He waited and waited, waited and waited..... He stood among the weeds for a long time, alert to the changes around him, but he couldn't wait for the red dancing shoes to appear.
This pair of shoes seems to have no fixed place, at first they followed him when entering the temple, and then appeared in the courtyard, and now I don't know where they went.
The longer the delay, the worse Zhang Yuanqing's physical condition sighed, turned around helplessly, and returned to the main hall.
As soon as he turned around, his body froze suddenly.
"Da da....."
Between him and the main hall, a pair of red dancing shoes with a dark red gleam was falling up and down, as if someone invisible was walking in place wearing them.
The sound of footsteps reverberated in the empty and silent night.
Can you change the way of appearance? Every time it is so horrifying... Zhang Yuanqing's soul, which was almost frightened, slowly returned to its place, and quietly swallowed.
Although looking forward to its appearance, Zhang Yuanqing still felt that his san value was dropping uncontrollably when faced with this weird dancing shoe...
The red dancing shoes continued to stand still, and the heels made a crisp sound when they hit the ground, and the rattling echoes were superimposed, making it more lonely and terrifying.
In Zhang Yuanqing's vision, a glowing blue message suddenly popped up:
[Would you like to dance with me? If so, please stay where you are. ?
This message appears on the side of the red shoes, as if it is talking to itself.
Sure enough, he asked to dance, and if he didn't dance with it, he would kill people. The bad shoes... Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to put all his eggs in one basket, because he found out that the red dancing shoes cut off his back.
It appeared between Zhang Yuanqing and the main hall.
Once the dance fails, he will surely die.
Is it a coincidence? Or is this shoe intentional? Does it also have wisdom... Zhang Yuanqing restrained his thoughts, settled his emotions, and visualized his father's appearance in his mind.
At the same time, lift your foot to make a step.
Da da... It seemed to be a switch to turn on this prop. Along with his steps, the rhythm of the ups and downs of the red dancing shoes changed, and there was an extremely fast kick.
It dances a tap dance with a sense of rhythm and extremely fast speed. The loud "tap" sound echoes in the silent night sky and echoes in the deserted ancient temple.
Under the moonlit night, among the weeds, on the path paved with cobblestones, a pair of red dancing shoes danced alone, with an indescribably coquettish beauty.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes wide, allowing the pupils to absorb the moonlight, and stared at the red dancing shoes. He didn't need to deliberately remember, he just needed to see the other person's steps in his eyes.
At the same time, his heart was beating fast like an overloaded engine, noisy noises filled his ears, and countless broken images flashed in his mind.
The brain begins to automatically receive information from the outside world, the sound of the wind blowing, the slightly curved posture of the wild grass, the frequency of the swaying leaves of the big locust tree in the distance, the posture and frequency of the red dancing shoes kicking...
The brain that receives the information quickly analyzes and memorizes it.
A few minutes later, the red dancing shoes stopped contentedly, stepped back with their left foot, and stood on tiptoe.
The pose looks weird, but it's a standard curtsy if someone is wearing it.
Quite polite... Zhang Yuanqing, who was bleeding from his nasal cavity, muttered in his heart, and then saw a sentence floating above the red dancing shoes:
[It's your turn! ?
In a few minutes, it danced hundreds of rhythms with different steps, which has surpassed the shorthand ability of ordinary people. JrNovels.com