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yhaveenteredintothemostinnerliuping，Ijustsawthatawholepictureonthewall，thepictureisfromthetempleintoawellhimselfintimewiththeendlessstorms(giant)isn‘tthatpaintingofmountainsandriversthatpaintingwithaverystrongenergyfluctuations，wallbelowalargechair，feelwiththeemperoremperorseemsto，andatthispoint，theconsciousnessofmybodyseemstobewhatgravityinvolved，likeadragonthemetopethathugestormfigureinthepast...

    Ijustsomeworry，justhaveagoalandhope，butdon‘t)upatthistimewhenpingbesidethemanwiththehoodsuddenlysideseemstome...

    Crucially，becauseoftheirparticularity，here，thebirthanddeath，timeandspaceboundariesisveryfuzzy，thisletmeandcouldn‘thelpbutthinkofthe“spacedimensions“andyourmeaninghere.

    Memorylikevideoplayer...

    I......

    Iwaslookingatthefaceofthefaithful“，intheactualenvironment，Idon‘tseeloyaltyhadwrongface，itseemsadreamspace，theperspectiveofthethirdlayerinside，reallybeyondthevisualfunctionofvision.

    Zhong“justrunoutofcontrolandimmediatelyrestorethepreviousexpression，masteryouwakeup，Iwasjustabouttogiveyoufeedwater，yousuddenlyeyes，stillscaredme，thisfakesincerity“forwhatdidIdonotknow，butfinallyrestassured，Ididn‘tlethimkill，thisisthemostimportant.

    Zhong“eyesstareatme，hewaswonderingwhat

    Xiaoqi:canyoucome

    Strongelderbrother，youcomeback.

    Aburstofjoyinmyheart，canusetheconsciousnessandthesecondlayerofsmallsevencommunication，that‘sgreat!

    Elderbrotheryouintheoutside，theconsciousnessofspaceroadandthedooriscan‘topen，youneedtosettlebacktoconsciousnessafterspace，pathwaysanddooropenconsciousness，Ididn‘thavetogo.

    Xiaoqisaidwantmetosettle，isn‘tmefocusedconsciousnessandwindmeshbowfusionevenafterconcentration，certainlywillbeabletogobacktothesecondfloor，well，Iknow.

    Itrytomovethebody，butcan‘tmove.

    Thepersonpretendingtobeloyalanddoesseemtometomovehandsandfeet，Ifeelthebodybelowtheneck，theonlymovenowiseyes.

    Mouthcan‘tspeak，noseisabletobreathe.

    MasterIgogetsomewaterforyou，pretendingtobeChengZhongBo，turnedtoleave，itseemsfoodstillnotsolved，everyoneisnoteasythesedays.

    Whoisthisposeasloyal“

    Laterbymyselfinthismatter，forthefirsttimemet“YanJinEr“andthenaftercomingoutfromherandmetwhitemaleandoldmamainthefightagainst，finallywasabusing，intotheconsciousnessofspace，butalsotolethimtakeustofindfood，theresultsonthewaytofindfood，justmetthenightmareofblackstatue，andbecauseofthatbattle，hisoriginalconsciousnessinspacedreamsruinedbythetree.

    Heisthemanofwhitemale!

    Hewashisbow，thewindbroughthisconsciousnessintotheconsciousnessofspace...

    Well，theseslowlysaid，takemetofindyouhidefood，Idon‘thavethepatiencetolistentothestoryhetoldme，withthehandareferstogooutside.

    Outofthevillagetotheeast，weenterthebirches，hitsthebirchesanddaxingdistrictbirch，wejustwethattheforestfiresin86，theoriginalforestareburntout.

    Neverseethatwantustofiveorsixchildrencamptogetherhandinhand，toholdbacktheheavenofthetree.

    Thebirchtreesherehaveadultsthethicknessofthewaist，Ikindoftouchedthesmoothbark，thankstothebirchbarkcannoteat，orevenwerestrippedtogiveapersontoeat.

