Chapter Seventy-Two: Dreams and the Past
The sound of gnashing of teeth kept ringing in my ears, the source of the sound seemed to come from every corner of the place, but it seemed to come from my head, I shouted into the air in a frenzy, snatched Xiao Xiao's gun, and shot violently.
The bullets popped out a lot of sparks on the four walls, making a piercing sound, Gu Fei grabbed my neck from behind, and pushed me to the ground at once, before I calmed down, the voice in my head was still unforgiving, the corpse ...... That monster ...... "he" is smiling at me......!
I struggled, and the feeling of swelling in my brain was getting worse and worse, like a box full of things, still stuffing into it, and ...... Non-stop ...... In the next second, will my head explode like an overwhelmed box......?
The vision began to blur, it was dark and bright, the light of the flashlight went out one by one, and the eyes gradually returned to darkness, and in the haze, I heard someone calling me......
A wide variety of sounds......
The consciousness gradually dispersed, and suddenly the surroundings became calm, I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything, it was like a person staying in a void, dark...... Nothing but darkness......
A string of red flames slowly appeared in my sight, was it my delusion? Rubbing his eyes, the orange-red fire quickly spread, and suddenly became a sea of fire.
The low houses were filled with fire, people fleeing and rolling everywhere, cries, crashes, scuffles...... It's coming at me all over the world.
Out of the firelight came a man, dressed in green clothes, wearing a ghost mask, carrying a blood-dripping dagger in his hand, and a string of copper bells pinned to his waist.
The tragic scene behind him didn't seem to have anything to do with him, he just walked indifferently, and with every step, the brass bell made a crisp but strange sound, like a ghost that locked the soul.
"Hey, you ......" as I passed by, I reached out and grabbed him but pounced, straight through his body, I looked at my hand, and then at him, am I not an entity?
yes, it's a dream...... I'm in a dream...... So where is this?
The Ugin dagger in his hand. I touched my waist, and all that was left was a scabbard.
Like the brass bell of a hyponic spell, I watched as his back slowly turned into a dot and finally disappeared into the darkness......
Turning around, the firelight faded away, and the noisy noise faded away...... The surroundings were calm again......
"Yang Yun."
Someone was talking, a familiar voice, but I couldn't remember who it was. There is nothing here but darkness, and darkness......
"Who? Who's talking? I shouted into the air, running like a blind man, "Who are you?" Why do you call me Yang Yun? ”
A halo began to appear under my feet, spreading out in circles like a dragonfly dotting water, and when I took a step, the halo followed the footsteps one more: "Who are you?" Where is this? Who is that ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi? Why are you holding my dagger? ”
"Me?" He asked rhetorically, in a flat tone that seemed to carry some innocence, "I am you." ”
I was stunned for a moment, without overreacting: "So you are the me in your heart, and I, am dreaming, right?" ”
There was no sound at the other end, and I stood still, looking at the halo of light that spread around my feet, but my heart was inexplicably calm. After a long time, I heard another voice from the other end: "You are only half right, you are dreaming, but I am not another you." ”
"And who are you?"
He sighed, still the same sentence, and his tone was sincere: "I, it's you." ”
I was a little impatient by him, and scolded secretly: "Since you are me, why don't you come out?" ”
He was silent again, and I was a little depressed, and I screamed several times, but there was no response. But when this voice went out, I only felt very weak, and it seemed that it couldn't spread at all.
I walked aimlessly, the dizziness under my feet was flashing round and round, I don't know how long I have to stay here before I wake up, without the sissy noise, without the company of Baili, without Gu Fei's jokes...... I just feel a little lonely...... It's really just a few......
"I ...... It's you ...... in the past" The voice sounded again, and the scene under my feet suddenly changed, reflecting a figure, gradually becoming clear from the blur, "And you, I am atoning for my sins......"
I don't understand what he means, why do so many people call me Yang Yun? Why am I atoning for my sins?
Is there really such a thing as reincarnation?
It was as if I was standing on the surface of a still lake, but it was not me who was reflected under my feet, but the man in a green coat and a ghost mask.
I stared at him, I didn't dare to take a breath, watching him raise his hand and slowly remove the ghost mask, that face, I am familiar with it, it is my face ......!
Suddenly woke up, a spirit, covered in sweat, sat up suddenly, just bumped into Gu Fei's face, he covered his nose, wailed, and sat down, his mouth was both mother and father.
Only then did I find that the people around me, including Bu Chou, Wu Qianqian, and the three foreigners, all took off their masks and stared at me strangely, and the strange aroma in the air disappeared.
After a long time, the sissy said to me: "Little white face, according to my years of experience, you are a 'ghost'." ”
I recovered, calmed down for a moment, and hit out with a flick of my hand: "Bah, bah! You're the fucking 'ghost'! Also based on years of experience, then based on your years of experience, do you know that in this kind of place, open the crow's mouth less? ”
"Brother Lingyi?" Wu Qianqian called me tentatively, "What did you just see?" Why did you suddenly get dizzy? ”
I remember screaming into the air like a psycho when I fainted, and I guess it was terrifying. Shaking his head: "It's nothing, it may be that I inhaled too much of that aroma before and hallucinated." ”
Looking around their bodies, the corpse was still sitting, like a dead thing, or rather, "he" should have been a dead thing, and the previous gnashing of teeth was gone, as if everything was normal.
I stood up and touched my waist, the dagger was still there, and when I pulled it out, there was no blood, it seemed that I was thinking too much......
Past me?
Tsing Yi, long hair, ghost mask, plus a blood-dripping dagger and a strange copper bell, is this my past?
Jumped a few times, stretched, stretched his muscles, and turned back to greet them: "I'm fine, don't worry." Glancing at them, "Have you seen what's in there?" ”
Of course, I was referring to the jade box, maybe it was a preconceived idea, Baili said that there was another thing hidden in it, and I thought that the jade box was mine.
Bu Chip shook his head with a smile, and his tone sounded very humble: "It's better for Mr. Yang to invite first." ”