted, and kept shaking in the air, trying to wipe off the painting on it. Even the paper surface was wrinkled, but the painting was still clearly reflected on it.

"Isn't this painting drawn by the parchment itself?" Lin Shan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when he saw the parchment's posture.

Then he moved his eyes to the feather pen above the parchment, which was motionless.

"Could it be that it drew it?"