&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp随着书页的翻动,那些黑点图案仿佛活了,开始很有规则地缓慢移动,此时莫秋怀的眼神仿佛被书页狠狠吸附住一般,再也无法挪开。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp莫秋怀的脑海里大喊:“卧槽,不行了。不仅是眼睛,就连身体都动不了了,这书果然有古怪。”

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp被翻开的书页在莫秋怀眼里变得越来越巨大,越来越诡异。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp无数的黑点最终汇集成一座宽广的山崖,一名短须老者穿着破烂的布袍,跪在悬崖边上,嘴边滴落着鲜血。一名身形壮硕的男子,手持一把大刀,指着跪着的老者,似是破口大骂。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp吞魔岭,鬼见愁。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp莫秋怀脑海里突然闪过这两个词语,似是来自遥远的记忆。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp霎时间,庞大的书页倾倒,压住了渺小的莫秋怀。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp意识,渐渐模糊。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp再次醒来,却已是沧海桑田。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp双膝跪地,双手被缚背在腰后。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp隐隐感觉到自己的嘴角在滴落着鲜血,浑身刀伤、剑伤,胸口还被一根利箭横穿。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp眼前明明是悬崖峭壁,却雾气甚浓,还倒映出自己落魄的面庞和身影。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp凌乱的头发搭在肩上,细长的白眉微微在风中凌乱的摇摆,花白的胡须也被浓烈的清风吹得东倒西歪,眼神里是一片死寂。

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp我……不会是又穿越了吧……

    &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp不会这么惨吧,刚穿越就要死了?