Chapter 160 Chapter 27

Hoffa walked into the empty car and sat in a corner, also looking out the window.

The heavy rain is still there, and the Scottish mountains and wheat fields in the distance are like a gray impressionist oil painting, blurred and hazy, and nothing can be seen clearly.

The feeling of being bound by the rules has weakened a lot, and he finally feels a little more comfortable. Like a stranded blue whale swimming into the dark deep sea, his thinking and spirit became more sensitive.

The more sensitive he is, the more tired he becomes.

The more tired he was, the more he wanted to rest.

At this time, he heard a voice in his chest: "Don't resist." Hoffa felt himself being sucked into a void, which was inside him rather than outside. He was no longer afraid, allowing himself to sink into this void.

It seems to have gone through a long adventure, countless opponents, countless troubles, countless checkpoints, countless jobs, and countless failures to come to this point.

A voice in his head began to prompt him.

have a rest.

Take a quarter of an hour's rest, Hoffa.

Hoffa glanced at the long recliner beside him, and lay down on it involuntarily.

It was as if the wooden recliner had suddenly turned into cotton candy.

As soon as he lay down, he sank.

sunken one meter

sunk two meters

sank three meters

ten meters

twenty meters

thirty meters

one hundred meters

two hundred meters

The diving blue whale passed through the deep ocean, and in the countless bubbles, it fell into an endless fall like a free fall.

acceleration of gravity.

Make him faster and faster.

It was as fast as a meteor that was about to hit the earth.

He fell into the depths of the earth.

Through the darkness of the earth's core.

In the darkness, a pair of huge colorful eyes looked at him.

He glanced at those eyes and didn't have much nostalgia.

He keeps falling.

Came to an unknown space.

There are brilliant and varied colors here.

Red, yellow, blue, purple, they are softly combined. Colorful and beautiful.

And everything else he wanted.

The food of the future, McDonald's, KFC, pizza also has headphones, mobile phones, music, TV and those mobile phones, there are strange but friendly faces on the TV.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that those faces were themselves, their lips were opening and closing, and they were speaking strange words

He took a look at those strange guys, continued to fall, through cells, molecules, atoms, nuclei, protons, quarks continued to fall, faster and faster,

fast as light

He saw nothingness.

Seeing the boundless world, there is only one deck chair.

The reclining chair was exactly the one he lay down on.

Yes, he was going to lie down.

Even if you leave everything behind you

Abandoning all reality and emotion, he also wants to lie down

Getting closer

Getting closer

Getting closer

Snapped! !

A pair of large hands grabbed Hoffa's arm.

Pull him up from a centimeter away from the recliner.

Pulling him through the layers of space.

Brutely dragging him back to the real world.

Hoffa's spirit trembled, as if he fell off the edge of the bed while falling asleep, and he woke up suddenly, sweating profusely all over his body.

He saw clearly that the person who pulled him up was the skinny boy smoking at the door, and he looked at Hoffa coldly.

"Do you want to die?"

Hoffa stared at him for a few seconds, and then entered the state of meditation without hesitation. At this moment, his sea of ​​consciousness has become a colorful ocean, which is an ocean composed of countless faces of various colors.

Those faces that were exactly the same as themselves screamed and wailed wildly in Hoffa's spiritual world, and their anger was distorted beyond description.

His self-awareness has completely become an island in the ocean.

The scene nearly made him faint.

He realized that there must be something wrong with his spirit, otherwise he wouldn't have hallucinations so frequently.

He began to think about when he had the hallucination for the first time. Thinking about it, he thought of the colorful dragon egg he saw in Norbert Hagrid's house when he was hunting down Norbert Hagrid.

That should have been his first hallucination.

But that time he didn't care.

But this time, he didn't dare to ignore it.

What exactly was that thing that Norbert Hagrid took away? It's so weird that it can affect people's spirit unconsciously. He has never seen this kind of magic product before!

Before he could think about it, the densely packed face split like cells.

His memory, his life, and all his secrets are exposed to these strange faces one by one like an opened drawer.

Every time I observe it, those faces become more like me.

They are assimilating themselves.

Hoffa shivered. At this moment, he thought of the monsters he saw in Helheim, the underworld, when he was in the first grade. This thing seems to have similar characteristics to them.

Seeing that his spiritual world was almost completely swallowed by that disgusting face. Hoffa gritted his teeth and entered a deep state of meditation.

He cut off all perception of external objects, and his spirit completely recovered his body. The thunderbird pattern on the back of the hand quickly covered the whole body.

Lightning flashed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and sharp blades appeared, and Hoffa cut in the sea of ​​consciousness like an operation.

Every time he cut a little bit, he felt a sharp pain in his brain. It's almost like cutting flesh with a knife.

What was even more frightening was that as soon as he cut off a face, that face took root and reappeared. Start splitting even faster.

The magic power in his whole body, even his life, was transformed into the electrified magic power of the Thunderbird. After an unknowingly long period of confrontation, he barely cleared this terrifying will in his brain.

When he woke up, it was already dark.

The boy in a checkered shirt was sitting on the table in the carriage, a pile of cigarette butts were scattered on the ground, and the choking smell in the air was almost suffocating.

Hoffa coughed a few times, his face pale as paper. Although he was very grateful that the other party stopped him at the last second when he lost his self-awareness, the smell in it was too choking.

"You understand nothingness?"

The boy flicked the cigarette ash and asked self-consciously.

"Nothingness?" Hoffa was puzzled.

"What do you mean, can you explain a little more clearly?"

"Say clearly? Can't tell."

The silver-haired boy exhaled a puff of smoke and blew it on Hoffa's face: "After thinking for a long time, he only asked one sentence, "Nothingness is this world. "

"What's the meaning?"

"literal meaning."

The young man said indifferently.

Hoffa thought for a long time, and he asked in a low voice, "Am I sick?"

"It can be understood in this way."

"Then how to cure this disease?"

"There is no cure."

The man shook his head: "You have been cursed by knowledge."

Hoffa was startled and didn't speak for a long time.

Smoking man: "Nothingness is the essence of this world. It is the crude essence hidden behind the rules. Even wizards with strong spiritual power can feel it, but no one can escape it."

The boy lit a lighter, lit another cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled deeply.

"Just like every one of us is going to die, death sooner or later is death."

At this time, the train whistled and slowly stopped at the station.

He patted Hoffa on the shoulder and jumped off the table: "Don't think too much, the train has arrived. If you still want to catch up with the banquet, go and change your clothes."

After speaking, he walked out of the carriage.

Hoffa got up in a jerk, "Hey, what's your name?"

But the man didn't answer at all. By the time Hoffa chased him out of the car, he had disappeared, leaving only a stamped out cigarette butt on the ground.