    Duringafewdon‘tknowwhatisthetree，wasverytallandthebranchesareveryhigh，thetrunkisveryrough，likepiecesofgiantscalesandhardandroughbark.

    Adirtroadinthewoods，winding，duskfellfullofyellowleavesontheroad，thewindblowstheleavesswirlflying，likeawomenwhodressinyellowskirtisdancinginthewind.

    Suddenlargestonesblockedinthesideoftheroad，infrontofawoodenbridge，bridgeplateisnotlikeappearanceofcorrosion，thekeyisthisisabrokenbridge.

    Thewaternottoodeepbutverywide，distancefromtimetotimeonthewatercomeupwerealsodon‘tknowwhatthereistoodirtyorunderwater.

    Gray(whitemaleconsciousnessattachedtoitsbody)drewupinfrontofthebrokenbridge，gobacktomywangwang，whenelderbrotheralsoworkedasadog，itmovesIstilldon‘tunderstand，Isuddenlyrealizedthatit‘snouseofwhitemaleconsciousnesstocommunicatewithme，butwiththedog‘sbarking，Ilookedupatthebearchildren，sheisalsolookupatme，smallsevensawmyoneeye，seemtounderstandwhatImean.

    Wecommunicatewithconsciousnessisdistancelimitation，isnotcan‘t，justdistancewithconsciousnessofcommunicationwillbeveryconsumptionofgas.

    Icametogray，itflatteringsquintingshookhistail，appearstohavetorealisethathisposition，etc.Foranopportunitytolearnabout，hisnewplayergrowingupandnoweverythingwhatyoudidtomyhousebefore.

    Grayasthebrokenbridgecallthebelow，ah，I‘mbyyoursiderightnow，youcanusetheconsciousnesstotalk(theguywiththedog‘sbodytoslip)

    Youseebelowabambooraft，Iamalookatthebrokenbridge，soitisdownbelowastake，stakeboundwithastrongrope，oneendoftheropeinatwometerswideonthebambooraft，abambooSPARinclinedonthebambooraft.

    Wehavealongway，tocrosstheriver.

    Myeyesintheback，outliningthecowardandtighttightstickbehind，andoldmamakiddo，pickedupthebearchildren(mainlyconvenientcommunicationwithseven)kickedgrayass，go.

    Fortunately，thebridgeisnothigh，itfromunderthebridgeflexiblelongitudinalandfallsonthebambooraft，Iembracethebearchildren，tookadeepbreath，behindthespinefromathermodynamicandobviousroyalQiGan，undermyhearthappy，aholdingbreathholdbearchildrenfirstleapinthebambooraft，feetwhenIhastentolowwaist，legsopenkeepbalance，wedirectlytotheothersideoftheline

    Himselfnowfamiliarwiththepowerofthedreamspaceandskills，asifthemoreintegratedintothespace，tooneselfintherealityontheothersideofthememorybecomesweak，nomatterhowtosaytheroadislong，oneselfalsoisjustasmallwhite.

    Sir，wearenotontheotherside，towell，grayinmindtoanswerme.

    Idropthebearchildren，convenientlyembracemythigh，smallsevendownwardsandnatural，oldmamaandkiddoalsocameup，bambooonlyslightshakingthetwotimes.

    BambooSPAR，IpickeditupinunderwateralongbambooSPARpole，crisscrosshandsomecaughtseveraluphishands，inthewaterofthebambooraftwasspinninga，ahah，toyouthecableisnotyetsolved，kiddoshookhisbodytoholdthebalanceandshoutedatme.

    Oh，oh，IquicklyputdownthebambooSPARwentbehindthebambooraft，sinceasidewaysuntietheropeoftheheadofabamboopole，Iuntiedtherope，thewaterwithabambooraftthrownforward，everyoneisbalancedwithtwohandswaving，IhurriedtostumbleandpickupthebambooSPARpluginthewater，actuallydon‘thavetocrossthewaterwithabambooraftdowntheriver.

