In the grass, two dew-soaked bone knives lay there quietly, the bone knife Zhang Yi is very familiar with, the bone knife left by his father has followed him for more than half a year, he can feel the breath of ghosts, and can make the ghosts of the living ghosts scatter, it is a very powerful weapon.

But now there was another bone knife, which made him a little frightened, because in that dream just now there was another bone knife, and that bone knife was held by a Taoist priest, who used the bone knife to kill the body and soul of a child, but was finally killed by himself after turning into a beast.

This dream was so real, and with this bone knife, he couldn't even tell where it was a dream and where it was reality.

Zhang Yi bent down and picked up the two bone knives, and looked at them carefully, there was no difference except for some differences in the arc, which were made of two human leg bones, and it was normal for some differences in the arc.

No matter, let's find Wicker and Lao Dao first, remember that in this terrifying nightmare, in addition to himself and the little bird, Lao Dao and Wicker have been hacked to death, thinking of this Zhang Yi couldn't help but shudder, he shouted the names of Wicker and Lao Dao, and began to look around.

"Chirp"

With a familiar bird call, a white-headed starling bird wandered in the air a few times before finally landing on Zhang Yi's shoulder.

"Hey, little bird, I had a very long and terrible dream, in which I saw that I had become a beast, and Wicker and Old Dao were hacked to death, but when I woke up, I found that they were both gone, do you see? I'm in a hurry right now. ”

The little bird did not speak, but flapped its wings and flew up, and Zhang Yi hurriedly followed.

Didn't fly far, the little bird landed on a pine tree, and there were two people lying under the pine tree.

Zhang Yi hurriedly rushed over, first looked at them, scanned them up and down, and found no scars, no blood, and then let out a long breath.

Squatting down and hearing the sound of the two people's even breathing, Zhang Yi impatiently slapped the two on the face a few times, and shouted the names of the two again, but the two of them woke up for a long time.

What's going on, obviously there is a pulse and heartbeat, and there is an even breathing sound that really can't wake up.

Looking up and looking around, I found a small puddle not far away, I don't know how many times I heard that if someone fell into a long-term nightmare, he only needed to rinse his face with cold water repeatedly to wake him up.

After looking around, I was looking for a container for water, and then I remembered that all the luggage was gone, could it be that someone had stolen it while a few people were sleeping.

I had no choice but to drag the two to the water's edge one after another, and then kept holding the water with both hands and pouring it on the faces of the two, and after pouring it several times, I heard the two coughing violently.

Zhang Yi stopped watering, and Wicker and Lao Dao opened their eyes in a violent cough and looked at Zhang Yi with a pair of innocent eyes.

"You just fell into a long nightmare and couldn't wake up for a while, so I had to wake you up in this way" Zhang Yi waved his hand, and a large droplet of water flew up against the sunlight in his hand.

"Long nightmares." Wicker couldn't help but look himself up and down when he said this, and then ripped his clothes open and looked at his chest.

"You also had a nightmare?" Lao Dao looked at the wicker with a curious gaze.

Zhang Yi took a step forward and sat down in front of the two, "Did you all have a terrible dream?" ”

"Yes, Brother Yi, I had a very strange and terrifying dream, in the dream, the old farmer who was in the car with us was a human trafficker, and then they locked up a lot of children in a cave, and there was a Taoist priest who knew how to spell to help him do evil, and finally the police knew about it, and the Taoist priest began to kill children as soon as he saw that the situation was not good...

"Did we go to save the child and end up being hacked to death with machetes by those fuckers?" Lao Dao didn't wait for the wicker to finish speaking, and grabbed the stubble.

Wicker felt very surprised, his mouth opened wide, and he looked at Lao Dao with a pair of frightened eyes for a long time before he popped out a few words: "You also had the same dream?" ”

"yes, it's very strange why the two of us had such an identical dream together, and it felt very real."

Zhang Yi threw the two bone knives in front of the wicker and the old way, "It's very strange, not only did the two of you have such a strange dream, but I also had an identical one, and the most important thing is that when I woke up, I found two bone knives, if you remember the Taoist priest in the dream, you will know that he took a bone knife that is exactly the same as mine." ”

"Yes, yes, I remember that the Taoist priest in the dream said that there are two knives, because it is made of human leg bones, and human leg bones have two." Wicker grabbed the bone knife, kept gesturing and looking, and handed it to Lao Dao after a long time.

Lao Dao took the bone knife and looked at it for a long time, then thought about it thoughtfully and said: "It is indeed made of two leg bones of a person, and it is a person, you see that the length is almost not bad." ”

Lao Dao put down the bone knife and continued: "Then this is too puzzling, since it is a dream, why does the bone knife in the dream appear in reality, if it is not a dream, then in the dream Xiao Zhang became a beast and we were hacked to death, why are we fine now, not even a single scar?"

Zhang Yi looked at the wicker and the old way, and he raised his hand helplessly and scratched his hair.

"Don't move, open your hands." Lao Dao shouted loudly.

Zhang Yi didn't know what Lao Dao was going to do, but he still obediently opened his hand with his palm facing up, and the air became quiet at this moment.

Zhang Yi's white palm, the original coin-sized birthmark suddenly changed, and a "A" written in official writing appeared in his palm.

This character A is black, surrounded by a circle, like a black seal printed on the hand, Zhang Yi kept rubbing it with his other hand, even if the hand was red and swollen, he did not see the slightest fading, and when he observed carefully, he found that this character seemed to grow from the inside of the skin.

Then he suddenly remembered the words of the ghost, saying that as long as this figure was fully revealed, he would know something about himself, and now that this pattern was fully revealed, why did he still know nothing?

Lao Dao stroked Zhang Yi's word A for a long time and didn't speak again, and the three of them suddenly didn't know what to say, feeling that everything was like a dream and a reality, and they didn't know where to start or where to find the answer.

The three of them suddenly felt as if they had been evacuated and lay in the grass, looking at the blue sky of different sizes divided by branches above the dense forest, watching the sunlight pouring down through these gaps, and looking at the birds that kept running between the trees to forage for food, and fell into deep thought for a long time.

When the sun reached the western sky, Zhang Yi stood up and patted off the fallen leaves and dust on his body, looked at the wicker and the old way, "Okay, it doesn't matter whether it's real or illusory, the important thing is that our brothers are alive and well, as long as you live some secrets, there is no need to get to the bottom of it, life is sometimes simpler." ”

"Yes, don't worry about these things, let's hurry down while the sun hasn't set yet, otherwise we'll have to spend the night in the woods today, and it doesn't feel like a good place here!"

Zhang Yi whistled, turned around and walked down the mountain with the old wicker.

On the branches, the little golden bird illuminated by the setting sun looked at the three distant backs, but let out a long sigh in a deep and steady voice, and then waved its wings and followed.