No sun! Yes, when Zhang Wenbin raised his head, he found that in this vast cloudless sky, there really was no sun!

  There is no sun, but it's all bright here, it's basically daytime. In a nearly speechless state, everyone sat down on the stone beach by the lake, although they could estimate that this place would not be easy to come, but they never thought that such an extraordinary thing existed.

  "Old Wang, I think we can't stay here any longer. I have a premonition that this place doesn't belong to this world at all." Zha Wenbin started to worry, and although the journey had seemed calm so far, he felt deep down that it was even more perilous than Mount Qiufeng. The unknown was what was most terrifying.

  "What should we do then?" Old Wang was also at a loss for what to do for the time being.

  Just as the two were hesitating, Chaozi made a new discovery. He looked at Old Wang in surprise and said, "Uncle Wang, you're so worried that your hair has started to turn white."

  "Hair? I don't have white hair." Old Wang thought this kid was being a bit mysterious, always picking out irrelevant things to talk about.

  Chao Zi saw that Lao Wang didn't believe him, so he called over Zhuo Xiong and pointed at Lao Wang's head, saying: "You tell him, isn't his white hair quite a lot? He's old but still won't admit it."

  Zhuo Xiong took a look and indeed, just as Chaozi said, Old Wang's hair was somewhat white. He also said: "Old Wang, your hair is quite white."

  Cha Wenbin was deep in thought, thinking about his next move. The noise from the few of them arguing disturbed his train of thought, and he said: "What are you guys quarreling about? It's just a white hair, honestly."

  Old Wang laughed and said: "These kids are bored, where did I get white hair from?"

  "You have white hair, I saw it too." said Zha Wenbin.

  Old Wang's smile on his face suddenly stiffened, this life in the wilderness for many years, the easiest thing is to cause hair loss, several of them who were previously similar in age all had bald heads. But Old Wang had a head of thick and dense black hair, which was also what he often used to tease others with.

  Carefully, he pulled out a small box containing a razor from his bag. Inside the box was a small mirror used for trimming edges. When the reflection moved to his own head, Old Wang's hands relaxed and the box fell to the ground with a "clatter".

  "Wen Bin, I feel like I've aged a lot." Old Wang said dazedly.

  "Ha ha, you think you're still young, but you're already old."

  Old Wang suddenly stood up: "Wen Bin, something is really wrong, I've never had white hair before," he suddenly focused his gaze on the water, "or else there's a problem with this water!"

  "Water?" The crowd also stood up, and when Zha Wenbin found that his fingernails had grown significantly, he suddenly felt a thud in his heart: "Everyone check their bodies to see if there's anything unusual."

  Chaozi and Zhuoxiong were both flat-headed, but after being said so, they felt that their hair had grown a lot longer, looking very obvious. Especially their fingernails, which had grown to varying degrees. The most noticeable was Heng Roulian, whose forehead even started to show wrinkles...

  "This water can accelerate human metabolism, so the wound healed so quickly. We can't stay here anymore, just a little time has passed and there are signs of physical decline. Let's withdraw immediately." Zhang Wenbin said as he packed up his things.

  When they returned to the foot of the three large mulberry trees with a tired and uneasy heart, Zha Wenbin took a look at this place full of strange colors and drilled over without looking back, he didn't want to find any more miracles.

  "What about the cave?" Zhang Wenbin stood still in front of a stone wall, when the rest of the people came to his side and almost felt hopeless, the cave they had just entered was gone!

  Chaozi went crazy, slapping the stone walls with his hands, trying to find their way back, but the unfeeling and hard stones only responded with pain and icy indifference.

  "What to do?" Old Wang grasped his white hair, almost anxious to the point of illness.

  "Let's go, let's find another way out. At this speed, I'm afraid the time left for us is not much."

  The desolate world is not mysterious, but unknown. Zha Wenbin had understood this principle long ago. He just never thought that by spending an hour, he would traverse through spring, summer, autumn and winter, so it's not hard to understand why the mulberry trees here are so gigantic.

