CHAPTER XVII
The next day, when the scorching sun was in the sky, the strong light sprinkled on the central island, and through the light shining from the trees and the Nightmare Tower, you could see many fine dust flying in the air, reflecting a dazzling white light from the sea, making this place "bling-bling" and looking like a fairyland.
At about half past eleven, Cheng Shansheng woke up from his sleep, yesterday he not only saw Li Mu, Lan Zhidie also landed on the central island very late, causing him to fall asleep very late, and then studied the piece of Kodama pendant with his brain in the consciousness space.
So far, he has finally figured out a very practical effect, which can block the invasion of other people's consciousness, in fact, he didn't figure it out by himself, but when he was researching, someone attacked him again and again, and was sensed by the brain.
In addition, he couldn't find out if there were any other effects, but the discovery of this effect alone already made him feel very worthwhile, and if there were other icing on the cake effects, he believed that he would be able to study them in the days to come.
Opening his sleepy eyes, he found that all the people on the island were almost ready, and the people who participated in the dream tide were the only ones at present, from the time he landed on the island to the present, there were not many people who landed on the island later, and they were even about to catch up with the number of people before he landed on the island.
Looking up at the red sun in the sky, Cheng Shansheng also stood up from the ground and joined the waiting line...
After a stick of incense, the Tower of Nightmare also began to change, the blue slowly receded, and each side of it became a big screen-like existence, playing different pictures, but unfortunately they couldn't see these pictures, they could only see the bottom of the Tower of Nightmare shining brightly.
The light first projected straight to the center, and then began to spread slowly, and everyone who came into contact with that light lost their figures, Cheng Shansheng and the others, who were scattered in the outermost part, and they were also the last people to enter the True Nightmare Tower.
In a small blue brick building, the sun shines through the old glass windows, and a quaint wooden table faces the window, and the delicate carved stripes on the four legs have been surrounded by various scratches, stained with the traces of time.
On the mottled wooden table, there are many books neatly placed: "Poems of the Shore Gate", "Poems of the Troubled Times", "Children from the Forest", "Dreams on the Strings", "Young People of Our Generation", "Boys and Girls, a Total of Seven"..."Wasted Years" There are various types.
A teenager in a white shirt and blue pants was lying on a table, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, motionless, seemingly asleep.
"Knock knock!"
"Ah Kun! It's time to come out to eat. ”
The knock on the door and the gentle female voice finally woke up the sleeping man, and he shook his hand holding the pen, drew a long line in the notebook, and opened his eyes at the same time, looking at everything around him in confusion.
"Ah Kun! I'm waiting for you, if you don't come out, the food will be cold! ”
The man was startled by the female voice that raised his voice, and subconsciously replied: "I know, I'll come out." ”
Turning around and opening the door, looking at the old attic, the confusion on the man's face became heavier, what is this place? Who am I? Who was that person who called me just now?
Thinking of this, the man's brows furrowed without warning, and then his face showed pain, and he held his head in his hands, and exhaled in pain, just after the third question of the soul, many things appeared in his mind out of thin air, as if to burst his head.
The man's actions did not alleviate the pain, and in a few breaths, he was already trembling and bending down, half-crouching to the ground, gasping for breath in his mouth, accompanied by an unbearable low grunt.
The woman who had called him to dinner before saw that he had not appeared for a long time, and turned back angrily, just in time to see the man curled up on the ground, and exclaimed, "Ah Kun! What happened to you? ”
"Ahh My head... It hurts, it's about to blow up..."
When the woman heard this, the worry on her face deepened, and she hurriedly rushed to his side from the stairs in three steps and two steps, trying to help him up but did not move, so she had to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and the tip of his nose for him, and shouted anxiously: "Big brother, Ah Kun's forehead fell to the ground cold, I don't know what's going on, come and take a look!" ”
Not long after the woman's voice fell, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a sturdy body ran over, and without saying a word, he carried the man who was called Ah Kun into the room, put him on the bed, and said, "Ah Li, you go and fetch a basin of hot water first." Then he turned his head to the bed, "Ah Kun, how are you feeling?" What's wrong with it? ”
"I... Headaches, feelings... Inside there are... Something is going to burst my head! ”
The sturdy man stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, and called the pulse again, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and the worry and confusion between his eyebrows lingered, "Your pulse is very stable, I can't see what is wrong, you hold on for the time being, and the eldest brother will think of a way for you." ”
"Big brother, hot water is here."
"Ah Li, you give Ah Kun a warm compress first, I'll go back to the room to read the medical book, check what is wrong with him, if there is anything wrong, call me immediately."
After the man finished speaking, he turned around and strode away, while the woman put the towel in the water and soaked it until it was half-dry and stuck it on Ah Kun's forehead, so that Ah Kun felt a little better, and the extra things in his mind slowly revealed his true face.
This is the era of great peace just ushered in in the world, his name is Chen Kun, a native of Shanghai, the ancestors have practiced medicine for three generations, and only his eldest brother Chen Yu has completely inherited the ancestral medical skills in his area, and the second sister Chen Li is a fashion designer.
