The man stroked his head, as if trying to say something, but in the end he didn't make any sound.

He looked up, and the halo above the man's head was so dazzling that he couldn't see his face.

Then the aura faded away, and the surroundings became dark and chaotic.

He was afraid that it would suffocate him to the darkness, so he could only run wildly, surrounded by a silent wall made of black, and only by running could he see the light at the end of the darkness.

He couldn't remember the first time, running endlessly in the intricate labyrinth of darkness that seemed to be endless, following the only point of light.

He couldn't stop, because a dark shadow was chasing him. As long as he neglected it slightly, black tentacles would reach out from the shadows, pulling him back into the darkness.

This time, however, he was blocked by a high wall that rose from the ground, and the black tentacles pulled him into the pitch-black darkness as expected, followed by the touch of being devoured by giants. Sticky and damp, and falling towards the black abyss, unable to breathe or move, the smell of burnt steel in his nasal passages,

"Is this what death smells like?" he had to ask himself more than once, if he had died many times.

When he was very young, his father put him in darkness and never returned.

From that night on, the dream began. He ran endlessly in the dark, and the search for light became his nightmare. He lost count of the number of times he had entered this dream. Run, fall, devour, fall into the abyss, die, and be reborn in your next dream...... Infinite reincarnation.

Strangely, there is a fixed path in this labyrinth, and the loyal ones will not change at will.

He woke up from the dream again, and the little black meow jumped away from him.

On the night my father left, a lot of strange things seemed to have happened, like an exaggerated performance that overlapped into another dimension: for example, the city suddenly fell silent as if it was still and suddenly lightning and thunder, for example, a black meteorite fell not far away, for example, a black-purple vortex swirled and twisted in the sky, for example, a huge creature could cover the entire starry sky with its wings spread......

He lost the memories he had had since seen the chaos. The next morning, everything was still running in order: the crowd was noisy, the wind was light. It's as if nothing had happened.

At that time, he was not yet five years old, and the older he grew, the more he felt that those encounters were a dream of logical confusion, but Xiao Hei was the real existence of this logical chaotic dream. And Xiao Hei was the first life he saw when he woke up, at that time Xiao Hei seemed to have just been born, and it was a toothless little milk cat, meowing and meowing to make people feel distressed.

"My father must have sent him to accompany me in his place. Qingtong thought this more than once.

"Knock knock. A knock sounded at the door, "Qingtong, eat." "Expected calls and content. It was Uncle Gen who told him to eat, and every morning he could knock on the door three times after he woke up, and prepare breakfast.

Qingtong, the name given to him by his father, lived in the house that his father left for him. A tall man took care of his diet and daily life, saying that he was a friend of his father, and this man's name was Gen, and he called him Uncle Gen.

In the past ten years, he has always been like this, calm and wise, and has done a lot of things that people can't figure out, such as being able to accurately grasp the time when he wakes up. Like the roots of a tree underground, it provides a steady stream of nutrients for the green tung tree.

Qingtong felt more and more that his father's departure was premeditated for a long time, because he had already arranged everything. He became more and more sure of many things, just as that real and strange night must have been a dream.

Qingtong's father left him not many things: a house, Uncle Gen, and a thick book.

The book appears to be very old, with a shallow patina on the metal shell, an oval circle on the cover, and an embedded lock, without a key, and the keyhole is too deep to reach.

For a long time, Qingtong slept on this book, and his father's departure made him have a thought since he was a child: find his father, even if it is in a dream.

For ten years, he focused on two things: trying to find the key to open the book, and dreaming of the light beyond the black walls.

He always had a feeling that both of these things were clues that he could find his father.

Yet he didn't succeed in anything.

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City center.

As night falls, the hustle and bustle fades away. The midnight bell rang, heavy and long, and several bats flew alertly, and then suddenly froze in the air, as if time had stopped.

A huge black shadow fell from the sky and stood atop the bell tower in the center of the city.

"Hey, it's mediocre everywhere. A small figure stood on the shoulders of the large figure, a black bandaged hand covering its nose as it spoke.

"But, but I've released Zero." The voice of the huge figure stammered and was slightly clumsy.

A small figure stretched out of his cloak and his other withered hand carried an oil lamp, and the wick slammed into sporadic sparks, and then a dim glow shimmered from the lamp.

The huge figure trembled at the faint light, and the fluff on his skin curled and burned, emitting a slight smell of burning.

"I was wrong, wrong, no, I don't dare to talk back. The huge figure begged for mercy, but he didn't expect that although the light was faint, it was amazingly powerful. Then the dim light revealed the face of a painful and hideous bat.

"Isn't the [sub-department] still united?" A hurricane suddenly appeared in the street, and a snow-white giant wolf raised its head towards the top of the tower, and the sound came from the vigorous man sitting cross-legged on the back of the giant wolf.

"It's really nosy, what do you have to do with teaching your subordinates and your [戌部] people?" the thin hand snapped its fingers again, and the spark of the wick dimmed again.

"Hahahaha, it's really not a very kind opening. The figure on the white wolf had a loud voice. "Having said that, the changes in this meat cage realm are really big, but this moon is the same as there. "The red moonlight is getting brighter and brighter, and it seems to be gradually turning yellow. The tiny figure of the giant batbeast swayed its long tail from its cloak.