  What has changed is not only the road, but also time. They have just experienced the feeling of racing against time. When you can feel the passage of life bit by bit, then death is not far away.

  Back at the lake shore, there is no other way except this one road.

  Cha Wenbin stood at the edge of this endless red lake, as if he had returned to all endpoints.

  He said, "All things are interdependent and mutually restrictive. Everything has its cause and effect. Since we have reached this point, we cannot escape the fate that has already been arranged for us. If we continue like this, it will also be death. It's better to find a way to break through in this situation."

  How to crack it? Who has this thread, don't even understand what's going on, let alone solve it. Right here by the lake, under Cha Wenbin's arrangement, everyone sat down and brainstormed, which is the only effective and quick solution when faced with unsolvable problems.

  The only way out is: think!

  Cha Wenbin first told the story of what happened on this road, including the events in the ice cave. When he mentioned the tattoo, Zhuo Xiong's lips twitched slightly. Cha Wenbin speculated that Shi Tou was undoubtedly a practitioner of the ghost path, so where would his whereabouts be? These two questions probably couldn't be answered until they left, so they were put aside for the time being.

  Next, it's time to descend the snowy mountain. The geography here, which Zha Wenbin had studied beforehand, belongs to the remaining vein of the Changbai Mountain dragon vein. On this road, there are also traces left by predecessors, so for them, the biggest obstacle they encountered before drinking water was that dream.

  "A dream? Wen Bin, you once said that we might have entered a world of dreams before. So, won't it be possible that we are still in a world of dreams now?" Old Wang's words made Cha Wenbin break out in a cold sweat.

  That's right, why has he never thought of this question. When people are sleeping, they often produce such an illusion, that is, in a dream, they have made a very clear memory, and then suddenly "wake up" to find themselves in another place, and then tell themselves in the dream: This was just a dream! We call this situation a dream within a dream.

  "A dream within a dream? It's not impossible, if we assume that we are still dreaming, then the world around us is just an illusion created by ourselves, and this sign of decay is also because we have been guided to imagine it in some way."

  Zha Wenbin asked.

  Chaozi rolled up his sleeves and said, "This is easy to handle. If it's really a dream, then hit me with a slap. I'll try to see if I can feel the pain. In a dream, you shouldn't be able to feel something so realistic."

  This is a simple and effective way, but Cha Wenbin thought it was not right. In the subconscious of this super child, there has been an idea of being slapped in the face. If this is a dream that is extremely close to reality, it is very likely that he will still be guided by that illusion. He diverted the topic again and continued to talk about the problem with those big trees.

  "Those mulberry trees seem problematic to me, I always feel that something is off, what do you think, Chaozi?" Cha Wenbin asked.

  "Yeah, I also think those trees are quite strange. Didn't you fall asleep leaning against one of them? Maybe they have some hypnotic function?" Chaozi asked.

  Cha Wenbin lowered his head and thought: "It's not impossible, I didn't compress the biscuits, Chaozi you take one first, I'm a bit hungry."

  Just as Chaozi lowered his head to search for the package, Zha Wenbin suddenly moved and stretched out his palm, slapping it onto Chaozi's face with a loud "slap", instantly leaving five finger marks. This slap was made with great force, firmly hitting his face, and at that moment he felt his palm going numb.

  "Ah yo!" Chaozi rubbed his own cheek and shouted, he really didn't expect that Zha Wenbin would play this trick.

  "Does it hurt?" Zhang Wenbin asked anxiously.

  Chaozi spat out a mouthful of blood, muttering to himself: "You really hit hard, it hurts, how can it not hurt? I reckon it'll swell up in a bit."

  At that moment, Wen Bin's heart suddenly cooled down. It was absolutely impossible for such a realistic dream to exist. That could only mean they were indeed trapped in an unknown place and encountered unknown things.

  Just as everyone was at a loss for what to do, Old Wang suddenly said by himself: "Red lake, red earth, mulberry tree... wait a minute, Wenbin, I might know what's going on!"

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