Grunt.

Grunt.

He seemed to have lost the ability to speak, his soul was breaking free from the shackles of his body, coming out of his body, a strong tearing sensation exploded like rolling thunder, he breathed heavily, but he couldn't catch any air, the crack in his throat was constantly splashing blood, and the air rushed through the crack into his lungs, and finally evolved into a "gurgling" sound.

But Holden still did not surrender.

His eyes widened like this, and the bulging eyeballs seemed to fall out at any moment, and he locked on to the shadow in the darkness motionlessly, refusing to compromise or give up, even if he sacrificed his life, he was getting closer to the truth step by step, and an incomparably powerful force erupted from the gurgling sound.

"Ahh

Breaking free from the shackles of fate, Hoden could see that his closed eyes seemed to slowly open a slit, and a shallow light slipped under his eyes, but before Hoden could take a serious look, a devastating pain instantly swallowed his entire soul.

The tearing pain made the whole body tremble uncontrollably, and the nightmare woke up violently.

"Hey!"

Holden gasped, sat up straight, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his throat, he could still feel the cold chill, the torture of fear and pain ran over every muscle in his body little by little, leaving a clear and real imprint in his mind, vivid.

But his hands rubbed his throat carefully, there was no wound, he looked down and saw that his hands did not find any traces of blood, he breathed heavily, and his lungs could clearly feel the abundance and freshness of oxygen between falling together, mixed with the clarity of the moonlight and the supermarket, which relieved his emotions slightly.

After half a beat of slowness, Hordon found that he was soaked with hot sweat inside and out, hot and cold, and the slimy feeling was as if he had just run back from a midsummer rainstorm, and the soles of his feet could feel the slimy and wet touch, and his toes involuntarily curled up.

Unlike any previous nightmare, Horden truly saw the nightmare today, even the changes in the beginning and the end.

Now Horden can finally be completely sure that this nightmare is directly or indirectly related to his coming to the abyss, and the images inside should all be clues.

Although his current knowledge and ability were not enough to find the answer, he was getting closer.

What is the secret behind the nightmare?

Raising his gaze, he was so tired last night that he went straight to bed that the window was not closed, and at this time the wide open window could not block the view, and the thin shallow light sprinkled on the desk, which proved that the sun had already risen, only to be obscured by dark clouds again.

A vision, a nightmare, a night has passed, the constant interweaving between the unreal and the real has caused Hoden's spirit to fall into deep weariness, the world in sight, shrouded in a layer of azure light, all the noise fades away, and finally immersed in a blur.

Although Hodden wanted to lie down again and close his eyes for a good rest, his tense nerves were extremely sensitive, and he was obviously exhausted to the extreme but not sleepy, and the feeling of being wet and sticky and sweaty was really not very good, even if he lay down again, it was futile as if he was lying in the mud, so he simply got up.

dragged lazy steps into the bathroom, began to shower again, the hot water slid through the tight skin and muscles, the body gradually relaxed, the whole person was wrapped in steam, the straight nerves gradually relaxed, almost fell asleep.

But the commotion outside the door interrupted Howlen's eyes and recuperation, and he came to his senses again.

“...... It's not a good deal for you. I believe that Monsieur de Grassan is more intelligent than our two brothers, and that neither of our little calculations can deceive your eyes, and you should know that this is the best option for you. As for us, we're just seeing the little things in front of us. ”

Nair's voice sounded softly through the door panel, kind and friendly, gentlemanly and polite, and even a little rigid because it was too regular, but the wisdom and cleverness hidden in it were not weak at all, and quietly persuaded the thunderous Mai Luoxu, and also made Mai Luoxu believe:

It was all his own idea.

But obviously, Mai Luoxu was still unwilling to compromise easily, "Do you think that all this water is free of charge? If you continue to waste it like this, either you will move to the upper/urban area, where the nobles and lords only take a bath once a day, and you will have no problem soaking in the water all day, or I will just close the gates!"

"Not long ago, I was in arrears on rent, and now I'm wasting water again? Believe it or not, I do what I say? From tomorrow, the water will be cut off on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, what do you think? You're still picking and choosing here? Ghosts crying wolves? Looking for death? I see you're tired of living!"

Mai Luoxu's tattered voice became more and more scolding, resounding throughout the building, from the sound of the wooden plank vibrating, it can be judged that everyone was awakened, walking, opening the door, looking up all the movements towards the third floor, even if you don't see the expression, you can imagine the worry on those cheeks, lest the angry words that Mai Luoxu said will evolve into reality.

Before dawn broke, the entire building had already been forced to wake up – and it was a rare Saturday morning, and the eyes and emotions began to creep in.

Mai Luoxu didn't care at all, scolding and venting negative emotions, but Nair was not worried.

Dealing with Myroxu, Nair is much smarter than Hoden, and a few words can make Myroxu shut his mouth, and he thinks that he is the smart man, and those decisions are made by himself, and it will not cause any conflict at all, flickering, Myroxu was fooled and lame-

No, he was already a little lame.

But Nair's voice was muffled, intermittently hidden in the sound of water, and Hodden couldn't hear it clearly enough to know how Nair had submitted Myrosch.

It wasn't until Hodden finished bathing that his voice became clear again, but Nair had already dealt with it, and the matter was over, and all he could hear was the sound of Myrosh scolding and turning away, and the sound of crutches hitting the stairs fading away.

Immediately afterward, Nair's apologetic voice could be heard, "Sorry to disturb everyone's rest in the morning." ”

Clearly, these tenants were teammates in the face of Myroxu, and then the whole building was quiet again, and they could still get a rare night's sleep on their days off, but more people were already up at large, and many people still had to work, even on Saturdays.

Otherwise, it may be difficult to make ends meet.

After repeatedly apologizing, Nair knocked softly on the bathroom door.

"Hoden, Hoden, are you alright?" said Nair, his voice lowered, but he couldn't hide his concern.