It is said that people don't dream if they are tired enough, and it is also said that the more idle people during the day, the richer their dreams at night, but what about me, I know that I am dreaming, and it is precisely because I know that I am dreaming, so I am addicted to it and do not want to come out.

Before I was six years old, I was happy, my parents were still there, and my grandmother was also there, but on the contrary, the childhood memories were almost forgotten by the careless me, and there are very few fragments that can be remembered, especially those warm memories.

But now, I remember.

"Bai Sheng, Bai Sheng, Little Bai Sheng, Sheng, Child, this name is awesome." Although my face was blurred, I knew that this was my father.

"Yes, fourth brother, Xiaobai will definitely grow into a handsome guy after he is born, you see, this looks." Thanks to that photo, I can now see my mother's appearance completely, compared to the photo, my mother held me when I was a baby, at that time I was dressed like a rural woman, the long hair that was bent and scattered has become a short ponytail tied behind the head, the eyebrows and eyes are less rebellious, a little more gentle, even if I am wearing an old shirt of flowers, I can't hide my mother's unique temperament, as far as I see, my mother's appearance at that time, compared to the photo, is happier.

I did grow up as they wished, but I didn't grow into a good person.

Speaking of which, I have never heard it in their mouths, and they have never said what kind of person they want me to become, including my grandmother, as if they all indulge me, no matter what I look like, they will always love me, like free-range, but they are the people who care about me the most, and it is precisely because I am aware of such feelings, so I have always used the standards of good students and good citizens to restrain myself.

I remember when I was in elementary school, I beat my senior classmates to the hospital, and my grandmother went to school to apologize to the principal, and from then on, I vowed not to beat anyone.

However, when I was in junior high school, I committed another crime, and now I think about it is really funny, it was to protect Wu Qian, at that time, he was short and fat, carrying his canvas bag, a pitiful look of harmlessness to humans and animals, but it was the object of all tall boys who liked to bully, at that time, I was not tall and mighty, on the contrary, I was still very thin, but, the fight was like a talent, or I won, after that time, Wu Qian dropped out of school, I was not only injured, but also warned, clearly the top of the class, but I got into a fight, and the neighbors in the school and the village expressed disbelief, and only my grandmother forgave me.

I still remember the scene at that time, my grandmother picked me up and walked back to the mountain from the town, my grandmother walked in front, I walked behind, I didn't speak all the way, I also thought that my grandmother was angry, I didn't dare to speak, we just walked to the mouth of the ditch, and my grandmother looked at the hillside in the distance.

"Bai Sheng, you are a good boy."

That's right, I'm not just a good boy, from adulthood, until the end of my student career, until now, I have grown from a good boy to a good person, I didn't do anything to kill people and set fires to disrupt social order, I didn't cause trouble, and I just came over plainly.

And the re-encounter with Wu Qian set off ripples in my otherwise peaceful and waveless life, and embarked on the path I least wanted to take.

Looking at the shattered picture in front of me, I felt as if I had experienced everything I had experienced, and when I woke up from a dream, I felt empty and didn't catch anything.

I was awakened by a white light, a very bright light, but when I opened my eyes, the light was gone.

It was still pitch black overhead, and gradually, I heard the sound of running water in the river outside.

I woke up, lying on my back, the mud beneath me, and the smell of rotting garbage still lingered around me.

The cold came back as I woke up, and I tried to sit up, only to find the mud wet and heavy, and it was a bit difficult to lift my hand.

I should be glad I wasn't lying face down by now, or I might have suffocated by now.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, but it doesn't seem to be long, because it's not dawn yet, and I can sleep until dawn when I change to a normal sleeping time, and I can only judge the time by the feeling of my body.

"Hoo ·······" I let out a long breath, it was really cold at night, the heat of my body was constantly exchanging with this mud, if this continued, I might be frozen, I also realized the seriousness of the matter, and woke me up with that white light, otherwise I might have fallen asleep again, and slept in another world.

So what the hell is that light.

I stood up now, but because I was in the dark, my brain couldn't react, and I was at risk of falling down at any time, so I simply squatted down, but it was a little unsteady on the mud.

I looked around and saw nothing.

"Is it a ghost? Thank you. I muttered into the darkness.

I only heard my own echo in the cave, nothing else, and I laughed at myself, how could it be so coincidental.

Suddenly, with a snap, I suddenly became alert, how could there be such a sound in this hole.

I looked in the direction the sound came from.

There was another snap, and a blue flame appeared out of thin air, and in that corner, illuminating a large place, flickering and flickering.

Ghost fire?

The fire leaped from the edge of the cave and slowly approached me.

I didn't feel any temperature, even though the fire was very close to me.

"Are you a ghost?" For the sake of it waking me up and saving my life, I'll take it for a good ghost.

However, the ghosts I saw before were all translucent humanoids, but this one was not just a ghost fire.

The ghost fire hung in the air and shook a few times, and I took it as if he was admitting the fact that he was a ghost.

"Thank you for saving me." I'm just going to talk to this ghost who won't respond to me.

I rubbed my arms, and by the light of this ghostly fire, I could see the white breath I exhaled, lingering in this cave for a long time.

It's just that this ghost fire was very excited to suck in the white breath I exhaled, and at a speed that I could see with the naked eye, I saw that this ghost fire had become a little bigger, and it was still swaying.

"What more do you want?" I was a little surprised in my heart, this ghost is probably also a yang qi sucker, could it be that I woke me up so that I could breathe on him?

If that's the case, I'm not going to explain here, it's just a matter of time, if I can't wait for that group of people with no conscience to save me, then I may freeze to death here, but I won't necessarily freeze to death, but if this ghost has a strange mind about me, it may not be, if he really wants to suck my yang energy dry, in this ghost place, I have to be sucked dry by him first, then I will definitely die!

This ghost is also magical, and it doesn't get too close to me, even when I exhale, he sucks the exhaust gas away, and I don't feel anything strange about my body, but this ghost fire in front of me is getting bigger, which is very disturbing.

I know that the rope around my neck can ward off evil spirits, but this is also to get those ghosts close to me, but this ghost in front of me is not what it used to be, he is especially exhaust suckers.

The degree of precaution against this ghost has increased a lot in my heart, and the danger of this ghost has risen more than one step in my mind, but even when I stared at him, he also beat violently.

I saw his brush flash in front of me, and the flames instantly magnified in front of my eyes!