That’s weird.

In this spiritual dimension, the movement speed of all objects seems to be increased.

So in this huge "three-dimensional oil painting" that is so vast that there is no end in sight.

Mu Cang only flew for less than half a minute.

I saw a huge group suddenly appeared in the distance. At a glance, it looked like a giant thundercloud, a collection of broken dreams and mixed emotions of all beings.

Such a large collection of dreams was almost the largest that Mu Cang could see in this void.

Out of curiosity and research mentality, he rushed straight into it without thinking.

Hugh!

Huhuhu~

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the giant dream mass that faintly scatters endless weird and mysterious information is getting closer and closer.

Finally...

Boom——

A crashing sound that seemed both large and small, real and illusory, sounded in Mu Cang's ears.

His eyes were filled with flowers.

The field of vision instantly covers the lake.

Then, Mu Cang felt as if he had melted into a stream of cold water, gurgling deep into the thick and solid soil, and was strangely crushed into ice cubes under the heavy pressure of the soil and rock layers.
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After that, the ice cubes cracked out of the soil, covered with layers of inexplicable dust and soil particles, and rose into the sky, flying higher and higher into the sky.

In the end, it turned into a meteorite that exploded with sparks and fell to the ground hard.

Boom!

The earth trembled.

Kakaka——

The meteorite cracked open, and Mu Cang "walked" out.

"Huh..."

Mu Cang opened his eyes fiercely.

The strange experience he had just had melted away as quickly as ice dust under the sun after he opened his eyes.

That memory quickly faded away, like an illusory dream.

In front of his eyes.

Suddenly a gray and deserted prairie appeared.

The boundless void of the spiritual dimension has disappeared in an instant.

There is nothing around except the vast expanse of grass.

"It's really interesting."

Mu Cang smiled slightly, raised his eyes and looked around.

Suddenly.

On the gray-black prairie that was empty just now, people kept appearing out of thin air from the edge of his field of vision.

In a short time, everything from the sky to the ground was covered with giant milky-white lambs.

These huge lambs all have dark eyes and are motionless as if they were dead.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

Countless lambs appear out of thin air from all angles and directions.

Then it stood quietly in the sky, gray clouds, and grassland.

It's like a fake thing drawn.

The whole scene feels very similar to the weird core culture.

Both familiar and strange.

There is a little sense of peace, but also a little bit of horror and depression.

"Is it some kind of obscure emotion, or a concrete symbol of some kind of marginalized thing?"

Mu Cang withdrew his eyes from these huge numbers of lambs, moved his body, and disappeared in an instant.

In just one second, he appeared again, looking around with a surprised expression. The surrounding area suddenly turned into an endless snowfield covered with thick trees.

"I just took a step and ended up here? It's really weird."

As he said that, Mu Cang turned around and looked in another direction, and saw a black and gray wooden house a hundred meters away.

He walked closer and found that the wooden house was made of maple wood. It looked very old, and the outer walls of the wooden house were covered with scars and dust.

Card!

A crisp sound.

The door of the wooden house suddenly opened, and a little girl wearing an orange-red shabby hooded robe jumped out.

The little girl giggled as soon as she saw Mu Cang, jumping up and down and waving to him:

"Yeah, yeah, a visitor is coming! Come in, come in!"

I jumped up to Mu Cang and wanted to hold his hand.

Mu Cang's expression was indifferent, and he slightly flashed his dirty little hand.

He saw it clearly.

This strange girl's face was pale and her expression was stiff. She obviously didn't smile and her mouth didn't open, but she burst out bursts of genuine laughter inexplicably.

Just like a doll.

The girl didn't care about Mu Cang's indifference, but continued to wave enthusiastically, asking him to follow her into the house.

Zhi——

Mu Cang gently pushed open the wooden door and saw the burning stove facing him.

On the left, the girl in red robe is knitting a sweater leisurely with her back on her back.

Move your eyes to the right.

There, there was a dilapidated big wooden bed with a broken leg and half of it collapsed.

There was a pile of scattered skeletons lying on the dirty sheets stained with black blood on the bed.

The original appearance of the owner of the skeleton is no longer visible.

At this moment, the girl in red suddenly opened her voice and sang a strange song:

"There is an old Tom in town,

He opens a haunted house in the town,

His son pretended to be a ghost,

His business is great,

The town and streets are adjacent to Qidudu.

One day, a neighbor enters a haunted house,

A fake ghost appears deep in the haunted house,

Neighbors screamed and were stabbed with knives

After cutting off the head, chop off the chest,

After cutting off the chest, cut off the butt,

Tom's son is dead,

His haunted house has closed down,

The neighbors in the town are smiling,

Year after year passed,

Tom's Haunted House is open again,

This time the fake ghost turned into a real ghost,

Neighbors in the town are screaming,

Neighbors in the town are crying,

You say it’s funny or not.”
To be continued...