Their parents and grandparents were unfortunately killed in the war, he was still young at that time, his parents were not there, the eldest brother was like a father, he was raised by his eldest brother, his eldest brother and second sister were outstanding figures among the people of the same generation, and the money he earned was enough for him to squander for several lifetimes, so the requirements for him were not too high, as long as he didn't cause trouble.
But this is only his identity on the surface, in fact, he has another identity behind the scenes, a ruthless killer, as long as someone pays him for it, no matter who the target is, he will not hesitate to make a move.
It's not because of the money, but because he enjoys the pleasure of harvesting other people's lives, and only at the moment of the death of the target person, he feels that he is alive and earns enough power to control life and death.
The third son of the Chen family, only he knows how his parents and grandparents died, and he saw it with his own eyes, at first it was just for revenge, but in the back he found that he couldn't stop...
After sorting out these news, the pain in his mind finally stopped, he sat up from the bed, looked at the second sister with a worried face, smiled lightly, and said, "Second sister, my head doesn't hurt anymore, it's fine." ”
Chen Li looked at Chen Kun, who had recovered his blood color and an inexplicable look in his eyes, and there was a trace of doubt in her heart, not only worried about this younger brother, but also a little unfamiliar, as if the man in front of her was not the third brother she knew.
In fact, her feeling is not wrong, it can even be said that she has never known her third brother, and Chen Kun at this time has a third identity, Cheng Kun.
When he knew that he was a killer, not to mention how excited he was in his heart, he had fantasized countless times that he was a ruthless killer, but he didn't expect it to come true in the dream tide today.
The thrill of this dream directly made him forget that he had come in to experience, and he didn't think about how to break this dream at all, he just wanted to have a good time and enjoy the thrill of a killer to the fullest.
After eating, dealing with the eldest brother and the second sister, and after the two of them went to work, he took his equipment, a knife as long as the palm of his hand, and pedaled on his bicycle towards his usual training place.
He kept trying along the way, and when he got to the training ground, he tried again in various ways, only to find that the rules of this dream realm did not have any increase, it was an ordinary world, and his physical fitness was only a little stronger than ordinary people, at most it was the level of Lao/Hu, and it was not as strong as his own quality.
But his physical agility is high, his eyesight is good, he can do 100 shots and hits at 100 meters, and his hunting style is fast, accurate and ruthless.
Today he took on three tasks, one is Zhao Youfu, the owner of Fu Kang Ji, a wealthy businessman who sells gold and silver jewelry; the other is the incoming police inspector Wang Feng; The last one is Qian Qiushui, the daughter of the boss of Qian's Films, who is only thirteen years old.
In the end, this task surprised him a little, his employer turned out to be Qian Qiushui's own brother Qian Xia, if he had the opportunity, he would like to see what these rich children's heads are filled with.
But these are all off-topic, but he was surprised when he first learned about it, and it didn't prevent him from doing things, he planned to kill that Zhao Youfu first, according to the information provided by the employer, Zhao Youfu was going to the Beauty Opera House this afternoon to steal his lover.
Completely familiar with the abilities of this body, he hurried towards the Beauty Opera House non-stop.
The opera house of this era has a special feeling, the phonograph, accordion, violin, saxophone and other musical instruments played by the desktop loudspeaker are very emotional, the guests and waiters are all in suits and leather shoes, and the dancers on the stage are wearing cheongsams with slits to the root of the thighs, gently twisting their graceful postures...
Chen Kun is mixed in, although the conditions of this era are far inferior to his time, but this feeling is not what he can have in that era, and there is a unique romance among the drunken gold fans.
This kind of place in his time was extreme, or it was very dirty, and anyone could go there; But the kind of dirty place that is not so obvious, either it is a very status, or it is a very rich person to go, and it is better to go than face, and it is unknown whether it appreciates art...
In short, each has its own purpose, and it is very direct, unlike the feeling given to him here, while satisfying his own desires/desires, he is also enjoying the atmosphere here, he has only been here for a short time, and he already likes it.
Just when he was intoxicated, his first target appeared, Zhao Youfu slowly paced towards the front row of the stage, squinting his eyes, looking quite intoxicated.
At this time, the person leading the singer on the stage is the head brand of the Beauty Opera House, Yu Xiaoman. Her singing voice is like a yellow bird, crisp and moving, and the improved cheongsam outlines her figure more and more charming, without heavy makeup, the style in her eyebrows and eyes can hook people's souls.
Even Chen Kun, who is used to seeing beautiful women, also thinks that this Yu Xiaoman is a disaster, no wonder he can fascinate a big boss like Zhao Youfu.
Yu Xiaoman saw Zhao Youfu come in, a pair of seductive eyes became more and more fascinating, and even the singing voice had a different taste, like a young woman who had not seen her lover for a long time, and the grievances and coquettishness revealed in the singing and dancing could be felt by everyone.
None of the upper-class people under the stage could parry, except for Chen Kun.