The people were defeated, the whole country rejoiced, Zhong Qi was pressed to wait for trial, dressed in white, and his face was withered. But in his eyes, there seemed to be a dazzling look that seemed to be waiting for someone.

Not long after, a person dressed in black, walking in a hurry, entered the prison, pulled the drape on his face, and the face at the bottom was clearly visible, it was the dream master of the Lian family.

"Lord Zhong has worked hard, let's drink saliva." The person who came took out the broken bowl next to Zhong Qi, filled it with water, Zhong Qi thanked him, and drank it all.

"Is it on?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them suddenly froze there, especially the Lian family, who were holding the teapot with their hands.

After about five seconds, the man sighed and said quietly: "The Zhong family sacrificed their lives for the country and forbearance is great, so let's stop this matter." After saying that, Lord Lian stood up, brushed his sleeves and prepared to leave.

As soon as Zhong Qi heard that something had changed, he reached out and immediately grabbed the sleeve of the dream master of the Lian family, and argued loudly: "I have an appointment with you first, how can I ......?"

Halfway through the sentence, there was no sound. Zhong Qi stared at the broken bowl in his hand and knew that he had won the plan.

The Lian family's face was heavy, their bodies trembled, and they almost whimpered and said: "The people are too cruel, and the people hate them so much that they have long exceeded the boundary, and the hatred is extended to you, and it is irreversible ......."

Zhong Qi still wants to say something, no matter how much he opens his mouth and how much he shouts in his throat, it is to no avail. The dream master of the Lian family said, waved his sleeves, and left with a guilty face.

One black and one white, one good and one evil, but it is difficult to distinguish at this time.

****

On the execution platform, Zhong Qi was not timid, he looked down, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never dissipated. Five horses split into corpses. Extremely cruel, Zhong Qi's hands and feet were tied with hemp ropes, and his delicate neck was red and swollen from exhaustion. But he couldn't speak, couldn't argue, and didn't want to argue, and with an order, the five horses galloped.

My son closed his eyes. Although it is a voyeuristic dream. But I still can't stand the bloody images. I never thought that behind Zhong Qi's death, there would be such a thing. In the end, the biggest winner is, of course, the Lian family. Xu didn't know the whole process at all, and just wholeheartedly helped the country eradicate the remnants.

If it weren't for the extreme of resentment, how could people concretize resentment at the expense of future generations? Live forever and eternally, only for revenge.

This moment. I suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Zhong, maybe it wasn't so unreasonable, unlike the brutal man, he had his reasons. Maybe I can make peace with him and not have to fight anymore......

Everything in front of me was dark, and the dream was over. What Zhong Qi wants to show me is the truth. If it weren't for the dream, I wouldn't have believed his side of the story.

Sit on a bench. I can't feel at ease, and as a dreamer, I can't understand the resentment in his heart.

Suddenly, while I was still immersed in the feelings of self-blame and shame, my right hand hidden in my pocket suddenly stretched out and slammed into the air in front of me.

My head buzzed and I had no idea what was going on. How did the fan bone come out on its own, and what was in the air?

The darkness in front of him began to shake, and even the bench with him began to panic. My son stood up and looked around for Zhong Qi's figure, but he couldn't see anyone at all. The fan bone in his hand inexplicably began to glow, and when he stretched out his eyes, he saw that the fan surface had appeared at this moment.

In the transparent fan, there is a black shadow rampaging in it, trying to jump out of the shackles of the fan several times, but there is nothing to do. My son understood, just now, it was the protector of the fan, and the black shadow was the monster attacking me.

Looking back at the scene in front of me, there is no open space for benches.

I was obviously standing in the hospital where Song Qiulan jumped off the building, next to me was a bench with a fan bone spread, holding a mobile phone in my hand, and the text messages were still flashing that day.

Eight o'clock in People's Park, Wu Chao, come out.

I didn't even set foot in the park door!

The dream has started from here, Zhong Qi's plan is far more elaborate than I imagined, the moment I received the text message, the dream has already begun, even with the back of the qiē, I go home, I change clothes, I go to eat grilled fish, I meet that couple, everything is an illusion, I lie on this bench, I actually had a big dream in spring and autumn!

I became nervous, and the hospital in front of me was dead silent, and the lights were dimmed throughout the building, including the emergency building. I just escaped from the dream, and it was this fan that I lost, but now I don't know if it's from a dream or reality.

The horror of the dreamer is terrifying at this point, you don't even know how you died.

The dark shadows in the fan were still colliding. Raise the fan bone, draw different connecting lines in the five directions of the southeast, northwest, and middle, and finally stay in the middle, reciting the secret words of Xu Jiakong's dream, the fan in his hand suddenly began to vibrate, and the monster in the fan was even more manic, and I could almost feel its paranoid power stirring the fan constantly.

When the time comes, close the fan and destroy the demon.

Without the slightest hesitation, I clicked the fan bones from left to right. The fan bone with the monster is completely different from before, even if it is still accused, the power is still there, and it takes some effort to close the fan bone. Fortunately, with the help of the tapir's power, the fan bone was successfully pressed, only a scream was heard, and the fan was silent.

I sat down in my chair, gasping for breath and reaching out to gently lift the fan back up.

The restraining force was gone, but it was clear that there was an extra blood stain on the fan that represented gold.

It's dangerous...... I said to myself.

If it hadn't been for the fan bone just now, I think I would have been bitten to death by a youkai by now.

The monster is here, but what about the bell?

I slowed my breath and got up from my chair. There was no one around, and I couldn't feel anyone's anger. What's wrong with the hospital, is something going on here?

I kept walking out of the path that came in. In the entire empty garden, only the sound of my "kicking and stepping" footsteps sounded very lonely, which added to the eerie sense of the environment. A mushroom-shaped gazebo appeared in the smoking area, black and pressed like a dead man's head.

I walked around the garden to the hospital, still not seeing anyone. I was getting more and more worried, and before I knew it, I had walked to the door of the inpatient building.

This scene reminded me of Ye Deting's dream, and I was ruthless and walked in. The hallway was dark, the lights couldn't be turned on, and I could only walk forward step by step by the light of my phone.

It's the end of the corridor ahead, do you want to go upstairs? I hesitated to stop.

The footsteps stopped, and I didn't dare to breathe in the silence.

Let's go to the ward. I took a few steps back, pressed the cold doorknob on the room, and unscrewed it hard. (To be continued.) )