"It's almost time, but we can't afford to delay business. A heavy voice accompanied a strong figure like a giant bull landed on the street, crushing the slate into powder.

"Oops, it's boring. The people of the [ugly department] are always so serious. The small figure on the giant bat yawned, flipped off its cloak, and its thin face squinted, leaking two long fangs.

"Hey, wake up, lazy pig. It's almost time!" The figure on the white wolf slammed the ground hard.

The ground swirled and twisted as it gradually rose, revealing a fat-headed, big-eared face, struggling to open its eyes and mouth, which took a hard breath and yawned deeply. turned into a fat man, but turned over and lay back on the ground: "Hmph, uh-huh, let me wake up......"

"Looks like you've been waiting here for a long time, right?" said the enchanting figure on the snake's head as thousands of tiny snakes converged into a giant python from the shadows around them.

The red moon faded, and twelve figures, huge and small, gathered here, and the surrounding buildings crumbled and shattered.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it seems that this time I can't save it, so I have to go and ask for a scavenger. The head of the man of steel rolled his eyes, and he hurried over, tapping the abacus with one hand.

"Who let you be the last to arrive, it's really verbose, you [Youbu] have saved a lot of good things, why are you still so stingy. A horse's face snorted, stroking the massive blade with its hand.

The man with the tentacles with rectangular pupils rode on a walking sheep bone and looked up at the moon. The yellow of the moon had completely faded, and then suddenly turned green.

"Roar, the hunt has begun!" the red-haired giant ape grabbed the void out of thin air, like grasping a vine, and quickly fled.

A few small bats next to the clock tower exploded, "This, such a weak life, there is no possibility of being chosen." The bats then whistled their wings and flew into the sky.

The green moon seemed to be a green light for passage, giving them a license to do whatever they wanted, and everyone flew in their own directions.

"There's plenty of time, everyone is always in a hurry...... "The fat man lying on the ground slowly dusted off the dirt on his body. "Yes, Night Rabbit!" he said to the woman holding the rabbit next to him.

"Hmph!" the fat man did not know that sentence angered the cold woman, she put down the black rabbit she was holding in her hand, the rabbit landed on the ground and became larger, and she jumped on it. "I'll go first, I don't want to see your way again. With that, the black rabbit knelt down, charged his strength, and after a moment jumped up and into the clouds.

Leaving the fat man alone in place: "Yes, I should go too~" He turned around leisurely, then yawned and took a deep breath, his body quickly expanded into a huge ball with the inhalation, he sat down hard, and bounced into the sky. Then he aimed in one direction, and with a long fart sound, a leaky ball pierced through the clouds with a fishy smell.

The green moon emitted an eerie light, the corpses of several bursting bats froze in mid-air, and a tall and thin figure carried a broom: "Trouble, trouble, I really can't tell when I will be able to redeem myself from this damn fate." ”

He swept the broom at random, and a river-like light spread out, enveloping the broken streets, the crumbling bell towers, the bursting bats, and he swept them again, and these things gradually recovered in a flowing rhythm.

The carcasses of several bats fell and smashed into the scavenger's long hat.

"It's really troublesome, I don't let go of such a small spiritual thread. The scavenger opened his mouth and swallowed the newly recovered pom-pom corpses.

The clouds in the sky began to flow again, and everything just now seemed to happen in the rift of time, and no one would find out if there were a few bats missing in the world, but the moon was still green.

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Qingtong, a dream labyrinth.

It was a black wall built one after another, Qingtong ran in it, surrounding the point of light he was running towards, he watched the black shadow grow under the high wall, he stretched out his hand to see his pores, the black shadow of the high wall passed quickly in his running, he felt the tiredness brought by running, and he could clearly hear his heavy breathing.

"It's a feeling...... Just like the real world. Even more than the real world...... More realistic. ”

"Yes, turn left here, then turn right, go straight and speed up, otherwise this road will collapse......" Qingtong knew that this was a dream, and the countless runs in the past ten years had turned him into an experienced fugitive, he was very familiar with this place, but he was still afraid of the black shadow chasing him, afraid of the feeling of falling like falling into the abyss after being pulled in, and the feeling of death that he defined himself as very uncomfortable.

"Almost, try this path this time. He ran out of the territory of his memory, surrounded by strange places he had never been to, he looked as he ran, he wanted to remember this path, so that every "death" had value.

The turn was followed by a long, excessive downhill slope, with vines slowly wrapping around the distant door. Qingtong thought silently in his heart.

"It's impossible to run to this distance before the door is sealed, can you only find a chance next time?" Although thinking so, Qingtong still tried to get closer. At this time, the speed of the black shadow tentacle suddenly accelerated, surprisingly fast. Catch up with him, and then open his teeth and claws, and the devouring power swept in, followed by devouring without suspense.

Qingtong closed his eyes, he felt a slight coldness, this feeling was different from usual, there was no smell of burnt steel in his nasal cavity, and even ...... He could still breathe freely.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Close, almost didn't have time......" a clumsy voice descended not far from him.

Qingtong opened his eyes, and he was incompletely wrapped in black tentacles, and these black tentacles seemed to be frozen before the time that completely devoured him. Through the cracks in the tentacles of the shadows, he saw something that had never appeared in this dream before: a strong, huge black beast with demonic wings, with the face of a bat.