The picture is very simple, it is an old man with wide sleeves, lying on his side on a stone and sleeping soundly.

In terms of style and conception, this is very consistent with the characteristics of paintings of wealthy and idle people. After all, wealthy and idle people have no worries about food and clothing, so they have no pursuit. They do nothing every day, sleep until they wake up naturally, and are very leisurely and comfortable.

This kind of life is indeed very consistent with the pictures.

However, what Qi Xiang is most concerned about is not the idea of ​​the picture, but the obscure atmosphere of the picture. He hung the picture and focused on viewing it.

After focusing on it for a long time, Qi Xiang had no gains. If it weren't for the obscure atmosphere that had remained on the scroll, he might have thought that this was just an ordinary picture and had no mystery.

Qi Xiang pondered for a while, summoned the tortoise shell, and then carefully approached the scroll.

...No movement.

There was no reaction at all...

This big surprise came out of Qi Xiang, and this killer move was useless, which naturally made him frown.

"Did you feel something wrong?" Qi Xiang frowned and pondered: "Not it."

Qi Xiang tossed and turned, unable to understand it. Time passed, and before he knew it, it was night. The sky was dim, and the lights of thousands of houses were shining with bright stars, and the scenery was very gorgeous.

Qi Xiang was also tired, so she took a incense ball, rubbed it hard to form a slender line, and then lit it.

After a while, a wisp of smoke filled the room, and the fragrance spread. Qi Xiang and her clothes were sleeping, smelling the elegant and fresh fragrance, and soon felt a strong feeling of sleepiness coming.

Under the influence of the fragrance, Qi Xiang seemed to sleep but not sleep, in a daze and in a daze.

It is worth mentioning that it may have been an afternoon when I was studying pictures, so that the images of pictures have been deeply preserved in his memory.

So while sleeping, Qi Xiang subconsciously studied the old man in the picture and rested on the bed with his wrist.

The two of them can be said to be in sync with spirits, exactly the same, both form and spirit.

A trace of smoke winds, twists, circles, and changes, wandering around the room, easily blending into the air, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

The smoke is invisible and the fragrance is of texture. It cannot be seen or touched, but it can be smelled.

The fragrance is quiet and quiet, and it has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the soul and purifying the air.

Qi Xiang fell asleep, very sweet. The room was very quiet, and the night wind blew, and it became very gentle. In this extremely quiet environment, his breathing sound also seemed particularly clear.

Once you exhale, you inhale, your breath will be continuous.

At the beginning, there was still a bit of disorder, but over time, it gradually became a bit of regularity.

It is not so much a resonance as a kind of resonance. If Qi Xiang was still awake, he would definitely find that his breathing frequency was consistent with the obscure breath in the picture and echoed from afar.

At this moment, an invisible and qualitative aura suddenly spread and enveloped the scroll. Thousands of fireworks were pulled by some force and quickly gathered together, forming a sea of ​​fog.

The thick smoke was shrouded in the aura and easily penetrated Qi Xiang's pores and penetrated into his body.

In an instant, Qi Xiang felt something and suddenly "opened" her eyes.

Qi Xiang "wakes up", but was shocked to find that the scene in front of him changed a lot. He was not lying on the bed, but came to an empty place. The surroundings were filled with clouds and mist, and he was confused.

Next to you is a big stone.

He is now lying on the side of the stone, sleeping on his wrist for no reason.

"What's going on?"

Qi Xiang was a little shocked and jumped up quickly. However, she found that her body seemed to be inactive and immediately flew lightly into the air, like a feather, wandering slowly.

This state naturally made him feel busy and struggling.

Unexpectedly, with a wave of his arm and a kick of his feet, he flew up. It was like swimming in the water, and with the power of water, he immediately rushed out of the range of smoke.

Leaving the smoke, there was an extremely wide world outside.

At this moment, the familiar environment came into view again. The room was still the same room, and the decoration of cabinets, tables and chairs did not change at all.

However, on the bamboo bed, Qi Xiang saw himself.

To be precise, he seemed to fly to the roof, floating in the air, but saw his body.

He could see clearly, and he was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his face pale, his breathing intermittently, as if he was not there, as if he was asleep.

The problem is that the one in the bed is yourself, so who is the other self in the air?

“What’s going on?”

Qi Xiang was stunned, feeling confused, and she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

At this moment, a light breeze blew outside the window, and the curtain moved slightly. The night wind was very gentle, but at this moment, Qi Xiang felt a biting cold, as if she was in the midst of ice and snow, freezing him.

Logically speaking, the night wind that should be very gentle was like a sharp steel knife, but it was like tender grass that had just sprouted. The wind knife blew by, and the grass stems broke, and it was in pain.

