With a slightly depressed expression, Zhang Yang unconsciously covered his ears with both hands, as if trying to isolate the sound that was not a sound at all.

"Huh, huh..."

Taking a few steps back, leaning on one side of the wall, Zhang Yang was panting heavily, his expression painful and resentful, and the feeling of peeping that appeared again brought back memories of the past.

Recognizing whoever eats, sleeps, or even feels stared at by a peeping feeling when going to the toilet, will always produce a feeling of isolation and boredom.

Maybe some people will get used to it over time, but obviously Zhang Yang is not that kind of person.

Not only is he not used to it, but Zhang Yang is also more and more disgusted with this feeling.

Zhang Yang has faced this feeling all the time since he was a child.

When I was studying as a child, I always felt that someone was staring at me, and I always thought it was the teacher...

When I was at home, I always felt that my parents were watching me all the time...

Walking on the road, I always feel that others see me in a different way...

Zhang Yang, who lives under this feeling, becomes more and more disgusted with other people's attention...

Therefore, the emotions gradually extended until it clearly affected the relationship between Zhang Yang and his family.

Slam the door, run away from home...

The pressure of society has gradually worn away the edges and corners of Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang, who has gradually grown in age, has gradually discovered the true existence of this feeling...

Said to feel its real existence, but in fact it is just that Zhang Yang knows that this feeling of peeping is definitely not from someone around him...

When I gradually discovered this, Zhang Yang was at a loss, and even once doubted whether he was the subject of research...

Although in the end, through the slightest appearance, Zhang Yang found that this was by no means a possibility in his imagination.

Even so, Zhang Yang's heart is getting more and more panic...

After all, the unknown is far more terrifying than others!

With the gradual increase of age and publicity, I have been able to gradually overcome the negative emotions brought by this sense of voyeurism.

But it was only overcoming, and he tried his best to bury the negative emotions caused by this feeling of peeping deeply in his heart.

At the same time, an uncontrollable and unconscious growth in Zhang Yang's heart...

In the bottom of Zhang Yang's heart, although he was incomparably panicked by this sense of prying on him, he gradually began to have the slightest curiosity.

Although I am extremely angry at this feeling of peeping, it seems to exist because of some inevitable relationship...

Zhang Yang seemed to have the same kindness and greed for this peeping that was full of kindness and greed to himself.

But in any case, the anger at this feeling of voyeurism is inherently more publicized than other emotions.

It is because of the existence of this sense of peeping that Zhang Yang has come to this day and made him do so many things that hurt his family in the first place.

Zhang Yang also "treasures" this deep-seated resentment in his heart.

"Huh, huh..."

Because his emotions were too tense, Zhang Yang exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath.

After a while, Zhang Yang still tried his best to calm down his emotions, raised his slightly lowered eyes, and stared into the depths of the passage.

"Maybe that's why I'm here..."

"Maybe this is my hope of returning to my hometown!"

Zhang Yang always thought that the small sword pendant in his clothes brought him here, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that the "master" of this peeping feeling is the real culprit.

Glancing at Li Hao, who was lying on one side, Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment.

Although Li Hao looks so similar to Niu Xiaomei, she is not the little girl Zhang Yang is after all.

If this feeling of peeping hadn't come, Zhang Yang might have stayed here to take care of Li Hao.

But the reality is never if...

Compared with the hope of being able to go home, to be able to see my mother and little sister again...

For Li Hao's false emotional sustenance, it may not be so important...

Slowly getting up, without looking at Li Hao lying down behind him, Zhang Yang took firm steps and gradually walked towards the depths of the dark passage.

……

After walking a distance of several meters, Li Hao's figure was almost invisible when he turned around. At this time, the ground was no longer full of bone fragments as before, on the contrary, it was much cleaner.

I even saw that the ground was paved with a huge slab of slate, without the slightest splicing pattern. The ground was slightly flat, and it was even more scratched than the walls on both sides.

Chapter 810 Strange existence

But the more this happened, Zhang Yang could clearly feel a sticky cold sweat starting to form on his back.

Seeing the cleanliness of the ground around him at this time, and thinking of what he saw when he just woke up before, Zhang Yang seemed to gradually understand a trace of horses.

"If I didn't wake up just now, and I've been sleeping in a dream, will I be like those dry bones sooner or later?"

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the case, the more ugly the cheeks are, and at the same time looking at the direction behind him, Zhang Yang's expression unconsciously flashed a trace of worry.

"Hey……"

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