Chapter 11 Poetry and Killing Ghosts
What a dignified darkness!
The darkness in the eyes seems to be a huge curtain, and the human mind becomes a projector. The pen is www.biquge.info shown in this darkness, but it is all what the human heart thinks.
One by one, the pictures passed in front of Zhou Yan's eyes.
or clear, or blurry, or complete, or broken. One after the other, without pause.
Kind and kind old women, smiling beautiful women and men, Dong Ping, Li Muzi, Su Xiaoyi, Jiang Guangnai......
One picture after another, one face after another.
Zhou Yan has never found himself surrounded by so many people, and he can be so happy.
However, only those who have tasted happiness can truly understand what it means to be unhappy.......
Maybe he was born an unfortunate person, born with no chance of happiness, not only did he not have happiness, but he also made others lose their happiness!
His eyesight had always been good, so he was the only one who saw it when he was in the room of the three girls.
He saw a tail, the tail of a wild beast, the tail of night and misfortune!
Li Muzi should have been really tired, so his snoring gradually sounded, as if the sky was falling and he couldn't wake him up.
"You come out! I know you're here! Zhou Yan shouted into the darkness, "Come out!" Aren't you going to eat me? Come on! Eat me! ”
roared with all his strength, don't say that it was Li Muzi who was on the top bunk, even Dean Dong Ping and the grandmothers in the other rooms should be awakened.
It's just strange that everything stays in the silence of the square.
This night is really dark, is it swallowed up by the slightest sound?
"Come out! Come out! Zhou Yan roared as hard as he could, but to no avail.
Zhou Yan, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, collapsed on the bed after a roar at this moment.
"Why! Why? Why hasn't it been me who has died? Tears flowed from her eyes, down her cheeks, and down her pillow.
After a while, tears flowed down his face.
"Hiss."
Zhou Yan was still immersed in his grief.
"Hiss."
Zhou Yan's sobs became quieter.
"Hiss."
Zhou Yan's voice stopped completely.
The room was silent again.
"Hiss." A strange sound came out of nowhere, obviously so small, but it seemed to fill Zhou Yan's ears.
Zhou Yan saw it again, he saw the tail again!
A spirit tried to sit up from the bed, but found that it was filled with lead water, extremely heavy, and could not be controlled at all.
"Hiss." The strange sound grew closer, as if the next moment was in my ears.
For some reason, there was the sound of objects tipping over or breaking in the small room.
"Rustle......" is the sound of scales scraping against the ground.
Suddenly there were two bright lights in the night, these were two faint yellow lights.
With this little bit of light, Zhou Yan could vaguely see something.
Not a half-truncated tail, but a motorcycle-sized head!
The dark blue scales, the bright red letters, and the two bright lights are the vertical pupils the size of its bulbs!
This is a big snake with the thickness of an adult's waist and crotch!
"Hiss ......"
The saber-long letter has a bright red color like blood, and this is the most sensitive organ of snakes!
How could this big snake not find Zhou Di?
"Roar~" opened its bloody mouth, and a big snake actually let out a dragon-like roar, and at the same time blew out a fishy wind.
Zhou Yan could smell the fishy stench in this breath, the smell of death and decay.
The snake, although it crawls slowly on the ground, is like a bolt of lightning once it moves. I saw that the big snake opened its bloody mouth at the same time, and its body moved towards Zhou Yan, and the bloody mouth was aimed at Zhou Yan's head.
Even if Zhou Yan's body moves freely at the moment, he may not be able to escape in this Shekou, not to mention that now, his body doesn't even have a chance to move!
The stench of death and decay was already extremely strong, and the saber-like letter seemed to have touched Zhou Yan's cheeks, and his teeth were as white as daggers, glowing with the blue light of poison, just waiting to pierce Zhou Yan's skin. Snakes, on the other hand, are best at not biting, but swallowing. The thin Zhou Yan should not be difficult to swallow into this body with the thickness of an adult's waist and crotch.
Just when Zhou Yan thought that he was going to die in the belly of the snake, he suddenly heard a greeting.
"Hey!"
From where? From the top bunk? Is it Li Muzi?
No! It's from the belly of this serpent!
"The Han Emperor slashed the snake sword, and burned it to the sky in the Jin Dynasty.
Since the giant python has a long lifespan, it often lives for thousands of years. ”
A white light flashed from the belly of the serpent, illuminating the entire room!
Someone has been in the belly of a snake?
Or someone punches through the back of the snake and then leaps out of the snake's belly.
As soon as the person appeared, Zhou Yan noticed that the darkness in the room was a little less.
It was a young man who was not much older than Zhou Yan, and he looked very elegant, but his behavior at this time did not seem to be much Sven.
Seeing him break out of the snake's belly, he jumped up again, fell down heavily, and stepped on the head of the big snake with one kick!
The big snake, which was as powerful as a divine dragon just now, has lost all its vitality at this moment.
The young man ignored Zhou Yan on the bed, but looked around, smiled loudly, and said, "Wait for the little ghost!" Dare to fight me! ”
The room that was originally dead was even more dead, but before Zhou Yan could experience this dead and heavy in detail, the room became noisy.
Birds, apes, lions, tigers, all kinds of sounds appear at the same time.
Zhou Yan saw that there were so many strange creatures in the room at some point, like birds but not birds, apes but not apes. And how could this room possibly accommodate so many creatures?
The boy didn't think about these questions, and with a stretch of his hand he tore off a pair of wings, and with a lift of his foot, he crushed a piece of his spine.
I don't know if these are beasts or monsters, but they are bloody and rushed towards the boy together.
The young man was not surprised, but smiled proudly: "It's a good time!" ”
Where is the fist that the boy is swinging, this is clearly a pure iron hammer!
While waving this fist, he chanted the poem:
"In the past, from Li Duwei, the double sheath shines on the horse's hooves. Capture the north of Montenegro and kill the enemy Huang Yunxi. ”
A monster that looked like a giant ape stretched out a fist larger than a casserole at the boy. The boy didn't pay any attention to it, and pressed his big hand on the head of the giant ape, but the huge head could only become a rotten watermelon.
"It's too white and sunny, and the grass is full of grass. Return to Handan City, 100-foot blue staircase. ”
Countless bird-like monsters flew in unison, their beaks sharper than iron nails, their claws sharper than knives. Their flapping wings can raise dust and blindness to the eyes. But they can only end up as a puddle of meat on the ground.
"I am grateful for my promises, and I have the courage to do my best. The feast is full of songs, and the pink is light and low. ”
Lions, tigers, leopards, menacing. The boy took half a step back, but not necessarily flinched, he kicked the big bear that seemed to be not light, and as soon as he tore his hands, he could end the life of a lion and tiger!
The half-drunk autumn wind rose, and the iron rider hissed in front of the door. Far away reported the beacon fire, and the lonely city was strictly drummed. ”
Take out a silk handkerchief from your pocket and gently wipe the sweat and blood from your forehead. The sweat is his own, and the blood is of the corpses of this place.
The young man was covered in blood and stood among the corpses on the ground, but for some reason, his hands that had killed countless lives were still like a pair of hands that played the piano and wrote, and this person was always a scholar who sang poetry and grace.
Looking at Zhou Di, who was already stunned on the bed, the young man smiled slightly and said, "Whip and look at the dust, the young woman is silent." ”
And gone, and no more.