Chapter 1254

Goofy abandoned me!

Before Shen Yinbing fell from the tree in despair, this sentence echoed in her mind.

As for what happened after the fall, she had no idea at all, because she felt that her people had died from the moment she let go. Although her eyes were open all the time, she did not move.

How can the dead have thoughts and feelings?

It was not until a sweet smell of sandalwood touched her sense of smell and suddenly broke away the boundless darkness that her dull eyes turned slightly. Then she saw a clump of golden fish swimming slowly over her.

Those fish are very big. The biggest one may not weigh dozens of Jin. The whole body is golden. Even the belly is the same color. It seems that the shape should be carp.

How can fish swim in the sky?

Strange.

It's in the sky, in the water.

Can you see the fish swimming in the sky and smell the smell of sandalwood after you die?

In other words, it's all a dream.

Shen Yinbing was staring at the fish. She didn't know how long it took before she tried to stab her palm with her nails.

Very painful, very real pain, just like when you are alive or awake.

Shen Yinbing's eyes turned slightly, and saw more things: the dark wall was like black jade, flashing strange black, and a silk painting was hanging at her.

This painting looks as if it has been bronze for many years.

The painting is not flowers and birds, nor mountain beasts, but a group of people, a group of ancient people in big sleeve robes, a man with a long beard and a long robe, bending down to draw an arc on the ground.

Inside the line stood a thin man in ragged clothes, with eyes drooping and a face full of pain.

There is still a man lying on the ground around. It should be a dead man.

Next to the dead, there were several people with wooden thorns, wearing the same clothes, like soldiers, pinching their waist with their left hand, looking at the people drawing lines in the underground.

There are only these people in this painting. The painter is childish, like a third grade pupil. There is no impression or abstract. It is just that the simple painting of such a painting should explain something.

Although the painting style is childish and even ugly, Shen Yinbing can feel a sense of solemnity from it. After staring for a long time, she blinked her eyes and looked away.

On the other side, it is also like a stone table and stool carved from black jade, which are placed on the ground in front of the window. On it is a set of bronzes that she used to see when she watched ancient TV dramas, which are similar to wine bottles made of tripods.

In the corner of the wall, there is a flower rack style furniture made of stone table material. There is a stick of incense in the incense burner. The ash has been very long. Shen Yinbing's smell of sandalwood is from this stick of incense.

Sandalwood, a very authentic sandalwood, has a refreshing effect, but it has a very regretful side effect on pregnant women within three months.

There is a spotlight on the top of the flower rack, and the light is very soft. However, the existence of this modern object does not match with the room. How do you think it is so awkward.

Shen Yinbing looked at the spotlight and continued to look around.

The room is very big, with a total area of about 100 square meters, but there is nothing else except the window where Shen Yinbing lies, the painting, the stone table, the stone stool and the flower rack. The ground is also black and spotless, making the room even more empty.

Black, sometimes more clean than white.

This strange house has neither windows nor doors. It is square. Except for Shen Yinbing's own breathing and heartbeat, there is no sound any more.

Shen Yinbing thinks that he is still in a dream, or he will die.

In real life, how can there be these things?

"Cough, cough!"

Shen Yinbing coughed a few times and slowly turned over to sit up. Then he found that the window he was lying on was made of the same dark material as the wall, stone table, flower rack and floor. The tentacles were warm and cool, but it was warm.

"What material is this? It seems to be similar to the bracelet my mother left me. "

Shen Yinbing has a pair of bracelets carved from black jade. When she was alive, Subei mountain told her that it was a relic left by her mother Shen ruoxian. She was always reluctant to wear it. Later, because she moved, she put the bracelet in the bank.

In the past, when she missed her mother, she would take out a black jade bracelet to play with, so she was very familiar with this kind of jade.

White jade is called Hanbai jade, black jade is called Moyu, red jade is called Hongyu, yellow jade is called topaz, not yellow, not red, not black, not white, but also green - stone.

According to Shen Yinbing, the material of jade is distinguished in this way.

Shen Yinbing was still wearing her clothes, but her black stockings were broken and her shoes were gone.

"Where am I?"

"Dead or alive?"

"Still dreaming?"

"If it's dreaming or living, why does pinching yourself hurt?"

Shen Yinbing looked around the room, hoping to hear a sound other than himself, or find the door, even a hole.

But she didn't find anything, as if this room of 100 square meters is her whole world.

If she wants to get out of here, she'll have to go to the fish.