The worst thing is that it not only hurts, but also feels like suffocation.

He seemed to fall into the unfathomable sea, surrounded by waves and endless water. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not float to the surface to breathe.

My body was frozen and was swept to the bottom of the sea again, and the oxygen was consumed bit by bit.

At this moment, Qi Xiang also knew that his current situation was very dangerous, and he wanted to save himself but could not do anything. He kept swimming, but felt weak and weak, becoming lighter and lighter...

In an instant, Qi Xiang suddenly realized that his soul seemed to have emerged from the shell.

It was indeed myself who was lying on the bed. However, it was just his body, and his soul floated in the air, as if his soul was about to be scattered and would never be overwhelmed.

"Go back to your body..."

Qi Xiang knew that this was the only way to live. He adjusted his direction and rushed towards his body desperately.

However, the roof and bed seem to be only two or three meters high, but it seems like an insurmountable natural barrier. No matter how Qi Xiang swam, it cannot shorten the distance.

On the contrary, due to his violent movements, his soul became more and more dizzy and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

“Can’t give up…”

Life and death are at stake. Qi Xiang, who had similar experiences, started to burn, and her belief became stronger and stronger. Then she was like a moth flying into a fire, trying her best to hit her body.

"boom!"

Unpredictable, a thunder exploded, and a ray of light burst out, and a brilliant and gorgeous starlight filled the entire space and dispelled the cold breath.

For a moment, a warm current rose in the whole room, as comfortable as spring.

The warm breath flowed, and Qi Xiang's soul, which was about to dissipate, suddenly became stable again. Before he could figure out how to accelerate, he was immediately caged by a splendid starlight and swept into a strange place.

The sky was spinning, and the light was shining.

Qi Xiang calmed down and saw the scenes around him clearly, and was inevitably shocked. He seemed to have come to the starry sky of the universe, surrounded by a sea of ​​stars and a sea of ​​stars.

The stars are dotted, endless, flashing and flickering, and the brightness is destroyed and impermanent.

Qi Xiang looked carefully and found that every star was not still, but was constantly moving. Each star revolved in a certain regular orbital trace, and rotated repeatedly.

The interweaving of immeasurable traces of orbits outline a mysterious and magnificent star map.

Under this vast starry sky, Qi Xiang felt that he was very small and so insignificant that he was even worse than a particle of cosmic dust.

When he was amazed, Qi Xiang's mind was also immersed in this starry sky. It was faintly and in a daze. He felt as if he had turned into a star, running along the mysterious starry sky...

Rotating one by one, and every time he runs, he feels very fulfilled, as if his refuted thoughts are baptized and slowly become crystal clear and pure.

"Bang!"

Qi Xiang was happy, but suddenly, something seemed to shatter, the gorgeous starry sky was twisted, and in an instant it was like fireworks disappearing and disappearing.

At the same time, Qi Xiang looked around and was shocked to find that he lived in a high altitude, with rolling high-rise buildings under his feet, and the entire city was full of sight.

Rows of street lights illuminate the city, and the orange lights are very warm.

It was late at night and most of the residents had already rested. Some of them were not sleeping, either busy or eating, drinking, having fun, and all kinds of things were all there.

At this moment, Qi Xiang felt like a god, high above, looking down at all living beings. The whole city was like a huge sand table. He had a look of God, his eyes were like torches, and could see through everything.

However, this arrogant mentality has not lasted for long.

When a breeze came, Qi Xiang felt a chill. In an instant, his face changed, and then he became blessed to his heart and rushed directly to the brightest and warmest place in the city.

This pounce came for a thousand miles in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to the familiar room and saw the body on the bed.

Qi Xiang no longer hesitated and lay down lightly...

With the soul possessed, Qi Xiang suddenly sat up, moved her hands and feet, touched her face and patted her legs, and the blood and qi blended together, breathing the air, and all the scenes were tangible and qualitative, and they would never be fake.

"I finally got alive." Qi Xiang breathed, suddenly thought of something, and quickly reached into her pocket and touched her.

He frowned immediately, his fingers trembled slightly before he took out some things.

That was a small tuft of sand...

Qi Xiang knew that this was star sand, the star sand brought out from the Cave Heaven World. But at this time, the star sand had broken into slag, and the bright star light disappeared, becoming dull.

The star sand was broken, Qi Xiang was in a complicated mood and full of gratitude. His soul was out of the shell. If it weren't for the star sand helping him, he would have been completely finished.

"But then again, why did the soul suddenly leave the body for no reason?" Qi Xiang pondered for a moment, and her eyes fell on the scroll next to the hanging...

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Chapter completed!