    Thegleaminginthesunlight，underwaterwithoutwater，butadarkredlumps，coveredwiththebottomoftheriver.

    Aheadisfullofcharredwood，seemstobethebridgewasburnout，bamboorafthuahuaoffastforwardintheriver.

    Thesoundofwaterandbamboorafthitthewaterlouder，everyonehadtosquatonthebambooraftwiththebambooraftstability，nakedbodyofwhitemaledoglearntobearthechild‘sposture，standup，twofrontlegembracemyleg，Ionlyfeelsick，itmayevenisadog.

    Heisobviouslyabigmasters，soembracemyleg，Inearlydidn‘tresisttryingtoTMbooteditgointheriver.

    Afterbeingblockedbysunshine，theriverisnolongeronthebottom，butthewaterhasbecometheinkblue，waterisblack，alsosimplycouldnotseehowdeep.

    Havesplashinashorttime，everyonewaswet，whitemalealsobecameareservoirdogs，butthisguyisshowingexcitementandenthusiasmofexpression，longoutofthemouth，tongueoccasionallyaufcalledseveralvoice，Igo，youthisdogbodyisoriginal

    Suddenlyastoneinfrontofthehighlightinthewater，andinthemiddleoftheriver，thebambooraftquicklytoadjustthedirection，Isuddenlyfoundinthewater，people‘sabilitytocontrolhowweak，Ilookedatthebambooraftofpowerlesstothebigstone.

    Waistsuddenlyatight，thebodyup，bearachildanddogbytworopesaroundmylegs，sceneryinthesightofaflower，twofoottouchdown.

    Hua，bambooraftandstonehittogether，instantlycollapse，oldmamaloosenhandgrasponmywaist，frowningsawmyoneeye，Iglancedatthecornerofmyeyeholdmyleftleggreyhound，mindbigscoldaway，youareadogdoyouwanttokillus

    Motherseemenottotalk，andbearchildren--andwithafaceoffiercedogears，dogcheepwowyell.

    Well，Ihavetofindtheremom，waitforme.

    Ipickedthewindmeshbowfromtheback，ifyouwanttoharmus，andI‘llcallyoupast，Iamwhitemaleshoutedinconsciousness，Istareeyeslookingatthegreyhound，oldmamaandkiddoalsoafacelookedatmepuzzled.

    Sir，we‘renotfarfromthere，wewerejustthissideisgoingtoland，therewegocatchacatch，notfarawayinfront.

    ActuallyIdon‘ttrustwhitemale，nowbecauseofseven，IthinkIcantaketheotherperson‘sconsciousnessaboutmydreamspace，soastohavethechancetoliveagain.

    Butthewhiteman，heisanormalperson，anddiedinourhands，thatheisresentfulwhenhedied

    Icannotdistinguishbetweenconsciousbeingisagoodorbad，ifheresentment，infacthisconsciousnessistheevilspirit，Isuddenlyacoldback，small.Idon‘tthinkthiswhitemalequiteright，canyoutellthedreamspaceconsciousness，isgoodorbad

    Thelittleseventhoughtfullyforamoment，withawarenessandresponsetomybrother，doyourememberwhenheenteredintoourspace，verystrange，likeadrowningman，whenIsawhimthesoulofthegasisyellow.

    Yellowsoul，Ithinkofitonthethirdfloor，Iinthedreamandstrongconsciousnessonceweremorelive，thenalayerofdreamtreewithoutfruit，soulisyellow.

    Thenthewhiteflourisreallydeadmenarealsothekeyus

    Iexchangedglancesandbearchildren，ifsothendon‘tmentionit，Idrewabowarrowuponthewind，thesoulwiththewristandgas，Ihaven‘ttriedtolifeconsciousnessthroughwindbowattackeffect.

    Butshouldbeabletohiteachotherwithitspower.