Thinking of the fish, Shen Yinbing raised his head and looked up at the top - the fish had disappeared, leaving only some water mixed with fine grains of sand flowing slowly above.

"I must be dreaming."

His eyes hurt and he didn't see a fish again. Shen Yinbing lay down again and closed his eyes.

She hopes that when she wakes up, she can get rid of this oppressive environment.

Let anyone alone in this silent black world, too long will be crazy.

She wanted to fall asleep and forced herself to think nothing, but she closed her eyes for a long time without any sleepiness. Instead, she could feel that she was being watched by several pairs of eyes.

Those eyes were hidden in the darkness. Shen Yinbing couldn't see them, but he could clearly see that they were looking at himself.

It's really not good to be peeped at, so Shen Yinbing opens her eyes again and sits up.

Strangely enough, as soon as she opened her eyes, she would never feel them again.

The window on which she was lying, in fact, was called collapse, which was more than ten centimeters higher than the ground.

Shen Yinbing slowly pushed his right foot down to the ground. After feeling the solid and heavy feeling, he slowly stood up, walked step by step to the strange portrait, and raised his hand on the wall beside him.

The handle is exactly the same as that of her black jade bracelet, with a trace of softness that can only be felt by heart.

He raised his hand and knocked. The echo was very dull, which means that he was very thick.

The thick black jade wall, the big black jade floor, the rough but heavy stone table, the stone stool, and the flower rack. If these things are carved into bracelets, how many pairs can they carve?

When she was alive, Subei mountain once told Shen Yinbing that the bracelet left by her mother was made of rare black jade in the world. If you put it in a large auction house like Zurich to participate in the auction, it would be worth at least a million dollars.

A pair of bracelets can be worth millions of dollars. What about this house made of the same material?

What is the value?

Although Shen Yinbing is now a super rich woman, she can't imagine how much money she can sell if this house is the same as the bracelet.

In this way, rich people, no matter what circumstances they are in, will have habitual thinking after seeing valuable things, and begin to consider the value of the objects they see, and fantasize about taking them away or using them. Shen Yinbing is also like this.

She walked around the room slowly, and finally came to the flower rack. She looked up at the spotlight and found that there was a faint red dot behind the spotlight.

Monitor head!

No wonder as soon as she lies down and closes her eyes, she will feel like being peeped. It's because of the monitor.

Shen Yinbing frowned slightly, looked up at the red dot, motionless Leng for a long time, suddenly thought of the experience.

What happened to her before she woke up, just like the rewind of the movie, she flew from the nearest to the distance: she fell from a tree and was covered with black king snakes. She roared angrily and begged Gao Fei not to go and leave her alone. Gao Fei did not look back and hid in the dark. Several zombie like things appeared, Gao Fei is killing the king snakes with his sword

Staring at the monitor head under the spotlight, Shen Yinbing thought of what had happened: before she appeared in this strange room, she was invited to meet with the other two departments of kill wolf, and discussed whether she could continue to maintain the previous sincere cooperation.

Shen Yinbing's biggest dream in the near future is to integrate the three anti wolf movies. So when she received a mysterious invitation, she did not hesitate to take Gao Fei to the appointment.

With Gao Fei alone, she can travel all over the world. This is an idea deeply rooted in Shen Yinbing's heart. She has never doubted that even if the sky collapses, Gao Fei should have the ability to support.

But actually?

When Shen Yinbing needed that guy most, he ran away without looking back.

Then she fell from the tree and fell between the black king snakes and a few zombies.

Then her heart died, her eyes wide open, but she could feel nothing until she woke up from the strange black house.

Shen Yinbing finally came to her senses: at present, she is not dreaming or dead. She is still alive. She is only put in this black house after she is unconscious. Those people are monitoring her every move through the monitoring head.

If it is put in the past, if it is in the current environment, Shen Yinbing will definitely be scared to death.

But now she doesn't care, because her heart has died after Gao Fei escaped alone. She is still alive because she can breathe like a normal person and has all the physical functions of a living person, but no fear.

Shen Yinbing raised her head and clapped on the flower rack. She opened her mouth and yelled, "is anyone there?"

After she called out this sentence, she found that her voice was so hoarse, just like the wind blowing over the torn canvas, and even the scraping sound of sliding across the road with a shovel. It was very hard to hear, which scared her.

She quickly swallowed her spit, coughed, and then called out again, "is there anyone - I know you're peeking at me in the dark. Come out, you come out for me! "

The echo reverberated around the room, hitting her eardrum.

But there was no movement except for her shouting: "who are you, why don't you come out to see me?"