Chapter 87: Iron Horse Kingo Comes to Dream II
The moment the two made eye contact, it was a very unusual feeling, as if looking at another self in the mirror, familiar and extremely unfamiliar, mixed with a little weird.
"Who are you!" Du Kang looked up and down at the stranger who suddenly broke in front of him, dressed in a wide black robe, completely wrapped his body inside, unable to see the outline of his body, his hat was over his head, only a mouth was exposed, his lips were very thin, red as blood, his skin was very white, his chin was pointed, he looked like he should be a woman, but it was difficult to say, after all, Xiao Xianrou was also very enchanting when he dressed up one by one.
The corners of the man in black's mouth hooked up a good-looking arc, "Does it matter who I am?"
The voice of this person has a strong echo, there is a strong penetrating power, and men and women can't hear it, just like the electronic sound simulated by the computer, listening to it is human speech, but just listening to it can tell that it is not said by human.
"Damn!" Suddenly hearing this voice, Du Kang reached out and touched his neck, he couldn't say anything in his heart, and shouted with a glare, "Nonsense, who do you think you are? Tell me honestly, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”
Looking at Du Kang's outstretched fist, the man in black shook his head, Du Kang just felt that the black shadow flashed in front of him, and he wanted to retreat and dodge, but it was too late, his chin was provoked by a slender finger, and it was still the voice that was neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang.
"Oh? I'd love to know how you could be polite to me. ”
"Hehe, I was wrong, I mean I wasn't polite enough to you, take what you need, take it yourself. ”
A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, this black-clothed person comes and goes quietly, as fast as a ghost and ghost, it is not something that a normal person can do at all, although Du Kang is not a normal person in the strict sense, but it is far from the pervert in front of him, this is definitely not a character that Du Kang can provoke.
With an embarrassed smile, Du Kang put his toes on tiptoe, carefully removed his chin from the fingers of the man in black little by little, touched his neck, and felt a chill in his heart.
In just a moment, there was an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, even when facing the female ghost in the main hall, there was no such despair, it was a feeling that even the idea of resisting could not be raised.
"I need a dream from you, I gave you a dream before, and now I need you to give me back. The man in black said lightly, his fingers slowly swiping over the bottles of Coke and Sprite on the shelves on the side.
With the stroke of a finger, the plastic bottles decomposed and decayed so silently, and the drinks flowed down the shelves, and the air was filled with a unique aroma of carbonated drinks.
"Dream?" Du Kang scratched the back of his head, "You also gave me a dream?" Suddenly Du Kang remembered the black shadow with red eyes that he had encountered in the main hall earlier, and cried out in a lost voice, "It's you!"
The man in black nodded, "That's right, it's me, you can still remember me, your spirit is indeed very powerful." ”
"How do you remember, what if you don't remember, what are you going to do here, just say it, if you don't want money, you won't give your life, as for what you can't dream, do you want a spring dream?"
The man in black has already identified himself, he is friend or foe, Du Kang naturally has no good words, pointing at the man in black and laughing coldly, "You are also so bold, in broad daylight, you must know that this is a 1314 convenience store, not the white whirlpool pit, not a place where you can go wild casually." ”
The man in black tilted his head to look at Du Kang, and when he finished speaking, he shook his head slightly, "Du Kang, this is not a 1314 convenience store, everything here is just a dream, in a dream I can dominate everything, and I can know everything, you are afraid, you are afraid of death, and you are even more afraid that the banshee named Weiwei will be hurt, you want to scare me away, hahaha, do you really think I am scared?"
The man in black suddenly roared, and the wind blew up, and everything around him was like building blocks in a hurricane, falling apart and being swept into the air.
Du Kang looked up at the pitch-black night sky, and everything that was swept away by a gust of wind, looked left and right, and found that he was standing in a ruined wall, the man in black was long gone, and as far as his eye could see, there were beacon fires.
Stepping out of the ruins, stepping over a collapsed beam of a house still glowing with flames, standing in the side street, a sea of fire in front of and behind, the cold wind blowing across his face, bringing the crackling sound of the fire after it burned.
"Where is this? My dream? How does it feel so familiar, like I've been here before. Du Kang looked at everything around him, and a sense of familiarity could not help but rise in his heart, somehow, Du Kang walked all the way along the side street, he didn't know where he was going, but he knew he had to go.
Finally, Du Kang stopped at the door of a small courtyard that was still intact, the dilapidated wooden door, one of which had fallen to the ground, and the other hanging on the door frame, most of it was burnt, and now there were puffs of black smoke.
Sideways into the courtyard, here is the kind of ordinary farmhouse, opposite three main houses, there are side rooms on the left and right, and there is a tree in the northwest corner that has been blown up and broken into two, which has been burned to charcoal, and the original appearance can not be seen.
There are many footprints on the ground and traces of struggle, and it is conceivable that many people have broken into this place and there have been fierce fights.
Du Kang walked to the door of the main room, the door was hidden, and he reached out to push it, but when his fingers touched the door, he stopped again, and his heart resisted inexplicably, his fingers trembled slightly, but in the end he pushed the door open.
There was a strong smell of blood on his face, Du Kang looked at everything in the hall, he was stunned, lost his mind for a moment, his hands hung down weakly, and he involuntarily trembled violently.
The ground was covered with blood, a thin layer, dyeing the whole ground black and red, clumps of flesh and blood were thrown in pools of blood, there were green intestines, and the hearts and lungs that had been torn out raw, and the human stomachs that were opened to reveal the roots and bark of the grass, and most of them were the fingers that had been cut off.
Seven men were nailed with bayonets on three walls, their blood had been drained, their chests and stomachs had been cut open, and they were empty, because their internal organs had been ripped out alive and thrown to the ground.
Buzzing flies flew in, in and out of their mouths, ears, and nostrils, and maggots wriggled in their white flesh.
Du Kang's heart was constantly sinking, getting colder and colder, because he was too familiar with the clothes on these seven people, Eighth Master Gray!
Du Kang found that the seven people had not closed their eyes when they died, and they all stared at the room with a blue cotton curtain on his left.
Stepping on a ground of blood and flesh, Du Kang walked to the door step by step and lifted the curtain.
"Ahh
A roar came from the small courtyard, rushing back and forth in the dead village, the stars in the sky were dim, the grass was barren underground, the wind was blowing fiercely, whimpering like a hundred ghosts crying at night, tears like blood...